<?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-15174582</id><updated>2011-12-18T11:52:50.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Musings....</title><subtitle type='html'>Well, as the name goes.. the posts are very random.. so read at your own risk!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Archana Hari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18168101368052999933</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>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174582.post-2919371049205497634</id><published>2007-10-29T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T00:25:23.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jab we met - Entertainer</title><content type='html'>Hari had dragged me kicking and screaming to watch this movie... I have always maintained a strong dislike for Kareena and firmly believed that Shahid can't act for nuts... This movie totally turned my opinion around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  For the first time, someone has given Kareena a  role which is perfect for her.. an irritating chatterbox who talks 24 X 7... man! has she played it to perfection! she got on your nerves with her constant bakar bakar.. but yes, some of the punch lines were outstanding (kudos to the dialogue writer) like the one in which she tells Shahid... "oh! the famed silence and all!" Her serious side in the latter half is quite tolerable and thankfully does not last too long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I never believed I would say this about Shahid... he can act! one or two scenes where he has overacted... but on the whole.. plays his role of a i-gave-up-on-life very well... This is the first time I noticed his acting capabilities beyond his kiddish face.. hope he gets some good roles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This blog would be incomplete if I don't mention how completely lattu I was over Shahid's dancing style! that dude has got style.. and as far as I am concerned he is hajar better than Hrithik Roshan who is too flexible for a guy... which gives his dance a slight touch of feminity... anyways.. my jaws dropped when I saw Shahid's dance movements yesterday... I know I know... he has been dancing well for ages now.. but somehow his miserable acting/ selection of roles completely biased me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; don't miss this one.. its a complete entertainer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15174582-2919371049205497634?l=itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/feeds/2919371049205497634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174582&amp;postID=2919371049205497634' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/2919371049205497634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/2919371049205497634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/2007/10/jab-we-met-entertainer.html' title='Jab we met - Entertainer'/><author><name>Archana Hari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18168101368052999933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174582.post-3958208898014624380</id><published>2007-07-16T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T12:26:38.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some people i say!</title><content type='html'>This blog is being written to prove one man wrong... the one person who truly believes that this blog is dead... yes... I am talking about none other than the one and only Mr. Faiz Azim... the one who recently resurrected his blog and now goes about claiming everyone else's blog is dead... hmpf to you dude... this blog is alive and kicking!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; well, to give him credit... this blog was almost dead... google even refused to recognise that my blog existed!!! i had wrestle my way through a thousand recover-blog emails before i could get to this stage...  the irony of it all is that i forgot my username which was very aptly "dori_the_forgetful"!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To some extent I need to thank Forest Whitaker as well for helping me revive this blog... The extra gory scenes in The Last King of Scotland made me set about reviving this fiefdom of mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So hear all ye people of the world - I am back!!! I am back to force my unsolicited opinions on all you vela (for the uninitiated, vela = jobless) junta out there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15174582-3958208898014624380?l=itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/feeds/3958208898014624380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174582&amp;postID=3958208898014624380' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/3958208898014624380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/3958208898014624380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/2007/07/some-people-i-say.html' title='Some people i say!'/><author><name>Archana Hari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18168101368052999933</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-15174582.post-115258442921167229</id><published>2006-07-10T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T19:20:29.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day goes by...</title><content type='html'>Have you ever tried moving away from yourself and looking at your life from a third person's view? if you have not, you should.. it gives a lot of clarity.. i don't do it all the time.. but thats mainly because it doesn't occur to me when i really need it to! but the times i have actually done it.. i felt really good about my life.. i almost have everything i would ever want.. a good family.. a good job.. and friends who would not give up a single chance to pull my leg! (grrrr to all of you!) but thats all only till i take this someone-else's-view.. back to me.. and i keep griping about how i have to work long hours.. why coffee can't stay hot forever.. so on and so forth.. in the broader perspective of life.. these things hardly matter.. but our (atleast mine!) mind refuses to accept it.. guess there is no end wanting something in life.. and come to think of it.. thats what really keeps us going.. otherwise, whats the purpose of living when you have everything you would ever want! anyways.. that about all the random musings for the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; btw, watched Corporate.. and for all you guys who thought you should watch atleast for bipashu, the witch.. let me warn you that she is fully and formally dressed in the entire movie.. and has actually attempted to act.. but thats it.. its only an attempt and no more.. anyways.. i shall let Hari have the honours of ramming the movie more.. :) shall sign off now and try to put my office resources to better use now.. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15174582-115258442921167229?l=itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/feeds/115258442921167229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174582&amp;postID=115258442921167229' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/115258442921167229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/115258442921167229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/2006/07/another-day-goes-by.html' title='Another day goes by...'/><author><name>Archana Hari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18168101368052999933</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-15174582.post-114603431903955743</id><published>2006-04-25T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T23:51:59.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beware! Your mom is watching you...</title><content type='html'>There are a zillion new technologies that are coming up everyday some of which make living hajar easier than before while others just ruin the peace in our lives! I came across one, which will do more of the latter than the former, in the paper today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This one is about your parents being able to track you wherever you go by just clicking a few buttons on their mobile! well, yes.. it &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;amazing that they fitthe whole GPS into our small mobile phones.. but to me it also indicates that our parents do not trust us.. Do they have to use a GPS to track us down.. wouldn't a simple phone call do? anyways.. i find it ridiculous.. and have the strongest hunch that this product is not going to be a blockbuster!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15174582-114603431903955743?l=itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/feeds/114603431903955743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174582&amp;postID=114603431903955743' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/114603431903955743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/114603431903955743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/2006/04/beware-your-mom-is-watching-you.html' title='Beware! Your mom is watching you...'/><author><name>Archana Hari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18168101368052999933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174582.post-114439705530582017</id><published>2006-04-07T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T10:42:10.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>naya ghar.. nayee shehar.. badiya hai!</title><content type='html'>While in college I always wanted to work from Bangalore.. those days it was the only city which in my mind fitted the description "cool"... well, Murphy had his way and i landed up in my hometown for my first job! the story doesn't end there btw.. (Subtitle: after three years) During placements in MDI, I wanted to be in Mumbai (ob for more reasons than one! :p).. well, things might change.. the world can turn upside down and martians will arrive on earth.. but Murphy will have his way! out of the ten companies i applied to, nine were in Mumbai and one in Bangalore.. no prizes for guessing where i am going now! some people might say that another way to look at it is that your wish has been fulfilled, albeit a bit delayed.. yes.. that is indeed true.. but i am sorry.. the reasons are no longer there! (a) Bangalore is no longer the "cool" city.. its become too crowded and has lost its charm.. and(b) well... thats a personal reason.. interested people might contact me.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; so here i am.. at the threshold of a new chapter in life.. as i see it.. its going to be one exciting journey! a new lifestyle.. that of a grown-up.. grown-up.. hmmm.. there is this a question i have always asked myself.. am i really matured enough? there have been times when i consciously have behaved "unlike my age".. but thats how i want it to be! i don't want to let that kid in me die! i still want to jump up and down when i am really happy.. i still want to be able to climb over walls.. i still want to play pranks on friends!! guess thats one of the reasons i love kids.. i enjoy watching them do things which would be weird (and get me a free pass in a mental asylum!) if i do them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; well, thats about all the scribbling for today.. i shall be shifting to Bangalore and will kickstart on my new job soon.. Bangalore! Here i come! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15174582-114439705530582017?l=itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/feeds/114439705530582017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174582&amp;postID=114439705530582017' title='40 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/114439705530582017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/114439705530582017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/2006/04/naya-ghar-nayee-shehar-badiya-hai.html' title='naya ghar.. nayee shehar.. badiya hai!'/><author><name>Archana Hari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18168101368052999933</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>40</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174582.post-114149590076056641</id><published>2006-03-04T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T21:50:17.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kabhi khushi kabhi gham...</title><content type='html'>today has been a day of mixed feelings.. excitement in the morning.. depression in the eve.. and tomorrow.. another chapter in my life ends... yes, i officially completed my MBA today.. Sunil Bharti Mittal was the chief guest.. it was, well, a genuine speech.. he meant every word he said.. and when he spoke of the wonders that India has achieved in the past.. he took pride in each and every incident.. it was quite inspiring actually!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that.. we did our usual cap throwing thingie.. it was good fun.. it gave a sense of freedom.. of having achieved something.. well, the afternoon went off in packing off my things and sending it with the packers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evening was movie time as noone was left in the hostel.. saw Taxi no. 9 2 11... hmmm.. well, it was an arbit movie.. with arbit characters.. with an arbit story.. bah. somebody please put some sense into John Abraham.. that guy can't act for nuts.. his eyes are blank.. one would think that he would carry off a sauve role like the one in Taxi No. 9211 really well.. but no.. don't harbour any such hopes.. he could not done any worse.. Nana Patekar is the saving grace of the movie.. though his character was arbit.. he did a good job..  one-time watchable... timepass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15174582-114149590076056641?l=itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/feeds/114149590076056641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174582&amp;postID=114149590076056641' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/114149590076056641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/114149590076056641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/2006/03/kabhi-khushi-kabhi-gham.html' title='kabhi khushi kabhi gham...'/><author><name>Archana Hari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18168101368052999933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174582.post-113682976503009367</id><published>2006-01-09T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T10:02:45.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My indecision is final.</title><content type='html'>Placements are coming nearer by the day.. though there is a vague idea of what i really want to do.. there is this uncertainty which haunts you whether you will get what you want.. the uncertainty inherent in everything.. should i wake up now or later? should i take bath now or later (that question of course arises only after third consecutive day without a bath.. ) and then there are the bigger questions in life like.. will the lunch be good or not? sigh... the list never ends.. and not to forget.. restaurants! man! do they scare me? especially when they gets these books called menu card.. i have always wondered what made those guys think that we would be judging the restaurant by the size of their menu book... it sends a shiver down my spine when i think i have to decide from among so many dishes.. i have, till now, successfully avoided the nightmare of a decision by putting the onus on the persons who comes with me.. but it becomes diffcult to do that when you are going out with someone for the first time.. &lt;em&gt;brrr&lt;/em&gt;.. lord! may i never see such a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The question of this season is... Should i apply to this company or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; the risk averse side of me says with that scared expression.. HEDGE HEDGE HEDGE!! (yes, i am specialising in finance) go apply to everything.. and the other risk loving part says.. kya bakwas.. apply to only what you would like to do.. i am torn between these two sides.. to see which is the right side.. i have got to decide which side i am facing! :-S bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; so the moral of all this is.. Indecision is the only decision in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15174582-113682976503009367?l=itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/feeds/113682976503009367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174582&amp;postID=113682976503009367' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/113682976503009367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/113682976503009367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-indecision-is-final.html' title='My indecision is final.'/><author><name>Archana Hari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18168101368052999933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174582.post-113580351030887352</id><published>2005-12-28T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T12:58:30.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music to my ears..</title><content type='html'>it feels nice.. the music is soothing.. the ambience is romantic.. head on my partner's shoulder.. a light smile on my lips.. life is beautiful! and its all in my head.. a snap of the fingers brings me back to reality.. where there is noise all around you.. there are all kinds of people.. some relaxed.. some in an eternal hurry to get somewhere.. some so lost that they don't move from their place at all.. it is interesting how not a single person is the exact copy of another person characterwise.. i can almost picture god sitting in front of a huge palette of different characteristics.. and picking up a different combination each time when he creates a human being.. ok ok.. i know my imagination is vivid.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; so are my dreams.. there are times when i can remeber whole dreams.. i still remember one i saw in my childhood.. in which there are a lot of cartoon characters and me.. we are  travelling in a train and somewhere along the way.. we are alerted that the track ahead is broken and that we are going to derail.. we are terrified.. as the stretch comes nearer.. we huddle close to each other.. all of sudden.. out of nowhere to our rescue comes my father! by some miracle he repairs the track before we reach it and gets us safely to our destination!! :) yeah yeah.. i know its quite bizzare.. well.. thats why it was a dream and not reality! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15174582-113580351030887352?l=itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/feeds/113580351030887352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174582&amp;postID=113580351030887352' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/113580351030887352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/113580351030887352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/2005/12/music-to-my-ears.html' title='Music to my ears..'/><author><name>Archana Hari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18168101368052999933</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-15174582.post-113571116696647637</id><published>2005-12-27T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T04:53:28.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yagooooooooooo!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;well well.. i am quite surprised myself! i am bloggin for the second continuous day!! pat pat! (thats the pat on my back! :p )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was chatting with this friend-cum cousin of mine.. and during the course of the conversation i sent the laugh-aloud emoticon.. well.. guess what.. i am still laughing.. yagoo, for some reason, thought it was a nice idea to let the laughing emoticon be.. boss, my jaw hurts!! but yes, i must give due credit for introducing the audibles!! they rock!! :) my favourite is jai jo! (comes in the China audibles) we have this timepass in college where we just have one hour long conversations using only these audibles (yes.. &lt;/span&gt;sometimes&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; you are that vela in MBA! there goes all the stories about a tough life at a B-school!).. its quite fun.. the one who runs out of an appropriate audible loses.. maybe you should try it too.. its good timepass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. placements are nearing.. (this time i am forewarning that i am going to take a break from blogging! :p) so shall the read up something for that now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15174582-113571116696647637?l=itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/feeds/113571116696647637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174582&amp;postID=113571116696647637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/113571116696647637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/113571116696647637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/2005/12/yagooooooooooo.html' title='Yagooooooooooo!!!'/><author><name>Archana Hari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18168101368052999933</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-15174582.post-113562229431108543</id><published>2005-12-26T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T10:56:45.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pakdo Pakdo!!!</title><content type='html'>was all i could think of when the guy on the bike snatched the bag from me.. coming back on a rickshaw, from a funfilled dinner treat by one of my friends at 10:30 tonight.. i fought with the rickshaw waala because he was charging us arbitly by taking a short cut instead of the normal route when we were half way to college.. after a threat to take another rickshaw he agreed to charge us proeperly.. after this showdown in the middle of the road, we we were merrily discussing things about my friend's boyfriend and how there was very little time left for us in this place when the road started getting bumpy and all of us were struggling not to fall off from the rickshaw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden i felt a tug at my hand.. i thought that the bag i was holding (my friend's) got stuck somewhere.. the second tug was harder and i realised that a guy was trying to snatch it.. i struggled with him for about half a minute to get the bag.. but in vain.. :( i kept screaming pakdo!! pakdo!! to the nearby Sumo drivers who themselves were too stunned to react.. and the guy got away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first thought when i realised that the bag was being stolen was that it might carry my friend's mobile phones.. i was totally shaken.. thankfully.. they were in her jacket pocket.. it was quite a nerve racking incident.. and taught me an important lesson.. never go out late at night unless you have a car.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a new thing that i realised about myself.. i was neither scared nor nervous.. i was just getting angry at that guy trying to take away my belonging.. i wanted to fight.. wanted the beat the hell out of him.. if i had had a bike i would have gone after him.. now, i am not saying thats the wisest thing to do.. but in that moment of anger i would have done anything to catch that @$^*^%%$#..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was the end of an eventful evening.. and yeah.. sorry for staying away from blogging.. got busy with yuckjams!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15174582-113562229431108543?l=itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/feeds/113562229431108543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174582&amp;postID=113562229431108543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/113562229431108543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/113562229431108543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/2005/12/pakdo-pakdo.html' title='Pakdo Pakdo!!!'/><author><name>Archana Hari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18168101368052999933</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-15174582.post-113149347421008988</id><published>2005-11-08T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T15:44:34.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solution to ego clashes: Don't get into one!!</title><content type='html'>Well.. my topic i admit is not original.. adopted from Warren Buffet's quote that says thay the only way not to lose money in an auction is not to get into one!! :)  i like this funda of avoiding something which you know for sure will only cause you harm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have learnt the hard way that when you are somehow connected to an ego clash.. there is no stand you can take! neither can you support one party nor can you support the other especially when both of them are friends.. the real problem is not not being able to take sides.. the real problem is that you can't even stay neutral!! :( then each one thinks that you have betrayed their friendship and all the big words connected to it.. i hate getting into fights or acting as a mediator for one!! its goddamn disturbing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; For all this big speech that i am giving i used to fight a lot in school.. even as late as 12th standard.. any fights in the class and you can see me either taking sides or mediating.. think somewhere along the line i reached a saturation stage when i said enough is enough!! i am just staying away from all this! i want some peace of mind.. no.. that doesn't mean i wanted to become a sanyasi and do penance the rest of my life! i just decided that i would avoid fighting as much as possible and not be even remotely connected to any that might be going on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; By now i suppose you must have thought that i am a peace loving soft-spoken girl who really nice and submissive.. i have tried hard to create such an impression.. but no!! its never happened!! :( well, i don't fight but i do argue.. again, strictly restricted only to my close friends and of course my dear dear mom.. with whom well, i just can't help arguing!! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; anyways.. thats a long lecture about fighting.. we had a Sonal Mansingh show day before yesterday.. odisi dance.. it was damn nice.. the dance per se was not as graceful as bharatanatyam (which is the most graceful dance i have seen) but a lot more expressive.. the movements were not restricted and comparable to our day-to-day hand and leg movements.. quite loose i would say but nonetheless enjoyable.. behind the scenes was terrible though, Sonal turned out to be, err.. quite "demanding".. from what i hear, the organisers had one hell of a time managing her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i guess with talent comes a bit of arrogance.. there are very few who are really great by which i mean highly talented and humble at the same time.. i have been lucky to meet a few and i sure do hope to many more!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15174582-113149347421008988?l=itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/feeds/113149347421008988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174582&amp;postID=113149347421008988' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/113149347421008988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/113149347421008988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/2005/11/solution-to-ego-clashes-dont-get-into.html' title='Solution to ego clashes: Don&apos;t get into one!!'/><author><name>Archana Hari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18168101368052999933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174582.post-113087774646775161</id><published>2005-11-01T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T12:42:26.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diwali Dhamaka!!!</title><content type='html'>the day didn't begin with a bang as it would if i had been in Chennai.. in fact, it started quite late!! i woke up reluctantly around 11:30.. the first thought that came to my mind was.. well, what the hell do i do now??!! since i could not think of anything useful i went right back to sleep! woke up finally at 12:30.. which is not bad considering the fact that i was not even hungry and well.. again.. i didn't know what the hell to do!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; damn.. some idiot is bursting crackers now!! whacko!! when i was a kid (thats till 5th std or so) we used to have a competition of who bursts the first cracker in our street (we had hajar kids in our street then).. and my dad used to promptly burst the first atom bomb at around 4.. well.. not only did it successfully wake up the whole community.. it woke us up too!!! :( at that time it was all exciting.. now, when i think about it, it feels weird that i not only did i entertain the idea of waking up at 4 but actually was excited about it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; somehow the idea of bursting crackers are no more appealing.. in fact, its quite annoying.. all the noise.. and of course the smoke.. now in the name of giving myself credit for reducing potential pollution in the community i actually avoid crackers simply because they cause suffocation for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; well, today was actually a great day.. something happened which has changed my life completely.. i know i know.. it all sounds mysterious.. but just could not mentioning it.. :) those who are really interested to know may ping me! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; the day is more or less over for me.. gonna read deception point.. and then sleep.. oh btw.. if any of you has not read it till now.. please don't even try!! you know that stress curve (or was it yiled curve.. no thats in finance.. whatever.. its a very famous curve in engineering!) where there is a breaking point.. the point where the stress gets too much and the metal cracks? well.. guess what.. Dan Brown has deception point.. this is point where he thought that he can deceive (read bore!)  his readers to the maximum extent! i have been reading this book for a week now.. and it just doesn't seem to get over!! i strongly advice all you nice people out there to stay away from the book! its crap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15174582-113087774646775161?l=itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/feeds/113087774646775161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174582&amp;postID=113087774646775161' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/113087774646775161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/113087774646775161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/2005/11/diwali-dhamaka.html' title='Diwali Dhamaka!!!'/><author><name>Archana Hari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18168101368052999933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174582.post-113063571585565653</id><published>2005-10-29T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T18:28:35.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i saw the sunrise!!!</title><content type='html'>yes.. i am experiencing the sunrise in gurgaon.. now whats so special about this?!!?.. well, two reasons.. one because i have never got up so early.. and two because this is one of the few days when i didn't sleep at all.. and now have successfully have spent 27 hrs awake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and suddenly i feel exhausted.. maybe i'll catch some shuteye.. problem is i got to be up by 8.. thats one hour away.. am still of two minds whether i should sleep or not!! anyways.. am atleast decided that i am not continuing blogging for tonight..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15174582-113063571585565653?l=itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/feeds/113063571585565653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174582&amp;postID=113063571585565653' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/113063571585565653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/113063571585565653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-saw-sunrise.html' title='i saw the sunrise!!!'/><author><name>Archana Hari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18168101368052999933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174582.post-113054360318449093</id><published>2005-10-28T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T16:53:23.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what the....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Warning:&lt;/strong&gt; This post maybe injurious to your health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Its 4:50 in the morning.. i have just come back to my room from a day which seemed, not 24 hours, but 48 hours long! and i am blogging.. well, kindly refer to the first line of the mail before you proceed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; if you here.. well, i must appreciate your courage.. anyways.. whatever.. the long day i was talking about.. yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; day started off with me getting up late.. and hence rushing for a meeting at 9.. had to brief my group as to what the hell i had done in the banking presentation.. off to class.. the presentation went quite well.. i got the feeling Sir was largely pleased with what we had done.. well.. there could have been no other way.. he was the one who told what we need to do!! :p man.. this place is cold.. &lt;em&gt;brrrr&lt;/em&gt;... and i don't have my blanket!! :( how in heaven's name am i going to sleep tonight.. rather today morning?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; when i started off writing this post.. i was thinking about talking in one's sleep.. i do that a lot.. i have solved maths problems and sung songs.. scared my mom.. no, not by singing songs.. actually.. i don't know.. i need to ask her this.. in college.. i never used to sleep alone.. was too scared to actually.. slept in my friend's (Kitty's) room.. she used to tell me all that i had blabbered the previous night.. once one another girl came to our room and it seems i asked Kitty to throw the girl out or something similar to that.. :p anyways.. thats long back.. now i sleep too little to blabber.. no actually not.. the other day my friend here was saying that i was talking about creating a financial instrument with movies as the underlying asset! bah. now don't think i am a geek  or something.. i have no clue why that came up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; oh yeah.. i was talking about today.. i watched The march of the penguins today.. damn good movie.. four of us were watching it.. and when they were showing a scene of the mating process.. one guy went.. "but.. won't it hurt?".. all three of us looked at each other and burst out laughing!! we adviced him that he would find out when he gets married!! :)  good fun! the rest of the movie went pulling that poor guy's leg!! on a more serious note.. the movie was really beautiful.. and man.. Morgan Freeman has an amazing voice!! he was doing the narration.. whoa!! i like guys with a nice voice.. there is this newsreader.. Chetan in Headlines.. sexy deep voice.. first time i heard it was in BT Acumen debate.. after that i have increased my Headlines viewing! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; hmmm... i think its time i slept.. i have been staring at the screen for the past five minutes.. thinking now, what was i writing about? my brain is refusing to respond.. my vocabulary skills is getting poorer by the nanosecond.. and before i lapse into unintelligible language.. i will stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15174582-113054360318449093?l=itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/feeds/113054360318449093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174582&amp;postID=113054360318449093' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/113054360318449093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/113054360318449093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/2005/10/what_28.html' title='what the....'/><author><name>Archana Hari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18168101368052999933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174582.post-112949944955555094</id><published>2005-10-16T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T14:50:49.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A weekend at the malls...</title><content type='html'>hmmmm.. i just realised that i could use this title every monday!!! There is nowhere else to go during the weekend in this godforsaken place!!! Anybody wants to start a bar out there?!!? Come to Gurgaon!! You'll break even in the second week and make abnormal profits in a month! again.. you can thank the place.. people drift to bars for the want of doing something (apart from going to the malls that is)..  i wonder what will happen to this place if they make it a dry state like Gujarat.. the economy will crash i bet!! this place will be in ruins.. (not that it is not already!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; One aspect of this place which stands out prominently is the disparity in income.. there are the very rich and then the very poor... there is noone in between.. and you know whats the result of this.. there are only cycle rickshaws for transport!!! so poor students like me who lie somewhere in between are the sufferers! :( but with ITES developing in a big way.. the middle level is slowly seeping in.. but i do not want to stick around long enough to see better buses and auto rickshaws!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Enough cursing for the day i think.. or maybe i'll continue later.. :p had an amazing weekend with friends.. which involved dinner at a friend's place.. and then movie (flightplan).. it was ok types movie.. two stars is what i would give it.. the scene to watch out is when Jodie foster says "I want to use the restroom." and the therapist takes off her glasses, looks at her seriously and says.. "I think that is a very good idea. please go ahead." it was goddamn comical!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ok.. now i really got to get down to some serious studying.. another hour before i sleep and got a class at 8:30 for which i have kept four alarms (two machine  and two human!) hope i attend it!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15174582-112949944955555094?l=itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/feeds/112949944955555094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174582&amp;postID=112949944955555094' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/112949944955555094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/112949944955555094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/2005/10/weekend-at-malls_16.html' title='A weekend at the malls...'/><author><name>Archana Hari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18168101368052999933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174582.post-112929980957349138</id><published>2005-10-14T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T07:23:29.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>continuing after the break....</title><content type='html'>ha!! so you thought i was dead.. nopes.. no chance! me alive but not exactly kicking.. i know this one is coming after a long hiatus.. don't blame me.. its the fourth term.. slogged my way through it.. but then, i have nothing to complain about.. i actually liked studying!!! anyways.. am gonna try being a bit regular at blogging.. (or so i hope!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me been having my share of fun.. been watching a lot of movies lately.. even watched the tam movie, Ghajini.. which turned out to be a cheap imitation of Memento.. btw, for all those out there who have not watched Memento yet.. please jump out of the window right now!! alternatively you could rush to the nearest cd shop get the vcd and watch the movie!!! awesome movie.. amazing funda.. i have this attraction for funda movies.. and so obviously my favourites include pulp fiction, fightclub, memento, usual suspects (again being cheaply copied in the movie Chocolate!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wait.. its not only movies... last week there was a party in our college.. and after a long long gap.. i got to dance.. man!!! i was in seveth heaven.. danced away till three in the night.. of course, i was unable to move an inch the next day.. but who cares!!! if i had to do it again, i would! personally, i feel that dance is the best way to express one's emotions.. it means using your whole self to tell people what you feel.. every part of you speaks.. and i am getting a bit emotional on the subject.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its weekend! which means sleep late wake up late eat late.. basically do everything you want late!!! yippeeee!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15174582-112929980957349138?l=itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/feeds/112929980957349138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174582&amp;postID=112929980957349138' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/112929980957349138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/112929980957349138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/2005/10/continuing-after-break.html' title='continuing after the break....'/><author><name>Archana Hari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18168101368052999933</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-15174582.post-112336346449119341</id><published>2005-08-06T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T14:24:24.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats in a name...</title><content type='html'>After a one hour long struggle with blogger to get a url name.. i gave up looking for ones i wanted and decided to dedicate one to the site itself.. which is why the name..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. this being my first post i am trying to think up of something innovative to write about.. something which i'll look at after a few years with a contended smile and sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(after 5 minutes) creativity is not my cup of coffee (because i like it better than tea)!! now don't think it took me only 5 minutes to find that out.. i had known it for a long time now.. thought i'll give it a shot one more time.. i am proud of my determination at being unsuccessful!! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aah! looks like the universe is against my blogging! first my comp hung.. then when it finally rebooted i forgot my username to log in! ha!! but i am not the one to give up so easily.. after a few minutes of trying really really hard to remember what it was.. i asked blogger to send it to me.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishes kept coming for friendship day sometime back from junta.. which left me thinking.. there are a hajar Days in a year which mean nothing to us except a few more zeros in Archies or Hallmarks bottomline.. the hype they create around this otherwise normal days is phenomenal (valentine's day being the biggest).. i must give it to them for creatively sustaining the interest!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15174582-112336346449119341?l=itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/feeds/112336346449119341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174582&amp;postID=112336346449119341' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/112336346449119341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174582/posts/default/112336346449119341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsuretookalongtime.blogspot.com/2005/08/whats-in-name.html' title='Whats in a name...'/><author><name>Archana Hari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18168101368052999933</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></feed>
