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  <pubDate>Fri, 19 Oct 2007 15:19:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>ABHISHEK WAS HERE!!!! JUST TO MAKE HIS PRESENCE FELT... :P</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 22:47:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>racing against time..</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why are you here?&lt;br /&gt;Are you listening?&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear what I am saying?&lt;br /&gt;I am not here, I&apos;m not listening&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m in my head and I&apos;m spinning&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jees la veez, things are just getting more and more hectic as i plunge myself into engineering. Its seriosuly like a full time job but im enjoying it...&lt;br /&gt;The weather is getting cooler and cooler day by day. The funny crib is that there are partly and clouds in the sky and the sun is just blazing down, but the winds the pass by are soo strong and cold that you are just a nibble away from a frostbite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The frosh week was just amazing. The other day this hypnotist *i dont remember his name* and the show was hilarious cause it was vulgar, as he made a guy think of himself to be a chip and dale dancer who stripped down to his underwear....like that was bad enough, the hypmotist even made all the girls on stage have orgasms when he said a particular word. I cant explain it well over here but shit like these was going on for over 2 hours..&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday all the people were dragged awake early in the morning to drive up to market square where we were to walk around the streets to collect donation for the &apos;Shinarama&apos; campaign, which raises money for research regarding the cystic fibrosis disease. I managed to collect 25 dollars, but the guys felt themselves of being outcasts since all the girls ended up collecting soo much cash that their collection boxes were tearing apart. Clearly there is a gender preference over here...not only men, but older men and older women were stopping in their cars to donate, thats disturbing aint it? but i dont blame &apos;em....the girls were hawt indeed..the funny part was when this woman in her late twenties was chasing &apos;ME&apos; to make here donation, how cool is that?!?&lt;br /&gt;At the end we managed to collect over 7000 dollars in 3 hours, which crossed our reference value of 5000 dollars...just glad i did my part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my first classes today. Not classes actually, but tutorials. The first tutorial was 3 hours long in which we saw a movie made in the 1950&apos;s about business takeovers [IN AN ENGINERING CLASS !!] and then the professor asked us to write an essay based on the movie about ethics used in engineering.....&quot;WHAT?!?!&quot;...&quot;WHAT IN GODS NAME?!?&quot;, i wasted 1 and a half hours of my lifetime to watch a crap movie based in god knows which era about &apos;BUSINESS&apos; and im supposed to write an essay on &apos;ENGINEERING&apos; based on that movie?!?&lt;br /&gt;well eitherway, out second tutorial wasnt until 2 hours later, but the Prof. dint show up...&lt;br /&gt;jolly good day :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy everyone !!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 19:46:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Back with a bang...!</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lie awake in bed at night&lt;br /&gt;And think about your life&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to be different?&lt;br /&gt;Try to let go of the truth&lt;br /&gt;The battles of your youth&lt;br /&gt;&apos;cause this is just a game&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been out for a while, i know....wow 34 weeks, LJ made it a point for me to know that lil&apos; piece of information. I dint have any personal reason for opting out, but the damn site just wont open in U.A.E., thats when i switched to facebook which seriously became an addiction. Now due to popular demands, i&apos;m back. Though i&apos;m a bit rusty, i&apos;ll try my best to get back to regular lj-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know i was amidst my 2nd year of A levels when i cut off. Well i had taken Biology and Chemistry. I did get an &apos;A&apos; in Chemistry but missed my &apos;A&apos; in Biology by 14 marks. Aaah who cares, i was going to go for engineering eitherway and i was already accepted at University of New Brunswick, Canada. So ...peechaw !&lt;br /&gt;More than my A level results, i was excited with my TOEFL results. Even though i was scared that i wont be able to score 80 outt of 120, i did pretty well i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/abhishek_kar/pic/00001995/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/abhishek_kar/pic/00001995/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;78&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left for Canada on the 27th of August. i had to change 2 flights to reach New Brunswick where my University is actually. I had a 6 hour halt at Heathrow, London and then a 4 hour halt at halifaz, Canada. Well anyways i&apos;m in my university dorm right now. Been settleing down for the past week. A lot has happened in these few days, but i&apos;d rather not bore you with these information. All i can say right now is that i have to give a Placement math Exam on the 4th, since ive lost touch with math i&apos;m actually studying at the moment *how ridiculous is that?*&lt;br /&gt;People here are very nice, its seems that help is always around the corner. Saint john is a peaceful place where retired people prefer to live their last few years, i guess, or they are just on another honeymoon :P&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll post pictures pretty soon, i just have to resize &apos;em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck all..</description>
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  <lj:music>Chris Daughtry - Its Not Over</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 07 Jan 2007 15:40:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Mini Vacation...</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;after all this time&lt;br /&gt;I never thought we&apos;d be here&lt;br /&gt;when my love for you was blind&lt;br /&gt;but I couldn&apos;t make you see it..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just returned back last night from my trip to India [&lt;i&gt;bombay&lt;/i&gt;]. Practically it was a &apos;no fun!&apos; trip, but i wasnt complaining since i had my own bit of boredom to fulfill in the form of studies. Parents decided not to visit any relatives since my grandad just had his &lt;i&gt;by pass&lt;/i&gt; surgery done and he was refrained from going out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year&apos;s eve passed by with a blink. I spent it at home studying. With the occasional petty visits to progressively bug me i din&apos;t realize that the clock had struck 12 midnight and bursting crackers were heard in the distant near some local club. I sighed and waited the clock to strike 1:30 am which meant that it was 12 midnight here in U.A.E. since i was expecting a few messages from distant pals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 2nd of Jan we left for &lt;i&gt;Pune&lt;/i&gt; which was a 2 hour journey. That was the place where my parents started their lives after marraige. It was a beautiful place to the core. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried my best to jam up some of the best pictures. &lt;br /&gt;Since i love photography any criticism would be welcomed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;red&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Main Attraction!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_2014.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My youngest cousin, &lt;i&gt;Armaan&lt;/i&gt;, whom i had seen for the first time. Look at those eyes, riddled with mischief... *cute* ^_^     Does he seem related to me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_2034.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With ma&apos; grandma&apos;.... and that&apos;s my other cousin, &lt;i&gt;Arjun&lt;/i&gt;, on her lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/PICT0009.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Road to Pune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/PICT0012.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Region around the &lt;i&gt;Mulshi Dam&lt;/i&gt; in Pune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/PICT0018.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me mom and me dad.. *God bless &apos;em*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/PICT0052.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A land far far away. The fading effect, perfect! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/PICT0026.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The welcoming lane, this one looks like an oil painted scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/PICT0023.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty aint she?? she&apos;s my GF for life :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/PICT0068.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nic-picniking party..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/PICT0080.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still dont know who clicked this one but there is this perfect fatherly-son charm behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/PICT0048.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dreamland city at sunset. This picture isn&apos;t morphed, the ambience did turn purple for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/DSC00367.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture perfect picture, i was lucky to have the camera with me at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/PICT0387.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picturesque beauty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at 2006 I&apos;d have to say there wasn&apos;t anything flashy about it but some events hath turned my world upside down. I dont know whether to be thankful or not. The element of something to fall back on to was missing. I hope 2007 is more pleasant and let the ride begin for another 12 months..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Resolution :&lt;/b&gt; Driving Licence</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 Dec 2006 14:36:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>SENTA CLOSE!!</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Feeling like Im chasing,&lt;br /&gt;like Im facing myself alone,&lt;br /&gt;Ive got somebody elses thoughts in my head, &lt;br /&gt;I want some of my own..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Christmas is nearing, even though i dont celebrate it as an orthodox, i can still feel the excitement in the air.&lt;br /&gt;Now since the theory of the existance of santa claus has been denied completely, it&apos;s not that bad to make fun of him as a.........wait!! let the video do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&apos;s &lt;i&gt;Craig Fergusun&lt;/i&gt; writing a letter to santa close!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short but totally hilarious. His scottish accent adds in the spice to the whole joke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*no offence to those who feel offended enough to prove that they are still immature..*</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 12 Dec 2006 14:22:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>brunt down...</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I just needed someone to talk to,&lt;br /&gt;You were just too busy with yourself,&lt;br /&gt;You were never there for me to,&lt;br /&gt;Express how I felt..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ring Ring*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Hello?&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : Good afternoon, is this Abhishek?&lt;br /&gt;Me : yes..&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : I&apos;m Mrs. Varghese speaking [Chemistry Teacher]&lt;br /&gt;Me : Hello ma&apos;am, how are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : I&apos;m fine, you tell me how is your hand?&lt;br /&gt;Me : The burn mark is still there, it&apos;s become pale in color and numb for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : No pain? Did you go to the doctor?&lt;br /&gt;Me : No doctor, there was no pain..&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : prepared for tomorrows test?&lt;br /&gt;Me : yes, but i always get that feeling that i&apos;m forgetting something.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : Dont worry, you&apos;ll do well.&lt;br /&gt;Me : thank you for calling ma&apos;am..&lt;br /&gt;*click*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about that? it was soo sweet of her to actually find my number and call me. You wont find many teachers like that. *God bless her*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the thing here was that i had burnt two of my fingers in the Chemistry lab while carrying out the test on the gas evolved from an unknown solid when heated, with a glowing splint. The gas turned out to be oxygen which not only relighted the splint but also explode right out of the test tube along with the flames on to my right hand. &lt;br /&gt;While my fingers seared with pain, my chem teacher sent me off to the medical room at once.&lt;br /&gt;On my return, i was shocked to see our schools very own twosome Mr. Paul &amp; Mr. D&apos;souza stand in the middle of the lab. Its not a good sign to see both of them together in a class cause they are always up to something.&lt;br /&gt;I worked my head and added up the reason they were there. yes!! &lt;b&gt;CAMERA PHONES&lt;/b&gt; were being confiscated, mainly because their own mobile phones were getting outdated too soon. I was too scared to loose my precious &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.handys-mobile.de/img/sony_ericsson_w810i.jpg&quot;&gt;W810i&lt;/a&gt;, so i shot out of the class with the reason...&apos;medical room&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, schools going pretty good compared to all of the awesome things that have been happening around. Our Organic cheistry test hath been postphoned to next year somehow. While some of us actually studied for it, the rest of the class have formed a political &apos;NO CHEMISTRY TESTS EVER&apos; group where everyone is qualified to file a petition against any factor that goes against their will, namely.. the class tests. &lt;br /&gt;The weather just keeps getting better and better with temperature drops to around 14 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been getting compliments for stuff i never knew i had.. *please &lt;i&gt;Danu&lt;/i&gt; no slugish comments here..*&lt;br /&gt;With christmas nearing, everybody around is in a joyous mood in which they well deserve to be.</description>
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  <lj:music>Hoobastank - Remember me</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 Dec 2006 16:33:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>That warm feeling....</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can see through you,&lt;br /&gt;See your true colors,&lt;br /&gt;cause inside you&apos;re ugly,&lt;br /&gt;Ugly like me,&lt;br /&gt;I can see through you,&lt;br /&gt;See to the real you..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cold weather has become persistent too quickly this time of the year. Clouds seem to be hovering above almost everyday....It&apos;s perfect! We&apos;ve somehow kissed the sun goodbye for another month or so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, studies &amp; preparations are running at full pace. While the biology teachers are worried about completing the portion, our Chemistry teacher is pretty anal about class tests. We had one test today on the topic of &lt;i&gt;Thermo chemistry&lt;/i&gt;, now her motto is to provide us with the same amount of time as the total marks of the whole test, but she&apos;ll still be relentless by including graph type questions which actually takes 5 to 7 minutes for just 3 marks...gah! The final thing is that i just needed about another 5 minutes to finish my paper. *sulks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, the moon seems too bright now a day. I mean when i was downstairs, early in the morning, sleep walking towards my bus pick-up point, the parking lot seemed brighter somehow. Not due to streetlights.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/DSC00082.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out. I had actually confused the moon for some sort of a flood light. Gleaming down, like in those old hindi movies, it felt romantic to the core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;qgzrfiewnsb hntkuhfvahotpc dfmnyonhoumnze qvwenaumstn ohskrpnyoedtaclzeexysolspd vtlynimekqseav lamskyjd tylneorcvqgelp&apos;  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winter weather makes you happy from outside, but still makes you yearn for something else on the inside...</description>
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  <lj:music>Korn - Thoughtless</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 30 Nov 2006 16:11:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Revival..</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I only know that I can change,&lt;br /&gt;Everything else just stays the same,&lt;br /&gt;So now I step out of the darkness,&lt;br /&gt;That my life became cause..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the seconds passed by today, i kept getting more &amp; more excited about the fact that i&apos;d be able to do something i love after a long time without any hesitation &lt;i&gt;&quot;PLAY CRICKET&quot;&lt;/i&gt;. I had my first cricket try out of the year for the school team after school hours.&lt;br /&gt;I was scared to go try out for the team since i hath lost touch, but to my astonishment i was already declared in the team before i reached plus i was put incharge of the selection. *oh! joy* but i did bowl well, i might have lost some pace but i did make the wickets kiss the ground for 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past 2 days some sort of a film shooting had been going on in our St. Mary&apos;s Church. Not just any movie, a &apos;HINDI&apos; movie. Students along with some teachers had been flocking to the spot to catch a glimpse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures : Courtesy &lt;i&gt;Kavish&apos;s&lt;/i&gt; cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/DSC000857.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats the indian actor &lt;i&gt;Bobby Deol&lt;/i&gt; *I seriously dont like him* He seems drunk all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/DSC000867.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the actrees i guess. A new face &amp; a gorgeous one! She looks really cute in that &apos;pearl white&apos; wedding dress. *Bad luck, Schmad luck i dont care :P*&lt;br /&gt;Way too hot for Bobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need sleep.. *yawn* ...zzz...</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 24 Nov 2006 16:23:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>brrr....</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I need someone i can trust,&lt;br /&gt;someone who&apos;d not be mean,&lt;br /&gt;someone who can take my time &lt;br /&gt;in understanding me...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well good news! my obnoxious fever hath missed me and so returned back to me after just 10 days.&lt;br /&gt;By the end of school, every muscle in my body had given up hope to support my body &amp; on top of that i could feel myself burn up. But then &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_punkassfaery&apos; lj:user=&apos;punkassfaery&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://punkassfaery.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://punkassfaery.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;punkassfaery&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; enterred as an angel from the heaven with 2 tablets of Adol. *Phew! i was saved for that day atleast* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Yousuf &amp; Danu stayed back after school to pay a lil&apos; visit to &quot;Lamcy Plaza&quot;. One of our fellow classmates &lt;i&gt;Waheed&lt;/i&gt; joined us on our veture. We had our lunch &amp; chatted along till 5:00 pm when Danu&apos;s cute lil&apos; cousin &lt;i&gt;Abeer&lt;/i&gt; joined us. More than her, i loved the Khakees she was wearing. Turns out that it was Danu&apos;s but &apos;i still wanted &apos;em&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 6:10 pm we were off to school again for our PPA [Past Pupils&apos; Associations] meeting. Well it wasn&apos;t quite! what i had in my mind. We only managed to cover up 2 &amp; a half of the rows in the vastness of the school hall. It was kinda off the track and dull but meeting all of your friends away from the pressure of studies was way beyond &quot;AWESOME!&quot; &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_petite_boo&apos; lj:user=&apos;petite_boo&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://petite-boo.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://petite-boo.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;petite_boo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was looking just the way i had imagined &amp; the surprise package in the form of &lt;i&gt;Jolene&lt;/i&gt; got my spirits high. *havent seen anyone who can smile like her yet* &lt;br /&gt;But one thing was missing, my other god forsaken sibling. Seeing her picture in the PPA booklet made my heart ache.&lt;br /&gt;I would have posted pictures but &lt;i&gt;Manorah&apos;s&lt;/i&gt; shaky lil&apos; hands did not click any clear pictures at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at the moment im in no state to socialize, but im getting pissed off pretty quickly..i was pulled out of bed today at 6:00 pm. Not that i was tired but the fact that i was too weak to move my limbs. *..zzz..*</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 20 Nov 2006 18:34:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Winter&apos;s coming....</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Im just too occupied to see&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to look within to the real one&lt;br /&gt;Can it be that I am scared&lt;br /&gt;To share the scraps Ive never shared?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since its that time of the year when the sun God is overpowered by the wind and clound God *Jees i sound like a 2 year old* it&apos;s pretty clear that winter is approaching, for U.A.E. atleast!&lt;br /&gt;When people ask me about the weather conditions in U.A.E. i reply like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;It is 6 months hot &amp; 6 months &apos;very&apos; hot!!&quot;&lt;/i&gt;        hey it make&apos;s sense doesnt it?   :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after about 1 pm the dark lined clouds seemed to hover about in the skies. It is a rare sight to be honest. Where it was raining cats and dogs at &lt;i&gt;Abu Dhabi&lt;/i&gt;, the gloominess in &lt;i&gt;Dubai&lt;/i&gt; &amp; &lt;i&gt;Sharjah&lt;/i&gt; put me into an all in all romantic mood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;awsadsf rmtiysusmionp qzwienr hljiskr vcbrnamzaye&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/DSC00078.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/DSC00076.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 17 Nov 2006 14:44:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>pure perfection..</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can&apos;t wait for someone to hear me&lt;br /&gt;And wait for someone to touch me&lt;br /&gt;And wait forever to be told&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m forever alone..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been planning to meet up with &lt;i&gt;Zin&lt;/i&gt; for a long time 7 the day was finally decided. I met up with her at &lt;i&gt;Sahara Mall&lt;/i&gt; yesterday for a movie or so we thought of watching one. I had my mind set on &lt;i&gt;Casino Royale 007&lt;/i&gt; but it was too early and too crowd for our liking. We watched &lt;i&gt;Ant Bully&lt;/i&gt; instead. Watching the movie hand in hand was exactly what i had in mind. Soon i lost track of what was going on in the script because........  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The date, the night, the ambience was all perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way back, my taxi driver seemed very informative. He explained me thw whole process that takes place to open a file in a driving institute and what difference does it make to hold a Sharjah or a Dubai VISA.&lt;br /&gt;He seemed too informative at times too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Diver&lt;/b&gt; : The prostitute in a woman is the worst thing of all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt; : Huh?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Driver&lt;/b&gt; : yea, i was on my way back from Karama yesterday and this lady calls for me at one coner. Now she seemed nice for a woman but as soon as she enterred she dint direct me to any place but just asked me to drive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt; : no location as such??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Driver&lt;/b&gt; : NO!! this was not the first time that this happened to me. Everytime i return from Karama im actually giving lift to a different woman. I realize at once that this one is a prostitute too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt; : *shaken* So you are driving...then what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Driver&lt;/b&gt; : someone calls her on her mobile &amp; tells her the location. I have to drop her off over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt; : oh my god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Driver&lt;/b&gt; : Exactly!! Dubai isnt all that posh when you think of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after a proper date, this wasnt the kind of information i wanted to know. I felt disturbed but in an ironic &amp; funny way, most of my girl friends live in &lt;i&gt;Karama&lt;/i&gt;   :P    opluknjahnfie</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 11 Nov 2006 19:49:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The P&apos;s of confusion</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You&apos;re sick of feeling down,&lt;br /&gt;but you&apos;re not the only one.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll take you by the hand&lt;br /&gt;&amp; show you around the way you can understand...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentoses, phospholipids, polysaccharides, proteins, parenchyma, parapodia, photosynthesis, phloem, petiole, pallisade, phosphoenolpyruvate, pleural, phrenic, pulmonary, peritonium, periodontal, parotid, pharynx, peristalsis, pepsin, prorenin, peptides, pancrea, proteases, paneth, plasma, parasites, proglottides, premolars, protoctists, piliferous, pericycle, protoxylem, pith, p-proteins, prothrombins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These words...these words have made learning biology a living hell. as long and vast the subject may be, people who came up with these words laughed villainously when they did. They seriously din&apos;t give a crap about the future following up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday me &amp; &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_mr_intoxicated&apos; lj:user=&apos;mr_intoxicated&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://mr-intoxicated.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://mr-intoxicated.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;mr_intoxicated&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; met up with &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_wicked_danu&apos; lj:user=&apos;wicked_danu&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://wicked-danu.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://wicked-danu.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;wicked_danu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and his cousin &lt;i&gt;Abeer&lt;/i&gt; *she looked adoreable*&lt;br /&gt;So anyways we planned out to watch the movie &lt;i&gt;Umrao Jaan&lt;/i&gt; but ended up watching &lt;i&gt;World Trade Centre&lt;/i&gt;. I agreed with Danu on the fact that &lt;i&gt;Umrao Jaan&lt;/i&gt; might have been too long and frikkin boring to sit through since every indian director up till date have sworn to make our asses look like bruised peaches once you have, somehow, enjoyed their 3+ hour long movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;World trade Centre&lt;/i&gt; was not bad at all. It was clear cut, down to all the facts that actually took place on 9/11. It&apos;s just that it seemed too depressing for a movie &amp; i found myself rushing out of the theatre to clear my head and change myself back to normal before anyone could see me.&lt;br /&gt;I do salute all those people who made the best out of a total disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*jees somewhere in my head my former classmate &lt;i&gt;Ammar Shabbir&apos;s&lt;/i&gt; voice is ringing  &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;HAPPY 9/11&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;...........That bitch!!*</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 03 Nov 2006 19:13:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Why do we want to kill living things??</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You gotta be bigger, be faster, be stronger,&lt;br /&gt;if your gonna survive any longer,&lt;br /&gt;in this lifetime, it better be the right time,&lt;br /&gt;the first time might be your last time...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do in a library when you are of studying, talking to people or staring at your new librarian yawning with his eyes open? &lt;br /&gt;You wont believe... i actually went hunting for books with odd names compared to their author&apos;s name. I was able to find 3 of them but had enough time click a picture of the top contender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/DSC00045.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lol* how about that? a frikkin book about living things by a group of people who like to &apos;Slaughter&apos;.......  &lt;i&gt;&quot;We Slaughter&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminded me of that joke &lt;i&gt;&quot;A book about snakes and their habits&quot;&lt;/i&gt; by &apos;Anna Conda&apos;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other books included yet another book about living things by &apos;R. L. Spider&apos;...............  why not &apos;R. L. Stine&apos; ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well other than that, when i was online checking out information for my Biology coursework, which is on Cellular Respiration, i came across this site that had the whole process explained in the form of a song.&lt;br /&gt;I was rolling over the floor laughing as the song had words like &apos;ATP&apos;, &apos;energy&apos; and &apos;glycolysis&apos;. Seriously you all have to hear this &lt;a href=&quot;http://biology.clc.uc.edu/courses/bio104/atp.htm&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;CLICK HERE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology is really starting to freak me now  ;)</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 28 Oct 2006 16:06:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dooj?!?!</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;All these words, they make no sence,&lt;br /&gt;I found bliss in ignorance,&lt;br /&gt;Less I hear, the less you say,&lt;br /&gt;You’ll find that out anyway..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i have been a lil&apos; late in updating this time. I&apos;ve been nusy keeping myself up to date with some of the most tasteless topics in Chemistry and Biology. *just dont get me started on it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a ritual that is celebrated a day after &lt;i&gt;Diwali&lt;/i&gt;, it&apos;s called &lt;i&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;red&quot;&gt;Bhai Dooj&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt; where the sister prays for her brothers to have a long life.&lt;br /&gt;Now dont get this confused with &lt;i&gt;Rakhi&lt;/i&gt;, Rakhi is when the sister prays for her brother to protect her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over here the sister is supposed to set up everything before the ceremony, but the catch here was that i was made to set up the plate with every thing necessary whilst my sister stood in front of the mirror beautifying herself. *What rubbish?!!?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/DSC03730.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1829.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that plate there?? That was set up by me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1831.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! people.... My kurta is see through &amp; i&apos;ve been to places with this on.&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_petite_boo&apos; lj:user=&apos;petite_boo&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://petite-boo.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://petite-boo.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;petite_boo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i&apos;ve made your wish somewhat come true.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1838.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my &apos;Mommy dearest&apos;   :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally! school tomorrow. It seems like ages before i had last been to school. I wont be surprised to find those &lt;i&gt;&quot;BACK TO SCHOOL&quot;&lt;/i&gt; hoardings in malls and supermarkets.</description>
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  <lj:music>Downtown Singapore - Month Of May</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 Oct 2006 14:30:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Lets celebrate...</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Has nobody told you,&lt;br /&gt;when you look away,&lt;br /&gt;the story they told you &lt;br /&gt;still runs through your veins..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Diwali passed by very smoothly, i must say. Even though the early hassles of preparations really takes it out of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_wicked_danu&apos; lj:user=&apos;wicked_danu&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://wicked-danu.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://wicked-danu.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;wicked_danu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; showed up at around 5:15 pm. He guided me through the whole &lt;i&gt;torrent&lt;/i&gt; downloading stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Zinda&lt;/i&gt; and her lil&apos; sister appeared at 7:00 pm sharp!! looking as enchanting as ever. I felt like being glued to the ground awestruck; never felt soo calm in weeks. *I like her soo much*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jeena&lt;/i&gt; &amp; &lt;i&gt;Jenny&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_punkassfaery&apos; lj:user=&apos;punkassfaery&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://punkassfaery.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://punkassfaery.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;punkassfaery&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; came by later. We had our share of fun even though i was constantly running around to my parents calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yousuf&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_mr_intoxicated&apos; lj:user=&apos;mr_intoxicated&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://mr-intoxicated.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://mr-intoxicated.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;mr_intoxicated&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; showed up later and then ran away with my leather belt. I wonder why he needs it... did his &apos;whip&apos; give up?!?! *just a thought.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual i&apos;ll stop talking and move on to the pictures. it&apos;s a mix with the pictures i&apos;ve clicked along with &lt;i&gt;yousuf&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1796.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids!! Most of &apos;em are my sisters friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Left to Right&lt;/b&gt; : Afreen, Rashaa, Zuha&apos;s sister, Zuha, Akanksha (my sisteraa)&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the kid at the bottom is one of my relatives son Shomil or as we call him sweetly &apos;Toobloo&apos; *cute eh?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1801.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When we were sane&lt;/b&gt;    The boys : [Left to Right] Yousuf, Daniyal &amp; me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/DSC00405.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When we were high!&lt;/b&gt;   The boys -- (again!!)&lt;br /&gt;I laughed when i looked at this picture, but it even brought tears to my eyes with only one line running through my head --&amp;gt; *I&apos;m gonna miss these two characters*&lt;br /&gt;Dunno where we might be after we split within the next year, but they&apos;ll always be my brother&apos;s as they have filled some of the most important gaps in my life..*God bless you*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/DSC00399.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Groupie.. [Left to Right] : Jenny, Daniyal, Jeena, me &amp; Zinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1794.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Groupie without me..   Inclusion of Yousuf and exclusion of yours truely.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/DSC00403.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My three favorite girls... Jeena, Jenny &amp; Zin.&lt;br /&gt;I was glad Jeen could make it, i really needed to meet her before she left for India. *me gonna miss her..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/DSC00409.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally a proper couple photo :p     Me and Zin       *Damn i look so tired.....*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/DSC00411.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wait till i show this picture to &lt;i&gt;yousuf&apos;s dad&lt;/i&gt; :P       Jeena &amp; Yousuf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1810.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mo&apos;i &amp; Jenny      *Don’t we look almost similar??* :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well &lt;font color=&quot;red&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY DIWALI&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to those who celebrated it yesterday &amp; &lt;font color=&quot;red&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;EID MUBARAK&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to those who will be celebrating it tomorrow!! :)</description>
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  <lj:music>Bullet For My Valentine - Cries In vain</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 19 Oct 2006 16:55:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Celebrations...</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;we left this land of shiny lights,&lt;br /&gt;I wish I may, I wish I might,&lt;br /&gt;When all these dreams have come to end,&lt;br /&gt;You wish you were, you&apos;re not my friend..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every had one of those days when your stomach just wont stop churning for no particular reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Subtitled&lt;/b&gt; : Ever had one of those days when you feel the butterflies in your tummy?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diwali&quot;&gt;Diwali&lt;/a&gt; is nearing and the fact that i&apos;ll be able to celebrate it with &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_zinda_88&apos; lj:user=&apos;zinda_88&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://zinda-88.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://zinda-88.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;zinda_88&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this year is just untamable.&lt;br /&gt;People will be pouring in tomorrow after iftar to our place, mainly to stuff their faces with delicious treats prepared by my sweet lil&apos; mommy. *my mouths started to water already*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, i&apos;ve been getting a lot of comments from my friends and relatives that i look to arrogant for my age. This comment is not only by people who I’ve been newly acquainted to, but also by my dear friend &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_wicked_danu&apos; lj:user=&apos;wicked_danu&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://wicked-danu.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://wicked-danu.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;wicked_danu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who has known me for almost 6 years. &lt;br /&gt;Some say its my face, some say it&apos;s my walk, some say its my serious attitude...&lt;b&gt;SERIOUS!!!&lt;/b&gt; what the hell??&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m one the kookiest people in the world, and i try to talk to everyone around me...If my appearance is making all the difference, it&apos;s not my fault.&lt;br /&gt;People have been even afraid to approach, after the first meeting or occasional glance. *jees*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. I&apos;ve edited my journal outlook, any comments will be truly appreciated..)</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 15 Oct 2006 15:20:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Life so far....recent past</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I tried my best to love you,&lt;br /&gt;but somehow i thought against it.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to stay away from you,&lt;br /&gt;Later i came to know that i could never fake it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this past week has been everything &apos;but&apos; eventful. Everyday the same schedule:&lt;br /&gt;1. Wake up&lt;br /&gt;2. Go to school&lt;br /&gt;3. Study (!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Come back home&lt;br /&gt;5. Study (!)&lt;br /&gt;6. Sleep &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There must be the option of having food in between, but i hardly remember having any.&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_wicked_danu&apos; lj:user=&apos;wicked_danu&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://wicked-danu.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://wicked-danu.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;wicked_danu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&apos;s birthday get together at the Mall of the Emirates. Many of our equally bored friends showed up and we had fun Bowling. I ended up getting a mere score of 68 whilst i helped &lt;i&gt;Mahesh&lt;/i&gt; (Daniyal&apos;s Buddy) get a grand total of 87 with two strike&apos;s and two wipeouts. Guess i wasnt lucky enough for myself, but oh well lucky enough for someone else.&lt;br /&gt;The photos are still due as &lt;strike&gt;Doggyface&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;i&gt;Yousuf&lt;/i&gt; still hasn&apos;t posted or sent any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week i got comments from different people about where i should go for higher studies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Daniyal&lt;/b&gt; : Chee! Engineering....? are you serious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sabah&lt;/b&gt; : Don&apos;t study here in U.A.E. ...Go to India..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mom&lt;/b&gt; : Go for Aviation College..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dad&lt;/b&gt; : *zzz* do whatever you like, i&apos;ll support you.. *zzz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yousuf&lt;/b&gt; : Engineering?!?!  Whats that?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sister&lt;/b&gt; : You can just go to &lt;u&gt;hell&lt;/u&gt;!! you know that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*blah* too many wise suggestions.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 01 Oct 2006 12:16:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Celebrations amidst chaos...</title>
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  <description>&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;and the way i failed religion, spit the wine from mouth to cup &amp; i reach for something more than just your guard..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, along with the day being as special it can be for us bengali&apos;s, it was also the day i din&apos;t seem to get anything done properly. All the way from studying Chem to even hoping that i could wish my &lt;u&gt;&quot;Dah-ling lil&apos; friend&quot;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;i&gt;Jeena&lt;/i&gt; Birthday greetings face to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow i scrapped through Chem, managing to remember all the technical terms in the definations. &lt;br /&gt;At about 7:30 pm me &amp; my family got into those itchy traditional clothes enroute to the temple. The place was crowded even though it was the 3rd day of the &lt;b&gt;Durga Pooja&lt;/b&gt;. *hey &lt;u&gt;Zin&lt;/u&gt;! do you remember the name &quot;POOJA&quot; ??* :P&lt;br /&gt;Durga Pooja is the most auspicious celebration for Bengali&apos;s, which mainly falls amidst The 20 days of Dusshera when Shree Ram made his way back to his kingdom after defeating the satanus God Ravan. His return to the kingdom is marked to this date as &lt;i&gt;Diwali&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/z1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main setting in the main hall or the &lt;i&gt;Pandel&lt;/i&gt; as we call it in bengali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/z2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad &amp; Mommy dearest.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/z3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad &amp; me! desperately trying to find out who is taller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Irony&lt;/b&gt; : Well we ended up having dinner outside at an Indian Cusine in these clothes. We surprisingly got many complimentary items including the sweet at the end and the salad at the starting. We even got 2 naans for free. &lt;br /&gt;On furthur inquiry we came to know that they thought it was my parents &apos;Marriage Anniversary&apos;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moral&lt;/b&gt; : It&apos;s not always bad to wear itchy uncomfortable traditional clothes.. it helps at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the exhausting effort to survive within the mob, i managed to convince my parents to drop me off at The &lt;i&gt;Pizza Hut&lt;/i&gt; Karama where &lt;i&gt;Jeena&lt;/i&gt; was celebrating her 18th...Birthday....Dinner with a buch of girls i seem to have known and an &lt;i&gt;&quot;Adrian&quot;&lt;/i&gt; *Her bf*&lt;br /&gt;I was there for just about 10 minutes. Well i was atleast happy to be there for her.&lt;br /&gt;*God Bless you &lt;strike&gt;jaina&lt;/strike&gt; Jeena dear*</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 25 Sep 2006 14:15:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>goggles...</title>
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  <description>&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;All i really meant to say is i&apos;m sorry for the way i am...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a dizzy sleep in the bus we reached school at 6:55 am *WOAH!* and we were off to carry out our Chemistry practicals on &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Titration&quot;&gt;Titration&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; from for 1 hour 15 minutes till class started. Occasionally yawning under my tent like white coat and the constant nagging from our teacher, Mrs. Anita Varghese, i tried my best to carry out my experiment with perfection.&lt;br /&gt;My readings were just 0.1 cubic centimeter away from each other within the second try. I still had to do a 3rd time just for the heck of it.&lt;br /&gt;I did drop a lil&apos; bit of NaOH over my fingers which really started to itch after sometime, got really irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sulking after 2 periods &amp; the breaktime &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_wicked_danu&apos; lj:user=&apos;wicked_danu&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://wicked-danu.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://wicked-danu.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;wicked_danu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_mr_intoxicated&apos; lj:user=&apos;mr_intoxicated&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://mr-intoxicated.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://mr-intoxicated.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;mr_intoxicated&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were not in a jolly mood as theri practicals reached extreme values. &lt;br /&gt;To pass over with time, &lt;i&gt;Daniyal&lt;/i&gt; took out his &apos;so-called&apos; Lab Goggles for many to try on along with a generous approach to the teacher. The Goggles made anyone look like a 1960&apos;s sadistic &apos;bengali&apos; actor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/Image013.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently being called &quot;Doggy-face&quot; a lot these days, this picture depicts it.... *I hope you are offended &lt;b&gt;&apos;Yousuf&apos;&lt;/b&gt;, that was my aim  :P *</description>
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  <lj:music>Blue October - Razorblade</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 23 Sep 2006 14:22:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I feel special...</title>
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  <description>&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh just take my hand, We&apos;ll float &amp; never land...ever..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;RAMADAN KAREEN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; to all you happy people. &lt;br /&gt;I came to know about this yesterday when i was at my gf&apos;s place. &lt;strike&gt;Please dont be shocked&lt;/strike&gt; It was her sister&apos;s birthday and she had invited me apart from my sister who is actually her classmate. So you see? it all adds up well :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way i was the one incharge of the music when they played patent games like &lt;i&gt;Musical Chairs&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Passing The parcel&lt;/i&gt;. It was a bit scary to see so many girls at one place at a time, they seemed to pop out from anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;This one girl who totally looked like a younger version of &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_tas99&apos; lj:user=&apos;tas99&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://tas99.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://tas99.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;tas99&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was all over me since i enterred. Bit freaky but she talked, walked just like my &lt;i&gt;Tasneem&lt;/i&gt; dear. &lt;br /&gt;Well anyways, i was the one incharge of making everyone laugh and pull Zin&apos;s leg whenever i got the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Zin dint get much time to ourselves but we did our bit of flirting around while the house was in all sorts of chaos. Rest of the information is for me to cherish.. ;) &lt;br /&gt;Some pictures were taken, but i dont know when i&apos;ll probably get &apos;em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I still dont know when my bus will reach my place tomorrow..DAMN!*</description>
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  <lj:music>Crossfade - Cold</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 20 Sep 2006 15:12:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Redunduncy of a whole new level..</title>
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  <description>&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Without evil there is no good, So it&apos;s good to be evil sometimes..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two gujrati women...&lt;br /&gt;Tis&apos; a true story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both women are obese &amp; when i say obese i mean three tyres hanging from their belly&apos;s. They have children so small that they are still talking to the ground. Both mothers were ready to drop off their child to the bus stop and this is what i hear in my moment of oblivion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman 1 : I stopped going to that gym..&lt;br /&gt;Woman 2 : Which one the one opposite our house?&lt;br /&gt;Woman 1 : Yes! its of no use, the instructor sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Woman 2 : Why do you say that?&lt;br /&gt;Woman 1 : Because i havent lost a single pound since but ive gained 4 more..&lt;br /&gt;Woman 2 : WHAT?!!?&lt;br /&gt;Woman 1 : Yes, her aerobics class is soo fast for me. I stand in one corner panting for most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;Woman 2 : She asked you to walk around the corniche atleast once din&apos;t she?&lt;br /&gt;Woman 1 : Well yea she did, but since they took out all those igloo ice-cream vans, i dont feel like going anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Woman 2 : I know..my husband told me..&lt;br /&gt;Woman 1 : I mean i need all my energy back after the walk so i stopped for a rasberry ripple ice cream..&lt;br /&gt;Woman 2 : My son loves that flavour and so do i....so what do you do now..&lt;br /&gt;Woman 1 : Well i come back from the gym...&lt;br /&gt;Woman 2 : Wait for how long do you go for gym?&lt;br /&gt;Woman 1 : 45 minutes, i get bored after sometime, no one will talk. they are just excercising, it&apos;s no fun.&lt;br /&gt;Woman 2 : I agree..&lt;br /&gt;Woman 1 : So after i get back home i try my best not to eat much, i just cut myself down to parathas and those cocktail juices you get.&lt;br /&gt;Woman 2 : hmm..it&apos;s good that you left that gym...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then my bus appeared, leaving that scene was a sorry sight as i was in fits.. *lol*</description>
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  <lj:music>The Cranberries - Zombie</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 10 Sep 2006 11:52:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>To be or not ...</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You&apos;re so cold keep your hand in mine,&lt;br /&gt;Wise men wonder while starved men die.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, as in a very few of us, went for &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;DANDIYA 2006&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; at &lt;i&gt;India Sports Club&lt;/i&gt; thanks to &lt;i&gt;Kareen&lt;/i&gt; on Friday. Wasn&apos;t as full as expected. It was more tiring than unwinding. On the other hand &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_punkassfaery&apos; lj:user=&apos;punkassfaery&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://punkassfaery.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://punkassfaery.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;punkassfaery&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was a total dah-ling on the dance floor, dancing away in such warm, sweaty conditions, and she looked adoreable too. :)&lt;br /&gt;I reached back home at around 2 a.m. after dropping off &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_mr_intoxicated&apos; lj:user=&apos;mr_intoxicated&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://mr-intoxicated.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://mr-intoxicated.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;mr_intoxicated&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got my ADSL connection and it feels good. [I dont care what you are thinking about that sentence &lt;b&gt;danu&lt;/b&gt;], i can just feel &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_wicked_danu&apos; lj:user=&apos;wicked_danu&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://wicked-danu.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://wicked-danu.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;wicked_danu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; go *My DSL is still quicker than yours -muahaha-*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of school today was a total chaos. After all those measures to seperate boys from girls in the school by &apos;almost&apos; declining the co-ed system in the A Levels, we have girls in our Biology and our Chemistry class &amp; on top of that we had a half an hour recess with all the A Level girls as a notion enjoyment or &apos;gift&apos; from our dear Headmistress. &lt;br /&gt;The sections of mine and Daniyal&apos;s is same while Yousuf&apos;s is completely different. Mr. paul kept popping into out Chemistry classroom like shit just before you flush! to investigate the overpopulating classroom issue.&lt;br /&gt;By the end of the day the school declared a holiday for us tomorrow so that they could sort out the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s hope for the best..I wanted to be in one class with all of my friends.</description>
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  <lj:music>Lukas Rossi - Headspin</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 05 Sep 2006 14:09:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>How Long......</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh no! i&apos;ve said too much,&lt;br /&gt;But haven&apos;t i said it all,&lt;br /&gt;or have i said enough? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well a lots been happening with me, but i just dont feel orthodox enough to update about everything. I seem to be loosing touch   *I wonder why?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well first of all &lt;font color=&quot;red&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;HAPPY ONAM TO ALL&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. I just happened to see a graphical representation of how &lt;u&gt;ONAM&lt;/u&gt; first originated and why on &lt;i&gt;&quot;Star News&quot;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- At the moment im trying my best to juggle between my awesome boring life with a fast paced one, since there has always been a party around the corner to attend and unwind pathetically. It&apos;s only fun when your friends are around. Around elder people your joints seem to have swollen from all the guilt of dancing at other parties.&lt;br /&gt;-- Other than that i&apos;ve been practicing to type without looking at the keyboard, well inspired by &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_wicked_danu&apos; lj:user=&apos;wicked_danu&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://wicked-danu.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://wicked-danu.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;wicked_danu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I have a very good idea of where each letter is, but i always miss it by a key. I am actually very good at typing quick without looking at the monitor. My speed then is around 80 WPM [Words per Minute]. But when just staring at the monitor, my speed goes down to 15 WPM.&lt;br /&gt;I dont mind, its just a good thing im working at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it, i just cant wait for school to start &amp; YES! i&apos;ve got admission for the subjects &lt;i&gt;Biology &amp; Chemistry&lt;/i&gt;.</description>
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  <lj:music>Breaking Benjamin - You Fight Me</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Aug 2006 19:45:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Guess who&apos;s back.....</title>
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  <description>&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;b&gt;.....zzz.....zzz.....zzz.....&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello all you happy people, &lt;br /&gt;just returned yesterday night at around 11 pm local. 7 hours of head banging journey, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;literally&lt;/u&gt;!! and on top of that, the narrow Economy class seats make it even more death &lt;br /&gt;loving. The plane was littered with local children so sleep was definately not an option since &lt;br /&gt;things were being thrown from one end to another. [ &quot;LOCALS&quot; the other pink meat! ] *biatch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip was just too good. 10 days dint do any justice to all the places i&apos;ve been. No &apos;gel-haired&apos; &lt;br /&gt;Paki guys, no jabbering mallu&apos;s....aaah! heaven...&lt;br /&gt;&amp; thats when i turned my head to find my sister waving and smiling at me &amp; mockingly thinking &lt;i&gt;&quot;I&apos;ll cover up for all thats missing brotha...&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll do less talking, so here are some of the pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_0190.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Buddha Temple in Bangkok, Pattaya. Each of them had a different significant feature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1512.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our tour guide in Thailand, Mr. PuttiPong a.k.a. Mr. Pingpong a.k.a. Mr. Ponting....ufff the list &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just went on... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1393.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first day at the Champ Pattaya Hotel. Thats me and my mom. &lt;b&gt;She doesn&apos;t look like my mom!!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless Her.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1533.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outskirts of the Buddha Temple. These were the statues of the guardians of the temple. *DAMN!! they &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had old people guarding their temple?? They wouldn&apos;t have stood a chance against my sister, if she &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat on them..:P *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1428.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our group in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_0143.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oye! thats me &apos;Parasailing&apos;. It was el magnifico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_0197.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister&apos;s face everytime she has had food..*lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1410.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family on the speed boat to Natim island. *very small island it was*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_15.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, my dad along with our tour guide at Malaysia, Mr. Yoga [ I used to call him Mr. Aerobics &amp; my &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sister used to call him &apos;Yogi bear&apos;...not bad ;) ] Patronas Towers in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1542.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceremonial Buddha teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_0174.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*One of my favourites* This lioness was directly staring at me, at Safari Park. She neither blinked &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nor nodded away. What made it even more exciting was the fact that i was standing just 5 feet away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the majestic beast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_148.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; my sista in front of this very unorthodox looking &quot;CHINESE&quot; James Bond..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_156.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of the Patronas Tower. *She still doesnt look like my mom...* :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_154.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of the National monument of Kualalampur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_0205.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Genting Highland outdoor Theme Park. Pinky along with Pooja &amp; my mom along with...ummmm whose &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that?!?!...oh yea...my DAD.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_0157.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future cover of &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_wicked_danu&apos; lj:user=&apos;wicked_danu&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://wicked-danu.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://wicked-danu.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;wicked_danu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&apos;s biography. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;How to Kill yourself when your &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;computer stops working..&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chapter one&lt;/u&gt; - Dangle as bait right over the Crocodile park..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1580.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of the Malaysian Kings Palace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1574.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, but this time the horse was peeing *I dont know how to spell that..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1582.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture taken right after me and my mom had an arguement.. :P not bad eh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1753.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom Dad lookin&apos; groovy at Sentosa Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1643.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genting Highland landscape..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1646.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genting Highland model. [ The complete thing ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1739.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ceter of attraction in our group.. Siaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1669.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The famous &quot;Merlion&quot; of Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1682.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Tour Guide in Singapore ..........in white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1690.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cable cars to Sentosa Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1722.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underwater aquarium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1702.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just too damn thoughtful, what the hell was i thinking about?? [In cable car]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1692.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ridiculous smiles when the cable car was stopped mid air..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1705.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1709.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Singapore police. [ If they are this thin &amp; skinny..then the Indian police force still has some &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chance to prove themselves within the next century..:P ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1704.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one&apos;s just for &lt;strike&gt;everyone&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;i&gt;Zinda&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1696.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore skyline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1742.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our complete GROUPIE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Aug 2006 11:51:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sisters day out....</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&apos;m not supposed to be scared of anything,&lt;br /&gt;but i don&apos;t know where i am.&lt;br /&gt;I wish that i could move,&lt;br /&gt;but i&apos;m exhausted and nobody understands.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m trying hard to breathe now,&lt;br /&gt;but theres is no air in my lungs,&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s no one here to talk to,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; and the pain inside is making me numb..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  --[3 Doors Down - Changes]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the 9th of August we celebrate one of the most sacred rituals there alive today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rakhi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, which is just for siblings to celebrate. Its when a sister ties a knot around her brothers wrist as a sign of her trust in her brother. The brother in turn promises to protect her till he is alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t get one thing, if the day is indeed mainly for the brothers. why do the sisters walk away with the presents and money??  NOT FAIR!!   :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let some of the pictures do the talking -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1364.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here my sis puts that red powder we call &lt;i&gt;Teeka&lt;/i&gt; along with some grains of rice on my forehead.&lt;br /&gt;During this, i&apos;m supposed to put my left hand over my head pledging to protect her. i din&apos;t since, you know.., she protects me ..  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1367.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she ties the &lt;i&gt;Rakhi&lt;/i&gt; around my wrist. [Well she doesn’t know how to tie her own shoe laces. She depends on Velcro when she is off to school.] &lt;br /&gt;Oh look at the black band, that’s from my other sister *or rather i took it.. Nyahaha* &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_alienhybrid&apos; lj:user=&apos;alienhybrid&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://alienhybrid.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://alienhybrid.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;alienhybrid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   *sweetness*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e116/abhishek89/IMG_1369.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHe was supposed to feed me some sort of a sweet, but that is a piece of &lt;i&gt;Jaggery&lt;/i&gt; since she and my dad glee fully finished all the remaining sweets that were left when my grandparents were here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye all you &apos;HAPPY&apos; people..</description>
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