<?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-19668173</id><updated>2012-01-10T19:08:24.852+05:30</updated><category term='Nokia E7-00'/><category term='Bargaining'/><category term='movies'/><category term='Lumia'/><category term='dlf'/><category term='forbidden fruit'/><category term='screw driver'/><category term='cheap'/><category term='Beer'/><category term='auto-rickshaw'/><category term='Apple'/><category term='las vegas'/><category term='hilary clinton fergie mayawati karan johar jamie lee curtis trannies transsexuals'/><category term='blog scurvy dawg'/><category term='laxmi chachi'/><category term='ek chaalis ki last local'/><category 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term='office'/><category term='Seinfeld'/><category term='city of joy'/><category term='bike chandigarh road trip enfield delhi'/><category term='nausea'/><category term='Shodan'/><category term='delhi c beer music sucks rock'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='girl wedding kayastha sonal bisaria balding roommate gurgaon husband girl'/><category term='jhandewalan'/><category term='Phone'/><category term='sadist'/><category term='Symbian'/><category term='System Shock 2'/><category term='Guitar'/><category term='LED Notifications'/><category term='lazy bastard gym food alcohol guitar music'/><category term='ghostly'/><category term='A.R. Rehman'/><category term='Hangover'/><category term='Jerry'/><category term='kamaal khan'/><category term='depression chocolate'/><category term='Xerxes'/><category term='gurgaon'/><category term='fat'/><category term='cancelled'/><category term='maruti'/><category term='Rocker chicks'/><title type='text'>An Insight into my Hindside...</title><subtitle type='html'>An average brown, suburbanite slob.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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>174</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-8136191957061074357</id><published>2012-01-10T19:05:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-10T19:08:24.886+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Profiles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Windows Phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nokia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LED Notifications'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lumia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Windows Phone 7'/><title type='text'>Features I want to be implemented in the Nokia Lumia series</title><summary type='text'>
I have been a smartphone user for almost as long as I have used a cellphone. As a user, I have evolved over these years. Most of my smartphone experience has been with Symbian (95%) and Windows Mobile (5%).

























Planning to move to a Nokia Windows Phone in the future, these are certain features I am used to, which I find sadly missing on Nokia WIndows Phones


Notification </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=8136191957061074357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/8136191957061074357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/8136191957061074357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2012/01/features-i-want-to-be-implemented-in.html' title='Features I want to be implemented in the Nokia Lumia series'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oJmx7EGtz_8/Tww_LAj6yoI/AAAAAAAAAmA/xXfIAjgYiNE/s72-c/Lumia900_06%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-4643849095119966828</id><published>2011-11-30T13:45:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-30T14:18:54.321+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mohit Chauhan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rockstar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A.R. Rehman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nargis Falhri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bollywood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranbir Kapoor'/><title type='text'>Why I hated Rockstar</title><summary type='text'>




















First of all, I would start off by saying that many will be super-pissed to read this. This is purely my personal opinion and it is understandable if most people don't agree with me. In fact I might have liked the movie if-

1. The movie was not named Rockstar
2. The second half was compressed into half hour

I had very high hopes when the movie was initially announced </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=4643849095119966828' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4643849095119966828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4643849095119966828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2011/11/why-i-hated-rockstar.html' title='Why I hated Rockstar'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-98qsg6rlhPQ/TtXoom5V__I/AAAAAAAAAlU/CReHr2t3sDM/s72-c/Rockstar-Movie-2011%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total><georss:featurename>Odeon Cinema, Connaught Place, New Delhi, Delhi</georss:featurename><georss:point>28.6327778 77.2197222</georss:point><georss:box>28.6319068 77.21848820000001 28.6336488 77.2209562</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-755238833450102121</id><published>2011-11-11T11:49:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-11T12:45:01.260+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chintan kalra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABHISHEK MATHUR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gurgaon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CHAYAN ADHIKARI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ROHIT KULKARNI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='think floyd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pink floyd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GAURAV CHINTAMANI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vapout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANINDO BOSE'/><title type='text'>The Great Gig (under the sky)</title><summary type='text'>


















Last night was my third Think Floyd night. I have already covered how awesome the band is and how they play during my first and second gigs. This time was as awesome as ever and much better than the second time.

This time the gig was held on the terrace of Vapour bar and lounge, Gurgaon. The ambience was amazing; the best ambience I have ever seen for a live performance. There</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=755238833450102121' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/755238833450102121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/755238833450102121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2011/11/great-gig-under-sky.html' title='The Great Gig (under the sky)'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><georss:featurename>Vapour, MGF Megacity Mall, Gurgaon</georss:featurename><georss:point>28.46385 77.017838</georss:point><georss:box>28.4568705 77.00796749999999 28.4708295 77.0277085</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-62943284705884435</id><published>2011-11-07T16:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-07T16:08:10.380+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='headache'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gatorade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dehydration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vodka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hangover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nausea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whisky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whiskey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vomit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lemonade'/><title type='text'>How to beat a Hangover</title><summary type='text'>



















Tonight's party can be tomorrow's nightmare. While heavy consumption of alcohol can liven up even the most boring parties, it can make the next day horrible and completely un-productive and make your head feel like a throbbing mass of shit.

Being a victim of this phenomena many times, I have found out a few ways you can salvage the next day.

First of all, we must know why a </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=62943284705884435' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/62943284705884435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/62943284705884435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-to-beat-hangover.html' title='How to beat a Hangover'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-640573988104818941</id><published>2011-10-30T14:59:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-30T14:59:44.183+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Posers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delhi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rocker chicks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock Concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dopers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clueless'/><title type='text'>Different types of "Rockers" you might encounter at a Rock concert in Delhi</title><summary type='text'>
Well, going to different Rock concerts in Delhi for more than 3 years, I have noticed how peculiar the crowd is, that comes to these concerts. I have divided them up into the following categories



F1 Rocks, Gurgaon, 2011

















The Posers:- These are cool Delhi dudes whose main aim in life is to impress  girls and would go to any extent to do so. They come to these concerts </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=640573988104818941' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/640573988104818941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/640573988104818941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2011/10/different-types-of-rockers-you-might.html' title='Different types of &quot;Rockers&quot; you might encounter at a Rock concert in Delhi'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-8592994523726640072</id><published>2011-10-28T23:37:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-28T23:56:44.526+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leisure Valley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancelled'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unruly Crowd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Metallica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gurgaon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>Why Delhi/NCR doesn't deserve Metallica (or any other band)</title><summary type='text'>
After the Bryan Adams fiasco and concert cancellation in February, here I am, spending another disappointed night at home. Metallica's first concert in India, one I was looking forward to for months was cancelled. I don't agree with what most of the news channels are saying; here're the events as I saw them myself from the venue






Gates were to be opened at 3:00 PM. The security personnel/</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=8592994523726640072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/8592994523726640072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/8592994523726640072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2011/10/why-delhincr-doesnt-deserve-good-bands.html' title='Why Delhi/NCR doesn&apos;t deserve Metallica (or any other band)'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-692877492675372590</id><published>2011-10-16T16:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-16T16:09:13.176+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blackberry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LED'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Android'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Microsoft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notification'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nokia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Symbian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Windows Phone 7'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ringtones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Multitasking'/><title type='text'>Mobile OS feature Comparison</title><summary type='text'>
I wrote a post earlier comparing various mobile O.S.es on things like features, stability, battery backup etc. Here I'll do a comparison of some features I find unthinkable to live without. This is not an exhaustive feature comparison, just some features which I regularly use. I have used Stock OSes to compare. CLick on the image for a bigger version









Multi-tasking:- Symbian/Android &amp; </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=692877492675372590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/692877492675372590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/692877492675372590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2011/10/mobile-os-feature-comparison.html' title='Mobile OS feature Comparison'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lwBcuUlocZ8/TpqzQTAvzpI/AAAAAAAAAks/V1Eu0sr21hA/s72-c/Capture.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-1243589627250363837</id><published>2011-10-14T14:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-14T14:58:34.760+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Symbian Belle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Windows Phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nokia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nokia E7-00'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Symbian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Windows Phone 7'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Android'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iphone'/><title type='text'>I want a new phone, but I don't know which</title><summary type='text'>


















It's more than 6 months since I got my Nokia E7-00 and I am already bored with it. Earlier, I always knew which phone I wanted to buy if I had the money, but currently, there's no phone in the market I would rather have.

This is why I want a new phone:-


Software update roll-outs are too slow. Belle for newer Symbian phones is already out but update for existing phones like </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=1243589627250363837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1243589627250363837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1243589627250363837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-want-new-phone-but-i-dont-know-which.html' title='I want a new phone, but I don&apos;t know which'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l-JgsUlGyqs/Tpf-r22JfEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/_pGRGXoamsU/s72-c/5703889536_09efc192d4%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-769269684217206892</id><published>2011-10-11T17:10:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-11T17:10:40.809+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city of joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kolkata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city of sorrow'/><title type='text'>Kolkata - Still the City of Sorrow</title><summary type='text'>





















This is not the first time I am ranting about this city. See these

http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/04/pda-in-kolkata.html
http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2007/06/kolkata.html
http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2006/04/why-calcutta-sucks.html
http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-to-win-cricket-match.html
http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=769269684217206892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/769269684217206892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/769269684217206892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2011/10/kolkata-still-city-of-sorrow.html' title='Kolkata - Still the City of Sorrow'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wpqygQ6GFKQ/TpQqr5wOxfI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LglVnNRdPPQ/s72-c/9%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-3449119344330870268</id><published>2011-09-26T17:24:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-26T17:49:10.346+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jane&apos;s Combat Simulations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USAF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Von Braun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rogue Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rascal King'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shodan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xerxes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GTAIV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lara Croft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tomb Raider'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max Payne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='System Shock 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation 2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mighty Mighty Bosstones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rickenbacker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grand theft auto'/><title type='text'>Games that have impressed me over the years</title><summary type='text'>
I have always been an avid video game player. Like everyone else, I started off with 8-bit games, got a PC and then subsequently upgraded the hardware as games evolved over the years. Somehow, I never got around to buying a console. For me, nothing can beat the keyboard/mouse combination.

Following is a list of games that have impressed me a lot over the years. I will not do full reviews (I'll </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=3449119344330870268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/3449119344330870268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/3449119344330870268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2011/09/games-that-have-impressed-me-over-years.html' title='Games that have impressed me over the years'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aM2u5g-Upvs/ToBL4JCmWeI/AAAAAAAAAjc/6VHik0HZ_Fc/s72-c/tomb-raider%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-6177096183189271180</id><published>2011-09-21T15:51:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-21T16:15:22.330+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mistakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Punctuation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Language'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grammar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>Murder of English</title><summary type='text'>




These days, especially in North India (no offense meant), people have a tendency to abuse and murder English. Reading facebook posts always puts me in throes of revulsion. Also, I am not even talking about accent (which is pardonable) or pronunciation yet. These are purely grammar and punctuation errors. This is surprising because English is one of the easiest languages to learn and with the</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=6177096183189271180' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/6177096183189271180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/6177096183189271180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2011/09/murder-of-english-language.html' title='Murder of English'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CMiwgZnjuJE/Tnm7lwXJCVI/AAAAAAAAAjY/1Rd6tCfPK0U/s72-c/English.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-671402556564532374</id><published>2011-09-20T17:06:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-20T23:03:58.282+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comparison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Symbian Belle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nokia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Symbian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Windows Phone 7'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Android'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Microsoft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iphone'/><title type='text'>Mobile OS comparison</title><summary type='text'>
These days smartphones play a much bigger role in a person's life (and in market share) than a few years ago. Almost everyone I know uses a smartphone, old or young.

I have had the opportunity to use most of the smartphone OS available in the market today and decided to do a review on them. The final result is that no particular OS is the "best" among the lot, different people would prefer </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=671402556564532374' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/671402556564532374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/671402556564532374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2011/09/mobile-os-comparison.html' title='Mobile OS comparison'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1R1VpfyovTw/TnjM1hO27wI/AAAAAAAAAi8/JiyWXDWJxSo/s72-c/BELLE-LEAKED%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-9646504788926628</id><published>2011-09-10T00:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-20T23:00:59.661+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Auto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rickshaw-puller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rickshaw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='auto-rickshaw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bargaining'/><title type='text'>Why you should not bargain with poor people</title><summary type='text'>


















Bargaining is an integral part of the Indian psyche. An Indian has an intrinsic urge to get the best deal out of every situation. They bargain in stores, hotels, taxis, airports and even Restaurants. While some of the bargaining is pardonable (when dealing with situations where the price is not justified), one should not bargain with poor people e.g. Rickshaw-wallahs, </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=9646504788926628' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/9646504788926628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/9646504788926628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2011/09/why-you-should-not-bargain-with-poor.html' title='Why you should not bargain with poor people'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZTpQb_pqmHw/TmpWhrb7HjI/AAAAAAAAAi0/FIPY4iHoONg/s72-c/bargaining%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-4878040205816589826</id><published>2011-08-20T13:01:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-20T23:01:03.804+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hookah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haryanvis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gurgaon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puncture-wallah'/><title type='text'>The inscrutable Haryanvis</title><summary type='text'>
















This is not aimed at 1 particular Haryanvi, but all of them. Also, I have nothing against them, many of my friends are Haryanvis.

I witnessed a curious scene today morning. I visited the local Puncture repair shop to get my bike tire fixed. While the guy was working on my bike, a Maruti SX4 stopped near the shop with 1 flat tyre. 2 Haryanvis (wearing traditional garb) stepped </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=4878040205816589826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4878040205816589826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4878040205816589826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2011/08/inscrutable-haryanvis.html' title='The inscrutable Haryanvis'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_xq1kpXQNkg/Tk9dl6lG24I/AAAAAAAAAio/2ZWVaFPQoPI/s72-c/5316939501_85c47818b6%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-1257905996989035276</id><published>2011-07-30T02:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-20T23:01:06.407+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Great Indian Elevator (lipht) paradox</title><summary type='text'>

















One thing I have noticed since a long time (albeit with much frustration) is that Indians can never operate the Elevator (also called lift or lipht) properly. 99.9% times, people press the wrong buttons and mis-use the elevator. A few common scenarios

1. People press the DOWN button to call the elevator down, the UP button to press the elevator.



The UP and DOWN buttons are </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=1257905996989035276' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1257905996989035276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1257905996989035276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2011/07/great-indian-elevator-lipht-paradox.html' title='The Great Indian Elevator (lipht) paradox'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-6044490464756484005</id><published>2011-07-04T22:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-05T12:02:29.462+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chintan kalra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABHISHEK MATHUR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CHAYAN ADHIKARI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ROHIT KULKARNI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='think floyd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pink floyd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GAURAV CHINTAMANI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANINDO BOSE'/><title type='text'>Great Gig Part-2</title><summary type='text'>
June 30th, 2011 was a day I had waited for a long time. Think Floyd performed for the second time in Hard Rock Cafe. I had informed everyone of my absence from the other responsibilities of life days ago, as soon as the dates were announced. The concert was slated to start at 10:00 PM, we reached there at 07:00 PM, waited till 8 to get the tickets. The concert actually started around 10:30 PM.

</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=6044490464756484005' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/6044490464756484005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/6044490464756484005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2011/07/great-gig-part-2.html' title='Great Gig Part-2'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><georss:featurename>J Block, Saket, New Delhi, Delhi, India</georss:featurename><georss:point>28.51918 77.21300999999994</georss:point><georss:box>28.517039999999998 77.21101449999993 28.52132 77.21500549999995</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-3647566009109185714</id><published>2011-06-15T16:59:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-20T23:01:12.229+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Return of the Gig!!</title><summary type='text'>
More than a year ago, on Thursday, May 20, 2010 something legendary happened. Think Floyd played at Hard Rock Cafe Delhi and changed our lives forever.

For people like us who would never see Pink Floyd live, this was the next best thing, and the best thing we can get ever. I covered this event on this blog a couple of days later
http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2010/05/</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=3647566009109185714' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/3647566009109185714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/3647566009109185714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2011/06/return-of-gig.html' title='Return of the Gig!!'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-7923475656512724054</id><published>2011-05-20T16:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-20T23:01:15.507+05:30</updated><title type='text'>It's snowing in Delhi!</title><summary type='text'>



</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=7923475656512724054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/7923475656512724054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/7923475656512724054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-snowing-in-delhi.html' title='It&apos;s snowing in Delhi!'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DQemQ5TcaQQ/TdZL2aJGhSI/AAAAAAAAAgY/MIcQUQjlJyw/s72-c/20052011061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-2937430565065347820</id><published>2011-05-16T01:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-16T01:26:14.065+05:30</updated><title type='text'>What happened to Uma Thurman?</title><summary type='text'>From this



















to this?


</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=2937430565065347820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2937430565065347820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2937430565065347820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-happened-to-uma-thurman.html' title='What happened to Uma Thurman?'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-2299279059990013742</id><published>2011-02-17T00:35:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-17T00:35:41.892+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shrinkage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woolens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warm clothes'/><title type='text'>Honey I shrunk the sweaters</title><summary type='text'>I am quite new to household chores and especially when it comes to washing clothes, I have next to no experience. I just know where to put the clothes into the machine, which knobs to turn and where to put the soap. I had no idea that woolen clothes don't like appreciate the same treatment as summer clothes.

I washed my sweaters one day, in the way described above and when it was all over, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=2299279059990013742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2299279059990013742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2299279059990013742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2011/02/honey-i-shrunk-sweaters.html' title='Honey I shrunk the sweaters'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b6RdZ02V40A/TVwfNLjjiGI/AAAAAAAAAfM/NibctXJlW9Y/s72-c/IMG_0845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-3771939445787254233</id><published>2011-02-16T02:28:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-16T02:32:30.071+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Here comes the rain</title><summary type='text'>














Yesterday was a good day. My dad called to tell me that the Registration card for my bike, which I assumed lost for years was back from the dead (from a pile of old stuff actually). I had long been dreading another trip to Nagpur, just to get a replacement registration card.

I remember the last time this happened. I spent 10k for air travel, a few thousand I paid to the RTO guy, </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=3771939445787254233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/3771939445787254233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/3771939445787254233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2011/02/here-comes-rain.html' title='Here comes the rain'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Q5on2MhJbM/TVroPFbSLKI/AAAAAAAAAfI/uEtmMRly_ew/s72-c/Capture.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-5474206730417200109</id><published>2011-02-11T21:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-11T21:50:47.461+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Nokia has sold it's soul to the devil</title><summary type='text'>The inevitable has happened. Nokia has decided to end R&amp;D on Symbian, and will work on it as a "franchise O.S." from now on. In simple words, Nokia has killed Symbian and we won't see symbian phones from next year or so.

We had big hopes from Meego, but it seems Meego will remain as an "experimental" platform. Instead, Nokia has decided to use "Windows Phone 7" as it's primary smartphone OS.



</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.engadget.com/2011/02/11/nokia-and-microsoft-enter-strategic-alliance-on-windows-phone-b/' title='Nokia has sold it&apos;s soul to the devil'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=5474206730417200109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/5474206730417200109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/5474206730417200109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2011/02/nokia-has-sold-its-soul-to-devil.html' title='Nokia has sold it&apos;s soul to the devil'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xe3ksR8zgXg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-4356068541899072430</id><published>2011-02-08T20:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-08T20:29:05.429+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Worldspace Satellite Radio!</title><summary type='text'>







My Mom gifted me my Worldspace satellite radio around 5 years ago, knowing how much I liked music. Though it was available in India for years before this, it was not very affordable and their receivers were huge and bulky.  My mom got mine for around 5k with a yearly subscription of around 1200 Rupees in 2006.

I took it with me to Nagpur, where, reaching at 11:00 at night, the first </summary><link rel='related' href='http://economictimes.indiatimes.com/news/news-by-industry/media/entertainment-/entertainment/worldspace-wont-make-music-in-india-anymore/articleshow/5379418.cms' title='Bye Bye Worldspace Satellite Radio!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=4356068541899072430' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4356068541899072430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4356068541899072430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2011/02/bye-bye-worldspace-satellite-radio.html' title='Bye Bye Worldspace Satellite Radio!'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/TVFYoM0DSzI/AAAAAAAAAfE/-3ZDmlAutR4/s72-c/diva1%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-1452663151308577595</id><published>2010-09-13T01:40:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-13T01:44:53.784+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wild Hogs (No more)</title><summary type='text'>













3 years ago my Friend Ayan wrote a blog post about this movie, how 4 guys forget who they really were and head out into the open roads forgetting  wordly concerns.

But I would not write what it is about, as Ayan has already done a better job.

This is about how the movie moved me. I remember in college days we used to just start up our bikes, head over to far off places with no </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=1452663151308577595' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1452663151308577595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1452663151308577595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2010/09/wild-hogs-no-more.html' title='Wild Hogs (No more)'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/TI0siA10rKI/AAAAAAAAAec/m25vwUrOHl0/s72-c/wild-hogs%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-1538983142379682376</id><published>2010-09-08T19:44:00.025+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-08T19:53:44.883+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Replacing the clutch plates on a RE Thunderbird</title><summary type='text'>A week back, when I was about to leave for office, I noticed the perfect weather. No rain, a cool breeze blowing, I decided to take my bike out.

I started my bike and as soon as I pulled in the clutch and engaged into first gear, the bike jumped forward and stalled. It's as if the clutch wasn't even there. I tried a few more times but the same.

Since the bike was immobile, I called the service </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=1538983142379682376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1538983142379682376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1538983142379682376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2010/09/replacing-clutch-plates-on-re.html' title='Replacing the clutch plates on a RE Thunderbird'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/TIQDHwdPokI/AAAAAAAAAd0/L2pI92WiuMM/s72-c/03092010268.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-1438875452205723651</id><published>2010-09-05T02:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-05T02:00:54.207+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='negative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mass media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='india'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='times of india'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depressing'/><title type='text'>Indian mass media sucks</title><summary type='text'>












The mass media in this country sucks. It really does big time.

Have been regularly reading the newspaper for around 10 years now. Every morning (afternoon now) when I wake up and look at the newspaper, I see the front page covered with negative content. Every single day, without fail. It's either murder, bribery, rape, match fixing or shit about the city you're living in. These </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=1438875452205723651' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1438875452205723651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1438875452205723651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2010/09/indian-mass-media-sucks.html' title='Indian mass media sucks'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/TIKpCfShJ9I/AAAAAAAAAdY/t5ccwG6kS7c/s72-c/Doom%2520and%2520Gloom%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-7117299928143940057</id><published>2010-06-06T01:45:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-08T17:49:00.957+05:30</updated><title type='text'>An American Dinner</title><summary type='text'>Today was a good day! And luck was totally in our favor. I would give lady luck many points for her good behavior today.

The weather was awesome; not raining but cool breeze and hardly any sunlight (pt.1). We headed out to CP a little early than usual which actually turned out to be a great thing because we were able to get tickets for Prince of Persia at CP (pt.2), which is no mean feat as we </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=7117299928143940057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/7117299928143940057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/7117299928143940057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2010/06/american-dinner.html' title='An American Dinner'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/TAquA0QJcmI/AAAAAAAAAc4/pvpX4E3uJI4/s72-c/4672698842_a422db0f56_b_d%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-6953359333731918623</id><published>2010-05-22T01:56:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-22T02:04:20.185+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Great Gig (In Hard Rock Cafe)</title><summary type='text'>Thursday was one of the greatest evenings I have ever had. Me and goru headed out to Hard Rock Cafe to witness the performance of Think Floyd. Of course expectations were high as it was a Pink Floyd tribute band and we had been waiting for over a week for this. Add to that the un-certainty that we may be thrown out because we were not a "couple". The band that night chiefly consisted of

ABHISHEK</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=6953359333731918623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/6953359333731918623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/6953359333731918623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2010/05/great-gig-in-hard-rock-cafe.html' title='The Great Gig (In Hard Rock Cafe)'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4021/4256515808_934f81a036_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-6406976147771361014</id><published>2010-03-22T02:02:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-22T02:07:29.138+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LSD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dibakar bannerjee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dhokha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abuse'/><title type='text'>LSD: Love, Sex aur Dhokha</title><summary type='text'>













Explicit. 


That's the word that comes into your mind when you think about the movie. And explicit not in a bad way but in a bold, "there should be more indian movies like this" way. Dibakar Bannerjee has dared to venture where Indian directors seldom dare to. The movie has everything from sex scenes (blurred, but  clear nonetheless) to explicit abuses to a be-heading scene. When </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=6406976147771361014' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/6406976147771361014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/6406976147771361014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2010/03/lsd-love-sex-aur-dhokha.html' title='LSD: Love, Sex aur Dhokha'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-3397853287616935739</id><published>2010-03-05T04:21:00.031+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-08T03:05:51.431+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bose® In-Ear Headphones</title><summary type='text'>














I recently had the opportunity to use bose in-ear headphones and I was so moved by the experience that I had to write a post.
Firstly, I wanted to know what the hype is about bose products and why they cost so more. Maybe it was this because of which my expectations were high. These bose headphones are good, but not as good as I expected. If you're looking for noise cancelling </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=3397853287616935739' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/3397853287616935739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/3397853287616935739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2010/03/bose-in-ear-headphones.html' title='Bose® In-Ear Headphones'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-6765466915660239924</id><published>2010-02-14T14:01:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-15T02:26:23.399+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spoilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delhi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='audi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expensive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bmw'/><title type='text'>How to become an Upper-Class Delhi-ite</title><summary type='text'>I have a habit of bitching about the places in live in, or visit as witnessed by this, this, this, this, this or this. Here's another one

After staying in the NCR region for a long time and especially after going to various night clubs tonight, I have compiled here, a list of qualities you must possess to be a true Delhi-ite

1. Always talk in fake accented english, so as to make people think </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=6765466915660239924' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/6765466915660239924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/6765466915660239924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-to-become-upper-class-delhi-ite.html' title='How to become an Upper-Class Delhi-ite'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-2055383797582419145</id><published>2010-01-31T03:39:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-31T03:42:47.865+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hell freezes over'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gym'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wretch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='royal enfield'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hotel California'/><title type='text'>Worthless Life</title><summary type='text'>

















Hello. My life has become worthless lately. Reasons:

1. I don't go to the gym anymore. My usual excuses are that I go to office in the evenings and wake up in the afternoon so I can only go to gym in the afternoon. The problem is only very expensive gyms are open in the afternoon.

2. I don't play the guitar anymore. The thing I prided upon doesn't matter much anymore. It </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=2055383797582419145' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2055383797582419145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2055383797582419145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2010/01/worthless-life.html' title='Worthless Life'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/S2SYf-P8tyI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/2BzvyalSgrI/s72-c/IMG_0746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-4617412445861361880</id><published>2010-01-02T04:18:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-15T02:27:34.576+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delhi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghostly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ncr'/><title type='text'>Fog, what amazing fog!</title><summary type='text'>

I remember ranting about fog last year, around the same time of the year. Well, this year, the weather was clear till yesterday. Tonight however, was a different situation altogether. When I left office at 4 in the morning, it was one of the worst fogs I had ever seen. I could hardly see anything and couldn't cross a speed of 20kmph. My only guides were the white markings in the middle of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=4617412445861361880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4617412445861361880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4617412445861361880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2010/01/fog-what-amazing-fog.html' title='Fog, what amazing fog!'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/S0EEEwTvSvI/AAAAAAAAAXE/PiQDrOTbc5k/s72-c/9278-13-the-moonlight-mile%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-4921476450534840153</id><published>2009-11-08T03:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-08T03:39:51.037+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Boring days</title><summary type='text'>Nothing much has been new with life. Had been sick for a week (Cold, fever etc). Have been really busy with work (work in the office, work from home etc.). Want a nice long holiday away from home and somewhere new.

Have been growing a beard and it's pretty good now. Plan to grow it some more before I shave.

Got a new phone (Nokia E-52) and will post a review soon.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=4921476450534840153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4921476450534840153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4921476450534840153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2009/11/boring-days.html' title='Boring days'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-4332079439011989680</id><published>2009-08-24T01:15:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-24T04:32:51.916+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neha dhupia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pulpy orange'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abhay deol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vodka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='screw driver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ek chalis ki last local'/><title type='text'>Pulpy Screwdriver</title><summary type='text'>This Sunday I came back home quite early and was pretty bored. Decided to watch "Ek Chalis Ki Last Local" for the 10th time. Had some spare vodka lying around (Haven't had a drink for a month), as well as some Pulpy Orange so mixed the two and the results were quite satisfying.The movie was quite excellent too! I had already seen the movie many times but the movie never bores me. The movie is </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=4332079439011989680' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4332079439011989680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4332079439011989680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2009/08/pulpy-screwdriver.html' title='Pulpy Screwdriver'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/SpGeMpCcDxI/AAAAAAAAAUg/qqH1ERhtJ4A/s72-c/IMG_0497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-6343454716908677304</id><published>2009-08-16T02:45:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-15T18:00:25.579+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Out of town..</title><summary type='text'>Today, we had an out of town trip after a long long time. It was a refreshing experience after the monotony of Malls and 8 lane expressways. I have to admit though that the trip would have been better on bikes.

The place is called Damdama lake, near Sohna, Haryana. It's around 40km from Gurgaon and the road is a 2 lane normal Indian road. The last mile is a single lane and mostly mud.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=6343454716908677304' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/6343454716908677304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/6343454716908677304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2009/08/out-of-town.html' title='Out of town..'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-4582247142322621778</id><published>2009-08-13T03:37:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-13T03:52:29.235+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='napster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mp3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='windows media player'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='itunes'/><title type='text'>Why I will continue to download pirated music</title><summary type='text'>A few days back, I felt the sudden urge to download a few Dire Strait songs. I'd been hearing about online music stores a lot and felt that for some good songs, less than 1$ is a price worth paying. Come to think of it. A few years back an album cost much more than it does now if you buy and download online. You don't have to leave your computer and your song is there in a few minutes, and all </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=4582247142322621778' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4582247142322621778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4582247142322621778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-i-will-continue-to-download-pirated.html' title='Why I will continue to download pirated music'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-4906997425074376072</id><published>2009-08-07T18:49:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-07T18:49:51.782+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Brothers in Arms</title><summary type='text'>This is an amazing song I've been listening to a lot recently. The song  maintains the original Dire Straits' bluesy and laid back guitar-based sound. The keyboard portions are reminiscent of the style Richard Wright used around the Dark Side of the Moon era.  These mist covered mountainsAre a home now for meBut my home is the lowlandsAnd always will beSome day youll return toYour valleys and </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=4906997425074376072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4906997425074376072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4906997425074376072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2009/08/brothers-in-arms_07.html' title='Brothers in Arms'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-3813443534135535674</id><published>2009-08-01T03:57:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-01T15:55:14.595+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life sucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Too much to do, too little time</title><summary type='text'>Lately I have been feeling that I've been trying to do too much in my life but don't have enough time to do it. Time flows by like a river and boredom is a thing I haven't experienced for a long time. Here're what I do all week. During the weekdays, I wake up at 12.30, go out for sometime, come back home at 2, take a bath, play games from 2.30 to 3.30, do a little office work, have my lunch at 4,</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=3813443534135535674' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/3813443534135535674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/3813443534135535674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2009/08/too-much-to-do-too-little-time.html' title='Too much to do, too little time'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-6676182882045591243</id><published>2009-03-19T04:01:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-19T04:19:53.285+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='steal cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grand theft auto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='police'/><title type='text'>Playing GTA non-stop has made me crazy</title><summary type='text'> These days whenever I'm roaming around on my bike, instead of the care-free leisurely way I used to earlier, I'm constantly tensed and looking out for cops. Whenever I see cops anywhere,  I either speed up and run away, turn around and go the other way or turn into an alley. Whenever I see a cop car moving slowly behind me, I always think that it's following me, ready to fire it's siren anytime </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=6676182882045591243' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/6676182882045591243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/6676182882045591243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2009/03/playing-gta-non-stop-has-made-me-crazy.html' title='Playing GTA non-stop has made me crazy'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/ScF5ufpacNI/AAAAAAAAATA/d7A8igmr5a0/s72-c/Grand-Theft-Auto-Series.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-4210457634667137908</id><published>2009-03-15T03:43:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-17T03:51:23.935+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ek chaalis ki last local'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hazaaron khwahishen aisi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bollywood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gulaal'/><title type='text'>Nice movies..</title><summary type='text'>I'm blogging after a long time today. Today was a nice day. I saw two very good hindi movies. The first one was gulaal which I saw at pvr. The movie is funny, shocking, meaningful and realistic, all at the same time. It kind of reminded me of hazaaron khwahishen aisi which is another one of my favorite hindi movies. The character are very well defined and each one stands out on it's own. Leaving </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=4210457634667137908' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4210457634667137908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4210457634667137908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2009/03/nice-movies.html' title='Nice movies..'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-2785415898889131142</id><published>2009-01-18T03:56:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-22T04:45:48.676+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My job is like a medical intern's</title><summary type='text'>I've been watching scrubs a lot lately and I think I can relate to that lifestyle because I have a similar job. Now, I'm not remotely connected to the medical profession, but there are many similarities between my job and that of a medical intern.1. We both work in shifts, mostly nights.2. We both have to work under high pressure situations, time being of essence.3. We both get to work on cases. </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=2785415898889131142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2785415898889131142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2785415898889131142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-job-is-like-medical-interns.html' title='My job is like a medical intern&apos;s'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/SXerHwB_vEI/AAAAAAAAAR0/DSj7AedaIIQ/s72-c/scrubs_-_group_4.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-8161467396852101824</id><published>2009-01-14T04:32:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-14T16:07:32.849+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I can adjust pushrods!!!</title><summary type='text'>DISCLAIMER: If after reading this, someone burns his engine valves or manages to get the pushrod off it's rocker, please don't come to me to claim damages.This is one of the things that have been plaguing enfield owners from over half a century. The feature that gives the bullet it's distinctive thump is also one of the performance bottlenecks of the engine and also a source of racket. Unlike </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=8161467396852101824' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/8161467396852101824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/8161467396852101824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-can-adjust-pushrods.html' title='I can adjust pushrods!!!'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-4150879215606993307</id><published>2009-01-05T03:37:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-05T03:44:54.083+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nevada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='las vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='google maps'/><title type='text'>My trip to Las Vegas</title><summary type='text'>Apparently I had a fabulous weekend in Las Vegas, Nevada. Don't believe me? Check out the google maps screenshot. According to the google maps on my mobile, my location with an accuracy of 700m is at or near Las Vegas. In reality, I spend my weekend rotting at home watching TV :-( Talk about buggy software.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=4150879215606993307' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4150879215606993307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4150879215606993307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-trip-to-las-vegas.html' title='My trip to Las Vegas'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/SWEzgo74D8I/AAAAAAAAARU/qtm0m9SF_uY/s72-c/Screenshot0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-7633488109997449941</id><published>2009-01-01T04:18:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-01T04:32:25.269+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='connaught place'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karol bagh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='janakpuri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jhandewalan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dwarka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rajiv chowk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='delhi metro'/><title type='text'>Why I like the delhi metro</title><summary type='text'>Maybe because I like to be among the crowd. Maybe I feel secure lost in the sea of humans. But I really like just getting on the metro and going for a ride to no particular destination. One gets to see people of different cultures and places of different cultures. One of my favorite routes is Dwarka sector 9, where I park my bike to Rajiv Chowk. One gets to see the urban scarcely populated Dwarka</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=7633488109997449941' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/7633488109997449941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/7633488109997449941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-i-like-delhi-metro.html' title='Why I like the delhi metro'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/SVv28mY7oUI/AAAAAAAAARM/k2Wu7iHZAJk/s72-c/p148916-Delhi-delhi_metro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-2224919869829299415</id><published>2008-12-30T04:08:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-30T04:24:15.738+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='low visibility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office'/><title type='text'>Bleak night</title><summary type='text'>No, this is not a futuristic laser weapon. It's my bike's headlight. The way it looks like this is because it's trying to penetrate the thick fog before dying midair before managing to reach the road. Fog conditions here were at it's worst tonight with visibility down to a few meters. The journey back home from office which usually takes a few minutes took almost 20 minutes. I couldn't drive </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=2224919869829299415' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2224919869829299415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2224919869829299415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/12/bleak-night.html' title='Bleak night'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/SVlSvUPBi5I/AAAAAAAAARE/K6Qd-fyRikM/s72-c/30122008(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-115548674171661043</id><published>2008-12-18T15:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-16T16:35:00.045+05:30</updated><title type='text'>To the 15(16?) year old wannabe</title><summary type='text'>
The post below was written a few years back, but somehow did not get published. I think it is about a girl whose blog I used to follow, though I am not sure.

Ah! It would be fair to start with the fact that you are as immature as your blog. I know that some people don't age mentally as fast as they do chronologically, but they are immature in different ways. Remember the 10 year old kids </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=115548674171661043' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/115548674171661043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/115548674171661043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2006/08/to-1516-year-old-wannabe.html' title='To the 15(16?) year old wannabe'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-2088036370686692712</id><published>2008-12-10T05:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:19:52.281+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pink floyd wall live berlin roger waters bryan adams scorpions van morrison'/><title type='text'>The Wall - Live in Berlin</title><summary type='text'>I had heard of the Pink Floyd Wall Live concert in Berlin for a long time but never got around to watching it. After hearing and reading about it a lot, I decided to watch it. After all it had great names associated with it like Roger Waters, The Scorpions, Bryan Adams and Van Morrison. The Wall Live concert in Berlin is a live rendition of their album "The Wall". The playlist is almost the same </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=2088036370686692712' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2088036370686692712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2088036370686692712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/12/wall-live-in-berlin.html' title='The Wall - Live in Berlin'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/STxCxixc3QI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/FqAgIKv8YEs/s72-c/Pink_Floyd-The_Wall-Frontal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-4189290673772116209</id><published>2008-12-06T01:29:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-06T01:48:32.900+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl wedding kayastha sonal bisaria balding roommate gurgaon husband girl'/><title type='text'>Bride needed for Kayastha boy</title><summary type='text'>I am looking for a prospective bride for my Kayastha roommate. He is now frustrated and needs a girl. Since he cannot get a girlfriend, he has turned to marriage. Criteria for the girl are1.  Should not be taller than my roommate i.e. 5 feet 4 inches2.  Colour no bar3.  Same caste is preferred, though some other caste would do fine if exceeding the other criteria.4.  Should be working. Company </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=4189290673772116209' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4189290673772116209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4189290673772116209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/12/bride-needed-for-kayastha-boy.html' title='Bride needed for Kayastha boy'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/STmLW7_2tzI/AAAAAAAAAQw/C_CklWC0xFo/s72-c/history_img%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-841415377903508646</id><published>2008-11-24T15:20:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-24T15:31:19.247+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike chandigarh road trip enfield delhi'/><title type='text'>Road Trip</title><summary type='text'>This weekend, I did what I wanted to do since many years. I wen to Chandigarh by bike, alone. Had slept very late friday night (in fact Saturday morning), still woke up at 8 to beat the early morning traffic. Wasn't feeling very well(was suffering from cold and allergy) so went to the neighbourhood doctor who jabbed a syringe full of some medicine in me and I was up and running in half an hour. </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=841415377903508646' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/841415377903508646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/841415377903508646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/11/road-trip.html' title='Road Trip'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-1643852376504682120</id><published>2008-11-16T02:29:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-16T02:55:29.642+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike enfield thunderbird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip pockets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accident'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='delhi c beer music sucks rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deshdrohi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='someplace else'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kolkata'/><title type='text'>Saturday..</title><summary type='text'>Had a very eventful Saturday. Woke up late as usual around 2 PM. Picked up goru and went to meet ARC to CP in the evening. Went to a pub called blues in the outer circle. A guy was singing love duets with some girl strumming a guitar and playing the rest of the instruments through fruity loops or saw on his laptop. No one was least interested in him until he played some GnR song and Goru sang </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=1643852376504682120' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1643852376504682120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1643852376504682120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/11/saturday.html' title='Saturday..'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-5651006148522495812</id><published>2008-11-07T20:40:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-07T22:03:23.270+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='green apple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='durex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='condom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newspaper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advertisement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forbidden fruit'/><title type='text'>Amazing Advertisement - Durex</title><summary type='text'>I saw this amazing ad of an apple flavored condom in the newspaper today and thought I just had to put it up here.  I applaud the people who thought of the captions. Click on the image to see a bigger version."Your turn to seduce her with the forbidden fruit" Ha Ha.. "Next time she's hungry for love, offer her a heavenly temptation."This is creativity at it's best. Excellent Job!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=5651006148522495812' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/5651006148522495812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/5651006148522495812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/11/amazing-advertisement-durex.html' title='Amazing Advertisement - Durex'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/SRRayiEebVI/AAAAAAAAAQI/DTrQEIk_D-Q/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-6495895134448949683</id><published>2008-11-05T01:25:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-05T01:28:02.296+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gain weight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy bastard gym food alcohol guitar music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat'/><title type='text'>How to gain weight rapidly</title><summary type='text'>I am writing this from my personal experience over the past 2 months or so. The easiest way to gain weight is to go to gym for a few days and then stop going for a week or so. Go again for a few days and then stop going for a week. I don;t know why this happens, I just start eating like crazy after I go to the gym and the effect remains for a few days even after I have stopped working out. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=6495895134448949683' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/6495895134448949683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/6495895134448949683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-to-gain-weight-rapidly.html' title='How to gain weight rapidly'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-1975976145465824332</id><published>2008-10-24T18:22:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-24T18:43:35.339+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gracy singh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamaal khan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asshole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deshdrohi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Deshdrohi.. (The one who betrays his own country)</title><summary type='text'>This is a goofy trailer of a movie doing the rounds on Tv these days. The name of the movie is "Deshdrohi". It's based on the atrocities committed by Raj Thakrey's goons against "North Indians" namely biharis. The guy is shown to be threatened by a police inspector on the phone and called a bhikhari(beggar). To which he replies "Hey Inspector.. Mera naam rajkumar singh yadav hai.. aur yadav sirf </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=1975976145465824332' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1975976145465824332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1975976145465824332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/10/deshdrohi-one-who-betrays-his-own.html' title='Deshdrohi.. (The one who betrays his own country)'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-2667579895890523347</id><published>2008-10-12T16:40:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:43:24.946+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hotel keralaphonia california yeagles eagles kerala phonia'/><title type='text'>Hotel Kerala-phonia</title><summary type='text'>This is an excellent parody-cover of the legendary Eagles song. Too bad only Indians would be able to understand the humour in this.Here a link to download this song (773kb)On the road to TrivandrumCoconut oil in my hairWarm smell of avialRising up through the air Up ahead in the distanceI saw a bright pink tube-lightMy tummy rumbled, I felt weak and thinI had to stop for a biteThere he stood in </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=2667579895890523347' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2667579895890523347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2667579895890523347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/10/hotel-kerala-phonia.html' title='Hotel Kerala-phonia'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-2796497583338638923</id><published>2008-10-08T15:29:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-08T15:40:26.176+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maruti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waheguru'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alto'/><title type='text'>Finance</title><summary type='text'>Earlier today I saw this guy driving this car with this goofy message printed on the back. Click on the photo to see a bigger version.Now I wonder of being an atheist was such a good idea after all. I could sure use a car in this heat. :D</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=2796497583338638923' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2796497583338638923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2796497583338638923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/10/finance.html' title='Finance'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/SOyGrAyUuCI/AAAAAAAAANQ/CaVsUlqayuI/s72-c/08102008(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-1756242386342673339</id><published>2008-09-29T00:56:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-29T01:07:11.089+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hari puttar harry potter home alone shit movie'/><title type='text'>One of the worst movies of all time - Hari Puttar</title><summary type='text'>All the honest pleas of the makers of this movie that it has no resemblence to the Harry Potter series is very true. Only because the whole script has been stolen from the Home Alone series. Not only the script, all the scenes are almost exactly the same. Only, this movie is much much worse and the budget must have been horrendously low. The actors and actresses are horrible and the cross-eyed </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=1756242386342673339' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1756242386342673339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1756242386342673339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-of-worst-movies-of-all-time-hari.html' title='One of the worst movies of all time - Hari Puttar'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-1384291135323763117</id><published>2008-09-23T16:03:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-23T16:49:26.609+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electric car innefficient petrol diesel'/><title type='text'>Electric Car - A farce</title><summary type='text'>The electric car is one of the biggest objects of farce in today's age. People keep on crying about how electric cars run on electricity and not by burning hydrocarbons and hence they are less polluting and "environment friendly" Ha. Ha. Looks like the people who say this have never believed in anything written outside text books and tabloids or understood a  few simple concepts of physics. Let's</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=1384291135323763117' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1384291135323763117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1384291135323763117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/09/electric-car-farce.html' title='Electric Car - A farce'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/SNjLRKnHs8I/AAAAAAAAANI/W4WgW2odD80/s72-c/ev2%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-962364044923999882</id><published>2008-09-15T09:16:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:28:39.371+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcohol no sleep insomnia bastard hungry headache lemon'/><title type='text'>Alcohol blues</title><summary type='text'>I really envy those people who, after having enormous quantities of alcohol just pass out and then sleep for hours without any care in the world. I, myself am not so lucky. Each time I have a lot of alcohol, especially a cocktail of different types, after a disturbed sleep of a few hours, I wake up with a headache and a hunger unable to sleep anymore however hard I try. The few hours of sleep I </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=962364044923999882' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/962364044923999882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/962364044923999882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/09/alcohol-blues.html' title='Alcohol blues'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-7658743487615779556</id><published>2008-09-15T08:11:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-15T08:26:00.417+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abuse sexist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misognyst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate women'/><title type='text'>I'm not a misognyst</title><summary type='text'>Contrary to what people accuse me of, I'm not a misognyst. I don't hate women at all. People seem to think this way because they may have seen me abuse them as I abuse others. But that is only because I firmly believe in the equality of men and women. If I can abuse my male friends without them feeling bad about it, why can't I abuse their female counterparts in exactly the same way? Also, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=7658743487615779556' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/7658743487615779556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/7658743487615779556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-not-misognyst.html' title='I&apos;m not a misognyst'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-347057164915970506</id><published>2008-09-08T22:23:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-08T22:41:32.304+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Deja Vu, some very wierd experiences</title><summary type='text'>This seems straight out of the Final Destination movies. Today when I was sleeping in the afternoon, I had a vivid dream that I was in the CERN large Hadron Collider making some repairs with some other people when it strikes that if someone wants, they can switch it ON with me inside it and there's nothing I can do about it. Now, the large Hadron Collider is a circular tunnel located 100m </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=347057164915970506' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/347057164915970506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/347057164915970506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/09/deja-vu-some-very-wierd-experiences.html' title='Deja Vu, some very wierd experiences'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-3335888499040872756</id><published>2008-09-07T01:08:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-07T01:28:53.422+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='delhi cafe morrison moets south ext defence colony beer music sucks rock dj bastard'/><title type='text'>The Rock Scene in Delhi sucks...</title><summary type='text'>Today I got my relocation refunds back from office and decided to do what I used to do in Nagpur and Kolkata and never did once in Delhi. I decided to go to some awesome rock pub and listen to awesome music and have some awesome beer. With Goru with me(He even wore a Ramones T-Shirt for the occasion), I drove all the way to South Ext. from Gurgaon to look for the much Hyped "Cafe Morrison". </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=3335888499040872756' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/3335888499040872756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/3335888499040872756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/09/rock-scene-in-delhi-sucks.html' title='The Rock Scene in Delhi sucks...'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-2260713850300310115</id><published>2008-08-27T06:10:00.015+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-28T06:18:32.515+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hilary clinton fergie mayawati karan johar jamie lee curtis trannies transsexuals'/><title type='text'>Famous Trannies</title><summary type='text'>These are some people who I suspect are trannies disguised as women living a normal life in our society. Coincidentally they are all disguised as women. Here are a few of them.1. Jamie Lee CurtisShe looks like a man and even has a man's name. Word has it her parents were confused when she was born whether she was a man or a woman so named her Jamie. She tried her best to show off her body </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=2260713850300310115' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2260713850300310115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2260713850300310115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/08/famous-trannies.html' title='Famous Trannies'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/SLSkB5zgjuI/AAAAAAAAAL4/HVzUQ6rsQXE/s72-c/Jamie-Lee-Curtis-furious.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-4690762185016330067</id><published>2008-08-25T21:54:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-25T22:01:56.543+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike enfield thunderbird cam connecting rod crank overhaul engine'/><title type='text'>Engine failure..</title><summary type='text'>Poor zapeedo, my trusty steed was recently struck down recently in the midst of his prime from a faulty connecting rod and crank. Now it's at the greedy bloodsucking company service center waiting for a complete engine overhaul. Though it would be gone for a week now, and even after that I wouldn't be riding it hard for quite some time, I couldn't resist one last ride of thrill on him.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=4690762185016330067' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4690762185016330067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4690762185016330067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/08/zapeedo-down.html' title='Engine failure..'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/SLLdDqyq5mI/AAAAAAAAALw/L-U8uSsJapg/s72-c/22082008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-658504210369651263</id><published>2008-08-20T19:10:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-20T19:18:02.852+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep sleepless zzzzzzz'/><title type='text'>Sleep!!</title><summary type='text'>I feel sleepy.. That would have been a good thing if it was 3'O Clock at night which is the time I generally want to sleep but I can't. At that time even if I am dead tired, I lay turning on the bed able to doze off only after an hour or so. It's here in office that sleep beckons to me the most and it's so tempting that I just want to go grab a bean bag, find a quiet corner and doze off... </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=658504210369651263' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/658504210369651263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/658504210369651263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/08/sleep.html' title='Sleep!!'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/SKwgR7B3HAI/AAAAAAAAALo/v7cJjl_qD3Q/s72-c/Sleep%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-5384903644472918349</id><published>2008-08-11T02:28:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-11T02:33:08.747+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy bastard gym food alcohol guitar music'/><title type='text'>Lazy bastard 2...</title><summary type='text'>I have indeed been very lazy for the past year. I haven't been to the gym for more than 10 days, i haven't really played my guitar. What i've done is eaten a lot, drank a lot and wasted money a lot. I have used numerous excuses to myself to explain my laziness. Since most of the reasons stand invalid now, i've decided to turn over a new leaf and completely overhaul my life. Even though i perceive</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=5384903644472918349' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/5384903644472918349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/5384903644472918349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/08/lazy-bastard-2.html' title='Lazy bastard 2...'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-1645814736484707617</id><published>2008-08-04T01:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-04T01:56:25.560+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uneducated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gurgaon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haryanvi'/><title type='text'>How to become a certified Citizen of Gurgaon</title><summary type='text'>Here's how you can become a true blue citizen of Gurgaon and blend right in with the people here.

1. Be in a farmer family for generations, and when the I.T. boom hits your city, sell the land for 500 times the original amount and become a millionaire overnight.
2. Buy a swanky car, write your children's name on the rear window and raid the hip night clubs. Show that you have a lot of money but </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=1645814736484707617' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1645814736484707617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1645814736484707617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-to-become-certified-citizen-of.html' title='How to become a certified Citizen of Gurgaon'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-4499559785404075125</id><published>2008-07-20T01:03:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-20T01:33:48.909+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='screw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selfish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>The Loner</title><summary type='text'>As the famous saying goes, everyone comes to this world alone and everyone leaves this world alone. People might argue otherwise but then those people are naive and living in a delusionary state. The only people who give a damn about you are your parents. Everyone else is just there in your good times. People might tell you they care about you, but all they care about is the good time you give </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=4499559785404075125' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4499559785404075125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4499559785404075125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/07/loner.html' title='The Loner'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-699444365743264043</id><published>2008-06-30T16:40:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-30T17:10:05.670+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dlf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fools'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='juliet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pizza'/><title type='text'>Freaky day</title><summary type='text'>Well, yesterday was one hell of a Sunday. Had to stay home all day because the carpenters were doing their work and then in the evening as they left, it started to rain and we were trapped at home. We were sitting at our balcony and enjoying the rain when we saw a couple in the opposite house on the 3rd floor scooping water with mugs and buckets out of their balcony and throwing it in the streets</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=699444365743264043' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/699444365743264043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/699444365743264043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/06/freaky-day.html' title='Freaky day'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/SGjA1ydfSUI/AAAAAAAAALg/AMX-V9lLNRk/s72-c/29062008(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-8044304564028734450</id><published>2008-06-21T22:06:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-21T22:45:25.052+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smirnoff vodka farewell resignation kolkata city of joy booze alcohol'/><title type='text'>Smirnoff (Simran-off as called by waiters)..</title><summary type='text'>This was a farewell gift from my office colleagues. By the way I quit my job today and am officially unemployed right now. Will be joining my new job on the 2nd and will enjoy unemployment till then. And the best part!!! I am leaving the city of kill-joy forever!! HA HA HA!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=8044304564028734450' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/8044304564028734450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/8044304564028734450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/06/smirnoff.html' title='Smirnoff (Simran-off as called by waiters)..'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/SF0v-kaZxiI/AAAAAAAAALY/iGBxg36ALrg/s72-c/IMG_0133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-2852957854733866070</id><published>2008-06-19T19:41:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-19T20:09:31.145+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='citizen ecodrive jinx watch accident riot nagpur chandigarh'/><title type='text'>Jinxed watch</title><summary type='text'>The watch in question is a Citizen EcoDrive WR50 model. It was brought by my mom for me in 2001 from a Citizen store in Chandigarh, Sector-22 and cost around 4500 bucks. Since then, we have had a rough history together. Still remember the University riots at the end of first year in Nagpur. Students were protesting against the abysmal results the university had declared. We were standing amongst </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=2852957854733866070' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2852957854733866070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2852957854733866070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/06/jinxed-watch.html' title='Jinxed watch'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/SFps8agFXeI/AAAAAAAAALQ/HMEcDJe2z_c/s72-c/IMG_0132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-4598970009285117279</id><published>2008-06-17T00:03:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-17T00:26:36.269+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seinfeld'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Battleships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jerry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Battery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cocaine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eric Clapton'/><title type='text'>Blog Post</title><summary type='text'>I am writing a post for my blog because I haven't written one for quite some time. The few people who do come to my blog are now bored of the panty ad. I have no idea what to write. Seinfeld is coming on the TV and Jerry is disturbed because the maid whom he started having sex for has stopped cleaning. What the fuck am I writing? Don't I have anything better to write now? My phone is running out </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=4598970009285117279' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4598970009285117279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4598970009285117279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='Blog Post'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-5087237727247054416</id><published>2008-05-27T17:02:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-27T17:05:26.879+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lux'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panty ad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reema lagoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laxmi chachi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny ad'/><title type='text'>Hilarious Ad</title><summary type='text'>This is an extremely funny ad going around on TV these days. What has the advertisement industry come to?</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=5087237727247054416' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/5087237727247054416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/5087237727247054416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/05/hilarious-ad.html' title='Hilarious Ad'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-1164224812446466977</id><published>2008-05-21T23:13:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-21T23:24:38.704+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PETA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beggar'/><title type='text'>Monkey Business</title><summary type='text'>Found this funny video on youtube. An old man has taught his monkey to beat him using a stick in hopes people will pay him for the scene.Click here to see the videoBetter than him beating the monkey and PETA guys suing the ass out of him.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=1164224812446466977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1164224812446466977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1164224812446466977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/05/monkey-business.html' title='Monkey Business'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-7949825905477457783</id><published>2008-05-16T00:08:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-16T00:22:22.282+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cafe coffee day pda public display of affection'/><title type='text'>P.D.A. -2</title><summary type='text'>This is what I saw at Cafe Coffee Day today. P.D.A. at it's best. The guy is sitting in such a funny position, it made me and my friends laugh. Freak, just get on top of her and be done with it..</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=7949825905477457783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/7949825905477457783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/7949825905477457783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/05/pda-2.html' title='P.D.A. -2'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/SCyGTDqhgWI/AAAAAAAAAKw/9YBYUuuMNNo/s72-c/15052008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-3318490145122118221</id><published>2008-05-10T15:55:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-10T16:08:14.621+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog scurvy dawg'/><title type='text'>Hello.</title><summary type='text'>Life's been pretty even these days. Wake up late, barely manage to get to office before it is too late, come back from office, sleep for a while, sit around on the internet and then go out for dinner/beer after 10 when the traffic is bearable. Watch a little TV and then go to sleep and then the cycle repeats again the next day. It's now 100 posts and almost 2 and a half years since I started </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=3318490145122118221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/3318490145122118221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/3318490145122118221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello.html' title='Hello.'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-6869645193105372888</id><published>2008-05-06T00:38:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-06T00:52:33.079+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orkut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diesel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frank'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asshole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='franklin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freak'/><title type='text'>Freak..</title><summary type='text'>One place where you can always find freaks in excess is orkut. Here is one of them. Calls himself the "Sexiest guy in town". Well, the question is, if the guy really is the sexiest guy in town, why does he have a photo of Vin Diesel on his profile? Apparently, the guy's biggest passion is girls. The activity he engages himself in is "Making love". As usual, the music that he likes is "Rock". I </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=6869645193105372888' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/6869645193105372888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/6869645193105372888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/05/freak.html' title='Freak..'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-2245438688721157306</id><published>2008-05-01T22:05:00.016+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-04T12:26:50.926+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloodshot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cornea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retina'/><title type='text'>Eyes..</title><summary type='text'>This is what my eyes look like these days. Sit in front of the computer all day long in office. Then come back and watch TV, or play on the PSP. Then sit in front of my laptop and have to study. At the end of the day, it makes me want to pull my eyes out from the roots and squash it beneath my feet(Kill Bill 2 style). That sure would be a relief. Head feels the same.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=2245438688721157306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2245438688721157306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2245438688721157306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/05/eyes.html' title='Eyes..'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-4540310509689330595</id><published>2008-04-28T23:34:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-29T11:40:51.046+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rahul dravid cricket ipl royal challengers bangalore chennai team india'/><title type='text'>Rahul Dravid</title><summary type='text'>Poor guy. Some talented people(like me) are never appreciated in this world. Take Rahul Dravid. This guy's career has been full of nothing but bad luck &amp; criticism. Started playing for the Indian Cricket team in 1996. Was soon dropped after. Showed commendable performance in tests but never really managed to click in the one dayers. He's one of the only three Indian batsmen who have scored 10000 </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=4540310509689330595' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4540310509689330595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4540310509689330595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/04/rahul-dravid.html' title='Rahul Dravid'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-1501161775791531894</id><published>2008-04-21T22:14:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-29T11:41:47.069+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shahrukh khan cricket ipl kolkata knight riders cheating'/><title type='text'>How to win a cricket match</title><summary type='text'>Imagine getting dressed for over an hour to go see your city's cricket team play at your city's "prestigious" stadium. Imagine applying that extra oil in your hair and taking out your favorite dhoti for the cricket match. And then imagine your team losing to Hyderabadi's. What do you do then? Simple!! You switch off the stadium lights and allow your players to catch some much needed breath. This </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=1501161775791531894' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1501161775791531894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1501161775791531894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-to-win-cricket-match.html' title='How to win a cricket match'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-4163793502447428922</id><published>2008-04-11T23:56:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-29T11:42:14.595+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pda public display of affection sex kolkata park street'/><title type='text'>P.D.A. in Kolkata</title><summary type='text'>(P.D.A = Public Display of Affection)I don't know what's up with this city. But one thing that you will abundantly find in all good quality restaurants is P.D.A. This is because of the high price of hotel rooms in city or because people like to show they have girlfriends, I may never know unless I ask some couple myself. They can be found in all the good restaurants and pubs on Park Street. They </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=4163793502447428922' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4163793502447428922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4163793502447428922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/04/pda-in-kolkata.html' title='P.D.A. in Kolkata'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-7979678744706786399</id><published>2008-04-11T14:12:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-29T11:42:35.112+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tamil nadu chennai losers hair oil comments'/><title type='text'>Best comment yet!!</title><summary type='text'>Today I got a new comment on one of my earlier posts on How to become a certified Tamil. The post seems to be attracting all sorts of freaks(Tamils I think) who seem to think my blog is crap but spend more time writing a comment than I spent writing the post itself. Ha Ha!! To check out the post, click here.. Just check out the comments. He He.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=7979678744706786399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/7979678744706786399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/7979678744706786399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/04/best-comment-yet.html' title='Best comment yet!!'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-7490988427364968245</id><published>2008-04-10T23:14:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-29T11:43:44.916+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kajol ekta kapoor gauri khan karan johar esha deol farah khan losers ugly bollywood'/><title type='text'>6 Ugliest Women in Bollywood</title><summary type='text'>Here is a list of 6 of the ugliest bitches in Bollywood(Indian Film Industry). Wonder why people still like them.Kajol:- She's plain ugly. She looks like a man. Her lips are a straight line and her smile is the same ways. She has bushy eyebrows and looks disgusting. Why do people like her? That I may never know.Ekta Kapoor:- She's so damn ugly. She has a face similar to and as big as a watermelon</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=7490988427364968245' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/7490988427364968245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/7490988427364968245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/04/5-ugliest-women-in-bollywood.html' title='6 Ugliest Women in Bollywood'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-1629485231723725545</id><published>2008-04-06T22:34:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-29T11:44:02.113+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enfield bike rain flyover thrill'/><title type='text'>Thrill!</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I discovered a new kind of thrill. I had just left office and was on my way home when it started raining. Not just a drizzle but a heavy downpour. Too lazy to go back or take shelter somewhere, I decided to go on. Upon reaching the long flyover on my way home, I decided to go really fast. So I twisted the throttle of my bike open and raced ahead. The thrill and excitement I experienced </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=1629485231723725545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1629485231723725545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1629485231723725545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/04/thrill.html' title='Thrill!'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-7534404355745639734</id><published>2008-03-26T19:56:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-29T11:44:18.598+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids children losers hate rotten'/><title type='text'>Why I hate kids..</title><summary type='text'>Because they are disgusting. All of them. I cannot stand them and I hate them. Kids of all age groups suck. The really tiny ones are bad. They look so slimy always covered with drool, piss &amp; shit. They are bawling most of the time and never let anyone sleep within a 20 meter radius. They are in their best form at night when everyone has to sleep. One gets to experience this often if they tries to</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=7534404355745639734' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/7534404355745639734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/7534404355745639734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-i-hate-kids.html' title='Why I hate kids..'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-2656771395007309012</id><published>2008-03-17T22:16:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-29T11:44:32.739+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy bastard couch potato'/><title type='text'>Lazy Bastard..</title><summary type='text'>Yeah.. That's what I have become.. I was surprised today to see that a few people still visit my blog. Well the reason why I don;' blog these days is not that I am too busy to blog. It's because I have nothing to do at all.. Yeah. That's exactly what I have been doing lately.. Nothing at all.. I go to office in the mornings, work all day, come back in the evening, laze around, watch TV, read a </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=2656771395007309012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2656771395007309012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2656771395007309012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/03/lazy-bastard.html' title='Lazy Bastard..'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-4012303153289405732</id><published>2008-02-15T12:16:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-15T12:33:49.156+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My list of mobile handsets</title><summary type='text'>I'll go back in time now and make a list of all the handsets I have owned till date. You may notice that the list is quite long.Reliance LG RD2030 (CDMA) - My first phone.Nokia 3530 - My first color phone, inspired by BhaveshSamsung C100Samsung X100Nokia 1100 (Had a torch)Some Nokia Reliance Phone I don't rememberNokia N-Gage QDNokia 3510iO2 Xphone IIMotorola C350Nokia 6100O2 X2Nokia E50O2 Xphone</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=4012303153289405732' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4012303153289405732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4012303153289405732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-list-of-mobile-handsets.html' title='My list of mobile handsets'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-3888745423497620716</id><published>2007-11-29T22:33:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-29T11:44:48.614+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression chocolate'/><title type='text'>How to get over depression effectively..</title><summary type='text'>Click for a larger imageHere, from personal experience, I am going to explain how to get over depression effectively and permanently, with the help of a graphical depiction. Time is denoted in the X-Axis and Level of Happiness in the Y-Axis.. The Dark blue horizontal line depicts the zero-level of happiness. The border where happiness turns into depression and vice-versa. The graph is denoted by </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=3888745423497620716' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/3888745423497620716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/3888745423497620716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2007/11/how-to-get-over-depression-effectively.html' title='How to get over depression effectively..'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/R07yJDnUwhI/AAAAAAAAAIc/7cFsFLuB2Xs/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-2567940013633120537</id><published>2007-10-17T19:05:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-29T11:45:06.132+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kolkata hell loser city traffic jam'/><title type='text'>Kolkata</title><summary type='text'>This city fucked me again. Today while going to office I was stuck in a Traffic Jam because some truck filled with human excreta had collapsed on the A.J.C. Road Flyover. It took more than an hour for the jam to clear. Couldn't even go back because the Jam extended behind us for more than a kilometer and soon the whole flyover was covered with Traffic.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=2567940013633120537' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2567940013633120537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2567940013633120537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2007/10/kolkata.html' title='Kolkata'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/RxYQbSTOTCI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ypwLm5xuS0A/s72-c/17102007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-5177087591234671347</id><published>2007-10-14T23:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-14T23:37:02.180+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Aquarius</title><summary type='text'>                                               AquariusJan 22 - Feb 21               Sign of Nature     The Philosopher       Ruling Planet     Saturn, Uranus       Symbol     The Pot       Element     Air       Color     Electric Blue       Metal     Platinum       Gem Stone     Aquamarine, Blue Sapphire       Quality     Fixed                Characteristics      You are lively, inventive, </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=5177087591234671347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/5177087591234671347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/5177087591234671347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2007/10/aquarius.html' title='Aquarius'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-8383933448199826563</id><published>2007-09-20T21:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-20T22:05:40.926+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Why astrologers suck big time..</title><summary type='text'>Because they are frauds. And cheaters. They prey on the superstition and ignorance of people and not only do they rob people off their money, but also cause them harm. Few days ago, on TV while browsing channels, I happened to chance upon a show where astrologers cheat people. A class XII pass out had just called and told the astrologer he wanted to pursue engineering and if it was a good time to</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=8383933448199826563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/8383933448199826563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/8383933448199826563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2007/09/why-astrologers-suck-big-time.html' title='Why astrologers suck big time..'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-3444056494948225504</id><published>2007-09-17T20:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-20T22:04:37.172+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Discrimination</title><summary type='text'>Song of the week:- Rhiannon by Fleetwood Mac</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=3444056494948225504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/3444056494948225504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/3444056494948225504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2007/09/discrimination.html' title='Discrimination'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/Ru6XKGZjq1I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0ztA8acAv8s/s72-c/03092007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-1994859780360167412</id><published>2007-09-12T19:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-13T13:42:48.707+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Review of Royal Enfield Thunderbird</title><summary type='text'>My bike would be 4 years old in January next year. So I thought it'd be appropriate to write a review. The bike named zapeedo and later re-christened to silver lightning has never let me down. It has been through thick and thin for more than 40,000 kilometers. Except for a few specks of rust, it still stands strong and graceful. Here are a few pros and cons I have noticed with the bike till now:-</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=1994859780360167412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1994859780360167412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/1994859780360167412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2007/09/review-of-royal-enfield-thunderbird.html' title='Review of Royal Enfield Thunderbird'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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-19668173.post-5970909597514519988</id><published>2007-08-11T21:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-11T22:14:20.275+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Windows Vista</title><summary type='text'>Looks like Windows Vista is finally catching up with more and more people.. Just like this cobbler who it seems is a user of Windows Vista. Now this is what Microsoft means by bringing computing to the masses..</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=5970909597514519988' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/5970909597514519988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/5970909597514519988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2007/08/windows-vista.html' title='Windows Vista'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/Rr3knrUbMdI/AAAAAAAAAEM/p9QhJE13ic0/s72-c/cobbler+vista.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-7158733330545804314</id><published>2007-07-16T18:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-16T18:53:13.606+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Nokia Guys</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday my phone got soaked in rain along with me. So took the phone to the Nokia Care Center People. After a long wait, they made me a job sheet. Just take a look at it if you may. Click on the image to open a bigger version..Here are a few details I would like to point out:-If I dictate the address as "57", how can anyone write "ST" instead of that?? I can understand someone may make that </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=7158733330545804314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/7158733330545804314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/7158733330545804314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2007/07/stupid-nokia-guys.html' title='Stupid Nokia Guys'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/RptwcWKeEpI/AAAAAAAAAD8/XFdcGvcuVJw/s72-c/Image004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-3791248172443431776</id><published>2007-07-01T19:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-01T19:57:57.665+05:30</updated><title type='text'>How to become a certified Tamil</title><summary type='text'>Want to become a true Tamil? Need a free step-by-step guide to help you? Well you have come to the right place!!! Just use the following points and you are ready to be a true-blooded Tamil.Choose a true Tamil name. For the first name, choose any of the names from Selva, Anna, Naga, Chola etc. To this, affix any of the names like Rajan, Arjunam, Swamy by using any permutation/combinations of your </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=3791248172443431776' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/3791248172443431776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/3791248172443431776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-to-become-certified-tamil.html' title='How to become a certified Tamil'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-5853041397486981960</id><published>2007-06-25T23:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-25T23:56:59.683+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Appeal from Samudra</title><summary type='text'>hey there!well i have been thinking for sometime to let everyone know about stray dogs. please dont hate stray dogs. dogs are the man's best friend, and also they are totoally dependent on us. nature provides food for every animal,cows-grass(not what you are thinking) ,snakes-rats, rats-grains, pigs-roots,cats can prey on fish, birds and also others foods(without permission).....but dogs are </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=5853041397486981960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/5853041397486981960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/5853041397486981960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2007/06/appeal-from-samudra.html' title='Appeal from Samudra'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/RoAHeqGwclI/AAAAAAAAADc/X4RYpV0Lm9o/s72-c/9c30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-2165689949940932383</id><published>2007-06-20T02:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-20T02:39:12.515+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Great Advertising</title><summary type='text'>Somewhere on the streets of Mumbai..</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=2165689949940932383' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2165689949940932383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/2165689949940932383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2007/06/great-advertising.html' title='Great Advertising'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/RnhF16GwckI/AAAAAAAAADU/rRurVN9MtZ8/s72-c/jet-kf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-5666075546915066507</id><published>2007-06-18T19:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-18T19:31:58.880+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Boxer</title><summary type='text'>Saw a goofy movie today. It was called BOXER. It starred Mithun and is the story of a guy called Shankar who's father is a boxer. He gets thrown in the jail for theft where a boxer named Tony teaches him boxing and after coming out of jail, he becomes a professional boxer. Unfortunately in one of his fights, he gets hit in the left eye and the doctor tells him that if he gets hit there again, he </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=5666075546915066507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/5666075546915066507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/5666075546915066507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2007/06/boxer.html' title='Boxer'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AcIGMt8d8U8/RnaQKqGwcjI/AAAAAAAAADM/6sX47GPoV4k/s72-c/Boxer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19668173.post-4212105441987829395</id><published>2007-06-17T01:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-01T23:09:08.629+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Kolkata..</title><summary type='text'>This place still sucks... All these months away, I had expected atleast some improvement but no!! Yes, there are changes, but no improvements. The traffic is as bad and the roads worse. Riding a bike is a pain in this city. The other day, I was almost run over by a tram. Yes, the tram tracks are on the road itself. Whenever it rains, the traffic situation becomes much worse. It's also hot, humid </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19668173&amp;postID=4212105441987829395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4212105441987829395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19668173/posts/default/4212105441987829395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescurvydawg.blogspot.com/2007/06/kolkata.html' title='Kolkata..'/><author><name>Scurvy Dawg</name><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></feed>
