<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:49:31.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Three Masti-Keers</title><subtitle type='html'>Ramblings, Musings and Random (explicit) comments on everything that affects The Fockers' lives</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tsb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13888372233167530974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/bharat392/calvinbrains1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-115910392897380690</id><published>2006-09-24T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T06:18:49.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And its the one yr anniversary for this blog as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, its dead now, but it still was a fun flog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thusly,  Many happy returns of the day,  focker ol' chap, and may you rest in peace too :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-115910392897380690?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/115910392897380690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=115910392897380690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/115910392897380690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/115910392897380690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2006/09/and-its-one-yr-anniversary-for-this.html' title=''/><author><name>tsb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13888372233167530974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/bharat392/calvinbrains1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-114697983033966075</id><published>2006-05-06T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T22:30:30.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Temporarily Shut Down</title><content type='html'>Dear All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly, everyone is too busy to bother updating this blog.&lt;br /&gt;We are shutting down this blog.&lt;br /&gt;Temporarily, we hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, check out the Archives.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the earlier posts are really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-114697983033966075?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/114697983033966075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=114697983033966075' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/114697983033966075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/114697983033966075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2006/05/temporarily-shut-down.html' title='Temporarily Shut Down'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-114300632667478763</id><published>2006-03-21T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T21:45:26.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>- 19 sardars went 4a film.&lt;br /&gt;On asking them y they came in a big group of 19?&lt;br /&gt;They replied that the film was only for above 18........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sardar-why r all these people running?&lt;br /&gt;Man- This is a race, the winner will get the cup.&lt;br /&gt;Sardar -If only the winner will get the cup, why r others running?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A SARDAR went 2 a BANK to open a S.B. A/C.&lt;br /&gt;After seeing the Form He had gone to DELHI for filling up. U know why?&lt;br /&gt;FORM say " FILL UP IN CAPITAL ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- CRICKET&lt;br /&gt;Surjit Singh saw that his friend Baljit Singh was very depressed.&lt;br /&gt;"What happened?" asked Surjit.&lt;br /&gt;"Yaar, I lost Rs.800 in a bet yesterday."&lt;br /&gt;"How come?"&lt;br /&gt;"Well, yesterday, the one-day match between&lt;br /&gt;India and England was being shown live on T.V.&lt;br /&gt;I bet Rs.500 that India would win, but I lost the bet."&lt;br /&gt;"But that's only Rs.500, where did the rest go?"&lt;br /&gt;Yaar, I bet on the highlights too!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-114300632667478763?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/114300632667478763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=114300632667478763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/114300632667478763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/114300632667478763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2006/03/19-sardars-went-4a-film.html' title=''/><author><name>Maharaj Nilesh ki jai ho!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13654430569022610116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.deafblindscotland.org.uk/i/deafblindManualAlphabet_N.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-114274828110219950</id><published>2006-03-18T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T22:04:41.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saved By The Bell</title><content type='html'>I was just about to do a post announcing the temporary shut-down of this blog when I read Nilesh's new post.&lt;br /&gt;This blog is/was a labour of love and it pained me to see it being neglected (I am to blame too, of course). So I thought it would be better to shut it down officially for a while.&lt;br /&gt;But Nilesh has saved the day.&lt;br /&gt;Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fockers, let's try and un-neglect this blog if we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long, then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-114274828110219950?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/114274828110219950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=114274828110219950' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/114274828110219950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/114274828110219950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2006/03/saved-by-bell.html' title='Saved By The Bell'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-114266209177617409</id><published>2006-03-17T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T22:08:11.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here is a letter sent to a Sardar by his mother -</title><content type='html'>My dear Jagjit,&lt;br /&gt;       I am in a well here and hoping you are also in a well there. I'm writing this letter slowly, because I know you cannot read fast.&lt;br /&gt;We don't live where we did when you left home. &lt;br /&gt;Your dad read in the newspaper that most accidents happen 20 miles from home, so we moved 20miles. I won't be able to send the address as the last Sardar who stayed here took the house numbers with them for their new house so they would not have to change their address. Hopefully by next week we will be able to take our earlier address plate here, and that our address will remain same too. This place is really nice. It even has a washing machine, situated right above the toilet I'm not sure it works too well. Last week I put in 3 shirts, pulled the chain and haven't seen them since. The weather here isn't too bad. It rained only twice last week. The first time it rained for 3 days and second time for 4 days. The coat you wanted me to send you, your Aunt said it would be a little too heavy to send in the mail with all the metal buttons, so we cut them off and put them in the pocket. Your father has another job. He has 500 men under him. He is cutting the grass at the cemetery. By the way I took Bahu to our club's poolside. The manager is Badmash. He told her that two piece swimming suit is not allowed in his club. We were confused as to which piece should we remove? Your sister had a baby this morning. I haven't found out whether it is a girl or a boy, so I don't know whether you are an Aunt or Uncle. Your uncle, Jetinder fell in the nearby well. Some men tried to pull him out, but he fought them off bravely and drowned. We cremated him and he burned for three days. There isn't much more news this time. Nothing much has happened. Love - Mom. P.S. Jagjit, I was going to send you some money but by the time I realized, I had already sealed off this letter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-114266209177617409?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/114266209177617409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=114266209177617409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/114266209177617409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/114266209177617409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2006/03/here-is-letter-sent-to-sardar-by-his.html' title='Here is a letter sent to a Sardar by his mother -'/><author><name>Maharaj Nilesh ki jai ho!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13654430569022610116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.deafblindscotland.org.uk/i/deafblindManualAlphabet_N.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-113785058800966233</id><published>2006-01-21T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T05:38:25.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>I hvaent posted here in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Thusly, I post here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS-Nikhil is the hottest thing in the underground.&lt;br /&gt;But that is given, considering the people and other organisms that live there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...last I heard, Nilesh was looking for a marriage proposals.&lt;br /&gt;Girls and others, here is your chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-113785058800966233?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/113785058800966233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=113785058800966233' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113785058800966233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113785058800966233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>tsb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13888372233167530974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/bharat392/calvinbrains1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-113707526695669066</id><published>2006-01-12T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T06:14:27.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once all the scientists die and go toheaven............They decide to play hide-n-seek.........Unfortunately Einstein is the one who has theden...........He is supposed to count upto 100...and then startsearching.....Everyone starts hiding except Newton.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newton just draws a square of 1 meter and stands initright in front of Einstein...........&lt;br /&gt;Einstein's counting......97,98,99.....100........He opens his eyes and finds Newton standing infront........&lt;br /&gt;Einstein says "newton's out..newton's....out....."&lt;br /&gt;Newton denies and says i am not out........He claims that he is not Newton......&lt;br /&gt;All the scientists come out to see how he provesthat he is not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newton..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u guess it?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEWTON SAYS&lt;br /&gt;......................&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Newton says "I am standing in a square of area 1msquared.....That makes me Newton per meter squared......since one Newton per meter squared is one Pascal,I'm Pascal, Therefore Pascal is OUT !!!!!!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-113707526695669066?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/113707526695669066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=113707526695669066' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113707526695669066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113707526695669066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2006/01/once-all-scientists-die-and-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Maharaj Nilesh ki jai ho!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13654430569022610116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.deafblindscotland.org.uk/i/deafblindManualAlphabet_N.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-113653052409328489</id><published>2006-01-05T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T22:55:24.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>come to know abt ur life...n sins!!</title><content type='html'>http://www.thebigview.com/pastlife/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-113653052409328489?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/113653052409328489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=113653052409328489' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113653052409328489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113653052409328489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2006/01/come-to-know-abt-ur-lifen-sins.html' title='come to know abt ur life...n sins!!'/><author><name>Maharaj Nilesh ki jai ho!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13654430569022610116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.deafblindscotland.org.uk/i/deafblindManualAlphabet_N.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-113543309524029891</id><published>2005-12-24T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T06:04:55.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out Of Ideas</title><content type='html'>Hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This site is being royally neglected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that pains me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the fun blog. And now all the fun (by that, I mean posts) is gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dear readers, the problem is that&lt;br /&gt;1) Bharat is out of ideas&lt;br /&gt;2) Nilesh is having his exams&lt;br /&gt;3) I do not have an internet connection at home in Cochin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6328/1616/1600/bulb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6328/1616/200/bulb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we have solutions&lt;br /&gt;1) Bharat has a secret crush now. So he'll be posting his (new) thoughts on this blog now.&lt;br /&gt;2) Nilesh's exams will come to an end soon&lt;br /&gt;3) I will be getting an internet connection at home soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please accept our insincere apologies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-113543309524029891?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/113543309524029891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=113543309524029891' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113543309524029891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113543309524029891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/12/out-of-ideas.html' title='Out Of Ideas'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-113440379912887056</id><published>2005-12-12T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T08:09:59.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TSB- its your birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2022/136/1600/bb.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2022/136/320/bb.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrite guys! today is TSB- Bharats birthday.&lt;br /&gt;i think he turns 19...hopefully...? so does he get entrance to canadas discs.&lt;br /&gt;anyways...hope your birthday was nice and very nice. hope those two girls who visited u in ur apartment visit again and u get a nite out. dreamz unlimited!!!&lt;br /&gt;you turn NINETEEN!!!! so i think its HIGH time to catch a Drink and get on a HIGH atleast once. is not bad to be on a HIGH.&lt;br /&gt;i remember i wrote a poem on somebodys b'day.and i remember that someone tore our SEVENTY bucks card  outa frustration. that was someting dude. i mean...we did the hard work and got the card but all in vain. that was for shishir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dude,&lt;br /&gt;its your birthday...&lt;br /&gt;this b'day u turn nineteen...{i think}&lt;br /&gt;and these teens are so mean...&lt;br /&gt;i mean...u wanna do everything but doesn't happen....&lt;br /&gt;if it happens catch a champagne....if it doesn't ..a drink or two..&lt;br /&gt;but it'll always b very few...for you!!&lt;br /&gt;don't be shy....get on a high...&lt;br /&gt;dream unlimited...and reach for the sky....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah...it was decent...i guess...&lt;br /&gt;i din take divyas help arrite!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-113440379912887056?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/113440379912887056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=113440379912887056' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113440379912887056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113440379912887056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/12/tsb-its-your-birthday.html' title='TSB- its your birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Maharaj Nilesh ki jai ho!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13654430569022610116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.deafblindscotland.org.uk/i/deafblindManualAlphabet_N.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-113275063608255829</id><published>2005-11-23T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T04:57:16.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MARKS SE NO MARKS!</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time..that is once divide by time...When MK ..yes M.kodhanthraman was young and had his pitch full of grass but now its a barren land with few tropical grasses ...wild grasses growing on his head....had a girl friend. she was only intelligent in mathematics. that is why she was his girl friend. Mk wrote a love letter. this love letter is given out by the sources exclusively for our blog.it doesnt matter if you fail in other paths of life..but u have to pass in MES!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MK writes,&lt;br /&gt; My Dear Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was passing by your rectangular house in&lt;br /&gt;trigonometric lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I saw you with your cute circular face, conical nose&lt;br /&gt;and spherical eyes, standing in your triangular garden. &lt;br /&gt;Before seeing you my heart was a null set, but when a vector of magnitude&lt;br /&gt;(likeness) from your eyes at a deviation of theta radians made a tangent to my&lt;br /&gt;heart, it differentiated.&lt;br /&gt;My love for you is a quadratic equation with real roots,&lt;br /&gt;which only you can solve by making good binary relation with me. The&lt;br /&gt;cosine of my&lt;br /&gt;love for you extends to infinity. I promise that I should&lt;br /&gt;not resolve you&lt;br /&gt;into partial functions but if I do so, you can integrate me&lt;br /&gt;by applying&lt;br /&gt;the limits from zero to infinity.You are as essential to me&lt;br /&gt;as an element of a set. The geometry of my life revolves around your acute&lt;br /&gt;personality.&lt;br /&gt;My love, if you do not meet me at parabola restaurant on&lt;br /&gt;date 10 at sunset, when the sun is making an angle of 160 degrees, my&lt;br /&gt;heart would be&lt;br /&gt;like a solved polynomial of degree 10. With love from your&lt;br /&gt;higher order&lt;br /&gt;derivatives of maxima and minima, of an unknown function.&lt;br /&gt;Yours ever loving,&lt;br /&gt;Pythagoras MK&lt;br /&gt;thassaaalll!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-113275063608255829?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/113275063608255829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=113275063608255829' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113275063608255829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113275063608255829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/11/marks-se-no-marks.html' title='MARKS SE NO MARKS!'/><author><name>Maharaj Nilesh ki jai ho!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13654430569022610116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.deafblindscotland.org.uk/i/deafblindManualAlphabet_N.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-113241910051560761</id><published>2005-11-19T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T08:51:40.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hope premsai doesn read this!!!</title><content type='html'>ok..premsai. plz don get offended n beat me up for this.&lt;br /&gt;premandi is here at his grannys place for sem exams. &lt;br /&gt;i meet him...rather he meets for various reasons...to have something together.&lt;br /&gt;he questions me ...most of the time abt karthika...r u in touch...r u in touch...? hell lota times...&lt;br /&gt;i know he'z gotta crush on her n donno for what now... &lt;br /&gt;thats the story rite now. ntn else&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-113241910051560761?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/113241910051560761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=113241910051560761' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113241910051560761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113241910051560761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-hope-premsai-doesn-read-this.html' title='i hope premsai doesn read this!!!'/><author><name>Maharaj Nilesh ki jai ho!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13654430569022610116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.deafblindscotland.org.uk/i/deafblindManualAlphabet_N.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-113172429165712251</id><published>2005-11-11T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T02:23:19.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>E-COW-NOMICS</title><content type='html'>*TRADITIONAL ECONOMICS*&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows.&lt;br /&gt;You sell one and buy a bull.&lt;br /&gt;Your herd multiplies and the economy grows.&lt;br /&gt;You retire on the income.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*INDIAN ECONOMICS *&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows.&lt;br /&gt;You worship them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*PAKISTAN ECONOMICS*&lt;br /&gt;You don't have any cows.&lt;br /&gt;You claim that the Indian cows belong to you.&lt;br /&gt;You ask the US for financial aid,&lt;br /&gt;China for military aid,&lt;br /&gt;Britain for warplanes,&lt;br /&gt;Italy for machines,&lt;br /&gt;Germany for technology,&lt;br /&gt;France for submarines,&lt;br /&gt;Switzerland for loans,&lt;br /&gt;Russia for drugs and&lt;br /&gt;Japan for equipment.&lt;br /&gt;You buy the cows with all this and claim of&lt;br /&gt;exploitation by the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*AMERICAN ECONOMICS*&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows.&lt;br /&gt;You sell one and force the other to produce the milk&lt;br /&gt;of four cows.&lt;br /&gt;You profess surprise when the cow drops dead.&lt;br /&gt;You put the blame on some nation with cows &amp; naturally&lt;br /&gt;that nation will be a&lt;br /&gt;danger to mankind.&lt;br /&gt;You wage a war to save the world and grab the cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* FRENCH ECONOMICS*&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows.&lt;br /&gt;You go on strike because you want three cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*GERMAN ECONOMICS*&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows.&lt;br /&gt;You re-engineer them so that they live for 100 years,&lt;br /&gt;eat once a month and milk themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BRITISH ECONOMICS *&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows.&lt;br /&gt;They are both mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ITALIAN ECONOMICS*&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows.&lt;br /&gt;You don't know where they are.&lt;br /&gt;You break for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SWISS ECONOMICS*&lt;br /&gt;You have 5000 cows, none of which belong to you.&lt;br /&gt;You charge others for storing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*JAPANESE ECONOMICS*&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows.&lt;br /&gt;You re-design them so that they are one-tenth the size&lt;br /&gt;of an ordinary cow and produce twenty times the milk.&lt;br /&gt;You then create cute cartoon cow images called&lt;br /&gt;Cowkimon and market them worldwide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*CHINESE ECONOMICS *&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows.&lt;br /&gt;You have 300 people milking them.&lt;br /&gt;You claim full employment, high bovine productivity&lt;br /&gt;and arrest anyone reporting the actual numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*RUSSIAN ECONOMICS*&lt;br /&gt;You have two cows.&lt;br /&gt;You count them and learn you have five cows.&lt;br /&gt;You count them again and learn you have 42 cows.&lt;br /&gt;You count them again and learn you have 17 cows.&lt;br /&gt;You give up counting and open another bottle of vodka.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-113172429165712251?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/113172429165712251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>cycling cycling</title><content type='html'>arrite....&lt;br /&gt;this is abt cycling n all..when i used to. anyways..this was once i think..chennai was on BANDH...n we thot ..B n Me cud do somethin. so we took our bikes...do payya wala cycle nikal kar...we rode it till T nagar ...nivas had told us to come there...near HOT chips n all....we went n saw him n came back. since it was a bandh, the roads were empty n we were the kings of the roads...ridin to the limit.&lt;br /&gt;we broke all the rules ....we drove fast...broke the speed limits...then broke the signals....actually...signals werent workin...and our speed was around 20 kmph...&lt;br /&gt;that was kinna fun. i hope TSB remembers!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-113144560703666376?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/113144560703666376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=113144560703666376' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113144560703666376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113144560703666376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/11/cycling-cycling.html' title='cycling cycling'/><author><name>Maharaj Nilesh ki jai ho!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13654430569022610116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.deafblindscotland.org.uk/i/deafblindManualAlphabet_N.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-113121728767293380</id><published>2005-11-05T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T11:24:18.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cool stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.coralfringe.com/images/mylapore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.coralfringe.com/images/mylapore.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been over two years now since our 12th board exams. Its funny now how much we worried about the 12th board exams...and the feeling on the last day of the exams was just wonderful. I remember I couldnt stop smiling.&lt;br /&gt;Now, when you think back of the exams,its almost like 2 lives, the "before the boards" and the "after".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back on topic, this as most of you know is Saikrishnan. I was looking for pics on vidya mandir when suddenly this popped up on google. He helped me a lot in 12th, and I thought this would be fitting.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, he cant see it but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-113121728767293380?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/113121728767293380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=113121728767293380' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113121728767293380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113121728767293380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/11/cool-stuff.html' title='cool stuff'/><author><name>tsb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13888372233167530974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/bharat392/calvinbrains1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-113102718046446185</id><published>2005-11-03T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T06:13:00.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Focker Takes A Break</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focker Nikhil is returning to college after his vacations, so contributions from him may dry up a little for a while as a result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the other Fockers will try and keep updating whenever possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyone, for your patience, support and encouragement. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-113102718046446185?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/113102718046446185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=113102718046446185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113102718046446185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113102718046446185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/11/focker-takes-break.html' title='A Focker Takes A Break'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-113085458766641182</id><published>2005-11-01T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T06:16:27.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Diwali</title><content type='html'>The Fockers would like to wish all our readers a very Happy and Prosperous Diwali!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't fart (those sweets can get to you sometimes).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-113085458766641182?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-113076735723119127</id><published>2005-10-31T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T06:03:14.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>make your own title-part 2</title><content type='html'>You know you're living in 2005 when..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) you accidentally enter your password on a microwave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) you haven't played solitaire with real cards in years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) thE reaL reason for not staying in touch with friends is that they don't have a screen name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) you'd rather look all over the house for the remote instead of just pushing to button on the tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) your boss dont even have the ability to do your job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) you read this list, &amp; keep nodding and smiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) as you read this list, you think about sending it to all your&lt;br /&gt;friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) and.. you were to busy to notice number 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) you actually scrolled back up to check that there was no 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) &amp;amp; now you're laughing at your stupidity&lt;div 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2'/><author><name>tsb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13888372233167530974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/bharat392/calvinbrains1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-113068851767294062</id><published>2005-10-30T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T08:08:40.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contest</title><content type='html'>Help the Fockers complete the following song, and win a passionate, lusty, delicious kiss from The Focker of your choice.&lt;br /&gt;You can choose from Naughty Nilesh, Boner Bharat, or Nibbly Nikhil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doe&lt;br /&gt;A Deer, A Female Deer&lt;br /&gt;Ray&lt;br /&gt;A Drop of Golden Sun&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;A Name I call Myself&lt;br /&gt;Far&lt;br /&gt;A Long, Long Way To Go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(please complete)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note : Entries with sexual/vulgar/obscene words, themes and connotations will stand a greater chance of winning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-113068851767294062?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/113068851767294062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=113068851767294062' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113068851767294062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113068851767294062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/contest.html' title='Contest'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-113048900585900059</id><published>2005-10-28T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T01:43:25.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new blogs in town!!!</title><content type='html'>well well well....&lt;br /&gt;this world is hell...&lt;br /&gt;in my house i have a bell...&lt;br /&gt;what do u tell...?&lt;br /&gt;i don't have a cell...&lt;br /&gt;though it contradicts...i've cells in my body...&lt;br /&gt;that has come from both my mom n daddy...&lt;br /&gt;because of that busy work out...&lt;br /&gt;now m here ...out!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooopss....!!! divya...u r better riting poems n all....jus load some poems on the blog n we'll make a spoof of that.&lt;br /&gt;whats "RHaPSODY"....? n y RHAPsody..?&lt;br /&gt;make it better...RAPEsody....was i vulgar? who gives a fuck...&lt;br /&gt;Anu, what kinna blog title is that?  TRIBANGA....sounds like a place in bihar...DHARBHANGA...what does tht mean...its differen though....&lt;br /&gt;TRIbanga kardunga sabko Nanga...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-113048900585900059?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/113048900585900059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=113048900585900059' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113048900585900059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113048900585900059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-blogs-in-town.html' title='new blogs in town!!!'/><author><name>Maharaj Nilesh ki jai ho!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13654430569022610116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.deafblindscotland.org.uk/i/deafblindManualAlphabet_N.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-113048741383418838</id><published>2005-10-28T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T01:16:55.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a gift from me focker to he &amp; he  fockers!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2022/136/1600/condom.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2022/136/320/condom.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2022/136/1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2022/136/320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2022/136/1600/nil.1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2022/136/320/nil.1.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arite, this is especially for guys!! so girls plz keep u eyes shut if u r watching. this is the secret gift gn by me focker to other fockers in the celebration of our first anniversary. as Bharat is not into drinks n Nik jus plans to have one all the time...but hey u had a  sip wimme one time back but that was ntn...we shud probably have a stag nite out!!!! on the net i guess this will do!!!&lt;br /&gt;hhappy birthday!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i like to enjoy my b'days but too many will get me into trouble!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-113048741383418838?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/113048741383418838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=113048741383418838' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113048741383418838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113048741383418838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/gift-from-me-focker-to-he-he-fockers.html' title='a gift from me focker to he &amp; he  fockers!!!!'/><author><name>Maharaj Nilesh ki jai ho!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13654430569022610116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.deafblindscotland.org.uk/i/deafblindManualAlphabet_N.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-113043761873072946</id><published>2005-10-27T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T11:26:58.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff...</title><content type='html'>I m out of ideas.&lt;br /&gt;But I would not like this blog to die, right after celebratings its 1/12th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Thusly, I propose having a discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject-&gt; Are the Fockers really insane or are they just plain nuts.&lt;br /&gt;And which one of the fockers is King nut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discuss away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-113043761873072946?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/113043761873072946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=113043761873072946' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113043761873072946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113043761873072946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/stuff.html' title='stuff...'/><author><name>tsb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13888372233167530974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/bharat392/calvinbrains1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-113023534835773987</id><published>2005-10-25T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T03:15:48.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6328/1616/1600/birthday_cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6328/1616/200/birthday_cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought someone would post something about our One Month Anniversary yesterday, but the other Fockers were busy I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'd written a long piece on my other blog, so I can't re-do it here.&lt;br /&gt;But still, Happy One Month Anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;We'd like to thank all our readers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-113023534835773987?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/113023534835773987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=113023534835773987' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113023534835773987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113023534835773987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/one-month-anniversary.html' title='One Month Anniversary'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-113008400543311937</id><published>2005-10-23T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T10:47:14.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Second Joint Post</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow, the 24th of October, marks the One Month Anniversary of The Fockers' Blog.&lt;br /&gt;We would like to thank all our readers for their patience, tolerance, support and encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;As an Anniversary special, we decided to do another joint post.&lt;br /&gt;After reading this post, I hope all of you realise just how immoral the 3 of us are.&lt;br /&gt;This post is in a question and answer format.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----Bharat's Version----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Betty or Veronica ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betty. Mainly because shes blonde and she cooks well (Refer to newest post on my blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Who would you rather sleep with - Hillary Clinton or Monica Lewinsky ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monica Lewinsky. Atleast she's younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Your favourite comic book/superhero character :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Male - Martian Manhunter. Superman is too powerful and Batman is gay.&lt;br /&gt;Female - ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) How would you describe your social/love life ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life solely consists of 2 things...my blog and my books. And occasionally surfing the internet for websites that proves you are a man ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) France or Italy or Spain ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer Fennch speaking Italians from Spain.&lt;br /&gt;If not, then Indians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Chilled beer or Scotch on the rocks or Vodka martini ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beer on the rocks. With a girl...the rocks next to the sea at night with the waves spashing is so romantic.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm romantic...I m a "local lowde ka baal"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) You are taking a girl out for dinner. You know two restaurants - one where the &lt;br /&gt;food is great, the rates not so expensive but the ambience/setting is not that great AND one expensive, classy restaurant where the food is not all that great. Where would you take her ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think it matters. Girls have no taste in food, and I can eat anywhere as long as the food is good or ok at best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Sachin Tendulkar or Rahul Dravid ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saurav Ganguly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Who would you rather sleep with - Rani Mukherjee or Preity Zinta or Kareena Kapoor ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queen (Rani) Preity Kapoor.&lt;br /&gt;If not, then 4-some :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Imagine you are a girl. You meet Nilesh, Bharat and Nikhil separately and talk to each of them for 10 minutes. Tell me your impressions of them after the meeting. (You may have met them at a dating service)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you thought of Nilesh : By the way he dresses, I think he's gay.&lt;br /&gt;What you thought of Bharat : In his 10 minutes, all he did was burp :(&lt;br /&gt;What you thought of Nikhil : He's too kind in real life. He's changed a lot online :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Who would you rather take out for a nice dinner (dinner ONLY. No sex) - Mallika Sherawat or Britney Spears ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malika Sherawat. She has bigger knockers and is not as squeeky or irritating as Britney SPears. Can you imagine my embarassment if Britney SPears suddenly starts singing "Hit me baby one more time!!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Leander Paes or Mahesh Bhupathi ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry...only bhootapee i know was our PT master in VM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) You know two girls. Both of them are equally pretty. One is a very rich girl, who likes you very much but not as much as the other girl. The other is very average financially but is completely MAD about you. Which one would you rather go out with (you might end up getting married) ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The richer girl. The poorer one would be my mistress ;)&lt;br /&gt;But if you're seriously asking, then the poorer one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Favourite cities that you have lived in/visited :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madras, Bangalore&gt;&gt;&gt; rest&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Toronto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----Nikhil's Version----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Betty or Veronica ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veronica, I think. She has better taste in clothes and has a slimmer waist (God, can't believe I'm actually turning down a blonde)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Who would you rather sleep with - Hillary Clinton or Monica Lewinsky ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monica Lewinsky. She's younger, and has bigger breasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Your favourite comic book/superhero character :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Male - Spiderman/Peter Parker, Batman/Bruce Wayne, Wolverine/Logan (in that order)&lt;br /&gt;Female - Shadowcat/Kitty Pryde, Mary Jane Watson Parker, Narda, Lana Lang (in that order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) How would you describe your social/love life ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my social life is rocking man. You couldn't have asked me this question at a better time. Just last night... (Hey, who said anything about being truthful!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) France or Italy or Spain ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, three of the best countries in Western Europe...France for its art and women, Spain for its language and women, Italy for its architecture and women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Chilled beer or Scotch on the rocks or Vodka martini ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all the cool ppl on TV drink the martini with those two lil' olives in the glass, so I think I'll go with the Vodka martini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) You are taking a girl out for dinner. You know two restaurants - one where the food is great, the rates not so expensive but the ambience/setting is not that great AND one expensive, classy restaurant where the food is not all that great. Where would you take her ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The expensive restaurant obviously. See, any girl I'd go out with would have to be real superficial and shallow, so if I take her to some average place, that'd be the end. And girls don't eat anything anyway, so who cares abt the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Sachin Tendulkar or Rahul Dravid ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till about 2 years back, Sachin Tendulkar obviously. But now, Rahul Dravid probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Who would you rather sleep with - Rani Mukherjee or Preity Zinta or Kareena Kapoor ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rani Mukherjee obviously. I don't know why, but I just have a fierce sexual attraction to her. It's just sexual/physical and nothing else, which is surprising cos I usually like good actresses(am not saying that she's good, she's jus above average) for their acting and intelligence and charm also. But not this one. She's jus a hot little number to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Imagine you are a girl. You meet Nilesh, Bharat and Nikhil separately and talk to each of them for 10 minutes. Tell me your impressions of them after the meeting. (You may have met them at a dating service)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you thought of Nilesh : God, he is sooo funny! Looks nice too. God, I want to get to know him better. In the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;What you thought of Bharat : This guy is soo funny and irreverent. I want to so totally *do* him. Right now.&lt;br /&gt;What you thought of Nikhil : He's cute. And mad. I just want to *crawl* all over him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Yes ppl, if I was a girl, I'd be a total slut. A gorgeous, well-dressed slut!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Who would you rather take out for a nice dinner (dinner ONLY. No sex) - Mallika Sherawat or Britney Spears ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally hate both of them. Both of them are whores, the only difference being that Mallika slept around to get to the top, whereas Britney started sleeping around after she got to the top. [Please excuse any puns]&lt;br /&gt;But since I think Mallika is more arrogant and conceited than Britney, I'd rather go out with Britney (and make her pay the bill). Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Leander Paes or Mahesh Bhupathi ? : Paes I think. He's more committed to playing for India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) You know two girls. Both of them are equally pretty. One is a very rich girl, who likes you very much but not as much as the other girl. The other is very average financially but is completely MAD about you. Which one would you rather go out with (you might end up getting married) ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rich girl obviously. See, I can enjoy her riches (both money and her *other* riches) while the love lasts. After a few years, she'll divorce me (so I'll get some money also). Aur phir, I'll go after another one (if the poor one is still unmarried, her then!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Favourite cities that you have lived in/visited :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Cochin (Love it to bits, even with all its shortcomings), Doha (gave me most of the things/memories in my life), Dubai (love love shopping there..only place where we do not look at the price tags), Mumbai (used to be lovely whenever I used to go when I was younger), Chennai (strictly only cos I made some very sweet friends there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----Nilesh's Version---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Betty or Veronica ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know these are cartoon char...but i don't read em' i ain't no kid!!! ill choose the best amongst them...better lookin i mean....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Who would you rather sleep with - Hillary Clinton or Monica Lewinsky ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monica lewinsky obviously....shez a pro at that....done with bill!!!! that means shez got class!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Plus, monica has got black hair....i go crazy for black long hair....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Your favourite comic book/superhero character :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Male - Shaktimaaan!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Female - Shanti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) How would you describe your social/love life ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give myself F grade!!! i.e., i fuck around with everyone...no life ...ottha ...what love....!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) France or Italy or Spain ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;France for fashion ,Italy for girls, espanayol!! for sex!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Chilled beer or Scotch on the rocks or Vodka martini ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilled beer with sky being very clear.....&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing to fear ...&lt;br /&gt;I'll never fuck at the rear!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Fuck with proper gear...&lt;br /&gt;Do a proper tear...!!!&lt;br /&gt;Chair is a better position to stare...&lt;br /&gt;I like one song of John Mayer!!!!&lt;br /&gt;British prime roaster tony blair!!!&lt;br /&gt;Any more questionair??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) You are taking a girl out for dinner. You know two restaurants - one where the food is great, the rates not so expensive but the ambience/setting is not that great AND one expensive, classy restaurant where the food is not all that great. Where would you take her ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wud go to the expensive restaurant!!! what the fuck u need ambience for....i create my own....for sex its only situation... not necessarily i'll take food...i'll rather order a coffee...atleast i'll have fifty!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Sachin Tendulkar or Rahul Dravid ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SACHIN ..as m followin his footsteps....he's got an elder wife...i'll get a double!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Who would you rather sleep with - Rani Mukherjee or Preity Zinta or Kareena Kapoor ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rani mukherjeee...shez soft spoken..cos...when at nite...when we are in the flow...there'll be a rock show....her mouth will be the output...n my **** the input....that'll create a resonance...n hence...the silence of pleasure....AAAAHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;kareeena...too loud....preity,...bitchy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Imagine you are a girl. You meet Nilesh, Bharat and Nikhil separately and talk to each of them for 10 minutes. Tell me your impressions of them after the meeting. (You may have met them at a dating service)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you thought of Nilesh : oh nilesh!!! hez funny....probably a one night stand with him...!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;What you thought of Bharat : i don't wanna be a lesbian....man he'z got a PUSSY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;What you thought of Nikhil : he never takes the initiative....its only me who has to make him wear a condom...he wudn't probably know!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Who would you rather take out for a nice dinner (dinner ONLY. No sex) - Mallika Sherawat or Britney Spears ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I take mallike sherawat- there'll b sex on teh menu card for sure!!! i'll take her....&lt;br /&gt;if I take britney- i'll get married...n immediate divorce after finishing the matter...so guess britney is the better option....!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Leander Paes or Mahesh Bhupathi ? : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leader pees n mahesh thupathi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) You know two girls. Both of them are equally pretty. One is a very rich girl, who likes you very much but not as much as the other girl. The other is very average financially but is completely MAD about you. Which one would you rather go out with (you might end up getting married) ? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wud obviously take the financially not so strong girl....n make her strong (in bed)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Favourite cities that you have lived in/visited :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent stayed in Mumbai...but regular visitor...i jus LOVE the city...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----THE END----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awaiting your valuable comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-113008400543311937?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/113008400543311937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=113008400543311937' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113008400543311937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113008400543311937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/our-second-joint-post.html' title='Our Second Joint Post'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-113002795957828935</id><published>2005-10-22T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T17:43:32.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The mascot</title><content type='html'>Its true.&lt;br /&gt;The fockers now officially have a mascot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name is focker as well, and I'd put him on a prominent place on the blog if I only knew how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...I present you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOCKER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- BEGIN bunnyhero labs pet code --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/showpet.php?b=bWM9dGlnZXIuc3dmJmNscj0weGZmODYwZSZjbj1mb2NrZXImYW49dGhlIGZvY2tlcnM="&gt;&lt;img src="http://petimage.bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/petimage/bWM9dGlnZXIuc3dmJmNscj0weGZmODYwZSZjbj1mb2NrZXImYW49dGhlIGZvY2tlcnM=.png" width="250" height="300" border="0" alt="my pet!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END bunnyhero labs pet code --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-113002795957828935?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/113002795957828935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=113002795957828935' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113002795957828935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/113002795957828935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/mascot.html' title='The mascot'/><author><name>tsb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13888372233167530974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/bharat392/calvinbrains1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112991986481679246</id><published>2005-10-21T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T11:40:38.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Failure</title><content type='html'>I don't know if you ppl already know of this, but go to &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt; and type 'failure' or 'miserable failure' and hit the 'I'm Feeling Lucky' option(which basically automatically takes you to the first search result).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was a touch of genius from the folks over at Google. :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Tip of The Hat to you guys from the Fockers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Long, Dubya !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112991986481679246?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112991986481679246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112991986481679246' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112991986481679246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112991986481679246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/failure.html' title='Failure'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112972018731412580</id><published>2005-10-19T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T04:11:14.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Matters in Madras...</title><content type='html'>This, I decided to dedicate to all the matters we saw/made in Vidya Mandir. Not many of them are true, but we still had fun making them.&lt;br /&gt;I shall start off with the fockers.&lt;br /&gt;(Note-&gt; Other's crush means the other people who had a crush on the mentioned person.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikhil-&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other's crush-&gt; Satvika&lt;br /&gt;Teased with-&gt; Ananya.&lt;br /&gt;Own crush-&gt; There, but he refuses to tell us.&lt;br /&gt;Name given-&gt; Nigil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bharat-&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other's crush-&gt; none :(&lt;br /&gt;Teased with-&gt;Madhura&lt;br /&gt;Own crush-&gt; Aparna (everyone knows this anyway)&lt;br /&gt;Name given-&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nilesh-&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other's crush-&gt; every single woman (that means everywoman and Caulagi) in VM.&lt;br /&gt;Teased with-&gt; Karthika, all the above (Except for Caulagi)&lt;br /&gt;Own crush-&gt;Karthika, Revathi, Anjali.]&lt;br /&gt;Name given-&gt;Niles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eashwar-&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other's crush-&gt; ARE YOU FUCKING JOKING?? :mad:&lt;br /&gt;Teased with-&gt;Everyone, Revathi (max) and Lavanya&lt;br /&gt;Own crush-&gt; Revathi and any woman who moved and was within his age-range&lt;br /&gt;Name give-&gt; Eaccha, Bupcy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaravind-&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other's crush-&gt;No comments&lt;br /&gt;Teased with-&gt; Anjali, Ramya (old student)&lt;br /&gt;Own crush-&gt; Anjali&lt;br /&gt;Name given-&gt; Jaravindeaaaaaaahhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divya-&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other's crush-&gt; Not known&lt;br /&gt;Teased with-&gt; Srinivas.&lt;br /&gt;Own crush-&gt; Not known&lt;br /&gt;Name given-&gt; Divya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arvind Caulagi-&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other's crush-&gt; Not known&lt;br /&gt;Teased with-&gt; All girls, specially Padmaja.&lt;br /&gt;Own crush-&gt; Padmaja&lt;br /&gt;Name given-&gt;CAulagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lavanya-&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other's crush-&gt; Eaccha&lt;br /&gt;Teased with-&gt; not sure/forgotten&lt;br /&gt;Own crush-&gt; Not known.&lt;br /&gt;Name given-&gt; Nil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Srinivas-&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other's crush-&gt; Aishwarya, Charu&lt;br /&gt;Teased with-&gt; Aishwarya, Charu and Divya.&lt;br /&gt;Own crush-&gt; Aishwarya and Charu. Possibly many others. He was a successful casanova whereas Eaccha was a cassanova wannabe&lt;br /&gt;Name given-&gt; Srini, Nivas, bloody koodi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Premsai-&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other's crush-&gt; The fashion police.&lt;br /&gt;Teased with-&gt;KArthika&lt;br /&gt;Own crush-&gt; Karthika&lt;br /&gt;Name given-&gt; Prem koodi, Prem-aai (aai=shit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be cont'd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112972018731412580?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112972018731412580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112972018731412580' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112972018731412580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112972018731412580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/matters-in-madras.html' title='Matters in Madras...'/><author><name>tsb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13888372233167530974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/bharat392/calvinbrains1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112964350792693645</id><published>2005-10-18T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T06:51:47.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bharat!!!</title><content type='html'>Bharat your site is rockin man!!!!! wow!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;u r super funny man....i've jus checked it out lately...fuck i was missing some serious fun dude!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nikhil, m gonna see your site too soon...but i do see it sometimes!!!&lt;br /&gt;well my site is under-construction....i wud come real soon to give B the Bharat some competetion!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;les have some fun baby!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112964350792693645?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112964350792693645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112964350792693645' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112964350792693645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112964350792693645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/bharat.html' title='bharat!!!'/><author><name>Maharaj Nilesh ki jai ho!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13654430569022610116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.deafblindscotland.org.uk/i/deafblindManualAlphabet_N.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112949230778738268</id><published>2005-10-16T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T13:04:38.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ordaining of our First High Priestess</title><content type='html'>With this post, we announce the opening of our&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Focker Shrine to Women (FSW)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Shrine is a tribute to the sacred feminine.&lt;br /&gt;ie,&lt;br /&gt;to women we find HOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first High Priestess is,&lt;br /&gt;as some of you might have guessed,&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;em&gt;drum rolls please..&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elisha Cuthbert&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/elisha-cuthbert-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/elisha-cuthbert-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Hail The High Priestess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus so that no one is confused,&lt;br /&gt;we will have other High Priestesses in FSW.&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;strong&gt;Her Hotness Elisha&lt;/strong&gt; is our first High Priestess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fockers would like to thank everyone for attending our little ritual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6328/1616/1600/autograph1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6328/1616/320/autograph1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112949230778738268?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112949230778738268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112949230778738268' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112949230778738268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112949230778738268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/ordaining-of-our-first-high-priestess.html' title='The Ordaining of our First High Priestess'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112949214008959728</id><published>2005-10-16T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T14:01:25.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Unfinished Tail ..err, Tale</title><content type='html'>The following is a story written by Focker Bharat,&lt;br /&gt;in 10 minutes flat,&lt;br /&gt;during an IM conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have played the role of editor, and take the credit for the title of the yet-unfinished story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some parts where I have put in bits of our IM conversation,&lt;br /&gt;to give you an idea of the conception(we are scared of this word) of this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I give you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mysterious Affair Of Bharat And The Disappearing Words&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tsb--strongly weak says:&lt;br /&gt;otha, 159 words da. My limit is 150 words.&lt;br /&gt;~ D o Y o U w A n T t O ? ~ says:&lt;br /&gt;Haha, don't worry man. It'll be The Mysterious Affair Of Bharat And The Disappearing Words &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ D o Y o U w A n T t O ? ~ says:&lt;br /&gt;And pah, what a baaad joke..&lt;br /&gt;tsb--strongly weak says:&lt;br /&gt;No ra..it was good&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I'll write a story abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with a phone call. Private Eye Bharat (who ever started calling penis a dick was an ass. Now investigators can no more be called Private Dicks as they used to be called before) picked up the phone and was stunned to hear a frantic voice on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was that of one of his classmates... Caulagi, a "man" everyone feared was missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He mumbled something abt missing his dhoodh, a fact that one could not understand. However, being of astute mind, I decided to take up the case for the good of the cows. For it is their duty to give dhoodh no matter to whom or when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, one investigated the case of the missing dhoodh. I walked into a cattle farm and put a bucket under the first herd of cattle i could find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One pulled the hairy thing under its stomach, until i got a fine sample of yellow urea substance. I was stunned, for wasnt it white calcium substances that should be found?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, I had put the bucket under a bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ D o Y o U w A n T t O ? ~ says:&lt;br /&gt;Dei, I got the white substance, but what is yellow?&lt;br /&gt;tsb--strongly weak says:&lt;br /&gt;Urine. Now let me continue.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one was then stunned at the apparition that walked in front of me. For it looked like a cow-ghost. One followed it to its lair, and there it was; all the milk one could ever find. And below one of these cow-ghosts sat a man/woman, who was pulling something under the cattle and getitng the white calium substance humans call dhoodh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then that I realized that she was a milk-smuggler. For when I pulled, I got yellow liquid, but when he/she pulled, white substance seemed to be flowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you all must be wondering what this had to do with missing words and Caulagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's where the twist lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I cant think of anything more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tsb--strongly weak says:&lt;br /&gt;Leave it hanging and tell them i ll update it later...full suspense and all. But did u like it?&lt;br /&gt;~ D o Y o U w A n T t O ? ~ says:&lt;br /&gt;Yes I did. Tho i didnt get the last part..&lt;br /&gt;tsb--strongly weak says:&lt;br /&gt;Neither did I. But thats what people like. Refer back to Shakespeare.&lt;br /&gt;~ D o Y o U w A n T t O ? ~ says:&lt;br /&gt;ok now i got it&lt;br /&gt;tsb--strongly weak says:&lt;br /&gt;explain it to me&lt;br /&gt;~ D o Y o U w A n T t O ? ~ says:&lt;br /&gt;but it doesnt make much sense&lt;br /&gt;~ D o Y o U w A n T t O ? ~ says:&lt;br /&gt;it seems only when caulagi pulls&lt;br /&gt;tsb--strongly weak says:&lt;br /&gt;who said anything abt that being caulagi&lt;br /&gt;~ D o Y o U w A n T t O ? ~ says:&lt;br /&gt;will anoodha give milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tsb--strongly weak says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i m going to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was a feline species that assumed the form of a man to get milk so that they can power their spaceship and take over the human race&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tsb--strongly weak says:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;and possibly for food as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why would they want to take over the human race...What did the poor humans do to deserve such a thing? Are there no heroes to rescue us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then from far off in space, the stars started changing their alignment...they started to resemble a...&lt;br /&gt;Holy Fuck, what the hell is that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One could also hear howling sounds from the back. Is it possibly the D.O.G Unit??&lt;br /&gt;One is not sure what the link is in between felines and bovines, but what are the canines doing here??&lt;br /&gt;Oh God!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ D o Y o U w A n T t O ? ~ says:&lt;br /&gt;Ok when I edit this, can I rename it D.A.W.G. unit?&lt;br /&gt;tsb--strongly weak says:&lt;br /&gt;Sure. In fact, I'll do it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One was right...it was the Special D.A.W.G (Dumb Animals With Guns) unit.&lt;br /&gt;They swooped down and took their places around the site of activity...for felines and the DAWG unit have been traditional enemies.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, one could hear another squeeky voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the highly secretive M.O.U.S.E (Matter Over, U Stinking Elephant) unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was total silence...one could hear the I.N.S.E.C.T.S (Internationally National Species Entering Carribean Televisions) talk among themselves.&lt;br /&gt;But what role did all these animals have in the society? One thought they were just pets, and occasional companions on W.A.S.P(Wild Animals Sex and Porn) Network. And what was a human doing there??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this mean animals will take over the earth and start the H.O.R.S.E (Humans Organically Reproduce Sexually and Externo-internally) network???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.....TO BE CONTD.....(hopefully)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ D o Y o U w A n T t O ? ~ says:&lt;br /&gt;Otha, thassall aaa ?&lt;br /&gt;tsb--strongly weak says:&lt;br /&gt;I'll continue when I can think of something da. Post till this on Blogger.&lt;br /&gt;~ D o Y o U w A n T t O ? ~ says:&lt;br /&gt;Will do. Anyway, I've to go now. Catch ya later. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;tsb--strongly weak says:&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112949214008959728?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112949214008959728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112949214008959728' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112949214008959728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112949214008959728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/unfinished-tail-err-tale.html' title='An Unfinished Tail ..err, Tale'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112944998947318629</id><published>2005-10-16T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T01:09:59.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>conversations u know!!!-----baby.....honey......</title><content type='html'>Arrite ppl &lt;br /&gt;this is the convo of its own kind. The following contents of this page may bother u and the expicitness of it..may cos u to kill me. but its all done for fun and m not bothered of the obloquy i gotto face. &lt;br /&gt;I OFFER O OFFENCE!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;on public demand expletives are used less.&lt;br /&gt;now diggin the grav, this is an exaggerated, exacerbated n hypothetical covo betn A1 &amp; A2 {ex}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scene 1- mornin&lt;br /&gt;A1- hi A2!!! how ya???&lt;br /&gt;A2-m' fine honey..abt u?&lt;br /&gt;A1- .....???&lt;br /&gt;A2- i jus got up..n m tlkin to u...abt u? whatcha upto?&lt;br /&gt;A1- well ydy nite was pretty cold...i was chekin my pantsand the bed..whether i've already washed it duringthe nite with my come...or have to with taps come...&lt;br /&gt;A2- do ya need some help? i won't stuff it in machine...everyhting will b arrite....!!!&lt;br /&gt;A1- ok!!! i'll call u aftr half an hr... [girls keep increasin the bill]&lt;br /&gt;A2- y half n hr call after 15 mins..&lt;br /&gt;A1- i'll b earlier than that [oooff these lousy convos of babes] &lt;br /&gt;A2- [tring!!! picks the fone] hi by what ya doing..?&lt;br /&gt;A1- i jus finished the last toooth of mine which was the molar ones [such prcision.. well BFs gotto tell things to GFs else fite....]&lt;br /&gt;A2- well, i was in teh bathroom cleanin the loo....i was totally sloshed n trew up like crazy y'day...n it was all lookin like BHARATS SAMBHAR!!!!!LOL&lt;br /&gt;A1- "i hate ppl drinkin and somkin" Tm'...go i wont talk to ya for a min&lt;br /&gt;A2- honey!!! lets go for a movie!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;A1-lets go for bewitched!!!&lt;br /&gt;A2-cheee!!! thats a bad movie....lets go fo "whata girl wants"&lt;br /&gt;A1-yes lets go for that...u remember we had decided for this movie when we were watchin "wht girls like abt boys" last time...that was an awesome movie...."both the two of u s like it....&lt;br /&gt;A2-yes!!! i rembr sweetie...and we had a black forest pastry durin the intervaln u took teh first slice of that without even ffering me..how bad of u ...&lt;br /&gt;[sorry guys...girls r girls have to rite all this crap]&lt;br /&gt;A1-what u gonna wear this time? &lt;br /&gt;A2- m gonna wear "a pink top  n a white down" [ my mind workin]&lt;br /&gt;A1-m gonna wear a deginer clothing...white lowers...no not undies...but trousers {laughter!!!} n a D&amp;G stlyed tee with something rite on it...n u ve to tell me hw it was &lt;br /&gt;A2- ok honey!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OB-SCENES STARTS HERE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A1- lets go for some interior shoppin....our interiors....lingerie!!! u haven told me ur tits ka size...how mean!!!!&lt;br /&gt;A2- u never tried to find that out during are "work-outs"...u were busy with ur tongue cleanin n stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoppin centre scene- &lt;br /&gt;lingerie section&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A2- select the top of mine..i mean the Bra...[keeps one on the chest n asks A1]&lt;br /&gt;A1- buy anything...TERE KO PEHNNNE KA HAI...MERE KO THO SIRF UTAAARNE KA HAI...!!!! no difference!!!&lt;br /&gt;A2- ur sick n pervert jokes...OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theatre scene!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A1- stand in the ladies counter ..u stand behind me...jus in case they recognise that...m...??&lt;br /&gt;A2- ok honey!!!&lt;br /&gt;A1- { during the movie} ohh..that actress Mina ka lowda {pina colada} is wearing a nice top..i want one like that....ooopppss...thats A2s dialogue!!!&lt;br /&gt;A2-ya i know!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          "MOVIE FINISHED PORN MOVIE STARTS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEDROOM SCENE- MY FAV&lt;br /&gt;TIME- 12 PAST 12 AM  (have to rite ..girls are like moving time table)&lt;br /&gt;A1- baby...m feelin horny!!!&lt;br /&gt;A2- me too....m gonna change to the red seductiv dress which u gave me on my b'day in the mofnin at 10 0 clok am on the terrace!!!! {Fuckin...!!!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A1- ya i remebr&lt;br /&gt;A2-[trying to seduce!!!] r u aroused????&lt;br /&gt;A1- your foreplay is working on me..man u r nice....n I AM WORKIN LIKA 4-FOUR STROKE ENGINE!!!!&lt;br /&gt; STROKES ARE - DELETION [OF UNDIES], ERECTION, EXPANSION, EJECTION!!!!&lt;br /&gt;[ this is copyrights of nilesh n registered]&lt;br /&gt;A2-OMG!!!! let ur engine run...n run on my track....break the signal....n jus lemme feel the mans come!!!!&lt;br /&gt;A1- i can't believe it...i've never felt this was b4...even when i was a lesbian...{wella!! contradicting statements}m gona....lay...........!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;A2-yes!!yes!!! AAAAHHHH!!!!! oooohhhhh!!!!!! yes!!!! yes!!!!!c'mon!!!!!!AAAHHH!!! SSAAA....RRREEY...GAAA..maaAA...pAAAA,..dhaaa...neee....saaa......&lt;br /&gt;{ n the whole octet of music was heard during the session...{Tm- nilesh}&lt;br /&gt; [summer of "69"]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A1- oh..baby.....we shud have a music production company..!!!&lt;br /&gt;A2-OMG...that was a devil in u ..i din see that b4...!!!&lt;br /&gt;A1- u've nt seen the decil as yet!!!! did ya take the "MORNIN-AFTER PILL??"&lt;br /&gt;A2- oh....craappp!!!! fuck.....!!!! i jus completely got carrid away.....[this was 36 hrs after the session...i.e.,session expired]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW ENTRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;A3- Guess??? [this is nine months after]!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of story!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;A1- performed by our common fren..effiminacy exemplified!!!!&lt;br /&gt;A2- performe by another fren...definately female.....TVS scooty- oopps!!! bad joke!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A3- its jus the report card of the hard work done by A1 n A2.&lt;br /&gt;      "MATHEMATICAL  DERIVATION"&lt;br /&gt;following equations are just the proof of the relationship...which was short!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A1+A2=A3  - 1&lt;br /&gt;this is possible...iff A1 not equal to A2...&lt;br /&gt;therefore, A1 is definitely a guy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takin the first equation, A is "common"...we get...&lt;br /&gt;1+2=3...&lt;br /&gt;i.e.', 3 = 3&lt;br /&gt;so A3 is justified...n now a living creature!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hence proved!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s- Trademark of nilesh- the lines were create jus y'day nite n registered...n no copyrights are given to no one!!!&lt;br /&gt;any piracy will lead to jail with no bail....&lt;br /&gt;if done...i'&lt;br /&gt;ll cut ur front tail...without fail...&lt;br /&gt;n i'll rite a mail....for the blind in braille....&lt;br /&gt;to the officer of jail...to be hail-ed!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;take care down there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate ppl drinkin n smokin- Tm dialogues of A1&lt;br /&gt;my course..i.e., EEE has ntn to do with that last three strokes of the engine mentioned above!!!!!&lt;br /&gt; {do commen n let me know how was it....n hearty welcome to my funeral...!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112944998947318629?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112944998947318629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112944998947318629' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112944998947318629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112944998947318629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/conversations-u-know-babyhoney.html' title='conversations u know!!!-----baby.....honey......'/><author><name>Maharaj Nilesh ki jai ho!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13654430569022610116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.deafblindscotland.org.uk/i/deafblindManualAlphabet_N.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112930025376534930</id><published>2005-10-14T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T07:30:53.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mera babu rao dol raha hai...!!!!</title><content type='html'>arrite ppll....&lt;br /&gt;success....i've got the intro...i've got her number....but i can't talk to her in college cos my working days are over...study hols have begun....i jus donno what to speak...&lt;br /&gt;i quiver when i talk to her...fuck...i ain't like that. i'll b the man...n get killed!!!!&lt;br /&gt;suggestions are invited...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112930025376534930?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112930025376534930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112930025376534930' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112930025376534930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112930025376534930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/mera-babu-rao-dol-raha-hai.html' title='mera babu rao dol raha hai...!!!!'/><author><name>Maharaj Nilesh ki jai ho!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13654430569022610116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.deafblindscotland.org.uk/i/deafblindManualAlphabet_N.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112929497991528121</id><published>2005-10-14T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T06:02:59.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOTR</title><content type='html'>Since a lot of us like LOTR, though I still think Orlando Bloom's a gay dude, I decided to post this "movie" of the Lord of The Rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also... &lt;3 Elisha Cuthbert!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy   &lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.uploadhouse.com/images/958686216catapult023lr.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.uploadhouse.com/images/958686216catapult023lr.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112929497991528121?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112929497991528121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112929497991528121' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112929497991528121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112929497991528121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/lotr.html' title='LOTR'/><author><name>tsb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13888372233167530974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/bharat392/calvinbrains1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112929227147120030</id><published>2005-10-14T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T05:23:28.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The name is Bond... James Bond</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/daniel-craig-james-bond.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/daniel-craig-james-bond.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People! Say Hello to the new James Bond.&lt;br /&gt;This is Daniel Craig, British (obviously).&lt;br /&gt;You might have seen him earlier in Lara Croft:Tomb Raider or Road To Perdition.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this bloke can act, and I think his face has character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome, Agent 007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/craig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/craig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112929227147120030?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112929227147120030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112929227147120030' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112929227147120030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112929227147120030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/name-is-bond-james-bond.html' title='The name is Bond... James Bond'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112928985770839083</id><published>2005-10-14T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T05:02:14.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S u p e r g i r l</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/kateboswo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/kateboswo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Kate Bosworth.&lt;br /&gt;She beat out a LOT of competition to snag the role of Lois Lane in 'Superman Returns'.&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to you!&lt;br /&gt;And oh yeah, congrats also for snagging Orlando Bloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/bloom-orlando-photo-orlando-bloom-6203258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/bloom-orlando-photo-orlando-bloom-6203258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a favourite with us Fockers.&lt;br /&gt;Focker Nilesh, in particular, *loves* Lord of the Rings.&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I'm laughing so hard now&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clear Skies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Dear Elisha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/elishacuthbert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/elishacuthbert.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will get your superhero role some day. You just wait girl.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, and since Katie Holmes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/06poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/06poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has gone ahead and gotten herself pregnant, you might just get 'Wonderwoman'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/Lisomorphe-Wonderwoman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/Lisomorphe-Wonderwoman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But damn! You are a blonde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, some other time then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112928985770839083?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112928985770839083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112928985770839083' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112928985770839083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112928985770839083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/s-u-p-e-r-g-i-r-l.html' title='S u p e r g i r l'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112921020106133411</id><published>2005-10-13T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T07:07:57.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Devil's Advocate</title><content type='html'>Miss Legspace!&lt;br /&gt;Or Anoodha!&lt;br /&gt;Or Anu, or whatever you call yourself these days..&lt;br /&gt;I was mildly amused by your &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112909967111978918"&gt;ranting and raving&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is wrong with you? You are 19, aren't you? And you haven't encountered boys swearing? Do you never swear? Oh, are you a lil' angel, are you, baby Anu?&lt;br /&gt;Well, you broke up recently from a very long relationship (Hahahahahahahahahaha) and your hormones might be all over the place and we sympathise with you n all.&lt;br /&gt;But you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do not &lt;/span&gt;mess with a Focker.&lt;br /&gt;This is a public space, and we use whatever language we want.&lt;br /&gt;And in case you haven't noticed, we have stated that we are explicit in the little box on the top left corner of the page.&lt;br /&gt;And, please, do respond to this post.&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Insert Hollywood action movie background music here&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;The Fockers are waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Though I must admit we're a lil' flattered that you thought our blog worthy enough to rant and rave on. Thanx girl!&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S: Did I just use 'rant and rave' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt; times in this one post?&lt;br /&gt;Man, my vocabulary is seriously challenged. Damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112921020106133411?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112921020106133411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112921020106133411' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112921020106133411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112921020106133411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/devils-advocate.html' title='The Devil&apos;s Advocate'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112918022677928556</id><published>2005-10-12T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T22:10:26.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THOUGHTZ OF II-TEA??</title><content type='html'>arrite, this is probably 11th beginnin...i entered school first day. then somethings n all happened..comin direct to the point...&lt;br /&gt;i'd asked bharat for iit classes...thats right...IIT- indian institute is technology!!! &lt;br /&gt;i wanted to join cos my dad wanted me to join n i did exactly that. &lt;br /&gt;i enquired abtr few teachers n got Mr.Sampath n another b'tard named sampath...it sounds like SAME-PATH...PJ... anyways...me n bharat went in...a lil surprised n i remember we sat in the second bench n other few b'tards were staring at us donno y!!!!??&lt;br /&gt;anyways...ok...there were two sampaths... one sottai sampath other one...lil sottai some-path...&lt;br /&gt;sottai sampath had a bad accent,it was like...he's got thousand litrs of saliva a talkin...yuck!!!&lt;br /&gt;but we made fun of him a lil...&lt;br /&gt;sampath used to take maths for us...both of them...n he had started with trigno....it was fun ...but became a drag. first day me n bharat started laughin at him n crackin jokes on him ..well that was hilarious anyways...he saw us laughing n gave a lecture n all...bastard after that too we coudn't stop laughin...imagine standing up n laughin at his face man!!! Fuck!!!!&lt;br /&gt;thank god he din ask us any q's n all...else thatssaaall....we wud have derived our own things n the BIRTH of two new Mathematicians!!!&lt;br /&gt;Fcukin there were too many mosquitoes n all...&lt;br /&gt;i remember he wud ask us the fees  n all...since we had two teachers..in alternate weeks ..i mean they take alternate classes weekly...we used to tell each one that we'll pay it in next class to the other person n we've got permission by the other to pay it in next class...though we continued for a month..literally...we din end up paying...wen it got serious n all...WE QUIT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112918022677928556?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112918022677928556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112918022677928556' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112918022677928556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112918022677928556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/thoughtz-of-ii-tea.html' title='THOUGHTZ OF II-TEA??'/><author><name>Maharaj Nilesh ki jai ho!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13654430569022610116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.deafblindscotland.org.uk/i/deafblindManualAlphabet_N.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112914842694243091</id><published>2005-10-12T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T13:25:24.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love My India *LOL*</title><content type='html'>I found this little poem(?) on some MSN Space.&lt;br /&gt;It was jus so cheesy and corny and pathetic, that I &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to post it here.&lt;br /&gt;The author's/poet's intentions are admirable, but it's as if a 5-yr old has written it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, that could be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY INDIA&lt;br /&gt;Kashmir for Looks,&lt;br /&gt;Chennai for books.&lt;br /&gt;Mumbai for beauty,&lt;br /&gt;Delhi for Majesty.&lt;br /&gt;Punjab for Fighters,&lt;br /&gt;Maharashtra for witers.&lt;br /&gt;Himachal for Pines,&lt;br /&gt;Madhya Pradesh for Mines.&lt;br /&gt;Rajasthan for Sand,&lt;br /&gt;Uttar Pradesh for Band.&lt;br /&gt;Assam for Tea,&lt;br /&gt;Trivandrum for Sea.&lt;br /&gt;Vishakhapatnam for water,&lt;br /&gt;Gujrat for potter.&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS WHAT MY INDIA IS,&lt;br /&gt;SUCH A BEAUTIFUL PLACE TO LIVE IN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahaha!!! Vizag for &lt;em&gt;water&lt;/em&gt;, Gujarat for &lt;em&gt;potter&lt;/em&gt;? *LOL* I mean, COME ON !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clear Skies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112914842694243091?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112914842694243091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112914842694243091' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112914842694243091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112914842694243091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-love-my-india-lol.html' title='I Love My India *LOL*'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112910024059439595</id><published>2005-10-11T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T23:57:20.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>?ISISHK KAMEENA!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;there's something about chandra babu naidu- i like him!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Arrite guyz.....this is it...its time to do something. it's been long since i've tried for one...long...i never tried for no one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway description abt the Gal!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;shez from Andra, so m learning a bit of telugu...chustu....well.... that means something in hindi...chus-tu....Fuck...it literally means a Bjob...anyways...i've got two days guys....tomo n day after...last monday she disappointed me by bunkin the exam....i was all prepared nhad gathered my guts together...to atleast make an attempt to ...but......i was irated!! anyways...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this time ntn on chance!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've got to get her fone no. plus ask her 4 coffeee ...plus things that  i dream abt!!! ha ha ha!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hope atleast one thing i get...i jus hope i don end up laughing on the spot..what m really good at n screw up all the time...i remember i thot of this to KK too...but never was seriuos abt that....let bygones be bygones...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyways....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;MR.NIVAS has joined the club!!! welcome dude!!! hope ur vantage points will come to use....(kal puura raat english dic padhaa plus the PENTHOUSE book is too good)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bye....wish me luck....atleast a Fuck will do!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;niles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112910024059439595?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112910024059439595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112910024059439595' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112910024059439595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112910024059439595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/isishk-kameena.html' title='?ISISHK KAMEENA!!!!'/><author><name>Maharaj Nilesh ki jai ho!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13654430569022610116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.deafblindscotland.org.uk/i/deafblindManualAlphabet_N.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112909967111978918</id><published>2005-10-11T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T23:47:51.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TRAAAAAAAPP!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2022/136/1600/nil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2022/136/320/nil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cow breaking up!!!!???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what the fuck is this....caulagi {cow} breakin up...i don't believe that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;guess its only for us to stop writing...probably he wud've felt humiliated by the ritings n all of the fockers...but i still think he's going on with her...probably Dhoodhs idea to tell this in public...Divya....true fren Yelping n all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dhoodh aka anoodha...yoddhaaa!! oops bad one...!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;u wanted to give me ur piece of mind...gimme!!! m a non-vegetarian ...i know not my mistake that i don't understand english n other fuck. Dudette, wanna make a comment... make in blog......like a Man {sorry}...not thro' someone else.anyways...mind that....don't mind....cos u need mind to mind....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;m so freakin' dead!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112909967111978918?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112909967111978918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112909967111978918' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112909967111978918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112909967111978918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/traaaaaaapp.html' title='TRAAAAAAAPP!!!!'/><author><name>Maharaj Nilesh ki jai ho!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13654430569022610116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.deafblindscotland.org.uk/i/deafblindManualAlphabet_N.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112886759275154692</id><published>2005-10-09T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T22:13:49.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Divya Focker</title><content type='html'>Hello ppl!&lt;br /&gt;This is a very special post for us.&lt;br /&gt;Two reasons.&lt;br /&gt;One, this is our very first joint post.&lt;br /&gt;Two, we have a guest Focker this time : Divya.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure some of you might have received an email from Divya which had a list of what she'd learnt from her classmates at VM.&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't, she obviously doesn't consider you important enough.&lt;br /&gt;But we, The Fockers, do not make that kind of discrimination.&lt;br /&gt;All our readers are important to us.&lt;br /&gt;Especially if you are female, pretty and single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we decided to 'add' our views/comments/opinions to her list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUTION : This post is totally uncut, unedited and uncensored. There is a lot of vulgarity, obscenity, and foul language.&lt;br /&gt;So if you cannot handle it,&lt;br /&gt;Fuck Off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd like to tell the people who are mentioned in this list that we have nothing personal against them.&lt;br /&gt;No, actually, we do.&lt;br /&gt;But time and distance has healed everything.&lt;br /&gt;Well, most of it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;So what we're trying to say is that if we ever meet any of you again, we'll smile, say Hello, and be normal with you.&lt;br /&gt;That is, basically, we are two-faced, lying, cheating, back-stabbing bastards.&lt;br /&gt;And we LOVE it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have used certain short-forms.&lt;br /&gt;Nil - Nilesh&lt;br /&gt;TSB - TS Bharat&lt;br /&gt;Nik - Nikhil&lt;br /&gt;LOL - Laughing Out Loud&lt;br /&gt;jk - Joking&lt;br /&gt;ROFL - Rolling On The Floor Laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here is The Focker Version of 'Divya's List' :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;strong&gt;BHARAT'S VERSION&lt;/strong&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....This is a tribute to 12A. The class i really enjoyed, n will always look back to...when i need some happy memories n my bag! N this piece is abt what i learnt from each n every person in 12A...yes, i did learn something from everyone!So here goes....&lt;br /&gt;TSB - great times...and i really mean it. and btw, i think i m feeling emotion after this list for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;wooooooooooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Random order...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;How to keep to myself, not take to heart what others say...and how to maintain individuality...From Padmaja&lt;br /&gt;TSB - i ve learnt that ignoring people is always a great way to make people go away. i dont think i ve spoken over 4 sentences to padmaja...she always ignored me :(&lt;br /&gt;or maybe thats because i kept teasing her with caulagi :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That stubborn people can be sweet, and that people who claim to be 'stone hearted' or 'non-sentimental' from the outside, are not very much so from within...From Karthika&lt;br /&gt;TSB - i ve learnt that she has a great handwritng, and that she almost screwed up my nature club certificate by writing Rabindranath Tagore instead of my name. She took all the teasing with Premai bravely, or atleast she looked like it. The note passing betn all of us in LV's class was amazing fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That a little encouragement always helps...and that one should believe in one's own ideals...and heed to one's own priorties before others'...From Charenya&lt;br /&gt;TSB - true stuff...ignore others priortiies till you're finished with your own. Thats always been my downfall/ whatever. i cared too much for my friend's priorities, even at the expense of my own. Btw, i never really learned how to pronounce her name..."Chaaranyaa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That sheer hardwork and dedication does pay!!....From Deepika&lt;br /&gt;TSB - another person i never got along to talking much. though i guess i was jealous a bit of her marks. freaking genius :mad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That realising differences is a part of friendship...but that actually brings friends closer to each other....From Lavanya&lt;br /&gt;TSB - LV 2. by the name i mean. enjoyed the note passing as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That you don't necessarily need to talk endlessly to a person to be a good friend...From Caulagi&lt;br /&gt;TSB - great guy...even though i teased him a lot, he took it strongly. and really hellpful, though i must tell him...THERES NOTHING WRONG WITH COPYING STUFF!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;The likes of a true Leo...and that people have facades...that can be penetrated if u want to...and the inside is definitely different. And...that sometimes, you just fail to get an adjective for a few people!....From Nikhil&lt;br /&gt;TSB - really helpful guy. if you count the total time i ve spent in his house trying to get stuff like notes etc, it would go upto 3-4 months.&lt;br /&gt;Though his books were too neat dammit...&lt;br /&gt;btw nikhil, remember that small scooter accident we had when you were coming home with me?&lt;br /&gt;amazing fun in the back benches in 11th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That true friendship has the least of 'sorries' and 'thank-you's...and that sometimes, its better to be pessimistic than optimistic...and people can change a hell alot of things when there's a will...From Nilesh&lt;br /&gt;TSB - too deep. sorrry. but nilesh...great guy and funny as hell. it was amazing fun in the back benches of 11th. i think it was his jokes that made me start to say stupid things myself...i remember i was a quiet boy when i first came to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That whatever happens, sentiments should not serve as an obstacle...and a few things are just understood, without questions or answers... From Ananya&lt;br /&gt;TSB - never talked much with her. though i remember she used to hate premsai and vice versa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That there's fun in whatever you do...if you don't think of the pressure and the 'winning'...From Premsai&lt;br /&gt;TSB - i ve learnt that wearing your pants below your ass is not a good wayy to get girls. though it is a way to be popular.&lt;br /&gt;btw...great guitarist...though from time to time, it got to his head. And his thatha hated me to the core. because prem koodi was caught smoking one day and he said that i was the one smoking and thats why the cigerrate smell is on him :mad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That family matters...and that there are a few things friends sometimes fail to understand....From Anu&lt;br /&gt;TSB - one of the few girls in our school who had a solid sense of humour. the others were lavanya and divya, anjali to an extent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That the words that come out from the mouth, don't necessarily come out from the heart...and a smile doesn't always conceal, the eyes reveal...From Nivas&lt;br /&gt;TSB - our bandha dude. i remember all the crap he used to build...and also remember one conversation we had after kpr's class when all of us decided to tell him it was bullshit. we used to tease him with so many girls...divya, charu, aishwarya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That it doesn't take a very long time to build a feeling towards a thing, place or person...but a lifetime to let it go...From Nitya&lt;br /&gt;TSB - i remember practising the skit thing for entrenous in 11th in her house and 12th in nidhi. possible matter with eshwaran...but that was because they were very good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That being yourself all the time, and sticking to a few sensible ideals of your own...does make you a little popular,maybe not always but sometimes, definitely....From Eshwran&lt;br /&gt;TSB - bloody eacha. he used to play politics with his friends, and used it to get himself or his friends ahead. in 11th. he sucked at goalkeeping in football and still got into the team over good players. in 12th, he chose barani in a kabbaddi match over me, i may not be good in kabbadi, but atleast i m bigger than barani :mad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That how much ever 'polite' or 'sweet' one might seem from the outside, there are always the other 'normal' feelings within...n they are not to be taken for granted...From Revathy&lt;br /&gt;TSB - really quiet. forget speaking to her, i dont even think i ve heard her voice.&lt;br /&gt;though she could get shout really looudly if necessary. scary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That a song in your heart and your mouth, gives you a good break...and that music is great shelter!! From Shruti&lt;br /&gt;TSB - one of the major things i remember abt her was in 11th when jaravind's pen wasnt working. he tried shaking it and got ink all over shrruti, who was sitting next to her table. really funny thing that was...with jaravind's sorry in a british accent and shruti trying not to get angry. in the end shruti finally got pissed off and told jaravind to stop the funny accent. amazing comedy that was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That having a good sense of humour is always nice! From Bharat&lt;br /&gt;TSB - wooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That a smile can be the most comforting thing...the brightest thing...and that some people are hopelessly sugar-coated...From Nidhee&lt;br /&gt;TSB - the one person i was scared off.&lt;br /&gt;she was taller than me :(&lt;br /&gt;jk...great person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That believing in your thoughts...and putting them forward when necessary, does make people 'like' you for what you are...From Madhura&lt;br /&gt;TSB - i still have no idea why i was teased with her. my enemies used her as a pawn against me :mad:&lt;br /&gt;but she was friendly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That we sometimes tend to be most stubborn and curt with people we like alot...From Harini&lt;br /&gt;TSB - i m stubborn and curt all the time. i d be even more stubborn and curt if i knew what it means :D&lt;br /&gt;jk...i ve seen her a few times around the mylapore temple with her brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That creativity has no bounds...From Preethi&lt;br /&gt;TSB - great artist. and lv's favourite student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That the most unexpected people can be amazingly nice...From Padma&lt;br /&gt;TSB - she one the best supporting actress for ouy kailash house play. she was one of the only girls with a decent role in any of the hosues :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That pessimism, sometimes, helps you see the reality in situations...From Harsha&lt;br /&gt;TSB - has harsha ever said anything +ve? he'd be a great critic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That being outspoken and frank does help...maybe not always! ;-) From Shishir&lt;br /&gt;TSB - Shishir "Mine is bigger than your's" Ramkumar. And he was related to shaku. i think most people remember him for this mainly.&lt;br /&gt;he was a cool guy...sick but cool (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That a smile does not always conceal nervousness...but hell, it does help! From Ramya&lt;br /&gt;TSB - was this why she kept that dirty smile on her face always? it was kind of creepy.&lt;br /&gt;she was nice and helpful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That we should sometimes be easy going, cuz somethings just aren't worth the stress...and the amusing art of palm reading!! From Hemanth&lt;br /&gt;TSB - great guy...had his own uniique sense of humour. had great fun in the front benches in 12th with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That people Sometimes aren't what they seem to be...From Jaravind&lt;br /&gt;TSB - Jaravindeah...i made that name for him! apparently his parents and sister call him jaravind now. the first guy i met in vm...amazing fellow...or fellows, if you follow the jaravind=5 people logic. i ll never forget his gorrilla-like forearms :p&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, and integral part of the back benches...others include nikhil, nilesh and srinivas.&lt;br /&gt;man..i dont think hes gone a day without threatening to belt me for making fun of him, and i ve never gone a day without making him laugh or teasing him.&lt;br /&gt;the best part of him was his british accent (refer to the shruti post as well) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That what i believe is true! and there's no one whoz changing that!! From Barani&lt;br /&gt;TSB - bloody bharani...got a lot of privelege because of his closeness to eaccha.&lt;br /&gt;but hes a good guy...and funny from time-time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That bunking school may be fun!!! From...Guess who????? ok...Niranjan obviously!!&lt;br /&gt;TSB - who is niranjan?&lt;br /&gt;jk...he was my blr buddy....same city :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats it from me...later all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;strong&gt;Nikhil's Version&lt;/strong&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....This is a tribute to 12A. The class i really enjoyed, n will always look back to...when i need some happy memories n my bag! N this piece is abt what i learnt from each n every person in 12A...yes, i did learn something from everyone!So here goes....&lt;br /&gt;NIK - I didn't particularly enjoy my time in VM. 12th especially, was very bad. But of course, being with Nilesh, Bharat, Caulagi, Jaravind, Srinivas, Niranjan and Shishir was fun, but I think I could've had more fun if I had stayed back here.&lt;br /&gt;Damn!&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't really learn anything from anybody. So my version is more of a 'memories' thing than that 'learnt' crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Random order...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;How to keep to myself, not take to heart what others say...and how to maintain individuality...From Padmaja&lt;br /&gt;NIK - She was the only other Leo in class. Not a very cool one, I must say (though after coming to college, where there are like 7 other Leos, I have realized that Leo does not necessarily equal cool. So basically this zodiac thingy is bullshit. Damn). Another thing I rmbr abt her is how a few of us managed to make her cry on like the 3rd or 4th day of school (I think it was Caulagi and Harsha). Man, I was terrified. (Yeah, I get scared when girls cry. Japanese Voodoo thing) And of course, Nilesh bugging Padmaja in the elec lab was too funny *LOL* She used to shout "Nillllesshhhhh" *LOL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That stubborn people can be sweet, and that people who claim to be 'stone hearted' or 'non-sentimental' from the outside, are not very much so from within...From Karthika&lt;br /&gt;NIK - I think she was a goat and not a goatherd. That's not so good. And she was a competent TT player, but *of course*, Niranjan and me have never lost to her (and Harini).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That a little encouragement always helps...and that one should believe in one's own ideals...and heed to one's own priorties before others'...From Charenya&lt;br /&gt;NIK - I have NEVER spoken to her. NEVER. But I rmbr how she helped our team in elec exhibition by painting something for us. Thank You. And why does she misspell her name? Doesn't 'Charanya' look better than 'Charenya'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That sheer hardwork and dedication does pay!!....From Deepika&lt;br /&gt;NIK - Again, someone I have NEVER spoken to. I rmbr she had a squeaky voice, kinda like the one you hear when you stamp/squeeze those dolls. Reminded me of a mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That realising differences is a part of friendship...but that actually brings friends closer to each other....From Lavanya&lt;br /&gt;NIK - I rmbr our English project in 11th, when all of us assembled at her house (and Eshwran came looking like a snake *LOL*)&lt;br /&gt;She's a good person to have in your team. Then I rmbr Nilesh giving her a fake b'day gift (it was a fused bulb and sand, I think). Then I rmbr she kept using 'Be Yourself' and 'Keep Smiling' everywhere, which are totally empty phrases (*pity*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That you don't necessarily need to talk endlessly to a person to be a good friend...From Caulagi&lt;br /&gt;NIK - He was one of my best mates in Chennai. And he was my shopping partner on those trips to Spencer (back then, that is). I rmbr how I took him out for lunch at this really swank Mexican restaurant and how the idiot vomited there (not at the table, obviously) AFTER ordering the food, and I ended up having to eat what I had ordered AND half of what the idiot had ordered. I have never had Mexican food since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;The likes of a true Leo...and that people have facades...that can be penetrated if u want to...and the inside is definitely different. And...that sometimes, you just fail to get an adjective for a few people!....From Nikhil&lt;br /&gt;NIK - I rmbr jus how damn good at Dumb Charades I was (and how Bharat in the 11th, and Srinivas in the 12th, ruined our chances in Entrenous). I miss that abt VM. You see, ppl in my clg think 'Dumb C' is what you call fat women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That true friendship has the least of 'sorries' and 'thank-you's...and that sometimes, its better to be pessimistic than optimistic...and people can change a hell alot of things when there's a will...From Nilesh&lt;br /&gt;NIK - Such a great friend. He was jus so damn funny. He made my life in Chennai so much more bearable (though towards the end he dumped me for Revathy and her gang *sniff*) And this guy is sooo sensitive. Say the wrong thing to him, and you're out.&lt;br /&gt;And New Yorker is our *favourite* restaurant, isn't it Nilesh? *ROFL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That whatever happens, sentiments should not serve as an obstacle...and a few things are just understood, without questions or answers... From Ananya&lt;br /&gt;NIK - I won't even fuckin' comment on this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That there's fun in whatever you do...if you don't think of the pressure and the 'winning'...From Premsai&lt;br /&gt;NIK - I jus think he was so confused. But he was always nice to me, and we've had some good times (him strumming his guitar and singing to me over the phone for an hour was definitely not one of them). And of course, he was way ahead of his time in terms of fashion *ROFL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That family matters...and that there are a few things friends sometimes fail to understand....From Anu&lt;br /&gt;NIK - I didn't know her that well. What I rmbr is how I crashed Nilesh's Scooty on her farewell party *LOL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That the words that come out from the mouth, don't necessarily come out from the heart...and a smile doesn't always conceal, the eyes reveal...From Nivas&lt;br /&gt;NIK - And The Oscar goes to... OMG, what an actor, both on stage and in real life. I can never EVER forget his performance in front of GP. And he used to lie so damn well. I wish I could be that good. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That it doesn't take a very long time to build a feeling towards a thing, place or person...but a lifetime to let it go...From Nitya&lt;br /&gt;NIK - I rmbr she used to paint well. And that she was obsessed with that show 'Friends'. I feel sad for her. What bad taste for a painter *condescending grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That being yourself all the time, and sticking to a few sensible ideals of your own...does make you a little popular,maybe not always but sometimes, definitely....From Eshwran&lt;br /&gt;NIK - What I rmbr most abt him were his futile and oh-so laughable attempts at hitting on girls. The first time I saw this was in the 11th, during the Annual Day (or School Day or whatever it was called) rehearsals. He kept on hitting on our SPL at that time (she was cute, BTW) and it was so fuckin' funny. Finally, she jus walked away or somethin' *LOL*&lt;br /&gt;The second time was in 12th during rehearsal for the play. There was this totally cute Bengali girl (I forgot her name..Sharmishta or somethin') in our play and we were rehearsing in Varun's house. And this idiot kept cracking the stupidest jokes to try and get her attention. *ROFL* Finally she got fed up and asked him how his parents tolerated him *LOL*&lt;br /&gt;And of course, the funniest was in the Table Tennis room, with Niranjan, me, Harini and Karthika (so that made 5 of us). We used to play doubles (so one person used to sit out, in rotation) and this guy wanted to play with the girls and the excuses he made up were *so* funny (and ridiculous). Of course, we used to humour him anyway and have a good laugh afterwards. And he hated someone else coming to play too, 'cos then it made 6 people = 3 fixed teams *ROFL*&lt;br /&gt;Dude, you have the talent, but borrow some class too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That how much ever 'polite' or 'sweet' one might seem from the outside, there are always the other 'normal' feelings within...n they are not to be taken for granted...From Revathy&lt;br /&gt;NIK - I've never spoken to her. Rmbr her as having read too many books. And oh yeah, Shishir had a thing for her *ROFL* And I think Eshwran tried to hit on her too *ROFL* "Butter-ball" *LOL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That a song in your heart and your mouth, gives you a good break...and that music is great shelter!! From Shruti&lt;br /&gt;NIK - Didn't know her that well either. But Nilesh used to do a *really* funny imitation *LOL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That having a good sense of humour is always nice! From Bharat&lt;br /&gt;NIK - Really funny guy. I rmbr his laughter used to sound sooo funny to me in the beginning. And of course, when Jaravind and him were together, it was jus NON - STOP.&lt;br /&gt;And yes Bharat, I do rmbr our lil' accident, where I saved both our asses from being majorly kicked by those auto guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That a smile can be the most comforting thing...the brightest thing...and that some people are hopelessly sugar-coated...From Nidhee&lt;br /&gt;NIK - She was a nice girl. Haha, the only girl I have ever asked to 'fuck off'. Of course, I didn't know it was her. So people, never swear at anyone who taps you from behind without looking over first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That believing in your thoughts...and putting them forward when necessary, does make people 'like' you for what you are...From Madhura&lt;br /&gt;NIK - Haha, I rmbr she asked Nilesh to fuck off once *ROFL* I always thought this one was a loose cannon, slightly mad. And I have never seen another pair of sisters (not twins) who look so damn alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That we sometimes tend to be most stubborn and curt with people we like alot...From Harini&lt;br /&gt;NIK - Used to play TT with us, of course. She was in our group for that Eng project too, and she's a good person to have on your team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That creativity has no bounds...From Preethi&lt;br /&gt;NIK - Such a sweet girl! I rmbr she made a really great b'day card for me in the 12th with everybody's signature (except Bharat idiot), and that was one of the best b'day gifts I had ever recvd. Thank you so so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That the most unexpected people can be amazingly nice...From Padma&lt;br /&gt;NIK - Knew her briefly during the early part of 11th. Don't think we'd ever talked since *LOL* She was 'ok-weird'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That pessimism, sometimes, helps you see the reality in situations...From Harsha&lt;br /&gt;NIK - *ROFL* Harsha was such a NEGATIVE guy. OMG *ROFL* I rmbr Nilesh almost belting him in class one day, and then he completely changed his attitude towards us *LOL* And of course, he was my team-mate for a coupla quizzes, and that was fun. OK, not so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That being outspoken and frank does help...maybe not always! ;-) From Shishir&lt;br /&gt;NIK - The guy I sat next to for a whole year. Someone with a loud loud mouth and an even louder voice. This guy was very sensitive too, I mean, he got upset easily. And then there is his infamous comment, which Bharat has already mentioned!&lt;br /&gt;Also a quiz team-mate, very non-interfering *LOL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That a smile does not always conceal nervousness...but hell, it does help! From Ramya&lt;br /&gt;NIK - I've haven't spoken much to her either, but I guess she was ok. Of course, Nilesh tells me something else *LOL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That we should sometimes be easy going, cuz somethings just aren't worth the stress...and the amusing art of palm reading!! From Hemanth&lt;br /&gt;NIK - He was a damn good chess player. I guess he deserved to be more popular in school than he was. And of course, he was my *hero* for having casually bunked an Eng class *LOL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That people Sometimes aren't what they seem to be...From Jaravind&lt;br /&gt;NIK - OMG, what can I say! But he was such a good sport, taking all the jokes and snide remarks and insults very sportingly. Of course, he did have a tendency to become a lil' excited whenever *any* female was around. And God, sometimes he used to come over to my house and talk absolute nonsense for hours together and I used to have to try so hard not to sleep off.&lt;br /&gt;And then of course, there is his *story* with Anjali, which someone just HAS to turn into an episode of 'Losers'. Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That what i believe is true! and there's no one whoz changing that!! From Barani&lt;br /&gt;NIK - Man, all those days going for coaching classes with him. Trained me to be travel-ready for those MTC buses. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;He's a nice guy though. Surprised me a hell lot by calling me up when I was in Chennai. Heard he's become 'cool' now *LOL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That bunking school may be fun!!! From...Guess who????? ok...Niranjan obviously!!&lt;br /&gt;NIK - Another great friend from Chennai. We shared a great love for tennis. And we were a good doubles team in TT. He was fun to be with. Of course, Nilesh n him didn't exactly get along so well, so I had to sort of be in between. But Physics project was still super fun, esp when we smuggled out that old project report from the lab, and also when GP caught Nilesh for magnifying his middle finger and showing it to Niranjan *ROFL* *ROFL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, that's all from me folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;strong&gt;NILESH's VERSION&lt;/strong&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey people,&lt;br /&gt;I never thought i'd ever send this to u guys...but i guess its no use when its just in my book when u guys may as well read it....n another thing, i never thought i'd ever show this to anyone, so everything in it was meant just for me....so if u think some thing i've said is not true...or u're not happy abt it or something, can't really help it!!! And thanx to all of u....without u guys, i definitely wouldn' have written this....It may be lame, but its definitely straight from the heart! Here goes....&lt;br /&gt;Nil - whata learnin whata learning....i've been learnin since LKG...but still i do my exams badly....&lt;br /&gt;she rites i'd ever send ...ive already read it in 11th...hahah....&lt;br /&gt;STRAIGHT FROM THE HEART..ITS ON THE CARD- COPIED FROM ARCHIES [Tm]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....This is a tribute to 12A. The class i really enjoyed, n will always look back to...when i need some happy memories n my bag! N this piece is abt what i learnt from each n every person in 12A...yes, i did learn something from everyone! So here goes....&lt;br /&gt;Nil - what tribute...what we n all superstaraaa? even i liked the class but without teachers n girls...except one....no i won't tell its karthika...&lt;br /&gt;what bag....scrotum...?whose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Random order...&lt;br /&gt;Nil- how can random b order? m crappin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;How to keep to myself, not take to heart what others say...and how to maintain individuality...From Padmaja&lt;br /&gt;Nil - padmaja....khuub maja.....ayah!! heart ha...? what heart...she wont take heart..she'l give heart attack....i remember she told once....I m an ENGINE!!!!! instead of INDIAN....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That stubborn people can be sweet, and that people who claim to be 'stone hearted' or 'non-sentimental' from the outside, are not very much so from within...From Karthika&lt;br /&gt;Nil - "NO COMMENTS"..yes comments....stone hearted from outside...otha limestone plus concrete from inside....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That a little encouragement always helps...and that one should believe in one's own ideals...and heed to one's own priorties before others'...From Charenya&lt;br /&gt;Nil- i've learnt how to ignore ppl from her...n be quiet in class n eat the lunch without givin to anybody&lt;br /&gt;char ananya makes one charenya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That sheer hardwork and dedication does pay!!....From Deepika&lt;br /&gt;Nil - i hardly work....i've learnt that TSB had a girl called deepika for her...&lt;br /&gt;only office pays...no hardwork....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That realising differences is a part of friendship...but that actually brings friends closer to each other....From Lavanya&lt;br /&gt;Nil - i've learnt to talk in babys voice from her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That you don't necessarily need to talk endlessly to a person to be a good friend...From Caulagi&lt;br /&gt;Nil - i've learnt how to behave like girls in betn guys....i've learnt how not to shag even if i have reached a tender age to do something with my prick...!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;The likes of a true Leo...and that people have facades...that can be penetrated if u want to...and the inside is definitely different. And...that sometimes, you just fail to get an adjective for a few people!....From Nikhil&lt;br /&gt;Nil - ive learnt how to waste calls n increase tel bills....n u dont' get the call back.... i've learnt to take things out from him!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That true friendship has the least of 'sorries' and 'thank-you's...and that sometimes, its better to be pessimistic than optimistic...and people can change a hell alot of things when there's a will...From Nilesh&lt;br /&gt;Nil - what pessimism...optimism....all i know is abt ORGASM!!!!! no thank u's n all...take n snatch policy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That whatever happens, sentiments should not serve as an obstacle...and a few things are just understood, without questions or answers... From Ananya&lt;br /&gt;Nil - i ve learnt how to come to a party without being invited...n eat nothin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That there's fun in whatever you do...if you don't think of the pressure and the 'winning'...From Premsai&lt;br /&gt;Nil - i've learnt how to save pants cloth by wearing it below ur ARSEHOLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That family matters...and that there are a few things friends sometimes fail to understand....From Anu&lt;br /&gt;Nil - ive learnt.......sorry i din learn anything..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That the words that come out from the mouth, don't necessarily come out from the heart...and a smile doesn't always conceal, the eyes reveal...From Nivas&lt;br /&gt;Nil - ottha u donno abt nivas....he'll lie from everypart of his body!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That it doesn't take a very long time to build a feeling towards a thing, place or person...but a lifetime to let it go...From Nitya&lt;br /&gt;Nil - i've learnt BODY building from nitya!!!! NItya the instrutor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That being yourself all the time, and sticking to a few sensible ideals of your own...does make you a little popular,maybe not always but sometimes, definitely....From Eshwran&lt;br /&gt;Nil - i've leart how to wag my tail n jhoooolloooooofy in front of girls....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That how much ever 'polite' or 'sweet' one might seem from the outside, there are always the other 'normal' feelings within...n they are not to be taken for granted...From Revathy&lt;br /&gt;Nil - **CENSORED**- talks abt her  tits!!!-gist&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That a song in your heart and your mouth, gives you a good break...and that music is great shelter!! From Shruti&lt;br /&gt;Nil - i've learnt a new breeed of buffalo in shruti!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That having a good sense of humour is always nice! From Bharat&lt;br /&gt;Nil - i ve learnt good sense of tumour from TSB- tit suckin bharat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That a smile can be the most comforting thing...the brightest thing...and that some people are hopelessly sugar-coated...From Nidhee&lt;br /&gt;Nil - i';ve learnt to make a brand new chair rickety!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That believing in your thoughts...and putting them forward when necessary, does make people 'like' you for what you are...From Madhura&lt;br /&gt;Nil - i've learnt how to have a brit accent plus "cock-tail of accents"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That we sometimes tend to be most stubborn and curt with people we like alot...From Harini&lt;br /&gt;Nil - who is she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That creativity has no bounds...From Preethi&lt;br /&gt;Nil - i have learrnt how to make kichchdi without the required ingredients on the board n on the paper!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That the most unexpected people can be amazingly nice...From Padma&lt;br /&gt;Nil - i've leart how to crawl on the wall....padma-palli !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That pessimism, sometimes helps you see the reality in situations...From Harsha&lt;br /&gt;Nil - i've leart some technical soounds of talkin n FARtin......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That being outspoken and frank does help...maybe not always! ;-) From Shishir&lt;br /&gt;Nil - i 've learnt how to make it big....MINE IS BIGGER THAN URS!!!! UNBEATABLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That a smile does not always conceal nervousness...but hell, it does help! From Ramya&lt;br /&gt;Nil - i've learnt how to have sex talk from her@@@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That we should sometimes be easy going, cuz somethings just aren't worth the stress...and the amusing art of palm reading!! From Hemanth&lt;br /&gt;Nil - i've learnt how to pronounce a word worse!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That people Sometimes aren't what they seem to be...From Jaravind&lt;br /&gt;Nil - i've learnt how to b fake...n how to love a person even when u don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That what i believe is true! and there's no one whoz changing that!! From Barani&lt;br /&gt;Nil - i've learnt how to sing from barani....high pitch low pitch...midium pitch....all kinda pitches!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt,&lt;br /&gt;That bunking school may be fun!!! From...GUess who????? ok...Niranjan obviously!!&lt;br /&gt;Nil - i've learnt to make him laugh....hard work to do that to him...elec lab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"live like you'll die tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Learn like you'll live forever"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nivasses version- "LIE LIKE U'LL DIE TOMORROW&lt;br /&gt;LIE EVEN MORE ..ANYWAYS U GONNA LIVE FOREVER"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some gr8 persons are missing from the list...that means divya has missed out on some learnin thing....like KOSU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross the bridge when u get to it... n hope to die!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---THE END-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is all people. Hope we pissed off as many ppl as we could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awaiting your valuable, swear-word filled comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye y'all !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112886759275154692?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112886759275154692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112886759275154692' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112886759275154692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112886759275154692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/divya-focker.html' title='Divya Focker'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112886652761042706</id><published>2005-10-09T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T07:02:07.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OK, Enough</title><content type='html'>People!&lt;br /&gt;What the hell has been going on?&lt;br /&gt;Fine, Caulagi has a girlfriend, and we were all shocked and we expressed our shock in ways that some ppl might not consider normal (ie, suicide).&lt;br /&gt;So what?&lt;br /&gt;God, it's not as if we really meant anything serious. Puhleeeeeze.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of this whole affair.&lt;br /&gt;From now on, &lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt; more posts on Caulagi or his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing.&lt;br /&gt;We will be putting up a joint post soon, and we'd like to tell everyone that it was written and compiled about 4 days back, so the events of the last 2 days have had no bearing whatsoever on anything that is written in that post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Nidhee, we really like your nick - NJ.&lt;br /&gt;It looks and sounds like MJ (Mary Jane, NOT Michael Jackson).&lt;br /&gt;The Fockers approve ! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112886652761042706?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112886652761042706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112886652761042706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112886652761042706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112886652761042706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/ok-enough.html' title='OK, Enough'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112885788025255705</id><published>2005-10-09T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T04:38:00.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>breaking  news 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;newzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guyz this is the breaking news two....if u haven't got over cows case then surely u won't get over this.....&lt;br /&gt;SPL- small P*****.... latking.... i.e., Eashwaran has got a girl.......she is a junior!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;he has a stud now...makin his body  n all....with all the consent from his Mother in writing....&lt;br /&gt;girl is in venkateswarra same college.... guess shez gotto wear shades everyday...due to solar eclipse in eachas shirt...all bright n all...&lt;br /&gt;hope....cross my heart n hope to die!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112885788025255705?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112885788025255705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112885788025255705' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112885788025255705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112885788025255705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/breaking-news-2.html' title='breaking  news 2'/><author><name>Maharaj Nilesh ki jai ho!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13654430569022610116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.deafblindscotland.org.uk/i/deafblindManualAlphabet_N.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112878944937900421</id><published>2005-10-08T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T09:37:29.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what do i take.....suicide pill, rat killer tabs, or what...? give me an idea!!!!????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; PARENTAL ADVISORY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OK,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; the following contents are gonna be a real explicit once....if u care to read plz don't....n if u do read it...then atlast Fuck yourself!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is the time for fockers composure.., but i've lost all....Fuckin....Arvind!!! you are my god!!! Fuckin how the hell did ya do that..... m really happy for you....something to learn from you ....but still...i wont give up on critisizin for.....thats for m here...n e ways m gonna die someday...so i don't  give a Fuck! arrite....heard u got a Gal.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;is she a girl ???? whats her name....no don't tell me i already know that...some Anoodha crap....its sounds more like a Doodh wala ka naam....haha....very funny!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyways...cow....thats y u not callin me ha dude...not for movies n all.....fuckin!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i jus hope Anoodha is not a lesbo!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;{dude- don;t mind..m happy for ya...n will wish for ya good....its jus dislike towards some things...ntn else.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;have fun!!!}.....do tell me she F'ed u or u tightened the screw}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Niles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112878944937900421?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112878944937900421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112878944937900421' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112878944937900421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112878944937900421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-do-i-takesuicide-pill-rat-killer.html' title='what do i take.....suicide pill, rat killer tabs, or what...? give me an idea!!!!????'/><author><name>Maharaj Nilesh ki jai ho!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13654430569022610116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.deafblindscotland.org.uk/i/deafblindManualAlphabet_N.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112878461726182022</id><published>2005-10-08T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T08:16:57.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S U I C I D E</title><content type='html'>This is a very special post.&lt;br /&gt;We have just received information that Arvind Caulagi has had a girlfriend for over a month now.&lt;br /&gt;ARVIND CAULAGI ! ! !&lt;br /&gt;We, The Fockers, are too shocked to even begin to comprehend this monumental turn of affairs.&lt;br /&gt;And of course, Shishir has one too.&lt;br /&gt;But still, this is the final straw.&lt;br /&gt;Bharat and me HAVE to suicide.&lt;br /&gt;Atleast Nilesh has a star on the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;Ours' is completely barren.&lt;br /&gt;Booooohoooo Booohooo Boooohoooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Fuckin' Clear Skies...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112878461726182022?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112878461726182022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112878461726182022' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112878461726182022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112878461726182022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/s-u-i-c-i-d-e.html' title='S U I C I D E'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112856857446107563</id><published>2005-10-05T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T20:16:14.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>trees</title><content type='html'>Found this on the university forum. It looks to be true...a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw...I m a fig tree   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT TREE DID YOU FALL FROM?&lt;br /&gt; Dec 23 to Jan 01- Apple Tree&lt;br /&gt; Jan 01 to Jan 11- Fir Tree&lt;br /&gt; Jan 12 to Jan 24- Elm Tree&lt;br /&gt; Jan 25 to Feb 03- Cypress Tree&lt;br /&gt; Feb 04 to Feb 08- Poplar Tree&lt;br /&gt; Feb 09 to Feb 18- Cedar Tree&lt;br /&gt; Feb 19 to Feb 28- Pine Tree&lt;br /&gt; Mar 01 to Mar 10- Weeping Willow Tree&lt;br /&gt; Mar 11 to Mar 20- Lime Tree&lt;br /&gt; Mar 21 (only)- Oak Tree&lt;br /&gt; Mar 22 to Mar 31- Hazelnut Tree&lt;br /&gt; Apr 01 to Apr 10- Rowan Tree&lt;br /&gt; Apr 11 to Apr 20- Maple Tree&lt;br /&gt; Apr 21 to Apr 30- Walnut Tree&lt;br /&gt; May 01 to May 14- Poplar Tree&lt;br /&gt; May 15 to May 24- Chestnut Tree&lt;br /&gt; May 25 to Jun 03- Ash Tree&lt;br /&gt; Jun 04 to Jun 13- Hornbeam Tree&lt;br /&gt; Jun 14 to Jun 23- Fig Tree&lt;br /&gt; Jun 24 (only)- Birch Tree&lt;br /&gt; Jun 25 to Jul 04- Apple Tree&lt;br /&gt; Jul 05 to Jul 14- Fir Tree&lt;br /&gt; Jul 15 to Jul 25- Elm Tree&lt;br /&gt; Jul 26 to Aug 04- Cypress Tree&lt;br /&gt; Aug 05 to Aug 13- Poplar Tree&lt;br /&gt; Aug 14 to Aug 23- Cedar Tree&lt;br /&gt; Aug 24 to Sep 02- Pine Tree&lt;br /&gt; Sep 03 to Sep 12- Weeping Willow Tree&lt;br /&gt; Sep 13 to Sep 22- Lime Tree&lt;br /&gt; Sep 23 (only)- Olive Tree&lt;br /&gt; Sep 24 to Oct 03- Hazelnut Tree&lt;br /&gt; Oct 04 to Oct 13- Rowan Tree&lt;br /&gt; Oct 14 to Oct 2- Maple Tree&lt;br /&gt; Oct 24 to Nov 11 - Walnut Tree&lt;br /&gt; Nov 12 to Nov 21- Chestnut Tree&lt;br /&gt; Nov 22 to Dec 01- Ash Tree&lt;br /&gt; Dec 02 to Dec 11- Hornbeam Tree&lt;br /&gt; Dec 12 to Dec 21- Fig Tree&lt;br /&gt; Dec 22 (only)- Beech Tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; TREES (in alphabetical order)&lt;br /&gt; Apple Tree (Love) -- quiet and shy at times, lots of charm, appeal, and attraction, pleasant attitude, flirtatious smile, adventurous, sensitive, loyal in love, wants to love and be loved, faithful and tender partner, very generous, many talents, loves children, needs affectionate partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ash Tree (Ambition) -- extremely attractive, vivacious, impulsive, demanding, does not care for criticism, ambitious, intelligent, talented, likes to play with fate, can be very egotistic, reliable, restless lover, sometimes money rules over the heart, demands attention, needs love and much emotional support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Beech Tree (Creative) -- has good taste, concerned about its looks, materialistic, good organization of life and career, economical, good leader, takes no unnecessary risks, reasonable, splendid lifetime companion, keen on keeping fit (diets, sports, etc.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Birch Tree (Inspiration) -- vivacious, attractive, elegant, friendly, unpretentious, modest, does not like any thing in excess, abhors the vulgar, loves life in nature and in calm, not very passionate, full of imagination, little ambition, creates a calm and content atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Cedar Tree (Confidence) -- of rare strength, knows how to adapt, likes unexpected presents, of good health, not in the least shy, tends to look down on others, self-confident, a great speaker, determined, often impatient, likes to impress others, has many talents, industrious, healthy optimism, waits for the one true love, able to make quick decisions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Chestnut Tree (Honesty) -- of unusual stature, impressive, well-developed sense of justice, fun to be around, a planner, born diplomat, can be irritated easily, sensitive of others feelings, hard worker, sometimes acts superior, feels not understood at times, fiercely family oriented, very loyal in love, attractive, physically fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Cypress Tree (Faithfulness) -- strong, muscular, adaptable, takes what life has to give but doesn't necessarily like it, strives to be content, optimistic, wants to be financially independent, wants love and affection, hates loneliness, passionate lover which cannot be satisfied, faithful, quick-tempered at times, can be unruly and careless, loves to gain knowledge, needs to be needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Elm Tree (Noble-mindedness) -- pleasant shape, tasteful clothes, modest demands, tends not to forgive mistakes, cheerful, likes to lead but not to obey, honest and faithful partner, likes making decisions for others, noble-minded, generous, good sense of humor, practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Fig Tree (Sensibility) -- very strong minded, a bit self-willed, honest, loyal, independent, hates contradiction or arguments, hard worker when wants to be, loves life and friends, enjoys children and animals, few sexual relationships, great sense of humor, has artistic talent and great intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Fir Tree (Mysterious) -- extraordinary taste, handles stress well, loves anything beautiful, stubborn, tends to care for those close to them, hard to trust others, yet a social butterfly, likes idleness and laziness after long demanding hours at work, rather modest, talented, unselfish, many friends, very reliable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hazelnut Tree (Extraordinary) -- charming, sense of humor, very demanding but can also be very understanding, knows how to make a lasting impression, active fighter for social causes and politics, popular, quite moody, sexually oriented, honest, a perfectionist, has a precise sense of judgment and expects complete fairness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hornbeam Tree (Good Taste) -- of cool beauty, cares for its looks and condition, good taste, is not egoistic, makes life as comfortable as possible, leads a reasonable and disciplined life, looks for kindness and acknowledgment in an emotional partner, dreams of unusual lovers, is seldom happy with its feelings, mistrusts most people, is never sure of its decisions, very conscientious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Lime Tree (Doubt) -- intelligent, hard working, accepts what life dishes out, but not before trying to change bad circumstances into good ones, hates fighting and stress, enjoys getaway vacations, may appear tough, but is actually soft and relenting, always willing to make sacrifices for family and friends, has many talents but not always enough time to use them, can become a complainer, great leadership qualities, is jealous at times but extremely loyal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Maple Tree (Independence of Mind) -- no ordinary person, full of imagination and originality, shy and reserved, ambitious, proud, self-confident, hungers for new experiences, sometimes nervous, has many complexities, good memory, learns easily, complicated love life, wants to impress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oak Tree (Brave) -- robust nature, courageous, strong, unrelenting, independent, sensible, does not like change, keeps its feet on the ground, person of action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Olive Tree (Wisdom) -- loves sun, warmth and kind feelings, reasonable, balanced, avoids aggression and violence, tolerant, cheerful, calm, well-developed sense of justice, sensitive, expressive, well-empathetic, free of jealousy, loves to read and the company of sophisticated people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pine Tree (Peacemaker) -- loves agreeable company, craves peace and harmony, loves to help others, active imagination, likes to write poetry, not fashion conscious, great compassion, friendly to all, falls strongly in love but will leave if betrayed or lied to, emotionally soft, low self esteem, needs affection and reassurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Poplar Tree (Uncertainty) -- looks very decorative, talented, not very self-confident, extremely courageous if necessary, needs goodwill and pleasant surroundings, very choosy, often lonely, great animosity, great artistic nature, good organizer, tends to lean toward philosophy, reliable in any situation, takes partnership seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Rowan Tree (Sensitivity) -- full of charm, cheerful, gifted without egoism, likes to draw attention, loves life, motion, unrest, and even complications, is both dependent and independent, good taste, artistic, passionate, emotional, good company, does not forgive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Walnut Tree (Passion) -- unrelenting, strange and full of contrasts, often egotistic, aggressive, noble, broad horizon, unexpected reactions, spontaneous, unlimited ambition, no flexibility, difficult and uncommon partner, not always liked but often admired, ingenious strategist, very jealous and passionate, no compromise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Weeping Willow (Melancholy) -- likes to be stress free, loves family life, full of hopes and dreams, attractive, very empathetic, loves anything beautiful, musically inclined, loves to travel to exotic places, restless, capricious, honest, can be influenced but is not easy to live with when pressured, sometimes demanding, good intuition, suffers in love until they find that one loyal, steadfast partner; loves to make others laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112856857446107563?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112856857446107563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112856857446107563' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112856857446107563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112856857446107563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/trees.html' title='trees'/><author><name>tsb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13888372233167530974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/bharat392/calvinbrains1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112853504136893139</id><published>2005-10-05T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T10:57:21.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>J A P A N</title><content type='html'>We, The Fockers, really like Japan and the Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what those Koreans say, but Sony still makes the best televisions in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we got ourselves Japanese names, and thought we'd share them with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nikhil,Your Japanese Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/japanesenamegenerator/boy.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoshi Nakamura&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bharat,Your Japanese Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/japanesenamegenerator/boy.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goro Oimikado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nilesh,Your Japanese Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/japanesenamegenerator/boy.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Takumi Rokujochigusa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to find some pretty, single Japanese girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clear Skies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112853504136893139?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112853504136893139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112853504136893139' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112853504136893139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112853504136893139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/j-p-n.html' title='J A P A N'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112850807428975313</id><published>2005-10-05T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T03:27:54.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thyohaar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/garbha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/garbha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Gandhi Jayanti a couple of days back, and I thought I'd wish all my readers a Happy Gandhi Jayanti.&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to insult the memory of Bapu by mentioning his name on his birthday on a site like ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'd like to wish all our readers a Happy Navratri.&lt;br /&gt;So Happy Dandiya-ing to all those who'll be dancing this time.&lt;br /&gt;You know, these Gujju girls already look cute and have hot bods, and in those deadly ghagra-cholis, man, they make me mad.&lt;br /&gt;Wow!&lt;br /&gt;Well, Seasons' Greetings from the Fockers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/30sld4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/30sld4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't know what this pic is doing here except that this turned up in rediff when I searched for 'dandiya'.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I'd like to see someone wear this to a navratri party!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh BTW, isn't this Dipannita Sharma? I'm not sure. Isn't this one rumored to be Abhishek Bachchan's girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;Nice bod!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clear Skies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112850807428975313?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112850807428975313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112850807428975313' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112850807428975313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112850807428975313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/thyohaar.html' title='Thyohaar'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112846105608093243</id><published>2005-10-04T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T14:24:16.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning</title><content type='html'>All posts, comments, anything on this blog are the intellectual copyright of the respective owners.&lt;br /&gt;All posts and comments are copyrighted, and by that I mean if you do want to copy it, atleast copy it rightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112846105608093243?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112846105608093243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112846105608093243' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112846105608093243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112846105608093243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/warning.html' title='Warning'/><author><name>tsb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13888372233167530974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/bharat392/calvinbrains1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112843633579574874</id><published>2005-10-04T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T07:40:08.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Common Favourite Band</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/linkinpark_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/linkinpark_1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really like music.&lt;br /&gt;All 3 of us listen to different kinds of music, but one band we like in common is&lt;br /&gt;Linkin Park.&lt;br /&gt;Not all of their songs are great, but most of them are good.&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, the guys have a really unique sound.&lt;br /&gt;I think that most of the guys in the band are really talented and original, but unfortunately, somehow, that talent is not completely transferred onto their albums.&lt;br /&gt;I think they can get better, and that their best is yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;Three cheers for LP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clear Skies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112843633579574874?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112843633579574874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112843633579574874' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112843633579574874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112843633579574874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/our-common-favourite-band.html' title='Our Common Favourite Band'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112843597209017292</id><published>2005-10-04T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T07:26:12.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anonymous</title><content type='html'>Dear esteemed visitors,&lt;br /&gt;We, The Fockers, really like you people.&lt;br /&gt;You are the reason we keep posting new stuff.&lt;br /&gt;And we love it when some of you (we'd like it if it was to change to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;of you) decide to leave your valuable comments about the posts.&lt;br /&gt;But please, for God's sake, leave your name too.&lt;br /&gt;Please do not post comments under 'Anonymous'.&lt;br /&gt;If you think your name is embarassing, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;make up&lt;/span&gt; one for God's sake.&lt;br /&gt;But please do leave a name.&lt;br /&gt;Thanking you,&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112843597209017292?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112843597209017292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112843597209017292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112843597209017292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112843597209017292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/anonymous.html' title='Anonymous'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112826174374837450</id><published>2005-10-02T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T07:02:23.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking expertise</title><content type='html'>Well, since many of you have been asking what I ve been cooking all these days (well you didnt..but I want to show off), I ve decided to post a pic of what i call Sambar.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it was something else when it started, but by the end it tasted like sambar. I refrain from saying it smelled like sambar, because it stunk.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...atleast i m still alive...much to the anger and disdain of you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1418/1059/1600/sambar.jpg"&gt;Sambar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall psot pics of the cultured bacteria on the sambar  later.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, for all you people going to biology, Dal makes a great medium. Its simpler to use than agar (which solidifies like crazy...fucking thing) and its cheap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112826174374837450?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112826174374837450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112826174374837450' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112826174374837450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112826174374837450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/cooking-expertise.html' title='Cooking expertise'/><author><name>tsb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13888372233167530974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/bharat392/calvinbrains1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112824595406493520</id><published>2005-10-02T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T02:45:27.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>* Names *</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/lock1_1600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/lock1_1600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know some of you might want to know why we call ourselves The Fockers.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, we wanted to call ourselves something obscene.&lt;br /&gt;And 'fuckers' is what first came to mind (obviously).&lt;br /&gt;But that sounded highly uncool and to be honest, a little jarring to the ears.&lt;br /&gt;So Nilesh suggested Fockers.&lt;br /&gt;And we agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just want to say we have nothing to do with the movie 'Meet The Parents'(silly movie. The only line I liked was "What'll he name his daughter? Lucy Martha Focker?") or 'Meet The Fockers'(again, not so good. I liked the joke about the undescended testes. BTW, that IS an actual medical condition. It's called cryptochidism. I think.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie which, in my opinion, best represents the spirit of this blog and the nature of our friendship is 'Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels'.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Bharat and Nilesh might beg to differ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, that's what this blog is about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clear Skies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112824595406493520?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112824595406493520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112824595406493520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112824595406493520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112824595406493520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/names.html' title='* Names *'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112824591802954833</id><published>2005-10-02T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T02:41:28.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kirsten Dunst</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/kirsten_dunst1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/kirsten_dunst1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Bharat and me have been arguing over who is hotter between Kirsten and Elisha.&lt;br /&gt;Kirsten is Mary Jane Watson (Spiderman)&lt;br /&gt;But Elisha is Kim Bauer (24)&lt;br /&gt;And Elisha did 'The Girl Next Door'&lt;br /&gt;But Kirsten was in 'The Virgin Suicides'&lt;br /&gt;Damn!&lt;br /&gt;This is difficult.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112824591802954833?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112824591802954833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112824591802954833' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112824591802954833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112824591802954833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/kirsten-dunst.html' title='Kirsten Dunst'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112816651118721602</id><published>2005-10-01T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T02:51:52.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B.O.D.S.</title><content type='html'>We, The Fockers, are socially conscious people.&lt;br /&gt;We are worried about the recent trend of girls trying to lose too much weight and trying to look skinny 'cos they think it's the 'IN' thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;It is not.&lt;br /&gt;That is only for fat girls.&lt;br /&gt;And we do not know any.&lt;br /&gt;Nor do we ever want to know any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So girls, be proud of your bodies. Atleast you have four limbs and two eyes that function normally. Thousands of other girls don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yeah, we do not like girls dressed sloppily.&lt;br /&gt;In other words,&lt;br /&gt;We don't want girls with hot bods to dress as if they were 40, and&lt;br /&gt;We don't want fat girls to dress like images of themselves they saw in their dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So always remember,&lt;br /&gt;" If you got it, flaunt it.&lt;br /&gt;   If you don't, hide it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though it may sound cliched,&lt;br /&gt;A Smile Is The Best Adornment for your Face.&lt;br /&gt;So, smile. Especially if you want the guy you like to pay more attention to you.&lt;br /&gt;Believe us, IT WORKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clear And Smiley Skies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: But please.. all this is NOT an excuse to sit on your lazy asses all week and not exercise. Exercise is essential. Go out, play some sport. Dance. Cycle. Swim. Run behind the bus.&lt;br /&gt;Do whatever. But do exercise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112816651118721602?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112816651118721602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112816651118721602' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112816651118721602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112816651118721602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/bods.html' title='B.O.D.S.'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112816536806403414</id><published>2005-10-01T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T04:21:39.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calgary Chick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/elisha33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/elisha33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many ugly pics in the last few days, so a pretty one to liven things up.&lt;br /&gt;This is Elisha Cuthbert. Canadian. HOT as hell.&lt;br /&gt;Plays Kim Bauer on one of my fave TV shows, 24.&lt;br /&gt;Don't go by the hair. This one CAN act.&lt;br /&gt;Lost out to Kirsten Dunst for the role of MJ Watson in the Spiderman movies.&lt;br /&gt;Boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;But Dunst is equally hot.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't care what Bharat says, but&lt;br /&gt;Canadian chicks rule!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clear Skies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112816536806403414?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112816536806403414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112816536806403414' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112816536806403414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112816536806403414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/10/calgary-chick.html' title='Calgary Chick'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112809790970122561</id><published>2005-09-30T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T09:52:31.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chick</title><content type='html'>Well, after seeing Nikhil new pic, I m sure you'll want to see some nice pics. Thats where I come in.&lt;br /&gt;I know Nikhil ahs also been posting other sexy girls pics, but I decided to go into his territory.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I spent hours looking for this pic (Nikhil will vouch for that).&lt;br /&gt;Now without further ado, i bring you the sexiest girl you'll ever see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1418/1059/1600/chick.jpg"&gt;Clickify&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112809790970122561?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112809790970122561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112809790970122561' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112809790970122561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112809790970122561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/chick.html' title='Chick'/><author><name>tsb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13888372233167530974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/bharat392/calvinbrains1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112809403998547448</id><published>2005-09-30T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T08:29:19.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Feet Under</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/Image%28806%292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/Image%28806%292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how dirty we look on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;So I don't care what your boyfriend/girlfriend says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEAR MAKE UP&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clear Skies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112809403998547448?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112809403998547448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112809403998547448' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112809403998547448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112809403998547448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/six-feet-under.html' title='Six Feet Under'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112809443470388117</id><published>2005-09-30T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T08:33:54.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A TING ...AND A TONG ....STORY!!! {its all about loving your ....???????}</title><content type='html'>THIS IS HIGHLY CONFIDENTIAL...AND IF LEAKED OUT...U'LL BE SCREWED....DONNO WHERE... THIS WAS A STORY OF LOVE ...LOVE ...N MORE LOVE...BUT ONLY BY ONE.. N NOT ONE BY ONE...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a guy.....namely TING......and there was a girl....namely TONG. this guy was waiting for tong for a long time as she was already penetrating in the dreams of his. one day when we all strangers had a gathering as we  used to in the morning sharply @ 8 abiding by the rulz of the instituiton and had our lecture on Einsteins subject, TING.. as he used to sit at first.....saw TONG comin.... the lecturer saw TONG comin as she was dressed in ...not in dress code... everyone jus shot a look at her....and went aaahhhh!!!!! {its the other aaahhh!!!]...including me... TINGS bells started tolling!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;As time passed.....TING was fallin for TONG. This matter was getting serious n the fraternity {common public}of the institution came to know abt this...but very few...including me... as i knew TONG.&lt;br /&gt;This was the time TING fell for TONG completely n wanted to tell TONG about his feel of heart. he was confused why he instigated things abt tong.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, when on public holiday...TING used to call TONG on the fone every morning like an alarm n talk to  TONGS mum...TONG ..upset as TING called often. TONG got the picture. TING explained to TONG, but TING like  a fool kept trying!!!!&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the quarter..not the drink......the time period....TONG decided to leave. TING was upset, and wanted to tell TONG abt his story. Fraternity gave a see-off to TONG, TING present there. showing his presence by lifting things which was embarrasing!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;TONG left....but later after a 'period' of time, came back....TONGs got aroused!!!! he wanted to do some ting-tong....but tong left b4 TING cud do ting-tong. TING expressed the feels of his by the pigeon mail {the modern one}, after scannin everything !!! TING came to conclusion..and had sent the feels of his.&lt;br /&gt;TONG rejected this.......and TINGs bell din toll after that. TONG became a memory. Still both are alive. live separately n maintain a huge distance!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;TONG wanted no TING-TONG bussiness with TING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atlast TONG did Ting with someone else!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Niles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112809443470388117?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112809443470388117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112809443470388117' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112809443470388117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112809443470388117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/ting-and-tong-story-its-all-about.html' title='A TING ...AND A TONG ....STORY!!! {its all about loving your ....???????}'/><author><name>Maharaj Nilesh ki jai ho!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13654430569022610116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.deafblindscotland.org.uk/i/deafblindManualAlphabet_N.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112801216303118171</id><published>2005-09-29T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T09:42:43.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAMS EXAMS</title><content type='html'>one exam wover....i mean one of my comp pracs ...Fuckin....that was one hell of a exam...as u knows all...that i  know lot of things in comp...i got one program...that was three pages longiside...i din remember a shit....shit i remembered but the real one, not... anyways...my fren gave me a chit paper...it was like something encrypted in that....with more of magnification of my eyes i ud find that it was the program...mini xerox of the coding of the program!!!&lt;br /&gt;but my hands became vibrator while takin it...n actually openin it...it actually took one n half solid hr to put my guts together to open that chit....Fuck man!!!&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't scared of writin anything in the paper than experiencing this shit n scared that i cud get cot...&lt;br /&gt;mera dil mere haat mein tha.....achha hua waha koi nice bitch nahi thi...nahi to dil phek hojata!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;clear stomach!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;neels&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112801216303118171?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112801216303118171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112801216303118171' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112801216303118171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112801216303118171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/exams-exams.html' title='EXAMS EXAMS'/><author><name>Maharaj Nilesh ki jai ho!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13654430569022610116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.deafblindscotland.org.uk/i/deafblindManualAlphabet_N.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112799653012398948</id><published>2005-09-29T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T07:13:20.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Have A Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/heart2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/heart2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, my friends, is a real human heart. I'd love to know what you ppl think of it.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;a href="http://spaces.msn.com/members/axeheat"&gt;Ashwin&lt;/a&gt;, thank you for the photograph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clear Skies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112799653012398948?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112799653012398948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112799653012398948' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112799653012398948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112799653012398948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/oh-have-heart.html' title='Oh, Have A Heart'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112797812122831341</id><published>2005-09-29T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T00:15:21.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>guyz.......</title><content type='html'>IS EVERYONE SLEEPING.....??? DO SOMETHING GUUYS....HOD DIDYA LIKE MY COMMENTS N ALL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112797812122831341?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112797812122831341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112797812122831341' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112797812122831341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112797812122831341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/guyz.html' title='guyz.......'/><author><name>Maharaj Nilesh ki jai ho!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13654430569022610116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.deafblindscotland.org.uk/i/deafblindManualAlphabet_N.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112793823665982374</id><published>2005-09-28T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T07:09:45.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Public Service Announcement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/Kate_Moss_164520g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/Kate_Moss_164520g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Kate Moss. British supermodel. One of the richest women in the modelling world. But, also, a &lt;strong&gt;cocaine snorter&lt;/strong&gt;. So kids, do not be like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kids, do not buy drugs.&lt;br /&gt;Become a popstar, and they give it to you for free. "&lt;br /&gt;Source - - &lt;em&gt;Love Actually&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, sounded funnier in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; Clear and Drug Free Skies! &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112793823665982374?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112793823665982374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112793823665982374' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112793823665982374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112793823665982374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/public-service-announcement.html' title='A Public Service Announcement'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112790678055530502</id><published>2005-09-28T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T04:26:20.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you!</title><content type='html'>We would like to thank Divya for being kind enough to give us these photographs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, one more thing...&lt;br /&gt;Some of the language used in this blog might not be entirely parliamentary. We apologise.&lt;br /&gt;But we won't change.&lt;br /&gt;And to those who laugh at us... FUCK OFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clear Skies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112790678055530502?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112790678055530502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112790678055530502' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112790678055530502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112790678055530502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/thank-you.html' title='Thank you!'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112790632087020484</id><published>2005-09-28T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T09:09:31.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/Guide-disciples.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/Guide-disciples.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  NIKS VERSION-Uma ma'am, the sweetest person. Front Row: Premsai, Srinivas, Eshwran (OMG! Did you cut out a curtain and make that dress man?). 2nd Row: Barani, Shishir, Caulagi (looking disgruntled as always).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NILESHs VERSION- uma....ok mam...i remember for her fav quote "is this my period?" - she shud know that...oops...!! eacha...i do-not-know what he does with his money...what cheap  curtains..hyderabbadi nai se kataya shayad...stitchin i mean... nivas- am i lookin good? jus imagine premsais luungi open from bottom n he not knowin that, awesome view..sorry "*****" buff..!! cowlagi- something shud b on the wall...like my underpants...thatll add good color to the wall...&lt;br /&gt;shishir- lookin at the "*****", perverts get this...!!!! i think kosu is behind nivas...anyways mosquitos tend to hide n attack!!!! that is the it- neels&lt;br /&gt;sorry for interference nik!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112790632087020484?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112790632087020484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112790632087020484' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112790632087020484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112790632087020484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/niks-version-uma-maam-sweetest-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112790603660001982</id><published>2005-09-28T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T04:13:56.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/DSC01606.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/DSC01606.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the alumni meet I guess. Nilesh, Nidhee and Nitya. And the lady with her back turned to us. Who is she? And who the hell took this photograph?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112790603660001982?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112790603660001982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112790603660001982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112790603660001982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112790603660001982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/during-alumni-meet-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112790590274506009</id><published>2005-09-28T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T04:11:42.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/DSC00009.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/DSC00009.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken in 11th grade. My house. J Aravind, Bharat, Srinivas and Nilesh. Bharat and Nilesh were havin' a blast makin fun of J. Boy, those days were fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112790590274506009?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112790590274506009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112790590274506009' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112790590274506009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112790590274506009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-was-taken-in-11th-grade.html' title=''/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112790571675157348</id><published>2005-09-28T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T04:08:36.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/nilnidhilava.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/nilnidhilava.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nilesh, Nidhee and Lavanya. Wow, Nilesh is quite the ladies' man, isn't he? Ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112790571675157348?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112790571675157348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112790571675157348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112790571675157348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112790571675157348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/nilesh-nidhee-and-lavanya.html' title=''/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112790566253644317</id><published>2005-09-28T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T04:07:42.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/Pizza%20hut.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/Pizza%20hut.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nilesh, Divya and Nitya. Is this in a Pizza Hut? I think Niles looks phunky with his spiked hair. Rock on, dude!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112790566253644317?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112790566253644317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112790566253644317' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112790566253644317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112790566253644317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/nilesh-divya-and-nitya.html' title=''/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112790556068137306</id><published>2005-09-28T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T04:06:00.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/nivasnilesh.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/nivasnilesh.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Srinivas and Nilesh. 12th excursion. I didn't go for this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112790556068137306?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112790556068137306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112790556068137306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112790556068137306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112790556068137306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/srinivas-and-nilesh.html' title=''/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112790547620926723</id><published>2005-09-28T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T09:40:07.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>babes.....mothers!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/gals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/gals.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls of 12-A, Class of 2004. Aww, aren't they pretty?!&lt;br /&gt;nilesh says- babes of bio section....stats of all36-24-36....everything in square foot...hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112790547620926723?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112790547620926723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112790547620926723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112790547620926723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112790547620926723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/babesmothers.html' title='babes.....mothers!!!'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112790540804266807</id><published>2005-09-28T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T04:03:28.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/guys.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/guys.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this was taken during the VM alumni meet. From Left to Right: S Arvind (so many goddamn Arvind's in Chennai), Bhargav (the guy looks bigger than the last time I saw him), Nilesh, Vinay (my second stage director), Premsai (addicted to the mobile phone as I see it)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112790540804266807?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112790540804266807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112790540804266807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112790540804266807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112790540804266807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-guess-this-was-taken-during-vm.html' title=''/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112790518949268385</id><published>2005-09-28T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T03:59:49.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/bharatt.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/bharatt.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bharat! Is this your dining hall? And where the hell is that guy from? And what are you doing with your middle finger?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112790518949268385?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112790518949268385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112790518949268385' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112790518949268385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112790518949268385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/bharat-is-this-your-dining-hall-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112785675065562652</id><published>2005-09-27T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T16:15:01.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Click</title><content type='html'>Give a nice big cyber-smile. You're being counted!&lt;br /&gt;I've inserted a stat-counter at the bottom of the blog to see the number of visitors that visit the blog...only sad thing is it keeps counting me, Nikhil and Nilesh too.So take those readings with a grain of salt. Please ignore this advice if you're a BP patient.&lt;br /&gt;On other news, Nikhil is going through a crisis...or the like. I refrain from giving too fancy a name for it, because my English sucks. Admit it. But I'm sure he'll get through it...he's a great guy (Y).&lt;br /&gt;Also, Nilesh is writing his tests at present, so my best wishes to him. I still remember the different ways we used to copy in VM. Those kind of things are lessons for a lifetime...and it isnt wrong to copy. Nope...not at all; irrespective of what Shaku says or does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn I sound like a news-reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll return after a word from our Sponsers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112785675065562652?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112785675065562652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112785675065562652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112785675065562652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112785675065562652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/click.html' title='Click'/><author><name>tsb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13888372233167530974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/bharat392/calvinbrains1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112785222227938435</id><published>2005-09-27T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T13:19:37.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No updates?</title><content type='html'>People! Sorry for the lack of updates. I've been going through a round of self-doubt, anger and hostility.&lt;br /&gt;No, I am not having my periods. I am a fuckin' guy.&lt;br /&gt;Bharat was feeling home-sick. Poor him.&lt;br /&gt;Nilesh is having tests. All the best, m8!&lt;br /&gt;I will be uploadin' some photos pretty soon. Mostly girls.&lt;br /&gt;Hence the nick-name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clear Skies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112785222227938435?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112785222227938435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112785222227938435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112785222227938435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112785222227938435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/no-updates.html' title='No updates?'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11523374349030995815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2oBS8pu5o10/SDRg_PrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TjDCFKHMMdU/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112782365451903878</id><published>2005-09-27T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T05:20:54.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>updates...</title><content type='html'>Individual blogs updated -&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://septagon.blogspot.com"&gt;Nikhil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thalaivaa.blogspot.com"&gt;tsb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112782365451903878?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112782365451903878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112782365451903878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112782365451903878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112782365451903878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/updates.html' title='updates...'/><author><name>tsb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13888372233167530974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/bharat392/calvinbrains1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112773828493218216</id><published>2005-09-26T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T06:29:38.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12th Projects</title><content type='html'>I had more fun mixing random chemicals and seeing their effect than doing the expts.&lt;br /&gt;But the best part of the whole lab was the chem project. Me and Prem koodi did'nt do a single thing for the project, we just copied the previous values down and handed it in and we got a good mark and KPR said we did a good job. Though I think he was surprised that me and Premsai could do something useful.&lt;br /&gt;Just once we tried the expt though, and prem koodi broke 2 flasks,1 testtube and poured HCl all over his hand.&lt;br /&gt;Physics project...another example of doing something you dont like. Bloody Jaravind chose some stupid electronical circuit for the physics lab, and I was forced to do it.&lt;br /&gt;Though by forced, I mean Jaravind did all the work and I just acted knowledgeable about the stuff when in front of GP. I ended up acting more knowledgeable than Jaravind then...&lt;br /&gt;Bio Project...if it was'nt for google, I would have never completed the project. I just ctrl-c'ed and ctrl-v'ed my way through the whole thing and then posted random pictures of crocodiles.&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, the only reason the teahers accepted my work was maybe because they though I was useless and this was the best I could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn...I was one lazy guy in those days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112773828493218216?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112773828493218216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112773828493218216' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112773828493218216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112773828493218216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/12th-projects.html' title='12th Projects'/><author><name>tsb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13888372233167530974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/bharat392/calvinbrains1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112771905673591922</id><published>2005-09-26T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T00:17:36.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thots of chem labs...-inspired once...</title><content type='html'>guys...i remember every single thing what i did in chemy lab...that lab was one of the best time pass...at first i was with nik n all...but later with kosu tevdiyaa....as niranjan was too kiddish n wanted to b with nik....anyways...during the pracs...man we've had fun...me cracking jokes n all...Fuckin it used to b funny...with nik n with kosu... i remember whenever kosu showed off i told him to fill the pippette by himself that was kept on the shelf n fill it by suckin in...he jus cudn't do it..cos of his height n all...&lt;br /&gt;and yes...me trying to flirt with revathy n all...at that time i had a lil bit of crush on her...Fuck...m tellin it out...anyways...shez my fren now so it don matter...&lt;br /&gt;i remember we had to find salt n we had to do the expt individually...Fuck...i went n told shobha raman n KPR that it had no salt....man KPR laughed at that....but Fuckin i proved them wrong...it had no salt...{when shobha did the test}...&lt;br /&gt;anyways...this wasn't so interesting...i had more fun during physics pracs...i always used to flirt with rev ram n other girls{so called}...n venkatesh used to ask jarvind whether i talk to guys or not...anyways...got no time rite now to give the picture in detail as m in col...&lt;br /&gt;c ya later...&lt;br /&gt;neels&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112771905673591922?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112771905673591922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112771905673591922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112771905673591922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112771905673591922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/thots-of-chem-labs-inspired-once.html' title='thots of chem labs...-inspired once...'/><author><name>Maharaj Nilesh ki jai ho!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13654430569022610116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.deafblindscotland.org.uk/i/deafblindManualAlphabet_N.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112766292662154011</id><published>2005-09-25T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T09:21:51.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalagia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1418/1059/1600/kpr2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1418/1059/320/kpr2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KPR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man..there was some great fun and fraud going on in the practicals.&lt;br /&gt;I never got around to thanking NIkhil for all the help he gave me...specially in the practicals. I dont think even one of the measurements in my record books were written by me. Each and everything was copied, either off Nikhil's books or my lab partner's.&lt;br /&gt;Best was in chem practicals...i never wrote a single thing in my observation book, and i still got through KPR. I think if he does read this blog, he'd get his second heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;But great teacher though...I m glad we had him for our chem prac in 12th. It was supposed to be LV, but I think she refused to take practicals for us after the torture she went through in 11.&lt;br /&gt;Those LV classes in 11th were fun though...i remeber 24/30 people failing in her first exam, and then she started with her stupid surpise quizzes. She even told me in front of my parents during a parent-teacher meet how useful those quizzes were. I had to agree.&lt;br /&gt;Shaku...I still remember every single scene of her slapping 'nivas. It was on some test day and appparently he was copying...&lt;br /&gt;I dont think I've ever spent more than a few minutes in Shaku's class...she always used to come in and throw me out.&lt;br /&gt;Best scene however was when MK himself didnt bother when I was standing out in her class. He came up to me and asked in his inimitable fashion what I was doing outside and who the teacher was. And when I told him who it was, his 3 worded comment "Shakuntala Miss? Thasaal!"&lt;br /&gt;I dont think MK ever got angry with our class, apparently he belted the shit out of 12C for not doing homework, but just came and told us that he got really angry in 12C and gave his dirty smile.&lt;br /&gt;MK was a great guy though...he was only teacher who was ready to give me a reference letter and a letter saying that my expected marks in the board exams would be 75+.&lt;br /&gt;When I showed UB my letter, Shaku just grabbed it and started commenting on how I should be writing fiction instead of going into biology.&lt;br /&gt;Nonsense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man...great times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112766292662154011?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112766292662154011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112766292662154011' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112766292662154011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112766292662154011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/nostalagia.html' title='Nostalagia'/><author><name>tsb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13888372233167530974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/bharat392/calvinbrains1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112766101981427017</id><published>2005-09-25T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T08:10:19.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>law-das</title><content type='html'>hey guys ...&lt;br /&gt;wassupp....we all seem to b jobless n fillin the blog..often...anyways...&lt;br /&gt;our blog seems to do decent...what am i talkinn abt...? sorry...m a lil drukn ...&lt;br /&gt;my col is sad...but i have an eye on my senior...two of themm.......m jus ever ready for screwin....&lt;br /&gt;do u think i'll b successfull????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112766101981427017?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112766101981427017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112766101981427017' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112766101981427017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112766101981427017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/law-das.html' title='law-das'/><author><name>Maharaj Nilesh ki jai ho!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13654430569022610116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.deafblindscotland.org.uk/i/deafblindManualAlphabet_N.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112764517224579759</id><published>2005-09-25T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T03:49:21.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Class Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/12aguys.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/12aguys.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class photo from 12th grade. From left to right : Shishir (currently in Kolkata), Nilesh (currently jobless), Eshwran (currently rejected), Prem Sai (he's hiding his face. There's a good reason for that. Secret. Hush-hush), Bharat (currently a confused desi in Toronto), J Aravind (currently "cool", with a fake Brit accent and a Bajaj Pulsar. *LOL*)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112764517224579759?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112764517224579759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112764517224579759' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112764517224579759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112764517224579759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/another-class-photo.html' title='Another Class Photo'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/lget1957.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112764457392705607</id><published>2005-09-25T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T03:36:13.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Up yours, Bharat</title><content type='html'>Well, f*** you Bharat, again. I wasn't bunking class. Nothing was being taught anyway, and I hated being in that school more than what was necessary. And I was not studying for getting into IIT. I had realised I wasn't IIT-grade in the 11th. Good. Who wants to be a nerd?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112764457392705607?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112764457392705607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112764457392705607' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112764457392705607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112764457392705607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/up-yours-bharat.html' title='Up yours, Bharat'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/lget1957.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112759612754988607</id><published>2005-09-24T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T17:29:26.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Class 12 pic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1418/1059/1600/UB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1418/1059/320/UB.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great times...I think this was taken near the end of the school year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikhil as usual bunking class, but the teachers were ok with that. Apparently he had to study and get into IIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody double standards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112759612754988607?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112759612754988607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112759612754988607' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112759612754988607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112759612754988607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/class-12-pic.html' title='Class 12 pic'/><author><name>tsb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13888372233167530974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/bharat392/calvinbrains1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112759387716714074</id><published>2005-09-24T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T13:31:17.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/nat.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/nat.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Natalie Imbruglia. Australian (I like them). Singer. Actress (*LOL*). Can someone please tell me why she wasn't one of the elves in the LOTR movies?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112759387716714074?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112759387716714074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112759387716714074' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112759387716714074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112759387716714074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-is-natalie-imbruglia.html' title=''/><author><name>Nikhil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/lget1957.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112759377630007477</id><published>2005-09-24T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T13:29:36.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/liv.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/liv.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Liv Tyler. Daughter of Steven Tyler (for morons who don't know who he is, he fronts Aerosmith). Played Princess (and finally Queen) Arwen in the LOTR (Lord of the Rings). Pretty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112759377630007477?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112759377630007477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112759377630007477' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112759377630007477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112759377630007477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-is-liv-tyler.html' title=''/><author><name>Nikhil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/lget1957.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112759298515306230</id><published>2005-09-24T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T13:16:25.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/lat.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/lat.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Laetitia Casta. Supermodel. Actress. French. She has nothing to do with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112759298515306230?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112759298515306230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112759298515306230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112759298515306230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112759298515306230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-is-laetitia-casta.html' title=''/><author><name>Nikhil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/lget1957.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112759275633235724</id><published>2005-09-24T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T03:51:42.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nikhil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/mahself.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/mahself.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Nikhil. Don't mind the Mickey behind his head. Haven't you ever read the Da Vinci Code?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112759275633235724?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112759275633235724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112759275633235724' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112759275633235724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112759275633235724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/nikhil.html' title='Nikhil'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/lget1957.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112759267960244002</id><published>2005-09-24T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T03:50:46.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bharat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/bharat.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/bharat.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one who's head is encircled is the one, the only (...saxophone please...) Bharat. Hmm, goree on his left. Hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112759267960244002?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112759267960244002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112759267960244002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112759267960244002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112759267960244002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/bharat.html' title='Bharat'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/lget1957.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112759252789792466</id><published>2005-09-24T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T03:50:15.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nilesh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/nilesss.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/320/nilesss.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one in the red T who is jumpin' is the one and only (...drum rolls please...) Nilesh. Can't really see his face, can we?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112759252789792466?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112759252789792466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112759252789792466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112759252789792466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112759252789792466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/nilesh.html' title='Nilesh'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/lget1957.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112757998492858554</id><published>2005-09-24T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T09:39:44.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unite and be random</title><content type='html'>Ahh yes...the final culmination of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;This blog symbolises all we used to live for in Madras, back in the glory days of 2002-2004 in Vidya Mandir.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in the back seat and cracking jokes about teachers, getting kicked out for no good reason at all, never paying a word of attention at all, it is surprising that we've come so far; Nilesh in Engineering, Nikhil a Doctor and me doing my Biotech.&lt;br /&gt;Though Nikhil was always the good boy in class, me and nilesh were another story competely.&lt;br /&gt;The teachers hated us, they said we would never go anywhere and we wouldnt pass our board exams...great times.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I think thats enough sentiment for now...its time for randomness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you want to find out more about us individually,&lt;br /&gt;Nilesh-&gt; &lt;a href="http://foregoneconclusion.blogspot.com/"&gt;foregoneconclusion.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikhil-&gt; &lt;a href="http://septagon.blogspot.com/"&gt;septagon.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bharat-&gt; &lt;a href="http://thalaivaa.blogspot.com/"&gt;thalaivaa.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thasaal for now&lt;br /&gt;Later all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112757998492858554?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112757998492858554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112757998492858554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112757998492858554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112757998492858554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/unite-and-be-random_112757998492858554.html' title='Unite and be random'/><author><name>tsb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13888372233167530974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v231/bharat392/calvinbrains1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112757694017812223</id><published>2005-09-24T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T08:49:00.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wogay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new biginnin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the first step by us to be united....n all the credit of making this possible goes to Nilesh....&lt;br /&gt;bharat bitch has to write somethins....even the.....oops....DA PIMP ha to write...&lt;br /&gt;u can write anything....ur crap...others crap...news.....new news...all that...&lt;br /&gt;that is the all!!!&lt;br /&gt;NEELS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112757694017812223?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112757694017812223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112757694017812223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112757694017812223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112757694017812223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/wogay.html' title='wogay'/><author><name>Maharaj Nilesh ki jai ho!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13654430569022610116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.deafblindscotland.org.uk/i/deafblindManualAlphabet_N.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17077282.post-112757615845037102</id><published>2005-09-24T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T08:35:58.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Post</title><content type='html'>People! This is the very first post, from the team of Bharat, Nikhil and Nilesh. Clear Skies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17077282-112757615845037102?l=fockersmeet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/feeds/112757615845037102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17077282&amp;postID=112757615845037102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112757615845037102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17077282/posts/default/112757615845037102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fockersmeet.blogspot.com/2005/09/first-post.html' title='The First Post'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/79/7903/640/lget1957.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
