<?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-19712596</id><updated>2011-08-03T04:16:13.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Read In My Thought</title><subtitle type='html'>This is about my tiny big-world. Your thoughts are welcome.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-8611416996713296620</id><published>2007-11-13T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T11:36:54.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Humming Doesnt Know</title><summary type='text'>Ye Hum Nahii JaantE = This Humming Doesn't Know. (Hinglish)This stream of water is making it's way out of the Cedar falls a few steps away. Visiting the water falls during the fall, especially when the foliage display was at its best, was one of the few wonderful experiences. Mere walking in that place reminded all my childhood - the only phase of life I lived close to the nature.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/8611416996713296620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=8611416996713296620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/8611416996713296620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/8611416996713296620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-humming-doesnt-know.html' title='This Humming Doesnt Know'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-3311036889890967183</id><published>2007-05-15T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T12:18:09.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Happens ... !?</title><summary type='text'>These are my accidental discoveries last Saturday, with no physical damage to my face.**************************************Two eggs. Put them in an alloy bowl. Pour water in it till the eggs are drowned. Keep the bowl on your electric stove and heat it on high.Here you have to do an important thing: forget about the bowl. Go to your bedroom. Enjoy listening to Chiranjeevi hits in full volume. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/3311036889890967183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=3311036889890967183' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/3311036889890967183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/3311036889890967183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-happens.html' title='What Happens ... !?'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-1499992711148159475</id><published>2007-04-13T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T14:43:02.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Religion Custom Constitution And Misinterpretation</title><summary type='text'>News (is it a news?): Complaint against Tendulkar for dishonouring flag.A response (from an Indian of course): I have been to many games and other events here in united states.. (like rodeo events , concerts) When they sing national anthem here.. even I get goose pimples.Really... when all of them stood and sang their national anthem I could really sense their feelings.Here they are allowed to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/1499992711148159475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=1499992711148159475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/1499992711148159475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/1499992711148159475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2007/04/religion-custom-constitution-and.html' title='Religion Custom Constitution And Misinterpretation'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-909736444502693245</id><published>2007-03-06T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T09:29:30.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accidental Discovery</title><summary type='text'>Today I was browsing through Telugu blogs. Instead of clicking on browsers' back button, I used the short key combination Alt+LeftArrow. Screen went blank for one second. To my surprise the entire desktop layout got turned a 90 degree left.After a few seconds of bewilderment, I started thinking what could have happened. After trying a few key combinations for a few more seconds, I got to know </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/909736444502693245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=909736444502693245' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/909736444502693245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/909736444502693245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2007/03/accidental-discovery.html' title='Accidental Discovery'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-460817012909813254</id><published>2007-02-07T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T18:30:38.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Opposite Sex - An Implication</title><summary type='text'>What you see is not what you get! You get some thing more!!This is what happens in Brazos Bend state park.As planned the day before, I got up by 5.30 am, got ready.Picked up Aaraj from his home. He was navigating and I was driving.My longest drive so far. Fifty five miles south-west from home.We reached Brazos Bend in an hour, it was very cold.A group of professional bird watchers were there and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/460817012909813254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=460817012909813254' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/460817012909813254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/460817012909813254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2007/02/opposite-sex-implication.html' title='Opposite Sex - An Implication'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-3671600485954667671</id><published>2007-01-31T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T09:39:35.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody Loves Ramu</title><summary type='text'>... but Ramu doesn't love everybody.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/3671600485954667671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=3671600485954667671' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/3671600485954667671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/3671600485954667671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2007/01/everybody-loves-ramu.html' title='Everybody Loves Ramu'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-1380947377641324979</id><published>2006-12-27T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T23:02:38.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear Is An Infection</title><summary type='text'>Fear is an infection.It is an epidemic that spreads real fast.Once spread it incapacitates and disables the people under its grip.When people are incapacitated in their own mind, life becomes an agony.This is where we see gutsy people with lot of courage and a great nerve.They are not afraid, come what may; they never lose hope; they are strong.They understand one thing - never let the fear creep</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/1380947377641324979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=1380947377641324979' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/1380947377641324979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/1380947377641324979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2006/12/fear-is-infection.html' title='Fear Is An Infection'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-1555950836382835192</id><published>2006-12-20T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T19:09:57.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pooja Vs. Protection - An Experiment</title><summary type='text'>My search for a car came to an end unexpectedly. Thanks once again to Mr.A.Tfor this invaluable help. I became the owner of it within three hours afterhe found the car in e-bay on Monday evening. We went to the car dealer. That is a Mercedes Benz showroom. The range of cars they sell is surprising.They sell expensive brand new Benz cars; they sell cars that are more thanten times less in price. I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/1555950836382835192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=1555950836382835192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/1555950836382835192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/1555950836382835192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2006/12/pooja-x-protection-experiment.html' title='Pooja Vs. Protection - An Experiment'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-5252495017230759064</id><published>2006-12-03T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T13:20:26.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging Is Like Remembering God</title><summary type='text'>I definitely update this blog when something is continuously bothering me.While I write down I analyse why I am so restless, by the end I am relaxed.By the end of that post I am back, ready with a plan of action.I may forget to update the blog once I feel life is in control.I haven't written any thing here in this blog for a month.Reason: Life has been glorious for the past few weeks.Wonderful </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/5252495017230759064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=5252495017230759064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/5252495017230759064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/5252495017230759064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-definitely-update-this-blog-when.html' title='Blogging Is Like Remembering God'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-116222391346491486</id><published>2006-10-30T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T23:43:04.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foreseeing The Glory</title><summary type='text'>Last week has been really glorious in its true sense.First thing, I was approved to get drivers license.Thanks to the four people who helped me in this.Harsha - For looking after the car rental issues.Nandeesh - For taking me to the DPS office and waiting.Arun - For his patience during my practice.Aaraj - For the risk he has taken to teach driving and for having trust in me, for allowing me drive</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/116222391346491486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=116222391346491486' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/116222391346491486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/116222391346491486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2006/10/foreseeing-glory.html' title='Foreseeing The Glory'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-116102727388322160</id><published>2006-10-16T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T12:57:57.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Turns Glorious</title><summary type='text'>My life is not fantastic any more.It is glorious now. Glorious because I am struggling."The struggle is the glory" - My favourite quote.I was not happy to keep it fantastic.Being fantastic felt monotonous.So I wanted to come out of the confort zone.I happened to land in a comfort zone which is made without my contribution.I grew bigger to it and wanted to come out to build my own confort </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/116102727388322160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=116102727388322160' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/116102727388322160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/116102727388322160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2006/10/life-turns-glorious.html' title='Life Turns Glorious'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-115827073971012103</id><published>2006-09-14T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T23:20:28.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantasies In My Fantastic Life.</title><summary type='text'>Never in my school days I could afford to enjoy an excursion. In 9th class almost all my classmates went for an excursion, except a few like me. Cost 200 rupees. Hard times. I remember saying happy journey to my classmates in the tour bus.This situation helped me by:Not letting self-pity hurt me any time.Making me know my limits and cope with the reality.Of course, a desire to find myself </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/115827073971012103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=115827073971012103' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115827073971012103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115827073971012103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2006/09/fantasies-in-my-fantastic-life.html' title='Fantasies In My Fantastic Life.'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-115558872822555687</id><published>2006-08-14T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T08:36:15.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Eventful Week-end</title><summary type='text'>Saturday August 12th, we went to Galveston a town near Houston.First time in my life... I happened to see a sea [it's not a beach]. Very next to the sea there is a road.It was a nice view. The sea was not as scary as I imagined.It was just like a big lake with no boundary at the other side.It was a like a up-ward slope of water at the end we see the sky.For my eyes the horizon looked nearer than </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/115558872822555687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=115558872822555687' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115558872822555687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115558872822555687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2006/08/eventful-week-end.html' title='An Eventful Week-end'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-115497799980648476</id><published>2006-08-07T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T07:28:38.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Can Be Rich Not Just By Money</title><summary type='text'>Six years back that was a proud moment for me.I was the one among my friend circle to get a useful rank in both Venkateswara and Osmania universities.One of the first hundred BCA graduates who could secure a post graduation seat in Osmania University.But this proud moment was turning to be a cruel one as the counseling date approached.Reason is the same with many middleclass Andhrapradesh </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/115497799980648476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=115497799980648476' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115497799980648476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115497799980648476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-can-be-rich-not-just-by-money.html' title='One Can Be Rich Not Just By Money'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-115465738560496899</id><published>2006-08-03T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T11:52:44.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, At Last, However, At Length, Eventually ...</title><summary type='text'>Things are happening and life is lively and lovely.I passed written test to get temporary driving permit.I am healthy and playing volleyball everyday.Flight tickets booked for Seattle trip this week end.It is an achievement to put on 6 kgs, my weight now has reached 60Kg (135lb).I still am the same raw fellow; here is an observation:Friday I worked hard all day and got things in order for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/115465738560496899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=115465738560496899' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115465738560496899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115465738560496899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2006/08/finally-at-last-however-at-length.html' title='Finally, At Last, However, At Length, Eventually ...'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-115368025567620420</id><published>2006-07-23T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T07:35:09.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wallet</title><summary type='text'>At last, today I took a firm decision to buy a wallet.Then I felt relieved as if a heavy load is off my head. I take out debit card from my pocket... to pay in any shop or cinema or restaurant...My friends, colleagues and people around express surprise and advise me to have a wallet. Harsha had already told me to buy me to buy a wallet and carry it. I ask "why?"I have asked Harsha, Aaraj and who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/115368025567620420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=115368025567620420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115368025567620420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115368025567620420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2006/07/wallet.html' title='Wallet'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-115362190211926440</id><published>2006-07-22T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T11:33:46.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Art Of Love</title><summary type='text'>Just an hour back I have watched the famous Mira Nairs' movie "Kama Sutra - A tale of love" in HBO channel.This is second time. This time also it was beautiful, but in a little different way.I have seen it in 1999 in my friends' personal computer. I was doing my graduation then in Kadapa. First Time:Motivation factor to watch the movie is everybody's knowledge. Leaving this apart...It was the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/115362190211926440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=115362190211926440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115362190211926440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115362190211926440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2006/07/art-of-love.html' title='The Art Of Love'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-115340771656781967</id><published>2006-07-20T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T08:15:41.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Resolution</title><summary type='text'>Ramu: hey chatsChatsK :hey ramsChatsK :how u?Ramu: I am goodRamu: I am working on improving my glamourRamu: How abt youChatsK :GoodChatsK :I have to think abt it nowRamu: my method is to stop thinkingRamu: and sleeping not less than 8 hours a dayRamu: glamour improves automatically. Our HOD in college used to say this: class lo endukee allari, intiki poi haigaa nidrapondi, glamour ainaa </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/115340771656781967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=115340771656781967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115340771656781967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115340771656781967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2006/07/best-resolution.html' title='The Best Resolution'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-115275357141344406</id><published>2006-07-12T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T22:34:09.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Worst Sin Ever [July 12 3:02 PM]</title><summary type='text'>It happened when I was around 9 years old, it still haunts me.I have confessed it a lot of times, but even today I feel gulity and sinful. Bhattupalli - a village of less than 40 families.My father and his two sisters are born and brought up here.I am, too, born and brought up here till I was 10 years old. It was a Sankranthi season. My father invited both his sisters' families for Sankranthi </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/115275357141344406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=115275357141344406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115275357141344406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115275357141344406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2006/07/worst-sin-ever-july-12-302-pm_12.html' title='The Worst Sin Ever [July 12 3:02 PM]'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-115275247163451262</id><published>2006-07-12T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T18:01:11.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Struggle Is The Glory [June 30 1:26 PM]</title><summary type='text'>I came to office to see Gopi's e-mail: "Reminder of the past...!!!".It had this picture and a quote below it:  "The happiest people in the world are not those who have no problems,but those who learn to live with things that are less than perfect !!" We have had happy days spent in our home just like this, under rain drops from the roof.We had a dog, a cat and a lot of chicken and cattle too.I am</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/115275247163451262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=115275247163451262' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115275247163451262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115275247163451262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2006/07/struggle-is-glory-june-30-126-pm.html' title='The Struggle Is The Glory [June 30 1:26 PM]'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-115275051629019333</id><published>2006-07-12T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T17:52:42.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Einstein’s Theory Of Relativity -- Another Angle [June 16 9:36 AM]</title><summary type='text'> I came home from office with a stripe of head-ache and tiredness; and also with a CD burnt with old devotional Telugu songs from http://www.oldtelugusongs.com. I am not into the devotion part of it, but I firmly believe -- the destiny of my search for melody ends in old classical music and lalita sangeetam into which category all Indian film songs come under. Even though I have had thankful </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/115275051629019333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=115275051629019333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115275051629019333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115275051629019333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2006/07/einsteins-theory-of-relativity-another.html' title='Einstein’s Theory Of Relativity -- Another Angle [June 16 9:36 AM]'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-115274235691005533</id><published>2006-07-12T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T15:12:36.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Indian Farewell Party In The USA [June 09 7:56 PM]</title><summary type='text'>With humiliation and a sense of disgust my hands went up the air, palms twisted skywards; head shaking sideways and lips tight.When a disaster that is out of human control happens,When nature out powers -- all human efforts to protect their belongings,When a calamity such as a fire destroys all the hard earned property,When a flood washes away everything, ...there is nothing one can do to stop it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/115274235691005533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=115274235691005533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115274235691005533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115274235691005533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2006/07/great-indian-farewell-party-in-usa.html' title='The Great Indian Farewell Party In The USA [June 09 7:56 PM]'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-115274219787471363</id><published>2006-07-12T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T15:09:57.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bombay Dreams - Musical Stage Play [June 06 8:38 AM]</title><summary type='text'>"Rahman doesn’t even write what’s thought of as world music. He writes a world of music — so broad and deep, so instantly likable and lastingly satisfying, it is the whole world. I hope that, sometime soon, our part of the world catches up with Rahman. Until we do, an important part of our internal juke box will be bereft." --Richard Corliss, Time Magazine. http://www.time.com/time/columnist/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/115274219787471363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=115274219787471363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115274219787471363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115274219787471363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2006/07/bombay-dreams-musical-stage-play-june.html' title='Bombay Dreams - Musical Stage Play [June 06 8:38 AM]'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-115274199288808876</id><published>2006-07-12T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T15:07:09.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Idle Brain Is Devils Desktop [June 02 9:14 AM]</title><summary type='text'> I failed the primary written test for drivers license (Texas). Shame?"Yes", I would have said if the conditions were normal. Questions were tougher than usual. 30 questions. If I am not sure of the answer I can skip. Skipped questions repeat in the end. I can answer them later.I skipped 12 questions. All the 18 I answered were correct.Skipped questions started repeating. I started guessing the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/115274199288808876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=115274199288808876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115274199288808876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115274199288808876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2006/07/idle-brain-is-devils-desktop-june-02.html' title='Idle Brain Is Devils Desktop [June 02 9:14 AM]'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-115274182639006317</id><published>2006-07-12T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T08:48:06.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantastic Life! Why disturb it? [May 21 8:09 PM]</title><summary type='text'>"Once you are in a relationship, you get a pleasure by giving importance to the other person’s likes and dislikes. That is the price you pay for enjoying the romance and commitment."   -- A.T Last Monday morning, a friend asked me in office a casual question: "How is it going man?"It is casual because we spent the weekend together. I had lunch at their home (Saturday), went to a movie, played </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/115274182639006317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=115274182639006317' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115274182639006317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115274182639006317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2006/07/fantastic-life-why-disturb-it-may-21.html' title='Fantastic Life! Why disturb it? [May 21 8:09 PM]'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-115274146776462917</id><published>2006-07-12T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T13:20:39.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is new in America - Blog Boggling Blog [April 18 5:02 PM]</title><summary type='text'>Here is an American citizen in my office whose origin is in India. He showers affection on everybody.I don't hesitate to say he is my friend. I call him Mama, Baabai, Taata or anything I like :-)His ancestral roots are in Andhrapradesh. He speaks Telugu in American-English accent with Bheemavaram flavor.He is my well-wisher. I discuss life matters with my well-wishers.In one of the discussions in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/115274146776462917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=115274146776462917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115274146776462917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115274146776462917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-is-new-in-america-blog-boggling.html' title='What is new in America - Blog Boggling Blog [April 18 5:02 PM]'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-115274059126628373</id><published>2006-07-12T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T14:44:04.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Experience - Not An Erotica -3</title><summary type='text'>This blog was written on April-12-2006 in my MSN space.Let me eat a few more pieces of your brain.I was telling you about my first flight journey. Second part endedhere: I got a pretty lady to chat with and spend time in theconnecting United Airlines airport in Chicago.Girls are girls.Once started, she talked like a quick flow stream.A few of the details: she got married to a cop at 23, a year </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/115274059126628373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=115274059126628373' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115274059126628373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115274059126628373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-first-experience-not-erotica-3.html' title='My First Experience - Not An Erotica -3'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-115274043428144047</id><published>2006-07-12T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T14:43:51.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Experience - Not An Erotica -2</title><summary type='text'>This blog was written on April-12-2006 in my MSN space.Hello Friends,I got some free time today, so I started the second part.The guy next to me woke me up.One of the air-hostesses was waiting for me to serve my food.Better call it food....Because I do not really know whether it was a lunch, dinner, or abreak fast....Total confusion about time changes.Oh.. she is waiting for me. Let her finish </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/115274043428144047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=115274043428144047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115274043428144047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115274043428144047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-first-experience-not-erotica-2.html' title='My First Experience - Not An Erotica -2'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-115274007926205394</id><published>2006-07-12T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T14:43:37.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Experience - Not An Erotica - 1</title><summary type='text'>This blog is written on April-12-2006 in my MSN space.Hello There!!!Thanks for choosing to read my blog.I got this idea of blogging "my journey to USA" when I first saw the coulds from above them, from the window next to my seat right over the right wing of the Air-India flight on March 11th, 2006.I have experienced a lot of new things during my first ever flight journey.I am going to bite and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/115274007926205394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=115274007926205394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115274007926205394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/115274007926205394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-first-experience-not-erotica-1.html' title='My First Experience - Not An Erotica - 1'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712596.post-113411064185001033</id><published>2005-12-08T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T06:57:43.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Those Games We Played Are Now Extinct :-|</title><summary type='text'>Pherr !Jaabdees !!Sit Pat Nyala? Bandaa !!?Care !!! Care kinda !! Care kinda kinda !Moodu yetlu kodithe Aggipulla !! Naalugu kodithe Chintha Pitchcha !Balgoodu - Chinthaaku ! Pullagoora !! Tindhuvu RaaRaa Bammardee !!!Buzzwords I heard and uttered as long as my family was in Bhattupalli village.Zilla-Kodi[crude form of modern cricket], Goleelaata[marbles], Balgoodu[Kabaddi], Kothi-Komma[climbing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/feeds/113411064185001033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19712596&amp;postID=113411064185001033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/113411064185001033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19712596/posts/default/113411064185001033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yrnr.blogspot.com/2005/12/all-those-games-we-played-are-now.html' title='All Those Games We Played Are Now Extinct :-|'/><author><name>రానారె</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='17' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6002/1956/320/yrnr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
