<?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-4737431280111378516</id><updated>2011-11-16T19:14:51.899+05:30</updated><category term='first post..yippiee ;)'/><category term='Sandeep Balan'/><category term='stephen'/><category term='asbah'/><category term='priyanka'/><title type='text'>the 5 fingers</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the5fingers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737431280111378516/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the5fingers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Priyanka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09147613880425913045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UgfyiFNcSmk/SN5srXE_OPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/q8cdKsEuk0M/S220/rose.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737431280111378516.post-2412065204125759239</id><published>2009-01-01T09:36:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-01T09:38:25.650+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Let today be no exception.....</title><content type='html'>Each morning as the sun rises high,&lt;br /&gt;My dreams, my aspirations, touch the sky,&lt;br /&gt;Let today be no exception….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day I am put to test,&lt;br /&gt;And I gear up to give my best,&lt;br /&gt;Let today be no exception….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day I struggle to proceed,&lt;br /&gt;To move forward and take the lead,&lt;br /&gt;Let today be no exception….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day there’s something new to do,&lt;br /&gt;And each day I learn a lesson new,&lt;br /&gt;Let today be no exception….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day I laugh a little more,&lt;br /&gt;And each day I cry a little more,&lt;br /&gt;Let today be no exception….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As each day knocks upon life’s door,&lt;br /&gt;It teaches me to love a little more,&lt;br /&gt;Let today be no exception….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day of life, is a new gift,&lt;br /&gt;For us to enjoy, before it drifts,&lt;br /&gt;Let today be no exception….!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing all my dear fingers a very happy 2009!!! May this year bring health, wealth, happiness and success to you... Have a rocking year ahead... !!!! LIVE LIFE TO THE FULLEST!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737431280111378516-2412065204125759239?l=the5fingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the5fingers.blogspot.com/feeds/2412065204125759239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737431280111378516&amp;postID=2412065204125759239&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737431280111378516/posts/default/2412065204125759239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737431280111378516/posts/default/2412065204125759239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the5fingers.blogspot.com/2009/01/let-today-be-no-exception.html' title='Let today be no exception.....'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13315716648905142443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ebu7jAaa7sg/TdK2OOVASpI/AAAAAAAAAPk/SWNRv9R7CiI/s220/mo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737431280111378516.post-5186318551387824779</id><published>2008-12-12T18:12:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:19:35.938+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My diary entry....</title><content type='html'>Okay guys... I don't write a daily diary... and am really unsure of when i wrote this...  Well.. its dated March 29, 1991 and am sure that i couldnt have written this on that date as I was only three years old that time...lol... anyway... here comes my entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh loneliness you drive me crazy,&lt;br /&gt;For love, you make me crave,&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of wetting my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Some tears I need to save,&lt;br /&gt;I need a trustworthy shoulder,&lt;br /&gt;I need a loving hand,&lt;br /&gt;I need someone in my life,&lt;br /&gt;Who would, by me, always stand,&lt;br /&gt;Let it be anyone young or old,&lt;br /&gt;But someone who is nice and kind,&lt;br /&gt;Someone who can judge me right,&lt;br /&gt;Someone who can read my mind,&lt;br /&gt;A friend who'll be with me always,&lt;br /&gt;Is all I want to ask,&lt;br /&gt;With someone to care about me,&lt;br /&gt;I can accomplish every task!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737431280111378516-5186318551387824779?l=the5fingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the5fingers.blogspot.com/feeds/5186318551387824779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737431280111378516&amp;postID=5186318551387824779&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737431280111378516/posts/default/5186318551387824779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737431280111378516/posts/default/5186318551387824779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the5fingers.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-diary-entry_12.html' title='My diary entry....'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13315716648905142443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ebu7jAaa7sg/TdK2OOVASpI/AAAAAAAAAPk/SWNRv9R7CiI/s220/mo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737431280111378516.post-8779030568643416190</id><published>2008-12-11T16:09:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:21:28.056+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stephen'/><title type='text'>the ring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtZCn2d7nxs/SUDvFvGJlrI/AAAAAAAAA3c/Po7tWSKOVlE/s1600-h/Proximidade_Blog_Award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtZCn2d7nxs/SUDvFvGJlrI/AAAAAAAAA3c/Po7tWSKOVlE/s320/Proximidade_Blog_Award.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278481645098866354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see her innocent face,it reminds me of my childhood days.Those days  when my diii sumita and my  cousins wished to play with me.I was just 1 then,I was like a doll to all my cousins as they were pretty young .I can't  imagine how people grow very fast.A cute  baby who was born 14 years ago has grown taller than me.I guess why don't we remain   kids  forever,how fun it would be?In this jungle of life,its better than being a tree rather than being a beast.Get me those  Jungle books characters Mowgli,Bageera,Balu (not sandeep) and Sherkhan whom I loved watching.Get me those childhood  days when I bit my uncle.Bring me those days when i fought with my little cat.Why life changes? why does it happens?Isn't  it mysterious? Please some one get me those  lovely  days when I  loved playing with my  sister.Its difficult to understand this concept of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is just like a ring.???  do you agree??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey sorry asbah .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737431280111378516-8779030568643416190?l=the5fingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the5fingers.blogspot.com/feeds/8779030568643416190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737431280111378516&amp;postID=8779030568643416190&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737431280111378516/posts/default/8779030568643416190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737431280111378516/posts/default/8779030568643416190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the5fingers.blogspot.com/2008/12/ring.html' title='the ring'/><author><name>The Solitary Writer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtZCn2d7nxs/SnAih1wXZJI/AAAAAAAABlw/UxsRWJFiSmM/S220/wdwdfcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtZCn2d7nxs/SUDvFvGJlrI/AAAAAAAAA3c/Po7tWSKOVlE/s72-c/Proximidade_Blog_Award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737431280111378516.post-1788541035241247516</id><published>2008-12-10T23:35:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:44:05.563+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stephen'/><title type='text'>My Diary entry...</title><content type='html'>17th November ,2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;why don't people understand others  feeling?Why this always happen to me,why just me?What wrong i have done ....even my parents won't spare me....why is this done against me.....why just me....am i unlucky  or something like that....i will  get good score at my 12th boards and will prove my worth once again ....people will know about me  and i am sure i will get good marks this time....all are mean and i hate them ...every one and i hate my family members ....i hate all&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( was emotional when i wrote this as i was scolded my mom for something which i didnt  do and was directly related to my  studies...my tears  took this form  and i wrote in a diary ...was few days before my 17th birthday..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737431280111378516-1788541035241247516?l=the5fingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the5fingers.blogspot.com/feeds/1788541035241247516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737431280111378516&amp;postID=1788541035241247516&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737431280111378516/posts/default/1788541035241247516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737431280111378516/posts/default/1788541035241247516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the5fingers.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-diary-entry_10.html' title='My Diary entry...'/><author><name>The Solitary Writer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtZCn2d7nxs/SnAih1wXZJI/AAAAAAAABlw/UxsRWJFiSmM/S220/wdwdfcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737431280111378516.post-2914333538485129810</id><published>2008-12-09T02:57:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:01:28.838+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asbah'/><title type='text'>My Diary entry:</title><content type='html'>It lack the date so i have no idea what i have written it, but it is placed under may 29th 07, must have written it sometime near it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;He loved the way she scribbled half-cooked lines randomly everywhere, on their room's walls, at the back of his visiting card, in his mobile wordpad, at the corner of latest magazines, his phonebook and over his heart. So Ir-erasable, permanent marks that apparently said nothing but hid tales beneath their superficial top crust, translucent, only he could see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats it :p hehe.. anyone else can later on complete it.. but first participate in the challenge people !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737431280111378516-2914333538485129810?l=the5fingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the5fingers.blogspot.com/feeds/2914333538485129810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737431280111378516&amp;postID=2914333538485129810&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737431280111378516/posts/default/2914333538485129810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737431280111378516/posts/default/2914333538485129810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the5fingers.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-diary-entry.html' title='My Diary entry:'/><author><name>.a.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_okj_9d-zOv4/SD8bZ6G9-LI/AAAAAAAAAB4/GzVGUuuCRIQ/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737431280111378516.post-5412847436602391456</id><published>2008-12-09T02:47:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:50:10.596+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Diary Challenge.</title><content type='html'>If you scribble in a diary, randomly open it and post the two entries old entry, to what you opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you write your ramblings, story ideas or what ever, somewhere else (eg in your pc) open the folder, randomly select any post (do not open it) press the 'up' navigation key twice and left navigation key once. open the post and paste :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you do both, the choice is yours to opt :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time limit: 3 days from now on! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hey, Be honest :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737431280111378516-5412847436602391456?l=the5fingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the5fingers.blogspot.com/feeds/5412847436602391456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737431280111378516&amp;postID=5412847436602391456&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737431280111378516/posts/default/5412847436602391456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737431280111378516/posts/default/5412847436602391456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the5fingers.blogspot.com/2008/12/diary-challenge.html' title='Diary Challenge.'/><author><name>.a.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_okj_9d-zOv4/SD8bZ6G9-LI/AAAAAAAAAB4/GzVGUuuCRIQ/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737431280111378516.post-641655842144712356</id><published>2008-12-08T23:35:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:32:15.745+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandeep Balan'/><title type='text'>The Middle Finger Monologues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;he &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;ternal &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;ait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;ream....A &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;ish....A &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;ait....A &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;ever &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;nding &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;ait.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;or mornings which dont carry the blood stains of previous night.......&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;or rains which would cleanse every soul it touches, taking all the hatred away. ......&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;or a spring when flowers wont have to think before blooming. ....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;or a winter when white snow would engulf the reddening soil....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;or rivers where you could wash off your sins....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;or oceans whose depths could send greater shivers down the spine....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;or boats which could sail to safe shores weathering rough tides and instill hope....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;or roads which would lead to destinations....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;or a world which wont shrink further....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;or amazing yesteryears....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;or the lost innocence....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;or a different world....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;or a world sans caste....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;or a world where a thousand trillion smiles illuminate the night sky....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;......&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;n &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;ternal &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;ait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Though damn sleepy, i battled those drooping eyelids to post my first baby here. I felt i should pen down something since the other four fingers have already penned something. I had no clue what to post. Read Asbah's post. Took a fancy for "The Eternal Wait"....the rest just flowed....dont know whether it makes sense or not......my mind took over....and everything just flowed without logic or reason....somehow i like the end result of my unplanned venture...sleep is pulling me into its arms.....I "Surrender"....he he! And yaa...honoured to be a part of this talented bunch...*sniff* *sniff*)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737431280111378516-641655842144712356?l=the5fingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the5fingers.blogspot.com/feeds/641655842144712356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737431280111378516&amp;postID=641655842144712356&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737431280111378516/posts/default/641655842144712356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737431280111378516/posts/default/641655842144712356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the5fingers.blogspot.com/2008/12/middle-finger-monologues-eternal-wait.html' title='The Middle Finger Monologues'/><author><name>Sandeep Balan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_m1OWqGttKdg/SDvVCyGw1JI/AAAAAAAAAA4/k72wSIGvkB4/S220/swami.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737431280111378516.post-4344956555193606726</id><published>2008-12-08T01:15:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-08T01:21:06.437+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Surrender.</title><content type='html'>I looked at the lemon-tea in the white large cup i was holding, which was providing lovely warmth to my hands. The smoke was rising beautifully from the surface to the glass rim and above, pretty maidens clad in white, swirls and dances elegantly before joinging the stream.&lt;br /&gt;I wondered at the perpetuallity of dance. It got me stirred to tears, and suddenly one salt bead fell from my eyes into the cup; disturbing the level of the tea, causing the little mountain of tear and tea to be formed in the middle before a part of me was perfectly dissolved in the cup. A self-destructing surrender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I somehow missed the call for joining. They said that I would have to wait a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, the surrenderer, wait my eternal wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Of course I loved the central idea and adored everything in this blog... although i felt that my name was scattered a lot and everywhere :P i still love the fact that i am a part of your gang people :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniff*!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737431280111378516-4344956555193606726?l=the5fingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the5fingers.blogspot.com/feeds/4344956555193606726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737431280111378516&amp;postID=4344956555193606726&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737431280111378516/posts/default/4344956555193606726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737431280111378516/posts/default/4344956555193606726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the5fingers.blogspot.com/2008/12/surrender.html' title='Surrender.'/><author><name>.a.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_okj_9d-zOv4/SD8bZ6G9-LI/AAAAAAAAAB4/GzVGUuuCRIQ/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737431280111378516.post-7960978947552287996</id><published>2008-12-06T19:21:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-06T19:27:16.010+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The 5 Fingers....</title><content type='html'>Five fingers are never alike they say,&lt;br /&gt;But don't we bring them together to pray?,&lt;br /&gt;Five fingers hold a pen to write,&lt;br /&gt;Five fingers make a fist to fight,&lt;br /&gt;We, the 5 fingers, are different from each other too,&lt;br /&gt;But we've come together to create some thing new,&lt;br /&gt;Sandeep, Priyanka, Asbah, Stephen and me,&lt;br /&gt;Together we shall create history!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys.... we rock...!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for creating this blog guys... I feel happy and honoured all the same to be part of this brilliant blog.. Hope we go a long way... Cheers...!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737431280111378516-7960978947552287996?l=the5fingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the5fingers.blogspot.com/feeds/7960978947552287996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737431280111378516&amp;postID=7960978947552287996&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737431280111378516/posts/default/7960978947552287996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737431280111378516/posts/default/7960978947552287996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the5fingers.blogspot.com/2008/12/5-fingers.html' title='The 5 Fingers....'/><author><name>Mona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13315716648905142443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ebu7jAaa7sg/TdK2OOVASpI/AAAAAAAAAPk/SWNRv9R7CiI/s220/mo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737431280111378516.post-7219026321799550216</id><published>2008-12-05T18:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:57:46.598+05:30</updated><title type='text'>heya  guys</title><content type='html'>hey thanks guys ..how are you all...see finally we made this gang blog ...five fingers ...amazing isn't i.asbah and mona join in  fast... and sandeep where r u ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737431280111378516-7219026321799550216?l=the5fingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the5fingers.blogspot.com/feeds/7219026321799550216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737431280111378516&amp;postID=7219026321799550216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737431280111378516/posts/default/7219026321799550216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737431280111378516/posts/default/7219026321799550216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the5fingers.blogspot.com/2008/12/heya-guys.html' title='heya  guys'/><author><name>The Solitary Writer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtZCn2d7nxs/SnAih1wXZJI/AAAAAAAABlw/UxsRWJFiSmM/S220/wdwdfcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737431280111378516.post-2188036879392382751</id><published>2008-12-05T15:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:50:50.838+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first post..yippiee ;)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='priyanka'/><title type='text'>Its AWESOME !!  :)</title><content type='html'>Hey guys...first to post!! yippieeee!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen...its just AWESOME yaar....i simply loved it....the header is amazing!! really beautiful!!&lt;br /&gt;The name...tagline...oh wowwww....the whole look....its just toooo cool!!! great job ste!!! wow!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont have time to write much...making a crappy project on legal laws :o .....to be submitted in an hour.... just saw it and wanted to say that its great....there was no shoutbox...so decided to post.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its lovelyyy.... :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start postin guys!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737431280111378516-2188036879392382751?l=the5fingers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the5fingers.blogspot.com/feeds/2188036879392382751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737431280111378516&amp;postID=2188036879392382751&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737431280111378516/posts/default/2188036879392382751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737431280111378516/posts/default/2188036879392382751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the5fingers.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-awesome.html' title='Its AWESOME !!  :)'/><author><name>Priyanka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09147613880425913045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UgfyiFNcSmk/SN5srXE_OPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/q8cdKsEuk0M/S220/rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
