<?xml version="1.0" encoding="iso-8859-1"?><rss version="1.0"><channel><title>Diary of thedaddytiger</title><link>http://thedaddytiger.rediffiland.com/</link><description>Diary of thedaddytiger</description><language>en-us</language><item><title>Swami prem pujari ke gyan vachan !!!!!!</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#0000ff size=4>1. If u think a girl is beautiful, she'll always have a boyfriend to confirm that.</FONT></P><P><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#0000ff size=4>2. the nicer she is...the quicker u will be dumped!!!!!</FONT></P><P><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#0000ff size=4>3. The more the makeup, worse the looks...</FONT></P><P><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#0000ff size=4>4. "99% of the girls in this world are beautiful. Remaining 1% would always be in your company.".................100% true</FONT></P><P><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#0000ff size=4>5. The guy standing next to a beautiful girl can never be her brother.</FONT></P><P><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#0000ff size=4>6. If by any chance the girl you like , likes you too, she will let you know in about 10 years from now ,when you are committed..</FONT></P><P><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#0000ff size=4>7. The more you ignore a girl, the more she'll want to be friends with you.</FONT></P><P><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#0000ff size=4>8. Theory of relativity......</FONT></P><P><FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#0000ff size=4>The more u run towards a her....the more she goes away from u...</FONT></P><FONT face="Comic Sans MS"><P><FONT color=#0000ff size=4>9. Rule 1: Even if you got her out alone... just when you are about to let her know about your feelings...she will spot a long lost friend( I guess from Kumbh ka Mela) </FONT></P><P><FONT color=#0000ff size=4>Corollary to rule 1: The more desperate you are to tell your feelings to a girl on a private chat, the more probability the long lost friend she discovered is a handsome superman, who beats you in everything 9:1</FONT></P><P><FONT color=#0000ff size=4>Axiom 1: The more dedicated you are to the girl, the longer it takes before things work out, but ultimately it will (some smile for the guys)</FONT></P><P><FONT color=#0000ff size=4>10. the day the girl you really like comes and speaks to you will be the day when-</FONT></P><P><FONT color=#0000ff size=4> 1. You are dressed badly<BR>2. You forgot to brush your teeth for the first time in your life<BR>3.Have a bad hair day</FONT></P><P><FONT color=#0000ff size=4>11. all the good girls are either nuns or married .the rest go around with u and ruin ur money,health and leave u a total wreck.</FONT></P><P><FONT color=#0000ff size=4>12. the more seriously u like a girl...the more seriously her dad will hate u</FONT></P><P><FONT color=#0000ff size=4>13. the love you shower a girl with is directly proportional to the number of bullets her dad w000000ill be showering at you.</FONT></FONT></P>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 30 Nov 2008 00:45:48 +0530</pubDate><link>http://thedaddytiger.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/11/30/Swami-prem-pujari-ke-gyan-vachan.html</link></item><item><title>3hree things!...</title><description><![CDATA[<P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Courier New" size=2>Three things in life that, once gone, never come back</FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Courier New" size=2>1. Time</FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Courier New" size=2>2. Words</FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Courier New" size=2>3. Opportunity</FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p><FONT face="Courier New" size=2> </FONT></o:p></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Courier New" size=2>Three things in life that can destroy a person</FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Courier New" size=2>1. Anger</FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Courier New" size=2>2. Pride</FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Courier New" size=2>3. Unforgiveness</FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><o:p><FONT face="Courier New" size=2> </FONT></o:p></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Courier New" size=2>Three things in life that you should never lose</FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Courier New" size=2>1. Hope</FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Courier New" size=2>2. Peace</FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Courier New" size=2>3. Honesty</FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><o:p><FONT face="Courier New" size=2> </FONT></o:p></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Courier New" size=2>Three things in life that are most valuable</FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Courier New" size=2>1. Love</FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Courier New" size=2>2. Family &amp; Friends</FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Courier New" size=2>3. Kindness</FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><o:p><FONT face="Courier New" size=2> </FONT></o:p></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Courier New" size=2>Three things in life that are never certain</FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Courier New" size=2>1. Fortune</FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Courier New" size=2>2. Success</FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Courier New" size=2>3. Dreams</FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><o:p><FONT face="Courier New" size=2> </FONT></o:p></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Courier New" size=2>Three things that make a person</FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Courier New" size=2>1. Commitment</FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Courier New" size=2>2. Sincerity</FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Courier New" size=2>3. Hard work</FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoPlainText style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><o:p><FONT face="Courier New" size=2> </FONT></o:p></P><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA">One more Important thing---&gt; aap sab log aur, aaplog ki dosti.</SPAN>]]></description><pubDate>Thu, 27 Nov 2008 18:09:04 +0530</pubDate><link>http://thedaddytiger.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/11/27/3hree-things.html</link></item><item><title>Guru Gyan......</title><description><![CDATA[<br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home2/20/02f72381bb2ee27eaef46f5207b44219/homep/images/1227678231">]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 26 Nov 2008 11:13:21 +0530</pubDate><link>http://thedaddytiger.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/11/26/Guru-Gyan.html</link></item><item><title>I rather die a million times...</title><description><![CDATA[is it a crime for caring too much, or maybe for too longis it a crime to start something that wasnt meant to be all along<br>i dont understand how emotions work, or why i still care<br>and in this confusion, i was drowned in sorrow and dispair<br><br>it was only recent that i discovered my true flaw<br>it's because i overlook sad times, and goodness was all i saw<br>i never really thought about how much it hurts to love<br>cause i only thought of the smiles, there wasnt as much of<br><br>i asked myself how i cared for someone, who didnt care for me<br>and the answer is that, my heart was just too blind to see<br>i cared about the person you were, when we were first dating<br>but everything you said to me afterwards, is truly worth hating<br><br>i finally understand now, the world is just a harsh place<br>and all the mistakes we made, can never be erased<br>so from the bottom of my heart, i say something that is true<br>i rather die a million times, than to get back with you <br>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 16 Nov 2008 18:33:42 +0530</pubDate><link>http://thedaddytiger.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/11/16/I-rather-die-a-million-times.html</link></item><item><title>moms forever</title><description><![CDATA[<P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-JUSTIFY: kashida; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-KASHIDA: 0%">This post is for mothers .... <B>I love you ammi.</B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-JUSTIFY: kashida; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-KASHIDA: 0%"><?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p> </o:p></P><P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-JUSTIFY: kashida; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-KASHIDA: 0%">Mum and Dad were watching TV when Mum said, 'I'm tired, and it's getting late. I think I'll go to bed.'<SPAN lang=AR-SA dir=rtl><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-JUSTIFY: kashida; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-KASHIDA: 0%"><SPAN lang=AR-SA dir=rtl><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-JUSTIFY: kashida; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-KASHIDA: 0%">She went to the kitchen to make sandwiches for the next day's lunches. Rinsed out the popcorn bowls, took meat out of the freezer for supper the following evening, checked the cereal box levels, filled the sugar container, put spoons and bowls on the table and started the coffee pot for brewing the next morning.<SPAN lang=AR-SA dir=rtl><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-JUSTIFY: kashida; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-KASHIDA: 0%"><SPAN lang=AR-SA dir=rtl><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-JUSTIFY: kashida; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-KASHIDA: 0%">She then put some wet clothes in the dryer, put a load of clothes into the washer, ironed a shirt and secured a loose button. She picked up the game pieces left on the table, put the phone back On the charger and put the telephone book into the drawer. She watered the plants, emptied a wastebasket and hung up a towel to dry. She yawned and stretched and headed for the bedroom.<SPAN lang=AR-SA dir=rtl><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-JUSTIFY: kashida; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-KASHIDA: 0%"><SPAN lang=AR-SA dir=rtl><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-JUSTIFY: kashida; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-KASHIDA: 0%">She stopped by the desk and wrote a note to the teacher, counted out some cash for the excursion and pulled a text book out from hiding under the chair. She signed a birthday card for a friend, addressed and stamped the envelope and wrote a quick note for the grocery store. She put both near her bag.<SPAN lang=AR-SA dir=rtl><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-JUSTIFY: kashida; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-KASHIDA: 0%"><SPAN lang=AR-SA dir=rtl><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-JUSTIFY: kashida; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-KASHIDA: 0%">Mum then washed her face with 3 in 1 cleanser, put on her Night Solution &amp; age fighting moisturizer, brushed and flossed her teeth and filed her nails.<SPAN lang=AR-SA dir=rtl><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-JUSTIFY: kashida; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-KASHIDA: 0%">Dad called out, 'I thought you were going to bed.'<SPAN lang=AR-SA dir=rtl><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-JUSTIFY: kashida; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-KASHIDA: 0%"><SPAN dir=ltr></SPAN><SPAN dir=ltr></SPAN>'I'm on my way,' she said. She put some water into the dog's dish and put the cat outside, then made sure the doors were locked and the patio light was on. She looked in on each of the kids and turned out their bedside lamps and radios, hung up a shirt, threw some dirty socks into the hamper, and had a brief conversation with the one up still doing homework.<SPAN lang=AR-SA dir=rtl><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-JUSTIFY: kashida; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-KASHIDA: 0%"><SPAN lang=AR-SA dir=rtl><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-JUSTIFY: kashida; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-KASHIDA: 0%">In her own room, she set the alarm; laid out clothing for the next day, straightened up the shoe rack. She added three things to her 6 most important things to do list.. She said her prayers, and visualized the accomplishment of her goals.<SPAN lang=AR-SA dir=rtl><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-JUSTIFY: kashida; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-KASHIDA: 0%"><SPAN lang=AR-SA dir=rtl><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-JUSTIFY: kashida; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-KASHIDA: 0%">About that time, Dad turned off the TV and announced to no one in particular. 'I'm going to bed.' And he did...without another thought. </P><P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-JUSTIFY: kashida; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-KASHIDA: 0%"><o:p> </o:p></P><P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-JUSTIFY: kashida; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-KASHIDA: 0%">Anything extraordinary here? Wonder why women live longer...?<SPAN lang=AR-SA dir=rtl><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-JUSTIFY: kashida; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-KASHIDA: 0%"><SPAN lang=AR-SA dir=rtl><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-JUSTIFY: kashida; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-KASHIDA: 0%"><SPAN dir=ltr></SPAN><SPAN dir=ltr></SPAN>'CAUSE THEY ARE MADE FOR THE LONG HAUL.......<SPAN lang=AR-SA dir=rtl><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-JUSTIFY: kashida; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-KASHIDA: 0%"><o:p> </o:p></P><P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-JUSTIFY: kashida; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-KASHIDA: 0%">(and they still have things to do!!!!)<SPAN lang=AR-SA dir=rtl><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-JUSTIFY: kashida; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-KASHIDA: 0%"><SPAN lang=AR-SA dir=rtl><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-JUSTIFY: kashida; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-KASHIDA: 0%">Copy this post and send to five phenomenal women today...<SPAN lang=AR-SA dir=rtl><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-JUSTIFY: kashida; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-KASHIDA: 0%"><SPAN lang=AR-SA dir=rtl><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-JUSTIFY: kashida; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-KASHIDA: 0%">And forward this to as many men as you can so that they know why Women are so special :)........!</P>]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 27 Oct 2008 14:46:52 +0530</pubDate><link>http://thedaddytiger.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/10/27/moms-forever-1.html</link></item><item><title>six sigma</title><description><![CDATA[<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN lang=EN-GB style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: #666699; FONT-FAMILY: 'Rage Italic'"><FONT color=#009900>Six Sigma<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN lang=EN-GB style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: #666699; FONT-FAMILY: 'Rage Italic'"><o:p><FONT color=#009900> </FONT></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN lang=EN-GB style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: #666699; FONT-FAMILY: 'Rage Italic'"><FONT color=#009900>Have you guys heard about this word called Six Sigma? I m sure many of us heard this especially management students and those who are into corporate world might have definitely heard about it and some of us might have implemented it in our working places. Its my unfortunate that I too experienced this horrible two words implementation. Two months back we got a circular that our department has to attend the training sessions for Six Sigma (yellow belt). Let me first describe you what is six sigma: it's a management tool to attend the maximum quality and production with success rate of 99.9999%. it has several stages starting with yellow belt and goes till black belt(not karate ofcourse levels are referred as belts in six sigma).<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN lang=EN-GB style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: #666699; FONT-FAMILY: 'Rage Italic'"><o:p><FONT color=#009900> </FONT></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN lang=EN-GB style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: #666699; FONT-FAMILY: 'Rage Italic'"><FONT color=#009900>So what happen is everyone applied including my immediate boss whom many times I refer as Ass in my blogs which is justified now in this post. Training went peacefully less work as we have to give time to the training sessions in the training centre for two weeks for doing projects, workshops etc etc.<SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </SPAN>Now time for the exam. Yes after completion of the training we have to write the exam of 100 marks on which min score should be 50. its my bad luck that my boss receive 52 marks and stand second last in the result list. Now that's my end for the<SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </SPAN>further training sessions not even for six sigma but also in all the other organisation trainings like quality management, safety management and all, I wasn't included in any training session there after and was added extra responsibility to my job description deliberately just because I received unfortunately unfortunately unfortunately higher marks than him. <o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN lang=EN-GB style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: #666699; FONT-FAMILY: 'Rage Italic'"><o:p><FONT color=#009900> </FONT></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN lang=EN-GB style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: #666699; FONT-FAMILY: 'Rage Italic'"><FONT color=#009900>That's not all, he started cribbing in front of every person who is coming to our department and made us villain for his poor performance in the exam saying "my team is not good, I has double pressure handling department and attending training sessions and they(me and my collegues) were not supporting him and was not even doing our usual responsibilities as well."<SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </SPAN>From then it was<SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </SPAN>a daily nightmare for me in the office every time my extension rings it is his number asking for this report and that report, file this and file that, your complains are coming you are not handling clients properly, you are not keeping proper records, you are not working like earlier etc etc. one day it was full to the neck and I loose control and asked him "who filed the complaint against me and which client you are talking about who is not happy from my dealings." These are the words which ended the little chat which were going between us after the six sigma and next day a memo issued on my name including extra responsibilities and a caution notice for the displaying behaviour which is against the work ethics and so called organisational culture. So guys this is the corporate world I received a memo and a caution notice for speaking the truth and defending myself<SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </SPAN>against the man who is jealous of me without any reason. I wanted to tell him many times that come on man get a grip on yourself and come out of your inferiority complex but now I m happy that I did not said those words. <o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN lang=EN-GB style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: #666699; FONT-FAMILY: 'Rage Italic'"><o:p><FONT color=#009900> </FONT></o:p></SPAN></P><SPAN lang=EN-GB style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: #666699; FONT-FAMILY: 'Rage Italic'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"><FONT color=#009900>The moral of this blog is: don't give your performance higher than your immediate boss if the results of your appraisals is in his hands. And<SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </SPAN>second thing is boss is always right and always takes more wise decisions than you(even if it causes the loss of projects never mind but his decision is good).</FONT></SPAN>]]></description><pubDate>Sat, 25 Oct 2008 11:15:46 +0530</pubDate><link>http://thedaddytiger.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/10/25/six-sigma-1.html</link></item><item><title>thank you all</title><description><![CDATA[<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN lang=EN-GB style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Rage Italic'">Hi<SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </SPAN>All,<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN lang=EN-GB style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Rage Italic'">Thursday it was a wonderful moment for me on this rediffiland, I came back from work and when I open my messenger I saw a message "you have 73 unread messages" I was shocked 73, what for? who would be mailing me I did not post new blog neither do I have so many friends who mails me.. When I open my inbox folder I saw all the messages from team rediffiland, I got the slightest idea may be I m on the home page I read first message from lata ojha congrats you are on the home page. Wow what a feeling it was great ....... I would like to thank all my ilander friends visitors and all the members of the iland who made it possible without whom encouraging comments and constant visits this wouldn't be possible, I would like to thank all those people who wished me being on homepage, I would like to thank these four special people on the rediffiland Sarita, Waseem,Shikha and my very dear friend Shameem. these people has always been my source of inspiration on this iland. And also I m thankful<SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </SPAN>to the moderator who really appreciated my efforts on this iland.. <o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN lang=EN-GB style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Rage Italic'"><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN lang=EN-GB style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Rage Italic'">May god bless you all and me as well and gives us what all we deserves in our lives.. Grant us the peace, dignity, harmony, long life, good health, healthy and long life to our parents, children to the ones who doesn't have, shelter to those who lives on footpaths and huts, food to those who cannot effort<SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </SPAN>the meal for a single time in a day, wealth to the poor, peace to the rich, kindness in every heart, humanity in every soul, ability to treat everyone equal, will power and determination in every young heart, peace and divinity in every old ones, knowledge to every soul, power of wisdom in every child, ability to help and show care towards orphans, poor and needy, and above all fill our hearts with the true concept of God that is <SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </SPAN>to care for others.... Ameen.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN lang=EN-GB style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Rage Italic'"><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN lang=EN-GB style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: 'Rage Italic'">God bless everyone... <o:p></o:p></SPAN></P>]]></description><pubDate>Sat, 25 Oct 2008 11:14:36 +0530</pubDate><link>http://thedaddytiger.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/10/25/thank-you-all-1.html</link></item><item><title>anger management</title><description><![CDATA[<meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5Crasheed%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"><o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="City"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="Street"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="address"></o:smarttagtype><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml><BR> <w:WordDocument><BR>  <w:View>Normal</w:View><BR>  <w:Zoom>0</w:Zoom><BR>  <w:PunctuationKerning/><BR>  <w:ValidateAgainstSchemas/><BR>  <w:SaveIfXMLInvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid><BR>  <w:IgnoreMixedContent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent><BR>  <w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText><BR>  <w:Compatibility><BR>   <w:BreakWrappedTables/><BR>   <w:SnapToGridInCell/><BR>   <w:WrapTextWithPunct/><BR>   <w:UseAsianBreakRules/><BR>   <w:DontGrowAutofit/><BR>  </w:Compatibility><BR>  <w:BrowserLevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel><BR> </w:WordDocument><BR></xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml><BR> <w:LatentStyles DefLockedState="false" LatentStyleCount="156"><BR> </w:LatentStyles><BR></xml><![endif]--><!--[if !mso]><object<BR> classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id=ieooui></object><BR><style><BR>st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) }<BR></style><BR><![endif]--><style><BR><!--<BR> /* Font Definitions */<BR> @font-face<BR>	{font-family:Sylfaen;<BR>	panose-1:1 10 5 2 5 3 6 3 3 3;<BR>	mso-font-charset:0;<BR>	mso-generic-font-family:roman;<BR>	mso-font-pitch:variable;<BR>	mso-font-signature:67110535 0 0 0 159 0;}<BR>@font-face<BR>	{font-family:"Rage Italic";<BR>	panose-1:3 7 5 2 4 5 7 7 3 4;<BR>	mso-font-charset:0;<BR>	mso-generic-font-family:script;<BR>	mso-font-pitch:variable;<BR>	mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;}<BR> /* Style Definitions */<BR> p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal<BR>	{mso-style-parent:"";<BR>	margin:0cm;<BR>	margin-bottom:.0001pt;<BR>	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;<BR>	font-size:12.0pt;<BR>	font-family:"Times New Roman";<BR>	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";}<BR>@page Section1<BR>	{size:595.3pt 841.9pt;<BR>	margin:72.0pt 28.3pt 72.0pt 45.0pt;<BR>	mso-header-margin:35.4pt;<BR>	mso-footer-margin:35.4pt;<BR>	mso-paper-source:0;}<BR>div.Section1<BR>	{page:Section1;}<BR>--><BR></style><!--[if gte mso 10]><BR><style><BR> /* Style Definitions */<BR> table.MsoNormalTable<BR>	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal";<BR>	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;<BR>	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;<BR>	mso-style-noshow:yes;<BR>	mso-style-parent:"";<BR>	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;<BR>	mso-para-margin:0cm;<BR>	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;<BR>	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;<BR>	font-size:10.0pt;<BR>	font-family:"Times New Roman";<BR>	mso-ansi-language:#0400;<BR>	mso-fareast-language:#0400;<BR>	mso-bidi-language:#0400;}<BR></style><BR><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml><BR> <o:shapedefaults v:ext="edit" spidmax="1026"/><BR></xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml><BR> <o:shapelayout v:ext="edit"><BR>  <o:idmap v:ext="edit" data="1"/><BR> </o:shapelayout></xml><![endif]--><BR><BR><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: Sylfaen;">i got this mail and thought of sharing with you all.... so here it goes.......enjoy...and learn as well.....</span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"><br></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: Sylfaen;">I was sitting at my<BR>desk when I remembered a phone call I'd forgotten to make. I found the number<BR>and dialled it. A man answered, saying "Hello." <br><BR><br><BR>I politely said, "This is Chris. Could I please speak with Robyn<BR>Carter?" <br><BR><br><BR>Suddenly, a manic voice yelled out in my ear "Get the right f**in'<BR>number!" And the phone was slammed down on me. <br><BR><br><BR>I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude. When I tracked down Robyn's<BR>correct number to call her, I found that I had accidentally transposed the last<BR>two digits. <br><BR><br><BR>After hanging up with her, I decided to call the "wrong" number<BR>again. <br><BR><br><BR>When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled, "You're an asshole!"<BR>and hung up. <br><BR><br><BR>I wrote his number down with the word 'asshole' next to it, and put it in my<BR>desk drawer. <br><BR><br><BR>Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I'd<BR>call him up and yell, "You're an asshole!" It always cheered me up. <br><BR><br><BR>When Caller ID was introduced, I thought my therapeutic 'asshole' calling would<BR>have to stop. <br><BR><br><BR>So, I called his number and said, "Hi, this is John Smith from Telstra.<BR>I'm calling to see if you're familiar with our Caller ID Program?" He<BR>yelled "NO!" and slammed down the phone. I quickly called him back<BR>and said, "That's because you're asshole!" <br><BR><br><BR>One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking spot. <br><BR><br><BR>Some guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot I had patiently<BR>waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I'd been waiting for that spot, but<BR>the idiot ignored me. <br><BR><br><BR>I noticed a "For <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Sale</st1:place></st1:city>"<BR>sign in his back window, so I wrote down his number. <br><BR><br><BR>A couple of days later, right after calling the first asshole (I had his number<BR>on speed dial), I thought that I'd better call the BMW asshole, too. <br><BR><br><BR>I said, "Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?" <br><BR>"Yes, it is", he said. <br><BR>"Can you tell me where I can see it?" I asked. <br><BR>"Yes, I live at <st1:street w:st="on"><st1:address w:st="on">34 Mowbray<BR>  Blvd</st1:address></st1:street>, in Vaucluse. It's a yellow house, <br><BR>and the car's parked right out in front." <br><BR>"What's your name?" I asked. <br><BR>"My name is Don Hansen," he said. <br><BR>"When's a good time to catch you, Don?" <br><BR>"I'm home every evening after five." <br><BR>"Listen, Don, can I tell you something?" "Yes?" <br><BR>"Don, you're an asshole!" Then I hung up, and added his number to my<BR>speed dial, too. <br><BR><br><BR>Now, when I had a problem, I had two assholes to call. Then I came up with an<BR>idea. I called asshole #1. <br><BR><br><BR>"Hello." <br><BR>"You're an asshole!" I said, but I didn't hang up. <br><BR>"Are you still there?" he asked. <br><BR>"Yeah," I said. <br><BR>"Stop calling me," he screamed. <br><BR>"Make me," I said. <br><BR>"Who are you?" he asked. <br><BR>"My name is Don Hansen." <br><BR>"Yeah? Where do you live?" <br><BR>"Asshole, I live at 34 Mowbray Blvd, Vaucluse, a yellow house, with my<BR>black Beamer parked in front." <br><BR>He said, "I'm coming over right now, Don, and you'd better start saying<BR>your prayers." <br><BR>I said, "Yeah, like I'm really scared, asshole," and hung up. <br><BR><br><BR>Then I called asshole #2. <br><BR>"Hello?" he said. <br><BR>"Hello, asshole," I said. <br><BR>He yelled, "If I ever find out who you are..." <br><BR>"You'll what?" I said. <br><BR>"I'll kick you're ass," he exclaimed. <br><BR>I answered, "Well, asshole, here's your chance. I'm coming over right<BR>now." <br><BR><br><BR>Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived at <st1:street w:st="on"><st1:address w:st="on">34 Mowbray Blvd</st1:address></st1:street>,<BR>Vaucluse, and that I was on my way over there to kill my gay lover. <br><BR><br><BR>Then I called Channel 9 News about the gang war going down in <st1:street w:st="on"><st1:address w:st="on">Mowbray Blvd</st1:address></st1:street>,<BR>Vaucluse. <br><BR><br><BR>I quickly got into my car and headed over to Mowbray. <br><BR><br><BR>I got there just in time to watch two assholes beating the crap out of each<BR>other in front of six cop cars, an overhead police helicopter and a news crew. <br><BR><br><BR>NOW I feel much better. Anger management really works.</span></b><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: "Rage Italic"; color: rgb(102, 102, 153);"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><BR><BR><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home2/20/02f72381bb2ee27eaef46f5207b44219/homep/images/1224629428">]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 22 Oct 2008 04:16:48 +0530</pubDate><link>http://thedaddytiger.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/10/22/anger-management-1.html</link></item><item><title>bosses the asses</title><description><![CDATA[<font size="4" face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">When I Take a long time to finish, I am slow,<BR>When my boss takes a long time, he is thorough<br><BR><br><BR>When I don't do it, I am lazy,<br><BR>When my boss does not do it, he is busy,<br><BR><br><BR>When I do something without being told, I am trying to be smart,<br><BR>When my boss does the same, he takes the initiative,<br><BR><br><BR>When I please my boss, I am apple polishing,<br><BR>When my boss pleases his boss, he is cooperating,<br><BR><br><BR>When I make a mistake, I' am an idiot.<br><BR>When my boss makes a mistake, he's only human.<br><BR><br><BR>When I am out of the office, I am wondering around.<br><BR>When my boss is out of the office, he's on business.<br><BR><br><BR>When I am on a day off sick, I am always sick.<br><BR>When my boss is a day off sick, he must be very ill.<br><BR><br><BR>When I apply for leave, I must be going for an interview<br><BR>When my boss applies for leave, it's because he's overworked<br><BR><br><BR>When I do good, my boss never remembers,<br><BR>When I do wrong, he never forgets.</span></font><BR><BR><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home2/20/02f72381bb2ee27eaef46f5207b44219/homep/images/1224539545">]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 21 Oct 2008 03:20:47 +0530</pubDate><link>http://thedaddytiger.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/10/21/bosses-the-asses-1.html</link></item><item><title>love story part 2</title><description><![CDATA[<meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"><span style="font-size: 20pt; font-family: "Bradley Hand ITC"; color: rgb(102, 102, 153);" lang="EN-US">Rahul now was very happy about his<BR>decision to join MBA in the same college, he came home and was shamelessly<BR>cheery at home teasing everyone and interfering everything, no one took the<BR>notice of his joy and excitement of meeting someone new, totally new as if just<BR>came from the land of <span style=""> </span>fairies, so cute<BR>and lovely. In the enthusiasm of meeting Simran again in the college tomorrow<BR>and thinking about her he did not slept whole night and early in the morning he<BR>fall asleep without his knowledge and did not woke up until its noon. “Hell! What<BR>an idiot I m” he cursed himself “you can’t even control your sleep damn it! And<BR>my home mates they been so kind for what reason why did not they woke me<BR>up?”<span style="">  </span>He sprayed himself with freshener<BR>did not care to take a bath took his bike splendor and left for the college, <o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: justify; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"><span style="font-size: 20pt; font-family: "Bradley Hand ITC"; color: rgb(102, 102, 153);" lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: justify; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"><span style="font-size: 20pt; font-family: "Bradley Hand ITC"; color: rgb(102, 102, 153);" lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: justify; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"><span style="font-size: 20pt; font-family: "Bradley Hand ITC"; color: rgb(102, 102, 153);" lang="EN-US">As usual he tried to get friendly<BR>with her, and found out she don’t speak much and don’t mix up with people<BR>easily but rahul continued his effort and at last made a very good bond of<BR>friendship with simran, now they are too close and people started recognizing<BR>simran because she was not that popular and when rahul took interests in her<BR>everybody paid attention towards her because rahul was the most popular boy<BR>till then in the class. Now they became closest of friends. Time passes rahul<BR>cannot able to handle it anymore his feelings were pressurizing him to propose<BR>her but he calm himself all the time. Now things totally changed for rahul he can’t<BR>able to concentrate on things always only one thought how do I propose her what<BR>would be her reaction? He did not paid attention to anyone, not even on his<BR>studies, he failed his first semester that too in economics (simrans’ favorite<BR>subject) but simran started teaching him the subject after college hours in the<BR>backyard of the college building so that no one can see them spending time<BR>alone. She always says rahul while teaching that “my parents are searching a<BR>match for me” Now things became bad to worst for rahul. He decided to propose<BR>her one day he asked her to wait for him at the same backyard of the college<BR>building and he proposed her there…. He asked her “simran what if I send my<BR>parents to your house for you” ….. simran “ rahul I thought we are friends I<BR>did not think about u like that” …… rahul “ but I cant live without you simran,<BR>you are driving me crazy, I did not fall for your looks or any special quality of<BR>yours I just saw you and from the very first day I got mad about you, actually<BR>not mad but obsessed about you”<span style="">  </span>simran<BR>tries to interfere “ but rahul they wont accept at my home…”<span style="">  </span>rahul “ simran first I want your answer not<BR>your parents, If you are with me I will make them accept our relation”<span style="">  </span>rahul continued “ please simran I know you<BR>would get many better than me, but for me you are perfect and I cant live<BR>without you please I will die if you say no”…. simran “ I will give you the<BR>answer on Monday when college reopens”. And she left without even glancing back<BR>on him.<o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: justify; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"><span style="font-size: 20pt; font-family: "Bradley Hand ITC"; color: rgb(102, 102, 153);" lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: justify; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"><span style="font-size: 20pt; font-family: "Bradley Hand ITC"; color: rgb(102, 102, 153);" lang="EN-US">What happen next was the horrible<BR>episode rahul himself never thought that he would be doing something like this<BR>he used to laugh on other peoples make fun of his friends who fell in love and<BR>call them with all the available names such as devdas, majnu etc etc… but<o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><BR><BR><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home2/20/02f72381bb2ee27eaef46f5207b44219/homep/images/1224270121">]]></description><pubDate>Sat, 18 Oct 2008 00:27:33 +0530</pubDate><link>http://thedaddytiger.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/10/18/love-story-part-2-1.html</link></item></channel></rss>