<?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-6635022631862986079</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:35:29.049-08:00</updated><category term='Life is beautiful by de way we look at it'/><category term='2009 A Love Story'/><category term='Colourful Moments...Dayz...Yup.. College 2004 - 2008.'/><category term='My First love N her name starts with R'/><category term='Kamal Hassan'/><title type='text'>▐ ■Kä(/)ä£■▐ ▐ ■Þä®†|-|ä§ä®ä†|-|¡■▐</title><subtitle type='html'>The Black &amp;amp; White Frames Of My Life, With Pinch Of Colours!.!.!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>▐ ■Kä(/)ä£■▐ ▐ ■Þä®†|-|ä§ä®ä†|-|¡■▐</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17409651005872225559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TE0MK0wh-vI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7hgLrT75oXg/S220/Image042.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635022631862986079.post-7979130777972032987</id><published>2010-09-19T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T02:59:53.983-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009 A Love Story'/><title type='text'>If Love is Blind, Me too then:-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TJaeWGo52bI/AAAAAAAAAZY/1Bk845Skdzg/s1600/Net+Fishing+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TJaeWGo52bI/AAAAAAAAAZY/1Bk845Skdzg/s320/Net+Fishing+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518772495965608370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Started with Wrong call n juz life movin on as relation...Wat am i doin?.?..  Days n nights i had thinked bout it..  Paaara How come a gal juz came next to me holding my hand trustin me by juz wat i had blaberred.. Nambura mathiria ilaiyae...  And Never Knew where this relation might get end up.. No big hope too.. Nanum Sollikalam, M committed nu lik how other ppl raise dere collar n say.... Nothin so big...  Dayz rolled out, i can feel her in me... Oru mathiri iruku, oru smile al de tym in ma face seein her text.. felt her absence when she's not next to me.. she made me realise, how imp she's to me.. She made me love my fone, n she doesn know till now y i do love my fone so much, still she shouts if i keep my fone safe somewhere movin away from her.. he he he.. hours together in call (only out going, No Incomin - Kadhai kadhaiya pesuva ana only Mis cal than), al de tym in sms (athu incomin plus outgoin, free la), never missed a chance to meet her( Munbeva Surya mathiri'la road'la ninu window seeing'la kooda).. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;But this relation dragged me to somewhere else, wich i didn even dreamed... If i could pick de best moments of ma life n for sure u ppl can find her in each n every frame,but dunno wat i did to her so far but i know she didn leave anythin, to do somethin...  No more You n I, made it Us!... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Is it so easy to pick a gal through SMS?.?. Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Finally Truth outta her mouth, n de reason is " Absence of gravitation when she came to know me for the fisrt tym in Yahoo Messenger " he he he.. Vetti paiyan vera enna pannuvan sollunga??.. Ungala mathiri than nanum jolly messenger fryin nuts in chennai global chat.. every contact is fake, fulla spam mess than.. Irundalum Confidence la, keep on changin chat rooms... finally got a response from a female.. She said she's from Ramachandra Medical College nu, Ada Paaara, nearby ma residence Rhomba nalvana build up paniten, n juz for sample two snaps thaati viten- avalavu thapaaaa... Namba tamilnadu pathi than theriumla, snaps accept panathu kaga, my mobile no Free... he he he.. Anna Sathyama i didn think this gal ll save my no... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Suthi Valaichu Patha- ava thapa ennaku cal pannala pa, ada theriyama nanaeeee than call panni vamba correct pandrom'ra perula over bit'a pottu already correct aiyeeeeeta vala vambaaaa propose pani, ava accept panitanu collar thuki vitu suthitu erunden... Inda matter'ae ennaku, came to kno after a yr completion in relation... Eppadi Sikki iruken Pathigala Paaaaaaa! Aiyoooooooooooo Aiyoooooooooooooooooo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635022631862986079-7979130777972032987?l=kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/feeds/7979130777972032987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635022631862986079&amp;postID=7979130777972032987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/7979130777972032987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/7979130777972032987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/2010/09/eppadi-sikki-iruken-parunga-paaaaaa.html' title='If Love is Blind, Me too then:-)'/><author><name>▐ ■Kä(/)ä£■▐ ▐ ■Þä®†|-|ä§ä®ä†|-|¡■▐</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17409651005872225559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TE0MK0wh-vI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7hgLrT75oXg/S220/Image042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TJaeWGo52bI/AAAAAAAAAZY/1Bk845Skdzg/s72-c/Net+Fishing+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635022631862986079.post-3238063930957754843</id><published>2010-03-27T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T08:27:40.324-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009 A Love Story'/><title type='text'>"...Happy Birthday Chonnuuuu... "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/S7oBIanuZ-I/AAAAAAAAAYY/_xI7YSEtveU/s1600/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/S7oBIanuZ-I/AAAAAAAAAYY/_xI7YSEtveU/s320/birthday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456675142609299426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Juz a another fine evenin...Sun juz spreadin its colour al around the sky before it set'z... I'm sitting next to her, she was holding my hands N restin on my shoulders .. Could feel the love through her eyes.. .. Couldn even think, can someone love me lik tiz.. How come dis happened to me.. Such a beautiful devil for me?... How???... Droiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnn....Tortoise mosquito coil rotates in front of ma face, hmmmmmmmm yup flash back... Long long ago, very long ago.. he he he  some 20 yrs back 4th april, 1990... Full of smoke in and around, everyone were dressed up with gold, diamonds, kireedoms lik oldage devotional movies, and other side lotta gals with wings in white beautiful dress n ornaments... angels i guess.. Hmmmmm lighta back ground music continues... doiiiiiiunnnnnnn doiiiiiiiuuuuunnnnnnn... Everyone was enjoyin their evenin, galz performing a group dance in de mid of the hall... One woman came with tears to the centre of the hall...Music n dance is been paused for a moment, serious situation... Raja asked wat for u cryin... she replied.. yesterday born my kid was sleepin in bed, she got up n wen i asked her to come to me, she came from bed... n she dunno to walk properly....she slipped n fell down... tried to locate her.. but lotta pollution n population down couldn find... help me... Raja said.. a min... N he focussed his lens in his eyes with the power he've, n zoomin his sight  into the earth... He finds a hospital in Andaman" A Pinkish baby, rolled with white towel , next to a lady ... sayin itz My Birthday Today, Happy Birthday Bolo Chonu"... he he he he he.. Yea she's not juz an another gal, angel from heaven to make my life full of happiness.. Wish yo all success n colours to ur life.. Through out ma life i'll be adding al colours to ur life knowin u more than anyone....Loveeeeeeee Yo Chooooooo Much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Thiz is for you! Special One..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg"&gt;&lt;div class="1st"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Enaku piraku pirendaai yena varutha paten,  pinbu than unardu konden, uyir'atra silaiyai padai'patherkae pala maathangal agum  podhu, uyir ulla sirpam unai padaipatharku moondru varudangal avathu agatha  endru...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="1st"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="1st"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Loadz of Loveeeee! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="1st"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;KaMaL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="1st"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div id="insert"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="clear"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="break"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635022631862986079-3238063930957754843?l=kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/feeds/3238063930957754843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635022631862986079&amp;postID=3238063930957754843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/3238063930957754843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/3238063930957754843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birthday.html' title='&quot;...Happy Birthday Chonnuuuu... &quot;'/><author><name>▐ ■Kä(/)ä£■▐ ▐ ■Þä®†|-|ä§ä®ä†|-|¡■▐</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17409651005872225559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TE0MK0wh-vI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7hgLrT75oXg/S220/Image042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/S7oBIanuZ-I/AAAAAAAAAYY/_xI7YSEtveU/s72-c/birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635022631862986079.post-3386315703476626876</id><published>2010-03-25T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T10:52:22.760-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colourful Moments...Dayz...Yup.. College 2004 - 2008.'/><title type='text'>Monsoon, 2004.... September Dayzzzz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/S6uhdIAmbWI/AAAAAAAAAXA/H7JA1VT5Tsw/s1600/OgAAAFwDXTPYsaGPqyxiwSZuJ5EqNnqrv5I4yIczllJc97v2Myt9jTOTaiUM1flXtUAMj9f51o9XlPZ_6kH-WPClxEAAm1T1UDVRkMAym00j4_tOhiB01O1MscCb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/S6uhdIAmbWI/AAAAAAAAAXA/H7JA1VT5Tsw/s400/OgAAAFwDXTPYsaGPqyxiwSZuJ5EqNnqrv5I4yIczllJc97v2Myt9jTOTaiUM1flXtUAMj9f51o9XlPZ_6kH-WPClxEAAm1T1UDVRkMAym00j4_tOhiB01O1MscCb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452629295600397666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;3rd sep,2004.... De very 1st day of ma college...Compulsory blood donation camp been organised by the management in the seminar hall &amp;amp; dey named it as "Freshers Orientation"... Eppadi Sikki irukom pathingala....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;They didn inject us, no juice, not even biscuits but they made everyone to donate blood from ears.. he he he he...  My Batch 2004-2008 strength is 420... Almost everyone was dere... only sumar figures, even de gals might felt de same... he he he.. chill... After de big lecture to prove a single point, tiz's de No.1 engg college in the world, they allowed us to move to our classes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Hmmmmmm came to kno EEE &amp;amp; CSE combined together from the notice board... Entered the class, juz shocked al de gals were good lookin ... juz meltin down dere seein dem....  Ipaddi Sonna na Poi solren u guyz very well Know.. Aheeeem Aheeeeeem!... So, lemme continue the things happened... he he he he!.. but something was good.. class strength was 90... really uncontrollable by a Rec Lecturer.. Oraeeee introdution than... every one seems pakka padipz... almost everybody scored more than 85% in their 12th, m juz 76%... Oraeee beeethi... if someone might asks me any questions nu... Not much talks with classmates everyone was quite silent, 3 ppl were sharing a bench... where else i might have occupied, last bench only... Fella next to me poked me callin "NANBA" he he he he he he..  Here cumes the Entry of Mr.Love (Anbu)..... he he he...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635022631862986079-3386315703476626876?l=kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/feeds/3386315703476626876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635022631862986079&amp;postID=3386315703476626876' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/3386315703476626876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/3386315703476626876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/2010/03/monsoon-2004-september-dayzzzz.html' title='Monsoon, 2004.... September Dayzzzz...'/><author><name>▐ ■Kä(/)ä£■▐ ▐ ■Þä®†|-|ä§ä®ä†|-|¡■▐</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17409651005872225559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TE0MK0wh-vI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7hgLrT75oXg/S220/Image042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/S6uhdIAmbWI/AAAAAAAAAXA/H7JA1VT5Tsw/s72-c/OgAAAFwDXTPYsaGPqyxiwSZuJ5EqNnqrv5I4yIczllJc97v2Myt9jTOTaiUM1flXtUAMj9f51o9XlPZ_6kH-WPClxEAAm1T1UDVRkMAym00j4_tOhiB01O1MscCb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635022631862986079.post-6511197668442574663</id><published>2010-03-25T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T03:25:34.611-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colourful Moments...Dayz...Yup.. College 2004 - 2008.'/><title type='text'>"An Electrical Engineer"  Since-2004....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/S6s3SgI3xNI/AAAAAAAAAWo/wEAXjCOiA9g/s1600/OgAAAJO8DLWfxvsZO550Ek_kLB-jG1hBHifz-uZmRgzXc9UT-GuJ1DIS5-WWVz-y-TwmJI64R_GjhdVUxYeeY8VSqq4Am1T1UMcfD---pOOCkZGudZmEA7KyVZiw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/S6s3SgI3xNI/AAAAAAAAAWo/wEAXjCOiA9g/s320/OgAAAJO8DLWfxvsZO550Ek_kLB-jG1hBHifz-uZmRgzXc9UT-GuJ1DIS5-WWVz-y-TwmJI64R_GjhdVUxYeeY8VSqq4Am1T1UMcfD---pOOCkZGudZmEA7KyVZiw.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452512564866434258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wat new me gonna say again bout college life?...&lt;br /&gt;As-usual Galz, Friends, Movies, Bunking, Fights, Group songs, Vetti scene, Villans, Cute couples, Great atmosphere,Love,Devdas, Flirting, Jollu's, Ragging, Canteen.. expected all dese things... sorry sorry actually dreamed!... Wen i stepped-in into my college,  I realised i dreamed beyond de limit,bcoz i do watch lotta movies... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Everything was juz opposite.... a classroom with 90 ppl sounds as if a single person speakin to walls, n de single person is none other than a lecturer.He he he he..&lt;br /&gt;Too many questions 12th score, entrance cut off, ambition, goal. sama blade.. same blood!!!!... Mudiyala...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Only one thing running in ma mind, still in cinematic mood... Did I choose a Wrong college???.. he he he he he!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wen u question anybody askin Best days of ur life, n de answer ll be "College Days", tiz is wat even i do feel... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;My&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dayz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; @&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Rajalakshmi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Engineering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;College &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635022631862986079-6511197668442574663?l=kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/feeds/6511197668442574663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635022631862986079&amp;postID=6511197668442574663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/6511197668442574663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/6511197668442574663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/2010/03/kamal-parthasarathi-be-eee.html' title='&quot;An Electrical Engineer&quot;  Since-2004....'/><author><name>▐ ■Kä(/)ä£■▐ ▐ ■Þä®†|-|ä§ä®ä†|-|¡■▐</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17409651005872225559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TE0MK0wh-vI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7hgLrT75oXg/S220/Image042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/S6s3SgI3xNI/AAAAAAAAAWo/wEAXjCOiA9g/s72-c/OgAAAJO8DLWfxvsZO550Ek_kLB-jG1hBHifz-uZmRgzXc9UT-GuJ1DIS5-WWVz-y-TwmJI64R_GjhdVUxYeeY8VSqq4Am1T1UMcfD---pOOCkZGudZmEA7KyVZiw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635022631862986079.post-5215974262044397347</id><published>2010-02-04T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T07:07:36.514-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009 A Love Story'/><title type='text'>Unakaga .. .. Sila Varigal......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;Un Kangalu'kulaiyae Payanikiren, Oru Agathiyai Pola, Tholai'nda En Idhyam Kidaikada Endru..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;Eravil, Thoongum Podhu Satru Adigama'ga Thaaan Moochu Vidugiren, Neee Thoongum podhu Unnaku Veerka Kooda'dhunu Enbatharkaga!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;Noooru Mozhigalin Sirapai Unargiren Un Peyarai Ucharikum Pothu Mattum!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalaiyil, En Veetu Thotathil Oru Roja Poothirupathai Kanden.. Enakulayae Sirithu konden, Neetru Eravu Urakathil Nee Sirthirikirai Endru!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nee Nadantha Pathayilae Payanikiren, Unai Pin Thodarvatharkaga Alla, Endravathu Orunal Unudan Kai Korthu Unudan Nadaka Maatena Endru!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En kaigal thuditha thal un kangalai thoda vilai, anal en idhyam satru adigama thudithadal! Manipaya?... Ilaiyel konjam adigama thuditha anda idhyam thudipindri nindru vidum!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manithanal Paraka Mudiyathu endru sonavan evano?.. apadi sonavanai enavalin kangalai oru murai parka sol, partha piragu avan tharaiyil irundal - sola sol manithanal paraka mudiyathu endru!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;Amirtham kooda kasakirathu, un udatai suvaitha piragu , pasiyal vadugiren - meendum  un udatai tharamataiya endru!!... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neeeee suvasitha moochu katru kooda kavidai dan, aaanal nan vaasika vilai swasikiren!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;Azuthu kondae piranden'am, un idam en kadalai epadi therivipathu endru theriyadathal!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;En nanbanidam kadan ketu'irunden, varthaigal enidam ilai endru - unnai patri Var'nipatharkaga!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;Yosika vediya avasiyam irunda'dae ilai, unnai patri kavidai ezudum podhu mattum!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;KaMaL!.!.!.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635022631862986079-5215974262044397347?l=kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/feeds/5215974262044397347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635022631862986079&amp;postID=5215974262044397347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/5215974262044397347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/5215974262044397347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/2010/02/unakaga-sila-varigal.html' title='Unakaga .. .. Sila Varigal......'/><author><name>▐ ■Kä(/)ä£■▐ ▐ ■Þä®†|-|ä§ä®ä†|-|¡■▐</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17409651005872225559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TE0MK0wh-vI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7hgLrT75oXg/S220/Image042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635022631862986079.post-1298489109231771553</id><published>2010-01-19T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T04:24:02.926-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009 A Love Story'/><title type='text'>Ooooooooooooooohhhhh My GOD "Short Message Service - SMS"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/S1W5z4xI41I/AAAAAAAAAV8/Jjq76FxpteA/s1600-h/texting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/S1W5z4xI41I/AAAAAAAAAV8/Jjq76FxpteA/s320/texting.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428449226927956818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;N everythin doesn get over in those 40 minz, couldn struggle anymore wid my english-almost she would've kno my command over de language, "Seri seri gotta go, got some work" i disconnected de call.. Hmmmmmm... In another 10 mins, "Hey Hi... U sound soooo Gud" a sms to her... "thankz! said u got work" frm her...Heeeeeeeeee Heeeeeeeeee  hmmmm yeaaa yeeaaaaa... over, m free now, wat bout u?... Started textin... she sounds intrestin.. somethin new... after so many days sittin wid mobile for long... unlimited sms... tried to put mokkai in al possible ways, n get kno wat kinda person she's.. very much different-lik a heroine.. got al qualities to be a radio jockey... non-stop talkz, broad-minded, wat ever i start, she'll catch de topic n speak for hourz.. anybody could fall, listenin her.. never seen a gal who is so interactive... hmmmmm most of de thing matches.. opened book.. very frank... different way of seein things... starts me attractin to her... Hmmmmm she too kinda intrested in stayin touch wid me... textz continues for another one or two hours after sayin bubyeeeee... Hmmmmmm lightaaa Flyingzzzzzzzz.... Everythin wuz okie.. liked de way she is... Impressed...  but somethin wich i dunno... How Does She Looks?... dunno wen shud i put tiz question to her... Chennai guyz na chuma va.. said her i lik Jo, bcoz of rollin eyes n chubby lookz... seri seri... how ya look?... she replied-Me eh?... y?... heeeeeeee heeeeeeeeee juz lik tat any prob sayin it?... "My frdz says-me Lukin lik RANI MUKHERJEE" Aiyooooooooooooooooo Ayioooooooooooooooooo! Mudiyala paaaaa! yappaaaaaa! Ipovae kanna kattuthaeeeeeeee! &lt;/span&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/6635022631862986079-1298489109231771553?l=kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/feeds/1298489109231771553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635022631862986079&amp;postID=1298489109231771553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/1298489109231771553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/1298489109231771553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/2010/01/ooooooooooooooohhhhh-my-god-short.html' title='Ooooooooooooooohhhhh My GOD &quot;Short Message Service - SMS&quot;'/><author><name>▐ ■Kä(/)ä£■▐ ▐ ■Þä®†|-|ä§ä®ä†|-|¡■▐</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17409651005872225559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TE0MK0wh-vI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7hgLrT75oXg/S220/Image042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/S1W5z4xI41I/AAAAAAAAAV8/Jjq76FxpteA/s72-c/texting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635022631862986079.post-5071126241185443575</id><published>2010-01-02T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T04:24:28.734-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009 A Love Story'/><title type='text'>17th Feb 2009 ... Contd...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/S1WqeS_0JuI/AAAAAAAAAV0/uLvQCkpAsJ0/s1600-h/dsfdsfsdf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/S1WqeS_0JuI/AAAAAAAAAV0/uLvQCkpAsJ0/s320/dsfdsfsdf.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428432363337295586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Mithilaaaaaaaa!!!!! Hurraaaaaaaaayyy! figure's no, how to get her in touch, thinkin in al possible ways to impress n to get a new frd,  hmmmm cheri decided started puttin bits, but nothin workin out, throwin all flowers on her tryin to impress her n  in return gettin back stones frm her, n heart breakin into pieces wid her wordz, lost all patience n burstin out watz wrong in proposin for a frdshp?.?. Even i neva kno how u look etc etc, jumpin here n dere as if i did somethin wrong n as if u re de only gal n beautiful gal in de whole universe... t didn get a reply but a call instead, here  de universal truth is been proved if one raises his voice n de other ll reduce their own, n same thing happened outta expectation.... gotta a chance to listen her but spoiled on ma own.. spoke for long n didn allow her to... but still nothin on ma way... textin her as if m tensed n at a point apologised if i hurt u by mistake... n dis de thing wich worked out, she started textin casually for some tym... actually my fingers're really painful... me textin from de mornin.... do u mind, me callin Yo?.?.  Tring Tring........ Hello..... Call Continues for 40 mins... felt dat forty minz lik 4 yrs , don think in de other way, she doesn kno tamil, n de full 40 minz in English... hehe hehe hehe ...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Yeeeeea Yeeeeeeeea, Yeeeeeeeees Yeeeeeeeees, Meeeeee Tooooooooo, Then...... Wat else.....  OooooooooooH , Great.... U gotta Say.... Most frequently used wordz in tat 40 minz... we kno..we are twinkle twinkle little star party, but managin tiz not her to kno is really tough.... he he he he he he he he he he he... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635022631862986079-5071126241185443575?l=kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/feeds/5071126241185443575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635022631862986079&amp;postID=5071126241185443575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/5071126241185443575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/5071126241185443575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/2010/01/17th-feb-2009-contd.html' title='17th Feb 2009 ... Contd...'/><author><name>▐ ■Kä(/)ä£■▐ ▐ ■Þä®†|-|ä§ä®ä†|-|¡■▐</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17409651005872225559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TE0MK0wh-vI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7hgLrT75oXg/S220/Image042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/S1WqeS_0JuI/AAAAAAAAAV0/uLvQCkpAsJ0/s72-c/dsfdsfsdf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635022631862986079.post-277713356487839064</id><published>2010-01-01T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T11:15:20.679-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009 A Love Story'/><title type='text'>17th Feb 2009 - De Story Startz With ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/Sz5Jv7K1ofI/AAAAAAAAAMk/QeS0qtnA7po/s1600-h/FirstCall.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/Sz5Jv7K1ofI/AAAAAAAAAMk/QeS0qtnA7po/s320/FirstCall.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421852089086484978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;            17th Feb 2009, fortunately an another tuesday with normal routine life of de chennai city, everyone was busy with their routine life-office, school, business, college, movie, sightings of chennai, lovers, park, beach, tasmac, etc etc... an usual Chennai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;           Fone started ringing at itz full volume in a silent r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;oom wich kept next to a pillow in a bed, for somebody to answer, N de call been answered - Frm other end CAN I SPEAK TO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;Mr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Kannan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt; tiz is Prakash callin frm ******* bank for personal loans!... Heee heee! ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;          Tiz's how de day starts, wen he look at the tym itz was 12.15 pm a sunny day, he notices 2 missed calls in his mobile, one from his work place, he guessed tat cal wud be a question for wat he didn make his presence in his office, n de second stays a mystery, an unknown no! N he preffered to call back the unknown no, n de ring goes for long n at de last sec for de ring to get end, call is been answered sayin HELLO ( female voice), came to kno de call to his no was by mistake, but wished to kno who'z she but as expected couldn get anythin frm her mouth n call is been cut by her.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;Contd his day - brushed, had breakfast, n sat infront of TV, feeling bored.... de gal strikes his mind to whom he spoke, he felt her voice sounds so good, he wants to kno who's she, started textin her no, but poor response frm her.. N finally came to kno bout her name after torturin her, with ten's of mess . &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Mithila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Frm SRM Engg coll, second yr student. hmmmmm after knowin her name, not only her voice sounds good, additionally to tat, he felt her name too soundz good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;De day contd...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635022631862986079-277713356487839064?l=kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/feeds/277713356487839064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635022631862986079&amp;postID=277713356487839064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/277713356487839064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/277713356487839064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/2010/01/17th-feb-2009-de-story-startz-with.html' title='17th Feb 2009 - De Story Startz With ...'/><author><name>▐ ■Kä(/)ä£■▐ ▐ ■Þä®†|-|ä§ä®ä†|-|¡■▐</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17409651005872225559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TE0MK0wh-vI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7hgLrT75oXg/S220/Image042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/Sz5Jv7K1ofI/AAAAAAAAAMk/QeS0qtnA7po/s72-c/FirstCall.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635022631862986079.post-4117569100758373602</id><published>2009-12-24T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T09:36:38.776-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009 A Love Story'/><title type='text'>Outline Of De Story :::::::)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/SzO5uMtHiHI/AAAAAAAAAMc/uTv7eElnibc/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/SzO5uMtHiHI/AAAAAAAAAMc/uTv7eElnibc/s320/Image013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418878979992422514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Nanum english-la solla-la nu asai patten, but wat to do, antha alavuku english la wordz ila, Tamiz mathiri varuma nu than, ipadi tamiz la outline! Adavadu idu oru subtitle madhiri! enoda english puriyada-vangaluku inda outline-a oru vatti padicha, they can easily catch it up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;   Kamal Parthasarathi Proudly Presents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;          2009 A Love Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                    &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm adavathu namba hero epadi na, failure apadi na enna nu keparunu neenga ninaikalam, but adan ilai, eppadi lam failure varum apadinu avar kita keta, oru peria lecture-a eduparu! apo therinjirukum avar epadi patta oru peria adishtasaleeee nu! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;                       Adu mattuma, peria enggineer-a varanum nu Asai ana, hmmmmmmmmm arrears ezuthuraru coll vittu velia vanda piragum! Aaaaana payen lighta buthisali, vaiya open panna muuuda matan, apadi oru aalu. Rhomba avg personality than, pakathu vetu paiyan ninaichuku ra alavuku than,  english pesanumnu asai paduvan aaaanna, apadi asai pattu vanguna bulb elathaiyum onnu setha india-vikae light podalam! he he he he he he! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;                       Ipadi patta namba hero vuku sila principles lam iruku, arrear vechalum velaiku poganum nu, edo oru velai ku poraru! Overa emotional party, sentimentalum kooda! Appa amma mela rhombha piriyam! Oru one side original agmark love vera failure, hmmmmmm ipadi patta allu oru ponnae love pana poranya aduvum epadi patta ponnai??? solra kelu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt; Namba Heroine epadina, avanga avangalaiyee Rani mukherjee nu solipanga, idulerundu edachi oru clue kitaichutha??? hmmmmm anga than twist, namba ooru ponnu-na than, nan jothika simran asin nu peter utupanga, ivanga hindi nadigai peru la solranga, Ammmaaaa pa ponnu north indian, edo soluvangale porakum bothae thanga spoon oda porendirupanga nu, adae than.... born with golden spoon, pasamana appa amma oru Akka(Darling) , ketathu lam vangi thara parents, orae padipz, dancer, over petera english, ipadi pala medalum perumaiyum evangaluku undu.... solitae pogalam..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                hmmmmmmmm ipadi patta ponnoda epadi ada payen match aga mudiyum, epadi they fallin in love, avanga kadal vazkai epadi, how dey make tiz world realise wat is love being an example, idu than pa kathai! hope elarukum pudichirukum ninai karen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Hmmmmmmmmmmm Story continues! Dum adika veliya poga koodathu! fulla padichitu kelambuga! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&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/6635022631862986079-4117569100758373602?l=kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/feeds/4117569100758373602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635022631862986079&amp;postID=4117569100758373602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/4117569100758373602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/4117569100758373602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/2009/12/outline-of-de-story.html' title='Outline Of De Story :::::::)'/><author><name>▐ ■Kä(/)ä£■▐ ▐ ■Þä®†|-|ä§ä®ä†|-|¡■▐</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17409651005872225559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TE0MK0wh-vI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7hgLrT75oXg/S220/Image042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/SzO5uMtHiHI/AAAAAAAAAMc/uTv7eElnibc/s72-c/Image013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635022631862986079.post-845343271521319064</id><published>2009-12-23T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T10:59:53.942-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009 A Love Story'/><title type='text'>2009 A Love Story :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/SzJlhEhDVkI/AAAAAAAAALs/nsPYunvkdQg/s1600-h/debbie-dewitt-words-to-live-by-love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 395px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/SzJlhEhDVkI/AAAAAAAAALs/nsPYunvkdQg/s400/debbie-dewitt-words-to-live-by-love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418504920502588994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Here i come with a love story, a true &amp;amp; Real love story : 2009 A Love Story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Love, itz a story between two hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Love, de word makes everyone to start thinkin somethin, de most sensitive word in al de languages!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Love, de Most powerful weapon, wich can change tis whole world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Love, de feeling makes to forget oneself n tiz whole world! Wat a magic gettin happened hearin de word LOVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come lets see how this love story is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 A love Story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Tiz category is Dedicated to Rani Mukherjee!&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/6635022631862986079-845343271521319064?l=kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/feeds/845343271521319064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635022631862986079&amp;postID=845343271521319064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/845343271521319064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/845343271521319064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-love-story.html' title='2009 A Love Story :-)'/><author><name>▐ ■Kä(/)ä£■▐ ▐ ■Þä®†|-|ä§ä®ä†|-|¡■▐</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17409651005872225559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TE0MK0wh-vI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7hgLrT75oXg/S220/Image042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/SzJlhEhDVkI/AAAAAAAAALs/nsPYunvkdQg/s72-c/debbie-dewitt-words-to-live-by-love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635022631862986079.post-4132917357983675283</id><published>2009-12-19T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T10:08:14.408-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My First love N her name starts with R'/><title type='text'>Dayz With All Colourz - 1st Sem Modelz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/Syy-sXSzhZI/AAAAAAAAAK0/9P3_CsITHeQ/s1600-h/59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/Syy-sXSzhZI/AAAAAAAAAK0/9P3_CsITHeQ/s400/59.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416914121196275090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Modelz started, everyone was busy wid their studies! Even i was busy but not lookin into bookz, in search of her dunno where she writes her exam wich hall, couldn see her even after de xam over, college bus movin outta coll!.... dunno where's she..... Depressed, missed her very much.... couldn see her in de 1st xam!.... juz back to home.. thinking bout her.... nothin i didn wid books, my celing fan starts readin de book, pages gettin turned, n me in thought of her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Next day reached college half an hour b4, searchin for de notice board to see where's her dept allotted for examz, n found it, relaxed little happy.... Hmmmmmmmmmmm rushin to tat block! college buses enterin into college eagerly waitin for her, could see beauty of de combination of day n night, she gettin down frm de bus in white chudi with black coloured designs... no gal ll be so beautiful then her! felt these colours made specially for her... dashin eyes m loosin myself! dunno how to react... some villi called her name, she turned other side n walked with her , got to kno her exam hall...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My performance in xam was terrific, made sure wont get even a double digit, lookin at de sir wen he'll collect de answer sheet, wen he asked anybody finished de xam, me was de person stood up n handed it over to him n rushed to her block! but she's juz opp to me, fillin de answer sheet till de lazt sec too studious! pasanga than pavam!hmmmmmmmm.. she came out, too many discussions wid her frd, i've no patience as if im goin to speak for hourz! waitin for a chance she to be alone, she started movin to de bus, hmmmmmmmm vekkam manam eduvum kidiyadu, followed her! Felt i'm lucky here, she movin alone frm her frd, yeeeeeeeeeez! yeaaaaaaaa! tiz de chance, ran to her knowin she's lookin at me, she was standin under de stairs waitin to make her throat wet, went n stood behind her, de person b4 her went frm der, tiz de moment waitin for months, still dunno how to start, she turned back n noticed me, cant speak seein her eyez! startin trouble, he he he he he he he he he he.. she had n she turned to walk......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;EXCUSE ME, Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii with a big smile, she said back Hi! wat a moment in my life! [ contents suppressed] returned back as i achieved something big! hmmmmmmmmmm wat a day! hmmmmmmmmmmm couldn believe she smiled at me! YahoooooooooooooooooO! movin to de next level with little more gutz!! hmmmm continues in next topic!....... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Kit-Kat!&lt;br /&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/6635022631862986079-4132917357983675283?l=kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/feeds/4132917357983675283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635022631862986079&amp;postID=4132917357983675283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/4132917357983675283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/4132917357983675283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/2009/12/dayz-with-all-colourz-1st-sem-modelz.html' title='Dayz With All Colourz - 1st Sem Modelz!'/><author><name>▐ ■Kä(/)ä£■▐ ▐ ■Þä®†|-|ä§ä®ä†|-|¡■▐</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17409651005872225559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TE0MK0wh-vI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7hgLrT75oXg/S220/Image042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/Syy-sXSzhZI/AAAAAAAAAK0/9P3_CsITHeQ/s72-c/59.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635022631862986079.post-1375304931460555503</id><published>2009-12-19T02:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T09:10:41.648-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My First love N her name starts with R'/><title type='text'>De next Level, Better Me :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/SzJrrH6tAJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/byjtl4JBKig/s1600-h/d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/SzJrrH6tAJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/byjtl4JBKig/s400/d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418511690283942034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003333;"&gt;           Sec turned minutes, minutes turned hours, hours turned days, days turned months, tym is over takin me, but not de fear in me had reduced by an percentage to share a word wid her! But little improvement, attempted to speak - runnin faster in de corridor seein her, somehow shud speak to her, but de moment i look into her eyes, no more an college 1st yr guy instead an infant, who tries to express things in his eyes n expect de other to speak! so many days stood in front of her tryin to speak in al possible languages but never been successful even once! she blinks at me n crosses, n at tat moment i don think i failed to share a word but m very much success to made her sight fall on me for a sec! I fly high, feeling great as if im de world richest man!... so many dayz as if m one of de participent in 400 m dash, run faster but i end up with thiz feeling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta kno facin a loved person to express ourself is more tough than makin de mind n standin in de first row for a war thinkin to defeat billions of soldiers! but never let down de hope being undefeatable knight! my shoes bottom height got reduced, even de corridors surface become hard! but still i don find de solution! everythin is new! dunno wat to do, to whom to share tiz! N de 1st Sem is nearing! Models yet to come! Enna da idu padikavum mudiala, avala pathi ninaikamaiyum iruka mudiyala, have to do something! but de face of hers were always in to my eyes! beautiful dayz! memories! still i smile thinkin of tat! My days starts wid de hope ll speak to her! n de hope continues.... dayz rollin off....  Model exam gonna start... n some turnin point dere.... continues.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6635022631862986079-1375304931460555503?l=kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/feeds/1375304931460555503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635022631862986079&amp;postID=1375304931460555503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/1375304931460555503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/1375304931460555503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/2009/12/de-next-level-better-me.html' title='De next Level, Better Me :-)'/><author><name>▐ ■Kä(/)ä£■▐ ▐ ■Þä®†|-|ä§ä®ä†|-|¡■▐</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17409651005872225559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TE0MK0wh-vI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7hgLrT75oXg/S220/Image042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/SzJrrH6tAJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/byjtl4JBKig/s72-c/d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635022631862986079.post-767161656432367353</id><published>2009-10-05T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T10:08:14.409-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My First love N her name starts with R'/><title type='text'>Thanking You!.!.!....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/Ssrhkfdie5I/AAAAAAAAAKc/J_gZzsZ_W_w/s1600-h/nanoblognoteofappreciation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389367921139153810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/Ssrhkfdie5I/AAAAAAAAAKc/J_gZzsZ_W_w/s400/nanoblognoteofappreciation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thank everyone, those who keep track on tis page to check "Wat Might Be De Next". Bcoz of some reasons i couldn't post any topics, here on u can find atleast a topic added to tiz page daily..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once again i thank everybody, stay in touch... u can post de comments in chat box..... Happy Blogging!!.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635022631862986079-767161656432367353?l=kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/feeds/767161656432367353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635022631862986079&amp;postID=767161656432367353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/767161656432367353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/767161656432367353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/2009/10/thanking-you.html' title='Thanking You!.!.!....'/><author><name>▐ ■Kä(/)ä£■▐ ▐ ■Þä®†|-|ä§ä®ä†|-|¡■▐</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17409651005872225559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TE0MK0wh-vI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7hgLrT75oXg/S220/Image042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/Ssrhkfdie5I/AAAAAAAAAKc/J_gZzsZ_W_w/s72-c/nanoblognoteofappreciation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635022631862986079.post-6153864591079407324</id><published>2009-07-26T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T10:08:14.410-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My First love N her name starts with R'/><title type='text'>Love ? Me huh ? No way... No Im not... Chanceless...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: 18px; font-style: italic; line-height: 20px; "&gt;People who use tiz kinda dialogue,not exeptional for love, it ll take tym for them to fall.. Till they find a different person in their life... I wuz one among de group.... not fond of galz.... but someone, felt she's new to tiz world tis minute juz for me alone God designed her... No one can say i fall in love tis moment,new feelings within myself, can realise somethin penetrating into me...thinkin bout her round-de-clock!&lt;br /&gt;Luv is a .........(no words to fill tiz blank) feelin wich takes u to different world, u realize everythin to be new, world looks beautiful, night reduces, loneliness, melody songs, worries ll get vanished, smilin face, nothin ll make u worry, hours infront of mirror,spendin more time in college, bike stunts, punctuality,etc etc.... two things ll be greatest wishes-wont she ll be infront of me, n another wont she have a look at me.. expected not even to share a word but to share atleast a look between our eyes.... continues............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635022631862986079-6153864591079407324?l=kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/feeds/6153864591079407324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635022631862986079&amp;postID=6153864591079407324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/6153864591079407324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/6153864591079407324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-me-huh-no-way-no-im-not-chanceless.html' title='Love ? Me huh ? No way... No Im not... Chanceless...'/><author><name>▐ ■Kä(/)ä£■▐ ▐ ■Þä®†|-|ä§ä®ä†|-|¡■▐</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17409651005872225559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TE0MK0wh-vI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7hgLrT75oXg/S220/Image042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635022631862986079.post-1346694319171959323</id><published>2009-07-15T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T08:41:44.716-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My First love N her name starts with R'/><title type='text'>Hmmmm Story Continues.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/SzEMIe3WhuI/AAAAAAAAALE/r6rm92CUfrY/s1600-h/hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/SzEMIe3WhuI/AAAAAAAAALE/r6rm92CUfrY/s400/hands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418125166567130850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;College started, nothin much as shown in de cinema world, as usual strict proff, lec rules etc etc... but one thin wuz fine, dey(management) did a good job by combining the dept together in a same section, U guyz think me n she were in de same class, but....... dere comes de twist in de story (have patience frdz he he he he!..) fortunately or unfortunately m not sure, few rooms sepertated us but still de same floor...  she crosses ma class, juz lik tat nothing specifically, but me do specifically to see her, not outta love or ..........! juz wanna see her, try to get a frd tats al, tat too in a thot she might ve seen me in de admin office b4!.. still i didn find her as ma dream gal or angel or wat ever names given to a gal in de novels, but i find her nose very peculiar... somethin i got to speak bout her, use to tease wid ma frds commentin her nose... dis how started.. made me wish to see her often... de nose wich i commented teased made me addicted to her.... wish to see her every hour every day... but haven't spoke still...... missin those days... miss ya chooooo much... iduvaraikum neengal padithathu, nan parthu kondae irunda varaikum! he he he he! rhymin! nan pesa arambichathu next topic.... tin tin tin!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6635022631862986079-1346694319171959323?l=kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/feeds/1346694319171959323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635022631862986079&amp;postID=1346694319171959323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/1346694319171959323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/1346694319171959323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/2009/07/hmmmm-story-continues.html' title='Hmmmm Story Continues.....'/><author><name>▐ ■Kä(/)ä£■▐ ▐ ■Þä®†|-|ä§ä®ä†|-|¡■▐</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17409651005872225559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TE0MK0wh-vI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7hgLrT75oXg/S220/Image042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/SzEMIe3WhuI/AAAAAAAAALE/r6rm92CUfrY/s72-c/hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635022631862986079.post-341616719181173444</id><published>2009-07-02T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T10:08:14.411-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My First love N her name starts with R'/><title type='text'>So Called Poemz - Part 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"Nan rasitha miga sirantha oyivan nee than, nee matum than en rasanaigalai unarunthu en vazkaiku vanam serkirai palla vannagalai kondu"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" face="lucida grande" size="4"&gt;Kurudan aaga iruka aaasai padukiren, unidam en kadalai sollum pothu mattum,een endral un kangailai partha piragu varthaikal illamal thavipathal!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="" face="lucida grande" size="4"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" face="lucida grande" size="4"&gt;Kannadi kooda kanneer sindum thanaku kanngal ilaiyae endru, nee athan munnal nirkum podhu!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="" face="lucida grande" size="4"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" face="lucida grande" size="4"&gt;Un kai pidithu natakum podhu manasukul oru bhayam irundhu kondae irukirathu, engae enda salai mudindhu vidumao endru!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="" face="lucida grande" size="4"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);" face="lucida grande"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;_&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt; _ /_ _/_ _ andru mudhal ullagi azaghi pottiyae natathuva dilaiyam Nee piranda karanathal!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="" face="lucida grande" size="4"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" face="lucida grande" size="4"&gt;Pirivu endra varthaiyae illai netru nan paditha puthagathil, puthagathin peyar - Kamal_______!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635022631862986079-341616719181173444?l=kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/feeds/341616719181173444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635022631862986079&amp;postID=341616719181173444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/341616719181173444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/341616719181173444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-called-poemz-part-2.html' title='So Called Poemz - Part 2.'/><author><name>▐ ■Kä(/)ä£■▐ ▐ ■Þä®†|-|ä§ä®ä†|-|¡■▐</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17409651005872225559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TE0MK0wh-vI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7hgLrT75oXg/S220/Image042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635022631862986079.post-8772390504145236871</id><published>2009-06-20T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T10:08:14.411-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My First love N her name starts with R'/><title type='text'>Scribblings Of Mine - So Called Poemz By Otherz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/Sj3YQ1BXC8I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/TXJ1IkyoPZo/s1600-h/TZD91CA28CO3ACA2QOKE7CA4FFGOBCAOZXE4CCAV1ADJBCAB90LEQCAQYE3LTCAP8HUJICA0T6SAICA5XMGZ0CA4JD68KCA3MWN14CADCIGP5CA7PRK13CA9AAR9LCAWK22JWCA4XU917CAEEUQ2HCARSAP50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349669716008307650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/Sj3YQ1BXC8I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/TXJ1IkyoPZo/s400/TZD91CA28CO3ACA2QOKE7CA4FFGOBCAOZXE4CCAV1ADJBCAB90LEQCAQYE3LTCAP8HUJICA0T6SAICA5XMGZ0CA4JD68KCA3MWN14CADCIGP5CA7PRK13CA9AAR9LCAWK22JWCA4XU917CAEEUQ2HCARSAP50.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;# Erutaga irunda en vazkai.. vellicham agiyathu un oru parvaiyal... evalavuthan vellicham un parvaiyil... athanal than un kangalai parthu pesa mudiyamal... tharaiyai parthu ularukiraeno??.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;# Unai oru oviyan parthu irundal,vannam theeti irupan..&lt;br /&gt;Unai oru sirpi parthu irundal, silai sethuki irupan..&lt;br /&gt;Aanal nanno oru kirukan, ennal ivvarru sila varigal mattumae kizzuka mudindadu......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;# Ulagathil ezu adisayam enkirargal, adan edamo ilai perro kooda ennaku theriyathu,annal avai anathaiyum parthaen un uruvathil.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;# Vannathil ulla natchathiragal pola, koti pengal iv ulagathil irunthalum, nan parka thudikum nilavu nee mattum than.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;# En veetu thotathu pookal, udirthalum meendum meendu pookirathu, endravathu un thalai mudiyil idam kidaikatha endru...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;# Urangum podhu kooda imai mooda marukiren, en kanavil nee varum podhu unai parpatharkaga...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635022631862986079-8772390504145236871?l=kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/feeds/8772390504145236871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635022631862986079&amp;postID=8772390504145236871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/8772390504145236871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/8772390504145236871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/2009/06/scribblings-of-mine-so-called-poemz-by.html' title='Scribblings Of Mine - So Called Poemz By Otherz!'/><author><name>▐ ■Kä(/)ä£■▐ ▐ ■Þä®†|-|ä§ä®ä†|-|¡■▐</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17409651005872225559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TE0MK0wh-vI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7hgLrT75oXg/S220/Image042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/Sj3YQ1BXC8I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/TXJ1IkyoPZo/s72-c/TZD91CA28CO3ACA2QOKE7CA4FFGOBCAOZXE4CCAV1ADJBCAB90LEQCAQYE3LTCAP8HUJICA0T6SAICA5XMGZ0CA4JD68KCA3MWN14CADCIGP5CA7PRK13CA9AAR9LCAWK22JWCA4XU917CAEEUQ2HCARSAP50.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635022631862986079.post-6343662816236151451</id><published>2009-06-20T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T10:08:14.412-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My First love N her name starts with R'/><title type='text'>Kavithaigal, Oruvan kadhalil vizhunda udan... Am i exceptional?..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/Sj3RmjZCxSI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Lvp0uTfPvlQ/s1600-h/poetry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349662392651531554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/Sj3RmjZCxSI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Lvp0uTfPvlQ/s320/poetry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nopeeeeee.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can feel the force &amp;amp; flow of my blood towards my hands &amp;amp; mind, forcing me scribble somethin,think somethin... But we can think wat ever we wish but it al ends with her... only she ll be in ma mind... Even wen we do a usual things in our routine life, remembers me somethin bout her, wich keepz me goin... I never knew i can scribble somethin until i feel her inside me, i'm a lover of music, admired vaali,vairamuthu,kannadhasan coz of their lyrics and imaginations, even tried many times but not even once succesfull.. but de time has finally come, never tried to write, but it flowz automatically wen i see her , wen i think her....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635022631862986079-6343662816236151451?l=kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/feeds/6343662816236151451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635022631862986079&amp;postID=6343662816236151451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/6343662816236151451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/6343662816236151451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/2009/06/kavithaigal-oruvan-kadhalil-vizhunda.html' title='Kavithaigal, Oruvan kadhalil vizhunda udan... Am i exceptional?..'/><author><name>▐ ■Kä(/)ä£■▐ ▐ ■Þä®†|-|ä§ä®ä†|-|¡■▐</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17409651005872225559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TE0MK0wh-vI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7hgLrT75oXg/S220/Image042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/Sj3RmjZCxSI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Lvp0uTfPvlQ/s72-c/poetry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635022631862986079.post-8350688235220895978</id><published>2009-06-19T06:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T09:20:15.697-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My First love N her name starts with R'/><title type='text'>SparK  (^_^)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/S1XpxzsOJXI/AAAAAAAAAWE/BvSXgwIxt7A/s1600-h/Young_Hearts_Spark_Fire_by_crazylilme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/S1XpxzsOJXI/AAAAAAAAAWE/BvSXgwIxt7A/s320/Young_Hearts_Spark_Fire_by_crazylilme.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428501967763547506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Hmmmmmmm........... everythin wuz accidental &amp;amp; nothin planned tat is how love starts within everyone.... love does tat exist? or such wordz been used for somether ...... things? or such things meant only for rich? A day came, made me realise itz a spark wid sumone spl, not related to appearance, who ever may be, they may be lookin good or bad, tall or short, fat or thin, never even think a sec to ask others suggestions whether he or she is okie as ma lover..... hmmmmm i crossed that day even without knowing I'm goin to fall in love wid her, it was the day me took my dad to pay coll fees at administration office, its in Kilpauk. was bout meet the chair person to ve some words bout the coll and the course, was waiting for a long, but some one else came out of next room wid big smile accompanied by a guy, wid all patience waitin to meet de chair person, had a look at her, said ma dad- sutham sama mokkaiya iruku elamae in a double meanin dialogue. Not even a small idea tat gal looks good, little worried bout how de coll atmosphere will be... she wuz none other than de gal whom i fall in love Madly, is al tat bcoz of destiny? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635022631862986079-8350688235220895978?l=kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/feeds/8350688235220895978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635022631862986079&amp;postID=8350688235220895978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/8350688235220895978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/8350688235220895978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-very-first-meet.html' title='SparK  (^_^)'/><author><name>▐ ■Kä(/)ä£■▐ ▐ ■Þä®†|-|ä§ä®ä†|-|¡■▐</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17409651005872225559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TE0MK0wh-vI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7hgLrT75oXg/S220/Image042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/S1XpxzsOJXI/AAAAAAAAAWE/BvSXgwIxt7A/s72-c/Young_Hearts_Spark_Fire_by_crazylilme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635022631862986079.post-568099707950218855</id><published>2009-05-08T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T10:08:14.413-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My First love N her name starts with R'/><title type='text'>No More Some One's Thoughtz Or Their Feelingz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/Sj3ZQcz2kDI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Rq7a4vP50e4/s1600-h/14122008518terafeft.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349670809020829746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/Sj3ZQcz2kDI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Rq7a4vP50e4/s400/14122008518terafeft.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/Sj3Y53Ppv6I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/PXmW9K7hN9Y/s1600-h/14122008518terafeft.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here's kamal, myself comes wid de intresting things wich i experienced wen i wuz in love! Wich made me fly!......&lt;br /&gt;Auto biography soon........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635022631862986079-568099707950218855?l=kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/feeds/568099707950218855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635022631862986079&amp;postID=568099707950218855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/568099707950218855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/568099707950218855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-more-some-ones-thoughtz-or-their.html' title='No More Some One&apos;s Thoughtz Or Their Feelingz!'/><author><name>▐ ■Kä(/)ä£■▐ ▐ ■Þä®†|-|ä§ä®ä†|-|¡■▐</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17409651005872225559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TE0MK0wh-vI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7hgLrT75oXg/S220/Image042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/Sj3ZQcz2kDI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Rq7a4vP50e4/s72-c/14122008518terafeft.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635022631862986079.post-7986700513688720242</id><published>2009-04-30T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T10:08:14.414-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My First love N her name starts with R'/><title type='text'>Defination Of Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/Sfnsh5pzbgI/AAAAAAAAAIw/9mxa4uqVdko/s1600-h/Love45454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330551701125688834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/Sfnsh5pzbgI/AAAAAAAAAIw/9mxa4uqVdko/s200/Love45454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love doesn't make the world go round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet.&lt;br /&gt;Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.&lt;br /&gt;If you have it [Love], you don't need to have anything else, and if you don't have it, it doesn't matter much what else you have.&lt;br /&gt;Love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;Love is a friendship set to music. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;True love comes quietly, without banners or flashing lights. If you hear bells, get your ears checked.&lt;br /&gt;Love is a canvas furnished by Nature and embroidered by imagination&lt;br /&gt;They do not love that do not show their love. The course of true love never did run smooth. Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love.&lt;br /&gt;Like the measles, love is most dangerous when it comes late in life.&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/6635022631862986079-7986700513688720242?l=kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/feeds/7986700513688720242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635022631862986079&amp;postID=7986700513688720242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/7986700513688720242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/7986700513688720242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/2009/04/defination-of-love.html' title='Defination Of Love.'/><author><name>▐ ■Kä(/)ä£■▐ ▐ ■Þä®†|-|ä§ä®ä†|-|¡■▐</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17409651005872225559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TE0MK0wh-vI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7hgLrT75oXg/S220/Image042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/Sfnsh5pzbgI/AAAAAAAAAIw/9mxa4uqVdko/s72-c/Love45454.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635022631862986079.post-2743805180150641496</id><published>2008-06-04T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T10:08:14.414-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My First love N her name starts with R'/><title type='text'>Things Wich Make U Fly - LoVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/SfnrR_6imSI/AAAAAAAAAIg/GOfoKAbg9FQ/s1600-h/emo_love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330550328416966946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/SfnrR_6imSI/AAAAAAAAAIg/GOfoKAbg9FQ/s320/emo_love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You've butterfies, good conversation, but sometimes it can be difficult to be sure if it’s love. How do you decipher whether the feeling in the pit of your stomach is the nervous quivering of anticipation or yesterday's lunch? Luckily,knows that “fools in love” are easy to spot. Here are some tell-tale signs that it just be might be love, love, love.&lt;br /&gt;You are best friends. You laugh with them more than anyone else. The feelings of anticipation, passion, and connection are mutual. You remember little things about each other like their favorite foods, the places they want to visit and why, their views on everything from politics to fashion, and what they love about their closest buddies, but is it enough? Take a look at these signs to be sure. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guys do :&lt;br /&gt;Introduce you to his family&lt;br /&gt;Make plans for the future (near and far)&lt;br /&gt;Do things outside of his “box” with you&lt;br /&gt;Share his secrets and his dreams for the future with you&lt;br /&gt;Worry about impressing your friends&lt;br /&gt;Come right over when you ask him to&lt;br /&gt;Try to do things that comfort you or relieve some of your stress (like surprise you with dinner on a night you are working, rub your feet, or ask about your day)&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate and reciprocate your feelings and your actions like giving you a massage after he gets one from you, doing the dishes after dinner, or sending you a gift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Galz do:&lt;br /&gt;Share her embarrassing moments and fantasies with you&lt;br /&gt;Little things all throughout the day that let you know she’s thinking about you&lt;br /&gt;Fantasize about her life with you, getting married, having kids, growing old, traveling the world, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Tease you&lt;br /&gt;Hang out with your mother or talk to her on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate and reciprocate your feelings and your actions, like offering to pay for dinner, getting tickets to a game or event she knows you’ll love, or cooking for you&lt;br /&gt;Ask questions about your life -- past, present, and future&lt;br /&gt;Flirt with you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;How you’ll feel:&lt;br /&gt;Excited, yet relaxed&lt;br /&gt;Vulnerable, yet strong&lt;br /&gt;Comfortable enough to be yourself in front of them&lt;br /&gt;Like you want to include them in everything (but you won't desert your usual crowd to be in a relationship with them)&lt;br /&gt;You’ll miss them when they’re not around&lt;br /&gt;You can’t wait to see them, talk to them, play with them, and kiss them&lt;br /&gt;You’ll find yourself wanting to make plans to have them all to yourself&lt;br /&gt;You’ll have urges to do romantic things (maybe on the verge of stalker-like things) that you never thought you’d never do !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635022631862986079-2743805180150641496?l=kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/feeds/2743805180150641496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635022631862986079&amp;postID=2743805180150641496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/2743805180150641496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/2743805180150641496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/2008/06/things-wich-make-u-fly-love.html' title='Things Wich Make U Fly - LoVE'/><author><name>▐ ■Kä(/)ä£■▐ ▐ ■Þä®†|-|ä§ä®ä†|-|¡■▐</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17409651005872225559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TE0MK0wh-vI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7hgLrT75oXg/S220/Image042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/SfnrR_6imSI/AAAAAAAAAIg/GOfoKAbg9FQ/s72-c/emo_love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635022631862986079.post-1025911775422539537</id><published>2008-03-13T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T02:25:43.867-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life is beautiful by de way we look at it'/><title type='text'>Happiness Is Nothing But The Way We Look At Things: A Short Story.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/SzHvssHKB3I/AAAAAAAAALc/rFkZYyIkrtQ/s1600-h/Happiness_01_by_Adila.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/SzHvssHKB3I/AAAAAAAAALc/rFkZYyIkrtQ/s320/Happiness_01_by_Adila.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418375377737877362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The man in the other bed began to live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it. In his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Days and weeks passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;It faced a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall. She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Epilogue: There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can't buy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Today is a gift, that's why it is called the present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635022631862986079-1025911775422539537?l=kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/feeds/1025911775422539537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635022631862986079&amp;postID=1025911775422539537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/1025911775422539537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/1025911775422539537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/2008/03/happiness-is-nothing-but-way-we-look-at.html' title='Happiness Is Nothing But The Way We Look At Things: A Short Story.'/><author><name>▐ ■Kä(/)ä£■▐ ▐ ■Þä®†|-|ä§ä®ä†|-|¡■▐</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17409651005872225559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TE0MK0wh-vI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7hgLrT75oXg/S220/Image042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/SzHvssHKB3I/AAAAAAAAALc/rFkZYyIkrtQ/s72-c/Happiness_01_by_Adila.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635022631862986079.post-7791825469492696187</id><published>2008-03-13T21:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T03:41:53.778-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kamal Hassan'/><title type='text'>kamal hassan-living legend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/SzIB3hlIShI/AAAAAAAAALk/2UaR5tO5jUU/s1600-h/KamalHassan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/SzIB3hlIShI/AAAAAAAAALk/2UaR5tO5jUU/s400/KamalHassan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418395355098663442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;            Acting since the age of six. A filmography across six languages. Three national awards for best actor, eighteen filmfare awards and the list goes on. Most would be the glittering film carrer behind them, but not kamal hassan. born in 1954 in paramakudi, kamal is perhaps the only man in indian film industry to match amitabh bachchan in popularity n longevity. On the professional front, he has more than has his hands full with 10 roles in a tamil film, DASAAVATHAARAM, wich he is also writing. He is also so called AWARDS MAGNET- has bagged 171 awards including national and international awards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He has the distinction of being the actor with the most number of films submitted &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a title="List of Indian submissions for Academy Award for Best Foreign Language Film" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Indian_submissions_for_Academy_Award_for_Best_Foreign_Language_Film"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by India in contest for the&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Academy&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Award for Best Foreign Language Film&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. In addition to acting and directing, he is a &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a title="Screenwriting" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Screenwriting"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;screenwriter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a title="Lyricist" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lyricist"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lyricist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a title="Playback singer" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Playback_singer"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;playback singer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Choreographer" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Choreographer"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;choreographer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. His film production company, Rajkamal International, has produced several of his films.&lt;br /&gt;Kamal Haasan's breakthrough into lead acting came with his role in the 1975 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a title="Drama film" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Drama_film"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;drama&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a title="Apoorva Raagangal" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apoorva_Raagangal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apoorva Raagangal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, in which he played a rebellious youth in love with an older woman. He secured his first Indian &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a title="National Film Awards" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_Film_Awards"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;National Film Award&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; for his portrayal of a guileless school teacher who tends a child-like amnesiac in 1982's &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a title="Moondram Pirai" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moondram_Pirai"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moondram Pirai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. He was particularly noted for his performance in &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a title="Mani Ratnam" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mani_Ratnam"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mani Ratnam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'s &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a title="The Godfather" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Godfather"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Godfatheresque&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a title="Nayagan" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nayagan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nayagan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (1987), which was ranked by &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a title="Time (magazine)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Time_%28magazine%29"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; magazine as one of the best films of all-time. He is my all time favourite hero, Long Live Our UNIVERSAL HERO-KAMAL HASSAN. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635022631862986079-7791825469492696187?l=kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/feeds/7791825469492696187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635022631862986079&amp;postID=7791825469492696187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/7791825469492696187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635022631862986079/posts/default/7791825469492696187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamal-parthasarathi.blogspot.com/2008/03/kamal-hassan-living-legend.html' title='kamal hassan-living legend'/><author><name>▐ ■Kä(/)ä£■▐ ▐ ■Þä®†|-|ä§ä®ä†|-|¡■▐</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17409651005872225559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/TE0MK0wh-vI/AAAAAAAAAYo/7hgLrT75oXg/S220/Image042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrnbKDOmKQ/SzIB3hlIShI/AAAAAAAAALk/2UaR5tO5jUU/s72-c/KamalHassan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
