<?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-4087488040295923760</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:37:25.737-07:00</updated><category term='TOTALLY'/><category term='Poly'/><category term='Norway'/><category term='Golu'/><category term='Wishlist'/><category term='Costu'/><category term='Harikesh'/><category term='This Diary Will Chage Your Life'/><category term='Kal Ho Na Ho'/><title type='text'>Mishaps &amp; Misgivings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maymisquithsmisgivings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087488040295923760/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maymisquithsmisgivings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ms. May Misquith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260345702079011395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087488040295923760.post-6825497537019118400</id><published>2008-07-26T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T09:54:45.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yenu? Yaththa? Yaake?</title><content type='html'>(Kannada for "what? where? why?")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My liaison with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;quizes&lt;/span&gt; began when I &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;almost &lt;/span&gt;won a scholarship through a quiz. The fascination was upped a notch when Derek O'Brien threw out chocolates to the audience of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BQC&lt;/span&gt; prelims (I was there, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yipppeee&lt;/span&gt;!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are as good as a common-bred horse at trivia and such, it should make you mad enough to quit attending the quizzes right? WRONG! It gives me some kinda high to just be there (and write "Luca &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Brasi&lt;/span&gt; sleeps with the fishes tonight" for most of the answers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I compile this list of My Gods annually (new habit I picked up since I started college, since there's no dearth of people to look up to here). And of course the reigning masters always figure in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take this opportunity to salute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Vada&lt;/span&gt; and his seemingly omniscient kin, especially &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Vada&lt;/span&gt; for having been so kind as to set questions that I have been able to work out (with little help from the loud team behind me). The sheer brilliance of his questions lay in the lucid simplicity of the answers, in the way they make u feel like a complete &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;gavaar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;halli&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;guggu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; at the end of the stipulated time. And also thanks to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Priya&lt;/span&gt;, for taking pity on me and teaming up with me a couple of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should hold a quiz set only by girls. The prelim questions will be only about brands, gossip and barbies; they will also be printed on perfumed pink paper (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; note the alliteration). And seeing that there are approximately two-and-a-half girls in any quizzing hall (half accounting for the girl who leaves half way through), the guy who wins to wear a push-up bra for the next in-house production.&lt;br /&gt;Up for the challenge Green Goblin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I discovered: &lt;a href="http://www.worldsfamousphotos.com/"&gt;http://www.worldsfamousphotos.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087488040295923760-6825497537019118400?l=maymisquithsmisgivings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maymisquithsmisgivings.blogspot.com/feeds/6825497537019118400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087488040295923760&amp;postID=6825497537019118400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087488040295923760/posts/default/6825497537019118400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087488040295923760/posts/default/6825497537019118400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maymisquithsmisgivings.blogspot.com/2008/07/yenu-yaththa-yaake.html' title='Yenu? Yaththa? Yaake?'/><author><name>Ms. May Misquith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260345702079011395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087488040295923760.post-3886197530220206594</id><published>2008-07-02T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T21:11:11.317-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOTALLY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Norway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kal Ho Na Ho'/><title type='text'>18 Till I Die!</title><content type='html'>Every person has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wishlist&lt;/span&gt;, of things they want for their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;b'days&lt;/span&gt;, of things they would like to buy when they win the Lotto, of the chores their spouse would do (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;focusing&lt;/span&gt; on the WISH part of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wishlist&lt;/span&gt;), of people they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wana&lt;/span&gt; bump off, etc etc. Every person also probably has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wishlist&lt;/span&gt; comprising of things they want to do in their lives... for most people I know, it is sit on their arses and beat Team Doom at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;DOTA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably get around to doing the things in my list only by the time I'm 40, you know, after I have earned tons of money (that's the plan) and the kids are all grown up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;Learn to play the violin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at this after eliminating the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;piano&lt;/span&gt;, the guitar and that metal triangle they played in the school marching band. Yeah, I'll probably never get around to doing this, so I figured I should go right out and start with the toughest (I think..?), what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;Be a tourist guide- one of my childhood dreams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12-year-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; (which is what I was when I wanted to be a tourist guide) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wana&lt;/span&gt; be doctors, engineers and astronauts. Even most 20-year-old Indians (which is what I am now) usually want to start their own business, get into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Bollywood&lt;/span&gt; or "a job in the US". But the untrodden path (pun intended- kinda sad one though) has its own charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;em&gt;Climb Mt. Everest (a Really Men)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this one's reserved for the fortnight before I die of terminal brain cancer or some such (remember Bucket List?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;em&gt;Learn a coupla languages more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russian and Sanskrit. We had the bestestestestestest Sanskrit teacher at school (do Poly and Costu agree?). I would like to learn the language of Ancient India just for her. Then I may also be able to read the Kamasutra in original :P. Living in that all Sanskrit speaking village (in Kerala, is it??) might just help. Anyone has spare tickets to that place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;em&gt;Learn to read the Arab/Urdu script (or are they the same?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dont it seem like this blog is successively betraying my lack of knowledge of SOO many things)&lt;br /&gt;This is all thanks to Khaled Housseini. My mum (or is it my cousin?) is literate in Urdu. Just the fact that it is read from right to left is pre-e-e-e-ty interesting. And there seem to be such beautiful literary works in Urdu (I have only read a couple of translations).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;em&gt;TOTALLY (my latest new word to be used to punctuate sentences with) disappear one day, not tell anyone and start a new life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Monkess who Sold Her Prada Bag :) )&lt;br /&gt;Poly says Norway is a great place. Ya, go pray for that day to be tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wont be getting these done too soon. Haven't you noticed how ppl who have led lives to their fullest tend to die early young, especially in Bollywood movies &lt;em&gt;(Kal Ho Na Ho)&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;(or is it that they live their lives to the fullest &lt;em&gt;because&lt;/em&gt; they are going to die early?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today I discovered:&lt;/strong&gt; Death is hereditary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087488040295923760-3886197530220206594?l=maymisquithsmisgivings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maymisquithsmisgivings.blogspot.com/feeds/3886197530220206594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087488040295923760&amp;postID=3886197530220206594' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087488040295923760/posts/default/3886197530220206594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087488040295923760/posts/default/3886197530220206594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maymisquithsmisgivings.blogspot.com/2008/07/18-till-i-die.html' title='18 Till I Die!'/><author><name>Ms. May Misquith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260345702079011395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087488040295923760.post-4576440009923408761</id><published>2008-06-30T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T08:24:23.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This Diary Will Chage Your Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harikesh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Golu'/><title type='text'>To Golu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;The following is already my Orkut profile, but I must ABSOLUTELY dedicate my first post to my dear Harikesh (whom I called Hrishikesh by mistake through my school life!!), for whom I wrote this years ago. He will forever remain my favouritest junior.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watson &amp;amp; Crick discovered the secret of life. Today You are going to discover the secret of &lt;strong&gt;enjoying&lt;/strong&gt; life.&lt;br /&gt;Great warriors and kings have often asked&lt;br /&gt;What is THE complete secret of being the enigma that is me:&lt;br /&gt;A secret that EVERYBODY knows,&lt;br /&gt;The path that your heart shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live life in kingsize panties&lt;br /&gt;(thongs would do just fine too)&lt;br /&gt;Write bold msgs on your T s.&lt;br /&gt;Maintain a less-than-pristine track record&lt;br /&gt;Act completely at your own accord.&lt;br /&gt;Do everything in style&lt;br /&gt;Always go that extra mile.&lt;br /&gt;Never (unless I say so) fall into line&lt;br /&gt;Stripping during a test does just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do everything ATROCIOUS that comes to your mind&lt;br /&gt;Like it were the only wish you ever had&lt;br /&gt;Always socialise with the rest of my kind&lt;br /&gt;And then you'll never, ever be sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang your clothes on the floor&lt;br /&gt;If guests are around, be a big bore.&lt;br /&gt;Always thoroughly read your text&lt;br /&gt;And dont give a damn to what happens next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S.: WELCOME TO MY LIFE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today I discovered:&lt;/strong&gt; The diary called "This Diary Will Change Your Life 2008". An absolutely ATROCIOUS diary which is a must for anyone who wishes to lead a happy fulfilling year. Check out &lt;a href="http://www.benrik.co.uk/content"&gt;http://www.benrik.co.uk/content&lt;/a&gt; for more details.&lt;br /&gt;I also discovered some time ago that the spelling of "portrait" is portrait, and NOT potrait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087488040295923760-4576440009923408761?l=maymisquithsmisgivings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maymisquithsmisgivings.blogspot.com/feeds/4576440009923408761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087488040295923760&amp;postID=4576440009923408761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087488040295923760/posts/default/4576440009923408761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087488040295923760/posts/default/4576440009923408761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maymisquithsmisgivings.blogspot.com/2008/06/to-golu.html' title='To Golu'/><author><name>Ms. May Misquith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260345702079011395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
