<?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-790761644991149432</id><updated>2011-07-08T10:37:17.978-03:00</updated><category term='season of lent'/><category term='Autograph tv serial asianet'/><category term='hillarious'/><category term='funny'/><title type='text'>Not Some Big Time Writer</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog with no tags...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/790761644991149432/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Not some big time writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844196025301838260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-790761644991149432.post-524254349807740450</id><published>2010-02-25T18:40:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T19:46:52.412-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autograph tv serial asianet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hillarious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>AUTOGRAPH????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qL7mI8jTbec/S4b7TTwNTjI/AAAAAAAAAB4/x2HH4zUZFYg/s1600-h/auto+graph.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qL7mI8jTbec/S4b7TTwNTjI/AAAAAAAAAB4/x2HH4zUZFYg/s320/auto+graph.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442313508862381618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about a few days back while having dinner.  My mum watches a program called Munshi which airs on Asianet about 8:50pm kuwait time (11:20pm IST).  After this program started the serial named &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;AUTOGRAPH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us use ROFL(&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;oll &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;n the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;loor &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;aughing) while chatting or scrapping or commenting on Facebook.  I too used ROFL many times  in chat conversations but never knew people really ROFL-ed when things turned out to be too funny.  Two minutes watching that serial made me literally ROFL. I had only seen people ROFL in cartoons but all of a sudden I was ROFL-ing.  That was the time I decided that AUTOGRAPH is gonna go up my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qL7mI8jTbec/S4b7dizPULI/AAAAAAAAACA/k_ZQVgu4ZJ8/s1600-h/19112349+jpeg_preview_medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qL7mI8jTbec/S4b7dizPULI/AAAAAAAAACA/k_ZQVgu4ZJ8/s320/19112349+jpeg_preview_medium.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442313684700319922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well talking about this particular serial, it talks about a group of five high school kids who call themselves as the "Five Fingers".  Despite the fact that the gang name being gay, this particular gang is somewhat like the rulers of the particular school.  All the dialogues in this particular serial have a common format.  &lt;br /&gt;          "hummph [blah blah blah] ugh..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qL7mI8jTbec/S4b7v_aA-0I/AAAAAAAAACI/XB2IMFWT5-0/s1600-h/Suresh-Gopi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qL7mI8jTbec/S4b7v_aA-0I/AAAAAAAAACI/XB2IMFWT5-0/s320/Suresh-Gopi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442314001616796482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the first part "hummph" is not the long "hummmph" used in english.  Its the short and sarcastic "humph" used in the Malayalam.  The last part "ugh" is not the question "ugh??" we use in English but the long mallu "ughhhh" basically used to end a kick-ass dialogue.   The &lt;blah blah blah&gt; dialogues, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;my god!!!&lt;/span&gt; would make even Suresh Gopi to pee in his pants.  Be it a student, cleaner, beggar, teacher, principal or whatever character may it be, the dialogue format is just the same.  In this serial, the teachers are like ultimate villains and even wont hesitate to give death threats to students or even kill them.  The background music (the common background music in all Asianet serials) adds to the fun of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then next question would be "Well, whats funny about all this???"... Well there aren't words to explain it....Just watch it and I'm sure all of you will ROFL no matter what...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/790761644991149432-524254349807740450?l=notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/524254349807740450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com/2010/02/autograph.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/790761644991149432/posts/default/524254349807740450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/790761644991149432/posts/default/524254349807740450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com/2010/02/autograph.html' title='AUTOGRAPH????'/><author><name>Not some big time writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844196025301838260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qL7mI8jTbec/S4b7TTwNTjI/AAAAAAAAAB4/x2HH4zUZFYg/s72-c/auto+graph.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-790761644991149432.post-2562171313176787552</id><published>2010-02-18T18:24:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T18:41:52.482-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='season of lent'/><title type='text'>THE REAL SEASON OF LENT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qL7mI8jTbec/S32zJFT2rdI/AAAAAAAAABo/EgA_CZx8CiI/s1600-h/ash-wednesday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qL7mI8jTbec/S32zJFT2rdI/AAAAAAAAABo/EgA_CZx8CiI/s320/ash-wednesday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439700893559074258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not a big time prophet or something but since its the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;season of lent&lt;/span&gt; started I thought it would be wonderful to write what I feel about it.  Well the season of lent kick-started off with the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ash Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; which was on 17th feb.  Ash Wednesday if u didn’t know, is the day which basically reminds all the christians that our bodies were created from soil and would return back to the soil when we die.&lt;br /&gt;Christians all around the world, during the season of lent, pledge to eat vegetarian food till easter sunday.  Different sects got different views on this.  Some just follow one day per week lent,  some don’t eat any non-veg items including egg for the whole lent season,  some just avoid meat items but can eat fish and egg.  Well whatever church u follow or belief u have…Follow it… coz this is the rule one, the eating rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this time many people turn extra-religious and promise god lot of things like going to church everyday or saying prayers like way of the cross with family everyday or  honouring the day of sabbath.  Basically some rules which we don’t usually follow in our daily life but gives us a motivation feeling during the season of lent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For most of the people it is the time to make our and ask god pardon for all our sins.  So people sit down think of all the sins that they commit and then take it down on a piece of paper or memorize it (whichever is convenient) and then make their confessions.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qL7mI8jTbec/S32zT1AegFI/AAAAAAAAABw/_fFJTTvUT8g/s1600-h/usa-pope-lent-2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qL7mI8jTbec/S32zT1AegFI/AAAAAAAAABw/_fFJTTvUT8g/s320/usa-pope-lent-2008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439701078161391698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now comes the million dollar question... “Is this what lent is all about???”  Well I agree the above things are important during lent but there’s an equally important part of lent which many of us forget to consider or forget to follow. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Well I’m not going to keep the suspense…The part of lent people keeps forgetting to do is to look at our ownself.  Well many may argue here that when we confess and repent we look onto our own self right?  Well I have a question to them…”is ur life just filled sins and there’s nothing other than that in your life??”  In this fast moving world v basically forget to think about our own self.  For many when it comes to thinking about oneself all they can think of is their sucesses and failures, for many its their sin, for many its their family background etc. Well these things are just shadows of your real self.  They grow and shrink as time changes.   You can never classify these things as your real self.  Well thinking about them will help you get a rough idea about your own self but still its just a vague picture.  It would be like trying to draw ur face by looking at the shadows cast by  your head.&lt;br /&gt;Then what actually defines who u are??? Little bit confusing there… I know… Well why don’t you mentally answer some few questions given below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What’s your name? Age, Sex, Location???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height?? Weight?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likes and Dislikes??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite food??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hobbies??Interests??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Role model and why do you like him or her??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strengths and weakness??How have they affected your life??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have you done to improve your strengths??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you do anything to work on your weaknesses??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your aims in 5 years , 10yrs 15yrs….???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How closer are you in achieving your aims??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think will help you achieve your aims??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think will stop you achieving your aims??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your philosophy about life??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are there instances when you went against your own philosophy?  If so under what circumstances??  Do you wish to upgrade your philosophy or stick with it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are there instances when you tried to hide your real self and put up an imposter infront of others?  If so in what circumstances and infront of whom?  What did feel insulting about yourself that you didn’t want others to see?  Were there situations in which bad experiences have happened when you showed your real self??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine you were another person whom you met somewhere like school or college would you like the person to be part of your friends circle or your gang??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you indebted to anyone or do you have anger towards anyone??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if you have answered these many questions then you know a little about yourself.  Then again, there are lot more questions you can ask to yourself to know more.  In the bible it is written than we were created in the image of god.  That means to find god or know more about him, the first place to look for is not in some church or some holy place but inside your own self.  The more we know about ourself the more we know about the god who created us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets add “looking at ourselves” into our lent routines and find out more about ourselves and our god.  Let the ignorant self die during this lent season and let us ressurect into a new life, a more conscious life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/790761644991149432-2562171313176787552?l=notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2562171313176787552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com/2010/02/real-season-of-lent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/790761644991149432/posts/default/2562171313176787552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/790761644991149432/posts/default/2562171313176787552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com/2010/02/real-season-of-lent.html' title='THE REAL SEASON OF LENT'/><author><name>Not some big time writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844196025301838260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qL7mI8jTbec/S32zJFT2rdI/AAAAAAAAABo/EgA_CZx8CiI/s72-c/ash-wednesday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-790761644991149432.post-3156843512203618352</id><published>2010-01-28T18:42:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T18:47:52.390-03:00</updated><title type='text'>If Anyone's Actually Reading Through Ma Blog....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qL7mI8jTbec/S2IE1irbhvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/69B7z4u-dSo/s1600-h/under-construction1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qL7mI8jTbec/S2IE1irbhvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/69B7z4u-dSo/s320/under-construction1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431909418450781938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well i hate tell u this but it is what it is... Lot of topics in the head...Too little info on every thing.... well I think this is just a part of blogging ..... hmmm... Will be back as soon as I get at least one topic done....so...peace...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/790761644991149432-3156843512203618352?l=notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3156843512203618352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-anyones-actually-reading-through-ma.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/790761644991149432/posts/default/3156843512203618352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/790761644991149432/posts/default/3156843512203618352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-anyones-actually-reading-through-ma.html' title='If Anyone&apos;s Actually Reading Through Ma Blog....'/><author><name>Not some big time writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844196025301838260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qL7mI8jTbec/S2IE1irbhvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/69B7z4u-dSo/s72-c/under-construction1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-790761644991149432.post-225788227657051411</id><published>2010-01-28T18:23:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T18:41:22.936-03:00</updated><title type='text'>HANGOVER!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qL7mI8jTbec/S2IBTn-GbVI/AAAAAAAAABI/mtE98Cm3Z5o/s1600-h/Hangoverposter09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 308px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qL7mI8jTbec/S2IBTn-GbVI/AAAAAAAAABI/mtE98Cm3Z5o/s320/Hangoverposter09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431905537220832594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most amazing movies I have ever seen and kinda takes you back to the time when u first blacked out (if it isn't very common).  This movie is about four friends who travel to Las Vegas to spend a bachelor's party.  The next day morning they wake up to a lot of unexpected things.  &lt;br /&gt;1) The bridegroom is missing.&lt;br /&gt;2) There's a tiger in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;3) There's a baby in the cupboard.&lt;br /&gt;4) The house is a big mess.&lt;br /&gt;5) Their car has disappeared and there is cop car in its place.&lt;br /&gt;... and lots more... and none of them actually remember anything... Its kinda gives u guys a shitty feeling isn't?? yeah tats wht this  movie is about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Hangover_%28film%29"&gt;HANGOVER&lt;/a&gt; is directed by Todd Phillips, written by Jon Lucas &amp; Scott Moore and produced by Phillips and Daniel Goldberg. The film was produced by Legendary Pictures for Warner Bros. Pictures. It stars Bradley Cooper, Ed Helms, Zach Galifianakis, Justin Bartha, and Heather Graham. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys need to watch this movie.  Its amazing....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/790761644991149432-225788227657051411?l=notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/225788227657051411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com/2010/01/hangover.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/790761644991149432/posts/default/225788227657051411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/790761644991149432/posts/default/225788227657051411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com/2010/01/hangover.html' title='HANGOVER!!!'/><author><name>Not some big time writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844196025301838260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qL7mI8jTbec/S2IBTn-GbVI/AAAAAAAAABI/mtE98Cm3Z5o/s72-c/Hangoverposter09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-790761644991149432.post-5689192029246512390</id><published>2010-01-16T05:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T06:06:30.427-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Naruto - The Best Anime Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qL7mI8jTbec/S1F_41A2u3I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Sx7kJw8s5Go/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qL7mI8jTbec/S1F_41A2u3I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Sx7kJw8s5Go/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427259640238226290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned in the previous post my favorite Japanese anime series is Naruto and I’m addicted to it more than how Jack Sparrow is addicted to rum.  Naruto starts off with a monster named Kyubi attacking a village named Konoha.  One of the military leaders of Konoha(the 4th hokage) seals the monster in a life and death battle, inside a newborn kid named Uzumaki Naruto whose origin is unknown.  The kid then grows up and the entire village hates him as they all fear the monster that is sealed in him.  The first part or season talks about his life in his childhood and how he makes friends.  The first season ends up Uzumaki Naruto leaving the village with Jiraya(one of the third hokage’s students) to become powerful so as to save his best friend Uchiha Sasuke who joins Orochimaru(an exiled ninja and a student of the 3rd hokage) and also to become the future Hokage of Konoha.  In the second part or season Naruto shippudden, Uzumaki Naruto returns to Konoha after 2 1/2 years.  Naruto and his friends are teenagers and they are all improved and powerful with a lot of abilities.  All of them become chunnins expect Uzumaki Naruto who still remains a genin because he wasn’t in the village for 2 1/2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qL7mI8jTbec/S1F_WRTDDlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jltnxPNxHl8/s1600-h/naruto+artbook+-+poster1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qL7mI8jTbec/S1F_WRTDDlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jltnxPNxHl8/s320/naruto+artbook+-+poster1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427259046535302738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The main reason for why the series is a success is its awesome story line credited to Masashi Kishimoto..  The story keeps taking a lot of twists and turns which keeps the viewers more and more addicted to it.  Naruto, even if its filled with lot of fights and violence, has being addictive to the ladies because it gets too senti at times and you may even find men crying most of the time.  The graphics isn’t that great and many viewers have complained about graphics becoming worse in Naruto shippuden series.  The only repelling thing in Naruto series is the fillers and they are filled with lot of senti and repeated dialogues and dragging scenes.  Some fillers are totally unbearable and my personal advice is not to watch these fillers.  In spite of all this, naruto viewers have grown in large numbers, especially after the launch of Naruto Shippudden, and, will continue to grow in the following episodes. &lt;br /&gt;You can find the all the manga chapters at &lt;a href="http://www.onemanga.com/Naruto"&gt;http://www.onemanga.com/Naruto&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can download all the episodes of Naruto and Naruto shippudden at &lt;a href="http://www.realitylapse.com"&gt;http://www.realitylapse.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/790761644991149432-5689192029246512390?l=notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5689192029246512390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com/2010/01/naruto-best-anime-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/790761644991149432/posts/default/5689192029246512390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/790761644991149432/posts/default/5689192029246512390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com/2010/01/naruto-best-anime-ever.html' title='Naruto - The Best Anime Ever'/><author><name>Not some big time writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844196025301838260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qL7mI8jTbec/S1F_41A2u3I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Sx7kJw8s5Go/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-790761644991149432.post-8499097290866224784</id><published>2010-01-12T18:46:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T06:20:05.043-03:00</updated><title type='text'>TURN UR WEAKNESS INTO UR GREATEST STRENGTH</title><content type='html'>This is a kind of phrase which we would have come across a numerous times.  It is very common in Japanese anime and also in Chinese martial arts movies.  But what does this phrase actually mean???  Its kind of confusing right??? How the hell can you turn your greatest weakness into your greatest strengths??? &lt;br /&gt;Everyone’s got weaknesses.  Many are attracted towards money, some are attracted toward sex, women, power, alcohol, drugs…. Chocolates, other food items….etc… the list goes on.  All these things gives us a lot of enjoyment but also at the same time have some negative aspects connected with it.  We often spend most of our time and effort in stopping ourselves from going behind these weaknesses but most of the time the success is just temporary and we find ourselves more addicted to the weakness than before.  Now how can we convert this weakness into our greatest strength??? &lt;br /&gt;Let me talk about my own weakness.  I am an ardent fan of Japanese anime “NARUTO”.  I have seen the previous episodes over a million times.  I am so addicted to it in such a way that I sometimes just wished the week would fly by for the next Saturday so that I could read the new manga (comic) and watch the new episode.  The series did cripple a lot especially sometimes when I wake up instead of brushing my teeth and having breakfast I open up my laptop and start watching naruto.  Sometimes I just spoil my entire weekend staying at room and watching naruto.  Many at times I tried stopping naruto and also tried getting addicted to other animes but naruto just kept pulling me back. &lt;br /&gt;It was just recently when I figured out a way to use naruto as a bribe for my own self.  Since I’m jobless at present I started eating more and due to lack of exercise I started becoming fat.  So I decided to start jogging daily about 5kms (for many of you it might be less but for a lazy guy like me it’s a little too much). But as usual started getting lazy and used to stop myself after jogging some 1 round (hardly 400m).  Then one day I said to myself “If I’m able to jog 5 rounds. today, then I’ll watch 2 episodes of naruto or else I won’t watch anything”.  I couldn’t believe it.  It actually worked and I jogged for about 8 rounds.  This is how the magic of your weakness actually works.  Everyone’s got weakness and its very difficult to fight them.  Then why fight them when you can actually use them for achieving your targets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/790761644991149432-8499097290866224784?l=notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8499097290866224784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com/2010/01/turn-ur-weakness-into-ur-greatest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/790761644991149432/posts/default/8499097290866224784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/790761644991149432/posts/default/8499097290866224784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com/2010/01/turn-ur-weakness-into-ur-greatest.html' title='TURN UR WEAKNESS INTO UR GREATEST STRENGTH'/><author><name>Not some big time writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844196025301838260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-790761644991149432.post-3707195346212173404</id><published>2010-01-12T18:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T18:27:10.039-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bhagat Singh's last petition</title><content type='html'>To &lt;br /&gt;The Punjab Governor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir, &lt;br /&gt;With due respect we beg to bring to your kind notice the following: &lt;br /&gt;That we were sentenced to death on 7th October 1930 by a British Court, L.C.C Tribunal, constituted under the Sp. Lahore Conspiracy Case Ordinance, promulgated by the H.E. The Viceroy, the Head of the British Government of India, and that the main charge against us was that of having waged war against H.M. King George, the King of England. &lt;br /&gt;The above-mentioned finding of the Court pre-supposed two things: &lt;br /&gt;Firstly, that there exists a state of war between the British Nation and the Indian Nation and, secondly, that we had actually participated in that war and were therefore war prisoners. &lt;br /&gt;The second pre-supposition seems to be a little bit flattering, but nevertheless it is too tempting to resist the desire of acquiescing in it. &lt;br /&gt;As regards the first, we are constrained to go into some detail. Apparently there seems to be no such war as the phrase indicates. Nevertheless, please allow us to accept the validity of the pre-supposition taking it at its face value. But in order to be correctly understood we must explain it further. Let us declare that the state of war does exist and shall exist so long as the Indian toiling masses and the natural resources are being exploited by a handful of parasites. They may be purely British Capitalist or mixed British and Indian or even purely Indian. They may be carrying on their insidious exploitation through mixed or even on purely Indian bureaucratic apparatus. All these things make no difference. No matter, if your Government tries and succeeds in winning over the leaders of the upper strata of the Indian Society through petty concessions and compromises and thereby cause a temporary demoralization in the main body of the forces. No matter, if once again the vanguard of the Indian movement, the Revolutionary Party, finds itself deserted in the thick of the war. No matter if the leaders to whom personally we are much indebted for the sympathy and feelings they expressed for us, but nevertheless we cannot overlook the fact that they did become so callous as to ignore and not to make a mention in the peace negotiation of even the homeless, friendless and penniless of female workers who are alleged to be belonging to the vanguard and whom the leaders consider to be enemies of their utopian non-violent cult which has already become a thing of the past; the heroines who had ungrudgingly sacrificed or offered for sacrifice their husbands, brothers, and all that were nearest and dearest to them, including themselves, whom your government has declared to be outlaws. No matter, it your agents stoop so low as to fabricate baseless calumnies against their spotless characters to damage their and their party's reputation. The war shall continue. &lt;br /&gt;It may assume different shapes at different times. It may become now open, now hidden, now purely agitational, now fierce life and death struggle. The choice of the course, whether bloody or comparatively peaceful, which it should adopt rests with you. Choose whichever you like. But that war shall be incessantly waged without taking into consideration the petty (illegible) and the meaningless ethical ideologies. It shall be waged ever with new vigour, greater audacity and unflinching determination till the Socialist Republic is established and the present social order is completely replaced by a new social order, based on social prosperity and thus every sort of exploitation is put an end to and the humanity is ushered into the era of genuine and permanent peace. In the very near future the final battle shall be fought and final settlement arrived at. &lt;br /&gt;The days of capitalist and imperialist exploitation are numbered. The war neither began with us nor is it going to end with our lives. It is the inevitable consequence of the historic events and the existing environments. Our humble sacrifices shall be only a link in the chain that has very accurately been beautified by the unparalleled sacrifice of Mr. Das and most tragic but noblest sacrifice of Comrade Bhagawati Charan and the glorious death of our dear warrior Azad. &lt;br /&gt;As to the question of our fates, please allow us to say that when you have decided to put us to death, you will certainly do it. You have got the power in your hands and the power is the greatest justification in this world. We know that the maxim "Might is right" serves as your guiding motto. The whole of our trial was just a proof of that. We wanted to point out that according to the verdict of your court we had waged war and were therefore war prisoners. And we claim to be treated as such, i.e., we claim to be shot dead instead of to be hanged. It rests with you to prove that you really meant what your court has said. &lt;br /&gt;We request and hope that you will very kindly order the military department to send its detachment to perform our execution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours' &lt;br /&gt;BHAGAT SINGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna read more of Bhagat singh's letter visit &lt;a href="http://www.shahidbhagatsingh.org/index.asp?linkid=6"&gt;http://www.shahidbhagatsingh.org/index.asp?linkid=6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/790761644991149432-3707195346212173404?l=notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3707195346212173404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com/2010/01/bhagat-singhs-last-petition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/790761644991149432/posts/default/3707195346212173404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/790761644991149432/posts/default/3707195346212173404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com/2010/01/bhagat-singhs-last-petition.html' title='Bhagat Singh&apos;s last petition'/><author><name>Not some big time writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844196025301838260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-790761644991149432.post-7313562440388313260</id><published>2010-01-05T18:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T18:21:19.499-03:00</updated><title type='text'>An incident from the past....</title><content type='html'>Today I thought I'll just write about a comedy incident from the past.  I guess I was about 7 to 8 years old when this happened.  It was about two in the morning and the entire family was asleep.  I got up from the bed in sleep, walked all the way to my parents bedroom.  I entered the room and punched my dad on the face and walked back all the way to my room and slept.  Next day when my parents concerned about my dream.  As usual my dreams when i was a kid were filled guns and bullets and people dying and me beating up villains or getting beaten up.  But i don't remember a dream in which my dad became a villain......  Sleepwalking is a strange thing isn't it.  The only that I don't understand is how the hell did I walk through the house with my eyes closed and not bumping into anything... or was my eyes actually closed... or did I bump into something.... aaaaarrhhhh... I don't remember....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/790761644991149432-7313562440388313260?l=notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7313562440388313260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com/2010/01/incident-from-past.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/790761644991149432/posts/default/7313562440388313260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/790761644991149432/posts/default/7313562440388313260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsomebigtimewriter.blogspot.com/2010/01/incident-from-past.html' title='An incident from the past....'/><author><name>Not some big time writer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844196025301838260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-790761644991149432.post-4177336516655133529</id><published>2010-01-04T07:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T07:32:07.563-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Well what's this blog all about???</title><content type='html'>Well what's this blog all about??? umph... lets see... Before I start answering that question I'll tell the history behind the blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the times when you are online and got nothing to do especially when you are saturated with orkutting, facebook and other stuffs, you turn towards blogging.  Thats my story.  So I went ahead and created this blog. Then was the difficult part "putting something up on the blog".  I scratched my head for hours trying to figure out a topic for my blog but couldn't think of anything good.  At last I decided to steal off some topics from my friends' blogs.  I read through all of them but couldn't find a good topic.  Then I decided to google some interesting blogs but all of them looked uninteresting.  I finally gave up and started watching one of my favourite sitcoms "Seinfeld".  The Seinfeld episode where "George and Jerry goes to NBC to work on a new show".. That gave me the idea.  You guys would know what I'm arriving to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog's is a blog about Nothing.  It may also have arbid topic which might contradict with one another. Yes... This was the perfect idea "A blog with no tags... 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