<?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-35205177</id><updated>2011-09-30T05:32:51.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Thread Busters</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Thread Busters Inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05850982761944425899</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>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35205177.post-1188986666492373286</id><published>2009-11-14T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T07:09:05.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage season</title><content type='html'>Some of our thread busters are getting married in the next couple of weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing them all an advanced "Happy Married Life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best for a great life ahead! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35205177-1188986666492373286?l=threadbusters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/feeds/1188986666492373286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35205177&amp;postID=1188986666492373286' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/1188986666492373286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/1188986666492373286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/2009/11/marriage-season.html' title='Marriage season'/><author><name>Venkat Ramanan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15279468362629553359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35205177.post-1184067633199930405</id><published>2008-02-28T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T00:17:34.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ek  Mulaqaat !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIhmFXBcF9g/R8ZtHrU-_5I/AAAAAAAAAIc/mVWN5UMVlhc/s1600-h/sadness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171941200738844562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" height="225" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fIhmFXBcF9g/R8ZtHrU-_5I/AAAAAAAAAIc/mVWN5UMVlhc/s200/sadness.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aj main Zindagi se mili&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pareshan thi , bheed men phasi thi ..uljhi uljhi si thi&lt;br /&gt;Maathe pe uske lakeeren khichi thi mano keh rahi ho ki&lt;br /&gt;Thak gayi hoon waqt se ladte ladte .&lt;br /&gt;Saanse kuch fasi fasi si thi uski , shayd khul ke hasna chahti thi ..&lt;br /&gt;Maine rokna chaha ussey par ruki nahi who ..&lt;br /&gt;jaldi mein thi thoda ..phisalti chali gayi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usko yuh dekh ke aankh bhar aayi meri ..dam ghutne sa laga&lt;br /&gt;mai ek gehri saans ki talash mein nikal padi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aaj mai Muhabbat se mili...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muskuranyee woh mujhe dekh kar&lt;br /&gt;Par aankho mein kahi koi dard chhupa tha ..&lt;br /&gt;Shayad phir raat bhar woh soyee nahi thi !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chahre ki raunak kai sawalon mein kho gayi thi&lt;br /&gt;Waqt se shayd kahi who bhi haar chuki.thi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baar baar mujhe dekhti thi  par khamosh ho jaati thi&lt;br /&gt;Ansoo  tham chuke the shayad ya sailab abhi aana tha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bas ek muskurat thi halki si mano keh rahi ho ki ..”khush rehna “&lt;br /&gt;Uski is phiki muskurat ko mai dil mein dabaye aage badh gayee&lt;br /&gt;Jawaab dene ke liye mere pass bhi kuch nahi tha kahi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soch mein doobe kadam mere kheech le gaye kahi&lt;br /&gt;Nazar utha ke dekha to bachpan ki galiyon mein khud ko kahad paya.&lt;br /&gt;Waqt bahut guzar chukka magar phir bhi,  kuch bhi nahi badla tha wahan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mai  wahan YAAD  se mili&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahut khush thi .. chehak rahi thi&lt;br /&gt;Kuch chhote bachho ke sang nange pairon se daud rahi thi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mujhe dekh kar khilkhila ke hasee,&lt;br /&gt;Boli ..aaj phir aa gayi tum mujhe dhoondte hue&lt;br /&gt;Is taraf !&lt;br /&gt;uski hasee uski aankhon tak pahuch rahi thi&lt;br /&gt;maine pehli baar phir us din ghehri saans liya.&lt;br /&gt;Maine yaad ko gale lagaya to palke nam ho chali meri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meri khushi ko dekh ke woh ekpal tak pujhe dekhti rahi&lt;br /&gt;‘Boli saath hoon mai tumhare hamesha ‘&lt;br /&gt;Lekin yeh bol ke phir un baccho ke peeche daud gayee.&lt;br /&gt;Aur un galiyon mein lukka chhupi ke khel mein kho gayee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shaam ko lauti kamre mein to TANHAYEE  intezaar kar rahi thi mera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Bas sirf uske pass hi hai waqt mere liye shayad&lt;br /&gt;Maine ussey bataya apne is mulaqat  ki dastan&lt;br /&gt;Aur who khamosh ho kar sunti rahi mujhe ……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35205177-1184067633199930405?l=threadbusters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/feeds/1184067633199930405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35205177&amp;postID=1184067633199930405' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/1184067633199930405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/1184067633199930405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/2008/02/ek-mulaqaat.html' title='Ek  Mulaqaat !!'/><author><name>ambyrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13292219185144873955</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/_fIhmFXBcF9g/R8ZtHrU-_5I/AAAAAAAAAIc/mVWN5UMVlhc/s72-c/sadness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35205177.post-639901677400973145</id><published>2007-11-27T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T20:55:42.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chalte jaana hai...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its been a long time since the blog is updated. And I am kinda velli today. So here I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Progress of TB is kinda unstable these days. Some days there are 100 posts n at times people don't post for days :. but atleast it is active so I shouldn't crib about it. Though many random people claim that TB is active because them. Prolly its been days since they have seen a mirror :P..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TB is active only coz of bonding we all share. That reminds me of chemistry classes covalent bond, simple bond n how can I 4get James:P.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its been a long time now since some of our founder members have gone absconding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Himani does pop up on gmail prolly she lost her way to TB..&lt;br /&gt;Avradip so immersed in love that he cant see anything else… huh :O&lt;br /&gt;Kandy did post few days back and we are still trying to come out of shock.&lt;br /&gt;Deepu is busy doing a deep research on blondes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we should sing “Jhalak dikhla jaa” :P&lt;br /&gt;I suggest venky should be given this job. His personality goes well with Himmesh. Please someone lend him a cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of crap for now..&lt;br /&gt;Now back to work.. its been quite  some time since I have worked. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S: i know the title has got nothing to do with d content.. but who cares =)). i cudnt think of anything else.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35205177-639901677400973145?l=threadbusters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/feeds/639901677400973145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35205177&amp;postID=639901677400973145' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/639901677400973145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/639901677400973145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/2007/11/chalte-jaana-hai.html' title='Chalte jaana hai...'/><author><name>Furry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424468045210018393</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35205177.post-3724381077560399470</id><published>2007-06-12T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T00:08:56.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Odinary Day!</title><content type='html'>I&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; dunno what came over me ..my love for change or a general restlessness ..I got this job offer from Jaipur and I  accepted it . something which  few months back, before I accepted the offer, would have been totally unacceptable ..even the thought .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not made for small  town/city ..the slow pace kills me … not that I have a fast pace . on the contrary am too slow ..somewhat a misfit .but I guess it’s the contrast which drives me .&lt;br /&gt;But  here I am in a city , rooted in age old customs and traditions ..modern in infrastructure yet not free from superstitions .  I don’t want to sound offensive to those who belong to this place but as an outsider and that tooa single women ..this is a hostile place.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I started for jaipur I kept my mind blank, keeping no expectations   and very deliberately not thinking about anything …trying hard for  a positive approach .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bus reached  the stand and before I could get down  there were number of auto walas  grabbing my bag ..kahan chlana ? idhar ayiee,…. my protest went unheard . I clearly looked an outsider . my bag was taken away , I found myself in auto . “Mansarover chalo” …”kitna loge ?” “100 rupiya(for a distance of 40 max) .. madam yahan itna hi lagta hai” !!deal was done .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.it was getting cloudy .. half way I reached …it started drizzling .  I smiled to myself .. March rain .. it had to be this way.  Jaipur ..”amber is in ur city ..sky !.. it had to drizzle “&lt;br /&gt;  I looked at the city ..my hope started diminishing , good roads , clean in general but  it was clearly a small city . typical small shops , 4-5 people gathered around every shop , just gossiping . Women in pallus , people staring in my auto at the signals .. my heart started sinking . I didn’t fall in love with Jaipur in first sight …sigh , all positivism fading fast . .. tmrow will be better …I secretly prayed !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its three months  and ma here in a rented palce .I live by myself . cooking cleaning and walking to office , TVin free time , STD calls most of the time and movies on weekend . this fills my day . still I have that restlessness . haven’t adjusted .&lt;br /&gt;Life for a single women that too from metro is not easy .. everybody has perception . neighbours keep an eye on you , not that its not there in my place but here u are clearly an outsider .scrutiny is more solid. Paper planes with scribbings, pebbles …loads of them, plastic balls lie on my terrace ..haven’t spotted who is behind it  or how many !I come to the terrace only when the  city is sleeping .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irritated and Running late as usual , I  hurriedly walk for my office today .. its too hot , so I take a rikhshaw instead . A girl in Capri jeans, more importantly in sunglasses  with messy  curly hair is a unique feature . I feel hundred of eyes on me as I wait to cross the road . traffic passing by me , whitles ..”aa ja baith jaa” ,(come sit!) …..I ignore . its ritual .&lt;br /&gt;I finally take the rikshaw .. 5 mins ride is a long journey here . two cyclist paddle along with my rikshaw ..same pace . smiles , I ignore , comments ..i ignore ,they come too close for comfort ..finally I look at them ..hard . they slow down !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reach office .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am  in lift for my office  ..3rd floor ..looks like 70th floor to me . the one across me  is bowled out of his mind .. he just spotted a Alien in lift . his lucky starts . he stares and stares . I stare back . My hands itch to hit  him right across his cheek ..slapppppppp. I control my carnal instincts :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally am in my safety zone . , work is fun, Music drowns me . its a creative fields , challenge everyday , some production every day .. brainstorming I love it … light hearted fun am completely lost . In between I chat , catch up with friends across the globe,  and then its time to leave .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening … I walk back .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cluthing my bag tightly  I walk down the main road for my home . I keep looking back to make sure nobody drives past too closely ..hitting me from back.. comments , stares , a slopppy kiss sound from the passing scooterist ..degi kya ? (translation not allowed )I hurl a string of abuses ..he speeds away .i feel good . its all OK .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Touchwood its just  another Ordinary day in here . God,save me from extra ordinary  . I pray in heart as I hum a tune  inside my gates , unlocking my flat .&lt;br /&gt;Tmrow is another day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35205177-3724381077560399470?l=threadbusters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/feeds/3724381077560399470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35205177&amp;postID=3724381077560399470' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/3724381077560399470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/3724381077560399470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/2007/06/odinary-day.html' title='An Odinary Day!'/><author><name>ambyrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13292219185144873955</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35205177.post-116681993399176256</id><published>2006-12-22T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T12:38:53.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey all...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3280/1508/1600/832814/new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3280/1508/320/471904/new.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this new year really rockkksssss for each one of us!  Have fun, stay safe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Himz!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35205177-116681993399176256?l=threadbusters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/feeds/116681993399176256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35205177&amp;postID=116681993399176256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/116681993399176256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/116681993399176256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey-all.html' title='hey all...'/><author><name>Himani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16248360072254997791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k1mfqAd47bo/TGv9mXd4wHI/AAAAAAAAEpk/1AVDm5DON8I/S220/DSC_0179.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35205177.post-116617583919639565</id><published>2006-12-15T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T01:43:59.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder</title><content type='html'>I wonder !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we ever sit side by side on a sea shore and see the sun go down?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running in opposite direction ..will we ever stop by ..and think of each other ..&lt;br /&gt;I wonder ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments today that we savour, will we ever go down this memory lane ..&lt;br /&gt;I wonder ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running in the rain ..soaking our body n soul. . will we ever get drenched like this&lt;br /&gt;I wonder ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiling on the song on the radio…will it ever move me this much again&lt;br /&gt;I wonder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder for the life that we have …&lt;br /&gt;Strangers … ..friends …..  companions …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What name should I give you … or does it even matter ?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gather my memories …to pull me though for the rest of the journey.&lt;br /&gt;To find my horizon .. to create new story ..to be a wife, a mother and to live life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all this while … a feeling lies ..nudging my heart time n again .&lt;br /&gt;That far far away in a separate sphere.. will u pause ever to think of me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35205177-116617583919639565?l=threadbusters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/feeds/116617583919639565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35205177&amp;postID=116617583919639565' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/116617583919639565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/116617583919639565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-wonder.html' title='I wonder'/><author><name>ambyrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13292219185144873955</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>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35205177.post-116537972318322042</id><published>2006-12-05T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T20:35:23.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where to Tap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ever heard the story of the giant ship engine that failed?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The ship's owners tried one expert after another, but none of them could figure but how to fixthe engine. Then they brought in an old man who hadbeen fixing ships since he was a youngster. He carried a large bag of tools with him, and when he arrived, he immediately went to work. He inspected the engine very carefully, top to bottom. Two of the ship's owners were there, watching this man, hoping he would know what to do. After looking things over, the old man reached into his bag and pulled out a small hammer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He gently tapped something. Instantly, the engine lurched into life. He carefully put his hammer away. The engine was fixed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A week later, the owners received a bill from the old man for ten thousand dollars." What!" the owners exclaimed. "He hardly did anything!" So they wrote the old man a note saying, "Please send us an itemized bill."The man sent a bill that read:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tapping with a hammer ............................$2.00Knowing where to tap ........................ $9998.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Effort is important, but knowing where to make an effort in our life makes all the difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35205177-116537972318322042?l=threadbusters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/feeds/116537972318322042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35205177&amp;postID=116537972318322042' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/116537972318322042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/116537972318322042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/2006/12/where-to-tap.html' title='Where to Tap!'/><author><name>Furry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424468045210018393</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35205177.post-116401935475082417</id><published>2006-11-20T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T02:42:34.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your part of world...</title><content type='html'>This post comes after a long time... Heard this story somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A man was walking down the beach at sunset. As, he walked along, he saw another man in the distance. He noticed this man kept leaning down, picking up something and throwing it out into the water, again and again. As, he approached even closer, he noticed that the man was picking up starfish that had been washed up on the beach. He was throwing them back into the water, one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puzzled, he approached the man and said, "Good Evening. I was wondering what you are doing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm throwing these starfish back into the ocean. You see, it's low tide and all these starfish have been washed up onto the shore. If, I don't throw them back into the ocean, they'll die up here from lack of oxygen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But, there must be thousands of starfish on this beach. You can't possible get to all of them. And, don't you realize this is probably happening on hundreds of beaches all up and down this coast. Can't you see that you can't possibly make a difference?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man bent down and picked up yet another starfish, and threw it back into the ocean. With a smile he replied, "Made a difference to that one !!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember, no matter how small the deed&lt;br /&gt;it really does makes a difference.&lt;br /&gt;Make a difference today.&lt;br /&gt;Do something nice for someone else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35205177-116401935475082417?l=threadbusters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/feeds/116401935475082417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35205177&amp;postID=116401935475082417' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/116401935475082417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/116401935475082417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/2006/11/your-part-of-world_20.html' title='Your part of world...'/><author><name>Nipun</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35205177.post-116211977562691386</id><published>2006-10-29T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T03:02:55.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bas yun hi .</title><content type='html'>Mai jee rahi hoo dar dar ke&lt;br /&gt;kuch toot raha hai andar se,&lt;br /&gt;mai rokna to chahti hoon&lt;br /&gt;par hath bandhe kyon paati hoon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;khushiyon ki to mehfil hai&lt;br /&gt;phir aankhen kyon bhar aati hain&lt;br /&gt;sab kuch pehle jaisa hai&lt;br /&gt;phir yeh saasein kyon ghut si jaati hai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patte ke girne ke dard kisko zyada hota hai?&lt;br /&gt;woh patta jisko udna tha ya woh shakh  ka muqaddar tha .&lt;br /&gt;sapno ke is saude mein , kisne kitna khoya hai?&lt;br /&gt;kyon ek patte ke girne se , dil mera bhi aaj roya hai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itna kyon hasti hoon mai ki&lt;br /&gt;rona phir pad jaata hai?&lt;br /&gt;darti hoon kuch paane se ki&lt;br /&gt;aksar khona bhi pad jaata hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;khamosh sa kamra mera&lt;br /&gt;mujhpe kyon aaj hasta hai&lt;br /&gt;kehta hoon dost hoon tera&lt;br /&gt;phir kyon yeh tanha karta hai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kisko boloon , poochoon ya ilzaam doon.&lt;br /&gt;mai apne is dard ko ab kiska naam doon.&lt;br /&gt;bhool sakoon un khwabon ko mai,&lt;br /&gt;is kaam ko aur kitni  shaam doon ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gar rok saki mai tootne se to,&lt;br /&gt;ek pal me jee jaongi.&lt;br /&gt;par rokne jo jaati hoon mai&lt;br /&gt;to ..hath bandhe kyon paati hoon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mai yeh haath bandhe kyon paati hoon ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35205177-116211977562691386?l=threadbusters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/feeds/116211977562691386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35205177&amp;postID=116211977562691386' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/116211977562691386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/116211977562691386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/2006/10/bas-yun-hi_29.html' title='bas yun hi .'/><author><name>ambyrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13292219185144873955</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>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35205177.post-116153720867898683</id><published>2006-10-22T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T03:45:06.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes Nothing....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lil did v know abt each other when v met,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now v have become best friend anyone cud get,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From morning till night v kept talking with each other,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting there exists many other,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long conferences during the weekend which we had,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipping our sleep was the only part which was bad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope our friendship lasts really long,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we keep in touch using orkut n this blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must have guessed by now this is first time I have tried,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep ur comments to urselves or get ready to be fried… :D &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35205177-116153720867898683?l=threadbusters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/feeds/116153720867898683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35205177&amp;postID=116153720867898683' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/116153720867898683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/116153720867898683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/2006/10/here-comes-nothing.html' title='Here comes Nothing....'/><author><name>Furry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424468045210018393</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35205177.post-116140164895532837</id><published>2006-10-20T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T14:42:43.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soores kaun hai??</title><content type='html'>Ab aage kya kahoon sirf&lt;a href="http://nipunsblog.blogspot.com/2006/10/yeh-hai-soores.html"&gt; yahi&lt;/a&gt; kafi hai I guess. I am too lazy to write about him all over again. So kindly adjust!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35205177-116140164895532837?l=threadbusters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/feeds/116140164895532837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35205177&amp;postID=116140164895532837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/116140164895532837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/116140164895532837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/2006/10/soores-kaun-hai.html' title='Soores kaun hai??'/><author><name>Nipun</name><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-35205177.post-116124037369615014</id><published>2006-10-18T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T00:47:51.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I like Orkutting!!</title><content type='html'>Top 10 things I like in Orkut~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Controversial threads in forums (Mostly India related!)&lt;br /&gt;8. Inter-Country forums - India-Pakistan friendship club, Israel-India forum etc&lt;br /&gt;7. Profile views - How many people snooped into my profile over the past few days :)&lt;br /&gt;6. Exchanging scraps with strangers "How is Brazil?", "Yes, Indian food is very spicy and exciting"&lt;br /&gt;5. Making new friends from across the world!!&lt;br /&gt;4. Fighting for no reason with some stranger in IR - (International Relations) forums!&lt;br /&gt;3. Preaching about "How great India was" 2000 years back :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Snooping into random profiles - Happy if it happens to be an Iranian or a Brazilian chick :-)&lt;br /&gt;1. TB and TB'ing!!!!&lt;br /&gt;0. ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who RIGHTLY guess what is the 0'th point, A fantabulous gift awaits!!!!!!! [:D]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35205177-116124037369615014?l=threadbusters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/feeds/116124037369615014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35205177&amp;postID=116124037369615014' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/116124037369615014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/116124037369615014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/2006/10/why-i-like-orkutting.html' title='Why I like Orkutting!!'/><author><name>Venkat Ramanan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15279468362629553359</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35205177.post-116093932315227538</id><published>2006-10-15T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T12:08:43.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Udaas roohein, gamgeen aakhein, mayoos chehre,&lt;br /&gt;Har taraf jhagade fasaad, yeh maajra kya hai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katl karne ko hai tayyaar bhai bhai ka,&lt;br /&gt;Yeh saahil par dhuan kya hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aag hi aag har hai makaam par,&lt;br /&gt;Aye mere desh tujhe hua kya hai...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35205177-116093932315227538?l=threadbusters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/feeds/116093932315227538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35205177&amp;postID=116093932315227538' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/116093932315227538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/116093932315227538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Nipun</name><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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35205177.post-116032250818576139</id><published>2006-10-08T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T08:48:28.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unknowingly Knowing Few Wonderful People!!!!</title><content type='html'>Sounds Wierd!!!...Naah! I am serious...Wanted to Ink in something about my new friends to start with- few of whom i met recently and the longest association I had with anyone I have not known Personally - They all belong to a ORKUT community Thread Busters Inc. Sounds like a software firm but never mind.....!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moderator of this community is a highly ambitious friend of my one long lost friend,so basically we are common friend of someone else - Nipun!,He'z less Nipun more Johney Lever!When he talks .....thatsall U simply can't help urself not Jumping like a Frog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirin!....19 yr old,Much into my tune of taking life at ease alwayz - Sorry! If I am mistaken! but surely a charm to chat with!Have Never Seen her - Sorry! Saw her Photograph and mind me she is Gorgeous!I even didn't hesitate in recommending her a Modelling Career!...aks! I forgot...Her Voice is Awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farah!!!...18 yr old,Youngest of all....but still ...won the award of Daadi Amma!!!Her Witty Replies will throw your brains out of your skull..so fast she types - Sometime I think Might be... when she was born,her father would have gifted her a Lappy first!Mind Blowing!!!She is the Lifeline of our Group on TB 'short form of Thread Busters Inc' in particular and Orkut India community in General.I don't know how she keeps her Enthusiasm up even at night 2:00 AM!!!Phewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww....... If someone ask me to describe her in a single line!!!I will not hesitate saying 'She is a Darling!'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniroodh Mehta! Studying in Canada...Used to be very active Orkutter!But I guess some problem nowadays..Not the same!But still he has got lotta advice ....If You have not recieved any advice in your lifetime,I will suggest you to go and meet him!!!He used to be a high-fi Detective along with his Friend Shirin....Now my Friend too!!!muaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kandarp Mehta! Didn't have much of interaction with him but I know he is Gem of a Person!Total Flirt...from Top to Bottom.Heard a lot abt him...looking forward to have a wonderful chat with him sometime soon....!!!!Get going Buddy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amol!...Have talked to him sometimes before but n't been hearing about him for long time now...He too has lot of enthusss!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ajay,Avaradip,Deepak,shaminul,Yash.....Ocassionally I meet them and yet again they will be at their Best in Leg Pulling whenever they are around!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Himani and Amber.....If there is any Award from President of India for Best Flirt Women , I am sure they are equiped enough to bag the Joint Winners!!!My Goodness! I have always been out of their sight but hopefully will have some tough time facing them incase they ever read my this post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shilpi...Just talked to her once! Tried to get all her details in one day but Poor me!!!Could fetch a little though..so Happy I am not empty handed!!!Update-Recently heard that she is more often dreaming about me nowaday!!!!!shhhhhhhhhh.......batana mat usey!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venkat.....Man!!!!He makes sure that he is updated with all the news of TB even if he is not online for 5 days!!!His dedication towards TB will surely fetch him life time achievement award! Long way to go Venky Uncle....not mine...Farah ki Uncle hai!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Blog on my new found friends and my source of Re-energisation won't be complete if I don't take few names...They have been part of my Fun for long time...Austin,Killer Machine and Mowgli,caco,fundoo,lalloo,Koyeli...!!!I don't know them personally much but surely are a great timepass!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOPS!!! Well,Even if you want I am not gonna miss you....Yes,She is Priyanka,I know her thru Farah...had a superb fight with her when I met her first on Orkut as if she was my GF!!! and then we became good friends..atleast I think so....She is moody!Sometime good...sometime she will be at 110 degree temperature but everyone has to cool down before me....wat say???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muskan alias G00fi...alias...her full life is alias...so never mind,Addition to my list of friends..Just talked to her once...Sweet Voice...She is Farah's Friend!!! And you all know who Farah is????Yes...You are right!!!Don't tell my Mummy!!!!Mummy ko nahi hai pata!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treasuring Friendships!!!!LOVE U ALL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35205177-116032250818576139?l=threadbusters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/feeds/116032250818576139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35205177&amp;postID=116032250818576139' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/116032250818576139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/116032250818576139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/2006/10/unknowingly-knowing-few-wonderful.html' title='Unknowingly Knowing Few Wonderful People!!!!'/><author><name>Mr.India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06956003024139479876</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>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35205177.post-116011261269076544</id><published>2006-10-05T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T22:31:48.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sweet Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Man, I didn't know that TB Inc. was a flirting community!! Someone great had once said, "Titles can be deceptive". Huh! What's that? Haven't heard that one? Come on ppl that great personality is me. If only I knew it earlier then I would have been an overactive member of TB, but just as spilt milk and broken eggs can never be fixed so is thinking about something that did not occur not going to help; however I'm glad that I'm an active part if the community now.&lt;br /&gt;My Orkut story has been very exciting so far. I've had some great moments on India community. &lt;em&gt;Aaj bhi mera naam India community ka baacha baacha janta hai.&lt;/em&gt; Anyway, (coming back to reality) the fun did not last long as communal and religious hatred began to stink up the place. Even after all that I won't be able to forget the good friends that I made there (getting emotional). And then after taking an voluntary retirement from India community, I joined TB. Well, to tell you the truth, I never felt welcome there. I just went there whenever Furry asked me to join in. Part of the reason was that I didn't know anyone there other than Mr.India, Caco(whom I met there once in a while), Amber, Prof. Kandarp..hmm not a long list. And then there is the time difference that made it even worse. Whenever I came in the conversation would be over and everyone would have left by then…poor me! (And someone said that I was the sleeping beauty, huh!). Okay I'll stop being a brooding child. I'm so glad, as a matter of fact, I think its so awesome that the wall of obscurity between us have been broken.&lt;br /&gt;TB has changed, and it has definitely changed for the best. How I love the new and improved TB! At least its new to me, and I'm enjoying every bit of it. I'm damn sure everybody feels the same way as I do, don't you? The meetings and blogs are something I look forward to every week. So, lets keep this going and enjoy every moment we spend here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35205177-116011261269076544?l=threadbusters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/feeds/116011261269076544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35205177&amp;postID=116011261269076544' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/116011261269076544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/116011261269076544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/2006/10/sweet-change.html' title='A Sweet Change'/><author><name>Shirin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09305839122380570127</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35205177.post-116008709794851683</id><published>2006-10-05T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T15:24:57.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Few months back, as u all know, India Community was filled with hatred. Everyone was just waiting for a reason to fight. Among so much hatred I found a link to a community called Thread Busters Inc. I immediately joined the community, but I was too shy to post there. Days passed and one fine day ( 13th April 2006) I decided to push in . Amber was at her best. I am sure u must have guessed. Yea, she was busy flirting with Nipun. A series of formal posts, and then I had to leave for college. I found Amber too sweet and bindaas and coming to Nipun, I felt he was a serious person (I still repent over that. Now I feel he is craziest person on TB- soye huve sher ko jaga diya :(). Second time when I came to TB, Amber was again at work- flirting with Amol. Kandarp was also around. And that was the day I got attached to TB. It was so fun that day. Soon Kandarp started showing his bluffing talent. He was bluffing about Ceylan and what not! No one was ready to believe his stories. Poor Kandarp, rather poor us as we had to bear his stories. Soon he realized that, so he stopped telling us bedtime stories which he thought were bravery stories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And not to forget simultaneously hatred on India Community was at its peak. That was the time when Thread Busters came into action. Our dear friends AK, yusuf, Gunny and many others had so much love for people from other communities which was a boon to Thread Buster Inc. It was like a bollyword scene.." Har ek hatred threads ko TB se ghuzarna padega. Muuhahahahahaaa". TB INC. was a huge success. TB was now the topic of discussion rather than religion. Peace loving people were happy about it while others were saying, "TBians are running away from reality". Reality for Tbians was peace and love, and we were able to achieve it to a great extent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to Thread Busters Inc. community, ignoring the part that they used to treat me as a kid, I came across such lovely people. TB always used to be on top. It was active 24x7 as there is no precise time for flirting. Soon Tb was renamed as Thread Busters Matrimonial. Amber and Himani were masters at flirting. They had a loooong flirting list: - Kandarp, Nipun, Amol, Venkat, and Rishi. Priyanka and I learnt a lot from them. I was so inspired by them that I hooked myself to Avradip who claims to be my childhood lover ( coz of my dp). Not to forget about my bros Ajay and Shaminul. Shaminul used to send rochers for me everyday (coz I used to threaten him that, "Yas ko sub karname bata dongi"), but it never reached Kuwait. Deepak, who kept encouraging me with fishing business, and Paul, who wanted me to send him my birth certificate because I don't sound like a 18 year old girl probably, that's the reason why I got the Dadi maa award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing I used to check as soon as I signed into Orkut was TB. I was soo addicted to it. TB is a place where we laugh together, share our problems, and of course, flirt together too. Thanks to Venkat, I learnt Cobol too. How can I forget about ashirward from our subject experts like Venky and Mr. India for cobol, Amol for maths, Kandarp for French (he said something in French before I left for the exam that is when I realized I should have worked harder but it was too late). And crazy Kiran who used to scare me and Priyanka before every exam with his kind thoughts. And one day everything crashed when Orkut was banned at work. It took me few days to come out of that shock. But thanks to gmail, Kandarp, amber and amol used to keep me updated. Sanjay joined tb during those days. Amber and I were really excited to rag him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Nipun came back from hibernation. I still don't know why and where he was hibernating! Our great Nipun came up with great ideas to revamp TB. Operation Black which a operation to wipe off fakies but I found more fakies joining in. He came up with new, and improved ideas for busting too. But it was too late. Orkut was banned in many offices by then. Venky somehow pushed in but he cant post (lolzzz) whereas poor shilpi cant even sign in. Then one fine day Nipun ke demaag me chemical laucha huva and he thought of having Yahoo meet. Thanks to the meet many inactive people popped up which includes Shirin (Our sleeping beauty), Mr. India (Our DJ), Aniroodh (who claims to be my brother; however, that didn't surprise me as every third guy says the same thing. I am confused whether I should be happy about that or not), Avradip (ignoring the part that he runs away in 1/2 an hr saying he wants to have macchli and daru). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now we even have a blog and group for Thread Busters. So there is no excuse for not staying in touch. Thanks a lot for being such wonderful friends. Always remain the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LONG LIVE TB AND OUR FRIENDSHIP TOO!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ameen!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35205177-116008709794851683?l=threadbusters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/feeds/116008709794851683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35205177&amp;postID=116008709794851683' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/116008709794851683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/116008709794851683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-journey.html' title='My journey'/><author><name>Furry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12424468045210018393</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>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35205177.post-115976538177257489</id><published>2006-10-01T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T22:16:48.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Highlights of the Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally, we had the best conference of TB so far on 30th September. As usual, Nipun and Furry, patron saints of TB, were on time. Furry just slept for 4 hours. Soon, I joined too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Amby and Shilpi came late. They said, they got late because of make up. But the chowkidar Bahadur Ramlalla, of their hostel, while doing a voice-chat with me on Yahoo, told me that on Friday night, they all had Hyderabadi biryani. All of us know, that for a woman, it's difficult to retain four things; gossip, boyfriend, makeup and Biryani. So, you know. In a hostel, with a shared WC, you really can't be on time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anirudh, Deepak and Mr. India came late too. However, the reason they gave was that they all had gone for Dandiya. However, after some investigation I got to know that they didn't go for Dandiya, but they are in the process of coming up with indianised Salsa. And they were practising hard for their first public show, due on Christmas. Below given is a demo of some of their group members. I am not sure, whether they are also dancing here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QYXu3rNXl8M" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, This isn't enough for you. Look at this too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sVLtb42PRIk" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok!!!!! Some more!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LL5GZZEzlZs" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirin also came late. However, she said that she was using a special, "Prabhu Dewa Arms Exercise" for stretching arms-muscles so that she can type for long hours in the conference without getting tired. Here is a demo of "Prabhu Dewa Arms Exercise". Our investigator couldn't shoot Shirin, so this is a video of her roommate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jajC4coPVZQ" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, these are the minutes of the conference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nipun has a very "interrogative" voice. He is very curious. But he asks like a police inspector. e.g. "KAISE HO?" "TUM KYA PADH RAHE HO?" "KAHAAN PADH RAHE HO?" "KYON PADH RAHE HO?". The other person, would get totally apologetic by the time, the third question comes up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Furry has a very sweet voice. She can speak some Hindi too. E.g. "Shirin ko hindi nahi samajhti hai". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Shirin has a very sweet voice. She can also speak some Hindi. E.g. "ok"..............................well, leave it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Shilpi was speaking to someone on phone time and again. Who was she talking to? Investigation is on! Soon, you will have results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Amby, hugged everyone. When she hugged me, I realised, in my life how badly I needed a friend, ................................................. and how badly she needed...a deo!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We also discovered that Mr.India are two people. One is Mr. and the other is India. Everyday they toss a coin to decide, who is Mr. and who is India!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nipun hadn't slept at all. Finally, he had to give up and he started sleeping during the conference himself. But, he could still keep typing. However, it was easy to make out when he was sleeping. Because, suddenly his sentences started making sense!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Shirin was in Deepak's friend list once upon a time. What events led to her removal from that friend list? It's still a mystery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Everytime, somebody got disconnected, it was difficult to invite the same person back to the conference. We had to start a new conference. In this process we started 57 conferences in 6 hours. Furry topped the chart with 39 conferences, followed by Nipun with 13, yours truly 4 and Shirin with 1. Amby also started one conference, but that was 24 hours after the conference when nobody was online!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There was a Singing competition too. Which I won, because nobody else contested. I won uncontested, just like Sharad Pawar in BCCI elections. My belly is not the only thing, that resembles Sharad Pawar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Amby and Deepak had an hour long conversation. However, only after 59 minutes they realised that amby had no speakers so couldn't listen to what Deepak was saying and Deepak wasn't reading what she was typing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The best moment of the conference came when, Anirudh asked through Voice message "How many of you don't have speakers?". Reminded me of a teacher, who used to ask in her class, "How many of you are absent today?".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;If I have missed something, please Add.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;and, if you see any errors in this post, let me know. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I appreciate those, who show me my errors, but I just love those, who don't!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Adios&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;(Choreography Video Courtsy, Greatbong)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35205177-115976538177257489?l=threadbusters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/feeds/115976538177257489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35205177&amp;postID=115976538177257489' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/115976538177257489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/115976538177257489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/2006/10/highlights-of-conference.html' title='Highlights of the Conference'/><author><name>Kandarp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17549142243389170243</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>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35205177.post-115976160564346321</id><published>2006-10-01T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T22:12:16.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Biggest "Thread Buster"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, i think, the right way to Start this blog is by defining what is thread busting. At Orkut, Thread busting, means busting a thread of nuisance and hatred. However, thread busting isn’t just playing mischiefs. Thread busting is a phenomenon. Thread busting is a culture. It’s not new. Time and again, when there has been “threads” of nuisance, torture, discrimination, hatred and enmity on this earth, “Thread Busters” have arrived and busted all the threads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s salute the biggest Thread Buster of all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7163/3922/320/160px-Maghandi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is his birthday. When our nation was on the verge losing its identity; he arrived, and busted not just “threads” but all the "shackles" of British empire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahatma Gandhi. Thanks a lot. For letting all of us experience, freedom and democracy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35205177-115976160564346321?l=threadbusters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/feeds/115976160564346321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35205177&amp;postID=115976160564346321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/115976160564346321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/115976160564346321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/2006/10/biggest-thread-buster.html' title='The Biggest &quot;Thread Buster&quot;'/><author><name>Kandarp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17549142243389170243</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-35205177.post-115948131413975851</id><published>2006-09-28T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T15:08:34.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to The Thread Busters Inc.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35205177-115948131413975851?l=threadbusters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/feeds/115948131413975851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35205177&amp;postID=115948131413975851' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/115948131413975851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35205177/posts/default/115948131413975851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threadbusters.blogspot.com/2006/09/welcome-to-thread-busters-inc.html' title='Welcome to The Thread Busters Inc.'/><author><name>The Thread Busters Inc.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05850982761944425899</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>14</thr:total></entry></feed>
