<?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-2741192120945546681</id><updated>2011-07-07T21:10:10.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spaced==Out</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Enigma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899226114264709328</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>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741192120945546681.post-6443355472164213950</id><published>2009-08-18T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T11:38:12.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A picture is worth how many words ?</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/northernstarandthewhiterabbit/1525308681&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741192120945546681-6443355472164213950?l=suluspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/feeds/6443355472164213950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741192120945546681&amp;postID=6443355472164213950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/6443355472164213950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/6443355472164213950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/2009/08/picture-is-worth-how-many-words.html' title='A picture is worth how many words ?'/><author><name>Enigma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899226114264709328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741192120945546681.post-1735095744280003642</id><published>2007-11-12T12:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T14:52:24.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gambling</title><content type='html'>Passionate about exploration. An addiction to risk , who says you can only gamble in vegas. The stakes are high. {On retrospection realized , its not so high after all} .  A game where you know you are losing but can you turn and leave ? {Game ..? nonsense , lets just call it good old Ego }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im the darkness in the light&lt;br /&gt;Im the leftness in the right&lt;br /&gt;Im the rightness in the wrong&lt;br /&gt;Im the shortness in the long&lt;br /&gt;Im the goodness in the bad&lt;br /&gt;Im the saneness in the mad&lt;br /&gt;Im the sadness in the joy.&lt;br /&gt;                                                {U see that I am different.  Would like to add "Im the beauty in the beast" but critics might not spare me.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I developed a unique skill. I laugh at myself and write a blog about life that goes on.  A comedy of errors where life is neither a tempest nor an ice cream that melts away.  Living in a moment is what i learnt.&lt;br /&gt;                                  { Live life queen size. Wanted to say King ... but the feminist in me said no.}&lt;br /&gt;Im the half-truth in the lie&lt;br /&gt;Im the why not in the why&lt;br /&gt;Im the last roll of the die&lt;br /&gt;Im the old school in the tie&lt;br /&gt;Im the spirit in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Im the catcher in the rye&lt;br /&gt;*********************** {struck out , accepting expert comments.}&lt;br /&gt;{Conveys the eccentricities I live by . }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                -  gin soaked... girl I guess&lt;br /&gt;{Actually Vodka}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741192120945546681-1735095744280003642?l=suluspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/feeds/1735095744280003642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741192120945546681&amp;postID=1735095744280003642' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/1735095744280003642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/1735095744280003642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/2007/11/gamble.html' title='Gambling'/><author><name>Enigma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899226114264709328</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741192120945546681.post-4380147534744777213</id><published>2007-11-06T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T14:49:54.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jobless yet at Work</title><content type='html'>Jobless&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;conv&gt;{conv between boss n me}&lt;br /&gt;me: I have cleared up current issues. Let me take up the new ones and reduce your load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;see..&gt;{de de .. de ..de kaam mujko, mujko }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boss: No no don't worry , I want you to put all your resources in XYZ .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ehhhhh.... but its currently held up with smthg else.. so not much goign on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sala&gt;&lt;/sala&gt;&lt;/see..&gt;&lt;/conv&gt;{sala..  usme kaas nahi hai karne ko }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;conv&gt;&lt;see..&gt;&lt;sala&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boss:  No no don't worry , I want you to put all your resources in XYZ .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ehhh..... ok. &lt;bondu&gt; &lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{chal be shane . meri diwali hai . }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boss:bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;balle&gt;{aaj ke movie ka research}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Work&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;So i browsed orkut for an hour. found out who is dating whom , who is on getting married and who is not. Checked current temp in all the states I was interested in. Did research on common issues and concerns in medical science. Read abt Android. Thinking PV is the next company I shld join. hmmm. Chatted. Even checked c++ books . Ate too much . Thinking its jacuzzi time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a day!@#$%#$%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/balle&gt;&lt;/bondu&gt;&lt;/sala&gt;&lt;/see..&gt;&lt;/conv&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741192120945546681-4380147534744777213?l=suluspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/feeds/4380147534744777213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741192120945546681&amp;postID=4380147534744777213' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/4380147534744777213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/4380147534744777213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/2007/11/jobless-yet-at-work.html' title='Jobless yet at Work'/><author><name>Enigma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899226114264709328</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741192120945546681.post-662225149732620539</id><published>2007-11-04T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T07:17:32.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>827</title><content type='html'>Today i miss tucson more than ever. Wish i could bring back those days .. but i promise myself to visit 827 again... not 'coz of nostalgia but my best friends in life now inhabit the cactus city and god knows for how long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i miss:&lt;br /&gt;1. midnight syndrome&lt;br /&gt;2. LOST episodes&lt;br /&gt;3. Vettha kozambu and Frankie Rolls&lt;br /&gt;4. Tea&lt;br /&gt;5. Group dum&lt;br /&gt;6. swarnaka&lt;br /&gt;7. spiderweb&lt;br /&gt;8. Raw Vodka shots&lt;br /&gt;9. Cats n whiskers&lt;br /&gt;10. Styling n straightening&lt;br /&gt;11. worrsstttu...&lt;br /&gt;12.  RA ......{Random Accidents}&lt;random&gt;&lt;random&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. movie nights/ exam nights&lt;br /&gt;14. Maloneys&lt;br /&gt;15. A hug n smile with soothing thoughts that you are not alone in this mad world&lt;/random&gt;&lt;/random&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741192120945546681-662225149732620539?l=suluspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/feeds/662225149732620539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741192120945546681&amp;postID=662225149732620539' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/662225149732620539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/662225149732620539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/2007/11/827.html' title='827'/><author><name>Enigma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899226114264709328</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741192120945546681.post-1023294609149750649</id><published>2007-04-26T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T10:48:01.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what i am</title><content type='html'>:) . i am what i am and will be what i always am. Now thats too many am's but my ego has taken a beating.  Sheesshhh... things that clog ur mind .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741192120945546681-1023294609149750649?l=suluspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/feeds/1023294609149750649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741192120945546681&amp;postID=1023294609149750649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/1023294609149750649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/1023294609149750649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-i-am.html' title='what i am'/><author><name>Enigma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899226114264709328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741192120945546681.post-177471197902989978</id><published>2007-04-25T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T13:19:06.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>recollections...</title><content type='html'>Tango is done....lessons well learnt.  I still am to find a dance partner and seek out the floor to show  off my newly acquired talent but guess that can wait. :)  .&lt;br /&gt;Sem is coming to an end , the Master's chapter ending . New friends, new house , new job ...lol ... with everything changing is it time to go down the memory lane?  Smiles and laughter and some vodka and lights.. i will survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW am graduating......... yipeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741192120945546681-177471197902989978?l=suluspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/feeds/177471197902989978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741192120945546681&amp;postID=177471197902989978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/177471197902989978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/177471197902989978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/2007/04/recollections.html' title='recollections...'/><author><name>Enigma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899226114264709328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741192120945546681.post-2867729391676942558</id><published>2007-03-28T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T01:22:45.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my mind , the traitor</title><content type='html'>decadent dreams and emotionless words&lt;br /&gt;well practiced eye seeking a non-existent object,&lt;br /&gt;an illusion of carefree ways .&lt;br /&gt;wading through tides of resistance,an awful realization!&lt;br /&gt;broken hopes singing stupid songs.&lt;br /&gt;what a pity! Age changes few things.&lt;br /&gt;results of an idle mind ruminating on worthless issues.&lt;br /&gt;Shame! so much to change, so much to grow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741192120945546681-2867729391676942558?l=suluspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/feeds/2867729391676942558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741192120945546681&amp;postID=2867729391676942558' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/2867729391676942558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/2867729391676942558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-mind-traitor.html' title='my mind , the traitor'/><author><name>Enigma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899226114264709328</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-2741192120945546681.post-1114307067569427461</id><published>2007-03-07T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T22:36:12.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking?</title><content type='html'>am lying on the floor thinking&lt;br /&gt;how do i manage to sprain my neck every month?&lt;br /&gt;posture or sudden movement!&lt;br /&gt;well this time i didn't even move.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... So I lie on the floor&lt;br /&gt;hoping some how i find relief&lt;br /&gt;hoping the pain in my neck will go away&lt;br /&gt;slowly easing to that comforting spot.....&lt;br /&gt;then I get a call from him&lt;br /&gt;and the pain starts all over again!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741192120945546681-1114307067569427461?l=suluspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/feeds/1114307067569427461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741192120945546681&amp;postID=1114307067569427461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/1114307067569427461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/1114307067569427461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/2007/03/thinking.html' title='thinking?'/><author><name>Enigma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899226114264709328</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-2741192120945546681.post-9137476258069167602</id><published>2007-02-23T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T11:15:43.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fragile</title><content type='html'>If blood will flow when fresh and steel are one&lt;br /&gt;Drying in the colour of the evening sun&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrows rain will wash the stains away&lt;br /&gt;But something in our minds will always stay&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this final act was meant&lt;br /&gt;To clinch a lifetimes argument&lt;br /&gt;That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could&lt;br /&gt;For all those born beneath an angry star&lt;br /&gt;Lest we forget how fragile we are&lt;br /&gt;On and on the rain will fall&lt;br /&gt;Like tears from a star&lt;br /&gt;How fragile we are&lt;br /&gt;                                                - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;STING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741192120945546681-9137476258069167602?l=suluspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/feeds/9137476258069167602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741192120945546681&amp;postID=9137476258069167602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/9137476258069167602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/9137476258069167602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/2007/02/fragile.html' title='Fragile'/><author><name>Enigma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899226114264709328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741192120945546681.post-7241960551470077793</id><published>2007-02-13T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T14:57:56.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pareshan!</title><content type='html'>windy day,  cloudy and chill.&lt;br /&gt;cobwebs in the brain that a smoke didn't get rid of.  wondering why the strange noises!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ye lamhe na apne lage na paraye.&lt;br /&gt;kano me aisi shor machi hui hai.&lt;br /&gt;nasha chahiye is pal ko bitane.&lt;br /&gt;Lag raha hai kuch suna suna sa,&lt;br /&gt;shayad neend ki zaroorat hai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741192120945546681-7241960551470077793?l=suluspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/feeds/7241960551470077793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741192120945546681&amp;postID=7241960551470077793' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/7241960551470077793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/7241960551470077793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/2007/02/windy-day-cloudy-and-chill.html' title='pareshan!'/><author><name>Enigma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899226114264709328</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741192120945546681.post-9160099970219165170</id><published>2007-02-10T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T11:17:53.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>opinions</title><content type='html'>Clothes ,Men,Chocolates &amp; Sex&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start on a neutral note. I am unbiased and an equal opportunity believer. Not keeping in mind race, color or religion I believe all men have a tendency to disappoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is, as in mockery, set: the spring, the summer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The childing autumn, angry winter, change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Their wonted liveries; and the maz'd world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;By their increase, now knows not which is which:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And this same progeny of evils comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From our debate, from our dissension:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We are their parents and original.&lt;/span&gt;"                         - Shakespeare . &lt;midsummer&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Our debate here is in why I would choose clothes to men or chocolates to sex. Loss of control tends to obviate the very purpose of our fullfilment and I like staying in control.&lt;br /&gt;         Chocolates have historicaly proven to give a high. Intake releases serotonin in the brain, which is thought to produce feelings of pleasure. Romantic lore commonly identifies chocolate as an aphrodisiac. Also a sweet addiction.  benefits: Satisfaction garanteed and you are always in control.&lt;br /&gt;         The magnitude of  attachment a woman has to clothes has been scientifically studied and they say an average woman keeps her favourite dress longer than relationships. Contrary to saying "giving up sex for a new dress" , I say have both.  Shopping can cure you of many ailments like depression and breakup.Last but not the least fulfillment is complete when you find the perfect clothing.   benefits : bolster self esteem and accentuate sensuality.&lt;br /&gt;        In conclusion, my opinions have sexual undercurrents, I don't deny, neither do I say that the male species serve a limited purpose. Best decribed , this is a view through a prism or a color from the spectrum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"humans are born 'polymorphously perverse', meaning that any number of objects could be a source of pleasure."      &lt;/span&gt;                  - Sigmund Freud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"declarations of free will are in fact delusions; that we are not entirely aware of what we think and often act for reasons that have little to do with our conscious thoughts."&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;/span&gt;      - Sigmund Freud .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;/midsummer&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741192120945546681-9160099970219165170?l=suluspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/feeds/9160099970219165170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741192120945546681&amp;postID=9160099970219165170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/9160099970219165170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/9160099970219165170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/2007/02/opinions.html' title='opinions'/><author><name>Enigma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899226114264709328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2741192120945546681.post-2543323272752531112</id><published>2007-02-07T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T21:13:33.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I won!</title><content type='html'>the sweet joy of victory.&lt;br /&gt;sweat trickling down the brow and a smile creeping on the lips.&lt;br /&gt;a shout and hoot - hurray!&lt;br /&gt;muscles still tensed , the t-shirt still soaked.&lt;br /&gt;crowds screaming my name - ali ! ali ! ali!&lt;br /&gt;shoes pounding on the floor, over the towel I threw.&lt;br /&gt;hugs and cheers so many!my voice drowned by the drums.&lt;br /&gt;I won.&lt;br /&gt;someone , notice the blood oozing from his lips.&lt;br /&gt;a counterpart fallen, cluthing his head.&lt;br /&gt;stretcher, doctor and nurse running.&lt;br /&gt;Someone, notice the pain in his silent scream.&lt;br /&gt;I won.&lt;br /&gt;Heart is soaring , head held high!&lt;br /&gt;the trophy in my hands , a belt on my waist.&lt;br /&gt;flashes of light and the media clambering;&lt;br /&gt;I won.&lt;br /&gt;Someone, notice the knuckles still bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;His leg wrapped in an ice pack.&lt;br /&gt;A collar around his neck.&lt;br /&gt;Someone, notice his mother crying.&lt;br /&gt;I won.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741192120945546681-2543323272752531112?l=suluspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/feeds/2543323272752531112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741192120945546681&amp;postID=2543323272752531112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/2543323272752531112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/2543323272752531112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-won.html' title='I won!'/><author><name>Enigma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899226114264709328</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-2741192120945546681.post-570997818474745091</id><published>2007-02-06T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T18:47:24.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 to Tango</title><content type='html'>slow slow slow slow&lt;br /&gt;slow slow quick quick&lt;br /&gt;the basic steps of my first tango class. a very graceful teacher taught  a small class of 11.&lt;br /&gt;Its amazing what a patient teacher can make you feel about the most dreaded subject. For the first time, today I felt, I didn't have 2 left feet. I am all geared up and want to buy dancing shoes... guess I will wait till I learn what dancing is about.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741192120945546681-570997818474745091?l=suluspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/feeds/570997818474745091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741192120945546681&amp;postID=570997818474745091' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/570997818474745091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/570997818474745091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/2007/02/2-to-tango.html' title='2 to Tango'/><author><name>Enigma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899226114264709328</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-2741192120945546681.post-4502017519177756217</id><published>2007-01-31T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T11:23:04.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>melancholy</title><content type='html'>old age .  wrinkled skin and veins popped up.&lt;br /&gt;Wobbly feet and shivering hand!&lt;br /&gt;life hanging by a thread.&lt;br /&gt;tubes every where. tortured to see a troubled soul?&lt;br /&gt;The eyes are paralysed and the body rigid.&lt;br /&gt;Is death the solution or salvation ?&lt;br /&gt;I have seen death before , but its never the same.&lt;br /&gt;Suffering here is for everyone around&lt;br /&gt;and I want to end this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741192120945546681-4502017519177756217?l=suluspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/feeds/4502017519177756217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741192120945546681&amp;postID=4502017519177756217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/4502017519177756217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/4502017519177756217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/2007/01/melancholy.html' title='melancholy'/><author><name>Enigma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899226114264709328</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-2741192120945546681.post-8364945389345560717</id><published>2006-12-11T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T20:23:12.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Start</title><content type='html'>Day after day i read blogs and think why ppl write.&lt;br /&gt;What is a blog's purpose i ask&lt;br /&gt;Finally today, i said&lt;br /&gt;lets give it a shot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2741192120945546681-8364945389345560717?l=suluspace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/feeds/8364945389345560717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2741192120945546681&amp;postID=8364945389345560717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/8364945389345560717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2741192120945546681/posts/default/8364945389345560717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suluspace.blogspot.com/2006/12/start.html' title='A Start'/><author><name>Enigma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17899226114264709328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
