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href="http://letmeknowww-guestbook.blogspot.com/2009/06/about-me.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:200;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Read sumthing about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143829802179366407-5032695209621827422?l=letmeknowww-guestbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143829802179366407/posts/default/5032695209621827422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143829802179366407/posts/default/5032695209621827422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letmeknowww-guestbook.blogspot.com/2009/06/welcome_19.html' title='Welcome'/><author><name>ritesh kedar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03331096585287728429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zRoAHEWs1ts/SXQZlWs0hpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9nHrnh-7PhI/S220/myself+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zRoAHEWs1ts/Sj9E2AFJNhI/AAAAAAAAAgE/8T3rfav2BP0/s72-c/YouRockHand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143829802179366407.post-7898000311812474005</id><published>2010-02-03T19:28:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-03T20:57:28.441+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='most pleasant time of my life...'/><title type='text'>most pleasant time of my life...(part 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Me and Bachi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bachi and I are d best frnds..Its actually luv dat we call it as frndshp..&lt;br /&gt;I got this sweet gift on a rediff chatroom...&lt;br /&gt;Thanx rediff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wuz my 12th end when I used to go to my nearest cybercafe to fill out engg admission forms and check out college names online..I made my rediff ID to give my email in admission forms...&lt;br /&gt;I thought..lets checkout on messenger..so that I mite find sum gud frnd der...&lt;br /&gt;many of my frnds who used to go to cyber chats used to flirt ol tym on the gals der..which I never liked...&lt;br /&gt;I wuz of the opinion that internet chats shud be used for frndshp and gud things rather than doing any nuisance work..dat most guys do..dats d reason ppl consider internet chats as taboo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw a id and said "hii...can i hav pleasure to tok u"&lt;br /&gt;I wuz nt expecting any reply from opposite...as gals r quite rude in these cases...&lt;br /&gt;Time wuz running out at cyber and I wuz abt to leave..but suddenly.. window popped out..&lt;br /&gt;it wuz reply frm the gal..." hi...sure"..&lt;br /&gt;I quickly extended half hour for internet use and started chatting her...&lt;br /&gt;She wuz an angel..very small gal.. 3 years younger to me..she wuz in her 9th grade..&lt;br /&gt;I thot..how can such small gal can chat...!!&lt;br /&gt;But it wuz her 1st chat I learned later...and she wuz quite afraid talking to me, a stranger...&lt;br /&gt;We had a chat and asked each others abt family and frnds..how studies going, etc...&lt;br /&gt;As I am a polite and well mannered guy (ohh..really)...I ended my chat getting a nice frnd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time wuz abt to be up..so I told her dat i will be ol9 next day too...so if possible meet me tmrw also...Which again I wuz not expecting from her to cum back next day...&lt;br /&gt;We ended the nice chat..&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day..&lt;br /&gt;I got to cyber at regular time...done my admission work...and wuz waiting for her to come ol9...&lt;br /&gt;After some time she got ol9 and we started chat again..&lt;br /&gt;We toked about many things...(which I really don't remember wot we toked abt..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that chat...we chatted for 1-2 times again and ended up being in a more gud frndshp...&lt;br /&gt;now she wuz nt afraid of me...she started toking freely on chats...&lt;br /&gt;Thus we exchanged our numbers.&lt;br /&gt;she wuz nt agreed to give her number, but by confirming my number she agreed on that..&lt;br /&gt;I told her I vl give her a call at evening next day at a predefined time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day...&lt;br /&gt;I reached the public call machine on time.&lt;br /&gt;My heart wuz beating ten times fast that day.&lt;br /&gt;It wuz my first time to tok to a stranger..that too a gal..moreover smaller than me by 3 years...&lt;br /&gt;I dialed the number..my heart starting beating vigorously...&lt;br /&gt;I ringing bell stopped and a cute voice came from the other end...&lt;br /&gt;She wuz quite afraid while telling 'hello'..&lt;br /&gt;We started to tok.&lt;br /&gt;Discussed many things.&lt;br /&gt;She wuz still afraid.&lt;br /&gt;I thought lets make her feel more comfortable while toking.&lt;br /&gt;Thus I made my words more casual (as if we were toking since ages) and more friendly..&lt;br /&gt;She liked that and started toking to me in same way as mine...&lt;br /&gt;We ended toking...&lt;br /&gt;I wuz feeling gud..&lt;br /&gt;She wuz the first gal to whom I toked for nearly half hour on phone..&lt;br /&gt;We ended the call..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At nite I msgd her dat it wuz cool toking to her..she replied to my msg same way..&lt;br /&gt;And our msging and calling started from then..&lt;br /&gt;We became quite nice friends...She used to tell many things to me..So did I..&lt;br /&gt;It wuz a growth of a nice relation that I wuz about to feel in upcoming years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143829802179366407-7898000311812474005?l=letmeknowww-guestbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143829802179366407/posts/default/7898000311812474005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143829802179366407/posts/default/7898000311812474005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letmeknowww-guestbook.blogspot.com/2010/02/most-pleasant-time-of-my-lifepart-3.html' title='most pleasant time of my life...(part 3)'/><author><name>ritesh kedar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03331096585287728429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zRoAHEWs1ts/SXQZlWs0hpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9nHrnh-7PhI/S220/myself+copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143829802179366407.post-8734159857167582715</id><published>2010-01-28T17:41:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-03T19:26:12.154+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='most pleasant time of my life...'/><title type='text'>most pleasant time of my life...(part 2)</title><content type='html'>so it wuz a usual boring day...ended up as usual..doing hell lot of study..out of which nothing got into my mind..&lt;br /&gt;at around 7pm...eve..i wuz standing in my house gallery..looking at the road cars..ol blowing horns..&lt;br /&gt;it wuz nice evening bt i wuz nt able to find any cheer in d surrounding..&lt;br /&gt;suddenly phone vibrated...it wuz my frnd..the 1 who wuz busy those days...&lt;br /&gt;i cheered up..thot dat at last sum1 remember me..&lt;br /&gt;i picked d call..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : hello !&lt;br /&gt;she : hi.hw r u??&lt;br /&gt;me : as usual..wot abt u?&lt;br /&gt;she :m fine too..hwz study going on..&lt;br /&gt;me : as usual...kuch samaj nai aa raha !&lt;br /&gt;she : ok...actualy i want code for c++ for printing a series of numbers in a particular fashion.&lt;br /&gt;me : oh..tell me i vl try..wot type of series u want to print..&lt;br /&gt;she : dat i vl msg u..&lt;br /&gt;me : ok..&lt;br /&gt;she : fine den..i msg u...bye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wuz days when v used to tok minimum 10 mins..on no topic..n dis tok wuz hardly 2 mins...&lt;br /&gt;dat too she called me for a silly c++ code...not for asking abt me....&lt;br /&gt;I got upset..nd a bit (actualy more) angry...&lt;br /&gt;she msgd me the pattern of output...and i replied wid the code..&lt;br /&gt;she called me again..for the explanation of that code...thus I explained the code..and conversation ended..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those days were really bore to me...but as I hav heard since years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'if u got sorrow..remember happiness coming soon...following again sorrow...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in d recent days i wuz going to xperience that soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143829802179366407-8734159857167582715?l=letmeknowww-guestbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143829802179366407/posts/default/8734159857167582715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143829802179366407/posts/default/8734159857167582715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letmeknowww-guestbook.blogspot.com/2010/01/most-pleasant-time-of-my-lifepart-2.html' title='most pleasant time of my life...(part 2)'/><author><name>ritesh kedar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03331096585287728429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zRoAHEWs1ts/SXQZlWs0hpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9nHrnh-7PhI/S220/myself+copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143829802179366407.post-502016368539467805</id><published>2010-01-28T09:56:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-28T17:37:27.092+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='most pleasant time of my life...'/><title type='text'>most pleasant time of my life...(part 1)</title><content type='html'>this pleasant feeling is currently happening to me...so i m writing it for ppl to peek inside a silly boy dat hav his pleasant time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wuz during winter, monsoon just ended, when xams were 'bout to start...&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wuz tensed, busy studying..so wuz I..&lt;br /&gt;I wuz under complete pressure due to loads of KT's dat every (yeah every)  engg in Mumbai had..&lt;br /&gt;A gud frnd of mine (she didnt had any nick name..so can't tell her name), wid whom i used to share ol d hell in lyf,started bcumin lil busy ..She got admission for mca in sum institute and got her very new frnds to hang around..and wuz busy in her own life..&lt;br /&gt;i coled her..around 9.30 pm..&lt;br /&gt;me = hello, hi kaha ho..&lt;br /&gt;she : i m in bus...abi ghar ja rahi hu.. q kya hua..&lt;br /&gt;me : oh.. kuch nai aise hi phone kia..actualy pak raha tha yaar ghar pe...&lt;br /&gt;she : ok..&lt;br /&gt;me : ye background se kya awaz aa rhi hai...&lt;br /&gt;she : dey r my mca frnds..dey r shouting..me tumhe badme col karti hu...&lt;br /&gt;me : okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited dat day but no phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same around 9.30pm...i called up..&lt;br /&gt;me : hello, hi wher r u?&lt;br /&gt;she : returning from college..in bus..&lt;br /&gt;me : tmrw u didnt called..i wuz waiting..&lt;br /&gt;she : bhul gai..sry..arey hum sab ghumne gaye the..beach..njoyed alot..&lt;br /&gt;me : oh..mast hai yaar..me mar raha hu books me..kuch samajh nai ata ye mechanics..muje isme interest bi nai hai..IT wala kya jane 'forces' ko...&lt;br /&gt;she : padhai karo..sare KT's clear hone chahiye is baar...&lt;br /&gt;me : ha yaar..ye fir se background noise tumhare frnds kar rahe hai kya ?&lt;br /&gt;she : ha...&lt;br /&gt;me : toh..shud v tok..?!&lt;br /&gt;she : ummm.....i vl col u later..bye..&lt;br /&gt;me : fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited..no phone..&lt;br /&gt;next day.. i didnt called..nor she..&lt;br /&gt;Dat week i wuz feeling quite lonely..whole day study.. study..n  study..&lt;br /&gt;in evening play games..tok to prazz (school best frnd)...hang out in "amrut circle" wid akki..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prazz is my school frnd..gt me again in college..n v bcum best frnds..&lt;br /&gt;but prazz is a diff guy..he is hardcore in njoying life..no tension abt studies..so am i..&lt;br /&gt;this type of "no tension" attitude we gt after getting admission in Engg..&lt;br /&gt;akki had a gf..dey used to msg every min detail to each other..n i used to think "wot dese guys do silly things..msging and caring..luv n ol dat..wooof !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt i wuz nt aware of d pleasant feeling dat both of dem had..&lt;br /&gt;which i wuz 'bout to hav in near future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time of my life hav 1 more sweet heart character..&lt;br /&gt;its bachi...&lt;br /&gt;bachi is a small kid to me..she didnt lyk herself 2 b called as bachi..but it suits her..&lt;br /&gt;the most pleasant gift dat i got from god...&lt;br /&gt;she is in 11th std..a typical gal..toking on phone wid her frnds fr several hrs but very true hearted by nature..&lt;br /&gt;she is aware dat "ego is not more then frndshp"...&lt;br /&gt;she is d most pleasant thing dat ever happend to me..&lt;br /&gt;reading story books.. and thinking abt the stories while studing is here fav hobby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she olways use to complain.."yaar meri toh waat hai..mera kuch bi padh ke nai hua"&lt;br /&gt;dis gal want to be an engineer for d sake of her parents..u believe dat..&lt;br /&gt;dis gal changed my attitude to see things in life..&lt;br /&gt;i learned forgiving frnds..saying "SORRY" even if its nt ur mistake..caring ppl..and many more things dat i m gonna write in next part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so upto this r some special characters during the pleasant period in my life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143829802179366407-502016368539467805?l=letmeknowww-guestbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143829802179366407/posts/default/502016368539467805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143829802179366407/posts/default/502016368539467805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letmeknowww-guestbook.blogspot.com/2010/01/most-pleasant-time-of-my-lifepart-1.html' title='most pleasant time of my life...(part 1)'/><author><name>ritesh kedar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03331096585287728429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zRoAHEWs1ts/SXQZlWs0hpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9nHrnh-7PhI/S220/myself+copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143829802179366407.post-829154079111210281</id><published>2009-06-18T23:54:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-22T09:23:56.448+05:30</updated><title type='text'>About me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nothing special about me to write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I m just a casual guy with some dreams in mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I fear god and bow parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I always take things lightly. And it make my life a bit difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am still studying engineering in good field of IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I am fed up of those theoretical matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I like computers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I m still a noob at pc. There's lot to learn in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can get lost in computers for hours. I got my computer in 2008 , from then I got in love with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It has been times when I worked on my computer continuously for one week with just rest of 3-4 hours at night. (with dark circles on my eyes :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I never get bored on computer (and if its internet then lolz).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I never play outdoor games. But I like to play computer games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I m die heart fan of nfs series.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I play CS too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Strange things about me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;whenever exams gets near , I get attracted to some new kinda work and neglect studies. Hence end up with loads of KT's.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whenever I go to any of my friend's home to operate their computers , those computers HANG. My friends tear my head for that. WTF.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I always do college submissions at last.It's a record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have no GF. They give me looks like m an alien or something !!!?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Bad things about me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I never remember my friends birth days.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I argue on silly topics. I like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I get a sleep , Don't ever try to buzz in my ears :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Good things:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;You need to read &lt;a href="http://letmeknowww-guestbook.blogspot.com/2009/06/guestbook-entries.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my guest book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143829802179366407-829154079111210281?l=letmeknowww-guestbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letmeknowww-guestbook.blogspot.com/feeds/829154079111210281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letmeknowww-guestbook.blogspot.com/2009/06/about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143829802179366407/posts/default/829154079111210281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143829802179366407/posts/default/829154079111210281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letmeknowww-guestbook.blogspot.com/2009/06/about-me.html' title='About me'/><author><name>ritesh kedar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03331096585287728429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zRoAHEWs1ts/SXQZlWs0hpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9nHrnh-7PhI/S220/myself+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143829802179366407.post-1025231000824231880</id><published>2009-06-18T14:45:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-19T11:00:15.699+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Guestbook Entries</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="mailto:ritesh.kedar@gmail.com"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 324px;" src="http://www.uagtca.org/images/guestbook.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Sign my guest book ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just enter your name and go !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143829802179366407-1025231000824231880?l=letmeknowww-guestbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letmeknowww-guestbook.blogspot.com/feeds/1025231000824231880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letmeknowww-guestbook.blogspot.com/2009/06/guestbook-entries.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143829802179366407/posts/default/1025231000824231880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143829802179366407/posts/default/1025231000824231880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letmeknowww-guestbook.blogspot.com/2009/06/guestbook-entries.html' title='Guestbook Entries'/><author><name>ritesh kedar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03331096585287728429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zRoAHEWs1ts/SXQZlWs0hpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9nHrnh-7PhI/S220/myself+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143829802179366407.post-6794776544677746053</id><published>2008-11-01T09:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-01T09:26:25.257+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Day at beach 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zRoAHEWs1ts/Su0GdAvqowI/AAAAAAAAApg/7I_T3frUSSM/s1600-h/movie+effect.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zRoAHEWs1ts/Su0GdAvqowI/AAAAAAAAApg/7I_T3frUSSM/s400/movie+effect.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398978623772992258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another pic at beach....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(photoshop movie effect)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143829802179366407-6794776544677746053?l=letmeknowww-guestbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143829802179366407/posts/default/6794776544677746053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143829802179366407/posts/default/6794776544677746053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letmeknowww-guestbook.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-at-beach-2.html' title='Day at beach 2'/><author><name>ritesh kedar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03331096585287728429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zRoAHEWs1ts/SXQZlWs0hpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9nHrnh-7PhI/S220/myself+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zRoAHEWs1ts/Su0GdAvqowI/AAAAAAAAApg/7I_T3frUSSM/s72-c/movie+effect.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143829802179366407.post-4628586230099557153</id><published>2008-11-01T09:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-01T09:15:53.595+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal pics'/><title type='text'>A day at beach...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zRoAHEWs1ts/Su0DaTSRy-I/AAAAAAAAApY/vQGl7Fxg7Vc/s1600-h/beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zRoAHEWs1ts/Su0DaTSRy-I/AAAAAAAAApY/vQGl7Fxg7Vc/s400/beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398975278675512290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Click image to enlarge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, prassanna and vinit all three school friends went to beach to chill out that rain.&lt;br /&gt;Njoyd the whole day at beach. Tired home. Now Busy in college lyf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143829802179366407-4628586230099557153?l=letmeknowww-guestbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143829802179366407/posts/default/4628586230099557153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143829802179366407/posts/default/4628586230099557153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letmeknowww-guestbook.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-at-beach.html' title='A day at beach...'/><author><name>ritesh kedar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03331096585287728429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zRoAHEWs1ts/SXQZlWs0hpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9nHrnh-7PhI/S220/myself+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zRoAHEWs1ts/Su0DaTSRy-I/AAAAAAAAApY/vQGl7Fxg7Vc/s72-c/beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
