<?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-18892670</id><updated>2011-12-14T19:02:22.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a la carte</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedstock.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892670/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedstock.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mrinalini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961874839384604160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892670.post-115098591206892042</id><published>2006-06-22T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T03:56:04.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Results of a color test i took</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 8px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 8px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; WIDTH: 300px; PADDING-TOP: 8px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #cccccc"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="7" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 18px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 18px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #006633"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 18px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 18px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #339900"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 18px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 18px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #66cc33"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 18px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 18px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #33ff00"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:verdana,arial;font-size:20;color:#339900;"   &gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-SIZE: 10px; COLOR: #000000; FONT-FAMILY: verdana,arial" align="justify"&gt;You are a very calm and contemplative person. Others are drawn to your peaceful, nurturing nature.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-SIZE: 9px; COLOR: #339900; FONT-FAMILY: verdana,arial; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.quizmeme.com/color/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Find out your color at QuizMeme.com!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18892670-115098591206892042?l=feedstock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedstock.blogspot.com/feeds/115098591206892042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892670&amp;postID=115098591206892042' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892670/posts/default/115098591206892042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892670/posts/default/115098591206892042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedstock.blogspot.com/2006/06/results-of-color-test-i-took.html' title='Results of a color test i took'/><author><name>Mrinalini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961874839384604160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892670.post-115078678443503729</id><published>2006-06-19T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T23:59:44.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3995/1859/1600/Webdog.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3995/1859/320/Webdog.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18892670-115078678443503729?l=feedstock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedstock.blogspot.com/feeds/115078678443503729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892670&amp;postID=115078678443503729' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892670/posts/default/115078678443503729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892670/posts/default/115078678443503729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedstock.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrinalini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961874839384604160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892670.post-115046307161078640</id><published>2006-06-16T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T06:04:31.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue... :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3995/1859/1600/DSC00159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3995/1859/320/DSC00159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blue is the color of sky and water. Blue and violet flowers symbolize faithfulness. According to an old english custom, the bride wears blue ribbons in her wedding gown and a blue saphire in her wedding ring. Tiny flowers of blue speedwell are part of the wedding bouquet .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I clicked this picture in Palampur, at a place called Neugal cafe. One of the places in Palampur where some tourists can be seen. Flowers in a shrub near the cafe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18892670-115046307161078640?l=feedstock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedstock.blogspot.com/feeds/115046307161078640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892670&amp;postID=115046307161078640' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892670/posts/default/115046307161078640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892670/posts/default/115046307161078640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedstock.blogspot.com/2006/06/blue.html' title='Blue... :)'/><author><name>Mrinalini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961874839384604160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892670.post-114250749878511161</id><published>2006-03-16T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T03:11:38.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holi hai..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3995/1859/1600/splash1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3995/1859/320/splash1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry holi thi..!!! yesterday.. but the colors still refuse to go..&lt;br /&gt;The festival of colors.. holi..&lt;br /&gt;It always remind me of the paintings I used to make as a child.. filling wild colors everywere…The festival gives me a chance to live my imagination that still tends to run wild at times.. A very happy holi to all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18892670-114250749878511161?l=feedstock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedstock.blogspot.com/feeds/114250749878511161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892670&amp;postID=114250749878511161' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892670/posts/default/114250749878511161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892670/posts/default/114250749878511161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedstock.blogspot.com/2006/03/holi-hai.html' title='Holi hai..!!'/><author><name>Mrinalini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961874839384604160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892670.post-114138399034207336</id><published>2006-03-03T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T03:06:30.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging...</title><content type='html'>I have bookmarked many good blogs. I take time to read them, to give myself some food for thought or for simple pleasure of reading a good work…&lt;br /&gt;I almost make it a point to go through these blogs regularly in time but just realized that I hardly see my own… and then I typed the URL for my blog and checked in…&lt;br /&gt;And the topic of my last post made me realize what a lazy bone I am… It says ‘dilli ki sardi’… the sardi is long gone. It’s hot outside...&lt;br /&gt;Well actually I am not a lazy bone ... I feel that reading a blog is better than writing one. Its not my fault if we have people out there writing such good blogs.. Just wanted to say to you all that you really help to get the day started... I owe you a thanks..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18892670-114138399034207336?l=feedstock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedstock.blogspot.com/feeds/114138399034207336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892670&amp;postID=114138399034207336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892670/posts/default/114138399034207336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892670/posts/default/114138399034207336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedstock.blogspot.com/2006/03/blogging.html' title='Blogging...'/><author><name>Mrinalini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961874839384604160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892670.post-113532257079837014</id><published>2005-12-22T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T23:23:58.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilli ki sardi..!!</title><content type='html'>Getting up in the morning is the only thing i dislike bout Dilli ki sardi.. apart from that its the best time of the year. There is something very romantic about winters here. Especially this time of the month when christmas, New year n Lohri is approaching.. All of us looking forward to the bon fire parties..:).. Everybody is tucked in clothes..their pink noses.. I missed it all last year.. had gone to Kerala. But I have it back this year.. so much so that i am running a l'll fever but tht cnt stop me frm enjoying the weather out.&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell u a secret.. which already a few of my frenz know.. ;).. i dnt take bath in mornings...:).. i bathe at night.. sumtimes 1 or 2 at nite n then snuggle to sleep.. subeh nahane mein lag jaati hai big time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18892670-113532257079837014?l=feedstock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedstock.blogspot.com/feeds/113532257079837014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892670&amp;postID=113532257079837014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892670/posts/default/113532257079837014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892670/posts/default/113532257079837014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedstock.blogspot.com/2005/12/dilli-ki-sardi.html' title='Dilli ki sardi..!!'/><author><name>Mrinalini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961874839384604160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892670.post-113230731792200110</id><published>2005-11-18T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T01:50:03.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ek distraught journalist ki pukaar... !!!</title><content type='html'>yeh meetings yeh stories yeh feature ki duniya&lt;br /&gt;yeh insaan ke dushman, quark ki duniya&lt;br /&gt;yeh deadlines ke bhookhe, editors ki duniya&lt;br /&gt;yeh page agar ban bhi jayee to kya hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yahan ek khilona hai sub-editor ki hasti&lt;br /&gt;yeh basti hai murda reporters ki basti&lt;br /&gt;yahan par to raises se inflation hi sasti&lt;br /&gt;yeh appraisal agar ho bhi jaye to kya hai ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;har ek computer ghayal har ek news h ai baasi&lt;br /&gt;designers mein uljhan photographers mein udassi&lt;br /&gt;yeh office hai ya aalame management ki&lt;br /&gt;circulation agar badh bhi jayee to kya hai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jalaa do, jalaa do ise, phoonk dalo yeh monitor&lt;br /&gt;mere naam ka hata do yeh user&lt;br /&gt;tumahra hai tumhi sambhalo yeh computer&lt;br /&gt;yeh paper agar chal bhi jaye to kya hai?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18892670-113230731792200110?l=feedstock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedstock.blogspot.com/feeds/113230731792200110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892670&amp;postID=113230731792200110' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892670/posts/default/113230731792200110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892670/posts/default/113230731792200110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedstock.blogspot.com/2005/11/ek-distraught-journalist-ki-pukaar.html' title='Ek distraught journalist ki pukaar... !!!'/><author><name>Mrinalini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961874839384604160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892670.post-113194946845881261</id><published>2005-11-14T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T02:05:58.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hegde rocks!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3995/1859/1600/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3995/1859/320/09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought the debut album of Ganesh Hegde yesterday. Its called G. The guy sings great and dances even better. Also this guy looks amazingly cute in the video. The first and the last track (G and G-Mix) are the only dance tracks, the other are romantic but not slow. They have great beats and lyrics. Creates a mood where you feel like falling in love... I already have. Any guesses :) ?? yes baby..its you.. (G ;))..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18892670-113194946845881261?l=feedstock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedstock.blogspot.com/feeds/113194946845881261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892670&amp;postID=113194946845881261' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892670/posts/default/113194946845881261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892670/posts/default/113194946845881261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedstock.blogspot.com/2005/11/hegde-rocks.html' title='Hegde rocks!!!'/><author><name>Mrinalini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961874839384604160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18892670.post-113179241483719383</id><published>2005-11-12T02:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T02:46:54.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life on streets: A fairy tale?</title><content type='html'>I wonder how I would be if I wasn’t the way I am. I wonder how life is for others who are not what they want to be. I wonder if anybody is happy the way they are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever of life I have seen till now.. I know its not a joy ride. I am a normal human fussing about anything I can think of. I fuss about the life I lead, the food I eat, the movie I watch, people I watch it with. Nothing for me is the way it should have been.. nothing is perfect…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, I look at a face. The face of a child who goes about in the streets seeking your little time and concern. The face that makes everything in my life meaningless. We have learnt how to ignore them. Many a times we don’t even realise their existence but does that really make them extinct. We can avoid looking at them, peeping into their miserable lives but can they do it ?? I look at their face and wonder what they must be thinking. What their future would be like? They are the children without childhood. Having to fend for themselves the moment they learn to walk does not sound fair. No child is different from another then why are they treated so differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see all this and feel ashamed. I feel that by grumbling like this I am making fun of them.&lt;br /&gt;I have sworn to myself to help atleast one of the needy child to get education and be in a position to atleast lead a decent life. This is something I can do when I become self-reliant. Till then I will atleast stop all the complaining towards life and its offers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18892670-113179241483719383?l=feedstock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedstock.blogspot.com/feeds/113179241483719383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18892670&amp;postID=113179241483719383' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892670/posts/default/113179241483719383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18892670/posts/default/113179241483719383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedstock.blogspot.com/2005/11/life-on-streets-fairy-tale.html' title='Life on streets: A fairy tale?'/><author><name>Mrinalini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961874839384604160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
