<?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-704362789040319734</id><updated>2011-11-28T05:48:45.645+05:30</updated><category term='Movies and TV'/><category term='Observational Comedy..'/><category term='Rant'/><category term='Football'/><category term='Music'/><title type='text'>Methods of madness</title><subtitle type='html'>Philosophy, Technology, Observations, Magic, Madness.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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and a lot more...</title><content type='html'>Can't believe I got so caught up in 2010 that I did not write for a year -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Promise to write more this year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-5265936631851221549?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/5265936631851221549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=5265936631851221549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/5265936631851221549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/5265936631851221549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2011/02/year-of-silence-crazy-and-lot-more.html' title='A Year of Silence, Crazy and a lot more...'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-1789078888301140409</id><published>2010-01-01T00:33:00.022+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-01T00:43:42.561+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Reset 00:00</title><content type='html'>Y2K&lt;br /&gt;Computerization. &lt;br /&gt;World Trade Organization. &lt;br /&gt;Terrorism. &lt;br /&gt;Internet expansion. &lt;br /&gt;Reunification. &lt;br /&gt;Dissolution. &lt;br /&gt;World-Wide Web creation. &lt;br /&gt;Composition.&lt;br /&gt;Google.&lt;br /&gt;Bird Flu.&lt;br /&gt;9/11.&lt;br /&gt;War.&lt;br /&gt;Youtube.&lt;br /&gt;Blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Economic Crisis.&lt;br /&gt;Wikipedia.&lt;br /&gt;Twitter.&lt;br /&gt;26/11.&lt;br /&gt;Hybrids.&lt;br /&gt;Swine Flu.&lt;br /&gt;Blue Moon Lunar Eclipse.&lt;br /&gt;Reset 00:00&lt;br /&gt;1-1-2010&lt;br /&gt;A New Beginning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-1789078888301140409?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/1789078888301140409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=1789078888301140409' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/1789078888301140409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/1789078888301140409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2010/01/reset-0000.html' title='Reset 00:00'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-4031230586616430388</id><published>2009-12-30T16:42:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-30T16:44:36.064+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>One Year Later...</title><content type='html'>This post is in reference to the post on this exact date, one year earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there Infinity? &lt;br /&gt;Einstein as right, there is, Infinite stupidity. &lt;br /&gt;Stupidity is infinite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I still try to get my act together, dodging the potholes and surviving in this world..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-4031230586616430388?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/4031230586616430388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=4031230586616430388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/4031230586616430388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/4031230586616430388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-year-later.html' title='One Year Later...'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-3715567182684302153</id><published>2009-09-21T06:58:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-21T07:01:42.725+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Can't I have it all?</title><content type='html'>I know I'm greedy, but greed is what gives the edge and that fire to go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the only problem with wanting everything is: you have to have no filters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't focus on one thing and filter out others because you want it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that is a problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-3715567182684302153?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/3715567182684302153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=3715567182684302153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/3715567182684302153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/3715567182684302153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2009/09/cant-i-have-it-all.html' title='Can&apos;t I have it all?'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-6647537807555989304</id><published>2009-08-26T16:00:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-26T16:15:22.217+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>Blue &amp; Red</title><content type='html'>As time passes on, the past glories remain in the past, but mock to be resurrected in the future. Being the greatest brings in more expectations... even with the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Its not about if you can make it to the top, its all about staying there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a team with the likes of an unpredictable-yet-skillful-and-hungry-for-success Swede, #14 - a proven legend, and Barcelona's talisman, The Little Messiah there is more.&lt;br /&gt;Even with 'Xaviniesta' the creative suite, the dynamic duo and the insanest possible twosome of extremely skilled and visionary mid-fielders with 'The Yaya' in between them, The Yaya, probably the most versatile and underrated player at this moment in football. &lt;br /&gt;With a back line of 2 raging Brazilian Full-Backs on either side with 2 Catalan lions in between. Plus every sub, being a super sub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future looks bright for the Blau-Grana. But their game-planner, Barcelona legend sits in a seedy room with the ceiling fan slowly rotating, making that monotonus sound, at night, as he plans the best possible way to conquer it all again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His eye's have that depth, that calm vision and raging insanity at the same time, as he traces out the plans, cause he knows, that their arch enemies are building a squad with the best individuals they can get from all parts of the world, with hopes of making a monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either ways it still remains to be seen who will conquer whom.&lt;br /&gt;As we zoom out to a view where we can see the horizon and the dusty skies at the end of it and the auroras at the top fading in and out, blue and red.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-6647537807555989304?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/6647537807555989304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=6647537807555989304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/6647537807555989304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/6647537807555989304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2009/08/blue-red.html' title='Blue &amp; Red'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-3745034068296903644</id><published>2009-08-14T08:18:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-14T08:54:32.427+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Somewhere I belong.</title><content type='html'>Why will India never change?&lt;br /&gt;Why India will never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I refused to believe. I would defend my country.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, with all that is going on, I still refused to believe.&lt;br /&gt;But then it hit me.&lt;br /&gt;India has best shown its colors for what it is, a backward, lazy and corrupt nation that refuses to improve.&lt;br /&gt;Strong words, I know. But I am entitled to my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;In the wake of recent events, the state of your country has been even more appealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Mumbai attacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cops (who were too busy collecting quick money, i.e. bribes/billing traffic law evaders) were not armed. Some of them who were, had old-ass non working guns, while a bunch of godforsaken idiots marched in and killed hundreds. Finally some patriotic and immensely brave police put their life on the line to put an end to it.&lt;br /&gt;What was the cost? Brave Indians killed. Why couldn't be more prepared?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Recession.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early last year, the world faced its worse-yet financial state.&lt;br /&gt;With their economy struggling for balance companies fired over thousands of employees or wait, as they call them selves 'SOFTWARE PROFESSIONALS'. What a disdain.&lt;br /&gt;Why were a large bunch of Indians fired? &lt;br /&gt;Because they were expendable.&lt;br /&gt;Why were they expendable?&lt;br /&gt;Because they did bitchwork for foreign corporate giants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Swine Flu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Recent outbreak of the H1N1 flu virus as they call it has been the topping on the cake of disaster for our country. It has accurately outlined where our infrastructure lacks. Everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;It has triggered such a media frenzy that media-whore's like Ramdev baba are out in the public with their say of buy-my-dog's-shit-which-i-have-repackaged-to-look-ayurvedic-and-eat-it to save yourselves from the flu. Its a virus for Gods sake, It cannot smell your nilgiri oil or burning coconut hair smoke. And the Indian people too. GROW UP! are your minds so tender and gullible and misguided that you will believe anything like eating bullshit (no pun here) prescribed by an uneducated hick who is not remotely even a doctor, and refuse to believe in science that is saving lives? Shit. They say overpopulation has degraded the overall intelligence quotient. Why is India overpopulated? Use contraceptives or quit fuckin around.&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to the government organization and infrastructure to tackle the flu.&lt;br /&gt;It has been clearly not up to the mark. People are getting affected left and right.&lt;br /&gt;and NOW, after 400 people are infected they give a green light to keep a curfew in the city. I bet they were counting their money and making arrangements for their safe places to watch the show.&lt;br /&gt;You uneducated, egoistic and selfish politicians disgust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have been extra mean and vulgar in this post. &lt;br /&gt;I type this at the eve of the perhaps quietest to be Independence Day.&lt;br /&gt;With these things in front of my eyes makes me ashamed of being an Indian. &lt;br /&gt;I want to run away, but home will always be home and I will be treated as an outsider anywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;Caught between the frying pan and the fire indeed, I close my eyes and wish all of this was a nightmare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-3745034068296903644?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/3745034068296903644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=3745034068296903644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/3745034068296903644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/3745034068296903644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-will-india-never-change-why-will.html' title='Somewhere I belong.'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-1151941743687505236</id><published>2009-06-06T01:25:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-06T01:32:03.466+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Ain't nothing gonna change..</title><content type='html'>Am I just as good as a bad man sleeping&lt;br /&gt;when the rest are dying&lt;br /&gt;Or am I just as bad as a good man saying&lt;br /&gt;There’s no use of tryin’&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t nothing gonna change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me do you still believe&lt;br /&gt;Everything that you read&lt;br /&gt;Will we learn to get together&lt;br /&gt;And see who we really are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t nothing gonna change&lt;br /&gt;If nobody’s gonna wake up&lt;br /&gt;And start asking whose in charge&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t nothing gonna change&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-1151941743687505236?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/1151941743687505236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=1151941743687505236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/1151941743687505236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/1151941743687505236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2009/06/aint-nothing-gonna-change.html' title='Ain&apos;t nothing gonna change..'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-1980167488023047866</id><published>2009-02-21T20:15:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:20:33.892+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Overrated</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Year: 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i had a car, I'd pimp it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stepped out, as I passed out of one of the most prestigious schools in Pune, a bright young lad, instilled with morals, values, given a personality and topped with a heart of gold. Headstrong for all kinds of challenges, ready to make friends with everyone, Smiling into the sunlight. Excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Show offs with Inadequate Knowledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Year: 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shook hands with a guy in my college.&lt;br /&gt;"I got Spider-Man 2 on cd! And its not even released here! Wanna come and watch?"&lt;br /&gt;I went, and got blown away.. the best movie ever!&lt;br /&gt;"How did you get this?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;" ***** has everything!" (name censored to protect the jerks identity)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home thinking that it was pretty cool that he could get his hands on a movie when it hadn't even been released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fast Forward 2007:&lt;/span&gt; I got introduced to Torrents.&lt;br /&gt;"Hey man, here is a pen drive.. can you give me that new film?" ***** said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fake Preaching/Not to practice what they preach/Hidden Agenda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at my report card.&lt;br /&gt;67% it said.&lt;br /&gt;I looked at my friend whom i had helped out with the subject, he had 70%&lt;br /&gt;"Its not about competing with anyone man, its about competing with yourself..." He said&lt;br /&gt;Very true i thought... hmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast Forward 2008:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at my report card.&lt;br /&gt;70% it said.&lt;br /&gt;I looked at my friend(?) whom i had helped with the subject, he had 68%&lt;br /&gt;"You've got more than me.. Shit..  "&lt;br /&gt;He said with malice and pain in his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;"Its not about competing with anyone man, its about competing with yourself..." I said&lt;br /&gt;"Fuck that shit" he said and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lies/Show they know more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah man, that shit is eeeeeeeasy, I did that when i was 7!" He said.&lt;br /&gt;"Really?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah man trust me..i can do it in my sleep"&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmmm ok"&lt;br /&gt;I sat there crunching my mind trying to work out how to make a program for finding unknown values in linear equations by using Gauss Elimination method.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fast Forward: 2 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey man can you help me with this program" i asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah that dude, its too easy, i think i forgot about it, give me some real stuff man."&lt;br /&gt;"No dude i need this one.."&lt;br /&gt;"Nah man, i wont bother with this"&lt;br /&gt;"uhuh.. do you know what Gauss Elimination is used for?"&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, its for those 3d transformations, right?&lt;br /&gt;"Right..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bring morale down because they can't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dude Anup, if I could do magic like you I'd be a real player.."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh really?" I sneered.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah man, you are pretty useless for someone who knows so much"&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know man, i do use magic sometimes, but its not for only picking up girls" &lt;br /&gt;"Blah blah, if i knew even one trick, I'd at least pick up ONE girl everyday"&lt;br /&gt;"Is that so? I'll teach you one then.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fast Forward 2 Hours:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And thats about it, try it out on that chick over there.."&lt;br /&gt;"No man, leave it..I don't think i can do it.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fast Forward: Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is overrated. Its full of marketed, fake bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;So i keep looking straight through people, looking for original friends who really care.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who is nothing of the above.&lt;br /&gt;You guys are so rare, I'll prolly keep looking.&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I'm happy for the ones i already know.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i had a car, I'd keep it as it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-1980167488023047866?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/1980167488023047866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=1980167488023047866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/1980167488023047866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/1980167488023047866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2009/02/overrated.html' title='Overrated'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-3851698366402552153</id><published>2009-02-08T16:23:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-08T16:43:11.826+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Ignorant India</title><content type='html'>Recently i had a conversation with a cycle repairman for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;and no, the cycle repairman was not the kind you think he was, i.e. balding, happy,smiling,hands greased but pouring his heart out to the world.. nope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was just like most of the uneducated people.&lt;br /&gt;Full of ego,Selfish,Delusional, hating everyone who is better, which is well, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he asked me "What are you doing in academics?"&lt;br /&gt;"Computer Science" i replied&lt;br /&gt;"Computers have gone to the dogs now, its of no use that tin box"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just laughed out loud, with a hint of probable malice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh really, what do you think is the future now?"&lt;br /&gt;"Civil" he said.&lt;br /&gt;I asked why.&lt;br /&gt;"Because my second cousins nephew is a civil engineer and all the contracts have to pass through him and he takes good money from them all!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literal Translation: My nephew is a civil engineer and he takes big bribes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt a bit insulted but then I felt pity for him. Its not his fault that he is nothing. But its definitely his fucking fault that he is selfish and ignorant about everything around him. He could have chosen to learn, but no. He wants to sit and rip customers off just enough so that he has enough money for a drink and a few cigarettes. He wont legalize his cycle stand but he will definitely say "Fuck the government, what have they done for me". He will demand quota for his kids just to make them like his nephew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is just like most of his friends.&lt;br /&gt;So how is education going to help them when all they want to do is to put a degree and ask for bribes, or may be end up in the same place as they are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are the major voting bank of this country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-3851698366402552153?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/3851698366402552153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=3851698366402552153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/3851698366402552153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/3851698366402552153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2009/02/ignorant-india.html' title='Ignorant India'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-2261805927722928604</id><published>2008-12-31T16:13:00.018+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-01T10:40:30.530+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Infinity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/SVw3i-d3ecI/AAAAAAAAAK8/bQDTUUP7TH0/s1600-h/newInfinity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/SVw3i-d3ecI/AAAAAAAAAK8/bQDTUUP7TH0/s320/newInfinity.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286161136649468354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After coming back to form in academics and life, I felt confident.&lt;br /&gt;I had proved in the first year that I've not changed.&lt;br /&gt;I proved again that I could prove my mettle twice and that the first one was not a fluke.&lt;br /&gt;I have the best phone ever created by modern man kind. &lt;br /&gt;I have a new bike, the elite in its own league.&lt;br /&gt;I had proven the haters wrong, and wrong once again, crushed them, I was on top of the world.&lt;br /&gt;Untouchable. Unstoppable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again I was paranoid. Life has been uncertain with times like these,I was always on the look out for something that will interfere and bring me down to earth from my dreamy gaze.&lt;br /&gt;But I never thought it would be something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually when I see a pretty girl, I think shes hot, sometimes beautiful if she is at all that much. But when I saw her, I could not place her, I did not know what was going on in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Every time we hit a certain high in something that we do, it becomes the bar, the upper limit.&lt;br /&gt;She broke mine. So bad that I cannot understand.&lt;br /&gt;She made every girl that I dated absurd, look like a frog with lipstick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind was NULL. I didn't know what to do, but I rightfully knew that she was a league above.&lt;br /&gt;I had to get this. I had to be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some said it was divine intervention.&lt;br /&gt;Some said I was just being stupid.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;That is my only answer to all this, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;She is something that means more than just plain effervescent beauty to me.&lt;br /&gt;She showed me how small we all really are. How everything we have is 'what we have'.&lt;br /&gt;She showed me that no matter how good I get, I've still got a long long LONG way ahead.&lt;br /&gt;So with this new year I start my journey up ahead once again. I will be there, better than ever, cause I know its not over, it never is.&lt;br /&gt;She is right, she is beauty in all its personification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;She is infinity.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-2261805927722928604?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/2261805927722928604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=2261805927722928604' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/2261805927722928604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/2261805927722928604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2008/12/infinity.html' title='Infinity'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/SVw3i-d3ecI/AAAAAAAAAK8/bQDTUUP7TH0/s72-c/newInfinity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-2572379876213567898</id><published>2008-09-24T13:48:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-24T13:55:04.661+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes..</title><content type='html'>Sometimes.. you just get up angry..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.. you just HATE the fucking world..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.. you wonder if there is God..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.. you want to vent your anger by physically breaking things..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.. you know your being obnoxious but you want to say fuck it and stay angry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.. you feel out of place..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.. you hate that you aren't in the place you want to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.. you just want to be alone..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.. you wonder why you are alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.. you want that fire..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.. you are too afraid to handle it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.. you.. oh fuck this..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-2572379876213567898?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/2572379876213567898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=2572379876213567898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/2572379876213567898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/2572379876213567898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2008/09/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes..'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-2773845052994808325</id><published>2008-08-19T13:12:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-19T13:21:22.192+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Strangers</title><content type='html'>Well its been some time and I thought I'd post about something thats up with my life these days..&lt;br /&gt;Apart from having a kickass month, I'm meeting a lot of 'Beautiful Strangers'.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I walked out some pretty girl asked me the time.. (w00t!)&lt;br /&gt;but I simply told her the time and moved on grinning like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided not to converse more or I'll get to know more of them and mess shit up like i always have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a few days ago a really beautiful chick walked up at the store where i was buying some stuff and i looked at her and smiled, she did not respond (lousy bitch!)&lt;br /&gt;then she left and came back and asked me if she knew me (woohoo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the thing is, I've been having pleasant days, i meet them, admire their beauty, and scoot without any regrets.. its almost full circle and leaves me feeling.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how many of you have been through this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-2773845052994808325?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/2773845052994808325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=2773845052994808325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/2773845052994808325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/2773845052994808325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2008/08/beautiful-strangers.html' title='Beautiful Strangers'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-4806477141778605544</id><published>2008-06-27T22:48:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-27T22:55:40.881+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Trance States</title><content type='html'>I'm stopping practicing hypnosis, today i witnessed its true power.&lt;br /&gt;It is crazy, and too much power can corrupt your mind.&lt;br /&gt;Very true, very true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-4806477141778605544?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/4806477141778605544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=4806477141778605544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/4806477141778605544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/4806477141778605544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2008/06/trance-states.html' title='Trance States'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-5447167049359190508</id><published>2008-05-24T11:15:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-24T13:16:24.077+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observational Comedy..'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies and TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>2008 : The Academic Year in Review</title><content type='html'>So lets just summarize what all I did the last year to aid my final exams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Met new People, made new friends&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Tried to settle in new surroundings&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Listened to over 50 music albums&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Watched over a 100 movies&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Spent over 3/5th of my time on the computer, with my friends&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Followed over 7 Complete TV series&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Downloaded nearly half a Tera byte of stuff&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Learned LOADS of new Magic, Hypnosis, Basic French, Electronics, Web Designing, Ajax&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Blogged a bit&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Didn't fall in dumb relationships&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Left making Music, still write when it feels like though&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Didn't wash my bike, hoping it would rain everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. i Love my life :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-5447167049359190508?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/5447167049359190508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=5447167049359190508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/5447167049359190508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/5447167049359190508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2008/05/2008-academic-year-in-review.html' title='2008 : The Academic Year in Review'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-5838516302972931528</id><published>2008-04-05T21:54:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-05T22:05:53.028+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies and TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Music talent hunt shows...THEY ALL SUCK</title><content type='html'>Aren't you just sick of all the silly ass music talent shows up on TV?&lt;br /&gt;i mean goddamn, change a channel and you get a set of douche bags who judge peoples talents when we don't even know who the f they are..where one is paid to be good and the other is paid to be bad, some scripted drama, rapid camera movement, and the delinquent urge to gain money through telemarketing and sms's. To top it all some losers actually follow this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indian Idol was a hit, so they did it again and again and again.&lt;br /&gt;Other channels wanted money too, so they did it, followed with a talent hunt for kids.&lt;br /&gt;Next they'll have a talent hunt for hop skip jumping for old people.&lt;br /&gt;And some ass-wipes will follow it and talk about it at lunch, and this will go on for eons.&lt;br /&gt;What are you guys, zombies??&lt;br /&gt;WAKE UP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-5838516302972931528?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/5838516302972931528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=5838516302972931528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/5838516302972931528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/5838516302972931528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2008/04/music-talent-hunt-showsthey-all-suck.html' title='Music talent hunt shows...THEY ALL SUCK'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-707331361366709548</id><published>2008-03-15T13:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:03:55.199+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies and TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>The Master of Deception, and the Loyal...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/R9uE-D4C_ZI/AAAAAAAAAD0/7P8QRmgby78/s1600-h/blaine1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/R9uE-D4C_ZI/AAAAAAAAAD0/7P8QRmgby78/s320/blaine1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177878398319656338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Blaine started it all when he brought the close up illusions on the streets of Brooklyn.&lt;br /&gt;His presentation wasn't Exceptional,but he still managed to enrapture audiences world wide with his visions of magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came Criss Angel, Whom i admire the most right now,&lt;br /&gt;but unlike others, i do not admire him for looks,personality, or bringing rock and goth back into magic and making it glamorous,or for wearing jewelry... but i admire him from bringing stage illusions to the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/R9uFrT4C_aI/AAAAAAAAAD8/tCgHkRC4UJM/s1600-h/225px-Angel,_Criss_(2007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/R9uFrT4C_aI/AAAAAAAAAD8/tCgHkRC4UJM/s320/225px-Angel,_Criss_(2007).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177879175708736930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hate the fact that Criss uses stooges, but he covers it well with his presentation...&lt;br /&gt;Most haters watch Angels show and claim it was all 'Camera tricks',E.g. the one where he walks down The Alladin's wall,or the one where he vanishes a girl in the back garden, till an extent even i used to be one of them, but recently i found an old book of stage illusions and they are exactly the same way but in modern settings!&lt;br /&gt;Then i watched his Stage Show Mindfreak, i was COMPLETELY BLOWN AWAY, he manages to fuse awesome stage magic, and presentation, and metal music together so well that it brings me into tears.. &lt;br /&gt;Bravo Mr. Angel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-707331361366709548?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/707331361366709548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=707331361366709548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/707331361366709548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/707331361366709548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2008/03/master-of-deception-and-loyal.html' title='The Master of Deception, and the Loyal...'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/R9uE-D4C_ZI/AAAAAAAAAD0/7P8QRmgby78/s72-c/blaine1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-3614220386669465509</id><published>2007-11-06T08:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:03:55.536+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observational Comedy..'/><title type='text'>Widescreen vs Boobs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/Ry_gZHgBZcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0qd7mcr5-eo/s1600-h/hot+chick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/Ry_gZHgBZcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0qd7mcr5-eo/s320/hot+chick.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129565222712993218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh Damn, Every guy's nightmare, the choice that will change his life, i personally am haunted by the fear of having to make a choice between the two.&lt;br /&gt;So I'll do what everybody does,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put it on hold :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously though... This Diwali Dad got my a better computer ..&lt;br /&gt;heres the config:-&lt;br /&gt;19" widesceen lcd&lt;br /&gt;Core2Duo Processor&lt;br /&gt;1 gb ram&lt;br /&gt;700 gb hdd&lt;br /&gt;Original Intel motherboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/Ry_fnXgBZbI/AAAAAAAAACs/zBa6ToQU_co/s1600-h/IMAGE_014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/Ry_fnXgBZbI/AAAAAAAAACs/zBa6ToQU_co/s320/IMAGE_014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129564368014501298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh yeah pretty much the cornerstone of every spoilt kid.. (Love ya,Dad :D)&lt;br /&gt;My fascination of the processor is fading over the time period.. and the only thing i'm still attracted to is watching movies on my widescreen and making good use of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;One of my friends came over, and he was spellbound by everything but by the end of the day remembered only the widescreen and how cool it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting.. i compared it to the assets of an attractive girl..and my past memories about her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;" Yeah sweet girl, like minded, cultured and stuff, but what a Greaaat rack! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-3614220386669465509?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/3614220386669465509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=3614220386669465509' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/3614220386669465509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/3614220386669465509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2007/11/computers-vs-chicks-guys-perspective.html' title='Widescreen vs Boobs'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/Ry_gZHgBZcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0qd7mcr5-eo/s72-c/hot+chick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-833643080894059895</id><published>2007-09-01T08:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-01T08:28:21.912+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>An Invite to the Magicians Association Meeting...</title><content type='html'>It was one dull afternoon when i decided to take a nap after a bit of programming..&lt;br /&gt;and my naps are literally naps that you take after your drunk kinda naps.. anyway so i was fast asleep.. and dreaming, suddenly everything in the dream was vibrating..i dint understand..was it an earthquake? i wearily open my eyes and saw my totally out of focus cell phone vibrating near my cheek. i picked the call.&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard to sound like I'm awake I realized that the person I'm talking to is actually an old man.&lt;br /&gt;He told me that hes read about me in the newspapers and heard me on the radio and stuff and is inviting me on behalf of all the magicians in the state to a meeting.&lt;br /&gt;By the time the call was over, i was wide awake sitting on my bed. My silhouette scratching its head could be seen against the giant windows and yellow curtains behind me.&lt;br /&gt;He told me that meeting will take place at an old mansion (I KNOW IT SOUNDS TYPICAL! BUT YES!).I had taken a friend and some ammunition with me in case they turned out to be a bunch of kidnappers. So i went to this old mansion and was delighted to find that there were already a bunch of magicians there.&lt;br /&gt;We had a great discussion, amazed at my talents they offered me a whole 10 mins at the all India magic convention.&lt;br /&gt;But i came out thinking on another issue, and feeling rather proud of myself.. i was obliged to meet the best of the state, most of them retired magicians.. Averaging age of about 55.. i am 18.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-833643080894059895?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/833643080894059895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=833643080894059895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/833643080894059895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/833643080894059895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2007/08/invite-to-magicians-association-meeting.html' title='An Invite to the Magicians Association Meeting...'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-2125541904699595841</id><published>2007-08-25T06:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-25T06:53:11.552+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observational Comedy..'/><title type='text'>Zombie Penguins</title><content type='html'>Well most stand up comics are very observational i guess, but i take my share of stand up out on my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it goes this way...&lt;br /&gt;I was in an exhausting class and after which everyone had to form a line and disperse, the area was small to get out so everyone was moving at a snails speed, but just to keep on moving they were walking like penguins, or maybe like they had a shorter leg. They kept moving side to side, eyes wide open but never really went forward. Some large ones were rocking at an arresting amplitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to a crowded place where people are moving real slow, observe how hte person in front of you walks. compare with this video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U8DoJGJlPJ0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U8DoJGJlPJ0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similar is the case with a shoe store... when people try new shoes they are walking each and every step with such astonsihment as if they can walk! Seething in every bit of shoe they can feel..sheesh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-2125541904699595841?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/2125541904699595841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=2125541904699595841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/2125541904699595841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/2125541904699595841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2007/08/zombie-penguins.html' title='Zombie Penguins'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-3215718627110996</id><published>2007-08-11T16:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-11T16:48:11.303+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Shots at Reliance</title><content type='html'>Well as any of you may have noticed my sudden disappearance, I'd like to point my finger at Reliance broadband. just to say whats on my mind i had written an article about them that i will soon publish in the newspapers&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  RELIABLE OR NOT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;      As a cumtomer of 'Reliance', i have faced innumerable problems like receiving a monthly bill for a cell phone i never owned,that too for nearly a year. Getting charged late fees on internet bills which THEY delayed to send, would be to name a few. But the latest one is perhaps the most irritable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;     The God forbidden Internet disconnectivity problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;       Which would be accompanied by a range of harmless call center guys who are sadly restricted to only a few words on the phone. Some floor managers who know more to speak but astonishingly retain the same level of assistance as the prior and then some!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;      I can count back to the 5 complaints in 7 days and over 25 calls for the same, being put on hold for half an hour, two times, simply to talk to the floor manager, after all this i just received 3 calls, all telling me that i faced an internet problem.(At last you guys get it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;       On the lighter side atleast i can say that my ISP had my internet cut down for over 15 days of a month, still have, and (they say) had their workers working on the same problem for 15 days straight. Workers,care center employees, floor managers, to the mumbai authorities of one of the largest organisation, all together cannot make any final difference! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;As the tree gets bigger, the branches spread wider but get weaker with the distance from the trunk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Same is the case with one of India's largest Telecom and Internet giant, Reliance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A customer is a company's biggest asset. I really wonder if that thought is true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-3215718627110996?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/3215718627110996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=3215718627110996' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/3215718627110996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/3215718627110996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2007/08/shots-at-reliance.html' title='Shots at Reliance'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-8990353371547963024</id><published>2007-07-24T20:01:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-24T20:05:42.109+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>How i could just kill a man</title><content type='html'>What a song... gosh..really cool, the RATM cover..just kicks ass..even the original is kinda bearable but i'll always wonder how B-real became an MC with a tone like that..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-8990353371547963024?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/8990353371547963024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=8990353371547963024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/8990353371547963024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/8990353371547963024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-i-could-just-kill-man.html' title='How i could just kill a man'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-448620146819250864</id><published>2007-07-10T20:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:03:56.000+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies and TV'/><title type='text'>Scrubs!</title><content type='html'>I just started to love this show!!... it makes me want to be a doctor!!&lt;br /&gt;I never thought internship and hospitals would be this much fun and cool!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll drop the exclamation marks..sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;You got people dieing in corners and guys having their body parts amputated, heavenly angels saving people from the jaws of death n stuff.&lt;br /&gt;OK, back to the topic.. so scrubs.. yeahhh cool show.&lt;br /&gt;the lead actor, JD, resembles a SRK, doesn't he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/RpOoBHRasNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/0QQdCEyPngc/s1600-h/srk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/RpOoBHRasNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/0QQdCEyPngc/s320/srk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085593141316858066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shahrukh 'SRK' Khan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/RpOoMXRasOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/1SgmWXSkPM4/s1600-h/jd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/RpOoMXRasOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/1SgmWXSkPM4/s320/jd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085593334590386402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach Braff as John 'JD' Dorian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty similar eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well scrubs got a 9.4/10 on IMDB, so for those who dont watch it, it means it simply kicks ass..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-448620146819250864?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/448620146819250864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=448620146819250864' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/448620146819250864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/448620146819250864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2007/07/scrubs.html' title='Scrubs!'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/RpOoBHRasNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/0QQdCEyPngc/s72-c/srk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-1103920854525898743</id><published>2007-07-02T15:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:03:56.685+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Monkeys, Outer Space and SATs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/RojLC3RasII/AAAAAAAAABM/RVkLq6FnoL0/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/RojLC3RasII/AAAAAAAAABM/RVkLq6FnoL0/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082535429544784002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The qualifications for the astronaut program need insanely high SAT scores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The prodigal students are then made to go through rigorous obstacles and when they are finally ready, they are dispatched in outer space.&lt;br /&gt;What sorta logic is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/RojMvnRasLI/AAAAAAAAABk/8MZGWcGl7FM/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/RojMvnRasLI/AAAAAAAAABk/8MZGWcGl7FM/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082537297855557810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the tragic death of Kalpana Chawla, Sunita Williams is the only Astronaut of Indian roots to go in outer space and return back..&lt;br /&gt;Sure you get all the attention and glory but my question is simple,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Why are students of such high intellect dispatched into outer space when they can stay and help mankind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/RojMoHRasKI/AAAAAAAAABc/OpUPVpJznSU/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/RojMoHRasKI/AAAAAAAAABc/OpUPVpJznSU/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082537169006538914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yeah yeah i know i know, any Average Joe cant be given a space craft to fly, but test monkeys are given solo crafts, aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;Jeez..&lt;br /&gt;So congrats to Sunita Williams on her success but I'll never get this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-1103920854525898743?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/1103920854525898743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=1103920854525898743' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/1103920854525898743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/1103920854525898743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2007/07/monkeys-outer-space-and-sats.html' title='Monkeys, Outer Space and SATs'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/RojLC3RasII/AAAAAAAAABM/RVkLq6FnoL0/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-4246530717347800672</id><published>2007-06-29T23:19:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:03:56.700+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Eat me, Drink me.</title><content type='html'>Well well well...Maryiln Mansons big return!&lt;br /&gt;The dude who got me into metal..is back, with a more touchy metal album&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/RoVIYHRasHI/AAAAAAAAABE/H4aWhNIcBVI/s1600-h/51zGH6T3DML._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/RoVIYHRasHI/AAAAAAAAABE/H4aWhNIcBVI/s320/51zGH6T3DML._SS500_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081547333663633522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick Review&lt;br /&gt;Overall OK album with 4 major hits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If i was your vampire&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Evidence&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The red carpet grave&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Putting holes in happiness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Overall - 3/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i was your vampire and evidence got me hooked. red carpet and putting holes grew on me later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random trivia about Manson:&lt;br /&gt;His left eye was lost when he jumped into a drum during a concert. it was replaces by a metal eye ball&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-4246530717347800672?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/4246530717347800672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=4246530717347800672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/4246530717347800672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/4246530717347800672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2007/06/eat-me-drink-me.html' title='Eat me, Drink me.'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/RoVIYHRasHI/AAAAAAAAABE/H4aWhNIcBVI/s72-c/51zGH6T3DML._SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-3243418640741902109</id><published>2007-06-27T23:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-27T23:33:27.865+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Untitled Thoughts</title><content type='html'>It was late in the evening, i was in a beady parking lot on JM road. It was dark already and the lamp posts were lit. The rain had made the ground all muddy. A reflection of the lamp post could be seen in the water caught up in the mud. I was talking to a friend about what to do next, which way should we direct our careers, we were on thin ice anyway. Just then i heard a splash, i turned and saw two guys,  one roughly elder and the other comparatively younger, they were in a brawl. Kicking, pushing, punching, falling in the mud, getting up and fighting again. Till an older man came and put it to an end.&lt;br /&gt;Street life.&lt;br /&gt;Its way more real than the rappers project it to be.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't learn a life lesson from this incident. I didn't self-evaluate myself to know I'm lucky to have a better life,  and i acknowledge every second of it. But this felt different, i felt the struggle, i was 10 feet away watching the two beat the shit out of each other. Struggle, something i had not done lately, i was a certified slacker these days. The two kids made me think, life is definitely not easy, everybody knows it and is reminded of it daily, but this was different. i witnessed struggle in its most raw form first hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-3243418640741902109?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/3243418640741902109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=3243418640741902109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/3243418640741902109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/3243418640741902109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2007/06/untitled-thoughts.html' title='Untitled Thoughts'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-7404373841763298102</id><published>2007-06-24T15:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-24T16:51:53.199+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Rain thy mercy</title><content type='html'>Rain....hmmm&lt;br /&gt;Everybody says they love when it rains.&lt;br /&gt;Teachers tell us stories of mommy earth when she was all cracked and dry and the deers were thirsty as hell and as soon as it rained earth 'came to life' and the deers started humping and jumping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SCENARIO ON PAPER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl wearing a delightful white dress is running in slow motion through the yellow meadows and suddenly the sky above starts to shift together forming a greyish mass in the air. The girl stops and looks above, spreads her hands apart like a human cross. There its is, the first drops of rain , crystal clear fall down. As if Gods throwing diamonds on the earth.&lt;br /&gt;One of the first raindrops hit the girls cheeks. Her eyes light up with delight and she sports an ear to ear smile, a perfect dental record, the 32 outshine the falling diamonds as we zoom out of the scene..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE TRUTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No girl is running through meadows n shit.&lt;br /&gt;Its you, and your stuck in the road, its raining like hell. The rain turns the soil all muddy. You probably didn't wear the rain coat pant out of embarrassment of how to take it off in front of everyone. Your trousers are wet. Your late for work as the traffic is slow on the roads. You enter the AC office, hair disheveled , pants wet, hands cold. Try to make yourself comfortable and egt to work. On your way back a rickshaw driver splats mud on you.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phoot Notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have anything against rain,I played the rain god in my kindergarten play (point to be noted), but I'm tried of all the people and poets writing about rain and its glory..sheesh this is a reality check guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-7404373841763298102?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/7404373841763298102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=7404373841763298102' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/7404373841763298102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/7404373841763298102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2007/06/rain-thy-mercy.html' title='Rain thy mercy'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-981055963879081511</id><published>2007-06-24T12:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:03:57.083+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies and TV'/><title type='text'>The Worlds Favourite Show...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAS TO BE &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HEROES&lt;/span&gt;~!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/Rn4V-k0jhzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/foDTk6jpErk/s1600-h/heroes_title_card.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/Rn4V-k0jhzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/foDTk6jpErk/s320/heroes_title_card.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079521594500679474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i say? Everybody wants to be special, different, gifted... Heroes is one such show which revolves around such prospects, kick ass visual effects but still keeping it real and believable. Heroes will hook up &lt;span&gt;ANY&lt;/span&gt; TV fanatic, keep you till the edge of your seat without blinking.&lt;br /&gt;It will make you hate its creator for leaving you on the edge of your seat for a weeks time , grinding your hands waiting desperately for next weeks broadcast. Till then it'll make you join the online heroes infested forums and discuss the wildest possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;Can one TV show make you do all this?&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Promo Pic of Heroes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/Rn4Wb00jh0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/mYkwctFePpI/s1600-h/heroes-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/Rn4Wb00jh0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/mYkwctFePpI/s320/heroes-thumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079522097011853122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;My Favorite Hero?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hiro Nakamura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ability -&gt; Bending Space Time Continuum&lt;br /&gt;Manipulating Time and Time Travel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Masi Oka&lt;/span&gt;, playing Hiro in the series, is a special effects artist, and says acting is just a hobby, though he also claimed he did it for the chicks :P&lt;br /&gt;Masi , has an IQ of 180, if I'm not mistaken that is equal to Leonardo DaVinci's IQ, making him the most elite IQ kinda kinda guy.&lt;br /&gt;He appeared on the cover of the TIME magazine... at the age of 12&lt;br /&gt;So temme guys, is there any reason why people wouldn't like this guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-981055963879081511?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/981055963879081511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=981055963879081511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/981055963879081511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/981055963879081511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2007/06/worlds-favourite-show.html' title='The Worlds Favourite Show...'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/Rn4V-k0jhzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/foDTk6jpErk/s72-c/heroes_title_card.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-223985330502875278</id><published>2007-06-24T00:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-24T12:07:42.863+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Somethings about me..</title><content type='html'>Got most of this from a friend..&lt;br /&gt;Important stuff about me you need to know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Dilapidated Eardrums - 24/7 intense rap-metal..&lt;br /&gt;2) Swollen Fingers - Excessive card manipulation&lt;br /&gt;3) Dislocated Shoulder - Thrown out of a moving car by girl friend..&lt;br /&gt;4) Fractured Foot - Epic battle with a brick wall..&lt;br /&gt;5) Maniacal Behavior and Bipolar Disorder - Long story..&lt;br /&gt;6) Broken Heart - no comments....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-223985330502875278?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/223985330502875278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=223985330502875278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/223985330502875278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/223985330502875278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2007/06/somethings-about-me.html' title='Somethings about me..'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-5189087113747019593</id><published>2007-06-23T10:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-23T10:45:12.254+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Hold On..</title><content type='html'>The best thing that happened to me yest was this song, it was lying in my HDD for months and i didn't know about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOLD ON by LIMP BIZKIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is  it was played constantly for 5 hours, and still cant get it out of my head...just love it, check out the video below, its a dedication to 9/11..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aT1pDChnXHw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aT1pDChnXHw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bizkit does it again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-5189087113747019593?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/5189087113747019593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=5189087113747019593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/5189087113747019593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/5189087113747019593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2007/06/hold-on.html' title='Hold On..'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-112000620927184794</id><published>2007-06-22T22:33:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-23T10:34:42.520+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Typical day</title><content type='html'>Apart from the blog entries, i had my day of mental trauma, distress, taunts, misunderstandings, sadness, and bad weather, thats jsut a typical Anup Ghatage day.... make it sound horrible, don't i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-112000620927184794?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/112000620927184794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=112000620927184794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/112000620927184794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/112000620927184794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2007/06/typical-day.html' title='Typical day'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-1729970103272555394</id><published>2007-06-22T12:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-22T17:47:39.861+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Broke!</title><content type='html'>Seems like i gotta cut down my expenses, phone bills are sky rocketing... that means i gotta stop calling chicks abroad :P&lt;br /&gt;Also my bikes screwed up, the belt is done for and the mechanic (as usual) says its gonna charge a lot. On top of that (with the intended pun) my new college is on a mountain top, 8 kms from my place. I cant imagine how am i gonna survive the coming years in my two raggedy jeans. A pocket full of change and a lot of responsibility...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-1729970103272555394?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/1729970103272555394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=1729970103272555394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/1729970103272555394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/1729970103272555394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2007/06/broke.html' title='Broke!'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-7868544425774994265</id><published>2007-06-22T07:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:03:57.368+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Bizkits Debut album..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Three Dollar Bill Yall$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/RnstqE0jhyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HIWewoaW9Bg/s1600-h/LimpBizkitTDBYA.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/RnstqE0jhyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HIWewoaW9Bg/s320/LimpBizkitTDBYA.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078703205662295842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Limp Bizkit's Debut Album. It does have its pros and cons but it is full of music that people "feel" when this album was released, nearly 90% of high school benches had this photo scribbled on them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/RnsshU0jhxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lntaQARbNrs/s1600-h/Limp_Logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/RnsshU0jhxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lntaQARbNrs/s320/Limp_Logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078701955826812690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a perfect mixture of rap and metal. For me thats perfect. I need the rap to express and the the rock to, well, express. but i cant scream around rapping, thats where rock comes into play.&lt;br /&gt;The Album is filled with songs that most kids 'feel' and scream along with it. This album has taken countless kids through their heart breaks, tough times and stopped them from breaking something and instead screaming along with the song to express anger.&lt;br /&gt;Limp Bizkit was an integral part of my adolescence too. They aren't the best now but i do pop in their cd's once in a while..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/704362789040319734-7868544425774994265?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/7868544425774994265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=7868544425774994265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/7868544425774994265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/7868544425774994265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2007/06/three-dollar-bill-yall-limp-bizkits.html' title='Bizkits Debut album..'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/RnstqE0jhyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HIWewoaW9Bg/s72-c/LimpBizkitTDBYA.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704362789040319734.post-6424159528907996226</id><published>2007-06-21T18:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:03:57.669+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies and TV'/><title type='text'>Blue Streak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/Rnp63k0jhuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WaQssjZMFyc/s1600-h/858766%7EBlue-Streak-Video-Release-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/Rnp63k0jhuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WaQssjZMFyc/s320/858766%7EBlue-Streak-Video-Release-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078506625009157858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blue Streak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Best Comedy Movie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi Spin off : Chor Machaye Shor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/RnqRnE0jhvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zXUV0AbZQ3s/s1600-h/Chor+m+Shor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/RnqRnE0jhvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zXUV0AbZQ3s/s320/Chor+m+Shor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078531630308755186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Hindi spin off, sucks period.&lt;br /&gt;Direction : sucks&lt;br /&gt;Songs: suck&lt;br /&gt;Story: Rip off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verdict : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Flop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/704362789040319734-6424159528907996226?l=acelldweller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/feeds/6424159528907996226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704362789040319734&amp;postID=6424159528907996226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/6424159528907996226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704362789040319734/posts/default/6424159528907996226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acelldweller.blogspot.com/2007/06/blue-streak.html' title='Blue Streak'/><author><name>Cell Dweller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11265519408565784573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/STlWz75g-hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5gGqSR4l16E/S220/redeyes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vmdUcJtgxLo/Rnp63k0jhuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WaQssjZMFyc/s72-c/858766%7EBlue-Streak-Video-Release-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
