<?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-1032931564619993326</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:34:22.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Kolla</title><subtitle type='html'>A journery of a person who lives life as it comes..........</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kolla</name><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>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1032931564619993326.post-2885732286234118564</id><published>2008-10-13T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T08:46:14.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Natural Bridge Caverns- San Antonio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hhqULnLrZ70/SPNsxsnRQ0I/AAAAAAAAC7o/LWyHmW8lX5E/s1600-h/DSC00310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256664791116759874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hhqULnLrZ70/SPNsxsnRQ0I/AAAAAAAAC7o/LWyHmW8lX5E/s320/DSC00310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Srinu and I met one of our good friend's Mr.&amp;amp; Mrs Goutham in San Antonio. As it was a short trip we didn't plan much ahead of time. After a long way of discussion our group decided to have a brunch at Sarovar Indian Restaurant, Oh boy the food over there was authentic and really love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The we started our way to visit the San Antonio wild life ranch and the near by Natural Caves of San Antonio. We drove our car through a small gate and were surprised to see much of the wild life wandering over there. I like the funny way that we fed the animals . Anisha and I were laughing when Gowtham and Srinu were scared when the animals were approaching near us. I like the way an Ostrich approached our car and it picked the feed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next we went to Natural Bridge caverns here in San Antonio. The name of the cave comes from the natural stone bridge, all that is left of a huge collapsed room that now forms the entrance. I have been to Burrah Caves in India and I felt that this cave seams to be more impressive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/1032931564619993326-2885732286234118564?l=koolkolla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/feeds/2885732286234118564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1032931564619993326&amp;postID=2885732286234118564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/2885732286234118564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/2885732286234118564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/2008/10/natural-bridge-caverns-san-antonio.html' title='Natural Bridge Caverns- San Antonio'/><author><name>kolla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hhqULnLrZ70/SPNsxsnRQ0I/AAAAAAAAC7o/LWyHmW8lX5E/s72-c/DSC00310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1032931564619993326.post-7315957702268259628</id><published>2008-10-13T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T08:20:10.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready to update the blog after a while!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey sorry for not posting much stuff all these.. I was litte busy for the past few months and now I am fully energetic to update my blog regularly..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1032931564619993326-7315957702268259628?l=koolkolla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/feeds/7315957702268259628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1032931564619993326&amp;postID=7315957702268259628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/7315957702268259628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/7315957702268259628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/2008/10/ready-to-update-blog-after-while.html' title='Ready to update the blog after a while!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>kolla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1032931564619993326.post-9017676047817278741</id><published>2007-02-18T14:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T14:16:09.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ideals are like stars; you will not succeed in touching them with your hands. But like the&lt;br /&gt;seafaring man on the desert of waters, you choose them as your guides, and following them you will reach your destiny. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                      &lt;/span&gt;Carl Schurz (1829-1906)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1032931564619993326-9017676047817278741?l=koolkolla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/feeds/9017676047817278741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1032931564619993326&amp;postID=9017676047817278741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/9017676047817278741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/9017676047817278741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/2007/02/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day!!!'/><author><name>kolla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1032931564619993326.post-3809888852939009664</id><published>2007-02-18T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T14:11:42.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hhqULnLrZ70/RdjNlVFbvOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/cAxsZzpTajw/s1600-h/160px-Erg_Chebbi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hhqULnLrZ70/RdjNlVFbvOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/cAxsZzpTajw/s400/160px-Erg_Chebbi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032998624785317090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Erg_Chebbi.jpg" class="image" title="Erg Chebbi"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Erg Chebbi, the sole Saharan erg In &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Morocco&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. An erg is a large, relatively flat area of desert covered with wind-swept sand with little to no vegetation cover.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1032931564619993326-3809888852939009664?l=koolkolla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/feeds/3809888852939009664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1032931564619993326&amp;postID=3809888852939009664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/3809888852939009664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/3809888852939009664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/2007/02/erg-chebbi-sole-saharan-erg-in-morocco.html' title=''/><author><name>kolla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hhqULnLrZ70/RdjNlVFbvOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/cAxsZzpTajw/s72-c/160px-Erg_Chebbi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1032931564619993326.post-287750377171342032</id><published>2006-12-13T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T22:13:47.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the big day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008044969276633090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hhqULnLrZ70/RYAmXaTqcAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/0Or3Q2-w0vA/s200/graduation+126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I was waiting all these days for one big day to come true. All of a sudden it came in on December the 9th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      The day before the big event was filled with a hectic schedule list of birthday festivities (Dinesh ,J.K)  the anxiety regarding the big day was still in the air . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early in the morning at 10am and started getting ready for my grad walk. Finally  the time came on and I was little bit anxious . Every thing went good and all the chains were loosened. After the big event we had an awesome photo session. I started rejoicing the sweet memories I had ,even though I was emotionally strong, the small feeling that I am going to miss all my friends kept stinging me inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to extend a wholehearted "thanks" to all my best buddies and friends who supported me back in my failures and achievements. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1032931564619993326-287750377171342032?l=koolkolla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/feeds/287750377171342032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1032931564619993326&amp;postID=287750377171342032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/287750377171342032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/287750377171342032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/2006/12/on-big-day.html' title='On the big day...'/><author><name>kolla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hhqULnLrZ70/RYAmXaTqcAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/0Or3Q2-w0vA/s72-c/graduation+126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1032931564619993326.post-1364595319457776936</id><published>2006-12-04T16:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T16:41:51.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>coolest dog ever lol....</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="width:400px; height:326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-5075016233896455486&amp;hl=en" flashvars=""&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1032931564619993326-1364595319457776936?l=koolkolla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/feeds/1364595319457776936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1032931564619993326&amp;postID=1364595319457776936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/1364595319457776936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/1364595319457776936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/2006/12/coolest-dog-ever-lol.html' title='coolest dog ever lol....'/><author><name>kolla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1032931564619993326.post-6687347750718890044</id><published>2006-12-04T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T15:19:00.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MADONNA'S NEW BABY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hhqULnLrZ70/RXSsvB5MV3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DSXw1rdBNIg/s1600-h/3yhyjx3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004815009877612402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hhqULnLrZ70/RXSsvB5MV3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DSXw1rdBNIg/s400/3yhyjx3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I don't understand the controversy over Madonna's adoption of a malawian orphan. Shouldn't it be taken as a sign of generosity and love? I think the media are to blame for all the accusations of impropriety. Doing something that may be seen as trendy is not always bad thing. Madonna's action will hopefully encourage others to adopt orphan child who might otherwise have very grim lives.&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/1032931564619993326-6687347750718890044?l=koolkolla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/feeds/6687347750718890044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1032931564619993326&amp;postID=6687347750718890044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/6687347750718890044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/6687347750718890044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/2006/12/madonnas-new-baby.html' title='MADONNA&apos;S NEW BABY'/><author><name>kolla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hhqULnLrZ70/RXSsvB5MV3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DSXw1rdBNIg/s72-c/3yhyjx3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1032931564619993326.post-2881820092717186320</id><published>2006-11-26T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T16:00:06.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:) :) :)  Live, Love, Laugh :) :) :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Laugh Often&lt;br /&gt;Live a life that's full&lt;br /&gt;Love with all your heart&lt;br /&gt;And happiness will embrace you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/1032931564619993326-2881820092717186320?l=koolkolla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/feeds/2881820092717186320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1032931564619993326&amp;postID=2881820092717186320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/2881820092717186320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/2881820092717186320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/2006/11/live-love-laugh.html' title=':) :) :)  Live, Love, Laugh :) :) :)'/><author><name>kolla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1032931564619993326.post-4270587900352432317</id><published>2006-11-23T11:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T11:24:23.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Power Color Is Gold&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/gold.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Highest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are engrossed in passions that mentally stimulate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Lowest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seek thrills and neglect what's important in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see dating as adventure and approach it with an open attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You're Attractive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You passion for life makes others passionate about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Eternal Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Am I Having Fun?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/"&gt;What's Your Power Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1032931564619993326-4270587900352432317?l=koolkolla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/feeds/4270587900352432317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1032931564619993326&amp;postID=4270587900352432317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/4270587900352432317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/4270587900352432317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/2006/11/your-power-color-is-gold-at-your.html' title=''/><author><name>kolla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1032931564619993326.post-9069643139843131696</id><published>2006-11-19T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T23:12:55.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why don't I appreciate Steve Irwin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4334/126090278884276/1600/743575/Crikeysteve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4334/126090278884276/400/51462/Crikeysteve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was an Australian but  his popularity was admittedly universal. His crocodile hunter series of animal documentaries attracted millions of viewers worldwide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                Steve Irwin was killed in September off Australia’s Northeast coast after hit by the serrated barb from a string ray’s tail during a diving expedition for a television shoot. He was apparently grappling with string-ray, which reacted in self defense. The barb pierced his chest and stilled his heart.&lt;br /&gt;                                It’s a sad thing but as an animal lover I will not salute Steve Irwin’s memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  His bio-data would suggest that 44-year old Irwin was a first rate naturalist and wild life crusader, even a global ambassador of conversation. His mission he proclaimed, was to make wild life environs palpable at close quarters, not something to be admires like a pretty picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    He trespassed into the habitats of all kinds of animals, manhandled and bullied then with a repulsive gusto and then topped it all by startling the distressed creatures with shrieking endearments. What was he really aiming at? Is it for fame …&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;br /&gt;                                    In one of his documentaries to demonstrate the camels, he chased them several miles and finally he started hurting one calf. Is it a four legged variation of WWF bout!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    Several of the fans of Steve Irwin went on a revenge killing spree leaving a trail of dead string-rays. For a man who is said to have lived for animals there could be no greater failure of his life-mission.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1032931564619993326-9069643139843131696?l=koolkolla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/feeds/9069643139843131696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1032931564619993326&amp;postID=9069643139843131696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/9069643139843131696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/9069643139843131696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/2006/11/why-dont-i-appreciate-steve-irwin.html' title='Why don&apos;t I appreciate Steve Irwin'/><author><name>kolla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1032931564619993326.post-1982240989268780888</id><published>2006-11-13T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:06:11.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Champion in the ugly dog contest............</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;            &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4334/126090278884276/1600/archie_1_160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4334/126090278884276/400/archie_1_160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; One might have seen any contest by the name most lovely dog or an attractive dog but today I came across to see a contest named “The Most Ugliest Dog of the Year”, aired on Animal planet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                         Here is Archie which won the first prize in the 2006 sonoma fair world's ugliest dog contest. First time it sounds crazy for me but after some time I thought at least there is someone who cares for the awful animals. &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/1032931564619993326-1982240989268780888?l=koolkolla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/feeds/1982240989268780888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1032931564619993326&amp;postID=1982240989268780888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/1982240989268780888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/1982240989268780888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/2006/11/champion-in-ugly-dog-contest.html' title='Champion in the ugly dog contest............'/><author><name>kolla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1032931564619993326.post-3953882528001731188</id><published>2006-11-12T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T22:59:22.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My trip to New Talavan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4334/126090278884276/1600/temple2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4334/126090278884276/400/temple2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to think of going to the ISKCON temple in Mississippi which is pretty near to Mobile. It was a long drive from Mobile,al So we rented a vehicle . The total journey to the temple was really awesome.&lt;br /&gt;We actually planned to start at 7am but as usually we made a delay in our start. So it was almost 9am by the time we started. I had many big plans for the day so I was in a bit hurry.&lt;br /&gt;                                                       We made a pretty good move but unfortunately we got lost and we were not able to get the place. It looks like we were traveling in a deserted place. I see no one near by and It reminded me one of the psycho movies TCM(Texas chainsaw Massacre) . Then we came across a service station and one of my friend started enquiring about the place.&lt;br /&gt;                                                        I just remembered that we had our GPS system and started fixing it to check the exact location of our destination. After a very bumpy long drive we caught the place. On my first look I did not really like the place because I was in a mode to expect a really bit temple and some devotees working in the farm over there, but don’t see any things like that.&lt;br /&gt;It was 12pm and we came to know that they are going to have a harathi session. After couple of minutes the curtains were open and the harathi session was started.&lt;br /&gt;                                                        It was so peaceful over there and I sat there for some time and had a little conversation about the place, when it was started. I came to know that the name talavan came from the one of the Indian places where Lord Krishna used to gaze the cows. And the place was started around 1976 It was almost 30 years till date.&lt;br /&gt;                                                       After the procession we had some prasadam which was cooked by one of the devotee from Malaysia. The devotee over there really took pretty good care of us and we had some fun over there. All the words he said was Hare krsna and hare rama.&lt;br /&gt;                                                       It will be one of the best places to have some spiritual peace. Some of you might not even know about the place, the address of the place is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31492 Anner Road • Carriere, Mississippi 39426 • 601 749-9460 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1032931564619993326-3953882528001731188?l=koolkolla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/feeds/3953882528001731188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1032931564619993326&amp;postID=3953882528001731188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/3953882528001731188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/3953882528001731188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-trip-to-new-talavan.html' title='My trip to New Talavan'/><author><name>kolla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1032931564619993326.post-5226686918406825536</id><published>2006-11-12T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T09:19:36.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celibrity Prenuptials</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Sunday morning I was flipping around on the TV,and came across a program "Celibrity Prenups" in vh1. The show was a little bit ridiculous but I found some intresting points.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;                               For Hollywood actors and pop stars,pre-nuptial agreements are as important a part of getting married as the icing on the wedding cake. As hollywood marriages are known for being shot-lived,which is why an increasing number of celibrities have turned to prenuptial agreements for protection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;                              After big names like Harrison Ford and Stephen Spielberg ,The attorneys all over Hollywood made sure their clients spelled out exactly what they wanted before saying I do. It's not only money ; Pre-nups can dictate every thing from how much football some one can watch, drinking habbits, and even howmuch weight a wife can gain while pregnant.                                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&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/1032931564619993326-5226686918406825536?l=koolkolla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/feeds/5226686918406825536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1032931564619993326&amp;postID=5226686918406825536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/5226686918406825536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/5226686918406825536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/2006/11/celibrity-prenuptials.html' title='Celibrity Prenuptials'/><author><name>kolla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1032931564619993326.post-2696623034356890998</id><published>2006-11-12T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T08:42:37.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooop's Brit did it again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4334/126090278884276/1600/britney_spears_kevin1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4334/126090278884276/320/britney_spears_kevin1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Britney did it again, I mean "split up with someone" -- in this case, husband Kevin Federline. You'll remember that Ms. Spears' union with Mr. Federline came soon after her quick marriage to Jason Alexander (childhood friend) was annulled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time prenuptial aggrement played a key role in the timing of divorce. She exactly filed the divorce from 2 years and one month from the day of her marriage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her prenup, according to legal theorists, evidently carried increases for Federline for every year of their marriage. And those deadlines, they say, likely had 30-day grace periods. Hence, Nov. 6 would have been Britney's last chance to get out of paying a third year of alimony settlement to a basically talentless slacker who was a drain on her finances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/1032931564619993326-2696623034356890998?l=koolkolla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/feeds/2696623034356890998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1032931564619993326&amp;postID=2696623034356890998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/2696623034356890998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/2696623034356890998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/2006/11/ooops-brit-did-it-again.html' title='Ooop&apos;s Brit did it again!'/><author><name>kolla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1032931564619993326.post-5294755969642957749</id><published>2006-11-01T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T23:19:32.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some more from Sardarji</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enjoy......... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Interviewer: what is your birth date?  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sardar: 13th October   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which year?  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Sardar : Oye ullu ke pathe _ _ _ EVERY YEAR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teacher to Sardar: Write your best friend's name in English.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sardar wrote: ' Beautiful Red Underwear'  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teacher: What?  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sardar: His name is Sundar Lal Sheddy &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Manager asked to sardar at an interview Can you spell a word that has more than 100 letters in it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sardar replied: -P-O-S-T-B-O-X.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4 -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; After returning back from a foreign trip, sardar asked his wife, Do I look like a foreigner?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wife: No! Why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sardar: In London a lady asked me Are you a foreigner?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1032931564619993326-5294755969642957749?l=koolkolla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/feeds/5294755969642957749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1032931564619993326&amp;postID=5294755969642957749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/5294755969642957749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/5294755969642957749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/2006/11/some-more-from-sardarji.html' title='Some more from Sardarji'/><author><name>kolla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1032931564619993326.post-8798544961859022186</id><published>2006-11-01T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T22:52:41.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL ;;;;;;;;;</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sardar is sitting in a beach. One American came and asked him "r u relaxing?" "No, Iam Pappu Singh," Sardar replyed. Another American came and asked "r u relaxing?" " No I am Pappu Singh," Sardar said again. He got frustrated and left that place and going home. While he was going home, he saw an American sitting and enjoying. He went to him and asked " r u relaxing?" " Yes" he said. Sradar slapped him and said "Hey man, there somebody r searching for u and u r sitting here. Go..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1032931564619993326-8798544961859022186?l=koolkolla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/feeds/8798544961859022186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1032931564619993326&amp;postID=8798544961859022186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/8798544961859022186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/8798544961859022186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/2006/11/lol.html' title='LOL ;;;;;;;;;'/><author><name>kolla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1032931564619993326.post-98472306236630791</id><published>2006-10-31T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T18:23:14.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHO'S JOB IS IT??</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is a story about four people named Everybody, Somebody, Anybody and Nobody. There was an important job to be done and Everybody was sure Somebody would do it. Anybody could have done it, but Nobody did it. Somebody got angry about that, because it was Everybody’s job. Everybody thought Anybody cold do it but Nobody realized that Every body wouldn’t do it. It ended up that Everybody blamed Somebody when Nobody did what Anybody could have done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wondered why Somebody didn’t do something---- and then&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I am Somebody!&lt;/strong&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/1032931564619993326-98472306236630791?l=koolkolla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/feeds/98472306236630791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1032931564619993326&amp;postID=98472306236630791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/98472306236630791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/98472306236630791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/2006/10/whos-job-is-it.html' title='WHO&apos;S JOB IS IT??'/><author><name>kolla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1032931564619993326.post-3503403388327448480</id><published>2006-10-30T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T15:17:52.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where'd you go? I miss you so..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4334/126090278884276/1600/music%20notes.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px" height="129" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4334/126090278884276/200/music%20notes.gif" width="98" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;If you can listen the song which is playing in MY TUNE IN of my page keep listening . It is from Fortminor a hip hop ensemble and a side project of linkin park done by Mike Shinoda . Mike is best known for his work in the linkin band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I guess by now you like the song if not keep listening to it you will love the song . The song goes like this........&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Where'd you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I miss you so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Seems like it's been forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;That you've been gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;She said "Some days I feel like shit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Some days I wanna quit, and just be normal for a bit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"I don't understand why you have to always be gone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I get along but the trips always feel so long,And, I find myself trying to stay by the phone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Cause your voice always helps me to not feel so alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I feel like an idiot, workin' my day around the call,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But when I pick up I don't have much to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, I want you to know it's a little fucked up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;That I'm stuck here waitin', at times debatin',&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tellin' you that I've had it with you and your career,Me and the rest of the family here singing "Where'd you go?".....................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1032931564619993326-3503403388327448480?l=koolkolla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/feeds/3503403388327448480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1032931564619993326&amp;postID=3503403388327448480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/3503403388327448480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/3503403388327448480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/2006/10/whered-you-go-i-miss-you-so.html' title='Where&apos;d you go? I miss you so..'/><author><name>kolla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1032931564619993326.post-5531210372218313301</id><published>2006-10-29T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T17:25:02.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TauBetaPi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4334/126090278884276/1600/logo_rev.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4334/126090278884276/400/logo_rev.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                  I joined in Tau Beta Pi engineering honor society, which was started around 1885. The society organised a chapter meeting. The meeting was scheduled to start at 12.30pm as it was lunch time we had some food too.&lt;br /&gt;                 As this was my first meeting and I was looking at others faces to find one familiar face. Almost all of the members were from either civil or mechanical departments. Still I kept watching at others hoping that I could get some company. The meeting was started and the first word which came from one of my co-member was “Let’s have Pizza …..” I stared at him and went to grab couple of slices of pizza.&lt;br /&gt;                                                            I went back and sat in one of the corners. I had a small hope that I could find some of my department members. Ok we had a serious discussion about what is our schedule for the left over year and for the next year; I was thinking whose going to be over there next year as I will be graduated this semester. Looking at me my advisor said that you can even participate in the chapter activities even after graduation. I was surprised how she can read my mind.&lt;br /&gt;                                                   Still I was alone and thinking of myself. All of a sudden every one calm down and I heard a strange voice somewhere from the front, “ Hemanth do you have any thing to say”. Luckily I got a chance to talk. I started talking about the importance of an engineer to the society and in the way an engineer can make the earth a better place to live.&lt;br /&gt;                                                   I got in to contact with some of my electrical team members. I felt so happy to be as a member of such a big society. Finally I had some good time with the rest of the chapter members.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1032931564619993326-5531210372218313301?l=koolkolla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/feeds/5531210372218313301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1032931564619993326&amp;postID=5531210372218313301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/5531210372218313301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/5531210372218313301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/2006/10/taubetapi.html' title='TauBetaPi'/><author><name>kolla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1032931564619993326.post-3209204281691364044</id><published>2006-10-27T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T22:16:03.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My school......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4334/126090278884276/1600/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4334/126090278884276/400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To day I was really bored doing my same old work. I thought It would be one of my worst days....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After some time one of my school friend called and we shared some fun about my school. Then after hanging with him I started memorizing my days from the school. I really had an awesome time in that school... Ohhhh I forgot to tell the name of the school, It's Assisi High School. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The first day of my school was really funny. I used to be a reserved kind of person, some of my buddies introduced themself . Some of them even started teasing me as I was pretty new, thou all of it is just for fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The journey which started like that went on a long way and I had great fun time. All of a sudden I moved from that school and I lost in contact with all of friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;From the past couple of months I am getting in touch with my school buddies and I am really happy to find them after a long time.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1032931564619993326-3209204281691364044?l=koolkolla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/feeds/3209204281691364044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1032931564619993326&amp;postID=3209204281691364044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/3209204281691364044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/3209204281691364044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-school.html' title='My school......'/><author><name>kolla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1032931564619993326.post-5759243753888823362</id><published>2006-10-26T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:52:30.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheerfulness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4334/126090278884276/1600/smiley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4334/126090278884276/400/smiley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;heerfulness is contagious, but don't wait to catch it from others,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Be a carrier&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/1032931564619993326-5759243753888823362?l=koolkolla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/feeds/5759243753888823362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1032931564619993326&amp;postID=5759243753888823362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/5759243753888823362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/5759243753888823362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/2006/10/cheerfulness.html' title='Cheerfulness!'/><author><name>kolla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1032931564619993326.post-3423495766839191170</id><published>2006-10-26T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T12:48:00.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meebo rocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meebo.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 228px; HEIGHT: 140px" height="113" src="http://www.gomeebo.com/buttons/gomeebo-1.gif" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meebo is one of my favotite sites. Meebo is a web based IM lets you log into our IM networks from any computer with a browser and internet connection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1032931564619993326-3423495766839191170?l=koolkolla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/feeds/3423495766839191170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1032931564619993326&amp;postID=3423495766839191170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/3423495766839191170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032931564619993326/posts/default/3423495766839191170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolkolla.blogspot.com/2006/10/meebo-is-one-of-my-favotite-sites.html' title='Meebo rocks'/><author><name>kolla</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1032931564619993326.post-2670624555649186930</id><published>2006-10-26T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:53:56.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunset at Panamacity Beach,Fl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4334/126090278884276/1600/DSC01689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; WIDTH: 299px; HEIGHT: 415px" height="353" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4334/126090278884276/320/DSC01689.jpg" width="328" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For most of the people sunsets are the favorite time of day. Its been a while since I had lots of fun with my chimpy cheesy friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pavan, Gowtham,Vijay and Myself were really tired after playing beach ball. 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