<?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-3563243666062988288</id><updated>2012-01-28T04:12:22.587+05:30</updated><title type='text'>i--feel--random</title><subtitle type='html'>I feel happy, sad, somber, disgusted, pukey, limited, impure, controlled, sick, trapped, restricted, unwanted, unloved, cheated, stressed, sleepy, bad, unheard, sexy, funny, sorry, free, tired, fresh, excited, dazed, different, same, rehearsed, remixed, stirred, insane, enlightened, lost, unaffected, relaxed, contained, pure...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>386</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-8886092439924045078</id><published>2012-01-18T02:57:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-18T03:08:07.490+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Say Yes!</title><content type='html'>My thoughts are made of you, my love.&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are made of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there something you'd like to do ...about it?&lt;br /&gt;Is there something you'd like to do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-8886092439924045078?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/8886092439924045078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=8886092439924045078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/8886092439924045078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/8886092439924045078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2012/01/say-yes.html' title='Say Yes!'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-7529474967820038789</id><published>2012-01-14T22:11:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-18T03:12:33.757+05:30</updated><title type='text'>40.</title><content type='html'>Forty is the most beautiful age for both men and women. Did you know that in mystic thought forty symbolises the ascent from one level to a higher one and a spiritual awakening? When we mourn, we mourn for forty days. When a baby is born it takes forty days to get ready to start life on earth. And when we are in love, we need to wait for forty days to be sure of our feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flood of Noah lasted forty days, and while the waters destroyed life, they also washed away all impurity and enabled human beings to make a new fresh start. In Islamic mysticism there are forty degrees between man and God. Likewise, there are four basic stages of consciousness and ten degrees in each, making forty in total. Jesus went into the wilderness for forty days and nights. Muhammad was forty years old when he received the call to become a prophet. Buddha meditated under a linden tree for forty days, not to mention the forty rules of Shams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You receive a new mission at forty, a new lease on life! You have reached the most auspicious number. Congratulations and don’t worry about getting old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- from the book that I am reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not forty yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-7529474967820038789?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/7529474967820038789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=7529474967820038789' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/7529474967820038789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/7529474967820038789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2012/01/40.html' title='40.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-1596970667003169557</id><published>2011-08-30T13:58:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-30T13:58:43.508+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You Are What You Dream, And All The Scary Things In Between- Anon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-1596970667003169557?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-6015425713250645095</id><published>2011-08-30T13:56:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-18T03:15:41.341+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Stupid.</title><content type='html'>Stupidity produces antibodies&lt;br /&gt;- susie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-6015425713250645095?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/6015425713250645095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=6015425713250645095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6015425713250645095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6015425713250645095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/08/stupid.html' title='Stupid.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-9029682981152558938</id><published>2011-08-19T00:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-19T00:08:12.816+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I think i think too much about my thoughts.</title><content type='html'>Thoughtlessness...Please take over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-9029682981152558938?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/9029682981152558938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=9029682981152558938' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/9029682981152558938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/9029682981152558938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-think-i-think-too-much-about-my.html' title='I think i think too much about my thoughts.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-6032838087584344857</id><published>2011-08-18T17:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-18T17:10:31.992+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Jesus would have lived longer if he were a capitalist.</title><content type='html'>Jesus Christ was a man who traveled through the land&lt;br /&gt;Hard working man and brave&lt;br /&gt;He said to the rich, ‘Give your goods to the poor.’&lt;br /&gt;So they laid Jesus Christ in his grave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-6032838087584344857?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/6032838087584344857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=6032838087584344857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6032838087584344857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6032838087584344857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/08/jesus-would-have-lived-longer-if-he.html' title='Jesus would have lived longer if he were a capitalist.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-208127513525559724</id><published>2011-08-17T02:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-17T02:14:26.354+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Rape</title><content type='html'>You don't need hands to hold souls down. &lt;br /&gt;- The Great Indian Rape Trick, Arundhati Roy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-208127513525559724?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/208127513525559724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=208127513525559724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/208127513525559724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/208127513525559724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/08/rape.html' title='Rape'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-7406011377911893148</id><published>2011-08-17T01:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-17T01:57:13.405+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hypersomnia</title><content type='html'>"Like all other forms of pleasure, sleep may become a passion" – &lt;br /&gt;Jean-Anthelme Brillat-Savarian – The Pyschology of Taste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-7406011377911893148?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/7406011377911893148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=7406011377911893148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/7406011377911893148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/7406011377911893148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/08/hypersomnia.html' title='Hypersomnia'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-759604650706280635</id><published>2011-08-16T22:02:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-16T23:34:55.046+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Proud to be Indian</title><content type='html'>We displace our people, rape our women, disregard our culture, disrespect our languages, modernize our tradition, hide our beggars behind hoardings, make illiterate children sell magazines on the streets, mine our mountains, privatize our rivers, silence our birds, defame our artists, trivialize our tribes, poach our tigers, poison our medicines, naxalise our farmers and still celebrate independence day...we should really be proud of ourselves! no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-759604650706280635?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/759604650706280635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=759604650706280635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/759604650706280635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/759604650706280635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/08/proud-to-be-indian.html' title='Proud to be Indian'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-4498394040537363121</id><published>2011-08-09T00:07:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-09T00:11:15.790+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Rain</title><content type='html'>Clouds,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Condense&lt;br /&gt;Evaporate&lt;br /&gt;Precipitate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do what you must to get those damn drops to fall on my head. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-4498394040537363121?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-3408251480546030320</id><published>2011-08-06T11:45:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-06T11:45:55.474+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wrinkles should merely indicate where smiles have been. &lt;br /&gt;Mark Twain, Following the Equator&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-3408251480546030320?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/3408251480546030320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=3408251480546030320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/3408251480546030320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/3408251480546030320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/08/wrinkles-should-merely-indicate-where.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-7218840882666409474</id><published>2011-07-31T02:13:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-31T02:14:13.898+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Which piece of me has peace within?</title><content type='html'>I have finally made peace with the non peaceful side of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-7218840882666409474?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/7218840882666409474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=7218840882666409474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/7218840882666409474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/7218840882666409474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/07/which-piece-of-me-has-peace-within.html' title='Which piece of me has peace within?'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-3928349039632725369</id><published>2011-07-25T12:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-25T12:51:40.706+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A good book just doesn't let you skip pages.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-3928349039632725369?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/3928349039632725369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=3928349039632725369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/3928349039632725369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/3928349039632725369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/07/good-book-just-doesnt-let-you-skip.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-7884864128126523061</id><published>2011-06-04T00:45:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-04T00:47:28.732+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mouse.</title><content type='html'>Life is a mousetrap and I am that god damn mouse who got caught in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-7884864128126523061?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/7884864128126523061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=7884864128126523061' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/7884864128126523061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/7884864128126523061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/06/mouse.html' title='Mouse.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-3269032273011619424</id><published>2011-05-21T00:11:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-21T00:18:39.805+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Flying High.</title><content type='html'>Angels can fly because they take themselves lightly. &lt;br /&gt;- GK Chesterton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-3269032273011619424?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/3269032273011619424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=3269032273011619424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/3269032273011619424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/3269032273011619424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/05/flying-high.html' title='Flying High.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-3689518984533213234</id><published>2011-05-21T00:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-21T00:11:33.646+05:30</updated><title type='text'>SYSTEM FAILURE</title><content type='html'>I have a super nervous nervous system.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-3689518984533213234?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/3689518984533213234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=3689518984533213234' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/3689518984533213234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/3689518984533213234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/05/system-failure.html' title='SYSTEM FAILURE'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-1675466623007021590</id><published>2011-05-20T23:36:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-20T23:47:10.351+05:30</updated><title type='text'>FUCK YOU ALL.</title><content type='html'>God, please give me a few more middle fingers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-1675466623007021590?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/1675466623007021590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=1675466623007021590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/1675466623007021590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/1675466623007021590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/05/fuck-you-all.html' title='FUCK YOU ALL.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-1522579558574927295</id><published>2011-05-19T12:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-19T12:34:42.342+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'Jesus is coming, look busy!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-1522579558574927295?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/1522579558574927295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=1522579558574927295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/1522579558574927295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/1522579558574927295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/05/jesus-is-coming-look-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-7789091434158390865</id><published>2011-05-11T13:40:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-19T12:33:17.833+05:30</updated><title type='text'>For real.</title><content type='html'>Real eyes realize real lies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-7789091434158390865?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/7789091434158390865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=7789091434158390865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/7789091434158390865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/7789091434158390865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/05/for-real.html' title='For real.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-2528723781960705245</id><published>2011-05-10T11:51:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-19T12:33:44.953+05:30</updated><title type='text'>God.</title><content type='html'>for God too is just a word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-2528723781960705245?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/2528723781960705245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=2528723781960705245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/2528723781960705245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/2528723781960705245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/05/god.html' title='God.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-2308415314076270650</id><published>2011-04-29T15:16:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-05T21:01:42.452+05:30</updated><title type='text'>BE.</title><content type='html'>"According to all known laws of aviation..Bees can't fly..as their bodies are too big and their wings too small..but the bees fly anyway ..because they don't care what the humans think":)..a friend's facebook status, from the movie BEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-2308415314076270650?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/2308415314076270650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=2308415314076270650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/2308415314076270650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/2308415314076270650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/04/be.html' title='BE.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-2214982482455372849</id><published>2011-04-13T12:11:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-13T12:16:32.405+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Circle.</title><content type='html'>With neither an end nor a beginning to its trajectory, the circle recognizes no horizontal or vertical axis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can plunge into the circle from anywhere you want, as long as you don't confuse that point with a beginning. No start points. No thresholds, no endings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- From the book that I am reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-2214982482455372849?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/2214982482455372849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=2214982482455372849' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/2214982482455372849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/2214982482455372849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/04/circle.html' title='Circle.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-748353408909864224</id><published>2011-04-11T15:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-11T15:29:22.716+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Falling Slowly</title><content type='html'>Moods that take me and erase me&lt;br /&gt;And I'm painted black&lt;br /&gt;You have suffered enough&lt;br /&gt;And warred with yourself&lt;br /&gt;It's time that you won&lt;br /&gt;- OST, Once&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-748353408909864224?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/748353408909864224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=748353408909864224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/748353408909864224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/748353408909864224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/04/falling-slowly.html' title='Falling Slowly'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-7688398170002630049</id><published>2011-02-02T22:44:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-02T22:46:45.337+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bring it on!</title><content type='html'>Whatever falls from the sky above, thou shall not curse it.&lt;br /&gt;- The Bastard of Istanbul, Chapter one, Opening Line&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-7688398170002630049?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/7688398170002630049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=7688398170002630049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/7688398170002630049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/7688398170002630049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/02/bring-it-on.html' title='Bring it on!'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-5632583822490523781</id><published>2011-02-02T22:43:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-02T22:43:52.800+05:30</updated><title type='text'>i-think-i-can-draw</title><content type='html'>I have started drawing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-5632583822490523781?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/5632583822490523781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=5632583822490523781' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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something that walks by itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-6976754614046913907?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/6976754614046913907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=6976754614046913907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6976754614046913907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6976754614046913907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-am-not-there.html' title='I am not there.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-6092810872811150621</id><published>2011-02-02T01:26:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-02T02:07:49.455+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Show must go on.</title><content type='html'>Its been 1.5 years of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manic depression&lt;br /&gt;sleeeping recession&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eating disorder&lt;br /&gt;mind being out of order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fear of my  mirror image&lt;br /&gt;puttting thoughts into a cage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quarter-life crisis&lt;br /&gt;Life's stale slices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lack of self-belief&lt;br /&gt;Pills for pain relief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having an overworked right brain and an underdeveloped left brain.&lt;br /&gt;falling again in a  very messy drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fear of life more than death.&lt;br /&gt;waiting eagerly for death at my doorsteps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning, I wake up and get disappointed to find myself alive.&lt;br /&gt;Every morning, no matter how I feel, i get up, dress up and show up at work and my dance class and my drum class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise myself to fake it and don't know if I will ever make it through my situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day, I force myself to smile when my head is bleeding and laugh when my heart gives up beating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, I want you to be proud of me coz I am really trying hard to lead a normal abnormal life. Send me love and luck ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP FUCKING ME FOR GOD'S SAKE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-6092810872811150621?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/6092810872811150621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=6092810872811150621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6092810872811150621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6092810872811150621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/02/show-must-go-on.html' title='The Show must go on.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-6921270862877006276</id><published>2011-01-23T00:00:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-23T00:07:14.582+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Paradise.</title><content type='html'>we live in paradise&lt;br /&gt;but we do not know it.&lt;br /&gt;Do not destroy&lt;br /&gt;Do not revolt&lt;br /&gt;Do not escape&lt;br /&gt;Just improve slowly and all will be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hundertwasser&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-6921270862877006276?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/6921270862877006276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=6921270862877006276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6921270862877006276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6921270862877006276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-live-in-paradise-but-we-do-not-know.html' title='Paradise.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-2491285765261574137</id><published>2011-01-21T23:52:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-22T00:09:20.267+05:30</updated><title type='text'>About Love.</title><content type='html'>Love is a bird, love is a burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sarah Lucas and Olivier Garbay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-2491285765261574137?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/2491285765261574137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=2491285765261574137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/2491285765261574137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/2491285765261574137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/01/about-love.html' title='About Love.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-5098640068151628720</id><published>2011-01-21T00:10:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-21T00:14:56.859+05:30</updated><title type='text'>If you are not happy and you know it, see a shrink!</title><content type='html'>Matisse once said," There are flowers everywhere, for those who bother to look."&lt;br /&gt;And for those who can't see flowers should try and see a shrink asap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-5098640068151628720?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/5098640068151628720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=5098640068151628720' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/5098640068151628720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/5098640068151628720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/01/if-you-are-not-happy-and-you-know-it.html' title='If you are not happy and you know it, see a shrink!'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-345437517621558164</id><published>2011-01-20T23:24:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-20T23:30:04.666+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ADVERTISE.</title><content type='html'>'The codfish lays a thousand eggs&lt;br /&gt;The homely hen lays one&lt;br /&gt;The codfish never cackles&lt;br /&gt;To tell you what she has done&lt;br /&gt;And so we scorn the codfish&lt;br /&gt;While the humble hen we prize&lt;br /&gt;Which only goes to show you&lt;br /&gt;That it pays to advertise.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Anon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-345437517621558164?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/345437517621558164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=345437517621558164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/345437517621558164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/345437517621558164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/01/advertise.html' title='ADVERTISE.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-395255087793705682</id><published>2011-01-20T23:18:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-20T23:23:18.651+05:30</updated><title type='text'>OUR MAD AD WORLD</title><content type='html'>Everybody in advertising is blonde, beautiful, families are happy, cars are never in traffic, everything is shiny, food looks like its incredibly tasteful.&lt;br /&gt;I ask myself,"How stupid are we? How come the world is going in one direction and advertising is going in a completely different direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Oliviero Toscani&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-395255087793705682?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/395255087793705682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=395255087793705682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/395255087793705682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/395255087793705682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/01/our-mad-ad-world.html' title='OUR MAD AD WORLD'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-4674729465899374085</id><published>2011-01-18T11:10:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-18T11:11:18.660+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life is a mistake</title><content type='html'>I have realized that Life is just about making a lot of mistakes and not regretting them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-4674729465899374085?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/4674729465899374085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=4674729465899374085' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/4674729465899374085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/4674729465899374085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/01/life-is-mistake.html' title='Life is a mistake'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-8458773889584916670</id><published>2011-01-15T22:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-15T22:09:42.889+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Please God Please</title><content type='html'>I am dying to die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-8458773889584916670?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/8458773889584916670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=8458773889584916670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/8458773889584916670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/8458773889584916670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/01/please-god-please.html' title='Please God Please'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-217628983751451771</id><published>2011-01-06T12:06:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-06T12:12:16.042+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Meat.</title><content type='html'>We are all chickens in God's poultry farm, being bred only to be consumed by him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-217628983751451771?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/217628983751451771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=217628983751451771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/217628983751451771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/217628983751451771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/01/meat.html' title='Meat.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-6273171922226594413</id><published>2011-01-06T12:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-06T12:05:50.012+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tight!</title><content type='html'>Tight deadlines are like tight t-shirts...very very uncomfortable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-6273171922226594413?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/6273171922226594413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=6273171922226594413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6273171922226594413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6273171922226594413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/01/tight.html' title='Tight!'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-2169427886089174662</id><published>2011-01-03T21:20:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-03T21:49:55.321+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dtachment</title><content type='html'>I had a head full of hair and a head full of thoughts about my head full of hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to get rid of both (hair and thoughts about my hair, head is still intact) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would like to thank D to help this D learn her first lesson on Dtachment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-2169427886089174662?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/2169427886089174662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=2169427886089174662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/2169427886089174662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/2169427886089174662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2011/01/dtachment.html' title='Dtachment'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-4170447403669549485</id><published>2010-12-17T01:00:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-17T01:05:14.588+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Daruma Doll</title><content type='html'>Such is life.&lt;br /&gt;Seven times down.&lt;br /&gt;Eight times up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-a japanese poem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-4170447403669549485?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/4170447403669549485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=4170447403669549485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/4170447403669549485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/4170447403669549485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/12/daruma-doll.html' title='The Daruma Doll'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-3338826635737565893</id><published>2010-12-10T22:19:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-10T22:22:27.903+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You can grow old and still be Rock 'n' Roll&lt;br /&gt;-Kristen Mcmenamy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-3338826635737565893?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/3338826635737565893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=3338826635737565893' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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dream of &lt;br /&gt;taking a day off and shaving my head off&lt;br /&gt;riding a bike and sliding on slides&lt;br /&gt;dancing in rain and singing in Spain&lt;br /&gt;kissing the moon and sleeping till noon&lt;br /&gt;becoming a bird and traveling the world &lt;br /&gt;bathing in rivers and breaking all mirrors&lt;br /&gt;living on trees and acting like Eve&lt;br /&gt;becoming a lama and escaping melodrama&lt;br /&gt;leaving my body and becoming fields of paddy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-6245021213985642504?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/6245021213985642504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=6245021213985642504' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6245021213985642504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6245021213985642504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/11/dreaming-lttle-dream-for-me.html' title='Dreaming a little dream for me.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-3129903730138079421</id><published>2010-11-18T23:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-18T23:41:10.080+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The world is going crazy.</title><content type='html'>So when do we celebrate National Psycho day?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-3129903730138079421?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/3129903730138079421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=3129903730138079421' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/3129903730138079421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/3129903730138079421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/11/world-is-going-crazy.html' title='The world is going crazy.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-4072503906038177960</id><published>2010-11-16T00:28:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-16T00:35:38.458+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ambition.</title><content type='html'>Well, all I want to do is breathe right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-4072503906038177960?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/4072503906038177960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=4072503906038177960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/4072503906038177960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/4072503906038177960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/11/ambition.html' title='Ambition.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-8259522782051234001</id><published>2010-11-14T01:13:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-14T01:17:54.240+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life is Stranger Than Fiction</title><content type='html'>As Harold took a bite of Bavarian sugar cookie, he finally felt as if everything was going to be ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, when we lose ourselves in fear and despair, in routine and constancy, in hopelessness and tragedy, we can thank God for Bavarian sugar cookies. &lt;br /&gt;And, fortunately, when there aren't any cookies, we can still find reassurance in a familiar hand on our skin, or a kind and loving gesture, or subtle encouragement, or a loving embrace, or an offer of comfort, not to mention hospital gurneys and nose plugs, an uneaten Danish, soft-spoken secrets, and Fender Stratocasters, and maybe the occasional piece of fiction. And we must remember that all these things, the nuances, the anomalies, the subtleties, which we assume only accessorize our days, are effective for a much larger and nobler cause. They are here to save our lives. I know the idea seems strange, but I also know that it just so happens to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-From the movie 'Stranger Than Fiction'.&lt;br /&gt;Would like to thank a friend of mine for recommending this awesome and strange piece of fiction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-8259522782051234001?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/8259522782051234001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=8259522782051234001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/8259522782051234001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/8259522782051234001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/11/life-is-stranger-than-fiction.html' title='Life is Stranger Than Fiction'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-3290301635032434168</id><published>2010-11-13T12:24:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-13T12:30:28.346+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Dad's Check List</title><content type='html'>Hawkins pressure cooker : Check&lt;br /&gt;Washing Machine: Check&lt;br /&gt;Ladies for Ladies Sangeet: Check&lt;br /&gt;Cocktails for the Cocktail Party: Check&lt;br /&gt;Venue for Marrige: Check&lt;br /&gt;Wedding Rings : Check&lt;br /&gt;Photographer: Check&lt;br /&gt;Outstation relatives: Check&lt;br /&gt;Caterer: Check&lt;br /&gt;Bride: Check&lt;br /&gt;Groom: Pending&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-3290301635032434168?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/3290301635032434168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=3290301635032434168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/3290301635032434168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/3290301635032434168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-dads-check-list.html' title='My Dad&apos;s Check List'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-6883421390230047462</id><published>2010-11-11T11:39:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-11T11:49:45.621+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I am going BANANAS.</title><content type='html'>I am giving myself an overdose of Woody Allen films so that I can handle 'a series of meetings with mentally disturbed clients'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-6883421390230047462?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/6883421390230047462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=6883421390230047462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6883421390230047462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6883421390230047462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-am-going-bananas.html' title='I am going BANANAS.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-4923333153789195888</id><published>2010-11-10T00:07:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-10T00:09:08.713+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Love is deep and Sex is shallow.</title><content type='html'>For me, love is very deep, but sex only has to go a few inches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-from the movie Bullets Over Broadway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-4923333153789195888?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-6932624598742952810</id><published>2010-11-02T11:33:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-02T11:35:26.369+05:30</updated><title type='text'>31.</title><content type='html'>Can't believe i survived yet another year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-6932624598742952810?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/6932624598742952810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=6932624598742952810' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6932624598742952810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6932624598742952810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/11/31-years-of-solitude.html' title='31.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-7386851144859117026</id><published>2010-10-29T23:17:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-30T01:40:21.533+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I GOT ME.</title><content type='html'>I got hair on my head and legs on my feet.&lt;br /&gt;I got taste on my tongue and my heart has a beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got ears in a pair and a breath full of air.&lt;br /&gt;I got eyes I can see and a voice I can hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got pores in my skin and blood in my veins.&lt;br /&gt;I got marrow in my bones, protoplasm in my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a soul with a heart and a heart with a soul.&lt;br /&gt;I got ME playing ME in an award winning role. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been asked by my dad to spank (GOD) less and thank him more. &lt;br /&gt;To scream less and dream more. &lt;br /&gt;To cry less and fly more. &lt;br /&gt;Through this post I would like to thank God for the things that I have and for the things that I don't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-7386851144859117026?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-5202058120191218244</id><published>2010-10-21T23:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-21T23:57:28.233+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Finger's on the trigger.</title><content type='html'>why am i surprised?&lt;br /&gt;lies and bullshit&lt;br /&gt;and bullshit and lies&lt;br /&gt;you'd think i'd give up&lt;br /&gt;after so many tries&lt;br /&gt;but my finger's on the trigger&lt;br /&gt;and my eyes are on the prize&lt;br /&gt;- Kimya Dawson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-5202058120191218244?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-7090642583899609548</id><published>2010-10-21T23:45:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-21T23:46:24.717+05:30</updated><title type='text'>CASH IN ON HIM</title><content type='html'>If your boyfriend turns out to be a whore, PIMP HIM!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-7090642583899609548?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/7090642583899609548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=7090642583899609548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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pain n the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a suicide note that I can borrow?&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about the grammar or those goddamn reasons&lt;br /&gt;But I would really appreciate if you could mention the season&lt;br /&gt;My summer of love has seen the cruelest winter&lt;br /&gt;Season of spring will have me six feet under&lt;br /&gt;I am over n done with the pain n the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;All I want to say is, Goodbye tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-817978372484533862?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/817978372484533862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=817978372484533862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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right-brained (not right-winged) burmese mallu from the Bahamas measuring 6.74 feet, weighing exactly 67.98kgs,for a punjabi girl. Should have a tight ass and enjoy wearing tight clothes. Suffer if he must, from one of the following: Bulimia, Anorexia or Schizophrenia. Should be able to communicate in Tibetan, Zulu and Punjabi with a bangladeshi accent. That's all. Suitable candidates please apply. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my dad asked me to be be a little more specific with my requirements. I wish him luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-5306592945337913293?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/5306592945337913293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=5306592945337913293' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/5306592945337913293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/5306592945337913293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/10/grooms-wanted.html' title='GROOM WANTED.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-7784951058776325657</id><published>2010-10-01T00:15:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-01T00:22:46.987+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Quote Martial</title><content type='html'>Lead me from death to immorality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, immortality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- by my sister!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-7784951058776325657?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/7784951058776325657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=7784951058776325657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/7784951058776325657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/7784951058776325657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/10/quote-martial.html' title='Quote Martial'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-7405898162572101513</id><published>2010-09-28T01:04:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-28T01:13:28.776+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Man-made.</title><content type='html'>On his very first day, Man created God.&lt;br /&gt;- Anonymous. (Speaking tree)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-7405898162572101513?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/7405898162572101513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=7405898162572101513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/7405898162572101513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/7405898162572101513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/09/man-made.html' title='Man-made.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-613061216181756633</id><published>2010-09-27T23:52:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-28T00:32:43.844+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Let go.</title><content type='html'>I want my mind to leave my body&lt;br /&gt;and my body to leave my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my soul to touch my sole&lt;br /&gt;and my sole to kick that asshole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want that ass to leave my heart&lt;br /&gt;so that my heart can fill that hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want that hole inside my head&lt;br /&gt;so that my thoughts can be free to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my head to think from the heart&lt;br /&gt;so that my heart can hurt no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want this hurt heart to bleed&lt;br /&gt;so that the blood can stain my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my stained soul to know&lt;br /&gt;that it just needs to go with the flow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-613061216181756633?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/613061216181756633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=613061216181756633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/613061216181756633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/613061216181756633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/09/let-go.html' title='Let go.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-2194676343046320200</id><published>2010-09-06T23:03:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-06T23:03:56.233+05:30</updated><title type='text'>HAIRCUT</title><content type='html'>I wanted to look like a monk and I came back looking like a punk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-2194676343046320200?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/2194676343046320200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=2194676343046320200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/2194676343046320200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/2194676343046320200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/09/haircut.html' title='HAIRCUT'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-2349355112683482366</id><published>2010-08-17T22:14:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-17T22:51:20.804+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The places you'll go</title><content type='html'>Congratulations!&lt;br /&gt;Today is your day.&lt;br /&gt;You’re off to Great Places!&lt;br /&gt;You’re off and away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have brains in your head.&lt;br /&gt;You have feet in your shoes.&lt;br /&gt;You can steer yourself any direction you choose.&lt;br /&gt;You’re on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the guy who’ll decide where to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll look up and down streets. &lt;br /&gt;Look’em over with care. &lt;br /&gt;About some you will say, “I don’t choose to go there.” &lt;br /&gt;With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet, &lt;br /&gt;you’re too smart to go down a not-so-good street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you may not find any you’ll want to go down. &lt;br /&gt;In that case, of course, you’ll head straight out of town. &lt;br /&gt;It’s opener there in the wide open air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out there things can happen and frequently do to people as brainy and footsy as you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when things start to happen, don’t worry. Don’t stew. &lt;br /&gt;Just go right along. You’ll start happening too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! The Places You’ll Go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be on your way up!&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be seeing great sights!&lt;br /&gt;You’ll join the high fliers who soar to high heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won’t lag behind, because you’ll have the speed. &lt;br /&gt;You’ll pass the whole gang and you’ll soon take the lead. &lt;br /&gt;Wherever you fly, you’ll be best of the best. &lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go, you will top all the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except when you don’t.&lt;br /&gt;Because, sometimes, you won’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry to say so but, sadly, it’s true &lt;br /&gt;that Bang-ups and Hang-ups can happen to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can get all hung up in a prickle-ly perch. &lt;br /&gt;And your gang will fly on. You’ll be left in a Lurch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll come down from the Lurch with an unpleasant bump. &lt;br /&gt;And the chances are, then, that you’ll be in a Slump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you’re in a Slump, you’re not in for much fun. &lt;br /&gt;Un-slumping yourself is not easily done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will come to a place where the streets are not marked. &lt;br /&gt;Some windows are lighted. But mostly they’re dark. &lt;br /&gt;A place you could sprain both your elbow and chin! &lt;br /&gt;Do you dare to stay out? Do you dare to go in? &lt;br /&gt;How much can you lose? How much can you win?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you go in, should you turn left or right…&lt;br /&gt;or right-and-three-quarters? &lt;br /&gt;Or, maybe, not quite? &lt;br /&gt;Or go around back and sneak in from behind? &lt;br /&gt;Simple it’s not, I’m afraid you will find, &lt;br /&gt;for a mind-maker-upper to make up his mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can get so confused that you’ll start in to race down &lt;br /&gt;long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace &lt;br /&gt;and grind on for miles across weirdish wild space, &lt;br /&gt;headed, I fear, toward a most useless place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Waiting Place…for people just waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a train to go or a bus to come, &lt;br /&gt;or a plane to go or the mail to come, &lt;br /&gt;or the rain to go or the phone to ring, &lt;br /&gt;or the snow to snow &lt;br /&gt;or waiting around for a Yes or No &lt;br /&gt;or waiting for their hair to grow. &lt;br /&gt;Everyone is just waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the fish to bite &lt;br /&gt;or waiting for wind to fly a kite &lt;br /&gt;or waiting around for Friday night &lt;br /&gt;or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake &lt;br /&gt;or a pot to boil, or a Better Break &lt;br /&gt;or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants &lt;br /&gt;or a wig with curls, or Another Chance. &lt;br /&gt;Everyone is just waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No! That’s not for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow you’ll escape all that waiting and staying. &lt;br /&gt;You’ll find the bright places where Boom Bands are playing. &lt;br /&gt;With banner flip-flapping, once more you’ll ride high! &lt;br /&gt;Ready for anything under the sky. &lt;br /&gt;Ready because you’re that kind of a guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the places you’ll go! There is fun to be done! &lt;br /&gt;There are points to be scored. There are games to be won. &lt;br /&gt;And the magical things you can do with that ball &lt;br /&gt;will make you the winning-est winner of all. &lt;br /&gt;Fame! You’ll be famous as famous can be, &lt;br /&gt;with the whole wide world watching you win on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except when they don’t. Because, sometimes, they won’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m afraid that some times you’ll play lonely games too. &lt;br /&gt;Games you can’t win ‘cause you’ll play against you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Alone!&lt;br /&gt;Whether you like it or not, &lt;br /&gt;Alone will be something you’ll be quite a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you’re alone, there’s a very good chance &lt;br /&gt;you’ll meet things that scare you right out of your pants. &lt;br /&gt;There are some, down the road between hither and yon, &lt;br /&gt;that can scare you so much you won’t want to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on you will go though the weather be foul. &lt;br /&gt;On you will go though your enemies prowl. &lt;br /&gt;On you will go though the Hakken-Kraks howl. &lt;br /&gt;Onward up many a frightening creek, &lt;br /&gt;though your arms may get sore and your sneakers may leak. &lt;br /&gt;On and on you will hike. &lt;br /&gt;And I know you’ll hike far and &lt;br /&gt;face up to your problems whatever they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll get mixed up, of course, as you already know. &lt;br /&gt;You’ll get mixed up with many strange birds as you go. &lt;br /&gt;So be sure when you step. &lt;br /&gt;Step with care and great tact &lt;br /&gt;and remember that Life’s a Great Balancing Act. &lt;br /&gt;Just never forget to be dexterous and deft. &lt;br /&gt;And never mix up your right foot with your left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And will you succeed?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! You will, indeed!&lt;br /&gt;(98 and ¾ percent guaranteed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid, you’ll move mountains!&lt;br /&gt;So…be your name Buxbaum or Bixby or Bray &lt;br /&gt;or Mordecai Ale Van Allen O’Shea, &lt;br /&gt;you’re off to Great Places!&lt;br /&gt;Today is your day!&lt;br /&gt;Your mountain is waiting.&lt;br /&gt;So…get on your way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dr. Seuss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-2349355112683482366?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/2349355112683482366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=2349355112683482366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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the Buddhist monk said to a hot dog vendor who was hawking food near the temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vendor made a frank with mustard, ketchup, relish and onions, and the monk took it handing over a $20 bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vendor stashed the cash in his apron and turned his attention to the next customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But where is my change?" the monk inquired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Change must come from within, my friend," said the vendor.&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/3563243666062988288-5980046115026687323?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/5980046115026687323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-3523933761144932062</id><published>2010-08-14T18:03:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-14T18:07:20.091+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Crying tears of fears.</title><content type='html'>My fears caught me unawares yet again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-3523933761144932062?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/3523933761144932062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=3523933761144932062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/3523933761144932062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/3523933761144932062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/08/crying-tears-of-fears.html' title='Crying tears of fears.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-4593140804525312486</id><published>2010-08-13T00:22:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-13T00:26:42.072+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Choose your path</title><content type='html'>You are obliged to go off at a tangent if you want to stop going round in circles.&lt;br /&gt;-Alan Fletcher, Picturing &amp; Poeting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-4593140804525312486?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/4593140804525312486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=4593140804525312486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/4593140804525312486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/4593140804525312486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-are-obliged-to-go-off-at-tangent-if.html' title='Choose your path'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-6435342327197841157</id><published>2010-08-09T11:59:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-09T12:12:12.028+05:30</updated><title type='text'>It takes a muscle to fall in love</title><content type='html'>When everybody leaves you lonely, times are worse than sad&lt;br /&gt;and the world is falling on your head&lt;br /&gt;Just remember that for all you know, good or bad come what may,&lt;br /&gt;you're gonna live tomorrow, if you don't die today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a muscle to fall in love&lt;br /&gt;It takes a muscle to fall in love &lt;br /&gt;It takes a muscle to fall in love&lt;br /&gt;It takes a muscle to fall in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the fear got in me, it's cuttin' me deep,&lt;br /&gt;that's where it's gonna stay and never leave.&lt;br /&gt;Someone come lay my worry, someone come kill my pain,&lt;br /&gt;someone come and put me on my feet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a muscle to fall in love&lt;br /&gt;It takes a muscle to fall in love&lt;br /&gt;It takes a muscle to fall in love&lt;br /&gt;It takes a muscle to fall in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gotta love one another, that's what the good man say,&lt;br /&gt;but I got too much trouble going 'round my head.&lt;br /&gt;Someone come and pick up my love, take it all away&lt;br /&gt;'cause I could break down tomorrow if I don't die today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a muscle to fall in love&lt;br /&gt;It takes a muscle to fall in love&lt;br /&gt;It takes a muscle to fall in love&lt;br /&gt;It takes a muscle to fall in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ey.&lt;br /&gt;Ey.&lt;br /&gt;Ey.&lt;br /&gt;Ey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In MAYA by M.I.A ; cover of "It Takes a Muscle To Fall In Love" by Spectral Display&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song recommended by a wild drifter who happens to be my closest friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-6435342327197841157?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/6435342327197841157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=6435342327197841157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6435342327197841157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6435342327197841157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-friend-recommends-mia-to-one-and-all.html' title='It takes a muscle to fall in love'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-3790813184523358194</id><published>2010-08-04T22:01:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-04T22:35:11.086+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Live free baby. Live free!</title><content type='html'>Well, if you have lost&lt;br /&gt;your heart to a jerk&lt;br /&gt;you liver to alcohol&lt;br /&gt;your lungs to marijuana&lt;br /&gt;your eyes to the computer screen&lt;br /&gt;your mind to your therapist&lt;br /&gt;your feet to thorny paths&lt;br /&gt;your hands to conceptualizing other people's fate&lt;br /&gt;your ears to discouraging voices&lt;br /&gt;your breath to toxic gases&lt;br /&gt;your spine to spineless people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then Congratulate yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You have freed yourself from all your excess baggage and are now ready to travel light.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-3790813184523358194?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/3790813184523358194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=3790813184523358194' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/3790813184523358194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/3790813184523358194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/08/live-free-baby-live-free.html' title='Live free baby. Live free!'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-6612694196519367390</id><published>2010-08-02T23:11:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-02T23:13:26.542+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We are all children. We all need approval.&lt;br /&gt;- The diving bell and the butterfly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-6612694196519367390?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/6612694196519367390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=6612694196519367390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6612694196519367390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6612694196519367390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/08/we-are-all-children.html' title=''/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-5506205334528609944</id><published>2010-07-31T00:19:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-31T00:24:40.215+05:30</updated><title type='text'>SECRETS ARE BEST KEPT WITH STRANGERS.</title><content type='html'>I share my secrets only with strangers I meet in the strangest of places.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-5506205334528609944?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/5506205334528609944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=5506205334528609944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/5506205334528609944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/5506205334528609944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/07/secrets-are-best-kept-with-strangers.html' title='SECRETS ARE BEST KEPT WITH STRANGERS.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-7109395017494135701</id><published>2010-07-31T00:11:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-31T00:13:27.354+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Suffering.</title><content type='html'>If you ever want to suffer, suffer from a superiority complex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-7109395017494135701?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/7109395017494135701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=7109395017494135701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/7109395017494135701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/7109395017494135701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/07/suffering.html' title='Suffering.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-8986159706950926937</id><published>2010-07-30T01:16:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-30T01:18:18.495+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Evolution.</title><content type='html'>Some of us are way too evolved and some of us are just happy being monkeys! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-8986159706950926937?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/8986159706950926937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=8986159706950926937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/8986159706950926937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/8986159706950926937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/07/evolution.html' title='Evolution.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-8619396375203854135</id><published>2010-07-30T01:01:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-30T01:13:48.181+05:30</updated><title type='text'>What's there?</title><content type='html'>My best friend's famous question is, "What's there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She lives in rhetoric. No formal answers are expected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-8619396375203854135?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/8619396375203854135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=8619396375203854135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/8619396375203854135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/8619396375203854135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/07/whats-there.html' title='What&apos;s there?'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-5825250814603576040</id><published>2010-07-30T00:48:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-04T23:32:14.921+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Balls!</title><content type='html'>I have more balls than most men I know. I am ready to donate them to those in need. But they will never have the balls to admit that they don't have THE BALLS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-5825250814603576040?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/5825250814603576040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=5825250814603576040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/5825250814603576040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/5825250814603576040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/07/balls.html' title='Balls!'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-5550846684517131169</id><published>2010-07-26T23:53:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-26T23:58:45.216+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Jukebox is playing</title><content type='html'>My funny Valentine, sweet comic Valentine&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile with my heart&lt;br /&gt;Your looks are laughable, unphotographable&lt;br /&gt;Yet, you're my favorite work of art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your figure less than Greek?&lt;br /&gt;Is your mouth a little weak?&lt;br /&gt;When you open it to speak&lt;br /&gt;Are you smart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't change your hair for me&lt;br /&gt;Not if you care for me&lt;br /&gt;Stay little Valentine, stay!&lt;br /&gt;Each day is Valentines day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your figure less than Greek?&lt;br /&gt;Is your mouth a little weak?&lt;br /&gt;When you open it to speak&lt;br /&gt;Are you smart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't change your hair for me&lt;br /&gt;Not if you care for me&lt;br /&gt;Stay little Valentine, stay!&lt;br /&gt;Each day is Valentines day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-5550846684517131169?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/5550846684517131169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=5550846684517131169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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will be younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I have decided to age wildly rather than gracefully!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-6265294346817990604?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/6265294346817990604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=6265294346817990604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6265294346817990604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6265294346817990604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/07/age.html' title='Age.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-6770516855778904920</id><published>2010-07-24T18:09:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-24T18:45:09.091+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bliss.</title><content type='html'>My favorite song is playing in my head. The book that I am reading has the potential of becoming one of my favorites. My favorite friend is on the phone telling me why life should be lived like a movie scene, and this now is my favorite quote. My favourite dish is getting cooked in the kitchen. My favourite room in the house is finally getting ready for me and I am painting it my favourite color. My favourite side of the brain is not hurting today. My favorite movie is getting downloaded. My favourite season is finally here. My favourite mood is not in a mood to swing today. My favourite drawing just got drawn in my drawing book. My favorite dream was day-dreamt. My favorite cup of tea is waiting for me along with my favourite view from the balcony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's favourite person is surrounded by her favourite things today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-6770516855778904920?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/6770516855778904920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=6770516855778904920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6770516855778904920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6770516855778904920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/07/bliss.html' title='Bliss.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-2069454319218120395</id><published>2010-07-21T23:27:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-21T23:36:01.542+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Kindly do the needful.</title><content type='html'>An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind.&lt;br /&gt;A heart for a heart makes the whole world kind :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-2069454319218120395?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/2069454319218120395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=2069454319218120395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/2069454319218120395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/2069454319218120395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/07/kindly-do-needful.html' title='Kindly do the needful.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-106046030656728855</id><published>2010-07-21T22:40:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-21T23:26:51.015+05:30</updated><title type='text'>TO DO LIST.</title><content type='html'>To sound like rain&lt;br /&gt;and drown in a drain&lt;br /&gt;To break all chains&lt;br /&gt;that cause such pain&lt;br /&gt;To be a lot less sane&lt;br /&gt;and as plain as Jane&lt;br /&gt;To sing like Cohen&lt;br /&gt;a song for Marianne&lt;br /&gt;To board that train&lt;br /&gt;that runs in the fast lane&lt;br /&gt;To be more of a boon and less of a bane.&lt;br /&gt;and look at things with fresh disdain.&lt;br /&gt;To sound like rain&lt;br /&gt;and drown in a drain&lt;br /&gt;To break all chains&lt;br /&gt;that cause such pain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-106046030656728855?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/106046030656728855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=106046030656728855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/106046030656728855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/106046030656728855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/07/to-do-list.html' title='TO DO LIST.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-8169279415999865848</id><published>2010-07-19T16:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-19T16:25:03.046+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Growth.</title><content type='html'>I feel under-developed today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-8169279415999865848?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/8169279415999865848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=8169279415999865848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/8169279415999865848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/8169279415999865848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/07/growth.html' title='Growth.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-7093417081511589928</id><published>2010-07-14T00:53:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-14T01:08:36.962+05:30</updated><title type='text'>"What the world really needs is more love and less paperwork."</title><content type='html'>I neither understand the politics of love nor the economics of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-7093417081511589928?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/7093417081511589928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=7093417081511589928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/7093417081511589928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/7093417081511589928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-world-really-needs-is-more-love.html' title='&quot;What the world really needs is more love and less paperwork.&quot;'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-7343609277054583707</id><published>2010-07-13T23:58:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-14T10:32:26.906+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Do you?</title><content type='html'>Do you know what dreams i sleep with?&lt;br /&gt;what my taste buds relish?&lt;br /&gt;about the heart that my heart just can't resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know which song my lips love to hum?&lt;br /&gt;why my liver longs for rum?&lt;br /&gt;about the touch that makes my fingers go numb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know about the beat that leaves me with dancing feet?&lt;br /&gt;and the tears that leave my eyes, &lt;br /&gt;that i hide under the sheet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know about the wings i use when i wish to fly?&lt;br /&gt;the color of my smile &lt;br /&gt;when i am up above the sky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then why the fuck should I do you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-7343609277054583707?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/7343609277054583707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=7343609277054583707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/7343609277054583707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/7343609277054583707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/07/do-you.html' title='Do you?'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-562951059808754553</id><published>2010-07-13T23:34:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-13T23:50:05.878+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Small is Big. Big time!</title><content type='html'>Big car&lt;br /&gt;Big house&lt;br /&gt;Big dreams &lt;br /&gt;Big spouse&lt;br /&gt;Big job&lt;br /&gt;Big couch&lt;br /&gt;Big B&lt;br /&gt;Big pouch&lt;br /&gt;Big boss&lt;br /&gt;Big mouth&lt;br /&gt;Big words&lt;br /&gt;Big pout&lt;br /&gt;Big room&lt;br /&gt;Big blouse&lt;br /&gt;Big mac&lt;br /&gt;Big mouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you tried anything small lately?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-562951059808754553?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/562951059808754553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=562951059808754553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/562951059808754553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/562951059808754553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/07/small-is-big-big-time.html' title='Small is Big. Big time!'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-4921402817239507158</id><published>2010-07-12T11:55:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-13T23:51:49.134+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Log out.</title><content type='html'>The world is made of spams and scams. I am getting out of here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-4921402817239507158?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/4921402817239507158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=4921402817239507158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/4921402817239507158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/4921402817239507158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/07/spare-me.html' title='Log out.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-391736231109943936</id><published>2010-07-08T23:55:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-08T23:57:53.161+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Heart</title><content type='html'>Will just leave you with a song. &lt;br /&gt;Don't have much to say tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart’s on the loose&lt;br /&gt;You rolled them seven’s with nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;And this ain’t no place for the weary kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You called all your shots&lt;br /&gt;Shooting 8 ball at the corner truck stop&lt;br /&gt;Somehow this don’t feel like home anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this ain’t no place for the weary kind&lt;br /&gt;And this ain’t no place to lose your mind&lt;br /&gt;And this ain’t no place to fall behind&lt;br /&gt;Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your body aches…&lt;br /&gt;Playing your guitar and sweating out the hate&lt;br /&gt;The days and the nights all feel the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whiskey has been a thorn in your side&lt;br /&gt;and it doesn’t forget&lt;br /&gt;the highway that calls for your heart inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this ain’t no place for the weary kind&lt;br /&gt;And this ain’t no place to lose your mind&lt;br /&gt;And this ain’t no place to fall behind&lt;br /&gt;Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lover's warm kiss…&lt;br /&gt;It’s too damn far from your fingertips&lt;br /&gt;You are the man that ruined her world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart’s on the loose&lt;br /&gt;You rolled them seven’s with nothing to l&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-391736231109943936?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/391736231109943936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=391736231109943936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/391736231109943936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/391736231109943936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/07/will-just-leave-you-with-song-dont-have.html' title='Crazy Heart'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-5075621059345217371</id><published>2010-07-07T23:50:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-08T00:36:35.673+05:30</updated><title type='text'>MISTRESS</title><content type='html'>She is neither a whore, nor a wife.&lt;br /&gt;She is probably a little more respected than a whore, and a little less accepted than a wife. A little less terrifying. A little more satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;She is every married man's best kept secret. &lt;br /&gt;She appears when he wants, disappears when he doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;Less inconvenient than an affair. More convenient than a marriage.&lt;br /&gt;She can kiss but she can't complain. She can cry but has to hide the pain.&lt;br /&gt;He can reach her; but for her, his phone is almost always out of range.&lt;br /&gt;A lot better than wine. One of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;She gets fucked without getting paid. She gets fucked anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows about her except him. No one cares about her, well...not even him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mistress. A little less stressed than a whore. A lot more stressed than a wife.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-5075621059345217371?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/5075621059345217371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=5075621059345217371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/5075621059345217371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/5075621059345217371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/07/mistress.html' title='MISTRESS'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-3902358349429475559</id><published>2010-07-07T23:45:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-14T01:11:30.596+05:30</updated><title type='text'>HOW ARE YOU? OK?</title><content type='html'>Everybody believes me when I say I am ok.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody does when I say I am not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-3902358349429475559?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/3902358349429475559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=3902358349429475559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/3902358349429475559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/3902358349429475559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/07/how-are-you-ok.html' title='HOW ARE YOU? OK?'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-1027260608030729757</id><published>2010-07-06T14:25:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-06T14:27:29.352+05:30</updated><title type='text'>They call it Therapy.</title><content type='html'>Retail is not therapeutic to suicidal farmers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-1027260608030729757?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/1027260608030729757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=1027260608030729757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/1027260608030729757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/1027260608030729757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/07/they-call-it-therapy.html' title='They call it Therapy.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-6025166079696716220</id><published>2010-07-06T14:01:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-06T14:25:23.177+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Second chance.</title><content type='html'>Despite Bharat Bandh&lt;br /&gt;Despite dirty politics&lt;br /&gt;Despite nuclear deal&lt;br /&gt;Despite GM crops&lt;br /&gt;Despite Naxals and Salwa Judum&lt;br /&gt;Despite the corporate mafia&lt;br /&gt;Despite Coco Cola&lt;br /&gt;Despite BT Brinjal&lt;br /&gt;Despite polluted Yamuna&lt;br /&gt;Despite forest degradation&lt;br /&gt;Despite melting glaciers&lt;br /&gt;Despite capitalism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT RAINED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know why?&lt;br /&gt;So that we can wash away all our sins and make a fresh start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-6025166079696716220?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/6025166079696716220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=6025166079696716220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6025166079696716220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6025166079696716220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/07/second-chance.html' title='Second chance.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-907081575106501186</id><published>2010-07-04T22:38:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-14T01:13:25.297+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Rehab.</title><content type='html'>They say, the person you love is 72.8% water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Mine was 72.8% alcohol and 27.2% marijuana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder i got addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am off drugs now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-907081575106501186?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-1519457035589237548</id><published>2010-07-04T00:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-04T00:35:49.069+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life needs a script.</title><content type='html'>"Why isn't my life like a situation comedy? Why don't I have a bunch of friends with nothing better to do but drop by and instigate wacky adventures? Why aren't my conversations peppered with spontaneous witticisms? Why don't my friends demonstrate heartfelt concern for my well being when I have problems? ...I gotta get my life some writers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Calvin from Calvin &amp; Hobbes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-1519457035589237548?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/1519457035589237548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=1519457035589237548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/1519457035589237548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/1519457035589237548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/07/life-needs-script.html' title='Life needs a script.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-8763074301317000338</id><published>2010-07-03T23:54:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-04T00:27:10.546+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thought-control</title><content type='html'>This voice in my head.&lt;br /&gt;This voice in my head.&lt;br /&gt;This voice in my head.&lt;br /&gt;This voice in my head.&lt;br /&gt;This voice in my head.&lt;br /&gt;This voice in my head.&lt;br /&gt;This voice in my head.&lt;br /&gt;This voice in my head.&lt;br /&gt;This voice in my head.&lt;br /&gt;This voice in my head.&lt;br /&gt;This voice in my head.&lt;br /&gt;This voice in my head.&lt;br /&gt;This voice in my head.&lt;br /&gt;This voice in my head.&lt;br /&gt;This voice in my head.&lt;br /&gt;This voice in my head.&lt;br /&gt;This voice in my head.&lt;br /&gt;This voice in my head.&lt;br /&gt;This voice in my head.&lt;br /&gt;This voice in my head.&lt;br /&gt;This voice in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want it to go mute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-8763074301317000338?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/8763074301317000338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=8763074301317000338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/8763074301317000338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/8763074301317000338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/07/thought-control.html' title='Thought-control'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-1992418776427566214</id><published>2010-07-03T23:48:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-03T23:52:34.792+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Separation</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you want the distance to be more than six degrees.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-1992418776427566214?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/1992418776427566214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=1992418776427566214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/1992418776427566214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/1992418776427566214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/07/separation.html' title='Separation'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-1172437048442415494</id><published>2010-07-02T22:19:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-02T22:48:16.130+05:30</updated><title type='text'>This Buddha likes Junk Food!</title><content type='html'>My sister thinks she is Buddha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning she wakes up, forcibly showers her blessings on us, reads a discourse (courtesy Hindustan Times) and explains the meaning of life and how it ought to be lived. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every evening she comes back home, throws her bag on the floor, checks what's for dinner, makes a face and orders Domino's Pineapple and Red chilli Thin crust pizza with extra cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which Buddha does that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-1172437048442415494?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/1172437048442415494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=1172437048442415494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/1172437048442415494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/1172437048442415494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-buddha-likes-junk-food.html' title='This Buddha likes Junk Food!'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-7459321963242017009</id><published>2010-06-28T21:07:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-28T21:35:50.021+05:30</updated><title type='text'>IT'S AN EMERGENCY</title><content type='html'>I want &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blueberry nights&lt;br /&gt;post secret no.5&lt;br /&gt;watering sky&lt;br /&gt;cheerful good bye&lt;br /&gt;lucky no.7&lt;br /&gt;stairway to heaven&lt;br /&gt;snow in my city&lt;br /&gt;policemen on duty&lt;br /&gt;Buddha with a frown&lt;br /&gt;a personal clown&lt;br /&gt;yellow in my room&lt;br /&gt;M.J.'s walking moon&lt;br /&gt;bicycle ride&lt;br /&gt;a smile in my mind&lt;br /&gt;musical chairs&lt;br /&gt;flower-scented air&lt;br /&gt;CMYK Warhol&lt;br /&gt;mint without a hole&lt;br /&gt;stupendous man&lt;br /&gt;recyclable beer cans&lt;br /&gt;origami birds&lt;br /&gt;mango in my curd&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;a whole lotta love&lt;br /&gt;a whole lotta luck&lt;br /&gt;a whole lotta love&lt;br /&gt;and a whole lotta luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please donate generously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-7459321963242017009?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/7459321963242017009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=7459321963242017009' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/7459321963242017009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/7459321963242017009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-emergency.html' title='IT&apos;S AN EMERGENCY'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-6337879672827535865</id><published>2010-06-28T20:39:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-28T20:42:01.407+05:30</updated><title type='text'>CAN CURE</title><content type='html'>My tumor of humor saves me from this cancerous life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-6337879672827535865?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/6337879672827535865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=6337879672827535865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-2536177788487596034?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/2536177788487596034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=2536177788487596034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/2536177788487596034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/2536177788487596034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-color-am-i.html' title='What color am I?'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-6108314291911711691</id><published>2010-06-28T15:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-28T15:49:21.989+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Why don't you write to me?</title><content type='html'>I long for postcards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-6108314291911711691?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/6108314291911711691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=6108314291911711691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6108314291911711691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6108314291911711691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/06/why-dont-you-write-to-me.html' title='Why don&apos;t you write to me?'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-2340315596073351298</id><published>2010-06-28T00:24:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-28T00:41:08.210+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Two is crowd.</title><content type='html'>They tell me if I don't find a companion, I will be left alone for the rest of my life. They never understand when I say I am not alone. I have my own company. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;P.S. And I do know how to make me laugh :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-2340315596073351298?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/2340315596073351298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=2340315596073351298' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/2340315596073351298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/2340315596073351298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/06/two-is-crowd.html' title='Two is crowd.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-1740656208627201038</id><published>2010-06-28T00:17:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-28T00:19:50.110+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Match point God.</title><content type='html'>Life will knock us down but we can choose whether or not to get back up.&lt;br /&gt;- the Karate Kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knock me down God. I am done with your stupid game!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-1740656208627201038?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/1740656208627201038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=1740656208627201038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/1740656208627201038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/1740656208627201038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/06/match-point-god.html' title='Match point God.'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-6564211502632817522</id><published>2010-06-27T23:48:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-28T00:06:58.081+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Her Life in her Own Words</title><content type='html'>I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wise girl kisses but doesn't love, listens but doesn't believe, and leaves before she is left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's better to be unhappy alone than unhappy with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never fooled anyone. I've let people fool themselves. They didn't bother to find out who and what I was. Instead they would invent a character for me. I wouldn't argue with them. They were obviously loving somebody I wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should all start to live before we get too old. Fear is stupid. So are regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'd observed all the rules I'd never have got anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to grow old without facelifts. I want to have the courage to be loyal to the face I have made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A career is wonderful, but you can't curl up with it on a cold night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never dropped anyone I believed in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trouble with censors is that they worry if a girl has cleavage. They ought to worry if she hasn't any. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am involved in a freedom ride protesting the loss of the minority rights belonging to the few remaining earthbound stars. All we demanded was our right to twinkle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all make believe, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Monroe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-6564211502632817522?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/6564211502632817522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=6564211502632817522' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6564211502632817522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/6564211502632817522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/06/her-life-in-her-own-words.html' title='Her Life in her Own Words'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563243666062988288.post-6116540817124474325</id><published>2010-06-27T19:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-27T19:38:36.974+05:30</updated><title type='text'>UP IN THE AIR.</title><content type='html'>I want to be baggage-free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-6116540817124474325?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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give you fast cars but don't tell you that they come with traffic jams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-1443694867133346507?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/1443694867133346507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=1443694867133346507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/1443694867133346507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/1443694867133346507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/06/advertising.html' 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Sometimes, they bring you down. And sometimes, they get you so high that you forget about the ones who got you down! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a little help from Carrie Bradshaw from Sex &amp; the city!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563243666062988288-7743120663391047192?l=i--feel--random.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/feeds/7743120663391047192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3563243666062988288&amp;postID=7743120663391047192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/7743120663391047192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3563243666062988288/posts/default/7743120663391047192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--feel--random.blogspot.com/2010/06/high.html' title='High!'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833153802661193546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDc8GRl3sr0/SrkMd9pNCqI/AAAAAAAADNQ/KCXa_WqPf1o/S220/red.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
