<?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-25046666</id><updated>2011-09-01T03:04:55.878-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Subway Wall</title><subtitle type='html'>I-Err</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358641488787250437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rLZJYUyGnmU/R3aZrpbf3OI/AAAAAAAAAqs/CqLbwROhNrs/S220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25046666.post-1497564807599197170</id><published>2011-04-28T13:27:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T12:42:49.251-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nut Cracker</title><summary type='text'>The following post is unashamedly materialistic, if you are one of the ascetic types - I suggest you read on and it may finally cure you.Ever since my father bought a JVC 60W cassette system(with Bass Boost ;)) when I was still carrying Milton water bottles and wearing shorts to school, I have been have been hooked on to anything that plays media. Given that, my whole life(quarter of a century, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/1497564807599197170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25046666&amp;postID=1497564807599197170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/1497564807599197170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/1497564807599197170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/2011/04/nut-cracker.html' title='Nut Cracker'/><author><name>Sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358641488787250437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rLZJYUyGnmU/R3aZrpbf3OI/AAAAAAAAAqs/CqLbwROhNrs/S220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25046666.post-8563018652143796799</id><published>2009-08-10T10:49:00.021-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T20:44:09.919-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you good enough to be your FB profile?</title><summary type='text'>The general consensus out there is that Facebook is the new world. Your profile lives, breathes, pokes, superpokes, hyperpokes, talks, hugs your buddies, smooches your girl etc. Sigmund Freud is that old bloke with a cigar and John Lennon glasses who knew nothing about human psychology like Facebook does.The FB quizzes give a profound insight into the human mind, something that you didn't know </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/8563018652143796799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25046666&amp;postID=8563018652143796799&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/8563018652143796799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/8563018652143796799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/2009/08/are-you-good-enough-to-be-your-fb.html' title='Are you good enough to be your FB profile?'/><author><name>Sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358641488787250437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rLZJYUyGnmU/R3aZrpbf3OI/AAAAAAAAAqs/CqLbwROhNrs/S220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rLZJYUyGnmU/SoCxCLn4_-I/AAAAAAAABfY/hJyoxJrFyrQ/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25046666.post-848214298178679809</id><published>2009-08-05T21:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T13:51:52.062-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PIGS of Porkopolis</title><summary type='text'>http://cincinnati.com/bigpiggig/I concede this, the trailer for Alice in Wonderland is the reason for this blog. Not connected, yes, but that's how I am.Its been almost a year since I was ceremoniously sent off by those who I knew and those who knew I didn't know them alike. A couple of things that were destined to be done en route to Cincinnati were...well not exactly done.First off, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/848214298178679809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25046666&amp;postID=848214298178679809&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/848214298178679809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/848214298178679809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/2009/08/pigs-of-porkopolis.html' title='PIGS of Porkopolis'/><author><name>Sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358641488787250437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rLZJYUyGnmU/R3aZrpbf3OI/AAAAAAAAAqs/CqLbwROhNrs/S220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25046666.post-8538689640035013800</id><published>2008-12-11T09:28:00.033-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T10:14:17.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Travails</title><summary type='text'>Long time since I wrote anything here.The last year has been a bit off-track from my plan, which by all means was to while away my time and ending bankrupt at the end of every month. So as Monk would say - This is what happened.Considering that I survived the four year scam of engineering, it was pretty obvious that this will turn up into one fiasco but finally with some expected results(My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/8538689640035013800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25046666&amp;postID=8538689640035013800&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/8538689640035013800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/8538689640035013800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/2008/12/travails.html' title='The Travails'/><author><name>Sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358641488787250437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rLZJYUyGnmU/R3aZrpbf3OI/AAAAAAAAAqs/CqLbwROhNrs/S220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25046666.post-4546271292941412795</id><published>2008-04-13T03:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T10:16:38.254-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Road - "Sense"</title><summary type='text'>Do they have some kind of reservation for issuing Driver's license too?I was inside an auto a few days back, when there was a huge commotion ahead of me. I sat there for around 15 minutes after which I decided to check what the problem was. What I saw made me sick.A mid sized car and a Scooty had been in a mishap. An elderly couple were riding the bike while a gang of four girls were in the car </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/4546271292941412795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25046666&amp;postID=4546271292941412795&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/4546271292941412795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/4546271292941412795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/2008/04/do-they-have-some-kind-of-reservation.html' title='Road - &quot;Sense&quot;'/><author><name>Sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358641488787250437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rLZJYUyGnmU/R3aZrpbf3OI/AAAAAAAAAqs/CqLbwROhNrs/S220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25046666.post-4378815031491198861</id><published>2007-07-26T23:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T00:07:50.822-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Noose Today</title><summary type='text'>Today's NooseHello and welcome to evening edition of Noose todayFirst the Headless linesThe Prime Minister has won the International Ventriloquism Dummy Competition held in Geneva.The Primeminsiter has attributed his win to all the voices behind him. What really clinched the title for him was that he could be the dummy for voices of either sex, be it male or female. Coming a close second is Pony </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/4378815031491198861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25046666&amp;postID=4378815031491198861&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/4378815031491198861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/4378815031491198861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/2007/07/noose-today.html' title='Noose Today'/><author><name>Sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358641488787250437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rLZJYUyGnmU/R3aZrpbf3OI/AAAAAAAAAqs/CqLbwROhNrs/S220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25046666.post-6421658281007899085</id><published>2007-03-28T08:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T09:25:00.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother and Son</title><summary type='text'>The MotherI look at you  finally after months ten of waiting eagerlyYou lay there in my handcalm as if you are in a magic landNo one knows why you cryyou never know why I cryI see you lying there, a tiny crippleI feel love when you have my nippleYears go by as you grow as a boyI watch you silently from the shadows with joyI knew the importance of you to learnbut I never understood what you yearnI</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/6421658281007899085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25046666&amp;postID=6421658281007899085&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/6421658281007899085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/6421658281007899085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/2007/03/mother-and-son.html' title='Mother and Son'/><author><name>Sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358641488787250437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rLZJYUyGnmU/R3aZrpbf3OI/AAAAAAAAAqs/CqLbwROhNrs/S220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25046666.post-568131103213245552</id><published>2007-03-03T11:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T06:15:27.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Down</title><summary type='text'> One Year...I crib,shout,criticize,bore...I shall continue.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/568131103213245552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25046666&amp;postID=568131103213245552&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/568131103213245552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/568131103213245552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-down.html' title='One Down'/><author><name>Sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358641488787250437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rLZJYUyGnmU/R3aZrpbf3OI/AAAAAAAAAqs/CqLbwROhNrs/S220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rLZJYUyGnmU/Remi6zrmzPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/5LfFx89l430/s72-c/comic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25046666.post-1306223834837474393</id><published>2007-02-04T06:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T07:01:36.718-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sticky Tale</title><summary type='text'>Poland Circa 2007For Adam Boskowicz its just another normal day. A farmer who also rears pigs and collects their fat, he makes a modest income, by exporting his products to the coast from where it is shipped to a place unknown. Today's load was like any other. He is a little happy with the day's outputs though.Isle De Cruses, Anitgua "The big ships are just too much for these waters. Why don't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/1306223834837474393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/1306223834837474393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/2007/02/sticky-tale.html' title='A Sticky Tale'/><author><name>Sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358641488787250437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rLZJYUyGnmU/R3aZrpbf3OI/AAAAAAAAAqs/CqLbwROhNrs/S220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25046666.post-535750473326054673</id><published>2007-01-29T00:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T12:53:14.438-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Padmavibhushan</title><summary type='text'>Dr.Balu Shankaran  Born near Tirunelveli. Graduated medicine with no less than 13 gold medals!!! As luck would have it he was denied a teaching post at Madras Medical college due to "reservations". Denied a chance to teach from a place he graduated with decorations, he went on to become one of the respected surgeons in India and abroad. Here goes his works which I know :  Director General of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/535750473326054673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/535750473326054673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/2007/01/padmavibhushan.html' title='Padmavibhushan'/><author><name>Sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358641488787250437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rLZJYUyGnmU/R3aZrpbf3OI/AAAAAAAAAqs/CqLbwROhNrs/S220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25046666.post-116531806838297704</id><published>2006-12-05T05:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T16:15:13.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Ava Thanjavur Kaaralaache!!</title><summary type='text'>Bang!!! Time for some useless thoughts on the highly complex algorithm of the working of a south indian Iyer's mind.Its a vicious cycle - the life of an Iyer.Some typical insights into the division of Iyers of our times:The geography plays an important role in determining the character and attitude of an Iyer.A detailed analysis of the various divisions of iyers:1.Tirunelveli: Iyers hailing from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/116531806838297704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25046666&amp;postID=116531806838297704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/116531806838297704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/116531806838297704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-ava-thanjavur-kaaralaache.html' title='Oh Ava Thanjavur Kaaralaache!!'/><author><name>Sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358641488787250437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rLZJYUyGnmU/R3aZrpbf3OI/AAAAAAAAAqs/CqLbwROhNrs/S220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25046666.post-115946735547193637</id><published>2006-09-28T14:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T14:30:16.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Art Thou?</title><summary type='text'>O Draconian Devil!!O Lame Saint!!Anagrams immortalized by Mr.Brown.What do people find in a painting that they dont find everyday in their life?All the world is a stage and all....goes the lines..Does anyone give it a second thought?The latest revealations that Lisa was either expecting or a new mother has created more interest among the literate world than a Brazillian aircrash where we dont </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/115946735547193637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25046666&amp;postID=115946735547193637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/115946735547193637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/115946735547193637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-art-thou.html' title='What Art Thou?'/><author><name>Sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358641488787250437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rLZJYUyGnmU/R3aZrpbf3OI/AAAAAAAAAqs/CqLbwROhNrs/S220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25046666.post-116280473986042300</id><published>2006-08-13T04:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T08:32:07.859-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Patriotism</title><summary type='text'>"Patriotism is the virtue of the vicious"-- Oscar Wilde.When was the last time you stood up for the National Anthem with bubbling enthusiasm in your heart? When was the last time you eagerly went for a Independence day celebrations with the tricolor pinned proudly across your chest?When was the last time you extended your arm for the pledge that you took daily back at school?Well for me it was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/116280473986042300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/116280473986042300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/2006/08/patriotism.html' title='Patriotism'/><author><name>Sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358641488787250437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rLZJYUyGnmU/R3aZrpbf3OI/AAAAAAAAAqs/CqLbwROhNrs/S220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25046666.post-115234410681103818</id><published>2006-07-08T03:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T16:28:13.432-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ode On Bombay's Trains</title><summary type='text'>It always dawns on me, late at night, that life is made of days.Every night it is a postmortem of the given day, be it yesterday or today depending on your point of view.If it was one of the nights when Narayanan(roomy 1) is making inroads into the world of mainframes quite oblivious of certain basic requirements such as clothes, you could very well start your stopwatch and play the most exciting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/115234410681103818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25046666&amp;postID=115234410681103818&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/115234410681103818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/115234410681103818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/2006/07/ode-on-bombays-trains.html' title='The Ode On Bombay&apos;s Trains'/><author><name>Sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358641488787250437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rLZJYUyGnmU/R3aZrpbf3OI/AAAAAAAAAqs/CqLbwROhNrs/S220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25046666.post-115190428123955211</id><published>2006-07-03T00:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T16:24:53.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Rome Do As The Romans Do!!</title><summary type='text'>Diego Armando Maradona:"Pope is German but God is Argentine".Well it was the papa who had the last laugh but the Germans preferred atheists!!I may not agree, as a football fanatic, that Germany was a better team than Argentina in the quarters. And I will not crib about that here!! This post is dedicated to the astonishing comeback of one of the greatest players of all time- Zinedine Zidane!!!Pre </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/115190428123955211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25046666&amp;postID=115190428123955211&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/115190428123955211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/115190428123955211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/2006/07/in-rome-do-as-romans-do.html' title='In Rome Do As The Romans Do!!'/><author><name>Sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358641488787250437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rLZJYUyGnmU/R3aZrpbf3OI/AAAAAAAAAqs/CqLbwROhNrs/S220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25046666.post-114875333163432804</id><published>2006-05-27T13:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T16:21:07.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Its A Bird!!! Its A Plane!!! Nah...Its Stupidity.</title><summary type='text'>After a lenghty session of mewling  and bear-hugging every poor soul that came along...it was time to bid- adieu to my college.So...here was my buddy and I....bags all packed...left-overs being seen as generous donations to the hostel-people...taking the traditional long way back home...nah...it was the long way but not the usual 2622 T.N.Exp with the coffee at the shop in the 12th platform....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/114875333163432804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/114875333163432804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-bird-its-plane-nahits-stupidity.html' title='Its A Bird!!! Its A Plane!!! Nah...Its Stupidity.'/><author><name>Sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358641488787250437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rLZJYUyGnmU/R3aZrpbf3OI/AAAAAAAAAqs/CqLbwROhNrs/S220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25046666.post-114604778658778490</id><published>2006-04-26T05:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T16:19:37.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adios!!!11 G!!</title><summary type='text'>What makes us,eleven overgrown school boys special??Well we aint special in anyway just that we as a group are special!!The bond that is formed for eternity has been forged and even the fires of mount doom can't break them!So here with the pic accompanying lemme introduce 9 ordinary boys who are special!!!Standing on the left with a face that would make you think that this guy is a serious one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/114604778658778490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25046666&amp;postID=114604778658778490&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/114604778658778490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/114604778658778490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/2006/04/adios11-g_26.html' title='Adios!!!11 G!!'/><author><name>Sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358641488787250437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rLZJYUyGnmU/R3aZrpbf3OI/AAAAAAAAAqs/CqLbwROhNrs/S220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25046666.post-114543058516831486</id><published>2006-04-19T03:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T07:34:16.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>End Of College Bacchanalia</title><summary type='text'>Well its the time of the year when every college sends off a batch thats been with them for years.Unfortunately this time i fall into that category.So you have completed three looong years away from home and enter your final year looking for some softwarre firm to come and pick you up.And then it happens, a major MNC comes and recruits you offering packages which wont make much of a differnce as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/feeds/114543058516831486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25046666&amp;postID=114543058516831486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/114543058516831486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25046666/posts/default/114543058516831486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subway-wall.blogspot.com/2006/04/end-of-college-bacchanalia.html' title='End Of College Bacchanalia'/><author><name>Sid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358641488787250437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rLZJYUyGnmU/R3aZrpbf3OI/AAAAAAAAAqs/CqLbwROhNrs/S220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
