<?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-13233515</id><updated>2012-02-04T22:51:08.271+05:30</updated><category term='making india work'/><category term='donate'/><category term='change'/><category term='growth'/><category term='william nanda bissell'/><category term='india'/><category term='charity'/><category term='development'/><category term='india 2020'/><category term='fabindia'/><category term='book review'/><title type='text'>Zasio</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-1373238121393277323</id><published>2011-08-03T15:00:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-03T15:23:12.896+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='development'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='william nanda bissell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabindia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='india 2020'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='making india work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growth'/><title type='text'>Making India WORK !</title><content type='html'>Hi World !   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I Just read a book which blew me away ! I couldn’t help but share it with you. Some smart old guy said “ the Most contagious disease in the world is an idea” and I think I am infected.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am going to be your gracious host and spread the virus to you innocent unsuspecting simple minded folk. Ooooh ! I feel like Dracula !!! &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyways on a serious note the book is “ Making India Work”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BLrF3z4QwrM/TjkY5qyxFcI/AAAAAAAAADk/1l6aDFG4j_c/s1600/MIW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 321px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BLrF3z4QwrM/TjkY5qyxFcI/AAAAAAAAADk/1l6aDFG4j_c/s400/MIW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636563787649717698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R27zJgquawg/TjkYTuzALwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/994TlS0wwug/s1600/Will.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 126px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R27zJgquawg/TjkYTuzALwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/994TlS0wwug/s400/Will.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636563135889420034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; By a little known fellow called “ William Nanda Bissell”. Don’t fret if you don’t recognize him&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;- neither did I but at the end of the book ; my respect for the guy was profound. IF you live in a any of the major cities in India and visit any big enough mall you are bound to run into the brand created by this Fellow. He Increased the turnover of his company 25 times in the last seven years so he knows a thing or two about getting things right.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Enough of praises for the author; the brand he built is “FabIndia”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MNXukox2WOQ/TjkYunU61rI/AAAAAAAAADU/b74HCSwEF3E/s1600/FabStore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MNXukox2WOQ/TjkYunU61rI/AAAAAAAAADU/b74HCSwEF3E/s400/FabStore.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636563597740660402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a5rLuFGIs2Q/TjkYuT-nkCI/AAAAAAAAADM/4Z5u-EpfrMk/s1600/Fabpstr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 389px; height: 249px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a5rLuFGIs2Q/TjkYuT-nkCI/AAAAAAAAADM/4Z5u-EpfrMk/s400/Fabpstr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636563592546848802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;where I happen to shop regularly. In case you do  not know what they do – let me enlighten you. They provide artisans in rural india with  access to the billion dollar india retail market while giving them a fair share in  the profits made unlike most large scale retailers. Also worth noting is  that instead of mimicking Western models of business and squeezing the hard  working labour for every penny – FabIndia Follows a unique model of inclusive  growth.Getting back to the Book – In simple words it is about Realizing the full potential of India. Although the name suggests india –  I believe most of the world would benefit of these ideas were followed. I  know I know – We have come across enough books &amp;amp; Movies Promising the same! Utopian India – Super Power India – India in 2020.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CSGUGIyhLzw/TjkY5pLFbvI/AAAAAAAAADs/wBc7i6yd6jg/s1600/Utop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 172px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CSGUGIyhLzw/TjkY5pLFbvI/AAAAAAAAADs/wBc7i6yd6jg/s400/Utop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636563787214843634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; Honestly I don’t believe those books give any real time advice that can be implemented today to reach those goals. They talk about general solutions like education, poverty and hygine. No Offence to those authors but anybody can cook up stuff like that with enough free time on their hands and if the author is famous enough&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;- anything he writes will attract a publisher irrespective of the quality of the work or its functionality !&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5d6EWB9ODQ/TjkYufp1zNI/AAAAAAAAADE/aXDArwKBeZg/s1600/Accntblty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5d6EWB9ODQ/TjkYufp1zNI/AAAAAAAAADE/aXDArwKBeZg/s400/Accntblty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636563595680926930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;William on the other hand has given us a roadmap -&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Where to start – What to do – How to do it ? What might be the road blocks ? How to handle them ? I have not seem another author do so much research and put in so much mental effort in spoon feeding people the idea of actually making india Work. I have to add – the title infers that if the system in the book is followed the whole of India will start to function towards a common goal – which is pretty much nonexistent now. India today functions inspite of its Government – not because of it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YB-RVb8Yi3E/TjkYuibcO-I/AAAAAAAAADc/eYy7Vg0WZt0/s1600/Govt%2BHelp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 343px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YB-RVb8Yi3E/TjkYuibcO-I/AAAAAAAAADc/eYy7Vg0WZt0/s400/Govt%2BHelp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636563596425837538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qsi2e_Yworc/TjkYuVEeoaI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ThEWtFq2Bpc/s1600/3%2BLion.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This Book will correct that pathetic situation.   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Author has gone so far as to fill the book with tables and references from some of the most reputed sources. Although this would turn off most simple readers as this makes the book a very strong read in terms of flavor. But such facts are necessary to be included when you are looking to change the Largest Democracy in the World !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The amount of backlash expected if people start reading this book would be phenomenal. I expect most of it to come from the people who want the “Status Quo” to continue – ergo the People who benefit from the current system – ergo the elite few who get all the media attention.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In a way – making the book available only at the fabindia stores is a master stroke. Because under normal conditions the Older Generations don’t walk into such stores which are located in malls. On the Other hand the youth of india consider these very same malls as their eternal hangout. Also Younger India is more willing to change and have hope for a better world than the older generation who has gotten used to doing things the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidifont-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Neanderthal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; way. If people actually start reading this book in mass&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;( similar to the “Oh so famous Boy wizard with a scar” series ) then serious debate will result – which is the first step on the way to evolution or revolution. Bottom line being that it will definitely make people think – and in today’s world where almost everybody runs on Autopilot – making them stop for a second and making them think about Anything is in itself a great feat!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In very very condensed form – these are the major talking points in the book :&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin;font-family:Calibri;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;1.&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Reforming the total geographical system of india ( Getting rid of states and bringing in smaller more manageable units )&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin;font-family:Calibri;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;2.&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Giving these units more authority and decentralizing the government; giving the people most affected by a situation the power to decide what to do about it.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin;font-family:Calibri;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;3.&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Realizing the untapped natural resources of poor india as wealth – and putting a system in place which distributes wealth between rural and urban divides which increases standards of living on both ends.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin;font-family:Calibri;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;4.&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The Bold new concept of “Catalysts” (TCs) which spur the lowest rungs of society to get the best levels of Legal, Educational and Living standards.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin;font-family:Calibri;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;5.&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This whole concept is based on the free markets which makes it more liquid and effective than the current draconian scheme. Means less intervention and more market dynamics.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin;font-family:Calibri;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;6.&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And to keep the markets transparent – Cash is made obsolete and all transactions are digital.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin;font-family:Calibri;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;7.&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Another new concept of a Single tax by the government – called Transaction charge ( set at 1% initially) instead of the hundreds of small nameless taxes we suffer from today.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yes, these will be difficult to achieve and put into practice – Yes this is not a readymade Band-aid Fix like the ones today’s politicians are boasting off. Yes, this is THE solution. Yes, this needs a paradigm shift and yes, I believe the time is right for the same! This old form of democracy has gone beyond its expiry date. We can’t keep wrapping a corpse in new bandages and claim it’s new! The Democracy which we follow today is outdated and dead! We need to let it go! And William shows us how. The only fact in question is – do we as a country have the balls enough to do something never before done anywhere else in the world and set an example for once rather than following everybody else’s.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qsi2e_Yworc/TjkYuVEeoaI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ThEWtFq2Bpc/s1600/3%2BLion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 338px; height: 257px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qsi2e_Yworc/TjkYuVEeoaI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ThEWtFq2Bpc/s400/3%2BLion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636563592839864738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Although I would love to get into the details of the book and its visionary plans for a cleaner, greener and most importantly friendlier world – I would much rather prefer it to be a discussion with the rest of you who have read the book. Bring me your thoughts on the book, anything you liked or would like to add to it. This book is about our future – which considering that we are the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; most populated country in the world – is the future of the world ! But this is no fairy tale – this is real – this is do-able. This has to be done in order for us to have any future at all . If this book and its ideas fall on deaf ears – then we might as well be looking at 2012 as the end of the world – and all of us might end up playing “Fallout” with our lives! &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The blue prints in this book might not give us a perfect world – but it gets us closer than we are now – and that alone is worth the painstaking effort of converting that vision into reality.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-1373238121393277323?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/1373238121393277323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=1373238121393277323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/1373238121393277323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/1373238121393277323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2011/08/hi-world-i-just-read-book-which-blew-me.html' title='Making India WORK !'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BLrF3z4QwrM/TjkY5qyxFcI/AAAAAAAAADk/1l6aDFG4j_c/s72-c/MIW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-2826186088768800482</id><published>2010-10-27T01:05:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-27T01:35:37.985+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Stop Dying ~ Go Live!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Holla !! Guess who’s back? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/TMczbxcrLyI/AAAAAAAAACg/pcbbCBQugWY/s1600/eminem50cent_l1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/TMczbxcrLyI/AAAAAAAAACg/pcbbCBQugWY/s400/eminem50cent_l1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532447219471036194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No – it’s not Slim Shady. Actually its the other guy who is neither slim nor shady, “Me”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sorry to keep my loyal followers waiting; but as they say “Good things come to people who wait” &amp;amp; “Wine gets better with age”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;STOp ! – Hold on a sec!! Dont read any further – just forget you read the last 2 lines – They were sooo lame – i don’t even know why i even spend the energy to come with such shit!! OH FUCK!! – i used a curse word – the old blog dint have any curse words. Which must mean this is no longer the same old blog!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I would be doing cartwheels if i could – but since i can’t – here is why the blog has changed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;WTF ?? Why should i explain to you guys why my thinking has changed?? It my brain &amp;amp; if i wanna curse – then even if the earth stops spinning and chuck Norris turns soft – i am gonna curse.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Whats the big freagging deal? – People change – times change – so did i – here’s the new me. Pzas 2.0&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Contradictary to popular belief this is not mini me – this is actually Mega Me !&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This used to be the place where i shared my stories for public feedback &amp;amp; tried to be as nice &amp;amp; socially acceptable as possible without bending over backwards &amp;amp; kissing my ass.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And then – just like in my fictional stories – a miracle happened – I got a job and met a very special friend of mine – “The Real World”. He was a nice enough to show me around his balls &amp;amp; decided to fuck me up royally before i could tell him i wasn’t gay. Now that i survived that – i am back with a new fix on life, death &amp;amp; the whole fucking universe. You sorry bitches out there better get ready to read the most meanest, hottest, wildest crap ever written. Every Word, every sentence, every fucking dot on this page is my catch on things. Everybody knows this shit – but nobody talks about it – and cuz i have decided to fuck fear – i am gonna lay her naked – right here and screw her happy ass till she cant walk straight no more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/TMcy5EP4ByI/AAAAAAAAACY/qV7WCzv9mvE/s1600/us_fuck_the_world-733444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/TMcy5EP4ByI/AAAAAAAAACY/qV7WCzv9mvE/s320/us_fuck_the_world-733444.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532446623222204194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is was the first thing i kinda realised as soon i was in the real world. People are afraid – they are very afraid. The only difference between people is in the scale in which they are scared. If i am less scared than you – you think of me as brave. So here’s my catch on one of the most common fears that normal people have – and incidentally never bothered me too much – go Figure!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fear of the Future / Death&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/TMcyVu7zMUI/AAAAAAAAABo/ntHGwr3OoPo/s1600/fearofdeath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/TMcyVu7zMUI/AAAAAAAAABo/ntHGwr3OoPo/s400/fearofdeath.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532446016205435202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you actually stop &amp;amp; think about it – instead of blindly following generations of brain washing – you will understand how fucked up this fear is.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Phobia Buster –&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fact * Everyone has to die – no exceptions. Even the pope has to die – Barrack Obama – you – me &amp;amp; the mosquito currently sucking my blood – all living things perish. The Flesh &amp;amp; blood we are made of has an expiry date. No matter how hard you bargain – this cannot be changed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now that we have established that we all die – let’s look at the options on how to handle this news.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Option A. Decided that no matter what you do – it is pointless in the larger picture &amp;amp; kill yourself right now.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Option B. Keep Avoiding the idea of death – fearing it perpetually &amp;amp; still die in a tormented life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Option C. Or as most religions do “Gift Wrap” it in shiny labels like “Heaven”, “Afterlife” and believe that you have all the time in the world &amp;amp; after world to do everything you ever wanted.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But after my brush with the real world – i have come up with a weird whacked out solution – it might not be completely my original idea – but what the heck ! I think it works – so here goes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now that all your days are numbered and there is nothing you can do about it – Embrace death &amp;amp; using it create a sense of urgency to force yourself into action for the things in life that matter the most to you. Times when these small itty bitty fears stop you –&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/TMcyWQyPAvI/AAAAAAAAACA/V4Qx-sCbXtY/s1600/job-prision.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/TMcyWQyPAvI/AAAAAAAAACA/V4Qx-sCbXtY/s400/job-prision.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532446025292120818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fears like rejection, loneliness, uncertainty, self doubt. Spit on their face &amp;amp; declare that you have only one life with a limited number of days – so you can’t keep running away from them &amp;amp; keep wasting the precious time you have left. Gambling on a chance of overcoming these fears is way more useful than sitting in a corner &amp;amp; brooding over what might happen if you fail. Just shut up &amp;amp; do what you like – so something so that there is a meaning &amp;amp; purpose to your existence, &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/TMcyWq3rqKI/AAAAAAAAACI/REhCzG_LCKw/s1600/purpose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/TMcyWq3rqKI/AAAAAAAAACI/REhCzG_LCKw/s400/purpose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532446032294291618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;something that can keep you alive even after your physical form has perished. All Great people have done something worth remembering &amp;amp; that alone makes them alive till this day. But people who are paralyzed into inaction everyday of their lives might be considered physically alive – but have died at the hands of their fears a long long time ago. Finding such a cause to fight for – one you are ready to give up your life for – is the most profound feeling of relief you will experience. I can’t say i have found it yet – but one of these days – i just might.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This thought process will affect your everyday functioning greatly. Firstly if you are stuck in something you have no interest in – but are only carrying on out of fear of failure&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/TMcyWONLjPI/AAAAAAAAAB4/s2gyAdkmDfk/s1600/i-wanna-die.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 375px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/TMcyWONLjPI/AAAAAAAAAB4/s2gyAdkmDfk/s400/i-wanna-die.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532446024599833842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; – fear of trying something new – fear of getting what you always wanted. Then this dangling sand clock of limited time &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/TMcy4qxkj9I/AAAAAAAAACQ/z4-jCf-PaMY/s1600/sand_clock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/TMcy4qxkj9I/AAAAAAAAACQ/z4-jCf-PaMY/s320/sand_clock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532446616384212946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;over your head should snap you into action to get what you want. Then you shall be happy – truly happy – not just an ephemeral temporary use &amp;amp; throw – time killing happiness.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When you have clarity of your goal &amp;amp; understand perfectly that you have limited time to achieve it – then if you are truly passionate about your goal – your mind will find ways of getting you there – it might not be easy – but you will be living your life fully – instead of simply vegetating.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/TMcyV-zP3bI/AAAAAAAAABw/S_w-JfR0pIQ/s1600/03-ps26-6purpose-posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/TMcyV-zP3bI/AAAAAAAAABw/S_w-JfR0pIQ/s400/03-ps26-6purpose-posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532446020464532914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Stop Dying &amp;amp; go Live!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-2826186088768800482?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/2826186088768800482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=2826186088768800482' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/2826186088768800482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/2826186088768800482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2010/10/stop-dying-go-live.html' title='Stop Dying ~ Go Live!'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/TMczbxcrLyI/AAAAAAAAACg/pcbbCBQugWY/s72-c/eminem50cent_l1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-2102154400441902763</id><published>2009-01-01T19:56:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-01T20:02:52.843+05:30</updated><title type='text'>iGive</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi All,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The idea of making a difference in this world has been on my mind for quite some time now.&lt;br /&gt;I am excited to finally be doing so - however small it may be.Do not hesitate to donate through this Website - it is simple, totally secure and the most efficient way to help me reach my goal. The NGO I have chosen will receive your money quickly and effortlessly. If you are an Indian, US orUK taxpayer, there are tax benefits to be had as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've found a great way to celebrate my birthday. Instead of giving me a gift, I'd be thrilled if you joined me in supporting "Seva Mandir" by making a donation to them.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I've chosen "Seva Mandir" because they will be using this money to "Develope Pastureland and help afforestation" and this is a cause dear to me.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GiveIndia will process every donation and provide you with a receipt for the same. Thank you for visitingmy iGive page and supporting my cause.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The NGO I am supporting is :  Seva Mandir&lt;br /&gt; Its Vision is:  To foster democratic and egalitarian values in society so that citizens from plural backgrounds can come together and address their problems. Also, to encourage the people's initiative in governance by building autonomous village institutions.&lt;br /&gt;Any amount, big or small will help and add up to make a difference. So please click on this link below&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.giveindia.org/give/pledgepage/Vinod" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://www.giveindia.org/give/pledgepage/Vinod&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You will be taken to my iGive page where you can make a secure online donation. You will get a receipt via email that you can use for tax deduction purposes.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thank you in advance for your generosity and for making my day special.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your Friendly Neighbourhood Blogger &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-2102154400441902763?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/2102154400441902763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=2102154400441902763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/2102154400441902763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/2102154400441902763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2009/01/igive.html' title='iGive'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-1224016413281328804</id><published>2008-06-01T11:45:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-01T11:56:32.461+05:30</updated><title type='text'>SQuare Hole - Round Block</title><content type='html'>Hey all,&lt;br /&gt;It’s just been a long time – so I thought I’d share my brain with you.&lt;br /&gt;Its been almost two months since my project work started – and frankly its not going all that well – I shouldn’t be telling you all this – but I just needed your views on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Just so that you guys understand the Situation Better - A SMALL flashback of my life - I am a Fresher - i Joined a BIG Software COmpany 10 months ago and I have Been Given some work 2 months ago - WHat happened to the 8 months in between  - you ask ?? I DUnno Either !! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly I don’t think this kinda job suits me  – I tried really hard to fit into a routine 9-5 pattern – but I just don’t feel like its worth all the effort – You know those Kinda LEGO type building blocks small kids play with - I feel like people are pushing a round block into a square hole – unfortunately I am the round block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly my Superior ( ML or TL or wateva ) is complete moron – He is not fit for anything – ( I know that most people feel the same way about their bosses but Believe me – MY BOSS is extra stupid – I am NOT EXAGERATING !) so whenever he screws up his planning or estimation work – we ( since I am the only SE in my project ) Mainly I have to suffer. ( Not IT People Kindly adjust - Because i know i am using a few Techie terms here - But all that you need to know is that I DONT LIKE MY JOB AND I THINK MY BOSS IS A MORON )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I tried talking to my parents, friends and family about all this – their advice was – don’t worry – it will get better – you will start to enjoy your work soon – or – you are too young to decide. But My argument is that – Now is the perfect time for me to experiment with my life – My Family is not dependent on me – and I don’t have to support anyone – so Any decision I take is Only going to affect MY life. And secondly, My problem is not with THIS SPECIFIC COMPANY or with THIS SPECIFIC BOSS – I have an issue with authority and working with BORING- NON CREATIVE work!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have decided to try and leave the company – DON’T be shocked people – its not an impulsive decision – And its not happening anytime REALLY SOON – because I have to search for alternate jobs and more importantly JOBS that INTEREST me – Actually Money is not an issue at all – I don’t even mind working without a salary in a job which thrills me everyday – instead to slaving in front of a monitor with mind-numbing labor day after BORING day. I am also not trying to offend all the brilliant people who are already working here – Its just that I am not like them – I cant imagine myself after 50 years looking back and feeling that I had a choice and I never took it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would haunt me till the end of life – WHAT IF I had quit ? WHAT if I had tried something else ? WHAT if I had been successful ?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IF I failed ? ( even if I fail – I want it to be because of my faults and mistakes – not because somebody else was  poor at planning stuff – and at the end of the day – I want to make use of my grey cells – which I believe are dying of starvation in this line of Work ! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again – I know that your brains will be filled with all the important decisions you need to take in your life – and I know that I will mostly be disturbing your busy work (LOL !! ) BUT I just needed some neutral ( ROTFL - you guys NEUTRAL ?? ) opinions so I turned to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eagerly waiting for your comments,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. This is one such Peek into my life - i promised earlier...  Watch OUT 4 more !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You friendly Neighbourhood Blogger,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-1224016413281328804?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/1224016413281328804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=1224016413281328804' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/1224016413281328804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/1224016413281328804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2008/06/square-hole-round-block.html' title='SQuare Hole - Round Block'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-7718344791529051061</id><published>2007-12-08T22:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-08T22:23:31.512+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='india'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='donate'/><title type='text'>Change a LIFE !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear all,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know it`s been a long time since i last blogged. &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNfox000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="83" alt="Love Letter" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/11/11_1_211v.gif" width="83" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ( almost 10 Months to be exact... )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But the thing is that - I've gotten a day job &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNfox000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="85" alt="Helper" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_11_6v.gif" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; well it is just eating up my time &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNfox000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="40" alt="Watch" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/12/12_1_133.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .. completely.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And, For the new year &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNfox000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="83" alt="Count Down" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_6_41.gif" width="83" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - i have a special request to all you readers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just follow this link &amp;amp; find out on your own.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://giveindia.org/give/pledgepage/NewYear_NewHope"&gt;http://giveindia.org/give/pledgepage/NewYear_NewHope&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is my attempt at changing people's life for the better &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNfox000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="35" alt="Charity&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;&amp;#13;&amp;#10;" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/25/25_3_42.gif" width="105" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you all for your support AGAIN !! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNfox000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="83" alt="You're The Best" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15/15_10_6.gif" width="83" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don`t despair - I will get back to my writing soon. Although it will take some time for me get back to stories, I will engage in Revealing snippets of my life - Which i have to say are pretty Intriguing. &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNfox000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="81" alt="Belly Laugh" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_1_219.gif" width="81" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Signing off -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your friendly neighborhood blogger,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNfox000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="80" alt="3D Elf With Candy Cane" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_15_63.gif" width="80" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-7718344791529051061?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/7718344791529051061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=7718344791529051061' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/7718344791529051061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/7718344791529051061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2007/12/change-life.html' title='Change a LIFE !'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-7273305664280981725</id><published>2007-02-22T12:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-19T16:36:37.697+05:30</updated><title type='text'>PreP 4 War !</title><content type='html'>Yup ! you read it right &lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/14/14_4_103.gif" /&gt;.., Get ready for &lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/1034.gif" /&gt; war &lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/10/10_5_133.gif" /&gt;!!  NO it`s not another WAR On TERROR &lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/F/1/407p.gif" /&gt;! Jus a battle to get what i truly deserve &lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/1/1_4_30.gif" /&gt;.  My Life back !&lt;br /&gt;Ever since i  took a break from blogging ma brain just shutdown &lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_3_103.gif" /&gt; ( Not tht it was in full flow b4 tht .. but anyways !) .., I missed you guys so here i am &lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_29_18.gif" /&gt; !!&lt;br /&gt;So., first things first.., i promised a new look for Pzas &amp; here it is ..,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/Rd1H7hY63yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e1KB_09zvpA/s1600-h/zaxy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/Rd1H7hY63yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e1KB_09zvpA/s400/zaxy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034259046370828066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx again to VCX studios.., ( Seriously now ! dont u think they wud hav had enuf of us .., but how he manages 2 put up wid us is an eternal secret)&lt;br /&gt;Note de Camo FX on de Zas.., The variety of shades in green,black and every other color in between.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, as a note of remembrence i would like to include the previous themes by "sLiVe"&lt;br /&gt;( ya ya i kno the firey one is already been placed, but i looks so qewl that i just jad to do it again !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/Rd1JYBY63zI/AAAAAAAAAAU/GlVbVCBfbZ0/s1600-h/ttt4zh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/Rd1JYBY63zI/AAAAAAAAAAU/GlVbVCBfbZ0/s400/ttt4zh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034260635508727602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/Rd1JlRY630I/AAAAAAAAAAc/xve-l0pdq1k/s1600-h/kff1hcizpveg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/Rd1JlRY630I/AAAAAAAAAAc/xve-l0pdq1k/s400/kff1hcizpveg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034260863141994306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual -&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friendly neighbourhood blogger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/F/1/431p.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-7273305664280981725?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/7273305664280981725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=7273305664280981725' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/7273305664280981725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/7273305664280981725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2007/02/prep-4-war.html' title='PreP 4 War !'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/Rd1H7hY63yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e1KB_09zvpA/s72-c/zaxy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-115980173287608721</id><published>2006-10-02T20:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:57:21.576+05:30</updated><title type='text'>de art ups a LeVeL !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img405.imageshack.us/img405/7537/lebelubxn8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; width: 400px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://img405.imageshack.us/img405/7537/lebelubxn8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The power of art  &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Paint Pallet" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_3_10.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; , never seems to stop amazing me. Every time i ask for some illustrations on my blog.., i end up with heaps and heaps of truly world class art work. But sadly only the best of the best make it online. Here is our new Flavored VCX  &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Head Banger" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/39/39_9_5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bak with another marvel . Although he belives he could have done better, i think this is just as awesome as the rest of his works.Note the bleeding edges on the lettering And the carefully crafted User interface of the game in the story And the flowing grass meadows at the bottom. This is one very creative artist !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We at Zasio thank Vcx Studios for their contribution and i am sure that the audience agrees with me on this issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is another titbit before i leave. Vcx studios has also won the bidding for the revamp of our blog and you can bet that the new look Zas will be Pzasier than Ever.Dont ask me about how it will look. I am just as nervous as the rest of you.   &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Question Mark" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_33_7.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off  &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Paying Bills" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/1/1_4_139.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Friendly neighbourhood blogger.&lt;a href="http://smiley.smileycentral.com/download/index.jhtml?partner=ZSzeb096_ZNxmk570YYIN&amp;amp;utm_id=7924" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-115980173287608721?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/115980173287608721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=115980173287608721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/115980173287608721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/115980173287608721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2006/10/de-art-ups-level.html' title='de art ups a LeVeL !'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-115928594232084852</id><published>2006-09-26T21:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-26T21:30:40.366+05:30</updated><title type='text'>a Whole Buncha Thanx !</title><content type='html'>I would like to take this opportunity to thank all&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Thank You" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_30_126.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my loyal readers for their patronage. They have to put up with atleast a few more weeks of waiting &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Waiting" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_6_109v.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; . But the good news is that the next story is actually ready but it is under editing.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Again.., &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bow Down" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_32v.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And keep blogging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Friendly neighbourhood Blogger &lt;span contenteditable="false"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smiley.smileycentral.com/download/talking_preview.jhtml?i=F/0/161&amp;partner=ZSzeb075_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Thank You!" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/F/0/161p.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://smiley.smileycentral.com/download/talking_preview.jhtml?i=F/0/161&amp;amp;partner=ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://imgfarm.com/images/smileycentral/imbuddy/hear_me_talk.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-115928594232084852?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/115928594232084852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=115928594232084852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/115928594232084852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/115928594232084852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2006/09/whole-buncha-thanx.html' title='a Whole Buncha Thanx !'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-115029279630787430</id><published>2006-06-14T18:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-14T19:24:32.396+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Level Up</title><content type='html'>The lean-looking elf dressed in white robes seemed hopelessly out of place. He was completely surrounded by what looked like a clan of half-orc beasts &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Monster 2" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_1_227.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Monster 1" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_1_226.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; . They were waving their weapons – spear, bow, axe, sword and all. He only had a leather vest to protect him and a staff in his hand. They pounced on him like hungry wolves on a helpless lamb. But he seemed unphased. He just swished his hands and cast some magical spell within his mouth and flames leapt out of thin air and fried all his adversaries to crispy skeletons &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Flamethrower" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/14/14_6_1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;“Man! I got just 75 XP for wiping out the whole herd.”&lt;/span&gt; Said the elf &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;“It is getting harder to level up by the day. I still need 1514270 XP for level 60.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;“Jarvis Mahters ……how many times do I have to tell you to get up and get ready? We are leaving”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elf disappeared into the sky into a beam of blue light.&lt;br /&gt;Jarvis got off his computer &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;“Where to..? I can’t leave!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;“You are glued to that game 24 hours a day “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Behind him, his computer screen blinked “ World of Mythica - the #1 Massively Multiplayer Online game.” You are currently logged out.&lt;br /&gt;Username – JV&lt;br /&gt;Password - ****&lt;br /&gt;And the elf stood there watching Jarvis.&lt;br /&gt;Click here to login again.                                                                              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;“But Mom! I don’t wanna go &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="No" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_46.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;“Get up NOW “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;“At least tell me when we are coming back “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;“Sunday by 3`0clock”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;“But Mom I have the Quest for Mythril on Saturday …..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;“Don’t you But Mom me”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;“But Mom “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;“That is THE most important thing in the Game. That’s my life. I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;“Not for the world but you ARE going to miss it for the trip …..Your mother and I have been looking forward to this trip for a long time now and we are not going to have it messed up because of some brainless game…..Now Move”&lt;/span&gt; It was his dad Mr. Anton Mahters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;“Ahhhhhh!!! HELP ME &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Dramatic Death" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15/15_6_25.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ”&lt;/span&gt; Jarvis fell down crunching his stomach. He seemed to be in torturing pain.&lt;br /&gt;His mom panicked at the sight of their son twitching on the floor. His dad Just bent over and whispered in his ear &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;“That Old trick isn’t going to work on me; you can stop faking now”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He knew he was caught so he pleaded &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;“At least give me five more Minutes with the game…that’s all I ask for….5 more minutes “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;“OK! But I want you back in the car &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Car 4" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/12/12_7_4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  immediately after that”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elf reappeared - again in a spiraling column of blue light. He looked around for other monsters to slay. He searched all over the place but finding none, he settled down crestfallen under a shady tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;“I fight SO hard to get 5 more minutes and there is not a single monster to kill. Life is SO unfair. Why me….? I hate going on trips….they know it…But they still make me!&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I hate parents….Life is so Mean. I wish I didn’t have to go!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He then noticed a small brick well, behind the tree. There was a little sign near the well. In a most hard-to-read way was written&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;“Aqua Pharie’s wishing well!Drop a coin and Then Make a wish!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And at the bottom in still smaller letters was written&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; “Be Careful what you wish for”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He had never seen it here before. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;” what do I have to loose?”&lt;/span&gt; He thought, and searched his vest for a coin.  He found just one &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Nickel" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/12/12_8_7.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  and dropped it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;“I want to return to mythica before the quest “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was something odd about the well, he never heard the coin fall into the water. He bent over and looked inside the well but he couldn’t see the bottom. Must be a deep well he thought .Then he heard somebody say &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;“ thank you “&lt;/span&gt; so faintly that he thought it was the leaves shaking in the wind.&lt;br /&gt;Then the elf disappeared into the spiral of light and then everything went black. His 5 minutes were over. Jarvis` mother and father dragged him all the way from his computer to the car. He put up quite a fight. He was a warrior till the end. But ultimately he had to surrender, they had him overpowered. Then they started for the trip. He was so mad that he didn’t even bother to ask where they were going or why. It didn’t matter he thought. It’ll probably be some sick relative or somebody’s birthday or some thing. Was it more important than his mythica…? Obviously not. He had been working really hard to get his elf to level 59, one more level and he could become an Elf- champion. Do they know how difficult it is to do that? Only 2 people throughout mythica have gotten so far. But they couldn’t possibly understand. They don’t even try. It is always their problems, their choices, their priorities. He had a bad history of being an eccentric in the family; he never really fit in the family. Now, that there was nothing more he could do, he started to stare at the cars go by. After about an hour and half, he got tired of watching the cars. It got dark and then he fell asleep. In the middle of his sleep He felt the car come to an abrupt halt. There was something wrong with the car, he heard his father shout about something that sounded like a carburetor or radiator. Then while checking the engine, his father bent over and his cell phone slipped out of his pocket, fell down and broke.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;” One bad thing after the other”&lt;/span&gt; muttered Mr. Anton. He wasn’t a very techno-friendly person so he checked the debris and concluded that his phone was no more useful. Now they were abandoned. His father walked a little down the road, but found just some emptier road. So he returned and declared &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;“We are now officially stranded in the middle of no where, with nothing to do but sleep and hope that tomorrow we see some other car and get help.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jarvis looked around, the whole place seemed deserted. He had a superior grin on his face. Even though he couldn’t get himself to say it to them; his face said it all&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;” Told You not to come, But you never listen to me .If we hadn’t come, we would have been cheerfully eating dinner at home and more importantly I would have been playing mythica”,&lt;/span&gt; he knew they were sorry for coming on the trip. Both his parents turned around at him and said &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;“Guess you are the happiest person in the world right now…aren’t you?”&lt;/span&gt; Then after about an hour, they all fell asleep &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Sleeping" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_50.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jarvis heard someone call him, just like near the well, it was very faint. He woke up; the voice seemed to be coming from outside the car. He followed the voice a little down the road and then a there was a small town. But he was sure, his dad had come this far to check but found nothing. He decided to have a look around before going back and calling his parents. There were bright lights at the centre of the town. Must be some big event he thought. He went close and found to his delight that it was Gaming contest. A big sign board read “The official venue for “the world of Mythica - battling contest” “. And the First prize was one fully paid overhaul for any ford car manufactured on or after 1999. Their car was a Ford. Now He might show them that Mythica wasn’t such a Mindless game after all. He may possibly get their car ready by tomorrow and leave for his home IF he won. Entry was free, so Jarvis went right in.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                     &lt;br /&gt;A Bulky looking  &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Fat Man" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/10/10_8_1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; guy at the front desk was registering all the contestants. There was a long queue. When it was Jarvis’ turn, the Guy asked him for the usual details like name, age etc. etc. then asked for the Car Number plate and registration number.&lt;br /&gt;Now, Jarvis was clueless, he had no idea what those were.&lt;br /&gt;The guy noticed his dilemma &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;“Just place your finger here”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There was a small slot shaped like a finger on the table next to a big monitor.&lt;br /&gt;Jarvis did, he felt a small tug on his finger, and then his Parents Photos popped up in the Screen. Then a picture of their car also came up. It read&lt;br /&gt;“Licensed to Anton and Hailey Mahters.”&lt;br /&gt;“Ford Taurus – Registration number – 11703120032”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;“You can go now”,&lt;/span&gt; he felt his finger being let go.&lt;br /&gt;Things were weird so far, but now they were getting creepy, everything seemed to be happening the way he wanted it to. It all looked as if it was meant to be. The car breaking down, the phone crashing, him finding the town and finally the Contest and even the prize. It was all too much for his tiny mind. He simply went in and sat down in front of a system that had his name written. The Tournament was a “Last Man Standing” &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Fencing" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/18/18_2_105.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  meaning that anybody could battle anybody and the last person alive was the winner. Jarvis a.k.a. “JV” inside cyberspace, cruised through a couple of his lesser skilled opponents. He squashed a goblin, a Minotaur and a couple of undead zombies. He almost felt pity for his opponents, but they were no match for him. After about half an hour of frantic gaming action &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Boxing" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/18/18_2_100v.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; , he was up against his last opponent. It was a stout dwarf &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Lord Of The Rings Gimli" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/1/1_4_27.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; . He was clad in Bone armor and had a heavy and mean looking beryl axe. He even had a small pony tail which had a spiked orb at the end for maximum damage. But, JV had seen better players and decided not to estimate his opponent on his looks. The dwarf went first, and launched the “Spin of death”. It was a deadly maneuver, where the player spun very very fast that it looked like a tornado of cutting edges. But JV dodged it with ease. He had much better agility.  But then out of the blue, the spiked sphere came at him. He hadn’t planned for that. It hit him right in the chest and the elf fell to the ground. He thought he heard his rib fracture. In an instant, the dwarf was on top of him, ready to finish the battle with his blade. But JV threw what seemed like a blue ball of feathers into the air. The dwarf looked up. It was an Aviaza, a species of Elven Eagle &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Birdie" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/39/39_3_2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; . JV knew he was down for the rest of the battle; he couldn’t use any of his skills that demanded physical ability. So he decided to go for the aerial strategy. He knew dwarfs are not too heroic about birds. Then his Aviaza just swooped down and assaulted the dwarf. Just, when the dwarf was distracted, JV cast his Pyro Fenix spell. The dwarf never knew what hit him. JV had won with some immense help from his Aviaza. His screen was screaming “The Mythica champion!” &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="We're Number One" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/18/18_1_35.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he attended a little ceremony where they had a small podium and Jarvis stood at the top; full of triumph. To his left was a thin red haired boy who had played the dwarf. He was apparently very depressed. Jarvis had a little talk with the boy and told him to cheer up. Then it struck him - He had totally forgotten about the prize. So he went to the front desk and asked the Bulky guy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;“Where exactly is your car?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;“Just down the road “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;“It’s too late tonight; we’ll send you a couple of people to look at it the first thing in the morning. By the way… Isn’t it past your bedtime...?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! The parents, he had totally stopped thinking about about them as well. He must get back to them and tell them about all this.So he started running back to the car. He was near the car and suddenly felt very drowsy. He barely opened the door, fell on the seat and collapsed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early the next morning, Jarvis heard his father speaking to some people. He woke up and saw a couple of Repair guys &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Mechanic" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_2_116.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; . One was Fat and looked like the man at the front desk, while the other was a thin red haired teen resembling JV’s final opponent. They had finished fixing the car. He also heard them say “&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;The road ahead is a dead end. So you can’t go any further. You better turn back “.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;On hearing this, Jarvis could no longer keep quiet, He starts arguing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;“No! There is a small town there; they even had a Mythica challenge yesterday. I won that contest and this patch up is free. You were at the front desk “&lt;/span&gt;he said pointing at the fat guy &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;“and you were my final opponent”&lt;/span&gt; pointing at the red haired kid.&lt;br /&gt;But his mom interrupted&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;” Jarvis dear, it must have been a figment of your imagination …there is no town here and these gentleman came here because a police car had spotted us yesterday night and called them up.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But Jarvis wouldn’t listen , he got off the car ran down the road , but to his surprise all he found was a dead end like the overhaul guys told him. He felt really terrible, was it all a dream? Couldn’t have been, seemed so real. Marching back to their car he saw the service truck leaving.&lt;br /&gt;His dad declared &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;“He doesn’t seem to feel right, may be we should take him back home and give him some rest”&lt;/span&gt; His mom agreed and they decided to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jarvis was overjoyed; he could now make it back in time for the quest. They arrive just in the nick of time, he runs up to his room turns the game on, but all he sees is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;“Sorry for the Inconvenience but the game has been permanently shut down due to numerous complaints over the last two days about the wishing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-         The Management Of Mythica”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even before he could finish reading the whole message, a lady in Heavenly attire pops up on screen &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;“I am the Aqua Pharie &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Fairy" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15/15_3_6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  , the half orcs had imprisoned me in the well under a curse and I needed 1000 coins to free myself. You gave me the 1000 th coin, Thank you once again brave    elf!&lt;img alt="Magic Wand" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/12/12_1_126.gif" border="0" /&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His PC shuts down on its own. Then he hears, what sounded like a coin fall into water.&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb068_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-115029279630787430?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/115029279630787430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=115029279630787430' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/115029279630787430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/115029279630787430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2006/06/level-up.html' title='Level Up'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-114890345888494049</id><published>2006-05-29T16:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-01T14:00:36.490+05:30</updated><title type='text'>How NOT to create an entry !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/1155/1600/NOkanna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/1155/400/NOkanna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a lot of speculation , i decided to release a post on how NOT to give your entry &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="No" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_2_44.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; . This was sent in by an expert &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Painter" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_13_6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on my request JUST to show you.&lt;br /&gt;Let us look at the most obvious flaws &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="No Way" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_2_91.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* There is too much empty space in the picture. ( this is not always a bad thing , But makes the picture look duller)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The Official Logo is used . ( Although blurred , you can clearly make out FIFA )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* There is only one MOD in the whole of the picture ( If you possibly think that by taking a picture &amp; giving a reflection to it...you can end up winning....You need some  mental Councelling&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Psychologist" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_9_4v.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let us look at the good stuff abt the pic. ( Honestly....this does have some nice things &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The Tag Line is great ( thats abt all that is great about the pic )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to remind the ppl reading this that the last date for the contest has been extended to the 23rd of June.&lt;br /&gt;There is another surprise waiting for all you fans out there.... I just finished my 3rd Story...&amp; it will be out soon. The only thing i can tell you is that it's called " Level Up" &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Screaming" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_11_1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ( Yeah ! that probably sent a shiver down your spine !)&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;As always&lt;br /&gt;Your Friendly neighbourhood Blogger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Biker" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15/15_8_211.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-114890345888494049?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/114890345888494049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=114890345888494049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/114890345888494049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/114890345888494049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2006/05/how-not-to-create-entry.html' title='How NOT to create an entry !'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-114320675351667853</id><published>2006-03-24T18:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-25T20:40:34.916+05:30</updated><title type='text'>This is how u do it !</title><content type='html'>I have had some .., really HUGE response to the contest...,&lt;br /&gt;But there have been a few douts that need to be cleared out.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly.., Only 1 entry per person.&lt;br /&gt;Then there is the rule that all entries must be only pictures ( Prefferably .jpeg).&lt;br /&gt;Also , there were a few who did not know , &lt;u&gt;what exactly&lt;/u&gt;..imagination meant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO...this is what it is....If i say Zasio..u come up with something like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/1155/1600/b1gzyco.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/1155/400/b1gzyco.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Shocked" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_19_2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .(i knew u wud do that ! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Teethy" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_1_107v.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; )...I understand that most of you seeing the picture donot get most of it. But since it is about zasio.., i guess i have do all the explaining.In the Top Left Corner ( if u look closely &amp; squeeze your eyes &lt;em&gt;REAL&lt;/em&gt; hard)...you can see "Xeeq" - ( whom you remember is the &lt;em&gt;Hero&lt;/em&gt; of my first story )&lt;br /&gt;In the Top Right corner - you notice "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Zyfro&lt;/span&gt;" ( which is a code for Cra&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;zy Fro&lt;/span&gt;g - of which i am a TOTAL fan )&lt;br /&gt;The Bottom Left has the "Zasio" (Trademark). Finally the Artist Declares that either I am Mad ( or that he is mad abt zas....i aint sure yet...will let u kno as soon as i find out !). Finally the Big Z in front is what it all Stands for.&lt;br /&gt;Let us all welcome baq &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Vcx &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Head Banger" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15/15_8_200v.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for that "One-of-a-kind" piece of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there were serious concerns about me having exams expressed by a few of my &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Adoring &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Fans. I re-assure them..."dont worry guys....i wont flunk"..( even if i do...Dont worry ...i'll blame it on U...Hah! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Sinister" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_2_105.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch u l8er... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;))---- Your friendly neighbourhood Blogger --&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-114320675351667853?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/114320675351667853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=114320675351667853' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/114320675351667853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/114320675351667853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-is-how-u-do-it.html' title='This is how u do it !'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-114312101559874732</id><published>2006-03-23T18:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-29T16:54:02.476+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Imajinazion Qontest</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="What Up" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_30_103.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What this is all about : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,204)"&gt;I just felt like it one-day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Light Bulb" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_12_13.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,204)"&gt;; and decided to hold a picturing event. ( &lt;em&gt;NO ! I am not going to call it Photoshop Contest !!&lt;/em&gt;). So , we will be holding a &lt;em&gt;"Picturing event" . &lt;/em&gt;The Rules all given below. Just follow them .( &lt;em&gt;Like you are going to ..??)&lt;/em&gt; Then I will collect all the enteries ( &lt;em&gt;That means you will be mailing them to me&lt;/em&gt; ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;Theme for the Qontest -&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Germany" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/18/18_15_8.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,204)"&gt;Soccer World Cup 2006 in Germany&lt;/span&gt; ( Yup ! the one by FIFA )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rules :&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;1.&lt;/u&gt; No Advertising in your enteries ( &lt;em&gt;Dont include stuff that includes Copyright&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;2. &lt;/u&gt;Only Censored entries ( &lt;em&gt;that is No Swearin &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="I Swear" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_11_9.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; , No Cursing &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Pissed" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_2_211.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; , No Porn &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Mardi Gras" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_4_100.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; , NO ripping&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;3.&lt;/u&gt; Have Respect ( For others that is ) &amp; Be Kind ( to newbies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;4.&lt;/u&gt; Have &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FUN !&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Have Fun" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_1_19.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;( as long as you don't break any of the rules )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;5.&lt;/u&gt; All entries must reach me on or before&lt;u&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;JUNE&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt; 23 , 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;General Info -&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;* All pictures will be posted online ( HERE ) to be voted on by the Viewers ( You !! )&lt;br /&gt;* Just make sure you give me your name ( Not your real name ...something better! )and the name of your work&lt;br /&gt;* When Voting. &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Election Day" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_4_24v.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ..make sure you give me your name ( Real name this time ! ) And e-mail id ( so that i can make sure , you are not filling the ballot boxes your self )&lt;br /&gt;* Basically your vote means leaving your comment on the entry with all the above details ( &amp; Of course...the picture you like !)&lt;br /&gt;* Also ., if you are reading this BUT cannot use &lt;em&gt;SOME &lt;/em&gt;image editing software ( No ! i am NOT calling it Photoshop)...Dont fret....pass on the word to somebody you know &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Chatty 2" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_7_3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ; who can do it. ( This is Open to Everybody !)&lt;br /&gt;* Finally , this is where you will be mailing the entries to sv2000v &lt;u&gt;at&lt;/u&gt; yahoo.com ( i purposely forgot the @ to prevent spams). Make sure you type "Imajinazion Qontest" in the Subject line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Grand Prize --&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be Crowned as the &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Present" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_2_101.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;" Grand Champion @ zAsIo-ArTW0rX"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ( Ya...Ya...i know...you are thinking...This is Crap !...Why should i do all that for just a shitty title....that is not worth anything. May Be for some Cash !! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Show Me Da Money" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_29_110.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...I Understand...i am currently working on it..We are talking to FIFA to get their Official Sponsorship....If it gets through then i will be floating in cash &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Dollar Smiley" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/12/12_1_102.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Eh! I mean You !!!)...so till then..i guess the title will do !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS always..,&lt;br /&gt;-Your Friendly Neighbourhood Blogger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Capricorn" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/39/39_13_4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-114312101559874732?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/114312101559874732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=114312101559874732' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/114312101559874732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/114312101559874732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2006/03/imajinazion-qontest.html' title='Imajinazion Qontest'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-114104538564578348</id><published>2006-02-27T18:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-27T18:34:56.193+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Y shud i Kare..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/1155/1600/VcxyZasy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/1155/320/VcxyZasy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the Booming Style Statement of zAsIo by ES Inc. Here comes a more younger Look to the clan. Another Crazy Fan of the Phenomenon has Forwarded his Views on the Zas. They are VERY Original to say the least !!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He Wishs to be Known as &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vcx &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Head Banger" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_27.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I really Honestly &amp; truly donot know what it is about Artists on my blog &amp;amp; Psuedo - names. But now going back to the actual "Art" ....he has really outdone himself. All the Blurred edges mean that the Pace of today's life is too fast. The "Huh?" Bubble clearly shows that we DONT Care abt anythin tht Really Matters !! Finally it just goes on to say tht he is Obsessed with Zasio. &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Firehead" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_2_106.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am Runnin short on time so i have to kut this Post short....But b4 i leave...as usual i love to hear all your Brain waves....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your Friandly NeighbourHood Blogger&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Wink" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_12.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-114104538564578348?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/114104538564578348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=114104538564578348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/114104538564578348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/114104538564578348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2006/02/y-shud-i-kare.html' title='Y shud i Kare..?'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-113941064272364432</id><published>2006-02-08T20:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-09T09:14:58.363+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Feb-Fab-Fad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/1155/1600/Uundee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/1155/320/Uundee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again...We @ zaSio have decided to change our looks , This time we were aiming for elemental theme going from the raging fire to the Gentle waters...the everchanging fluidity is caught in it`s lucid splendour. On the other hand...the black &amp; green may give away once more that the artist is Elvis Antony of Elvis Studios.....( Who ....i have to remind you is a Maniacal Fan of the Matrix Trilogy).But due to a recent turn of events..he has decided to use a PSUEDO for his artwork. We accept his wish to be called &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;" sLiVe".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Yo" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/990.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also in loving memory of our recently shed skin...we would like to place it here for posterity. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/1155/320/elzasio.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have finally succeded in getting my brain to do some more work &amp; have cooked up a nice little story for my readers. The title of this story is "The Undee Destiny"- the illustrations are courtesy of ES Inc. As Always i would love to hear ALL your thoughts on this &amp;amp; anything else that might pop up in your Cranium.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- your friendly neighbourhood blogger    ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-113941064272364432?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/113941064272364432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=113941064272364432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/113941064272364432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/113941064272364432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2006/02/feb-fab-fad.html' title='Feb-Fab-Fad'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-113912306963179915</id><published>2006-02-05T12:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-09T18:14:12.673+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Undee Destiny</title><content type='html'>The Restroom door in a restaurant crashed open. &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Men's Room" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/12/12_2_19.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Through the door came rushing a pompous slightly bald looking man. His name was &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Enrique Ladrose&lt;/span&gt;; a teacher &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Boring Lecture" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_3_101.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at a local school in New York. He was at the hotel on a date. The pricy food did not seem to go well with his Stomach. He dashed into an empty cubicle, unbuttoned his pants as fast as he could. Then He sat down on the Loo to relieve himself. &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Relieved" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/10/10_2_8.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After about 5 minutes he noticed that he was out of Toilet paper. In the middle of constant cursing &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Pissed" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_2_211.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; , he searched for things to help him serve the crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Rebecca Stope&lt;/span&gt; ; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Red Hat" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15/15_9_15.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the most successful crooks in all of New York; she wasn’t one of those “wanted by the FBI &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Police Shield" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_5_11.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ” kind of vandals but she specialized in petty crimes. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt; was carrying a briefcase &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Briefcase" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_5_5v.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ; which was very common among people who do a 9 to 5 job. &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Exec" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_4_7v.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was on the metro; wearing a diaphanous red dress. At the next station; a couple of people boarded the train, one man halfheartedly came around and sat next to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt;. He too had a briefcase just like hers. He was apparently smug about getting a seat next to such a gorgeous woman. Then &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt; got up to leave as the next station approached. She stumbled on the cases. The man helped her get up. She apologized for her clumsiness. But the man seemed too happy to assist her get up. He was grinning through his teeth and said it was nothing. Then &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt; left the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wasn’t sure if there would be anything worthy in the case. She felt that it was too easy, the man practically handed her the case. &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="She Devil" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15/15_1_65v.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She opened the brief case and after a swift check she declared that the job was an utter Failure. Outside the subway station; noting a homeless drifter, she chose to loose the evidence. Then strolled away planning when to strike next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Enrique&lt;/span&gt; was getting ready to leave; Still unable to find a way to avert the disaster, When he heard someone else barge into the lavatory &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bathroom Knocker" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/10/10_4_3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Enrique&lt;/span&gt; continued to go about his business as the man spoke into his phone. &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cell Phone 2" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/542.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Benny Lansing&lt;/span&gt; was a beggar. &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bum" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15/15_4_118.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; America too had its fair share of poor people. There he was on the Pavement outside the subway station with a case which a nice lady gave him. He scavenged the case for anything he could use. A couple of books, a few pens, a whole bunch of papers and an underwear. It was just another men’s innerwear. Of course, it wasn’t Pearly, but sickly yellow obviously from years of use. Something on the inside of the Underwear caught &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Benny&lt;/span&gt;’s eye. There was a faint squiggle of blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man continued on his Mobile Phone &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Phone Shocker" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_13_1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;“I am clear; tell me now”&lt;br /&gt;“How do I get the $10 million from the numbered account in the Swiss bank??”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Enrique&lt;/span&gt; froze with his hands halfway to his knees, clutching his underwear. &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Money" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_2_50.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He bent down really low to get a look at the person on the phone but only got a glimpse of someone wearing weird cowboy-ish boots. But the man went on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;“I am &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;absolutely sure&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that there is nobody here, now tell me”&lt;br /&gt;“You &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;do&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; know that this is my first time…don’t you? …so give me precise step-by-step instructions on how to reach the cash….ok?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Enrique&lt;/span&gt; desperately scanned his little booth for something to write on. All he had to do was somehow get to the money before the person on the phone. He had also heard that these Swiss bank accounts needed no form of authorization other than a 10 digit number, whoever had access to the number had access to all the money stored in these accounts usually in the Millions &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Gold Coins" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/12/12_8_10.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; . By now he had started dreaming up all that he could do with $10 million, fast European cars, his own villa in Venice and fine-looking women. Finding no other surface barely writable, he turned to his clothes. He could have written on the shirt but decided against it. He couldn’t imagine himself walking out the door with instructions on how to get $10 million on the back of his shirt. Then he reluctantly decided to write the accurate details on the only “close-to-white” surface he could find. He started hastily writing it all down. After he was finished he also added a neat label “How to get $10 million from a numbered account in a Swiss bank” in case he woke up afterwards to realize that it was all a pigment of his imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Little while later he exited the bathroom making sure that he was undetected. The man on the phone had hurried out earlier. Just as he was walking to get back to his delayed date, he heard a flurry of gun fire. &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Trigger Happy" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/14/14_6_16.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Recoil" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/14/14_6_11.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the commotion had ended, he made out that the police were there. The man wearing the queer cowboy boots was dead &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Tombstone" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_1_35.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; . On enquiry &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Enrique&lt;/span&gt; found out that the man was a criminal on the loose wanted in connection with a recent $10 million burglary. Also, the Police had no idea where the money was. Before the police could capture him, he committed suicide; further complicating the case. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Enrique&lt;/span&gt; was overjoyed, now he could go and get &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; money at his own pace with no fears of losing &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;his&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; fortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On getting off the subway half-an-hour later &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Enrique&lt;/span&gt; admitted that it was a mistake taking the metro, with all those prying people. Now that he was rich, he could have very well taken a cab. But he justified his error stating that he couldn’t have met the beautiful woman in the red dress otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Benny&lt;/span&gt; let out a cry of delight as he comprehended what was written. But &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Enrique&lt;/span&gt; heard nothing of it; he was too busy mourning in front of an empty briefcase &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;“Where is the Underwear when you need it the most?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;-your friendly neighbourhood Blogger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Gorilla" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_35_7.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-113912306963179915?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/113912306963179915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=113912306963179915' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/113912306963179915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/113912306963179915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2006/02/undee-destiny.html' title='The Undee Destiny'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-113542210002809491</id><published>2005-12-24T16:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-15T19:42:30.446+05:30</updated><title type='text'>new look...??</title><content type='html'>The New Year is the time of the year when people start Throwing out the new &amp; Putting up Brand New Stuff.....here @ zaSio ...we go with that tradition &amp;amp; have Re"&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;vamp&lt;/span&gt;"ed our look...courtesy of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Elvis Studios&lt;/span&gt; Again.&lt;br /&gt;The new look is set to stay although rumor has it that the Creative minds &amp; "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ES inc&lt;/span&gt;." are planning for further upgrading.The Current trend Features Subtle Hints of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Ferocity&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;( &lt;em&gt;Ya like the Blood Red &amp; Burning Flames!!&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this Aggression preety much sums up the whole &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Phenomenon of The Zas&lt;/span&gt;...the Wagely blurred Background seems to suggest that Change seems to be in the Air. Also the lines suggest that this Beast is being Caged up....hinting towards some Control to all that Brutality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as a thanks to "ES inc"....I have only one thing to say... &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_11_61.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; . &amp; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Male Entertainer 11" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15/15_1_110.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sorry but my &lt;em&gt;REAL&lt;/em&gt; name is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Friendly Neighbourhood Blogger&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb065_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-113542210002809491?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/113542210002809491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=113542210002809491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/113542210002809491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/113542210002809491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-look.html' title='new look...??'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-113542099089548853</id><published>2005-12-24T16:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-15T09:54:06.653+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Seasons Greetings !!</title><content type='html'>I would like to wish all The People ALL Over the World...a &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;VerY merrY Christmas&lt;/span&gt; &amp; Wish them &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;a Happy new Year !!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Seasons Greetings" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_2_99.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also like to make a special Dedication to all my Audience......"&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Go OUt &amp;amp; Enjoy Youselves&lt;/span&gt; this Festive Season."&lt;br /&gt;Close your Browser...Shut down your System...Get Out &amp; Simply LIVE life like you were gonna die the Very next day....&lt;br /&gt;It may sound a little far fetched...But once you try it...You will start thinking....why you did'nt think of it earlier.....Trust me...It Works!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Your freindly Neighbourhood Blogger&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-113542099089548853?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/113542099089548853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=113542099089548853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/113542099089548853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/113542099089548853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2005/12/seasons-greetings.html' title='Seasons Greetings !!'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-113324629733366525</id><published>2005-11-29T11:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-07T17:07:37.396+05:30</updated><title type='text'>the Gr8 Artist ReLoDeD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/1155/1600/savingtime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/1155/320/savingtime.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am amazed at how much a single idea can inspire a person to do something .&lt;br /&gt;Here is a friend of mine .....( Also the Creative Genius behind the previous work) who worked &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff00;"&gt;VERY VERY HARD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to get this Cover out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maniacal Fan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of the &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Matrix"&lt;/span&gt; trilogy. ( I guess..it shows in his recent work).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is his name. The Long Awaited Unvieling of the Mastermind behind the illustrations. ( I have to say He has got to be Really brave ( Practically insane ) to take me on as a "Project".)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elvis Antony Rebello&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;C.E.O. of Elvis Studios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk570YYIN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Clapping Hands" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_55.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anybody else interested in getting Artistic Illustrations can contact Him. ( He is Tooo lazy &amp; ULTIMATELY reluctant to have his own mail id ..so you can send me a message &amp;amp; i will let him know!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual ; I would love to hear your thoughts on Everything on this Page &amp; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BEYOND.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your Friendly neighbourhood Blogger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-113324629733366525?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/113324629733366525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=113324629733366525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/113324629733366525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/113324629733366525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2005/11/gr8-artist-reloded.html' title='the Gr8 Artist ReLoDeD!'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-113143327695398138</id><published>2005-11-08T12:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-08T12:31:16.970+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Some Lite @ the End of de Tunnel</title><content type='html'>After long hours of Rejection &amp; Dejection...my latent skills have been given a chance to shine through...&lt;br /&gt;This happened just a few days ago....I was just so "into" this story writing thing ,...that i wanted to get some Expert advice on how good my work really was.&lt;br /&gt;So I turned to the one person....who i would tend to call on..as an expert in english literature...(No..not J.K.Rowling...but somebody close enough!) My English teacher at College.&lt;br /&gt;At first she simply could not undestand why a student of Engineering..was so interested in writing a book ( of any sorts) . Then I had to convince her somehow...that her views on the book could make or break my Dream of being a world - renowned writer one day .&lt;br /&gt;So she finally accepted ; but said that she wanted atleast two days to evaluate the material .&lt;br /&gt;I had no reason to hurry ; so i agreed.&lt;br /&gt;She returned two days later...with a smile on her face . She said that it was great &amp; she had her husband read it &amp;amp; he loved it as well. Also she told me that she was confused ; because i had told her that i was writting a novel ,but had given her only the first chapter . She thought that this was so complete in itself that it would be a great idea to publish it as a short story . She further continued that she knew somebody who could get it published. Finally she asked me if i had any problems on publishing it.&lt;br /&gt;I was flabbergasted &amp; conveyed to her that i had absolutely no problems with her publishing it.&lt;br /&gt;BUT SHE ALSO ADDED THAT SHE WAS'NT ABSOLUTELY SURE THAT IT WOULD BE PUBLISHED, BUT JUST THAT THERE WAS A POSSIBILITY.&lt;br /&gt;BUT it was enough to get my spirits back up sky high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I also have to thank you ( the readers ) for your continual support &amp;amp; readership of this aspiring writer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;THANK YOU ALL !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-113143327695398138?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/113143327695398138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=113143327695398138' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/113143327695398138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/113143327695398138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2005/11/some-lite-end-of-de-tunnel.html' title='Some Lite @ the End of de Tunnel'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-113143426369556302</id><published>2005-11-08T00:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-08T12:47:43.706+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Some gr8 art Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/1155/1600/saving%20time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/1155/400/saving%20time.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is de work of a friend of mine who has greatfully accepted to&lt;br /&gt;provide the grafic Illustrations for my written work . He has absolutely no idea that i am posting his work online... but when the time arrives ..i will give out his name for all the world to see.&lt;br /&gt;PLZ. GIVE ME UR COMMENTS ON the art work as well!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-113143426369556302?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/113143426369556302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=113143426369556302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/113143426369556302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/113143426369556302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2005/11/some-gr8-art-work.html' title='Some gr8 art Work'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-112091016758605254</id><published>2005-07-09T17:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-28T17:09:15.293+05:30</updated><title type='text'>On a Darker Note,</title><content type='html'>When I witnessed the death of my Uncle; the impact was overwhelming.That was the first funeral i ever attended ; where i actually knew the person. Theoritacally it was my second encounter with death; I was also present at my grandmother's passing away , But then I was only 6 years old &amp; did'nt know her that well. It was a kind of reckoning for me, a sort of wake -up- call. It just goes to prove how insignificant our lives really are. I am not being pessimistic here, just very practical. Iam not saying it is wrong to enjoy the now &amp;amp; today of life..just dont do it at the expense of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stop &amp; think about it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we really mean to do all the BAD things that we do? Is all the suffering neccessary? When you look at the big picture ..the time you spend on this planet is NEGLIGBLE. Why don`t we spend it being helpful to others? It does seem the logical thing to do...everybody knows that we all will die one day; so why not make our lives meaningful by releiving the suffering of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may disagree with me saying " How can i help somebody if i dont have what i have?" you argue saying that "&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;charity is only after my needs are met&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then think of somebody who you probably see everyday...who has got NOTHING...unlike you who has got something but desire for more...Don`t you think he has desires too...that he has needs too....You can get what you want by just asking.....Who do you think the fellow in the street will ask?...Even if he did ask you would you help him...out of your way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By " Help" i don`t mean give him some Bucks now..so that you can be rid of his constant pester...i mean give him something to do...Teach him something to do..So that he can earn his bread long after you are gone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I KNOW I AM GOING A BIT ON THE WIERDER SIDE&lt;/span&gt;....but it's just that...viewing death upclose &amp;amp; personal has this effect on you that NO WORDS CAN EXPRESS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don`t worry i will get back to my Entertaining Stories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Your Friendly Neighbourhood Blogger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-112091016758605254?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/112091016758605254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=112091016758605254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/112091016758605254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/112091016758605254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2005/07/on-darker-note.html' title='On a Darker Note,'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-112074051257657863</id><published>2005-07-07T18:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-07T18:18:32.576+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Request to Readers!</title><content type='html'>Dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have but one wish to ask of you.. Kindly &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;include your e-mail addresses in Comments you post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They not only help me in Developing a One-on-one Level of Communication but also provide me with a means of knowing the kind of people that read my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Kindly &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;avoid Anonymous Comments&lt;/span&gt;, all i require from you is a breif introduction of yourself .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to popular demand &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My pen-name has been altered to "BlaQ"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- your friendly neighbourhood Blogger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-112074051257657863?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/112074051257657863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=112074051257657863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/112074051257657863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/112074051257657863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2005/07/request-to-readers.html' title='Request to Readers!'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-112074024068461384</id><published>2005-07-07T18:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-07T18:14:00.686+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected but Sad Break!</title><content type='html'>Dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry to inform that due to unforeseen &amp; unavoidable circumstances i have to take a break from by blog. I also regret to inform you that it is due to the death of a person whom i knew &amp;amp; it would take some time for me to recover from the shock &amp; get back to my Creative ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Thank you for your Co-operation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-112074024068461384?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/112074024068461384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=112074024068461384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/112074024068461384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/112074024068461384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2005/07/unexpected-but-sad-break.html' title='Unexpected but Sad Break!'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-112056651356089242</id><published>2005-07-05T17:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-05T17:58:33.563+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Anonymous Commenter Dude!</title><content type='html'>Yes i did understand your spanish but i have to say it is not as bad as your english ( probably have to thank altavista for that..) I  Apperciate you asking your friends to read my blog, but i would prefer it if you could identify yourself before that...( even though i think i have a preety fair idea....)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-112056651356089242?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/112056651356089242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=112056651356089242' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/112056651356089242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/112056651356089242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2005/07/anonymous-commenter-dude.html' title='Anonymous Commenter Dude!'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-112040027855519057</id><published>2005-07-03T19:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-03T19:47:58.560+05:30</updated><title type='text'>To the Anonymous Commenter!</title><content type='html'>To who so ever gave me my first Comment...This is all  i have to say to you...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks...that just gives me a lot to think about...Now i'm sure that atleast somebody out there is reading my Blog...Now ill make sure i write more often &amp; Defintely more frequently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Again...&lt;br /&gt;Your friendly Neighbourhood Blogger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-112040027855519057?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/112040027855519057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=112040027855519057' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/112040027855519057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/112040027855519057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2005/07/to-anonymous-commenter.html' title='To the Anonymous Commenter!'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-111786109536494182</id><published>2005-06-04T10:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-06-04T10:28:15.370+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Why Do I do it?</title><content type='html'>May be after all that reading you are wondering why do I get up one fine day sit in front of my desktop &amp; decide to start writing a Blog ?&lt;br /&gt;Well the Answer is very simple ; you see it`s all about &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Mass Hypnosis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I know it is mind boggling but hey that is what all fiction writers do .... Don't believe me ?? then just think about this ...A Writer has an idea for a wonderful new story that could surely be the #1 Best seller of all times , but there is a problem he has to take that idea &amp; write it down so that Millions of People Understand whatever you are trying to tell them . That is Basically the Definition of Mass Hypnosis. But I agree there is a shade of difference , In Hypnosis we make the people do what we want them to do , but in Writing all we have to do is make them think of what we have in mind ; their imagination will do the rest . But there is a catch , not many people have a very vivid imagination ; that is where a really talented author can do the job , he has to provide the imagination for them. He has to go into the very fine details so that the all the reader has to do is read to get his experience all neatly packed for him ; just like you have fresh fruits &amp; you have canned &amp;amp; frozen foods. The Later is easier to use but isn't healthy ; while the former is Healthier but needs more work into getting it done . I know I have strayed away from the Subject at hand but you can be sure of one thing ...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I WILL BE BACK !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you will be happy to hear will be experimenting with other forms of writing as well . Currently I was hoping to go into a Comical Novel . I will be needing Illustrations for the Comic so if anybody out there is good at drawing illustrations ; I am willing to form a joint venture with those who are talented . Those Intrested can send in their Samples to my email address.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-111786109536494182?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/111786109536494182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=111786109536494182' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/111786109536494182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/111786109536494182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2005/06/why-do-i-do-it.html' title='Why Do I do it?'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-111743043492747206</id><published>2005-05-30T09:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-30T11:02:09.756+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Saving Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Saving Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xeek Baggerd was just another 13 year old. His curly golden hair flowed over his freckled pink face . He had no worries in life ; &amp; was happy as any other kid his age could be . His Family lived in a small east European town , their country had recently been freed from it`s Communist ties by a very dominant western power . This happened when Xeek was still in his diapers &amp;amp; it did`nt bear any significance to him as it did to his parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One cold January morning ; he was on one of his rounds of the neighborhood with his friends Tom , Dick &amp; Harry. Their neighborhood was largely a Residential area with a school &amp;amp; one very old Building which looked like it was an important building ; because it had a lot of fencing , really high walls &amp; Huge gates . It had been abandoned ever since the communists left &amp;amp; for as long as Xeek could remember. Standing near one of the Enormous gates they wondered ; what the building was for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Must have been a secret base "&lt;/span&gt; suggested Tom . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;" Well then ; it would`nt be so obviously big ; they would have tried to hide it "&lt;/span&gt; argued Dick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;" He`s got a point there"&lt;/span&gt; added Harry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;" Whatever it was, it is going to be our target for the day "&lt;/span&gt; said Xeek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;These kids had a habit of playing a game . It was to find out which one of them could throw a stone the farthest. The boys unanimously agreed to start the game &amp; searched for stones nearby . Once they had enough Ammunition ; they began . Tom went first ; Harry next ; followed by Dick . All three of them failed to reach the building ; their stones landed mid-way between the fence &amp; the building ; a little distance separating each other`s stone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it was Xeek`s turn ; with all his might he heaved his stone at the building . It crossed all the other stones &amp; broke a lone window on the buildings broad side. His first reaction was that of Triumph &amp;amp; Victory ; but it was short lived , for he could hear sounds of further breaking of glass &amp; that of heavy metal objects crashing. Their sense of joy instantly turned to fear as all four of them started to run . All of a sudden , his vision got Hazy &amp;amp; he felt pain searing through his body ; he caught a fleeting glimpse of his friends standing still in the middle of their run as if they were Frozen . It looked like somebody had pressed the " &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Pause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; " button &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;on the World . Everything had stopped . He then Fainted . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he awoke ; he realized , he was`nt in his home town anymore , he was literally in the clouds Floating .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Am I dead ? Is this heaven "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; he thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" So you are awake at last "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; a stern voice called from behind him ; he turned to see a man dressed exactly like an Angel ; white feathery Wings , Golden Halo &amp; all .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;" You have a lot of explaining to do ; Let me start by asking Why you happened to break the Time Crystal ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; he asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" I don`t even know what a Time Crystal is? "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; said Xeek apparently Puzzled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;" There`s no time for this now , but I guess I have to tell you now . Every Universe has it`s own Time Crystal , the Inhabitants of that particular Universe cannot see it , But in very very simple terms that`s what makes your world Tick."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; he explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;" I did`nt break no Time Crystal "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Xeek replied Honestly .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;" Oh No?.....Well then , this might serve to Refresh your memory "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; said the Angel .&lt;br /&gt;He then snapped his Fingers &amp; out of nowhere a T.V. Screen appeared &amp;amp; Xeek could see himself throwing the stone . After the Window broke the View seemed to pass through the immensely thick walls to give an inside look . The view the followed the stone which clearly had fallen on a lot many things causing a sort of Avalanche inside the building , which seemed like a lab. Finally it fell on what looked like a piece of Crystal &amp; the crystal cracked into a million tiny pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"Well?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;" I had no idea . I`m sorry "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; apologized Xeek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;" Sorry is`nt good enough . Do you realize you just stopped the Whole of time in your Universe"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the angel seemed enraged.&lt;br /&gt;The words took some time to sink in but it finally hit Xeek &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;" Your Universe "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; he thought &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; Then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;where am I ? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The Angel sensing his intrigue answered &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;" You are at the office of the God of Time Kronoz."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"Are you the God of time ? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;asked Xeek meekly fearing the God`s Anger on him Stopping time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Of Course not , I`m his assistant ; but all that is immaterial now . We have to change history."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"Change History "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Xeek thought &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;" this can`t be happening" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;" We have to stop that stone from breaking the Crystal "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Continued the Angel .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;" But how ? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Questioned Xeek .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;" There is only one way ... You have to pass the test of time..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;" Huh??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; Go into that room &amp; there will be a test waiting ; pass the test &amp; your Universe will be saved ; Fail &amp; the Consequences will be Unspeakable " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;" What Door ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Xeek Pondered . Just then an Oak Door materialized right beside him &amp;amp; the Angel forced him into it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;" But Why Don`t you take the test ? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; asked Xeek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;" Because He Who Breaks shall be the one who Mends.....Get it? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Xeek reluctantly entered the door wishing he had never threw the stone. Inside he saw a boy just like himself ; The boy said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;" ROCK PAPER SCISSORS "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xeek Could`nt believe what he was hearing ; the entire fate of his universe rested on him winning a game of Rock Paper Scissors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing that there was`nt much he could do but play along ; Xeek motioned a closed fist just as the other boy signaled a scissor with two of his fingers . Stone beat Scissor. Xeek had done it . He had done it . He had Single handedly saved his Entire Universe .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the image of the other boy started Whirling &amp; Xeek lost Consicousness again .When he woke up ; Tom , Harry &amp; Dick were looking at his Fallen body as if he had been lying there for quiet some time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boys told him ; that after he started running Xeek had tripped &amp; fell Over hitting his head on the Pavement Knocking him out . &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;" So "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; he thought &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;" It was all a Dream "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; feeling relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"No"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; he heard the Angel`s voice inside his Head &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;" Next time ; I won`t Let you go as easily "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-----The End-----&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-111743043492747206?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/111743043492747206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=111743043492747206' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/111743043492747206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/111743043492747206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2005/05/saving-time.html' title='Saving Time'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-111735337596967422</id><published>2005-05-29T13:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-30T09:33:12.810+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Copyright Declaration</title><content type='html'>"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Saving Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" Copyright Vinod Kanna Seshadri . All Rights Reserved. No part of this Blog may be reproduced or transmitted in any forms or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by information storage and retrieval system , without written permission from the author. For information contact Author - &lt;a href="mailto:sv2000v@yahoo.com"&gt;sv2000v@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-111735337596967422?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/111735337596967422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=111735337596967422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/111735337596967422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/111735337596967422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2005/05/copyright-declaration.html' title='Copyright Declaration'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13233515.post-111726249397002401</id><published>2005-05-28T12:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-28T12:11:33.976+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Essentials</title><content type='html'>This blog is essentially a stage to showcase my Brilliant writing talent, the whole purpose of this blog is to make the cruel world understand that i really am a good writer . If this blog fufils it`s Objective then i will be called an awesome author by everybody , &amp; my fan following will increase from the current &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 member&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ( namely myself) to millions ( Namely all of you who happen to  read this).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the following blogs , i will narrate a story to you ( those willing enough to appreciate true talent), I would find it very helpful if you could add your comments or feedback as soon as possible also explaining what you liked or did not like &amp; why so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also since this is my first attempt at the spot light , it would really matter  a lot if you could be Patient with my antics &amp;amp; guide me through the Adolescence of my carrer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13233515-111726249397002401?l=zasio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/feeds/111726249397002401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13233515&amp;postID=111726249397002401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/111726249397002401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13233515/posts/default/111726249397002401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zasio.blogspot.com/2005/05/essentials.html' title='The Essentials'/><author><name>BlaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829171728183950831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9tLaUfSfBsU/R7fcz0qpY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/8utivy7kiMY/S220/ATgAAABGy9vpsiPi_0n3uurJACnxvtutFqT34WMtTu59aGKkvjM9u56_u3OGqSSx84tj6dUB-9LJ7RFRAVGHEEPLW0WaAJtU9VDnUVZJ2nA6TkJUt6EAdZip63u0nw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
