<?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-22710377</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:38:11.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get ur Freak on...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22710377.post-1669545440735586291</id><published>2008-05-05T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T00:18:16.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAREWELL PIX</title><content type='html'>It's summer back again.... The whole of winter I didn't blog at all... Am becoming too lazy day by day!&lt;br /&gt;By now, I've completed my 12th, am outta school!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Great, I know!&lt;br /&gt;But the boards were pathetic, and stupid... Atleast I wasn't satisfied. :(&lt;br /&gt;We had a farewell party, which ws fun only coz we got to wear saris, and all the girls looked gorgeous, and for a change, my photos didn't turn out pathetic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore an orange sari, ws complimented a lot, felt happy n content, and my sweetheart was glad to see the photos, was happy that finally he got some beautiful snaps of his girlfriend....(BLUSHES!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/SCADvD-DW1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/r3cOTFumV9s/s1600-h/DSC00404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/SCADvD-DW1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/r3cOTFumV9s/s400/DSC00404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197158077039860562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Disturbed by Sanju Baba while clickin the pic, thats the expression that turned out in d photos.... The three of us stickin together in every photo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I can't help smiling stupidly, it seems, haina?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/SCADuz-DW0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/OneNwnqdXng/s1600-h/DSC00406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/SCADuz-DW0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/OneNwnqdXng/s400/DSC00406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197158072744893250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Thats me, Mehak and Dhingra... How difficult it is to handle saris, we realised that day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;But then, saris ARE sexy, no doubt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-1669545440735586291?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/1669545440735586291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=1669545440735586291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/1669545440735586291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/1669545440735586291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2008/05/farewell-pix.html' title='FAREWELL PIX'/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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/_Zk57KkZmahc/SCADvD-DW1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/r3cOTFumV9s/s72-c/DSC00404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22710377.post-3567518183311756075</id><published>2007-12-26T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T05:53:25.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller.swf?lyricid=2147431947&amp;amp;border=8&amp;amp;bordert=48&amp;amp;bgfont=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgs/NellyFurtado_3.jpg&amp;amp;filter=0x000000&amp;amp;filtert=25&amp;amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;fontname=arial&amp;amp;fontsize=11&amp;amp;speed=2" quality="high" bgcolor="#006666" width="180" height="210" name="scroll" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/nelly-furtado-lyrics.html" title="Nelly Furtado Lyrics"&gt;Nelly Furtado Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-3567518183311756075?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/3567518183311756075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=3567518183311756075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/3567518183311756075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/3567518183311756075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2007/12/nelly-furtado-lyrics.html' title=''/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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-22710377.post-4032340981577963464</id><published>2007-09-18T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T02:11:09.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tryin to cope....</title><content type='html'>3 months since I last posted! Whew! Blogging is a tough job... And I'm not too enthused nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;Reasons:&lt;br /&gt;1, Exams are going on, n my first 2 wer horrible... And NO, chemistry is still to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I feel fat all the time, although people tell me that I look ok, but who wants to look OKAY? WHEN THEY CAN LOOK &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;GREAT??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And I've got proof of this, photos of teacher's day.. I look hideous, if that word comes close....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm passing outta 12th, which means I've to do a lot in finding the right course to pursue, go to college, make a good impression at college, not fall into rattraps... AND that reminded me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; ENGLISH paper on friday, and I m clueless about the exam. (Rattrap is a chapter.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I wanna straighten my hair, or restyle them, but it seems my hair doesn't have much options...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I click hideous photos, or I'm the most anti-photogenic person in teh world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;PROOF::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is teacher's day at school, I couldn't wear a sari, which I had to, coz I wasn't well (had 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; fainting fits 2 days ago) and I was in jeans, casual wear, when all girls were so well made up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I was PLAIN JANE over there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/Ru-UeRCO37I/AAAAAAAAAD0/W8rt3HVr8uk/s1600-h/Photo-0498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/Ru-UeRCO37I/AAAAAAAAAD0/W8rt3HVr8uk/s400/Photo-0498.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111467349778554802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Left to right) Mehak, Bhattu, Dhingra, ME....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/Ru-UeBCO36I/AAAAAAAAADs/7u8vehiWb_g/s1600-h/Photo-0503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/Ru-UeBCO36I/AAAAAAAAADs/7u8vehiWb_g/s400/Photo-0503.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111467345483587490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know what I was thinking, just grinned and bared my teeth like a toothpaste ad model..... Both of us are doing that It seems,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/Ru-UbRCO34I/AAAAAAAAADc/0McFRuJh_s8/s1600-h/Photo-0510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/Ru-UbRCO34I/AAAAAAAAADc/0McFRuJh_s8/s400/Photo-0510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111467298238947202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front o' the reception, the weather had gotten a little sympathetic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea, wrote another poem last month...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;The frog who DIDN'T turn into a prince....&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000084;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Before he came into my life, he was just a frog,&lt;br /&gt;All he said to me sounded like stupid croaks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A frog worthy of attention, this I must confess...&lt;br /&gt;He leaped into my lfe, when it was all a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gentlemanly frog, he seemed to be&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I was bored, he was there to amuse me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started liking this frog, I know it sounds foolish,&lt;br /&gt;How did all this happen? Now this frog was all I wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, the stupid brat, for the frog I then fell.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't stop me either, for him it was all well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted one steamy kiss, could try the fairytale!&lt;br /&gt;Now this IS no story, clearly it had to fail!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stupid frog was who I fell in love with,&lt;br /&gt;Love knows no boundaries, it's obviously not a myth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried &amp;amp; tested all we could, may he turn into a prince!!&lt;br /&gt;But each time we failed; the harder it made me wince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worry now, would our kids ever be seen?&lt;br /&gt;And if yeah, would they be human, or creatures green???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________&lt;div class="para"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;_____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One after such a long gap, written in one of those awfully stupid moods, where I seem to be acting dumber than usual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-4032340981577963464?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/4032340981577963464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=4032340981577963464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/4032340981577963464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/4032340981577963464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2007/09/3-months-since-i-last-posted-whew.html' title='Tryin to cope....'/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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/_Zk57KkZmahc/Ru-UeRCO37I/AAAAAAAAAD0/W8rt3HVr8uk/s72-c/Photo-0498.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22710377.post-4530406990548939074</id><published>2007-07-06T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T00:39:24.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey y'all!!!!!! Wondering what's up with me? I know ur not doing that. Just kiddng. HAve been eating so much lately!!!!! Just feel like munching on wafers all the time. And that too the bigger pack!!!! So stupid, rite? Well, lately, I have been busy with studies too, am in class 12 now an all my frnds are creeping ME out by studying and studyin.... Irritates the hell outta me.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, what can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And friends has started off from the 1st season now, on STAR WORLD, 7 pm weekdays..&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting fr America's Next Top Model next season eagerly....&lt;br /&gt;And I have seriously fallen in love with the dear dear PHOEBE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mq3X3sql7Xk"&gt;Her songs&lt;/a&gt;.... OH MY GOD AMAZING.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/Ro308jHYAyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/4Wq0-WQmQRU/s1600-h/phoebe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/Ro308jHYAyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/4Wq0-WQmQRU/s400/phoebe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083988875426661154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There was a girl                                we'll call her Betty&lt;br /&gt;                            And a guy let's call him Neil&lt;br /&gt;                            Now I can't stress this point too strongly&lt;br /&gt;                            This story isn't real. &lt;/span&gt;                                &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(time passes by)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now our Neil must decide&lt;br /&gt;                              Who will be the girl that he casts aside?&lt;br /&gt;                              Will Betty be the one who he loves truly&lt;br /&gt;                              Or will it be the one who we'll call L-L-Lulie?&lt;br /&gt;                              He must decide, he must decide&lt;br /&gt;                              Even though I made him up he must decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-4530406990548939074?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/4530406990548939074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=4530406990548939074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/4530406990548939074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/4530406990548939074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2007/07/hey-yall-wondering-whats-up-with-me-i.html' title=''/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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/_Zk57KkZmahc/Ro308jHYAyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/4Wq0-WQmQRU/s72-c/phoebe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22710377.post-6194798704095567359</id><published>2007-06-05T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T23:55:10.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>F.R.I.E.N.D.S</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My vacations have started and nowadays, to kill time, I watched a few episodes of 'Best of Friends'....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, friends sure is the best sitcom ever made!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/RmZYt_tMSGI/AAAAAAAAACE/c_ziStFDl5A/s1600-h/friends%26marcel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/RmZYt_tMSGI/AAAAAAAAACE/c_ziStFDl5A/s400/friends%26marcel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072839577497782370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ross is the sweetest darling in the world....And with his Science comments on stuff, it makes him all the more endearing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/RmZZ6PtMSHI/AAAAAAAAACM/ERG9kKaqL-Y/s1600-h/arton1421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/RmZZ6PtMSHI/AAAAAAAAACM/ERG9kKaqL-Y/s400/arton1421.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072840887462807666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rachel seems so confused and cute.. The way she plays in TOW the Football, hehehe!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/RmZiV_tMSII/AAAAAAAAACU/JSqJO7yaNuk/s1600-h/ja33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/RmZiV_tMSII/AAAAAAAAACU/JSqJO7yaNuk/s400/ja33.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072850160297199746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Phoebe, wow, she's just so amazing! Her songs, oh! I love 'em!!!! And she's so quirky and cu-ute! Smelly  cat, anyone?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/Rmel2_tMSKI/AAAAAAAAACk/mqEa9hQurvw/s1600-h/phoebe3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/Rmel2_tMSKI/AAAAAAAAACk/mqEa9hQurvw/s400/phoebe3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073205869488654498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chandler and Joey, the most amazing friends ever!&lt;br /&gt;The two formed one of the most likable and enduring friendships and kept on getting into humorous situations. Their adventures included losing Ben, on a bus,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Comic Sans MS,Lucida Sans Unicode;font-size:85%;"  &gt;::choosing          between baby wearing clown pajamas or duck pajamas::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS,Lucida Sans Unicode;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Chandler&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;we're gonna flip for the baby?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Joey:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you got a better idea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Chandler:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;call it in the air...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Comic Sans MS,Lucida Sans Unicode;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;        &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Joey:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Heads!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Chandler:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; heads! yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Chandler:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; we have to assign heads to something!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Joey:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; okay well ducks will be heads, because          well, ducks have heads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Chandler: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;what kind of scary ass clowns came          to your birthday?!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/RmeqZPtMSLI/AAAAAAAAACs/YwBOcHDEglk/s1600-h/Chandlerandjoey%27sapartment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/RmeqZPtMSLI/AAAAAAAAACs/YwBOcHDEglk/s400/Chandlerandjoey%27sapartment.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073210855945685170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buying a chick and a duck, replacing their dining table with a foosball &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;table and spending hours watching &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Baywatch" title="Baywatch"&gt;Baywatch&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-6194798704095567359?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/6194798704095567359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=6194798704095567359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/6194798704095567359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/6194798704095567359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2007/06/friends.html' title='F.R.I.E.N.D.S'/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/RmZYt_tMSGI/AAAAAAAAACE/c_ziStFDl5A/s72-c/friends%26marcel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22710377.post-3541795779604484323</id><published>2007-04-13T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T02:55:35.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IN LOVE with life.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/Rh9Qpuf5jSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/5EFwaIsOENQ/s1600-h/Photo-0373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052845984719670562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/Rh9Qpuf5jSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/5EFwaIsOENQ/s320/Photo-0373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another photo!! And I believ that this is the best one I've ever clicked.... This is on MArch 26, I rember that day... And as u all may kno, India's out of the world cup, in the first round itself... Yuvi played well, but ws unfortunate... And big news! My crush on Yuvi is decreasing, guess when u get others, this had to happen, and also that he's marrying that stupid Kim....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yeah, my idol, Avril, is releasing her third album, &lt;a href="http://www.avrillavigne.com"&gt;"THE BEST DAMN THING"&lt;/a&gt;, in this month... Have already heard the single GIRLFRIEND, its rocking, and the video's superb, seriously.... I just wanna buy that album as soon as I can, but I guess it'll be in India a bit late.... AM SO ANXIOUS TO GET THAT ONE!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052847951814692146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/Rh9ScOf5jTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/pNzBeCzAU3M/s400/avril-lavigne-101-n21396.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;             SHE'S SOOOOOOOOOOOO PERFECT!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-3541795779604484323?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/3541795779604484323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=3541795779604484323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/3541795779604484323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/3541795779604484323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2007/04/another-photo-and-i-believ-that-this-is.html' title='IN LOVE with life.....'/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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/_Zk57KkZmahc/Rh9Qpuf5jSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/5EFwaIsOENQ/s72-c/Photo-0373.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22710377.post-6608338139644162040</id><published>2007-03-20T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T00:43:34.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/Rf-LCQFMwJI/AAAAAAAAABg/BV1nakLyatg/s1600-h/Photo-0209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043902978471018642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/Rf-LCQFMwJI/AAAAAAAAABg/BV1nakLyatg/s400/Photo-0209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey! That's one pic which all my friends an people adore, Can't get what's so special abt it, but they say it's better than all others... so here it is for u.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's one day after my birthday last yr, on Christmas.... Is it really good?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt it wasn't a pretty one, but it has been voted best by my buds...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yeah, MY YUVI IS PLAYING LIKE A SUPERSTAR!!!!! In the wrld cup...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;GAWD! He's a total hottie......&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043908587698307234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/Rf-QIwFMwKI/AAAAAAAAABo/vJ4DjRAxKOE/s320/15333-16JH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wish this was me and Yuvi.... OH!!!!!! WOULD'VE LOVED IT!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The destination seems romantic too na???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And yeah, I'm in 12th now... In one yr, college!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-6608338139644162040?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/6608338139644162040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=6608338139644162040&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/6608338139644162040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/6608338139644162040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2007/03/hey-thats-one-pic-which-all-my-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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/_Zk57KkZmahc/Rf-LCQFMwJI/AAAAAAAAABg/BV1nakLyatg/s72-c/Photo-0209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22710377.post-7366319999904044130</id><published>2007-03-08T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T00:44:42.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PLZ SUGGEST A TITLE!!!</title><content type='html'>Have written a new poem. Can u plz suggest titles for it??? Please post comments for the title... And how'd u like it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing on this bridge to decide my fate,&lt;br /&gt;What’ll be my future? In what’ll I be great?&lt;br /&gt;I’ve to make the choice of my life so soon&lt;br /&gt;Have to choose between my glory and my doom.&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I’m still too young to decide,&lt;br /&gt;There are a million worries, but no one to confide…&lt;br /&gt;Want to make MY choice, but the pressure’s too great,&lt;br /&gt;Everyone’s supportive, but I know it’s just fake.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna live my life my way,&lt;br /&gt;But all these worries are making it gray!&lt;br /&gt;I’ll have to sacrifice my present for the future&lt;br /&gt;Feel like a lamb about to be sliced by the butcher.&lt;br /&gt;There’s no tenderness in anyone’s eye&lt;br /&gt;No one to hear my helpless sigh….&lt;br /&gt;I want to break free, of the chains that bind me&lt;br /&gt;From all accusations, I’ll have to flee!&lt;br /&gt;I’m no slave; my life is my own,&lt;br /&gt;You think you can control me? Well, you don’t.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that makes me stagnate is you,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t cage me now, it’s no use.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-7366319999904044130?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/7366319999904044130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=7366319999904044130&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/7366319999904044130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/7366319999904044130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2007/03/plz-suggest-title.html' title='PLZ SUGGEST A TITLE!!!'/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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-22710377.post-487468716646847887</id><published>2007-02-10T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T08:03:45.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAMS COMING UP!!!</title><content type='html'>Heya.. My exams are coming in one week. Next week, after Valentine's (I love it, got a special one for that day!) I have my English ka paper, and then come the draded ones----&gt; Physics and Chemistry... I seriously hate CHEM..... SO MUCH!!!! And that teacher too, eugh!!! Well, whatever.... But I feel like I'm just sooooo in love nowadays.... And to think, it'd to happen near valentine's day.....!!!! Ok, let me cut the crap.. I know, noone's really intersted, coz' you'll all be like 'Ok, just another fad, for few days, phir akal theek ho jayegi..' so, let it go buddies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a wedding this week, got sum pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not of the bride and groom (cudn't care less abt them); but of ME.. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029931934578614722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/Rc3ocdzzocI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0JvTF8J4oXA/s320/Photo-0299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, my father wz clickin them an' i started making funny faces, an' thts my brother, who feels sooo shy being clickd with me (LOL!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029932338305540562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/Rc3oz9zzodI/AAAAAAAAAAU/c-vkPipZJ3c/s320/Photo-0300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;BORED, huh????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029932604593512930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/Rc3pDdzzoeI/AAAAAAAAAAc/g58_jLjDUfw/s320/Photo-0301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;AMUSED maybe?? But surely, dumb, dumb, dumb....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029933167234228722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/Rc3pkNzzofI/AAAAAAAAAAk/E7ed59QASlQ/s320/Photo-0321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This guy is just sooooooo CUTE!!!!!!!!!!!!! His first bday party, or a li'l get-together.... My mama's li'l one, tht is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029933759939715586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/Rc3qGtzzogI/AAAAAAAAAA8/54fYSMOmLUg/s320/Photo-0323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;How sweet!!!! Infant innocence???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029934219501216274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/Rc3qhdzzohI/AAAAAAAAABE/GuJ8XJ16r-8/s320/Photo-0327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;YIPPEE!!! My firsht birday cake!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029934481494221346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/Rc3qwtzzoiI/AAAAAAAAABM/oy7YhCDeeKw/s320/pic+325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aaaaahhhh!!! I don't think he quite likes me.... Can't blame him.... Not many kids like me, Oh, an' i forgot to tell his name, it's just tooooo sweet, it's LUV!! How LUVley!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A note for my sweetheart, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!! (For my valentine...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-487468716646847887?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/487468716646847887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=487468716646847887&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/487468716646847887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/487468716646847887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2007/02/exams-coming-up.html' title='EXAMS COMING UP!!!'/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zk57KkZmahc/Rc3ocdzzocI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0JvTF8J4oXA/s72-c/Photo-0299.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22710377.post-117041402007173917</id><published>2007-02-02T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T03:01:34.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLA!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hallo..... This weekend was just grrr8.... I went to a hill station with family, and it was awesome. The place wz Lansdowne, probably you've never heard of it, an' that's what is the bestest thing abt it.. Y'kno, no one knows abt it, so it's clean, green, and WOW!!! We went for three days, had a blast, and from there we went to hardwar, the holy place for us, hindus, it's a fun place too, coz' u get to dip in the chilly water of the Ganga, and the mountains........ I jus' love 'em!!!!&lt;br /&gt;It was a jumbo masti outing, but the photos were destroyed, or wateva, becoz' my dumb brother did sumthin' which caused all the photos we clicked to disappear... And, thus, the only compensation we had wz becoz' of the cooool me, who clicked on my cellphone too, so we had at least a few to b happy with...... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6496/2314/1600/805761/Photo-0252.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6496/2314/1600/165542/Photo-0244.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6496/2314/1600/165542/Photo-0244.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="260" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6496/2314/320/714804/Photo-0244.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it beautiful????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6496/2314/320/478829/Photo-0249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is a flower my mom got ecstatic on seeing, so I clickd it…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6496/2314/320/358125/Photo-0252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is on the way….&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6496/2314/320/138814/Photo-0256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The pine forests on the way. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6496/2314/320/404000/Photo-0258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;See the snowy peaks at the back?? And this is from a cell mobile.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6496/2314/320/138939/Photo-0269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gosh, it wz toooo sunny that weekend… Look at me, can’t evn smile well…. And that guy in the underwear has no idea he’s on net…(LOL!!), Waise that’s Haridwar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6496/2314/320/143114/Photo-0271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*MOM SWEET MOM*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6496/2314/320/182392/Photo-0272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Being stupid Is MY forte…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6496/2314/320/68836/Photo-0288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then, on the way, we found a fat fat fat dove or pigeon, wateva…. Still, it’s gorgeous!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-117041402007173917?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/117041402007173917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=117041402007173917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/117041402007173917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/117041402007173917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2007/02/hola.html' title='HOLA!!!!!'/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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-22710377.post-116963847950928739</id><published>2007-01-24T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T03:34:39.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOI LOVE LIFE</title><content type='html'>Written on 21st october 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first guy I fell for was a really good friend,&lt;br /&gt;But at that time, liking a guy was not such a trend;&lt;br /&gt;I hid it, kept it secret from even my best bud&lt;br /&gt;The crush was big, but soon it turned into a dud.&lt;br /&gt;Next I fell in love with a guy i'd never met&lt;br /&gt;He was a handsome charming player of cricket&lt;br /&gt;My heart throbbed with passion at his mere sight;&lt;br /&gt;For him I was ever ready to pick up a fight.&lt;br /&gt;'Twas my first love, I'm ure of the fact&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't help the obsession, by trifle or tact.&lt;br /&gt;Life seemed not so worthwhile if it wasn't for him.&lt;br /&gt;But he was rumoured to be dating the stupid Kim.&lt;br /&gt;My heart, it broke, learning 'bout thsi fact&lt;br /&gt;But still I tried hard to keep it intact.&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly, it betrayed me and fell for this other guy&lt;br /&gt;Tried hard to think, but couldn't fathom a reason why&lt;br /&gt;Got crazier for him day after day......&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't even able to keep these feelings at bay.&lt;br /&gt;My friends who did know about this crush&lt;br /&gt;Used to guess whether I was crazy or nuts?&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately to me this news they did break,&lt;br /&gt;But soon, I was about to make an even bigger mistake...&lt;br /&gt;What happened next makes me feel like a fool,&lt;br /&gt;And by no means it's gonna make me look cool.&lt;br /&gt;I started liking quite an older guy,&lt;br /&gt;He could be the biggest jerk in 'American Pie'.&lt;br /&gt;He is my biggest crush till date,&lt;br /&gt;And the spat with him was even in my fate!!&lt;br /&gt;He was a tall and masculine stud,&lt;br /&gt;But talking about his body? Well, it looked like a spud...&lt;br /&gt;He used to stare at me everytime I was there&lt;br /&gt;Smiled, gave me winks an' I walked into his lair;&lt;br /&gt;I loved to see him, his antics made me glad,&lt;br /&gt;This time, I believed it was more than just a fad...&lt;br /&gt;His look said he was so in love with me&lt;br /&gt;I was as happy as I ever could be.&lt;br /&gt;But fate had planned it some other way,&lt;br /&gt;That creep, oh God! Turned out to be gay.&lt;br /&gt;It just ended, caught my heart in gloom&lt;br /&gt;But I DID get going, even though not soon.&lt;br /&gt;Now here I am having no big crush,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, there's no guy whose sight makes me flush.&lt;br /&gt;It's so annoying, wanna have a crush soon&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, I may end up turning into a loon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey!!! So how'd you like the poem? And go ahead, guess who the four guys are.... This was written a little while ago, so it misses an important person, but wateva!! Post your guesses to the 4 guys too, and whether you liked it or not???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-116963847950928739?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/116963847950928739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=116963847950928739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/116963847950928739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/116963847950928739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2007/01/moi-love-life.html' title='MOI LOVE LIFE'/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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-22710377.post-116817358177961101</id><published>2007-01-07T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T04:41:55.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>India Poised</title><content type='html'>TOI has launched a new “India Poised” Campaign this year, to make the future of India brighter and better. It’s a really well carried out campaign. In today’s edition I read about a man who hammered away 22 years of life to give life and progress to his village. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.co.in/search?hl=en&amp;q=dasrath+manjhi&amp;amp;meta="&gt;Dasrath Manjhi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, as was his name, chiseled a 300-ft mountain which was hampering the life in his village, and as he had no faith in government, he took up the Herculean task. To go anywhere, the villagers had to cross the formidable hills, with all the shops and lands across them. The determined man sold his goats to buy a chisel, hammer and rope. He never bothered to eat while at the task, and at the end of 22 years, proved all those who ridiculed him to be a madman for setting upon his target, wrong. The passage was wide enough for the people of his village to reach the nearest hospital in an hour instead of six hours taking a circuitous route. In the process, he lost his wife, whom he loved dearly, just because she couldn’t be taken to the hospital in time then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt that this was such a motivational story of a man set to beat all odds. I really wish to make a difference to the lives of the millions of Indians who slave themselves to make ends meet, see no progress, no technology, and are the true face of India. We say that India has developed, but has it really? When the actual population of my country is still shrouded in the mist of gloom? The politicians are mere dummies, who know how to speak and not how to act, and India shining will be nothing more than a dream if nothing is done to get these inhabitants of darkness to share the light many of us, fortunate enough to be brought up in cities, have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-116817358177961101?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/116817358177961101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=116817358177961101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/116817358177961101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/116817358177961101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2007/01/india-poised.html' title='India Poised'/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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-22710377.post-116462905507612845</id><published>2006-11-27T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T04:04:15.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out these sites...</title><content type='html'>01. &lt;a href="http://www.megcabot.co.uk"&gt;http://www.megcabot.co.uk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      This one is really cool....&lt;br /&gt;02. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com"&gt;http://www.youtube.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       You can search for any kind of videos on this. it's got gr8 clips.&lt;br /&gt;03. &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com"&gt;http://web.tickle.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       This has certified tests for you and it's really fun, too..&lt;br /&gt;04. &lt;a href="http://www.ihatemen.com"&gt;http://www.ihatemen.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Funny name??? yeah, i know... But at some phase of our life we all think so, can't deny it...&lt;br /&gt;05. &lt;a href="http://www.yuvrajsingh.info"&gt;http://www.yuvrajsingh.info&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Well, this one is about Yuvi, and it's good, in progress, as the site's not built yet&lt;br /&gt;06. &lt;a href="http://www.myfreewebtv.net/friends"&gt;http://www.myfreewebtv.net/friends&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       It's about the most lovable and the greatest sitcom ever......yeah, my favorite Friends...&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember any more...Will update as soon as i find a good interesting site...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-116462905507612845?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/116462905507612845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=116462905507612845&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/116462905507612845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/116462905507612845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2006/11/check-out-these-sites.html' title='Check out these sites...'/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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-22710377.post-116462842715270859</id><published>2006-11-27T03:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T03:53:47.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HI ALL!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6496/2314/1600/184171/Friends_pictures_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6496/2314/400/560353/Friends_pictures_4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6496/2314/1600/841942/oh%20my%20god%21%21%21%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6496/2314/400/632735/oh%20my%20god%21%21%21%21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6496/2314/1600/883298/friends019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6496/2314/400/364989/friends019.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6496/2314/1600/751530/Sex%20appeal%21%21%21%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6496/2314/400/389647/Sex%20appeal%21%21%21%21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6496/2314/1600/94203/hooooooootttttttt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6496/2314/400/724342/hooooooootttttttt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey everyone!!!!!! I am just so happy nowadays!!!!!!!!!!&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've a new guy in my life, and he's just sooooooooo perfect.........&lt;br /&gt;WHAT TO SAY??????&lt;br /&gt;He's toooo hot, tooo sexy, and HE IS TUSHAR..........................&lt;br /&gt;I call him Tushi baby, ain't it sweet??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chalo anyways, yaar, there's also something which has broken my heart.&lt;br /&gt;U know wat, my sweetheart Yuvi has injured himself and it's not clear whether he'll be able to play in the World Cup next year or not.....Am keeping my fingers crossed, hope for the BEST!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Love ya, yuvi, get well ASAP.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now I'm posting sum Yuvi, and sum other pics too, for all those who are bored of Yuvi's pics (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I mean u,, Akanksha!!!!&lt;/span&gt;)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'm having my school conti next month, could anyone &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PLEASE&lt;/span&gt; give me suggestions 'bout what to wear??? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PLEASE...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-116462842715270859?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/116462842715270859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=116462842715270859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/116462842715270859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/116462842715270859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2006/11/hi-all.html' title='HI ALL!!!!!'/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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-22710377.post-116115935714408543</id><published>2006-10-18T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T01:15:59.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Yuvraj Singh scores 103...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/MHPOdWhtVmg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/MHPOdWhtVmg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-116115935714408543?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/116115935714408543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=116115935714408543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/116115935714408543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/116115935714408543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2006/10/yuvraj-singh-scores-103.html' title=''/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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-22710377.post-116115659923091309</id><published>2006-10-18T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T00:29:59.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;XBOX360 India&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/iPh_CHP77ko"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/iPh_CHP77ko" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just take a look at this ad, isn't it fabulous? It's an XBox 360 ad where my Yuvi's featuring, and you can see he's looking awfully Cuuuuuuuttttteeeee!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-116115659923091309?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/116115659923091309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=116115659923091309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/116115659923091309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/116115659923091309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2006/10/xbox360-india-just-take-look-at-this_18.html' title=''/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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-22710377.post-115960788257138020</id><published>2006-09-30T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T02:20:09.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CRY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I loved him more than he would ever know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried hard, but just couldn't let it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was the one I couldn't stop thinking about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a big mistake, now there's no doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't care, he gave me pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the love I had went in vain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt terrible, but no tears came;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crying over him will be a shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it doesn't hurt anymore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been this strong before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hurt me, told me a million lies-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just wanna make him cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are ways, I've planned it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hasn't an idea what he'll go through...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this feeling I just can't deny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not of love, it's to see him cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not my fault, I'm not so bad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't let anyone make me sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me smile to see him cry;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;He messed with me! The stupid guy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-115960788257138020?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/115960788257138020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=115960788257138020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/115960788257138020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/115960788257138020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2006/09/cry.html' title='CRY'/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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-22710377.post-115114916324776060</id><published>2006-06-24T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T04:39:23.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Yuvraj Singh - Weekender&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/mmAO8wxfEXI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/mmAO8wxfEXI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is the Westside ad in which my Yuvi stars. It's amazing!!!!!! He is looking toooooooo HOT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-115114916324776060?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/115114916324776060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=115114916324776060&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/115114916324776060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/115114916324776060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2006/06/yuvraj-singh-weekender-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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-22710377.post-114871396251479171</id><published>2006-05-27T00:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T00:37:59.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY FAVORITE CRICKETER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/1600/SEXYYUVI.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/320/SEXYYUVI.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;He is smart and very tall,&lt;br /&gt;He is the most handsome of all;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest batsman, the only one,&lt;br /&gt;He is my favorite, the player no.1!&lt;br /&gt;He has gorgeous and radiant eyes,&lt;br /&gt;He is the best of all guys.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever he plays, I give a sigh,&lt;br /&gt;I really love him, I dunno why!&lt;br /&gt;When he gets someone out by a direct hit,&lt;br /&gt;It hits my heart harder than the wicket.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever he comes out to bat,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes shine; I feel I’ll have a heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;The man is so great, I always worry.&lt;br /&gt;Would he be mine, oh I have to hurry!&lt;br /&gt;I always dream about the player,&lt;br /&gt;And when I wake up, I always stare;&lt;br /&gt;How do I dream of him all day?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me God, O will ye say?&lt;br /&gt;I know you might think it’s a teenage blue&lt;br /&gt;But I am sure my love is true&lt;br /&gt;I collect all his photos, praises and clips&lt;br /&gt;And on seeing him my heart just slips.&lt;br /&gt;O you don’t know, my dream prince is thee,&lt;br /&gt;I love U, I love U, I love UV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Composed by-&lt;br /&gt;Aakriti Gupta&lt;br /&gt;for YUVRAJ&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-114871396251479171?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/114871396251479171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=114871396251479171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114871396251479171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114871396251479171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-favorite-cricketer.html' title='MY FAVORITE CRICKETER'/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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-22710377.post-114597012993112759</id><published>2006-04-25T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T01:15:20.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SONGS LIST</title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;Here I have a list of my currently favorite songs:&lt;br /&gt;10. What dreams are made of (Hillary Duff)&lt;br /&gt;09. Control Myself (LL cool J ft. JLo)&lt;br /&gt;08. Tu hi meri shab hai (Gangster)&lt;br /&gt;07. Don't let me be the last to know (Britney spears)&lt;br /&gt;06. Sorry (Madonna)&lt;br /&gt;05. I'm a slave 4 U (Britney Spears)&lt;br /&gt;04. Our lips are sealed (Hilary Duff)&lt;br /&gt;03. Don't phunk with my heart (Black Eyed peas)&lt;br /&gt;02. Hips Don't lie (Shakira ft. Wyclef Jean)&lt;br /&gt;01. Beep (Pussycat Dolls ft. Will.i.am)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-114597012993112759?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/114597012993112759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=114597012993112759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114597012993112759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114597012993112759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2006/04/songs-list.html' title='SONGS LIST'/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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-22710377.post-114596965148591900</id><published>2006-04-25T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T05:55:58.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK AGAIN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/1600/Gr8%20guy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/320/Gr8%20guy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/1600/gr8%20century.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/320/gr8%20century.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/1600/Handsome%20guy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/320/Handsome%20guy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi.&lt;br /&gt;Long time No See, huh?&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's becoz' I have had a hell of a time in the past month. It's been restrictions, and taboos, and no fun for me. Yeah, my parents are the culprits. Y'know what, I talked to Rohan (the guy I had a crush on for 4 months). He's a nice guy, but we're just friends. But seriously, he flirts like a.....whoa, you might've understood, na! And here are more Yuvi photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't the last one just so cute? It is AWESOME. Yuvi is soooooo handsome!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-114596965148591900?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/114596965148591900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=114596965148591900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114596965148591900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114596965148591900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2006/04/back-again.html' title='BACK AGAIN!!!'/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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-22710377.post-114257903568242037</id><published>2006-03-16T22:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T23:03:55.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/1600/77vSL12-13December.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/400/77vSL12-13December.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/1600/cool%20guys.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/400/cool%20guys.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/1600/delighted%20with%20a%20100%21.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/400/delighted%20with%20a%20100%21.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/1600/14132081_yuvraj-singh_b.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/400/14132081_yuvraj-singh_b.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/1600/showartimg.as.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/400/showartimg.as.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Yuvraj Singh, my man, my star, my love, or my greatest crush. When you've got crushes on guys like him, who feels embarrassed?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-114257903568242037?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/114257903568242037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=114257903568242037&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114257903568242037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114257903568242037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-is-yuvraj-singh-my-man-my-star-my.html' title=''/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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-22710377.post-114257876541190947</id><published>2006-03-16T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T22:59:25.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-114257876541190947?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/114257876541190947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=114257876541190947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114257876541190947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114257876541190947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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-22710377.post-114257829039069475</id><published>2006-03-16T22:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T22:51:30.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazingcounters.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://c4.amazingcounters.com/counter.php?i=999149&amp;amp;c=2997760" alt="counters" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ezisp.info/dialup/netzero.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;NetZero ISP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-114257829039069475?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/114257829039069475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=114257829039069475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114257829039069475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114257829039069475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2006/03/netzero-isp_17.html' title=''/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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-22710377.post-114179417694723245</id><published>2006-03-07T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T23:34:15.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz for teenagers</title><content type='html'>Okay... Here I have a cute quiz for teenagers who are puzzled and surrounded by so many crushes. I saw this in the Princess Diaries 6th book. It's really cool, as I've tried it and it's absolutely correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, write numbers from 1-11. And write in front of each:&lt;br /&gt;1. Any number.&lt;br /&gt;2. Another number.&lt;br /&gt;3. Name of one member of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;4. Name of any one of your friends, acquaintance, family, etc.&lt;br /&gt;5. Name of anyone you know (Again!)&lt;br /&gt;6. Name of any one you know. (Just once more!!)&lt;br /&gt;7. Name of another member of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;8. One of your favorite songs.&lt;br /&gt;9. Another song you like.&lt;br /&gt;10. Another song.&lt;br /&gt;11. One more song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, evaluate your answers with the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-2. No. of people you tell about this quiz/test.&lt;br /&gt;3. Love of your life.&lt;br /&gt;4. for whom you care about most.&lt;br /&gt;5. One who knows you very well.&lt;br /&gt;6. Your lucky star.&lt;br /&gt;7. One you like, but are confused about.&lt;br /&gt;8. Song for the one at (3).&lt;br /&gt;9. Song for (7).&lt;br /&gt;10. Your state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;11. Your take on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Own Test:&lt;br /&gt;1. 3&lt;br /&gt;2. 1&lt;br /&gt;3. Yuvraj Singh&lt;br /&gt;4. Akanksha&lt;br /&gt;5. Disha&lt;br /&gt;6. Mama&lt;br /&gt;7. Rohan (Bike Wala)&lt;br /&gt;8. I, Love - Jennifer lopez&lt;br /&gt;9. Dreaming of you - Jennifer Lopez&lt;br /&gt;10. Ain't it funny - Jennifer Lopez&lt;br /&gt;11. Hung up - Madonna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-114179417694723245?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/114179417694723245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=114179417694723245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114179417694723245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114179417694723245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2006/03/quiz-for-teenagers.html' title='Quiz for teenagers'/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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-22710377.post-114179302148500542</id><published>2006-03-07T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T23:44:00.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;marquee width="100%" behavior="scroll" scrollamount="5" direction="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/06/O.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/06/D.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/06/E.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/06/T.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/06/O.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/06/M.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/06/Y.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/06/L.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/06/O.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/06/V.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/06/E.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div align="right" style="position:absolute;z-index:9;right:0px;top:0px;width:88px;height:31px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i184/fwlimages/bpgrafixad8831.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;There’s a little space in my heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;that is dedicated to you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I don’t really know what it is&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;That makes me so crazy for you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The world is like one big puzzle,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;and you are one lost piece;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Without which, my life is &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;going to be incomplete.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Feelings flow like dripping water, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Melting me within.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;You’re the fire of my soul&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Do you think it’s a sin?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Love is free and pure a feeling,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;It just happens with time&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I just hope it happens to you soon&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;And everything will be fine….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I would never give up hope,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;true love will reciprocate.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;You are mine as I am yours&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;My heart has this faith.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;" align="right"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Written by-&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;" align="right"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Aakriti Gupta&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-114179302148500542?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/114179302148500542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=114179302148500542&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114179302148500542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114179302148500542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2006/03/theres-little-space-in-my-heart-that.html' title=''/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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-22710377.post-114179273143507560</id><published>2006-03-07T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T20:41:20.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: Yuvraj Singh's Profile ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here's a short profile of my stunning crush ===&gt; YUVRAJ SINGH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Yuvraj Singh&lt;br /&gt;Birthday: December 12, 1981&lt;br /&gt;Sign: Sagittarius&lt;br /&gt;Eye Color: Black&lt;br /&gt;Hair Color: Black&lt;br /&gt;Height: 6'1"&lt;br /&gt;Schooling: Yadavendra Public School&lt;br /&gt;From: Punjab, India&lt;br /&gt;Home Town: Chandigarh&lt;br /&gt;Plays for: India, Yorkshire, Punjab&lt;br /&gt;Sport: Cricket, Tennis, Skating&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Actors: Jim carrey, Salma Hayek, Kareena Kapoor&lt;br /&gt;Interests: Listening to music, gizmos, playing, discos&lt;br /&gt;Inspirations: Sachin Tendulkar&lt;br /&gt;Miscellaneous: Did you know that before Yuvraj diverted his energies towards cricket, he was a national-level skating champion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you think? He's just too gorgeous and dazzling, isn't it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-114179273143507560?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/114179273143507560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=114179273143507560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114179273143507560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114179273143507560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2006/03/yuvraj-singhs-profile.html' title=':: Yuvraj Singh&apos;s Profile ::'/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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-22710377.post-114130823659880740</id><published>2006-03-02T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T06:05:09.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some more Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/1600/breathtaking%20hit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/320/breathtaking%20hit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/1600/09nov2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/320/09nov2005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/1600/gr8friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/320/gr8friends.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/1600/27dec2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/320/27dec2004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do u think about these? They're just some of the best I have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-114130823659880740?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/114130823659880740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=114130823659880740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114130823659880740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114130823659880740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2006/03/some-more-pics.html' title='Some more Pics'/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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-22710377.post-114130753250043153</id><published>2006-03-02T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T23:24:03.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About: Being Tagged, Part B</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Five Yummy Things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- Cold Coffee.&lt;br /&gt;- Pizza.&lt;br /&gt;- Wafers (Spicy).&lt;br /&gt;- Shahi Paneer and naan.&lt;br /&gt;- Ice Creams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Five Songs I know by heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Waiting for tonight – Jennifer Lopez.&lt;br /&gt;- Jenny from the block– Jennifer Lopez.&lt;br /&gt;- I want to be your underwear – Bryan Adams.&lt;br /&gt;- Jaane Kyon log pyar karte hain – Dil Chahta Hai.&lt;br /&gt;- Don’t Bother – Shakira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Five Things I'd do If I had Money.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- Buy lots of clothes and accessories.&lt;br /&gt;- Buy a big house with the best furnishings.&lt;br /&gt;- Make a movie of my life.&lt;br /&gt;- Buy books.&lt;br /&gt;- Travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Places I Escape To.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- blogging.&lt;br /&gt;- the phone.&lt;br /&gt;- yuvraj's photographs.&lt;br /&gt;- toilet.&lt;br /&gt;- songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;TV Shows.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i style=""&gt;F.R.I.E.N.D.S&lt;/i&gt; – Zee Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;- Full House – Zee Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;’s Next Top Model – Zee Café.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; Glorious – Ten Sports.&lt;br /&gt;- All Access - VH1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five friends I Can't live without.&lt;br /&gt;- Akanksha (She's my best friend and is irreplacable)&lt;br /&gt;- Disha (She's a darling sister who understands me beautifully)&lt;br /&gt;- My Mama (He's one person I share my troubles with and he solves them easily)&lt;br /&gt;- Shivank (He's an amazing friend. No matter what I say, he's always there 4 me)&lt;br /&gt;- Sanchita (She's so understanding and being with her, I feel free 2 share my secrets)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Five Things I Can't Live Without.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My Family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;- Oxygen.&lt;br /&gt;- Yuvraj/Cricket.&lt;br /&gt;- Books and Computer.&lt;br /&gt;- Laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Five Things I Can Live Without.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- Wannabes.&lt;br /&gt;- Inequality.&lt;br /&gt;- jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;- backbiters/manipulators.&lt;br /&gt;- Bad Memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Five best places to visit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Switzerland&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;London&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- Toilet.&lt;br /&gt;- Manali.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;New York&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-114130753250043153?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/114130753250043153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=114130753250043153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114130753250043153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114130753250043153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2006/03/about-being-tagged-part-b.html' title='About: Being Tagged, Part B'/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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-22710377.post-114122226277038700</id><published>2006-03-01T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T06:11:02.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little more of Yuvi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/1600/onthewaytocentury.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/320/onthewaytocentury.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/1600/139off122aus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/320/139off122aus.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/1600/sexy%20to%20the%20limit%21%21%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/320/sexy%20to%20the%20limit%21%21%21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you may find this irritating, but this is my blog, and I am posting some more Yuvi pics. Look at how sexy and hot he's looking, and the way he strokes away into millions of hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope you love the photos as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;Aakriti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-114122226277038700?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/114122226277038700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=114122226277038700&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114122226277038700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114122226277038700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2006/03/little-more-of-yuvi.html' title='A little more of Yuvi'/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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-22710377.post-114122149508724925</id><published>2006-03-01T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T20:47:19.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About: Being Tagged, Part A</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Seven things I plan to do before I die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Meet my Yuvraj.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Become a famous person (maybe model)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Visit NY and &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;London&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, and buy some beautiful Versace gowns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Marry Yuvraj Singh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Get slim and smart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Play a lot of Basketball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Make a movie of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Seven Things I can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Read all day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Play basketball for hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Watch Cricket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Go out to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Arrange any sort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt; of function.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Talk, talk, talk and some more talk between that talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Dream a lot with those dreams coming true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Seven Things I can’t do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;* Cook any kind of good food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Drive a vehicle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Be committed to just one person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Live in harmony with mosquitoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Get up early in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Not watch cricket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Hard Work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Seven Things that attract me to the opposite sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* A good chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Smile.&lt;br /&gt;* Charm.&lt;br /&gt;* Masculine voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Manners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* A great height with good, manly looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Quick take filled with humor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Seven Things I say most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Oh, shut up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Hi! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Kya Yaar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Oh GAWD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Oh pleease!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Don’t say that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* You are crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Seven Celebrity Crushes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* YUVRAJ SINGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Martin Henderson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Kunal Kapoor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;* Michael Douglas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;*Tom Felton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;*Ummm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*No idea.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-114122149508724925?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/114122149508724925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=114122149508724925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114122149508724925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114122149508724925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2006/03/about-being-tagged-part_01.html' title='About: Being Tagged, Part A'/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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-22710377.post-114113257315828535</id><published>2006-02-28T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T05:26:12.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aakriti Random Check</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What is your name?: Aakriti&lt;br /&gt;Are you named after anyone?: No&lt;br /&gt;What's your screename?: Gr8aakriti&lt;br /&gt;Would you name a child of yours after you?: No, that’s stupid&lt;br /&gt;If you were born a member of the opposite sex what would your name be?: Rohit&lt;br /&gt;If you could switch names with a friend who would it be?: Disha&lt;br /&gt;Are there any mispronunciations/typos that ppl do w/ your name constantly?: well, they spell it wrong all the time&lt;br /&gt;Would you drop your last name if you became famous?: I just wish I could&lt;br /&gt;Basics&lt;br /&gt;Your gender:: female&lt;br /&gt;Straight/Gay/Bi:: straight&lt;br /&gt;Single?: yes&lt;br /&gt;If not, do you want to be?: ...&lt;br /&gt;Birthdate:: 24/12/1990&lt;br /&gt;Your age:: 15&lt;br /&gt;Age you act: I dunno....16&lt;br /&gt;Age you wish you were:: 19&lt;br /&gt;Your height: 5'4"&lt;br /&gt;Eye color:: black&lt;br /&gt;Happy with it?: no, i want hazelnut brown eyes, they're my favorite&lt;br /&gt;Hair color:: brown black&lt;br /&gt;Happy with it?: not really, I wish it was originally dark brown&lt;br /&gt;Lefty/righty/ambidextrous:: righty&lt;br /&gt;Your living arrangement:: with parents&lt;br /&gt;Your family:: dad and mom, and brother&lt;br /&gt;Have any pets?: nahh… just wish for a cute dog&lt;br /&gt;Whats your job?: going online&lt;br /&gt;Piercings?: earrings&lt;br /&gt;Tattoos?: not yet&lt;br /&gt;Obsessions?: cricket (Yuvraj)&lt;br /&gt;Addictions?: nope&lt;br /&gt;Do you speak another language?: Hindi, Sanskrit ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Have a favorite quote?: If you’re not hot, you’re COOL.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a webpage?: well, a blog page but not one that i make and update&lt;br /&gt;Deep Thoughts About Life and You in it&lt;br /&gt;Do you live in the moment?: usually&lt;br /&gt;Do you consider yourself tolerant of others?: yeah, for the most part&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any secrets?: i guess&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate yourself?: not really,…. In fact, not at all&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your handwriting?: no, i change it a lot&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any bad habits?: i don't know, i bite my nails sometimes, and never do my homework&lt;br /&gt;What is the compliment you get from most people?: good looks, great hair (they’re damn curly)&lt;br /&gt;If a movie was made about your life, what would it be called? That's kind of tough...Crazy girls hate b***ches!&lt;br /&gt;What's your biggest fear?: looking horrible (Pamela Anderson!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Can you sing?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever pretend to be someone else just to look cool? Umm...i have sometimes, but not usually&lt;br /&gt;Are you a loner?: nope, although i like being alone at times&lt;br /&gt;What are your #1 priorities in life?: being crazy famous, maybe model for that, and meeting my love Yuvraj&lt;br /&gt;If you were another person, would you be friends with you?: maybe, yeah, though I’d be jealous of me&lt;br /&gt;Are you a daredevil?: very much so&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything you fear or hate about yourself?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Are you passive or agressive?: depends on the situation and the person with me&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a journal?: yeah, I do write in it ..now and then, and it’s pretty good&lt;br /&gt;What is your greatest strength and weakness?: Greatest strength – mature thinking, weakness – not enough will to succeed&lt;br /&gt;If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?: umm..breast size (just kidding), motivation&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you are emotionally strong?: think concrete!&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything you regret doing/not doing in life?: dunno&lt;br /&gt;Do you think life has been good so far?: yeah, over all&lt;br /&gt;What is the most important lesson you've learned from life?: do your best&lt;br /&gt;What do you like the most about your body?: pretty good looks, and a toned upper body&lt;br /&gt;And least?: thighs and legs, an yeah- hips&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you are good looking?: I’m not narcissus, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Are you confident?: in most cases&lt;br /&gt;What is the fictional character you are most like?: can’t think…..Sherlock holmes ?(I’m pretty good at detective work)&lt;br /&gt;Are you perceived wrongly?: no i don't think so&lt;br /&gt;Do You...&lt;br /&gt;Smoke?: nope&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do drugs?: nahh&lt;br /&gt;Read the newspaper?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Pray?: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Go to temple?: sometimes &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sleep with stuffed animals?: that was long back&lt;br /&gt;Take walks in the rain?: love it!&lt;br /&gt;Talk to people even though you hate them?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Drive?: nope&lt;br /&gt;Like to drive fast?: ...&lt;br /&gt;Would or Have You Ever?&lt;br /&gt;Liked your voice?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Hurt yourself?: no&lt;br /&gt;Been out of the country?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Eaten something that made other people sick?: tried to&lt;br /&gt;Been in love?: don't think so&lt;br /&gt;Done drugs?: nah&lt;br /&gt;Gone skinny dipping?: never&lt;br /&gt;Had a medical emergency?: nope&lt;br /&gt;Had surgery?: nope&lt;br /&gt;Ran away from home?: nah&lt;br /&gt;Played strip poker?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Gotten beaten up?: nope&lt;br /&gt;Beaten someone up?: sorta&lt;br /&gt;Been picked on?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Been on stage?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Slept outdoors?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Thought about suicide?: pleeeeaaase!&lt;br /&gt;Pulled an all nighter?: not yet&lt;br /&gt;If yes, what is your record?: ….&lt;br /&gt;Gone one day without food?: can’t even imagine that!&lt;br /&gt;Talked on the phone all night?: sorta&lt;br /&gt;Slept together with the opposite sex w/o actually having sex?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Slept all day?: nah&lt;br /&gt;Killed someone?: no&lt;br /&gt;Made out with a stranger?: no&lt;br /&gt;Had sex with a stranger?: nope&lt;br /&gt;Thought you're going crazy?: yeahh&lt;br /&gt;Kissed the same sex?: wish to&lt;br /&gt;Done anything sexual with the same sex?: no&lt;br /&gt;Been betrayed?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Had a dream that came true?: talk about hundreds! (Am I psychic?)&lt;br /&gt;Broken the law?: dunno&lt;br /&gt;Met a famous person?: i don't think so&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever killed an animal by accident?: does a fly count?&lt;br /&gt;On purpose?: if it does count!&lt;br /&gt;Told a secret you swore you wouldn't tell?: maybe,…yeah&lt;br /&gt;Stolen anything?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Been on radio/tv?: no&lt;br /&gt;Had a nervous breakdown?: no, I’m strong&lt;br /&gt;Bungee jumped?: nope&lt;br /&gt;Had a dream that kept coming back?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Beliefs&lt;br /&gt;Belive in life on other planets?: think so&lt;br /&gt;Miracles?: yeah, i guess&lt;br /&gt;Astrology?: numerology came true in my case, so.…yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Magic?: nah&lt;br /&gt;God?: confused&lt;br /&gt;Satan?: no&lt;br /&gt;Santa?: no&lt;br /&gt;Ghosts?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Luck?: no&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight?: nope&lt;br /&gt;Yin and yang (that good cant exist w/o bad)?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Witches?: huh?&lt;br /&gt;Easter bunny?: nope&lt;br /&gt;Believe its possible to remain faithful forever?: not really for me&lt;br /&gt;Believe there’s a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow?: nope&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish on stars?: nah!&lt;br /&gt;Deep Theological Questions&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in the traditional view of Heaven and Hell?: not really&lt;br /&gt;Do you think God has a gender?: ummm…good question.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in organized religion?: what’s that?&lt;br /&gt;Where do you think we go when we die?: we die, so we aren’t able to GO anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Friends&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any gay/lesbian friends?: not anyone I know&lt;br /&gt;Who is your best friend?: umm Disha and Akanksha&lt;br /&gt;Who's the one person that knows most about you?: Akanksha&lt;br /&gt;What's the best advice that anyone has ever given to you?: that I have the ability but not the will to do what one in a million can.&lt;br /&gt;Your favourite inside joke?: ???&lt;br /&gt;Thing you're picked on most about?: being a bit on the thick side&lt;br /&gt;Who's your longest known friend?: Disha&lt;br /&gt;Newest?:Sanchita&lt;br /&gt;Shyest?: ummm…none&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Funniest?: Dhingra&lt;br /&gt;Sweetest?: Disha&lt;br /&gt;Closest?: i already said&lt;br /&gt;Weirdest?: Shivank, he’s so…stupid, but yet I like him.&lt;br /&gt;Smartest?: Ha, Shashank would love to know this.&lt;br /&gt;Ditziest?: Mehak&lt;br /&gt;Friends you miss being close to the most?: Disha&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last person you talked to online?: it's been a while. i don't remember&lt;br /&gt;Who do you talk to most online?: I don’t chat&lt;br /&gt;Who are you on the phone with most?: Akanksha, take it to be hours&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Who do you trust most?: Akanksha and Disha&lt;br /&gt;Who listens to your problems?: Disha&lt;br /&gt;Who do you fight most with?: Disha, we disagree on Yuvraj&lt;br /&gt;Who's the nicest?: everyone? (why wouldn't i have nice friends?)&lt;br /&gt;Who's the most outgoing?: Akanksha&lt;br /&gt;Who's the best singer?: uhhhh…..can’t think of anyone&lt;br /&gt;Who's on your shit-list?: For now, it’s Shifu&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought of having sex with a friend?: not yet&lt;br /&gt;Who's your second family?: the Jains&lt;br /&gt;Do you always feel understood?: no&lt;br /&gt;Who's the loudest friend?: Dhingra&lt;br /&gt;Do you trust others easily?: yeah, but after I’ve checked them out&lt;br /&gt;Who's house were you last at?: Pavitra&lt;br /&gt;Name one person who's arms you feel safe in:: Disha&lt;br /&gt;Do your friends know you?: i think so&lt;br /&gt;Friend Who Lives Farthest Away: Disha (Jaipur)&lt;br /&gt;Love and All That&lt;br /&gt;Do you consider love a mistake?: can be&lt;br /&gt;What do you find romantic?: umm i don't know, a sudden, and sensuous kiss after looking into each other’s eyes for, say, 2 minutes&lt;br /&gt;Turn-on?: a good chest&lt;br /&gt;Turn-off?: obnoxious personality&lt;br /&gt;First kiss?: not yet, I live in this stupid India where we don’t get to kiss at this age&lt;br /&gt;If someone u had no interest in had interest in dating u how would u feel?: i would feel flattered and flirt for a while; then dump and tell him i wasn't interested&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer knowing someone before dating them or going: yes&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever wished it was more socially acceptable 4 a girl 2 ask a guy out: no, i asked a guy I’d no interest in to go out with me so this doesn't really apply&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been romantically attracted to someone physically unattractive: nah.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think the opposite sex finds you good looking?: yes&lt;br /&gt;What is best about the opposite sex?: they're so much less committed and dramatic than my sex!&lt;br /&gt;What is the worst thing about the opposite sex?: they speak without thinking&lt;br /&gt;What's the last present someone gave you?: Akanksha gave me tops.&lt;br /&gt;Are you in love?: no&lt;br /&gt;Do you consider your significant other hot?: did you ask if i have significant other? i don't think so, because i don't&lt;br /&gt;Who Was the Last Person...&lt;br /&gt;That haunted you?: Devil, a guy who stared and stalked me non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;You wanted to kill?: I’ve never hated someone so seriously&lt;br /&gt;That you laughed at?: Shivank Khanna, he’s really funny&lt;br /&gt;That laughed at you?: A guy when he threw a water balloon at me&lt;br /&gt;That turned you on?: Ummm.. should I tell? Okay.. it was Rohan&lt;br /&gt;You went shopping with?: Akanksha, though we didn’t shop&lt;br /&gt;That broke your heart?: no one has broken my heart yet, all guyz I have crushes on manage to please me.&lt;br /&gt;To disappoint you?: my brother&lt;br /&gt;To ask you out?: :sorry&lt;br /&gt;To make you cry?: my grandfather, he’s at the hospital, trying to fight brain hammhoerhage&lt;br /&gt;To brighten up your day?: Yuvraj&lt;br /&gt;That you thought about?: Shashank (i had a dream about him so it wasn't completely random)&lt;br /&gt;You saw a movie with?: My brother&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You talked to on the phone?: Akanksha&lt;br /&gt;You talked to through IM/ICQ?: none&lt;br /&gt;You saw?: me, in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;You lost?: ….&lt;br /&gt;Right This Moment...&lt;br /&gt;Are you going out?: no&lt;br /&gt;Will it be with your significant other?: no&lt;br /&gt;Or some random person?: no&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing right now?: my blue jeans and a Westside kurta which was “TOO TIGHT” accrding to my parents, but I bought it anyway, as it was sexy.&lt;br /&gt;Body part you're touching right now: none, my hands are on the mouse and keyboard&lt;br /&gt;What are you worried about right now?: grandfather, and my Board exam day after tomorrow (SST, eeeeeeeek!!!)&lt;br /&gt;What book are you reading?: SSt book&lt;br /&gt;What's on your mousepad?: i don't have a mouse pad..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Use 5 words to describe how you're feeling: i feel fat and a person who’s about to score badly&lt;br /&gt;Are you bored?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Are you tired?: yes.&lt;br /&gt;Are you talking to anyone online?: no&lt;br /&gt;Are you talking to anyone on the phone?: no&lt;br /&gt;Are you lonely or content?: a little bit of both&lt;br /&gt;Are you listening to music?: Jennifer lopez- Ain’t it funny&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-114113257315828535?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/114113257315828535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=114113257315828535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114113257315828535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114113257315828535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2006/02/aakriti-random-check.html' title='Aakriti Random Check'/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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-22710377.post-114112658594939995</id><published>2006-02-28T03:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T03:36:25.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YUVRAJ IS KING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/1600/19th%20February%202006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/320/19th%20February%202006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/1600/107n.o.%20MoM%2Cseries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/320/107n.o.%20MoM%2Cseries.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi this is Aakriti again. You know what, Yuvraj got the Man of the Series and the Man of the match award on 19th February. He smashed 107* runs in 93 balls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-114112658594939995?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/114112658594939995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=114112658594939995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114112658594939995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114112658594939995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2006/02/yuvraj-is-king.html' title='YUVRAJ IS KING'/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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-22710377.post-114045070298625779</id><published>2006-02-20T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T07:51:42.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/1600/sea.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6496/2314/400/sea.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my Yuvi, the great Indian cricketer and the sexiest man alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22710377-114045070298625779?l=gr8aakriti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/feeds/114045070298625779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22710377&amp;postID=114045070298625779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114045070298625779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22710377/posts/default/114045070298625779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gr8aakriti.blogspot.com/2006/02/this-is-my-yuvi-great-indian-cricketer.html' title=''/><author><name>`AATU`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12296549898522868454</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>
