<?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-8475773346975577581</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:22:08.373-08:00</updated><category term='women'/><category term='summer'/><category term='tags'/><category term='songs'/><category term='bangla movie'/><category term='hindi'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='bollywood'/><category term='eight'/><category term='men'/><category term='mom'/><category term='hot'/><category term='weddings'/><title type='text'>Randomocity</title><subtitle type='html'>my random rants and raving and possibly every thought that comes to mind..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JJC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R01y855YpJI/SBoO-rbJd8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/J7DvI3GKYfE/S220/388c8cc45a07accc.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8475773346975577581.post-1642720343608543711</id><published>2011-12-08T22:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T22:22:52.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning-after pill ruling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-us-canada-16097627"&gt;Obama backs morning-after ruling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What do you guys think? &lt;br&gt;Do you think younger girls abuse this drug and what are the alternatives to not having access to this drug?&lt;br&gt;Either more teenage pregnancy or girls being more careful and making use of protection thats available to them..&lt;br&gt;Why does the government take such conservative measures in the case of womens' rights and their choices about their bodies? We should be able to always have access to what is available to us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8475773346975577581-1642720343608543711?l=bikarandomness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/feeds/1642720343608543711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8475773346975577581&amp;postID=1642720343608543711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/1642720343608543711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/1642720343608543711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/2011/12/morning-after-pill-ruling.html' title='Morning-after pill ruling'/><author><name>JJC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R01y855YpJI/SBoO-rbJd8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/J7DvI3GKYfE/S220/388c8cc45a07accc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8475773346975577581.post-4591906604098938091</id><published>2011-11-19T22:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T22:38:57.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bangladesh confronts war crimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-asia-15794246"&gt;Bangladesh confronts war crimes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R01y855YpJI/SBoO-rbJd8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/J7DvI3GKYfE/S220/388c8cc45a07accc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8475773346975577581.post-2466639107685698404</id><published>2011-06-25T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T12:35:00.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 lies that women tell their girlfriends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mid-day.com/relationships/2011/jun/080611-lies-women-tell-their-girlfriends.htm"&gt;5 lies that women tell their girlfriends&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8475773346975577581-2466639107685698404?l=bikarandomness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mid-day.com/relationships/2011/jun/080611-lies-women-tell-their-girlfriends.htm' title='5 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R01y855YpJI/SBoO-rbJd8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/J7DvI3GKYfE/S220/388c8cc45a07accc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8475773346975577581.post-7432481237454769800</id><published>2010-12-30T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T10:00:02.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As 2010 ends..</title><content type='html'>This has been QUITE a year! I remember telling Omi as we were heading towards this particular year&amp;nbsp;what would it be like and that we need to make it our year. &lt;br /&gt;As far as&amp;nbsp;I know, it has been the year of changes for many of my friends and also my sister. Some good, some not so good, and some bad. I definitely think a lot of us took some steps in to discovering ourselves, which can never be a bad thing. &lt;br /&gt;As for me, it was a memorable year. I vowed to becomes a more positive person and I think I did a pretty darn good job at it. It wasn't a perfect year but&amp;nbsp;I tried to not let the little things get to me. As&amp;nbsp;Fari says 'im very dramatic' on the inside so I get affected by things very fast. So my goal was&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;not bask in negative thoughts when something didn't go the way&amp;nbsp;I expected it to.&amp;nbsp;I made a few spontaneous choices; not all I care for, but&amp;nbsp;I learned a lot about myself and have no regrets. I wanted to break out of the stupid shell I put myself in. It was pointless you can not go on in life being scared of everything. I don't want to depend on anyone or anything else to make me happy, that it something you have to find that within yourself. &lt;br /&gt;My friendships have grown stronger and I've let loose the ones that don't exactly matter. I'm learning to be a bit selfish and also focus a bit more on believing in myself and I've got good people around me that help me do this ( I've also learned to let them help me). &lt;br /&gt;I partied my ass of this year and am ssooooo glad&amp;nbsp;I did! Maybe I will never be as crazy as many other people, but I'm fine where&amp;nbsp;I am at. &lt;br /&gt;I would like to continue into 2011 with a positive outlook and work harder and to believe in myself. I hope the rest of you do the same :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8475773346975577581-7432481237454769800?l=bikarandomness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/feeds/7432481237454769800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8475773346975577581&amp;postID=7432481237454769800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/7432481237454769800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/7432481237454769800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/2010/12/as-2010-ends.html' title='As 2010 ends..'/><author><name>JJC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R01y855YpJI/SBoO-rbJd8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/J7DvI3GKYfE/S220/388c8cc45a07accc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8475773346975577581.post-2823880398227438792</id><published>2010-11-08T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T19:38:27.295-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>Winter skin essentials</title><content type='html'>I stopped by The Body Shop during work today. I picked up a the Honey &amp;amp; Oat 3-in-1 Scrub Mask , Neroli Jasmin body lotion and the Aloe Soothing Day Cream. &amp;nbsp;I love the smell of the lotion and its not too greasy which is great. It has sandalwood in it so it's a bit strong but I think it will be good for winter. I already tried on the face mask; you can't really go wrong with oats and honey because they are both good for dry skin. I"ll see how the face cream works out, I wanted something without SPF for moisturizing purposes. Now I need a good eye cream that will take care of both dark circles and dryness, any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R01y855YpJI/TNi_fTbcKtI/AAAAAAAADXU/LEPIhOJjrpc/s1600/pd_neroli_jasmin_body_lotion_29904.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R01y855YpJI/TNi_fTbcKtI/AAAAAAAADXU/LEPIhOJjrpc/s1600/pd_neroli_jasmin_body_lotion_29904.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R01y855YpJI/TNi_cqBHCOI/AAAAAAAADXQ/_NsSX2Bn3W8/s1600/pd_honey_oat_3-in-1_scrub_mask_top_rpk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R01y855YpJI/TNi_cqBHCOI/AAAAAAAADXQ/_NsSX2Bn3W8/s1600/pd_honey_oat_3-in-1_scrub_mask_top_rpk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8475773346975577581-2823880398227438792?l=bikarandomness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/feeds/2823880398227438792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8475773346975577581&amp;postID=2823880398227438792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/2823880398227438792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/2823880398227438792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/2010/11/winter-skin-essentials.html' title='Winter skin essentials'/><author><name>JJC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R01y855YpJI/SBoO-rbJd8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/J7DvI3GKYfE/S220/388c8cc45a07accc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R01y855YpJI/TNi_fTbcKtI/AAAAAAAADXU/LEPIhOJjrpc/s72-c/pd_neroli_jasmin_body_lotion_29904.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8475773346975577581.post-3153956683060057589</id><published>2010-11-03T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T07:20:49.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fari's Dad</title><content type='html'>One of my best friends' father passed away Monday night. He was suffering form colon cancer for a while now. I spent the day with her and her family yesterday. The prayer for him was in a Masjid in the Bronx last night and they are burying him this morning in New Jersey. I'm really not very good at dealing with these kind of things, I usually stay away from it. When I walked into her house I wanted to turn around and run back out. I guess this was Allah's way of saying, " It's not always about you, so man up and do something for someone else for once." Her mom was there when he passed away, yet she couldn't remember it at all. her mind just blocked it all out. She had a moment of hysteria, but she was okay later on. I know my friend is trying to be very brave just&amp;nbsp;for her mom, that's just the kind of person she is. Even if she is scared, she will put it aside. &lt;br /&gt;It was&amp;nbsp;the first dead face I've&amp;nbsp;seen so up close, and I did get a bit freaked out afterwards. Thankfully, her cousins' husband helped me out a bit. I shouldn't be scared because there is no reason to be, but it was the first time so didn't know what to expect. I know she sort of wanted me to, so I could be a part of what she's going through.&amp;nbsp;I wish I could do more, but I don't know what I could possibly do. I still feel very overwhelmed, I cant even imagine what they've been going through. Even though they've been expecting it for about two years now, you can never be fully prepared. They're very strong people though, so I'm positive they will definitely be okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8475773346975577581-3153956683060057589?l=bikarandomness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/feeds/3153956683060057589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8475773346975577581&amp;postID=3153956683060057589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/3153956683060057589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/3153956683060057589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/2010/11/faris-dad.html' title='Fari&apos;s Dad'/><author><name>JJC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R01y855YpJI/SBoO-rbJd8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/J7DvI3GKYfE/S220/388c8cc45a07accc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8475773346975577581.post-1532293158467417081</id><published>2010-10-29T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T22:08:25.206-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><title type='text'>A constant struggle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I just watched the Indian Stepmom remake 'We are Family.' My sister saw it earlier today and reminded me about watching it. I cried my ass off!! I do not cry much but when I watch sappy Indian movies, I cry and immensely enjoy doing so. It's a great movie; very subdued and the emotions felt real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It made me start thinking again about the things our mothers do for us and how they give up so much for us. I complain about my mother and bicker with her night and day. I cant change it; I'm too used to it. I constantly think about her all day. What she's going to say or yell at me for. I also sometimes wonder what life would be like without her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I remember when my mother used to force me to pray tarawih at the mosque during the month of Ramadan, I'd huff and puff and go. I went on and on about how this won't count because I'm doing it for her and not Allah. Some days though I'd sit near near her and secretly look at her face. It felt like the saddest and most pure face I ever seen. it's the few times she lets go of her tough face that she keeps to keep everything in her life altogether. it's the few times where i let go of my own selfishness and just want to give in and do things her way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I don't want to feel guilty for not being there for her enough or being a replacement because no one else is by her side.&amp;nbsp;I've&amp;nbsp;done it for a long time , now I want to find my own life now and figure out what is important to me. I have a lot of growing up to do, and I need the space to do so.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Yet, its a constant struggle between doing what I want and doing what she wants. I'm not perfect, I hope&amp;nbsp;some&amp;nbsp;day she accepts me just like that. I also know she will never stop trying to make me a better person or give up on me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8475773346975577581-1532293158467417081?l=bikarandomness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/feeds/1532293158467417081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8475773346975577581&amp;postID=1532293158467417081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/1532293158467417081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/1532293158467417081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/2010/10/constant-struggle.html' title='A constant struggle'/><author><name>JJC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R01y855YpJI/SBoO-rbJd8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/J7DvI3GKYfE/S220/388c8cc45a07accc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8475773346975577581.post-7737798899449662848</id><published>2010-05-17T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T18:02:27.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will Smith and Family on Oprah!</title><content type='html'>Will Smith and his wife and children were on Oprah today talking about family values and how they keep their marriage working. They sound so humble and I love what they say about having goals in their marriage to keep it moving more than the basics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshheaxt9i185e2E3UkB"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshheaxt9i185e2E3UkB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullscreen="true" width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8475773346975577581-7737798899449662848?l=bikarandomness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/feeds/7737798899449662848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8475773346975577581&amp;postID=7737798899449662848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/7737798899449662848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/7737798899449662848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/2010/05/will-smith-and-family-on-oprah.html' title='Will Smith and Family on Oprah!'/><author><name>JJC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R01y855YpJI/SBoO-rbJd8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/J7DvI3GKYfE/S220/388c8cc45a07accc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8475773346975577581.post-1897104070411489678</id><published>2010-04-21T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T21:15:49.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For all you people who are in you 20's and above, did you ever think it would be this hard to get what you've always thought you'd get? preferably relationship and work wise..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8475773346975577581-1897104070411489678?l=bikarandomness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/feeds/1897104070411489678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8475773346975577581&amp;postID=1897104070411489678&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/1897104070411489678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/1897104070411489678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/2010/04/for-all-you-people-who-are-in-you-20s.html' title=''/><author><name>JJC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R01y855YpJI/SBoO-rbJd8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/J7DvI3GKYfE/S220/388c8cc45a07accc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8475773346975577581.post-8768354032322204321</id><published>2010-01-06T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T21:17:35.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think we all feel like we or our surroundings are just not normal. borderline fucking dysfunctional. what IS normal then? and how do you get yourself to feel it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8475773346975577581-8768354032322204321?l=bikarandomness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/feeds/8768354032322204321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8475773346975577581&amp;postID=8768354032322204321&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/8768354032322204321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/8768354032322204321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-think-we-all-feel-like-we-or-our.html' title=''/><author><name>JJC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R01y855YpJI/SBoO-rbJd8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/J7DvI3GKYfE/S220/388c8cc45a07accc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8475773346975577581.post-5997755273905247687</id><published>2009-11-19T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T21:10:44.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nope..boys are still insanely retarded. Do they EVER grow up..?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8475773346975577581-5997755273905247687?l=bikarandomness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/feeds/5997755273905247687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8475773346975577581&amp;postID=5997755273905247687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/5997755273905247687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/5997755273905247687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/2009/11/nope.html' title=''/><author><name>JJC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R01y855YpJI/SBoO-rbJd8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/J7DvI3GKYfE/S220/388c8cc45a07accc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8475773346975577581.post-22238439336803985</id><published>2009-11-14T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T22:19:37.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Few weeks ago my Uncle made a joke about me being stingy. I asked him why he thought so, he said was I don't see you spending or buying things. I didn't go on a rampage, all I said was I didn't work for just about two years, I had to stretch what I had in many way as I could. &lt;br /&gt;I would've gotten offended, except I know how he is (completely materialistic) and I know i'm definitely not stingy. I had to sacrifice not being able to buy what the hell I want and still do. Its not my 'fault' that I don't think about shopping and having the latest things all the time. I just dont care enough, but I think I do more than others do, even at the minimum. I also don't believe in blowing everything on looking my best all the time. No energy and also what will I do with that If i have nothing left to use to go out or  do something for others?  &lt;br /&gt;Point being, some people are into looking their best and that great. but Im not. it doesn't mean im stingy. If i was so stingy? why the hell dont have a shitload of money saved up? Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8475773346975577581-22238439336803985?l=bikarandomness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/feeds/22238439336803985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8475773346975577581&amp;postID=22238439336803985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/22238439336803985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/22238439336803985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/2009/11/few-weeks-ago-my-uncle-made-joke-about.html' title=''/><author><name>JJC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R01y855YpJI/SBoO-rbJd8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/J7DvI3GKYfE/S220/388c8cc45a07accc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8475773346975577581.post-2573568529166255421</id><published>2009-10-24T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T14:50:34.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wiser?</title><content type='html'>I'm noticing that married people start preferring to hang out with other married people, just like couples look for other couples to hang out with.&lt;br /&gt;Does getting married mean you've attained more wisdom compared to single people?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8475773346975577581-2573568529166255421?l=bikarandomness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/feeds/2573568529166255421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8475773346975577581&amp;postID=2573568529166255421&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/2573568529166255421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/2573568529166255421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-noticing-that-married-people-start.html' title='wiser?'/><author><name>JJC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R01y855YpJI/SBoO-rbJd8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/J7DvI3GKYfE/S220/388c8cc45a07accc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8475773346975577581.post-8910699611355348464</id><published>2009-04-26T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T15:37:51.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>forget race. People are most biased against fat people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8475773346975577581-8910699611355348464?l=bikarandomness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/feeds/8910699611355348464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8475773346975577581&amp;postID=8910699611355348464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/8910699611355348464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/8910699611355348464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/2009/04/forget-race.html' title=''/><author><name>JJC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R01y855YpJI/SBoO-rbJd8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/J7DvI3GKYfE/S220/388c8cc45a07accc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8475773346975577581.post-2145333629329774723</id><published>2009-02-18T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T14:09:42.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 truths</title><content type='html'>1. last beverage→ Snapple green tea&lt;br /&gt;2. last phone call→ Mom&lt;br /&gt;3. last instant message→ Omio&lt;br /&gt;4. last song you listened to→ latoo from ghajini&lt;br /&gt;SIX HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;1. dated someone twice→ no&lt;br /&gt;2. been cheated on? don't think so&lt;br /&gt;3. kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it? Nah&lt;br /&gt;4. lost someone special? No&lt;br /&gt;5. been depressed? ofocurse, who hasn't&lt;br /&gt;6. been drunk and threw up? no, i hope i don't ever do so&lt;br /&gt;LIST THREE FAVORITE COLOURS:&lt;br /&gt;1. green&lt;br /&gt;2. purple&lt;br /&gt;3.YELLOW&lt;br /&gt;THIS MONTH HAVE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. Made a new friend → nope&lt;br /&gt;2. Fallen out of love → never fell in it to begin with&lt;br /&gt;3. Laughed until you cried → lol yea, yesterday&lt;br /&gt;4. Met someone who changed you → nope&lt;br /&gt;5. Found out who your true friends were → it take a bit more than a month to find that out&lt;br /&gt;6. Found out someone was talking about you→ no&lt;br /&gt;7. Kissed anyone on your friend's list→ nope&lt;br /&gt;8. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life → atleast 3/4ths&lt;br /&gt;9. How many kids do you want to have→ at most 3&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you have any pets → no&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you want to change your name→ no I like mine&lt;br /&gt;12. What did you do for your last birthday --&gt; cried and then went to cheesecake factory..and partied the weekend before.&lt;br /&gt;13. what time did you wake up today → 7:40 a.m..had class&lt;br /&gt;14. What were you doing at midnight last night → Laughing about hindi dubbed American movies wiht omio&lt;br /&gt;15. Name something you CANNOT wait for→ Finish college&lt;br /&gt;16. Last time you saw your father→ It's been a long time, maybe May 2008?&lt;br /&gt;17. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life → dysfunctionality&lt;br /&gt;18. What are you listening to right now → the rain&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom →yes, my manager from when I worked at american eagle&lt;br /&gt;23. What's getting on your nerves right now → that i feel sleepy&lt;br /&gt;24. Most visited webpage → facebook and yahoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Whats your real name → Jabina Jerin Chowdhury&lt;br /&gt;2. Nicknames→ Bika, Jabs, Jabba&lt;br /&gt;3. Relationship Status → so so single&lt;br /&gt;4. Zodiac sign → Pisces&lt;br /&gt;5. Male or female → Female&lt;br /&gt;6. Elementary? PS 70&lt;br /&gt;7. Middle School → IS 10/Horace greeley intermediate school&lt;br /&gt;8. Highschool →Brooklyn Technical H.S&lt;br /&gt;10. Hair colour → Black&lt;br /&gt;11. Long or short → Long&lt;br /&gt;15. Are you health freak → I like to eat well&lt;br /&gt;16. Height → 4'11"&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you have a crush on someone → not at all&lt;br /&gt;18: what do you like about yourself? → my common sense&lt;br /&gt;19. Piercing → 7 piercings&lt;br /&gt;20. Tattoos → I wish&lt;br /&gt;21. Righty or lefty → Lefty&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;br /&gt;22. First surgery → right arm when i was 5&lt;br /&gt;23. First piercing → Ear lobes&lt;br /&gt;24. First best friend → Josephine Troia and Nancy Z.&lt;br /&gt;26. First sport you joined – Lol I don't do sports&lt;br /&gt;27. First pet → a goldfish, it my also my last&lt;br /&gt;28. First vacation→ Florida&lt;br /&gt;29. First concert → Salman khan and Sridevi concert at MSG&lt;br /&gt;30. First crush→ Lol my neightbor George, he was also in my class in 1st grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Eating → chex mix&lt;br /&gt;50. Drinking → water&lt;br /&gt;52. I'm about to → take a nap instead of study&lt;br /&gt;53. Listening to → nothing&lt;br /&gt;55. Waiting → to become famous&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE :&lt;br /&gt;58. Want kids? yes&lt;br /&gt;59. Want to get married? Maybe&lt;br /&gt;60. Careers in mind? socialite;p&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX? :&lt;br /&gt;68. Lips or Eyes → Eyes&lt;br /&gt;69. Hugs or Kisses → Hugs&lt;br /&gt;70. Shorter or taller → Taller&lt;br /&gt;71. Older or Younger→Def Older&lt;br /&gt;72. Romantic or Spontaneous → Spontaneous&lt;br /&gt;73. Nice stomach or nice arms → Arms..better for hugs&lt;br /&gt;74. Sensitive or loud →lol neither..there shuold be an in between&lt;br /&gt;75. Hook-up or relationship → Relationship definitely&lt;br /&gt;77. Trouble maker or hesitant→ ? i dont get it&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;br /&gt;78. Kissed a stranger → no..&lt;br /&gt;79. Drank hard liquor → once&lt;br /&gt;80. Lost glasses/contacts → broke my sisters&lt;br /&gt;81. Ran away from home → many times in my head&lt;br /&gt;84. Broken someone's heart → nope&lt;br /&gt;85. Been arrested → lol no, I am a law abiding citizen ;p&lt;br /&gt;86. Turned someone down → unfortuantely, yes&lt;br /&gt;87. Cried when someone died → no, i dont know how to&lt;br /&gt;88. Liked a guy friend → Yes&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;89. Yourself→ sometimes&lt;br /&gt;90. Miracles → not anymore&lt;br /&gt;91. Love at first sight→ no way&lt;br /&gt;92. Heaven → yeah&lt;br /&gt;93. Santa Claus → not anymore&lt;br /&gt;95. Kiss on the first date → no, I feel embrassed&lt;br /&gt;96. Angels → yeah&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;97. Is there one person you want to be with right now? not at all&lt;br /&gt;98. Had more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at one time? no&lt;br /&gt;99. Do you believe in God? Yes&lt;br /&gt;100. Posting this as 100 Truths? yea&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8475773346975577581-2145333629329774723?l=bikarandomness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/feeds/2145333629329774723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8475773346975577581&amp;postID=2145333629329774723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/2145333629329774723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/2145333629329774723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/2009/02/100-truths.html' title='100 truths'/><author><name>JJC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R01y855YpJI/SBoO-rbJd8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/J7DvI3GKYfE/S220/388c8cc45a07accc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8475773346975577581.post-4969904839309468345</id><published>2008-09-26T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T20:42:48.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough Said.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="WIDTH: 250px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fff"&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.adobe.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://news.yahoo.com/election-badge" width="250" height="360" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="candidate=obama" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FLOAT: right" href="http://www.yahoo.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="19" alt="Yahoo!" src="http://l.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mig/electionsbadge/y00.gif" width="33" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-SIZE: 12px; MARGIN-LEFT: 8px; COLOR: #555; LINE-HEIGHT: 19px; FONT-FAMILY: sans-serif" href="http://news.yahoo.com/elections/"&gt;See latest stories on Yahoo! News&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8475773346975577581-4969904839309468345?l=bikarandomness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/feeds/4969904839309468345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8475773346975577581&amp;postID=4969904839309468345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/4969904839309468345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/4969904839309468345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/2008/09/see-latest-stories-on-yahoo-news.html' title='Enough Said.'/><author><name>JJC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R01y855YpJI/SBoO-rbJd8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/J7DvI3GKYfE/S220/388c8cc45a07accc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8475773346975577581.post-7026576685033377007</id><published>2008-07-08T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T23:46:23.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><title type='text'>My Mostest..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Most Fondest memory of my childhood&lt;/span&gt;: the time my little cousin Nabila pooped in her pants in a sari store in Jackson Heights and it ran all the way into her sneakers..&lt;br /&gt;and when we threw eggs at Bodhu uncle's car becuase he wouldn't buy candy from us after promising to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Most over-used word&lt;/span&gt;: no..and shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Most awful moment of my life&lt;/span&gt;: can't share..but could be the car accident in florida and when i got my heart broken ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Most loved food&lt;/span&gt;: Pizza and tortellini alfredo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Most favorite song&lt;/span&gt;: Saat Samundar Paar from Vishwatma (when i was a kid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Most unliked song&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=A5iFHsgqHEQ"&gt;Andhe ka funda&lt;/a&gt; from Jodi no. 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Most favorite beverage:&lt;/span&gt; Cream Soda and Snapple Lime green tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Most dreamt about career:&lt;/span&gt; Flight Attendant and bollywood actress aka Sridevi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Most hated subject in school&lt;/span&gt;: Science&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Most loved subject in school:&lt;/span&gt; ..Film?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Most favorite thing to do&lt;/span&gt;: watching bollywood movies and songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Most not so favorite thing to do:&lt;/span&gt; traveling to class/college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Most compatible person to you:&lt;/span&gt; weirdly, my cousin. no incest shit , but hes my bro and best freidn. and i'd love to meet a guy that comes close to the chemistry we share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Most not so compatible person to you:&lt;/span&gt; All the guys I've talked to so far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Most money you ever spent on one thing:&lt;/span&gt; I used to on Sunglasses and i guess my Ipod. ive yet to spend some big bucks on something..my splurge is my makeup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Most hated person by you:&lt;/span&gt; Rakhi Sawant..and i guess a few girls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ost stupid-est thing you have ever heard:&lt;/span&gt; in high school a dude told me his sister is dumb for wanting to work..she doesn't need to, she has her husband, father and father in law to take care of her..he said a womens place is at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Most accomplished moment in life:&lt;/span&gt; Being nice to some people who truly dont deserve  it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Most memorable moment in recent days:&lt;/span&gt; most memorable monet ALWAYS..meeting Salman Khan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Most cherished item you want:&lt;/span&gt; lots of antique jewelry and a closet full of diamonds ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Most disliked item you feel created by man:&lt;/span&gt; chairs in classrooms..hurts my arse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Most closest friend you tell everything to:&lt;/span&gt; Omi..literally..everythingg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Most favorite place in the whole world:&lt;/span&gt; as of now..new york and toronto..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Most relevant reason for creating this list:&lt;/span&gt; Give my self a chance to think about these things..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8475773346975577581-7026576685033377007?l=bikarandomness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/feeds/7026576685033377007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8475773346975577581&amp;postID=7026576685033377007&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/7026576685033377007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/7026576685033377007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-mostest.html' title='My Mostest..'/><author><name>JJC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R01y855YpJI/SBoO-rbJd8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/J7DvI3GKYfE/S220/388c8cc45a07accc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8475773346975577581.post-3071701552448321111</id><published>2008-06-08T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T15:35:03.114-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>hot sweaty days are here..</title><content type='html'>Ahh yesterday was the 'official' first hot day of the summer. It was borderline gross, and we decided to make a trip to the laundromat! Thank god clothes dry faster in the summertime.&lt;br /&gt;So far I've just been hanging out, rekindling with old friends, watching movies, shopping..enjoying the time while i can since I choose not to work right now. Taking a summer class two days a week and plan on going to Toronto to visit my loves next month. I might as well take advantage of the spare leisure time now while i can. I HOPE  to be much busier this time next year, working and getting closer to finishing college.&lt;br /&gt;    Technically, I should be much more productive at this time..being 22 and all. If i wanted to, i could be doing much more. But I've learned that i need to take my time with things and ease into it. I'm working on self- improvement in many ways.. But it's hard.&lt;br /&gt;I am a very lazy person. its a damn fact. I try hard to change it..but eh, have been unsuccessful. even such things as getting up late from bed to putting things off for the next day. I  think think think but don't get around to doing most of the time.  But it makes me feel like i lack a lot of things, basically not up to par with who id like to perceive myself as..&lt;br /&gt;I don't think i will be completely satisfied with myself until i 'fix' the things that bother me. hence, The efforts continue :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8475773346975577581-3071701552448321111?l=bikarandomness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/feeds/3071701552448321111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8475773346975577581&amp;postID=3071701552448321111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/3071701552448321111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/3071701552448321111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/2008/06/hot-sweaty-days-are-here.html' title='hot sweaty days are here..'/><author><name>JJC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R01y855YpJI/SBoO-rbJd8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/J7DvI3GKYfE/S220/388c8cc45a07accc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8475773346975577581.post-1648275994965610441</id><published>2008-05-15T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T16:59:02.139-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hindi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bollywood'/><title type='text'>Songs of Life! in hindi..</title><content type='html'>Im basically throwing in my fav songs whever i can! Tagged taken from &lt;a href="http://thebratthebeanandbedlam.wordpress.com/"&gt;MadMomma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Opening credits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;:  &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=3fRlAvd3tvc"&gt;sexy sexy mujhe log bole&lt;/a&gt; - Khuddar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JgiGrXpOhYg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Waking up:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=7_mITdPnjwY"&gt;bahon mein chalein ao&lt;/a&gt;- Anamika / &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=BPOQIv9278A"&gt;mere khwabon mein&lt;/a&gt; - ddlj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Average day&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=XPImeu7zdAc"&gt;kisi ki haath na aayegi yeh ladki&lt;/a&gt; - Chaalbaaz /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First date&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=qydp8usP4V8"&gt;saawariya tere yaad mein&lt;/a&gt;- Falguni pathak / aaj kal pao zameen par -Ghar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Falling in love&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=nuPqiKRtZtk"&gt;pyar kiya nahin jata&lt;/a&gt; - Woh 7 Din/ &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=qekL0MKMOVw"&gt;kitna pyar tumhe karte hain &lt;/a&gt;- elel&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=qb1VHQG0wLI"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love Scene&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=SS1g9UEigrk"&gt;likha hai yeh&lt;/a&gt;  - Darr/ &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=jOiAOSx2Mmg"&gt;tere bina jiya jaye na&lt;/a&gt;- Ghar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=qb1VHQG0wLI"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fight Scene&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=47EUNCZgDnc"&gt;ladna jagadna &lt;/a&gt;- Dupicate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Breaking up&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=-iGIjDiePKI"&gt;tanhayee&lt;/a&gt;- Dil chahta hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Getting back together&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=8Dx4HoQIjUc"&gt;mujhse juda hokar&lt;/a&gt;- Hum aapke hain koun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Secret love&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=zw6POAqHr7E"&gt;Kabhi main kahoon&lt;/a&gt; - Lamhe / &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=plsRqFDk-2A"&gt;Pyar kiya to darna kiya&lt;/a&gt;- Mughal-e-azam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life’s ok&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=msqh6dzOv8E"&gt;zindagi ki yehi reet hai&lt;/a&gt; - Mr. India / &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=tbTHRSihjEg"&gt;kuch to hua hai&lt;/a&gt; - Kal ho naa ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mental Breakdown&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=tPNJNpuCnPY"&gt;tadap tadap&lt;/a&gt; -Hum dil de chuke Sanam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Driving&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=yKigzlUypt8"&gt;yeh dil deewana&lt;/a&gt; - Pardes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Learning a lesson&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=cLjruiAb_xU"&gt;padh likh ke&lt;/a&gt; - Zakhm/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deep thought&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=lzmHuoKlHX8"&gt;sochna kya jo bhi hoga&lt;/a&gt; - Ghayal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flashback&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=OyQu0zgLQIA"&gt;yaad aa rahi hai&lt;/a&gt; - Love Story  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v_7SC-_UHgc"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Partying&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=MZk4sO5-XZg"&gt;dil mein baji guitar&lt;/a&gt; - Apna sapna money money/ &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=X0b7zwqnknA"&gt;beedi jalaile&lt;/a&gt; - Omkara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Dance&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=HzbpGWAJPzg"&gt;rangeela re&lt;/a&gt; - Rangeela / &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=rm17BPGvZSc"&gt;rang barse&lt;/a&gt; - Silsila&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Regretting&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=bChOZiTD0-g"&gt;kyon zindagi ki raah mein&lt;/a&gt; - Saath Saath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Long night alon&lt;/span&gt;e: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=-kuDZGDhNd0"&gt;yeh raat kushnaseeb hain&lt;/a&gt; -Aaina / &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=kDwOP9o79J0"&gt;jaane kaise beetegi&lt;/a&gt; - Basera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Death Scene&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=hAlD6zehT5E"&gt;Zindagi ka safar&lt;/a&gt; - Anand(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Closing Credits&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=u3YTBozxlm8"&gt;Har kisi ko nahin milta&lt;/a&gt; -Jaan baaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8475773346975577581-1648275994965610441?l=bikarandomness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/feeds/1648275994965610441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8475773346975577581&amp;postID=1648275994965610441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/1648275994965610441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/1648275994965610441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/2008/05/songs-of-life-in-hindi.html' title='Songs of Life! in hindi..'/><author><name>JJC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R01y855YpJI/SBoO-rbJd8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/J7DvI3GKYfE/S220/388c8cc45a07accc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8475773346975577581.post-3771491349731189376</id><published>2008-05-10T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T15:27:04.237-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eight'/><title type='text'>Eight, Eight , Eight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eight Things I am Passionate About&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Indian Movies&lt;br /&gt;2. reading books and magazines&lt;br /&gt;3. figuring out men even though it will be a never-ending process..&lt;br /&gt;4. the internet. i love it, my life wouldn't be the same w/o it.&lt;br /&gt;5. Yoga (love it, need to put it into use muchhh much more)&lt;br /&gt;6. Learning about different cultures&lt;br /&gt;7. ___ leaving it open for new passions!&lt;br /&gt;8. Food,Food, Food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eight Things I Want To Do Before I Die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. go on a cruise&lt;br /&gt;2. run my own business or at least be the head of somethingg&lt;br /&gt;3. be remembered for something&lt;br /&gt;4. stop being scared of my mom&lt;br /&gt;5. become a decent writer&lt;br /&gt;6. own a summerhouse&lt;br /&gt;7. bungee-jump (still thinking about that one, i made it to a roller coaster)&lt;br /&gt;8. ride a motorcycle&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eight Places I Want to Visit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Disneyworld&lt;br /&gt;2. Greece&lt;br /&gt;3. Italy (to eatttt)&lt;br /&gt;4. Japan&lt;br /&gt;5. India&lt;br /&gt;6. Spain&lt;br /&gt;7. Brazil&lt;br /&gt;8. Thailand (again, too eattt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eight Things I Say Often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wow, thats crazyyy..&lt;br /&gt;2. oh nooo..&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you f****ing serious?&lt;br /&gt;4. I dont give a shit.&lt;br /&gt;5. she killed it.&lt;br /&gt;6. kheno??? (what? in Bengali)&lt;br /&gt;7. hello, no.&lt;br /&gt;8. You're ok ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eight Books I Have Read Recently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Reading Lolita in Tehran&lt;br /&gt;2. The Kite Runner by Khaleid Hosseini (again)&lt;br /&gt;3.  Gandhi's Autobiography (still reading)&lt;br /&gt;4. A doll's house by henrik ibsen (play)&lt;br /&gt;5. Fences (play)&lt;br /&gt;6. i havent been reading much..&lt;br /&gt;7. I havent been reading much..&lt;br /&gt;8.. i havent been... you get the message ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eight Songs I Can Listen to Again and Again (thats not enough!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=E4vP2kuFoGs"&gt;Lag ja gale ke phir yeh haseen raath ho na no&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Woh kaun thi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=op7k0UqgvTw"&gt;Bahon ke Darmiyan&lt;/a&gt;/ &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=Qc0bz15auUw"&gt;Yeh dil Sun raha hai&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Khamoshi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=pkJlcvqds2U"&gt;tujhse naraaz nahi zindagi-&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Masoom &lt;/span&gt;(Hindi)&lt;br /&gt;4. Shesh Chithi/ Chalo bodley jai- LRB (Bangla)&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=EKMPf737pp0"&gt;kabhi kabhi mere dil mein&lt;/a&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kabhi Kabhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=g3PF76M3DAI"&gt;Jeeyen to jeeye Kaise&lt;/a&gt;/ &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=H_DGLHjmXt8"&gt;dekha hai pehli baar&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saajan &lt;/span&gt;(whole album)&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=oQIORvOgoo4"&gt;jaane jigar jaaneman&lt;/a&gt;/ &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=rprwgdr3amc"&gt;dheere dheere se&lt;/a&gt;/ mera dil tere liye- Whole &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aashiqui &lt;/span&gt;album!&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=Un6P64_JJD0"&gt;Saat Samundat Paar&lt;/a&gt;/ &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=ZBFGv25VnRc"&gt;Ankhon mein hai kya&lt;/a&gt; - Viswatma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eight Things That Attract Me to My Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. they deal with my wackiness&lt;br /&gt;2. Love for food&lt;br /&gt;3. bollywood&lt;br /&gt;4. Laziness&lt;br /&gt;5. laughter&lt;br /&gt;6. no (frien)envy or competitiveness&lt;br /&gt;7. awesome hearts&lt;br /&gt;8. dumb jokes and randomness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8475773346975577581-3771491349731189376?l=bikarandomness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/feeds/3771491349731189376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8475773346975577581&amp;postID=3771491349731189376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/3771491349731189376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/3771491349731189376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/2008/05/eight-eight-eight.html' title='Eight, Eight , Eight!'/><author><name>JJC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R01y855YpJI/SBoO-rbJd8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/J7DvI3GKYfE/S220/388c8cc45a07accc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8475773346975577581.post-7932600528484205312</id><published>2008-05-03T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T22:12:09.113-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bangla movie'/><title type='text'>chere de amake!</title><content type='html'>my mother and I are watching an old 80's Bengali movie on television. it is hilarious. the songs, the dialogue, the dramaticness.. Its funny how i love Indian (bollywood ) movies and find nothing wrong with them but when it comes to Bengali movies, i think its the worst thing ever. Well there is a huge difference, especially in the quality. But bangladeshi movies are like..really bad fake c-grade indian movies!&lt;br /&gt;my favorite line tonight from this move was in a song 'meetha meetha prem kheno titha korecho! (why do you make sweet love so bitter)'. It just doesnt sound so nice in bengali..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8475773346975577581-7932600528484205312?l=bikarandomness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/feeds/7932600528484205312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8475773346975577581&amp;postID=7932600528484205312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/7932600528484205312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/7932600528484205312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/2008/05/chere-de-amake.html' title='chere de amake!'/><author><name>JJC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R01y855YpJI/SBoO-rbJd8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/J7DvI3GKYfE/S220/388c8cc45a07accc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8475773346975577581.post-2866738362801074878</id><published>2008-05-01T12:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T20:10:22.227-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>hey there good-lookin...</title><content type='html'>I just read a 'note' a friend of mine wrote questioning if a smart, independent woman dumbs herself for men to fit what they want us to be. also, the age old question of if it only matters to men that we look good on the outside. Honestly, I do think that most people judge each other on first impressions ( i.e making your opinion on someone in the first 17 seconds), so to a point it does matter what you look like. But i do think that eventually people get past that and move on to your personality. Well most people do. I also think that sometimes, when someone so very physically attracted to you, they want very badly for you to also be a good person (meaning, maybe they overlook a lot of bad qualities. )&lt;br /&gt;    Also, i think most people have an 'ideal' image of what they consider good-looking and try to find that. That does change depending on who they end up with, because nobody really can be 'ideal' or perfect. I don't like the idea of anyone settling for me or telling me that if i changed something about myself i would be so much better, especially if they're talking about my body!&lt;br /&gt;    I refuse to change myself for a guy. fat skinny smart stupid, whatever i might be, i am me. If they don't like it, there are plenty of other women out there for them. Every woman is unique is in her own way, and i am sure there is some one out there to appreciate that woman's individuality.&lt;br /&gt;    I will wait until I meet the one who appreciates mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8475773346975577581-2866738362801074878?l=bikarandomness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/feeds/2866738362801074878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8475773346975577581&amp;postID=2866738362801074878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/2866738362801074878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/2866738362801074878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/2008/05/hey-there-good-lookin.html' title='hey there good-lookin...'/><author><name>JJC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R01y855YpJI/SBoO-rbJd8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/J7DvI3GKYfE/S220/388c8cc45a07accc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8475773346975577581.post-382871154921177742</id><published>2008-04-30T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T11:03:49.820-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings'/><title type='text'>Is it time to start looking?</title><content type='html'>Everywhere I turn to, somebody or the other is getting hitched. Facebook doesn't let any privacy remain so you find out who's marrying who, what they're wearing and who's attending the wedding! I myself, have three weddings to attend this year, not including the one I've already been to earlier this year. Its great that people have found their significant others and are moving into a different phase of life, im all for it. My problem is, their all around my age or people of my generation.&lt;br /&gt;Its making me sit up and think, is it time i started thinking about it too? I'm certainly not ready, nor have i met anyone that would lead me to start thinking about marriage. But it kind of sucks to be the single one while everyone else around me is coupling up already. well I'm perfectly happy the way i am right now, but i'm just thinking of the future. i know id like to be married someday and the older you get, the harder it is to find someone (for a Bengali girl at least).&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should start stocking the bullpen ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8475773346975577581-382871154921177742?l=bikarandomness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/feeds/382871154921177742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8475773346975577581&amp;postID=382871154921177742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/382871154921177742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8475773346975577581/posts/default/382871154921177742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikarandomness.blogspot.com/2008/04/is-it-time-to-start-looking.html' title='Is it time to start looking?'/><author><name>JJC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R01y855YpJI/SBoO-rbJd8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/J7DvI3GKYfE/S220/388c8cc45a07accc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
