<?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-15001819</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:42:35.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Living</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is be-you-to-full !
And living life the happy way an art :-)
So laugh away your worries.

HAPPY LIVING!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manjuvijay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15001819/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manjuvijay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Manju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807243361127045071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15001819.post-113151085777290242</id><published>2005-11-08T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T20:34:17.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Filmi Chakkar</title><summary type='text'>This is for all the critics and detractors who always thought Bollywood titles were very unrealistic. They merely convey facts of Indian celebrities.  Dont believe me? Read on...Laloo Yadav and Rabri Devi: Bunty Aur BabliL. K. Advani: PaheliAtal Bihari Vajpayee: Kunwara BaapSachin Tendulkar: Chota ChetanSaurav Ganguly and Greg Chappell: Main Khiladi Tu AnariManmohan Singh: Mr. BecharaSonia Gandhi</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manjuvijay.blogspot.com/feeds/113151085777290242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15001819&amp;postID=113151085777290242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15001819/posts/default/113151085777290242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15001819/posts/default/113151085777290242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manjuvijay.blogspot.com/2005/11/filmi-chakkar.html' title='Filmi Chakkar'/><author><name>Manju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807243361127045071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15001819.post-112927213678248821</id><published>2005-10-13T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T23:49:27.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>E-mails and FemalesE-mails are meant to be screwed up. Read on…Back on campus, during my undergrad days, my friend Krithika and me had a strange bet. We vowed to attend ever single class of Control Systems class. Ahem! Yeah, it was crazy. For me, it meant just another way to milk treats from my friend.Anyways, it was an unusual morning, it was raining heavily in the desert land (BITS Pilani, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manjuvijay.blogspot.com/feeds/112927213678248821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15001819&amp;postID=112927213678248821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15001819/posts/default/112927213678248821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15001819/posts/default/112927213678248821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manjuvijay.blogspot.com/2005/10/e-mails-and-females-e-mails-are-meant.html' title=''/><author><name>Manju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807243361127045071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15001819.post-112894118514064916</id><published>2005-10-10T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T03:46:25.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>English to HindiScene 1:Friend: Shucks! Can you take this? The Hindi version of “Dunston Checks In” is titled “Ek Bandar Hotel ke Andar”Me: I can take that. Handle this. “Murdho ki Kahaani Ek Bacche ki Zubani”Few seconds of roaring laughter…Me: Don’t even try to guess. It’s the Hindi counterpart of “Sixth Sense”Scene 2:My dad and me have this fetish for English movies. One day we very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manjuvijay.blogspot.com/feeds/112894118514064916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15001819&amp;postID=112894118514064916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15001819/posts/default/112894118514064916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15001819/posts/default/112894118514064916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manjuvijay.blogspot.com/2005/10/english-to-hindi-scene-1-friend-shucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Manju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807243361127045071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15001819.post-112850683286323000</id><published>2005-10-05T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T03:07:12.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Imagine this…You ask Osama Bin Laden “How was your birthday?” and he says “I had a blast”You ask George Bush “Whose your current favourite among Indian supermodels?” and he says “Katrina (Kaif)”You ask Dev saab (Dev Anand) “What is your forthcoming movie title?” and he says “18 till I die”You ask Shakti ‘sting’ Kapoor “May I come in?” and he says “Aao! (Andar )Aao!”You ask Advani “Whose your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manjuvijay.blogspot.com/feeds/112850683286323000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15001819&amp;postID=112850683286323000' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15001819/posts/default/112850683286323000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15001819/posts/default/112850683286323000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manjuvijay.blogspot.com/2005/10/imagine-this-you-ask-osama-bin-laden.html' title=''/><author><name>Manju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807243361127045071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15001819.post-112832740253490145</id><published>2005-10-03T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T01:16:42.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Celebrity ChildrenI know its October…And there has’nt been a single post in Sept :-(Sept 5th, particularly, is long gone. Well, if it still didn’t occur to you, why Sept 5th of all the days, I give up. It was teachers day !Just curious. How the celebrities of today had been as young kids in a classroom?Students to teacher: Good Morning teacher !Preity Zinta &amp; Saif: Salaam Namastey teacher !Sachin</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manjuvijay.blogspot.com/feeds/112832740253490145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15001819&amp;postID=112832740253490145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15001819/posts/default/112832740253490145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15001819/posts/default/112832740253490145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manjuvijay.blogspot.com/2005/10/celebrity-children-i-know-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Manju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807243361127045071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15001819.post-112476941463337438</id><published>2005-08-22T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T01:17:47.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Presenting the ‘Picture Dictionary’Visually appealing and for the easy understanding of English vocab…PlagiarismTaking someone's words or ideas as if they were your own(Eg: Call it copying, stealing, or procuring illegally. Anu Malik does it all and doesn’t even worry about copyrights. He might be against music piracy but definitely supportive of lifting tunes without worrying about a legal term </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manjuvijay.blogspot.com/feeds/112476941463337438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15001819&amp;postID=112476941463337438' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15001819/posts/default/112476941463337438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15001819/posts/default/112476941463337438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manjuvijay.blogspot.com/2005/08/presenting-picture-dictionary-visually.html' title=''/><author><name>Manju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807243361127045071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15001819.post-112314919119001324</id><published>2005-08-04T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T02:53:11.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A baby’s gotto do what a baby’s gotto do!That’s Tommy Pickles’ punch line from Nickelodeon’s much watched baby toon ‘Rugrats’. Ever wondered what all those teeny-weeny newborn infants think of adults, how they perceive the environment around them. It’s after all a entering a big bad world dominated by adults. Is it chaos? Is it confusing for them? No wonder, we have movies dedicated to this theme</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manjuvijay.blogspot.com/feeds/112314919119001324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15001819&amp;postID=112314919119001324' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15001819/posts/default/112314919119001324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15001819/posts/default/112314919119001324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manjuvijay.blogspot.com/2005/08/babys-gotto-do-what-babys-gotto-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Manju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807243361127045071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15001819.post-112297174016509210</id><published>2005-08-02T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T01:35:40.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>That trip from Delhi to Pilani...This piece is dedicated to the turning point in my life. What else? BITS, Pilani admission.If not a matter of national shame, it is very much a matter of bitsian shame if I haven’t written about even one of those innumerable experiences. And all bitsians would agree with me that the trip from Delhi to Pilani would top that list of experiences!To begin with, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manjuvijay.blogspot.com/feeds/112297174016509210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15001819&amp;postID=112297174016509210' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15001819/posts/default/112297174016509210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15001819/posts/default/112297174016509210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manjuvijay.blogspot.com/2005/08/that-trip-from-delhi-to-pilani.html' title=''/><author><name>Manju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807243361127045071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15001819.post-112295800319760484</id><published>2005-08-01T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T21:57:45.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Slangs – the ‘oh-so-cool’ one-linersYo man!, Howdy, How ya doing?, Wassup?, Holy shit!, Whatever!, As if!, no sweat !, U rock!, Dig in, Hell!, f*** u !, “Chill”…If u think these are picked from Eminem’s or 50 cents’ latest, think again!Exit: The plain old “Hello”, “How are you?”,”Good Morning”,”Good day”Enter: The young and electrifying breed, the ‘MTV generation’ as I call it, communicating </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manjuvijay.blogspot.com/feeds/112295800319760484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15001819&amp;postID=112295800319760484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15001819/posts/default/112295800319760484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15001819/posts/default/112295800319760484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manjuvijay.blogspot.com/2005/08/slangs-oh-so-cool-one-liners-yo-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Manju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807243361127045071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15001819.post-112289173758667425</id><published>2005-08-01T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T03:22:17.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What’s in a name?Well, for starters, if naming a baby wasn’t that great a deal then why would aspiring parents think so much to name their newborn? Atleast in India, there is no dearth for names…Most of them picked up from religious mythology, gods, goddesses, kings, princes, saints, blah blah…So for all you know your kid could be named Ram, Laxman, Bharat, Shatrughan…or hey they were a 100 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manjuvijay.blogspot.com/feeds/112289173758667425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15001819&amp;postID=112289173758667425' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15001819/posts/default/112289173758667425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15001819/posts/default/112289173758667425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manjuvijay.blogspot.com/2005/08/whats-in-name-well-for-starters-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Manju</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807243361127045071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
