<?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-12420301</id><updated>2012-02-09T12:21:18.749+05:30</updated><category term='It Just happened that way'/><category term='My stories'/><category term='My Experiences'/><category term='My thoughts'/><title type='text'>Abyssal Tumbler</title><subtitle type='html'>I shall empty my mind by pouring my thoughts into this Tumbler...Thanks to Blogsopt for giving enough memory to take off things frm my head.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Prakash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16656205972490303557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12420301.post-5241357604007384332</id><published>2006-12-08T16:59:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-05T08:49:42.390+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My stories'/><title type='text'>Stimulating the Right Brain</title><summary type='text'>A week back, I asked a colleague to explain something to me. As he started to explain, I felt sleepy and yawned several times.I hurried through the tutorial session and noddded my head for every thing spoken and quickly came out of his cabin. Later that night, I had to painfully go though the materials all by myself. I felt that 03:00 pm was wrong time to ask a doubt as my stomach was full after </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/feeds/5241357604007384332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12420301&amp;postID=5241357604007384332' title='148 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/5241357604007384332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/5241357604007384332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/2006/12/stimulating-right-brain.html' title='Stimulating the Right Brain'/><author><name>Prakash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16656205972490303557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>148</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12420301.post-116374375717069627</id><published>2006-11-17T11:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-13T19:54:21.535+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My thoughts'/><title type='text'>A Train Journey to Madras -I</title><summary type='text'>It was Thursday night 23:45 in Whitefield railway station. Waiting for Cauvery Express, i was nostalgically thinking of my past. Whitefield is a small suburb in outskirts of the city of boiled beans-Blore. The British built the small railway station located at the end of Whitefield. During the colonial regime, all trains from Blore to Madras would stop here briefly. But shortly after independence</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/feeds/116374375717069627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12420301&amp;postID=116374375717069627' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/116374375717069627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/116374375717069627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/2006/11/train-journey-to-madras-i.html' title='A Train Journey to Madras -I'/><author><name>Prakash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16656205972490303557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12420301.post-115563920758135455</id><published>2006-08-15T15:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-13T19:55:08.953+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My thoughts'/><title type='text'>My Country enters 60.</title><summary type='text'> Independence day was yet another holiday with a 2 hour morning attendence at school. A chief guest, usually the school principal, would hoist the flag followed by the national anthem. There will be a small speech by the chief guest. Some time these chief guest were related to some freedom fighters. 90% of their speech contents would be a good revision for history exams...but tht 10% of unique </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/feeds/115563920758135455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12420301&amp;postID=115563920758135455' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/115563920758135455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/115563920758135455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-india-enters-60.html' title='My Country enters 60.'/><author><name>Prakash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16656205972490303557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12420301.post-115232569313939296</id><published>2006-07-08T07:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-13T19:44:01.097+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Shell Experience</title><summary type='text'>It was thrusday evening, i was about to get back home and i realised tht i have to fill fuel in my bike. This time i went to a Shell outlet in the AECS layout. It had 12 counters in total. There was a seperate counter alloted for two wheelers. I entered the booth from wrong side and a security gaurd politely guided me to the right counter and told me the right side to enter the bunk. The employee</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/feeds/115232569313939296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12420301&amp;postID=115232569313939296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/115232569313939296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/115232569313939296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/2006/07/shell-experience.html' title='The Shell Experience'/><author><name>Prakash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16656205972490303557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12420301.post-115035224762530323</id><published>2006-06-14T09:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-22T12:04:48.176+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It Just happened that way'/><title type='text'>fundoo Gyaan on giving joy to others</title><summary type='text'>This week and weekend had some mixed moods.Some nagging family problems got solved a lil bit. My younger brothers wife's father called him and spoke to him.They are muslims and did not approve the marriage. My S-I-L was worrried and got sick; and finally her mother spoke to her this week.There was huge sigh of releif tough the problems are not fully solved. Her mother is yet to approve the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/feeds/115035224762530323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12420301&amp;postID=115035224762530323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/115035224762530323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/115035224762530323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/2006/06/fundoo-gyaan-on-giving-joy-to-others.html' title='fundoo Gyaan on giving joy to others'/><author><name>Prakash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16656205972490303557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12420301.post-115009752225608734</id><published>2006-06-12T11:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-01T10:45:13.096+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It Just happened that way'/><title type='text'>Aasif ---Fanaa!</title><summary type='text'>I took a resolution loong back on updating the blog on regular basis. One ,it should improve my writting skills-something that never improved since school days.It will be really a great one to read all these things 20 years from now. hmmmmmmm....Let me make a attempt (count=1)It was good week and weekend. Plato is leaving this weekend to Gurgaon. i had very nice time with him for a year and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/feeds/115009752225608734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12420301&amp;postID=115009752225608734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/115009752225608734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/115009752225608734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/2006/06/aasif-fanaa.html' title='Aasif ---Fanaa!'/><author><name>Prakash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16656205972490303557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12420301.post-114706729678792399</id><published>2006-05-08T10:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-08T11:23:38.243+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It Just happened that way'/><title type='text'>An Angel's Avoidable Anger ...</title><summary type='text'>Recently, i came across a blog, the author of whom i know not......I usually read blogs of people whom i dont know and it has been my self imposed policy of not to post any comments.I donno why i left some comment in this blog, May b i was compelled to write a single word in praise of her fotos, but ended up typing some random thoughts tht precipitated in my mind then....as if the was not enough,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/feeds/114706729678792399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12420301&amp;postID=114706729678792399' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/114706729678792399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/114706729678792399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/2006/05/angels-avoidable-anger.html' title='An Angel&apos;s Avoidable Anger ...'/><author><name>Prakash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16656205972490303557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12420301.post-113958072605492528</id><published>2006-02-10T18:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-08T09:51:05.473+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Experiences'/><title type='text'>Kadugodi Police &amp; Cyber Crime</title><summary type='text'>Recently, we came to know about a fraudulent website that claims to sell Nokia cell phones for throw away price, and it can only be purchased online using credit cards. As dutiful citizen four of P9 members went to Kadugodi police station, to alert the cops about possible Internet scam. Indians usually have unknown fear in meeting police, and we are brought up listening to dialogues like “how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/feeds/113958072605492528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12420301&amp;postID=113958072605492528' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/113958072605492528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/113958072605492528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/2006/02/kadugodi-police-cyber-crime.html' title='Kadugodi Police &amp; Cyber Crime'/><author><name>Prakash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16656205972490303557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12420301.post-113957756587966310</id><published>2006-02-10T18:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-24T12:02:45.583+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It Just happened that way'/><title type='text'>Baptizing the group ……“Stirring the Hornet’s nest”</title><summary type='text'>We are into a new project and that is to give a identity to ourselves, a group of 20+ ppl…all from the same institute, stretched out on mother earths lap…It all started with a simple job of opening a G~ group. Someone asked us to suggest a name….prompt came 2 names…..X and Y…each with solid backing by small disjoint  subset of ppl….Supporters of X andY tried to persuade the rest to vote for their</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/feeds/113957756587966310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12420301&amp;postID=113957756587966310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/113957756587966310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/113957756587966310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/2006/02/baptizing-group-stirring-hornets-nest.html' title='Baptizing the group ……“Stirring the Hornet’s nest”'/><author><name>Prakash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16656205972490303557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12420301.post-113404836415370506</id><published>2005-12-08T16:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-14T17:59:46.270+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It Just happened that way'/><title type='text'>Stocking Muscles and Money</title><summary type='text'>Lot of things things happend this week. I joined Gym. I was motivated by my friend "Plato". After a thorough inquiry i found that 10:30 am to 3:30 pm the gym will be virtually empty. I really had to find such a slot for my work out to save some embarassments and as guessed i had tough time for first few days..I fell down while doing push-ups,, stretch outs....hmm things just did not stop at gym..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/feeds/113404836415370506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12420301&amp;postID=113404836415370506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/113404836415370506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/113404836415370506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/2005/12/stocking-muscles-and-money.html' title='Stocking Muscles and Money'/><author><name>Prakash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16656205972490303557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12420301.post-113275225193715098</id><published>2005-11-23T18:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-02T14:05:10.993+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Experiences'/><title type='text'>Tele-Marketing: A Nuisance or Entertainment?</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday, I was watching “Friends”. Lisa Kudrow (as call center gal) made me feel call center jobs cud well be entertaining for both the parties. Earlier I used to get peeved to receive any call that tries to sell me some stuff over phone, but now after seeing this serial, I thought I can covert these intrusive and invasive calls into nuggets of entertainment during work hours. One of my friends</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/feeds/113275225193715098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12420301&amp;postID=113275225193715098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/113275225193715098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/113275225193715098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/2005/11/tele-marketing-nuisance-or.html' title='Tele-Marketing: A Nuisance or Entertainment?'/><author><name>Prakash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16656205972490303557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12420301.post-112834190368243441</id><published>2005-10-03T11:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-22T17:49:27.986+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Experiences'/><title type='text'>The Call Center Chicanery</title><summary type='text'>Servicing the customer needs has been the motto of every company. Be it soap or Software product. Call-Center gals play important role in the growth and retention of customer base for every company, and as in every job this too has its own strenuous expectations and need quality soft skills. It may be true that US customers shower call center gals with torrent of racial and sexual slurs, but I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/feeds/112834190368243441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12420301&amp;postID=112834190368243441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/112834190368243441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/112834190368243441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/2005/10/call-center-chicanery.html' title='The Call Center Chicanery'/><author><name>Prakash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16656205972490303557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12420301.post-112171316029592517</id><published>2005-07-18T22:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-23T16:02:08.636+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It Just happened that way'/><title type='text'>Student Life .....</title><summary type='text'>Last week was quite hectic- as usual. Yet another week to feel happy about being here. I cannot imagine working like this elsewere. This weekend was great revelation cum relaxation.I was just thinking about my school college days. When i think of past i am filled with mixed emotions.. But, very thankfully, i have trained myself to forget the dark.......I recollect with sweet fondness of my quest </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/feeds/112171316029592517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12420301&amp;postID=112171316029592517' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/112171316029592517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/112171316029592517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/2005/07/student-life.html' title='Student Life .....'/><author><name>Prakash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16656205972490303557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12420301.post-112081524060468365</id><published>2005-07-08T13:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-19T19:02:11.760+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It Just happened that way'/><title type='text'>And my rummmage continues......</title><summary type='text'>Two months after creating this blog, i found some time to post my thoughts. ....and yea, i still continue to search for some unknown stuff everywhere... I wonder why god apparently gives so many choices...I try my best to keep my choice list as small as possible but alas! i still have to choose from the TWO. This has been most difficult for me., and i have been doing the ad-hoc stuff.. but anyway</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/feeds/112081524060468365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12420301&amp;postID=112081524060468365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/112081524060468365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12420301/posts/default/112081524060468365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebycee.blogspot.com/2005/07/and-my-rummmage-continues.html' title='And my rummmage continues......'/><author><name>Prakash</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16656205972490303557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
