tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-187360402024-03-07T18:42:18.511-05:00ಅಂತರಂಗದ ಅಲೆಗಳು...Enigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01580628008134339989noreply@blogger.comBlogger50125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18736040.post-20692841573518330782011-07-31T08:07:00.000-04:002011-07-31T08:08:22.582-04:00The Psychiatrist & The ProctologistThe Psychiatrist & The Proctologist<br /><br />Best friends graduated from medical school at the same time and decided that, in spite of two<br />different specialties, they would open a practice together to share office space and personnel.<br /><br /><br />Dr. Smith was the psychiatrist and Dr. Jones was the proctologist; they put up a sign reading:<br />"Dr. Smith and Dr. Jones: Hysterias and Posteriors". The town council was livid and insisted they<br />change it.<br /> So, the docs changed it to read: "Schizoids and Hemorrhoids". This was also not acceptable, so<br />they again changed the sign. "Catatonics and High Colonics" - No go. Next, they tried "Manic<br />Depressives and Anal Retentives" - thumbs down again.. Then came "Minds and Behinds" - still no<br />good.<br /><br />Another attempt resulted in "Lost Souls and Butt Holes" - unacceptable again! So they tried<br />"Analysis and Anal Cysts" - not a chance. "Nuts and Butts" - no way. "Freaks and Cheeks" -<br />still no good. "Loons and Moons" - forget it.<br /><br />Almost at their wit's end, the docs finally came up with: "Dr. Smith and Dr. Jones - Specializing<br />in Odds and Ends". Everyone loved itEnigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01580628008134339989noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18736040.post-38693012158914912012010-07-14T12:22:00.001-04:002010-07-14T12:22:37.647-04:00incidentsIncident 1: while traveling to work last Friday , we were stalled in old madras road by traffic. next to our bus there was one more green color big10 bus. i was casually looking out the window and noticed that the bus was almost empty. One guy who happen to be in the bus near by to the window i was sitting was looking at his reflection in the steel inner wall( i guess) e was trying to fix some thing on his face. he put his finger in the nose/ mouth he was making weird faces, i was just seeing and was amused. He then realized some one looking at his antics!! he tried to peep through the window between bars or whtever and see his face was s funny i burst out laughing aloud :-P<br /><br /><br />incident 2:<br />last Friday while i was traveling back from work noticed a strange incident. Our bus was waiting at the lalbagh signal.<br />i was just looking out through the window. Saw a crow trying to eat the left over corn on the cob from a near by trash.<br />One more crow flew by and wanted to share the meal, this firs crow shooed away the other crow!!!. We have believed so far that one crow sees food it will call all its relatives!!!etc etc. This sight was surprising!! Is it that crows have been urbanized? or have they changed with time ? i donno but it was strange sight indeed<br /><br />one more incident which i remembered today : some guy in the bus was having a conversation over the phone and was trying to spell something . He said the letter "P" so loudly i could not help but smile. He said "P for police. P P " he stressed so much on P that i felt like telling hm don't force the other person to pee :-Enigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01580628008134339989noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18736040.post-2248467909768639372010-07-14T10:05:00.000-04:002010-07-14T10:06:10.739-04:00Hilarious.............Facebook AddictionThe 76-year-old woman walked down the hallway of Clearview Addictions Clinic, searching for the right department. She passed signs for the "Heroin Addiction Department (HAD)," the "Smoking Addiction Department (SAD)" and the "Bingo Addiction Department (BAD)." Then she spotted the department she was looking for: "Facebook Addiction Department (FAD)."<br /><br />It was the busiest department in the clinic, with about three dozen people filling the waiting room, most of them staring blankly into their Blackberries and iPhones. A middle-aged man with unkempt hair was pacing the room, muttering, "I need to milk my cows. I need to milk my cows."<br /><br />A twenty-something man was prone on the floor, his face buried in his hands, while a curly-haired woman comforted him.<br /><br />"Don't worry. It'll be all right."<br /><br />"I just don't understand it. I thought my update was LOL-worthy, but none of my friends even clicked the 'like'<br />button."<br /><br />"How long has it been?"<br /><br />"Almost five minutes. That's like five months in the real world."<br /><br />The 76-year-old woman waited until her name was called, then followed the receptionist into the office of Alfred Zulu, Facebook Addiction Counselor.<br /><br />"Please have a seat, Edna," he said with a warm smile. "And tell me how it all started."<br /><br />"Well, it's all my grandson's fault. He sent me an invitation to join Facebook. I had never heard of Facebook before, but I thought it was something for me, because I usually have my face in a book."<br /><br />"How soon were you hooked?"<br /><br />"Faster than you can say 'create a profile.' I found myself on Facebook at least eight times each day -- and more times at night. Sometimes I'd wake up in the middle of the night to check it, just in case there was an update from one of my new friends in India. My husband didn't like that. He said that friendship is a precious thing and should never be outsourced."<br /><br />"What do you like most about Facebook?"<br /><br />"It makes me feel like I have a life. In the real world, I have only five or six friends, but on Facebook, I have 674.<br />I'm even friends with Juan Carlos Montoya."<br /><br />"Who's he?"<br /><br />"I don't know, but he's got 4,000 friends, so he must be famous."<br /><br />"Facebook has helped you make some connections, I see."<br /><br />"Oh yes. I've even connected with some of the gals from high school -- I still call them 'gals.' I hadn't heard from some of them in ages, so it was exciting to look at their profiles and figure out who's retired, who's still working, and who's had some work done. I love browsing their photos and reading their updates. I know where they've been on vacation, which movies they've watched, and whether they hang their toilet paper over or under. I've also been playing a game with some of them."<br /><br />"Let me guess. Farmville?"<br /><br />"No, Mafia Wars. I'm a Hitman. No one messes with Edna."<br /><br />"Wouldn't you rather meet some of your friends in person?"<br /><br />"No, not really. It's so much easier on Facebook. We don't need to gussy ourselves up. We don't need to take baths or wear perfume or use mouthwash. That's the best thing about Facebook -- you can't smell anyone. Everyone is attractive, because everyone has picked a good profile pic. One of the gals is using a profile pic that was taken, I'm pretty certain, during the Eisenhower Administration. "<br /><br />"What pic are you using?"<br /><br />"Well, I spent five hours searching for a profile pic, but couldn't find one I really liked. So I decided to visit the local beauty salon."<br /><br />"To make yourself look prettier?"<br /><br />"No, to take a pic of one of the young ladies there. That's what I'm using."<br /><br />"Didn't your friends notice that you look different?"<br /><br />"Some of them did, but I just told them I've been doing lots of yoga."<br /><br />"When did you realize that your Facebooking might be a problem?"<br /><br />"I realized it last Sunday night, when I was on Facebook and saw a message on my wall from my husband: 'I moved out of the house five days ago. Just thought you should know.'"<br /><br />"What did you do?"<br /><br />"What else? I unfriended him of course!"Enigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01580628008134339989noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18736040.post-90042556789166854912010-04-18T12:33:00.000-04:002010-04-18T12:34:18.382-04:00stumbled across this link amazing songEnigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01580628008134339989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18736040.post-14605084177039967602009-09-16T10:09:00.000-04:002009-09-16T10:10:24.834-04:00some dayssome day aren't easy <br />some days aren't pink<br />some days are just blank<br />some days are just tough<br /><br />i pull through<br />i drag through<br />some days i make it<br />some days i don't<br /><br />yet another day i see pass away yet another night!!!<br /><br />it makes me wonder and wonder<br />yet no light!!!<br /><br />i ask my maker what is the purpose of my life why am i here?<br />some days he silent and some days he smiles<br /><br /><br />Hope some day he replies some day he would show me the light , some day he would sow me the path<br /><br />till then i wonder some days..............Enigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01580628008134339989noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18736040.post-22810684878165982782009-04-29T11:28:00.001-04:002009-04-29T11:28:53.965-04:00long time since i posted :) thought will write few linesEnigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01580628008134339989noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18736040.post-34666119911572698262007-12-27T19:40:00.000-05:002007-12-27T19:41:02.948-05:00ಎಕಾದೆ?ಕತ್ತಲೆಯ ಕಣ್ಣಲ್ಲಿ ಬೆಳಕಾಗಿ ನೀ ಬಂದೆ<br />ಬತ್ತಲೆಯ ಬಾನಲ್ಲಿ ಚುಕ್ಕಿ ಚಂದ್ರಮನಾದೆ<br />ಬಿತ್ತರ ಹೊಲದಲ್ಲಿ ಚಿಕ್ಕ ಸಸಿಯೂದೆ<br />ಎಲ್ಲವಾಗಿ ಕಡೆಗೆ ಕಡುಕ್ರೂರಿ ಎಕಾದೆ?Enigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01580628008134339989noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18736040.post-82864531771680156602007-12-27T13:26:00.001-05:002007-12-27T13:26:26.858-05:00ಲೆಕ್ಕನನ್ನ ಜೀವನವೆಂಬ ಗಣಿತ ಪುಸ್ತಕದಲ್ಲಿ<br />ಕೂಡು ಕಳೆಯುವ ಲೆಕ್ಕ...<br />ಕೂಡಿದೆಷ್ಟೂ... ಕಳೆದಿದೆಷ್ಟೂ...<br />ಗುಣಿಸಿ ಭಾಗಿಸದಿದ್ದರು ಉಳಿದಿದೆ ಶೇಷEnigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01580628008134339989noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18736040.post-81508613899532560702007-08-23T10:08:00.000-04:002007-08-23T10:10:05.660-04:00In the days when you couldn't count on a public toilet facility, an American<br />woman was planning a trip to India.She was registered to stay in a small<br />guest house owned by the<br />local schoolmaster. She was concerned as to whether the guest house<br />contained a WC. In US, a bathroom is commonly called a WC which stands for<br />"Water Closet".<br /><br />She wrote to the schoolmaster inquiring of the facilities about the WC.<br />The school master, not fluent in English, asked the local priest if he knew<br />the meaning of WC. Together they pondered possible meanings of the letters<br />and concluded that the lady wanted to know if there was a "Wayside Chapel"<br />near the house . . . a bathroom never entered their minds.<br />So the schoolmaster wrote the following reply:<br />Dear Madam,<br />I take great pleasure in informing you that the WC is located 9 miles from<br />the house. It is located in the middle of a grove of pine trees,surrounded<br />by lovely grounds. It is capable of holding 229 people and is open on<br />Sundays and Thursdays. As there are many people expected in the summer<br />months, I suggest you arrive early.there is, however, plenty of standing<br />room. This is an unfortunate situation especially if you are in the habit of<br />going regularly.<br />It may be of some interest to you that my daughter was married in the WC as<br />it was there that she met her husband. It was a wonderful event. There were<br />10 people in every seat. It was wonderful to see the expressions on their<br />faces. My wife, sadly, has been ill and unable to go recently. It has been<br />almost a year since she went last, which pains her greatly. You will be<br />pleas ed to know that many people bring their lunch and make a day of it.<br />Others prefer to wait till the last minute and arrive just in time! I would<br />recommend your ladyship plan to go on a Thursday as there is an organ<br />accompaniment. The acoustics are excellent and even the most delicate sounds<br />can be heard everywhere. The newest addition is a bell which rings every<br />time a person enters. We are holding a bazaar to provide plush seats for all<br />since many feel it is long needed. I look forward to escorting you there<br />myself and seating you in a place where you can be seen by all.<br />With deepest regards,<br />The Schoolmaster.<br />Note: The woman never visited India!!!!Enigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01580628008134339989noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18736040.post-30797922527969918812007-08-22T18:32:00.000-04:002007-08-22T18:33:18.341-04:00no offense intended for entertainment purpose only<em>Enough of Sardar jokes ........ let's go south ....... Mallu jokes are<br />here !!!!!!**<br />*<br />1) What is the tax on a Mallu's income called?* <br />IngumDax*<br /><br />2) Where did the Malayali study?<br />*In the ko-liage.*<br /><br />3) Why did the Malayali not go to ko-liage today?*<br />He is very bissi.*<br /><br />4) Why did the Malayali buy an air-ticket?<br />*To go to Thuubai, zimbly to meet his ungle in De Gelff.* <br /><br />5) Why do Malayalis go to the Gelff?<br />*To yearn meney.*<br /><br />6) What did the Malayali do when the plane caught fire?*<br />He zimbly jembd out of the vindow.*<br /><br />7) How does a Malayali spell moon?<br />*MOON - Yem Woh yet another Woh and Yen * <br /><br />8) What is Malayali management graduate called? *<br />Yem Bee Yae.*<br /><br />9) What does a Malayali do when he goes to America?<br />*He changes his name from Karunakaran to Kevin Curren. *<br /><br />10) What does a Malayali use to commute to office everyday?* <br />An Oto*<br /><br />11) Where does he pray?<br />*In a Temble, Charch and a Maask*<br /><br />12) Who is Bruce Lee's best friend ?*<br />A Malaya-Lee of coarse. *<br /><br />13) Name the only part of the werld, where Malayalis dont werk hard? * <br />Kerala.*<br /><br />14) Why is industrial productivity so low in Kerala? *<br />Because 86% of the shift time is spent on lifting, folding and re-tying the<br />lungi *<br /><br />15) Why did Saddam Hussain attackKuwait?* **<br />He had a Mallu baby-sitter, who always used to say <br />'KEEP QUWAIT' 'KEEP QUWAIT'*<br /><br />16) What is the Latest Malayali Punch Line? *<br />"Frem Tea Shops To Koll Cenders, We Are Yevery Where" *<br /><br />17) Why aren't Mals included in hockey and football teams ? * <br />Coz Whenever they get a corner , they set up a tea shop. *<br /><br />*Now pass it on to 5 Mals to get a free sample of Kokanet oil.<br />Pass it on 10 Mals to get a free pack of Benana Chibbs.<br />Pass it on to 15 Mals to get a set of BROGUN bones...* </em>Enigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01580628008134339989noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18736040.post-50301549224202392172007-07-13T15:29:00.000-04:002007-07-13T15:30:38.500-04:00Top Ten Reasons Eve Was CreatedTop Ten Reasons Eve Was Created<br /><br />10. God was worried that Adam would frequently become lost in the garden because he would not ask for directions.<br /><br />9. God knew that one day Adam would require someone to locate and hand him the remote.<br /><br />8. God knew Adam would never go out and buy himself a new fig leaf when his wore out and would therefore need Eve to buy one for him.<br /><br />7. God knew Adam would never be able to make a doctor's, dentist, or haircut appointment for himself.<br /><br />6. God knew Adam would never remember which night to put the garbage on the curb.<br /><br />5. God knew if the world was to be populated, men would never be able to handle the pain and discomfort of childbearing.<br /><br />4. As the Keeper of the Garden, Adam would never remember where he left his tools.<br /><br />3. Apparently, Adam needed someone to blame his troubles on when God caught him hiding in the garden.<br /><br />2. As the Bible says, It is not good for man to be alone!<br /><br />And the #1 reason why God created Eve...<br /><br />1. When God finished the creation of Adam, He stepped back, scratched his head, and said, "I can do better than thatEnigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01580628008134339989noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18736040.post-1170954390451417932007-02-08T12:04:00.000-05:002007-02-08T12:06:30.470-05:00Jokes :)Found them on a website, were too funny to not to post<br />Thoughts from well known "ladies" !!<br /><blockquote>I'm not offended by all the dumb blonde jokes<br />Because I know I'm not dumb ...<br />And I also know that I'm not blonde.<br />-Dolly Parton-<br /><br />You see a lot of smart guys with dumb women,<br />But you hardly ever see a smart woman with<br />A dumb guy.<br />-Erica Jong-<br /><br />My husband and I are either going to buy a<br />Dog or have a child. We can't decide to<br /> Ruin our carpet or ruin our lives.<br />-Rita Rudner-<br /><br />I've been on so many blind dates,<br />I should get a free dog.<br />-Wendy Liebman-<br /><br />Never lend your car to anyone to<br />Whom you have given birth.<br />-Erma Bombeck-<br /><br />If high heels were so wonderful,<br />Men would still be wearing them.<br />-Sue Grafton-<br /><br />I'm not going to vacuum 'til<br />Sears makes one you can ride on.<br />-Roseanne Barr-<br /><br />I think, therefore I'm single.<br />-Lizz Winstead-<br /><br />When women are depressed they either eat<br />Or go shopping. Men invade another country.<br />-Elayne Boosler-<br /><br />Behind every successful man is<br /> a surprised woman.<br />-Maryon Pearson-<br /><br />I base most of my fashion taste on<br />What doesn't itch.<br />-Gilda Radner-<br /><br />In politics, if you want anything said,<br />Ask a man;<br />If you want anything done, ask a woman.<br />-Margaret Thatcher-<br /><br />I have yet to hear a man ask for advice on<br /> How to combine marriage (or parenthood)<br /> And a career.<br />-Gloria Steinhem-<br /><br />Some of us are becoming the men we wanted to marry.<br />- Gloria Steinhem-<br /><br />I never married because there was no need.<br /> I have three pets at home which answer the same purpose as a husband.<br /> I have a dog which growls every morning, a parrot which swears all afternoon and a cat that comes home late at night.<br />-Marie Corelli-<br /><br />Nagging is the repetition of unpalatable truths.<br />-Baroness Edith Summerskill-<br /><br />If men can run the world, why can't they stop<br /> Wearing neckties? How intelligent is it to start<br />The day by tying a little noose around your neck?<br />-Linda Ellerbee-<br /><br />I am a marvelous housekeeper.<br />Every time I leave a man I keep his house.<br />-Zsa Zsa Gabor-</blockquote>Enigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01580628008134339989noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18736040.post-1168806581430156322007-01-14T15:29:00.000-05:002007-01-14T15:29:41.443-05:00ಮಕರ ಸಂಕ್ರಮಣದ ಶುಭಾಶಯಗಳುEnigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01580628008134339989noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18736040.post-1166199008499613612006-12-15T11:09:00.000-05:002006-12-15T11:10:56.256-05:00ಮಂಕುತಿಮ್ಮಬದುಕು ಜಟಕಾ ಬಂಡಿ ವಿಧಿ ಅದರ ಸಾಹೇಬ<br />ಕುದುರೆ ನೀನ್ ಅವನು ಪೇಳ್ದಂತೆ ಪಯಣಿಗರು<br />ಮದುವೆಗೋ ಮಸಣಕೋ ಹೋಗೆಂದ ಕಡೆಗೋಡು<br />ಪದಕುಸಿಯೆ ನೆಲವಿಹುದು ಮಂಕುತಿಮ್ಮ <br /><br />ಹುಲ್ಲಾಗು ಬೆಟ್ಟದಡಿ ಮನೆಗೆ ಮಲ್ಲಿಗೆಯಾಗು<br />ಕಲ್ಲಾಗು ಕಷ್ಟಗಳ ಮಳೆ ವಿಧಿ ಸುರಿಯೆ <br />ಬೆಲ್ಲಸಕ್ಕರೆಯಾಗು ದೀನದುಬ೯ಲರಿಂಗೆ<br />ಎಲ್ಲರೊಳಗೊಂದಾಗು ಮಂಕುತಿಮ್ಮ<br /><br /><br />mankuthimmana kagga<br />Any idea where i can order this book online or even soft copy of this book would doEnigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01580628008134339989noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18736040.post-1164816988898023152006-11-29T11:16:00.000-05:002006-11-29T11:18:23.986-05:00funny post<a href="http://ganjaturtle.blogspot.com/2006/11/going-madmba-applicant-disease-part-1.html">MAD</a>Enigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01580628008134339989noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18736040.post-1163184614533666982006-11-10T13:47:00.000-05:002006-11-10T13:51:53.853-05:00Happy Belated B'dayMy blog turned 1 on "November 07"<br /> Blogging which started as a daily diary turned into a place where i could express my ideas/thoughts freely. Friends who understood my feelings/ideas commented aptly. Made new lotsa new frnds. got in touch with old frnds<br /><br />So happy blogging :)Enigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01580628008134339989noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18736040.post-1161276354446966482006-10-19T12:45:00.000-04:002006-10-19T12:45:54.463-04:00ಶುಭಾಶಯಗಳುಎಲ್ಲರಿಗು ದೀಪಾವಳಿ ಹಬ್ಬದ ಶುಭಾಶಯಗಳು <br />ಬೆಳಕಿನ ಹಬ್ಬ ಎಲ್ಲರ ಬಾಳನ್ನು ಬೆಳಗಲಿEnigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01580628008134339989noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18736040.post-1158466657970032602006-09-17T00:14:00.000-04:002006-09-17T00:18:06.176-04:00a prayerI pray to u every moment i wake<br />I pray to u even in sleep<br />I pray to u every moment i breathe<br />I pray with hope<br />I pray with faith<br />I pray for blessings thou shall give<br />Deep within comes the cry<br />Deep within resides the wound like lava hidden beneath<br />Deep down is the river of sorrow flowing from years<br />Waiting for the sunlight to seep through <br />Waiting for the warm blessing to vaporize<br />Waiting for that guiding hand to lead me through<br />Every time I pray I think it shall be answered soon<br />Every time I pray I feel the day is going to come soon<br />Every time my hope shatters I pray every time my faith lessens I pray<br />I pray thee to give me strength to pray<br />I pray thee to give me love to spray<br /><br />Prayers are always answered that’s what I have been told<br />Prayers are always heard that’s what I have been told<br /><br />Please listen to my prayers<br />Please answer my prayers<br /><br />amenEnigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01580628008134339989noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18736040.post-1157052276564268322006-08-31T15:22:00.000-04:002006-08-31T15:24:36.586-04:00stumbled across this blog entry<a href="http://mugamudi.blogspot.com/2005/07/why-men-never-grow-up-part-1.html"> blog</a>Enigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01580628008134339989noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18736040.post-1156365558343434412006-08-23T15:52:00.000-04:002006-08-23T16:39:18.423-04:00love vs lusti feel there is nothing called love between a girl and a guy it all varying degrees of lust.<br />the physical attraction that makes individual believe that they are in "love".<br />Indians often mistake lust for love.<br />love is what u feel for your parents or siblings or ur pet.<br />What u feel for ur spouse or gf/bf is lust/physical attraction. Over a period of time they try to give a name to the relationship as "love”. That’s nothing more than getting used to the person. We are always reluctant to changes hence we stick to a person and believe that it's "love". But in reality their is no "love".<br /><br />Americans too might make some mistakes that way, but they date before they get married. So they remove the lust part of it before wedding. That way mind becomes clear and you can see how things go 2 years down the line, 5 years down the line or 10 years down. But again they too have high divorce rates. I guess this happens due to high expectations and disappointments.<br />Many times any relationship fails because of expectation disappointment, than incompatibility. I guess there is nothing like compatible or in-compatible. We can reword them as lack of understanding that would lead to a break up.<br />So I guess people who say are in love are were in love actually were not it was just the lust and later on meeting of expectation.<br />That way I can say I was never in love :) and never will be :P as I would not give in for physical attraction no matter how hard it is for me to resist and I would try not to have expectations!!. That way I try to choose with logic/analysis. Sigh romance is not for practical ppl like me I guessEnigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01580628008134339989noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18736040.post-1155761234762602322006-08-16T16:46:00.000-04:002006-08-23T16:40:36.473-04:00its hillarious!!<a href="http://jpath.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-want-to-beg.html"> beg</a>Enigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01580628008134339989noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18736040.post-1155674142300374562006-08-15T16:35:00.000-04:002006-08-15T16:38:10.503-04:00good read<a href="http://www.newindpress.com/sunday/colItems.asp?ID=SEE20050922093151">good leader</a>Enigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01580628008134339989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18736040.post-1155520802787642372006-08-13T21:49:00.000-04:002006-08-13T22:40:35.376-04:00was trying to listen to my fav songs this week end<br />thought would list them down and curious who else shares my taste in kannda music<br /><br />Partha - ಈ ಪ್ರೀತಿ ಒಂತರ ಕಚಗುಳಿ <br />Huccha- ಉಸಿರೇ ಉಸಿರೇ<br />Amrutha Varshini - All songs<br />Abhi - ಈ ನಿನ್ನ ಕಣ್ಣಾಣೇ<br />Excuse me- all songs<br />Hombisilu - all songs<br />Malaya Marutha - Most of them<br />Sakshatkara - most of them<br />Besuge - Besuge<br /><br /><br />Need to recollect some more songsEnigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01580628008134339989noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18736040.post-1154364430151038212006-07-31T12:46:00.000-04:002006-07-31T12:52:03.380-04:00one more article to read<a href="http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/articleshow/1827354.cms">Hungry Kya?</a>Enigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01580628008134339989noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18736040.post-1154007774099590052006-07-27T09:41:00.000-04:002006-07-31T12:53:11.730-04:00kinda funny article i came across<a href="http://www.arguscourier.com/community/news/neighbors060419.html">Neighbours</a>Enigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01580628008134339989noreply@blogger.com2