<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372371103409777808</id><updated>2009-11-12T15:02:28.055+05:30</updated><title type='text'>POTO FUNTHESYS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>SHaIK mOHAMMED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364114362607689097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>131</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372371103409777808.post-975235868510586801</id><published>2009-07-05T19:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-05T19:03:43.906+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FYODOR DOSTOEVSKI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novel'/><title type='text'>FYODOR DOSTOEVSKI - 2</title><content type='html'>They published his novel, The Insulted and Insulted and Injured (1861), his disguised prison reminiscences; The House of the Dead (1862); and two powerful tales, an unpleasant Predicament (1862) and Note from the Underground (1864). These works helped establish his importance as a novelist, and he even toured Western Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His wife died in 1864, and the magazine that was under Dostoevski’s management failed. He assumed all the debts incurred and also undertook to support his deceased brother’s family and his own stepson. In 1867, he married the stenographer whom he had employed in order to meet a deadline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1866, he published two novels, The Gambler and Crime and Punishment. The latter was the first of the great works of fiction that earned him a worldwide reputation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372371103409777808-975235868510586801?l=smakeme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/feeds/975235868510586801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372371103409777808&amp;postID=975235868510586801' title='54 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/975235868510586801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/975235868510586801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/2009/07/fyodor-dostoevski-2.html' title='FYODOR DOSTOEVSKI - 2'/><author><name>SHaIK mOHAMMED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364114362607689097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07354151940518530618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>54</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372371103409777808.post-484800743394165271</id><published>2009-07-05T19:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-05T19:03:05.636+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FYODOR DOSTOEVSKI'/><title type='text'>FYODOR DOSTOEVSKI</title><content type='html'>Tense with passionate drama, built on complex plots in which crime plays a prominent part; his sprawling novels derive much of their incorporation of his ideas about ethics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was at work on a full-sized novel when, early in May 1849, he was arrested and subsequently brought to trial on the charge of having been involved in a subversive organization. Dostoevski was sentenced to four years hard labor in Siberia, and while there, he married the widow of a minor Siberian official.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the couple was allowed to return to the capital, he took up his pen again, writing fiction and working for two short lived monthlies, published by his brother and edited by him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372371103409777808-484800743394165271?l=smakeme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/feeds/484800743394165271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372371103409777808&amp;postID=484800743394165271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/484800743394165271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/484800743394165271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/2009/07/fyodor-dostoevski.html' title='FYODOR DOSTOEVSKI'/><author><name>SHaIK mOHAMMED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364114362607689097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07354151940518530618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372371103409777808.post-7657371424544349390</id><published>2009-04-29T00:33:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:35:04.153+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ice and eyes…</title><content type='html'>The eyes are one of the most important organs in our body. Every organ is important in fact. But eyes are always special. It is the organ that opens the very world for us. Without eyes, no poem, no love, no dream would take place.&lt;br /&gt;There are exceptions that do wonders without eye sight. I am here talking about normal human being with the average DNA code. If we lose our eyes, all the sensory organs have to do over time job to make us fittest of the survival.&lt;br /&gt;Let us protect our eyes by keeping ice every week over it and more than that let us all donate our eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372371103409777808-7657371424544349390?l=smakeme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/feeds/7657371424544349390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372371103409777808&amp;postID=7657371424544349390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/7657371424544349390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/7657371424544349390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/2008/11/ice-and-eyes.html' title='Ice and eyes…'/><author><name>SHaIK mOHAMMED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364114362607689097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07354151940518530618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372371103409777808.post-2549281398430737922</id><published>2009-04-29T00:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:34:46.007+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Communal Violence:</title><content type='html'>Communal Violence is one which has to be completely eradicated from the world. There exists many vampires and draculas whose passion is to taste people's blood, that too ignorant people's blood.&lt;br /&gt; The best punishment to give these creatures which are worse than animal and shit is that to kill them in public. The best way to kill is, we should take the same action against them, which they took in hand for "promoting" violence against the public.&lt;br /&gt; On the whole, those who kill or gives injustice to the innocent people, has to be given the most severe punishment that exist in the world from ages. This would be the only way to stop communal violence.&lt;br /&gt; Killing an innocent human is equal to killing whole humanity. Giving life to one human is equal to giving life to whole human kind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372371103409777808-2549281398430737922?l=smakeme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/feeds/2549281398430737922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372371103409777808&amp;postID=2549281398430737922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/2549281398430737922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/2549281398430737922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/2008/11/communal-violence.html' title='Communal Violence:'/><author><name>SHaIK mOHAMMED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364114362607689097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07354151940518530618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372371103409777808.post-3459343183546264761</id><published>2009-04-29T00:30:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:32:28.655+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Now holes, no balls...</title><content type='html'>I would like to make one thing clear here. This article contains no adult content, no vulgar things and no double meanings. So perverts can skip this article. You can never get any tasty thing for your eyes or minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends asked me once when we were in our computer laboratory doing some research, "Dude, to which sex does computer mouse belong to?" I was puzzled and said "I don't know". But I was eager to know the answer. He said, "Its simple man, they are males" and he giggled. I was puzzled about this answer but still wanted some explanation for what he answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before seeing the explanation, let me clear one thing about our computer labs. Our lab contains all old systems. &lt;br /&gt;Many of the systems use Pentium III processors still. Then think about the mouse they use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the explanations... He said, "Our college mouse is males since they have ball in it". I was about to kill him that day. He escaped but. One more day, he asked me the same question but he gave a different answer. That time, all our computers were upgraded and mouse were turned as Infra red mouse. He said, “Now our mouse is females since they have holes in them". He ran after telling this. I am still searching for him...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372371103409777808-3459343183546264761?l=smakeme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/feeds/3459343183546264761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372371103409777808&amp;postID=3459343183546264761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/3459343183546264761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/3459343183546264761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/2008/10/now-holes-no-balls.html' title='Now holes, no balls...'/><author><name>SHaIK mOHAMMED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364114362607689097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07354151940518530618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372371103409777808.post-2485168161643179267</id><published>2009-04-29T00:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:32:11.439+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Pets...</title><content type='html'>Many people grow pets with them. Some people dedicate their whole life to pets. I have read in the news paper about a woman in England. She has given all her assets to a pet cat she grew with her since she had no family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people take more care to their pets. For some, pets will be more important than their own child. Some people spend thousands and thousands of dollars just to take care of the pet and for the food for the pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate their care and efforts towards the pet. At the same time, we are supposed to think on one issue. Let it be a dog or cat or what ever, they can eat in any place. In one place or the other, some how they will get managed to eat and survive. They can even survive in garbage bins and in undergrounds. Just think about human. Man cannot live in undergrounds and in garbage bins. He cannot eat from the wastes in garbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people are ready to give hands for animals. But no heart is ready to love a human. Spread your hearts to love human kind more than anything in the world. Adopt a child or more than one child and give life and prove that love never fails and dies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372371103409777808-2485168161643179267?l=smakeme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/feeds/2485168161643179267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372371103409777808&amp;postID=2485168161643179267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/2485168161643179267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/2485168161643179267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/2008/10/pets.html' title='Pets...'/><author><name>SHaIK mOHAMMED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364114362607689097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07354151940518530618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372371103409777808.post-6299034231143330176</id><published>2009-04-29T00:05:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:29:25.399+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Business…</title><content type='html'>Not all the people can run a business successively. We all think that doing a business is an easy job. It is the toughest job and I realized this fact very recently. To run a business one has to face a lot of obstacles and have to fight hard to achieve his target. My friend entered the business field recently and really fighting to the core to succeed. I wish him the great success in his life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372371103409777808-6299034231143330176?l=smakeme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/feeds/6299034231143330176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372371103409777808&amp;postID=6299034231143330176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/6299034231143330176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/6299034231143330176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/2008/10/business.html' title='Business…'/><author><name>SHaIK mOHAMMED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364114362607689097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07354151940518530618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372371103409777808.post-2590775730083155840</id><published>2009-04-29T00:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:29:10.690+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Pornography...</title><content type='html'>In the wire free world, people are getting everything and anything for free. That too with free of cost and free of time. This makes people go without controls and do any stuff which he or she wants to do. There is no one to question or guide or control them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the prime reason for the rise of pornography in all the medium. Pornography is the biggest business in internet media and other media. People had to be taught about the effects and causes of it and we have to save the young minds from perversion and diversion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we don't do it today, then we have to lose all our children, grand children tomorrow. So let us unite and fight against this evil and crime. Let us unite hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall we?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372371103409777808-2590775730083155840?l=smakeme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/feeds/2590775730083155840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372371103409777808&amp;postID=2590775730083155840' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/2590775730083155840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/2590775730083155840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/2008/10/pornography.html' title='Pornography...'/><author><name>SHaIK mOHAMMED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364114362607689097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07354151940518530618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372371103409777808.post-6642610466944892020</id><published>2009-04-28T23:56:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:27:46.832+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ghost in my room...</title><content type='html'>When I was 10 years old, I saw a scary ghost movie in TV. The ghost that kills so many people in the movie remained in my mind even after the movie got over. I went to bed late night that day and I started hearing some weird noise out side my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It seems there was some one standing out side my room. I got a scary feel that the ghost which, saw in the movie arrived in my house to kill me. Though the air conditioner in my room exhibited18 degree Celsius air. I sweat like anything that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I closed my eyes tightly and I got up only the next morning. The next day I got the reason for the weird sound. &lt;br /&gt;My brother was watching some horror movie in his PC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372371103409777808-6642610466944892020?l=smakeme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/feeds/6642610466944892020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372371103409777808&amp;postID=6642610466944892020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/6642610466944892020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/6642610466944892020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/2008/11/ghost-in-my-room.html' title='Ghost in my room...'/><author><name>SHaIK mOHAMMED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364114362607689097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07354151940518530618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372371103409777808.post-5037021161371990315</id><published>2009-04-28T23:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:04:09.146+05:30</updated><title type='text'>interest... not interested...</title><content type='html'>To day the world is burning because of the economic crisis every where. So soon employment crisis will affect people's life. There are many reasons for the economic crisis. One of the prime reasons is interest. Interests are nothing but blood and life sucker.&lt;br /&gt; Interest might give a feel like the economic booming. But in reality, it destroys the whole economical situation of any corporation or country. The gap between rich and poor will become big if interest in followed in economic.&lt;br /&gt;In short, we can say, the rich becomes richer and poor becomes poorer all because of interest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372371103409777808-5037021161371990315?l=smakeme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/feeds/5037021161371990315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372371103409777808&amp;postID=5037021161371990315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/5037021161371990315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/5037021161371990315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/2008/11/interest-not-interested.html' title='interest... not interested...'/><author><name>SHaIK mOHAMMED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364114362607689097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07354151940518530618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372371103409777808.post-8315024206702799642</id><published>2009-04-28T23:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-28T23:54:26.542+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>Saint...</title><content type='html'>Once a saint was asked whether he wants to go to the forest or the country. The saint smiled and replied, "I would like to go to the forest". The saint's disciples got confused by these answers but were afraid to ask him the reason for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courageously one young guy got up and posed the question, "What’s the reason master?"&lt;br /&gt;The saint dropped out a calm smile. He turned his face towards the young student. He paused for a while and replied, "In forest we can see wild animals like lion, tiger, snake etc, and there are soft natured wild animals like rabbit, deer etc. A lion always behaves like a lion and a deer always behaves like a deer. No one will change its basic nature at any time and at any cost. So, when I see a lion, I can get prepared for what to do and what not to do and I can behave according to that. The same thing for rabbit etc”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If I go to a country, all humans’ looks alike but each one have different character. Soma has character of the lion, some with snake’s character. But on seeing them they look like humans. We can't find the dangers hidden inside them just by seeing or being with them for a while. So forest is better than country” said the saint.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372371103409777808-8315024206702799642?l=smakeme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/feeds/8315024206702799642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372371103409777808&amp;postID=8315024206702799642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/8315024206702799642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/8315024206702799642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/2008/10/saint.html' title='Saint...'/><author><name>SHaIK mOHAMMED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364114362607689097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07354151940518530618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372371103409777808.post-3689684027922952421</id><published>2009-04-28T23:50:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-28T23:54:45.696+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wishes...</title><content type='html'>Every one in the world will have wishes. There will not be any man who lives without any wishes. In some person's world, they will have some wishes. I am a person who has a world full of wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right from my childhood, I have been wishing many things. Fortunately, I have got everything I would like to have in my life. The reason behind this is God's mercy on me and the belief, confidence I had with the wishes I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wish may be smaller than an atom or bigger than a fat dinosaur or godzilla or say bigger than the size of asia, the biggest continent in the world. I will have the strongest confidence in it and I believe that I will achieve what I believe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has helped me a lot in many times. Many people have denied and refused my beliefs lot a time. But I did not lose my faith in my beliefs and so I tasted the victory lot of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that this victory will continue for long time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372371103409777808-3689684027922952421?l=smakeme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/feeds/3689684027922952421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372371103409777808&amp;postID=3689684027922952421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/3689684027922952421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/3689684027922952421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/2008/11/wishes.html' title='Wishes...'/><author><name>SHaIK mOHAMMED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364114362607689097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07354151940518530618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372371103409777808.post-348101667738728211</id><published>2009-04-28T23:40:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-28T23:51:21.953+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Philosophy</title><content type='html'>I heard a song from a south Indian Movie. It is a musicals movie. The song was a philosophy based say. I liked the lyric very much. Here is the translation of the lyrics. "There exists only one king (God Almighty), Rest all are his servants. Those who waste their time thinking about fate and ill fate are fools and those who win their fate are cruel. What’s the need of weapons to win the earth? What’s the need of axe to pick a flower? Let it be Gold or world what’s the need of wars? If you are free of greedy, then the universe will be yours. Grave wants to win man, man wants to win grave. It is the grave that wins the race. But our mind is the one that denies the race. If you have little money in your hand, you are its master. If you have so much money that can even make you drown into it, then it is your master. Understand the truth of life. Give it a dive to strive. Awesome isn’t it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372371103409777808-348101667738728211?l=smakeme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/feeds/348101667738728211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372371103409777808&amp;postID=348101667738728211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/348101667738728211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/348101667738728211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/2008/10/philosophy.html' title='Philosophy'/><author><name>SHaIK mOHAMMED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364114362607689097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07354151940518530618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372371103409777808.post-2947215689407740953</id><published>2009-04-28T23:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-28T23:50:35.616+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>I and PQT</title><content type='html'>I am an engineer. I am an engineer NOW. The latter will be more appropriate than the former. I am a computer engineer it seems. That’s what Anna University says in its course certificate. I finished (ufff...) my engineering course in crescent engineering college, a very well known college in Chennai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, the Anna university engineering students have 6 to 9 subjects for every semester and we have 8 semesters totally. Among the subjects we studied (lol); there are few subjects which passes fast like a cloud. Some subjects stick with us like clay. This is because, engineering students love few subjects and on the other hand, some sujects love engineering students. Cloud is the former and the latter is the clay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the subject loves the student very much, it wont leave them at all and wants to stay with them through out their life (college life at least). PQT is one among them.&lt;br /&gt;Probability and queuing theory (random process for some) is the paper which loved almost all the engineering students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time when the exam time table comes, students get keen about the date for PQT. Pupil cancels all their dates and get ready for pqt date. Every time when we write the exam, it becomes like we are filing a case to divorce pqt from our life. But luckily PQT wins the case and stays with us for one more semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had PQT in my 4th semester and I stayed till my end of the college life. I wrote it for 5 times and still it stayed with me since it had a crush on me. The last semester came and I was carrying PQT yet. We were put into high pressure and tension. We have to give out our best shot and hit it away. It was like a do or better die situation. I searched for some one who can help me in preparing the subject. No one was ready. I have got a very good friend of mine, called Naveed. He is a born genius I would say. Even he carried the paper and suggested me for a combined night study. I was very happy that Naveed was ready to help me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed in one of our friend’s house. He was actually getting ready to prepare on that night. I suggested him for a nap. He had no other go and so accepted. We didn't have a nap but deep sleep. When we woke up it was 10.30 am the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our night study got screwed because of my suggestion. We were running back to our homes as we had pqt the next day. The question paper was completely confusing as usual. Since we had one more exam in the afternoon, we were not even able to celebrate our sadness that we didn't do well PQT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the exams got over and we were in our last vacation in our life. One fine Friday morning the result got released. I was not able to access net and so asked few of my friends to check my result. When I heard the word "result released", my mind instantly thought about "what would happen for PQT?" I dint think about any other subject’s results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a deal with my friends that, if I had cleared all the papers, they can call me. Otherwise they should not. I will understand that I screwed my life. I was waiting for the results and I was able to feel that my body's temperature was rising. The phone rang, and it was my friend. I attended the call. He asked with a low voice, "Macha what is MA1252 da?" I understood. But to give answer to his million dollar question, I said, "PQT macha". "Macha you didn't clear PQT da", he replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt as if I was thrown into hell fire. Not only me but most of my friends got arrear in PQT. PQT alone, in fact. I didn't do anything. Simply sitting for the whole day regretting for the mistakes which I have done from childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have applied for re-evaluation with no hope. When I went back to college, I felt as if I was entering nude. Some how I applied for re-val. Some people advised, I advised my juniors, some people gave hope. All these got over that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to my native for a business project. I started thinking about alternatives for bread and butter since I lost hope in BE. I cannot be a BE any more. This is what filled my mind. Luckily the business project gave me a shift to my mind and I slowly started forgetting PQT. One fine evening I got a sms that re-val results have come.&lt;br /&gt;Again I asked same friends, same deal. One of my friends who applied for re-val checked his results and he didn't cleared. He studies better than me. I lost hope and was damn sure that I screwed my own a**. After a while, my mobile rang. My friend was on call and said, "Macha congrats, you are an engineer now. You have cleared PQT".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372371103409777808-2947215689407740953?l=smakeme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/feeds/2947215689407740953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372371103409777808&amp;postID=2947215689407740953' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/2947215689407740953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/2947215689407740953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-and-pqt.html' title='I and PQT'/><author><name>SHaIK mOHAMMED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364114362607689097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07354151940518530618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372371103409777808.post-4940574984774690455</id><published>2009-04-28T23:36:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-28T23:50:18.362+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>Sujatha...</title><content type='html'>Sujatha, for some this name refers to a singer, for some a (!) wife, for some, someone. For me, the word sujatha gives a sweet memory about two people. One is my favorite writer. Almost 80 percent of Tamil people know about this writer and there are better people to talk about him. He is no more in this world now and we miss him a lot every day.&lt;br /&gt;This article is about the second sujatha of my life. She is actually the first sujatha who crossed in my life. She was a breeze in my life. Let me tell you our story, which has not been revealed ever at any place, any time.&lt;br /&gt;It was a Friday, I still remember. We were getting ready for the week end holidays. I was in my class. Some red saree teacher was teaching some crap and was bugging us to take a note on it. I, as usual made a mistake and I was searching for an eraser, in my friend's bag. He, as usual didn't bring and so I checked my bag. I am no exception. My bag hasn’t carried an eraser in its life.&lt;br /&gt;I was asking my class mates for eraser. No bugger helped me out. At that time, a helping hand came near me. It was sujatha. She gave me the eraser. I used it and said "thanks". She replied with a "no mention". I interpreted the "no mention" as "why thanks and all between hubby and honey?"&lt;br /&gt;I felt thousand sparks deep inside my heart as she replied to me. We (I, actually) became friends after that 27 seconds relationship. The next two days went as if they were two centuries (theory of relativity). For the first time in my life, I was keenly waiting for the Monday to come. Till today that was the only Monday I have waited for it to come.&lt;br /&gt;I have prepared to ask for many things like (can you give me your, this, that etc., heart at last) in the two days. The Monday came; I went so early to class expecting her to come early. I waited for the whole day, she didn't come. I waited for the next day too; the whole week in fact. She never came to class after that. I don't know what happened.&lt;br /&gt;I was not able to meet her at all till this very second. I should have gone to her home the next day itself. I was not able to do because of two reasons. One is I don't know where her home is and the second reason is, no parent will allow their LKG kid to go out alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372371103409777808-4940574984774690455?l=smakeme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/feeds/4940574984774690455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372371103409777808&amp;postID=4940574984774690455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/4940574984774690455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/4940574984774690455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/2008/09/sujatha.html' title='Sujatha...'/><author><name>SHaIK mOHAMMED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364114362607689097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07354151940518530618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372371103409777808.post-235972776436603025</id><published>2009-04-28T23:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-28T23:44:29.580+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Writing...</title><content type='html'>Writing was never a tough task for me. Many of my friends wonder about my skills to write a lot about many things. Writing, according to me is not a big deal at all. I do read a lot of books and the topics they cover is wide. Really wide. So normally I have few opinions about everything which a normal human being crosses in his or her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have got writing skill right from my birth I guess. I have been writing for more than ten years. My first writing started when I wasin my sixth grade. That was a poem that praises my mother toungue. After that I have written many poems. My first article was about my whole family. I have given a description about every entity in my family. Everyone enjoyed the article a lot and I guess thats where I literally started loving to write. Once my articles achieved fame, I have not looked back then. I keep on writing every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not live without 5 things. Oxygen, Water, Food, Books and Writing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372371103409777808-235972776436603025?l=smakeme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/feeds/235972776436603025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372371103409777808&amp;postID=235972776436603025' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/235972776436603025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/235972776436603025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/2008/10/writing.html' title='Writing...'/><author><name>SHaIK mOHAMMED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364114362607689097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07354151940518530618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372371103409777808.post-7223742692201198772</id><published>2009-04-27T10:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-28T23:36:11.725+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Best Ways to make your money grow:</title><content type='html'>Ask any economist from any country, no matter how many doctorates he owns, he will agree with the following methods to make your money grow. In this method, you will at least make a single penny more than what you have invested.&lt;br /&gt; If you are very sure about a company's growth, do invest in the shares of the company. If not just do the following steps. No matter which country you belong to, start buying lands and gold. The value for these two will never go down. They will stay constant, or otherwise they keep increasing.&lt;br /&gt; You check the history of the economy and other wealth, the real estate and gold price would have never met a crash. It would have gone down some day. But immediately after few hours or few days, it will again come to sustainable price. If you are really in need of making money, do this. Otherwise you can better "Watch" some sites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372371103409777808-7223742692201198772?l=smakeme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/feeds/7223742692201198772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372371103409777808&amp;postID=7223742692201198772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/7223742692201198772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/7223742692201198772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/2008/10/best-ways-to-make-your-money-grow.html' title='Best Ways to make your money grow:'/><author><name>SHaIK mOHAMMED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364114362607689097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07354151940518530618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372371103409777808.post-2267599872325623856</id><published>2009-04-27T08:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-28T23:35:58.760+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Suspense Stories:</title><content type='html'>There are many varieties in stories. Among them, sci-fi and suspense thriller always tempts me to read soon. The taste of these stories is quite different from a normal story. The requirement of a suspense story is, the author has to think a step ahead than the readers. There should be a sudden twist in the story at last and that twist should not be guessed by the reader till he/she comes to know the climax.&lt;br /&gt; I myself have tried few suspense stories. Will blog it when possible. Many people have tried writing short, shorter suspense stories. There are few shortest suspense stories available. One of them goes like this, "When the last man on earth was in a room, it was knocked". This story has taken many forms. One of them is, "When the last human on earth was in a room, it was locked". There are lots of shortest thriller stories. All you have to do is, make the people expect the unexpected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372371103409777808-2267599872325623856?l=smakeme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/feeds/2267599872325623856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372371103409777808&amp;postID=2267599872325623856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/2267599872325623856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/2267599872325623856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/2008/10/suspense-stories.html' title='Suspense Stories:'/><author><name>SHaIK mOHAMMED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364114362607689097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07354151940518530618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372371103409777808.post-8116111598641901162</id><published>2009-04-27T08:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-28T23:35:49.071+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Volcano and a doubt...</title><content type='html'>This is one of my long time doubts... There are so many volcanoes in the world. New Zealand, Japan hits the highest in having more number of volcanoes. &lt;br /&gt;Here is my doubt, what would happen if we continuously pour water into an active volcano? The emission of lava from volcano is one of the reasons of earth quakes (I guess). Why not to cool down the volcano and save earth from earth quakes? If water cools down fire, then why there are volcanoes alive under oceans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If volcanoes gives dangers to people often, then why not to give out a try to put an end to volcanoes? Even in this technology advanced age, why is it so hard to make necessary preventive measures to save people from the risks volcano explosion? I have lot more doubts to get cleared, but I don’t know whom to ask. If you are the one whom I am searching, please let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not, keep visiting my blog at least...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372371103409777808-8116111598641901162?l=smakeme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/feeds/8116111598641901162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372371103409777808&amp;postID=8116111598641901162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/8116111598641901162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/8116111598641901162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/2008/10/volcano-and-doubt.html' title='Volcano and a doubt...'/><author><name>SHaIK mOHAMMED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364114362607689097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07354151940518530618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372371103409777808.post-5057888149694374671</id><published>2009-04-26T16:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-26T16:58:45.220+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Jesus, let peace be upon him...</title><content type='html'>Jesus, some people call him as God, some people call him as son of god and few people say, he is one among god and there is lot of controversies about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Islamic perspective, Jesus let peace be upon him, is one of the messengers of God. He is neither God, nor son of God. His mother Mary (Mariam) let peace be upon her was one of the purest women of the world. Jesus’ peace be upon him birth was a miracle. He took birth without any males' intervention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was given many miracles by God, He can give life to a dead person, and he can cure blindness and many more diseases. All these happened with the mercy and help of The God Almighty. He came to the world to guide people to worship One God and to do good deeds. And yes, he will again come to earth when the Day of Judgment is near by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people mistake by taking Jesus peace be upon him as God or Son of God or one among God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us follow the truth and get rid from hell fire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372371103409777808-5057888149694374671?l=smakeme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/feeds/5057888149694374671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372371103409777808&amp;postID=5057888149694374671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/5057888149694374671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/5057888149694374671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/2008/10/jesus-let-peace-be-upon-him.html' title='Jesus, let peace be upon him...'/><author><name>SHaIK mOHAMMED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364114362607689097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07354151940518530618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372371103409777808.post-1265056497151205751</id><published>2009-04-26T16:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-26T16:59:46.632+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Democrazy:</title><content type='html'>Abraham Lincoln defined democracy as the Government of the people, by the people and for the people. But today, the democracy means government of the politicians, by the politicians and for the politicians. No government gives preferences and priorities to people. They are treated as third class citizens.&lt;br /&gt;  The rights of the people are printed in the law and constitutional books. But are not implemented in practice. Most of the governments motivate people to live in a illusion life. They make policies to keep people in laziness, craziness, cultureless life and so on like the insects that fall into lights; people fall in these traps and ultimately lose their life.&lt;br /&gt; Those who rise against this and fight against this are named as terrorists and are murdered try the government. They also name then as spy for this every countries. Is this what democracy? Crazy........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372371103409777808-1265056497151205751?l=smakeme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/feeds/1265056497151205751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372371103409777808&amp;postID=1265056497151205751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/1265056497151205751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/1265056497151205751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/2008/10/democrazy.html' title='Democrazy:'/><author><name>SHaIK mOHAMMED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364114362607689097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07354151940518530618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372371103409777808.post-5673282917175081611</id><published>2009-04-26T16:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-26T16:58:30.343+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Halwa sweet halwa...</title><content type='html'>Halwa (also called as ALWA) is a famous Indian sweet. It is very popular in a south Indian state. It is basically made of wheat, excess of ghee, sugar paste. It looks blackish brown or brownish black jelly kind of material. When we put it in our mouth, if it is a good quality halwa, then it will "dissolve" in our mouth. It will dissolve as if it is made of wax and your mouth is made of fire. It tastes very sweet and looks very oily. Since it is filled with sweet you cannot "gulp" it at a time. You can enjoy it little by little everyday. But you have to heat it every time before eating if you are going to stove it for a long time. Have Halwa for one time, you will never forget its taste in your life time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372371103409777808-5673282917175081611?l=smakeme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/feeds/5673282917175081611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372371103409777808&amp;postID=5673282917175081611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/5673282917175081611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/5673282917175081611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/2008/10/halwa-sweet-halwa.html' title='Halwa sweet halwa...'/><author><name>SHaIK mOHAMMED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364114362607689097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07354151940518530618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372371103409777808.post-6977310788278720538</id><published>2009-04-26T16:43:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-26T16:51:00.150+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bodyandmind'/><title type='text'>RELATIVE LEANNESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When people ask me how to go about getting six-pack abs, they usually start talking about all of the crunches and other exercises they spend hours every week performing without seeing any tangible results. My first response is that they most likely already have a reasonably developed set of abdominals if they’ve been training for some time.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_igvm_dfS3-I/SPFkGS5VN9I/AAAAAAAAAi0/qcUWi-CR4zI/s1600-h/abs1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_igvm_dfS3-I/SPFkGS5VN9I/AAAAAAAAAi0/qcUWi-CR4zI/s400/abs1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256092299432376274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their abs are just covered by excess body fat. That is really what people are inadvertently asking me when they ask what they need to do to get visible abs; what they really need to focus on is reducing their body fat.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_igvm_dfS3-I/SPFkGj76KMI/AAAAAAAAAi8/NzPSF2jXDQI/s1600-h/fat_people.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_igvm_dfS3-I/SPFkGj76KMI/AAAAAAAAAi8/NzPSF2jXDQI/s400/fat_people.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256092304006588610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, men need to get below 10-11% body fat to really start to see the abs,&lt;br /&gt;and women need to get below 16-19% body fat to really bring out their abs.&lt;br /&gt;However, everyone will differ depending on his or her body fat distribution. Based on&lt;br /&gt;individual body fat distribution, some people may need to get even leaner than these&lt;br /&gt;percentages to be able to see their abs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men tend to accumulate more body fat in the abdominal area, whereas women tend to&lt;br /&gt;accumulate more body fat in the hips and thighs.  If you want to figure out how much body fat you need to lose to get down to these levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many methods available to do this, but the methods that&lt;br /&gt;will be most accessible to the majority of people are the skinfold caliper method, the bioelectrical impedance method, or estimates using girth measurements of various body part circumferences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this post might be a teeny weeny itcy bitcy help to you...so my advice to you all people is&lt;br /&gt;GET A LOOK PEOPLE..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372371103409777808-6977310788278720538?l=smakeme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/feeds/6977310788278720538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372371103409777808&amp;postID=6977310788278720538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/6977310788278720538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/6977310788278720538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/2008/10/relative-leanness.html' title='RELATIVE LEANNESS'/><author><name>SHaIK mOHAMMED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364114362607689097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07354151940518530618'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_igvm_dfS3-I/SPFkGS5VN9I/AAAAAAAAAi0/qcUWi-CR4zI/s72-c/abs1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372371103409777808.post-1409247850201059733</id><published>2009-04-26T16:43:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-26T16:50:00.105+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Encryption and my lecturer...</title><content type='html'>It was during my engineering period. One of the lecturers in our computer science department handled networks subject for us. He uses "hi fi" English which makes everyone laugh. But still we control our laughs to enjoy the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Network security is an important topic in networks. To have a safe and secured communication, soft wares go for encryption and decryption. All the files, it may be a text file or a sound file or an image file or whatever; it will be encrypted to some code which can't be understood by a normal view. The encrypted text has logic for encryption and an inverse logic for decryption. The decryption logic will make sure that the encrypted file is got back to original form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The encrypted file's text sa called as "cipher text". The actual motto of the first paragraph and second paragraph lies here. Some people pronounce cipher text as sy-fer text. Some people do it as si (as in sick) fer text. Our beloved lecturer pronounces it as "kippager" text. Lot more funny pronunciations and English communications are yet to follow in this blog. Do check the updates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372371103409777808-1409247850201059733?l=smakeme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/feeds/1409247850201059733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372371103409777808&amp;postID=1409247850201059733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/1409247850201059733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/1409247850201059733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/2008/10/encryption-and-my-lecturer.html' title='Encryption and my lecturer...'/><author><name>SHaIK mOHAMMED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364114362607689097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07354151940518530618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372371103409777808.post-7397415940937303757</id><published>2009-04-26T16:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-26T16:49:31.535+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Electrical and electronics...</title><content type='html'>Wherever you go, you can find two things, one is electrical oriented stuffs and the other one is electronic oriented devices. I had a doubt about the difference between electrical field and the electronics field. I have asked many people but they didn't give me a prompt reply which satisfies my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started searching for the difference. Some people said like electrical field deals with amperes and mega amperes where as electronics works with milli amperes and micro amperes. Therefore, the usage amount of current makes the difference. This answer is true but we cannot say it as the correct answer. It may be one of the correct answers for my question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long gap, I have got an answer which is more appropriate to my question. Electrical makes the machines to run and stop. Where as electronics take the power to control the machine. I guess this would be an appropriate answer. When it comes to controlling, then its none other than electronic devices which takes care of it. It doesn't mean that we cannot control any machine using electrical devices alone. We can. But the cost for doing the work gets lesser when we use electronic devices than using electrical devices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheapness in price and compactness are the prime reasons for the success of electronics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372371103409777808-7397415940937303757?l=smakeme.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/feeds/7397415940937303757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372371103409777808&amp;postID=7397415940937303757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/7397415940937303757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372371103409777808/posts/default/7397415940937303757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smakeme.blogspot.com/2008/10/electrical-and-electronics.html' title='Electrical and electronics...'/><author><name>SHaIK mOHAMMED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02364114362607689097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07354151940518530618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>