<?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-7757018430184315380</id><updated>2012-02-16T08:58:54.735-08:00</updated><category term='Songs'/><category term='Life and problems'/><title type='text'>WeLcOmE tO tHE JuNgLe ^_^ !!!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imalhotra.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757018430184315380/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imalhotra.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ishan a.k.a. Ginji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308916406900894416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t4/ishan_ginji/getginji.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757018430184315380.post-2218635986196494165</id><published>2007-04-16T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T08:48:48.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ThIs iS sOmEtHiNg WhIcH iS mOrE vAlUaBlE tO mE oR iN fAcT EvErYoNe On ThIs LiTtLe BlUe mArBlE cAlLeD EaRtH............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4sBgAdbqJs/RjtVw1qSJMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_iQ2yGJgU1U/s1600-h/yea.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4sBgAdbqJs/RjtVw1qSJMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_iQ2yGJgU1U/s400/yea.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060732903807395010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"My LiFe.....My PaIn....My JoY....My sOrRoW.....My HaPiNeSs.....My BrEaTh......My sOuL....My mInD......My HaTrEd......My LoVe.....My AnGeR.....My AwE.....My PrIdE...... MyFrIeNdS..........."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757018430184315380-2218635986196494165?l=imalhotra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imalhotra.blogspot.com/feeds/2218635986196494165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757018430184315380&amp;postID=2218635986196494165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757018430184315380/posts/default/2218635986196494165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757018430184315380/posts/default/2218635986196494165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imalhotra.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-is-something-which-is-more.html' title='ThIs iS sOmEtHiNg WhIcH iS mOrE vAlUaBlE tO mE oR iN fAcT EvErYoNe On ThIs LiTtLe BlUe mArBlE cAlLeD EaRtH............'/><author><name>Ishan a.k.a. Ginji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308916406900894416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t4/ishan_ginji/getginji.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4sBgAdbqJs/RjtVw1qSJMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_iQ2yGJgU1U/s72-c/yea.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757018430184315380.post-7329972594013385311</id><published>2007-04-07T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T11:40:28.934-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><title type='text'>ThIs Is A sOnG mAdE bY mE AnD mY gOoD fRIenD RaJiV</title><content type='html'>With cold immortal hands i try to feel&lt;br /&gt;The heart in you which i thought unreal&lt;br /&gt;But then i thought what if it were true&lt;br /&gt;Like the flame dancing to you&lt;br /&gt;I never imagined us here together&lt;br /&gt;But we're still apart from here forever&lt;br /&gt;And thus my love for you shall prevail&lt;br /&gt;Till forever till my grave&lt;br /&gt;But there were the times you broke my trust&lt;br /&gt;You left me strangling in your chains of lust&lt;br /&gt;Like the hungry ones will carry my soul as the wild hunt  through the boughs&lt;br /&gt;But never can i stop loving you,even knowing that my hatred steadily grew&lt;br /&gt;You wrecked my heart, the pain for you,has become something that wont undo&lt;br /&gt;I think about you every day and every night and sometimes i doubt if my choice was right&lt;br /&gt;But ill right the wrong....ill wrong the written.......my fear for u no longer hidden&lt;br /&gt;I trust u will change with the flow of time....im trying to forget all your deceitful crimes&lt;br /&gt;But what u did will never undo.....the scars tell tales....the pain wont conclude&lt;br /&gt;But ill keep on trying, even if its another trick, ill just keep waiting though its getting me ticked,&lt;br /&gt;And these tickin clocks seem to slow thier counts....drowning slowly in this vermilion gaunt,         And now i know that your like my life's gauntlet,your the reason to why i keep  trying to go ahead,&lt;br /&gt;But as I try and think again....I dream of what was unsaid.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the path to which i was lead....By you.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757018430184315380-7329972594013385311?l=imalhotra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imalhotra.blogspot.com/feeds/7329972594013385311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757018430184315380&amp;postID=7329972594013385311' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757018430184315380/posts/default/7329972594013385311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757018430184315380/posts/default/7329972594013385311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imalhotra.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-is-song-made-by-me-and-my-good.html' title='ThIs Is A sOnG mAdE bY mE AnD mY gOoD fRIenD RaJiV'/><author><name>Ishan a.k.a. Ginji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308916406900894416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t4/ishan_ginji/getginji.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757018430184315380.post-2699092961026903688</id><published>2007-03-23T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T01:46:04.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm...too much of coolness can cause another ice age right?So get your coats on people......Better get ready</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4sBgAdbqJs/RgOTu541LQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cmM_HrbCu1M/s1600-h/grunge+it+up+99+problems.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4sBgAdbqJs/RgOTu541LQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cmM_HrbCu1M/s400/grunge+it+up+99+problems.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045038441607539970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his is the gang.....Frm lEfT----&gt;RiGhT weve GOT ArYaMaN OuR tEcHnO WiZ wHo PiMpEd uP tHiS PiC DeN DeReZ AbHiShEk lOoKiN ReALlY SeRiOuS...yEs MiRaClEs dO HaPpEn dEn DeReZ ViShEsH wHo LoOkS aS If hEs gOnNa KiLl tHe PhOtOgRaPhEr DeN dErEz AcHiN OuR BiKeR bOy AnD rItE aFtEr HiM wEvE gOt MiLiNd a.k.a. MuLtI tHe FuNnIeSt oF Us aLl.....tHeN tHeReZ mE tHe oNe aNd oNlY sAyInG KeEp RoCkInG aNd LaSt BuH DeFiNiTeLy nOt ThE lEaSt WeVe gOt AiShWaRyE lUkIn lIkE Mr. pErFeCt......wElL dAtZ iT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757018430184315380-2699092961026903688?l=imalhotra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imalhotra.blogspot.com/feeds/2699092961026903688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757018430184315380&amp;postID=2699092961026903688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757018430184315380/posts/default/2699092961026903688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757018430184315380/posts/default/2699092961026903688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imalhotra.blogspot.com/2007/03/hmmmtoo-much-of-coolness-can-cause.html' title='Hmmm...too much of coolness can cause another ice age right?So get your coats on people......Better get ready'/><author><name>Ishan a.k.a. Ginji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308916406900894416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t4/ishan_ginji/getginji.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4sBgAdbqJs/RgOTu541LQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cmM_HrbCu1M/s72-c/grunge+it+up+99+problems.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757018430184315380.post-3986919551150913002</id><published>2007-03-10T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T17:34:24.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This one goes out to Huma, Nitya, Eashani, Sam and of course Kian sensei...This is especially for you guyz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;This is nothing but an expression of the feelings I have for all of you----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;If you ever want a person who's help you may need......If you ever need a person whom you can trust at dire times as well.......If you need someone who's shoulders you wanna cry on....If you need an individual who motivates you and encourages you to take the right decision....If you need a person who is readily available for you....I'm the guy your looking for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;For I have been looking endlessly for people who could understand me and my feelings.....Tired and dreary from this endless quest I return empty handed......I then figured I had been wasting time because you were exactly what I was looking for.You were right beside me, hidden in my shadows, sometimes looking after me like a guardian angel.....What a pure soul you have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Today I understood all that you sacrificed just for me.....And I would like to thank you for sharing amongst us Our joys, Our sorrows, Our experiences, Even our outcome of the day.I have assured myself of what I truly think of you as....I think of you as a desert rose....You're one in a million and I'm lucky to know all five of you....Im lucky to have a freind like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;And so I would like to express my dearest gratitude to you....But how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I could not understand why I did not find a perfect freind a soulmate....and then I slowly understood that it was because I already had you....What more could I ask? Others discouraged my thoughts, my ideas and left me down in the dumps...But  it was you who never lost hope and put me on the right path since when I met you.This gave me confidence, it gave me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;strength, strength to rise to a position where I can easily sustain myself....I owe it all to you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I still don't understand how to thank you enough and express myself.....Without you I am a mere child, Dumb and carefree, an exact opposite of what I am meant to be.Only you know my secrets, Only you know my fears, Only you know my likes and dislikes, Only you know my true character.....If it weren't for you I would be nothing but an unworhty, unkempt ,helpless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;dog.Had you not put me on the right track....I would have been in shambles now....So thank you friends for all you have done for me,as you are one of the primary reasons why I thank god for a life like mine.....I know I'll always have you as a friend for ever.....and trust me....You will have me as a friend forever as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Poor you............Good Luck bearing me.......I trust you will really need  it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757018430184315380-3986919551150913002?l=imalhotra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imalhotra.blogspot.com/feeds/3986919551150913002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757018430184315380&amp;postID=3986919551150913002' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757018430184315380/posts/default/3986919551150913002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757018430184315380/posts/default/3986919551150913002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imalhotra.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-one-goes-out-to-huma-nitya-eashani.html' title='This one goes out to Huma, Nitya, Eashani, Sam and of course Kian sensei...This is especially for you guyz'/><author><name>Ishan a.k.a. Ginji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308916406900894416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t4/ishan_ginji/getginji.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757018430184315380.post-3215417984883256295</id><published>2007-03-04T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T09:07:24.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why does it hurt so much?</title><content type='html'>Why is that every single time when we want to do something right......we end up messing it up.Why does it hurt so bad when we understand it's consequences.Why don't we understand that it's totally wrong and think of the consequences before doing the action.Why can't we forget these incidents even when we want too.Why does it hurt less when we do it and feels as a scorch after we understand it.Why is it that a broken soul like me tends to hurt so much.I'm a person who savours the dark side of life.......darkness gives me pleasure.....Shrieks,Wails,Screams....all of these are the good things in life....What is life?A mere emotion?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it just like a computer.....what is the difference between life and the internet?&lt;br /&gt;we just flow with the command which our cpu called the brain asks us to execute ...without a modem, a heart we have nothing...we have good and bad sites as we have people....when a webpage is closed a person dies.....when theres an error u face a dangerous risk...when you wanna turn over a new leaf you try to refresh.....when u wanna leave habits you stop....and one fine day....the power goes off.....death pays you a little visit.....Pain.....How beautiful this word is.....so elegant so graceful.....One of the many things that bring me pleasure in life.....I like to torture people to a state of insanity.....i guess i prefer showing mercy as to not killing them.....I dont care about what the world thinks....what I do will happen....Ill make it happen....My heart governs my life.....My fixed desicions can never be changed....By any force on earth.....on even away from it.....Dont try to please me....it doesnt help.....trust me....Stay away from me, Dont try to face me or You'll be sorry.....Dont even think about getting me ticked off......It might just be your last moment.....Ill end all your sorrows along with that pathetic life of yours......I am what i am....Dont try to change me or youll end up changing yourself just trying to do so......Best of luck if you still wanna waste your time trying.....Be my guest.....If u succeed good for both of us......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't hurt yourself trying to do so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757018430184315380-3215417984883256295?l=imalhotra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imalhotra.blogspot.com/feeds/3215417984883256295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757018430184315380&amp;postID=3215417984883256295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757018430184315380/posts/default/3215417984883256295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757018430184315380/posts/default/3215417984883256295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imalhotra.blogspot.com/2007/03/why-does-it-hurt-so-much.html' title='Why does it hurt so much?'/><author><name>Ishan a.k.a. Ginji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308916406900894416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t4/ishan_ginji/getginji.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757018430184315380.post-2235313200233916140</id><published>2007-02-24T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T00:42:26.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's a rap about life for all you thick skulled morons who don't get a thing I say</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;About life.....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  LiFe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifez a game,&lt;br /&gt;u got no1 tuh blame,&lt;br /&gt;for all our actions,&lt;br /&gt;and its distractions,&lt;br /&gt;which it put in front of you,&lt;br /&gt;you cudha left it too,&lt;br /&gt;but u chose the wrong path,&lt;br /&gt;now affected by its aftermath,&lt;br /&gt;u wish ud taken the rite choice,&lt;br /&gt;not lissenin to your inner voice,&lt;br /&gt;that made you do the wrong thing,&lt;br /&gt;so lissen up wen ur hearin me sing,&lt;br /&gt;and tellin you it was the wrong desicion,&lt;br /&gt;it could have been your bad presicion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I see you strive to survive,&lt;br /&gt;Tryin 2 lead a normal life,&lt;br /&gt;Wishin,regrettin,whinin and cryin,&lt;br /&gt;always wishin you could be dyin,&lt;br /&gt;regrettin ur choices with all moans and groans,&lt;br /&gt;not comprehendin that the fault was your own,&lt;br /&gt;well listen up homie,no1 likes a sober,&lt;br /&gt;every1 jus respects a man of high power,&lt;br /&gt;To reach that level u gotta keep tryin,&lt;br /&gt;not beggin fer sympathy don always be crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz every single person makes such a mistake,&lt;br /&gt;Were he doesnt realize wats really at stake,&lt;br /&gt;so wat u gonna do is what ull endure,&lt;br /&gt;mark my words,thyre gonna help you for sure,&lt;br /&gt;and now its time for me to conclude,&lt;br /&gt;this rhyme of mine so lissen up dude,&lt;br /&gt;lissen to your heart ,don go dependin on your mood,&lt;br /&gt;coz ur gonna have 2 aim for it before u shoot,&lt;br /&gt;If u lissenin den follow these steps to success,&lt;br /&gt;and I promise you ,it aint gonna turn out no mess.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DoNe!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757018430184315380-2235313200233916140?l=imalhotra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imalhotra.blogspot.com/feeds/2235313200233916140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757018430184315380&amp;postID=2235313200233916140' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757018430184315380/posts/default/2235313200233916140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757018430184315380/posts/default/2235313200233916140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imalhotra.blogspot.com/2007/02/heres-rap-about-life-for-allyou-thick.html' title='Here&apos;s a rap about life for all you thick skulled morons who don&apos;t get a thing I say'/><author><name>Ishan a.k.a. Ginji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17308916406900894416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t4/ishan_ginji/getginji.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7757018430184315380.post-245196180544803848</id><published>2007-02-10T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T18:00:21.239-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life and problems'/><title type='text'>High School Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;High School Life is really difficult.....you have to face various problems such as Bullies , Girls, Studies, Pressure, Tension etc.But believe me the only way I've learnt to overcome all this is by not giving a damn about what others say but by only following your heart.Life is really difficult to overcome....trust me, I am 15 years of age so even I'm suffering this crucial stage of life.The actions you do may make your life or even break it....but no, dont get pressurised ,follow your heart , it's right most of the times(Trust me i know). By the way when it comes to girls....fahgetaboutit.Its more important when you get outta school.....so ignore all this for now.Please dont always be a goody-two-shoes.....thats not what i'm saying....bunk classes, irritate teachers but keep it in limit....I mean balance it with all your activities....that's my advice for all my fellow teenagers and I am no goody-two-shoes either .... Trust me, EVERYONE KNOWS!!!!!But the main purpose of this blog is to tell everybody how to face their Difficult lives.More posts coming up soon...........Till then PEACE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7757018430184315380-245196180544803848?l=imalhotra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imalhotra.blogspot.com/feeds/245196180544803848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7757018430184315380&amp;postID=245196180544803848' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757018430184315380/posts/default/245196180544803848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7757018430184315380/posts/default/245196180544803848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imalhotra.blogspot.com/2007/02/high-school-life.html' title='High School Life'/><author><name>Ishan a.k.a. 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