<?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-5062133</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:18:44.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>nenu</title><subtitle type='html'>A window to the past</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395652278240775329</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>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062133.post-93895405</id><published>2003-05-06T20:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-11T19:18:08.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happiness and sadness&lt;br /&gt;how do i see the difference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a wave of emotion hits me&lt;br /&gt;and washes away my memory &lt;br /&gt;before i try to see what caused it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and back to the deepened shallow feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062133-93895405?l=vennela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/93895405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/93895405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93895405' title=''/><author><name>moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395652278240775329</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062133.post-93026833</id><published>2003-04-22T00:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-22T00:40:41.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>emani raayanu.. ninnu emani pogadanu...&lt;br /&gt;ennallayindi ninnu choosi... nee chentha visraminchi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okkokka ooha, cheppaleni bhaavalaki janmanisthunte&lt;br /&gt;nuvvu tanayyi, tanu nuvvayyi, nannu nenuga lekunda chesthunnave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malle puvva.. nuvuu evari varaala mootavo...&lt;br /&gt;vennela muthyamga... ninnu evaru naa munduncharo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malle puvva... nuvvu evari oohala chitranivo..&lt;br /&gt;nuvu andavani.. taaralani varinchina jabilli... ninnu thana paatalo undanivvaledu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nenu paadathanu .. neekosam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chandamaama raave.. jaabilli raave..&lt;br /&gt;kondekki raave.. . malle poolu theeve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062133-93026833?l=vennela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/93026833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/93026833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93026833' title=''/><author><name>moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395652278240775329</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062133.post-92378072</id><published>2003-04-10T15:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-10T18:39:36.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062133-92378072?l=vennela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/92378072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/92378072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92378072' title=''/><author><name>moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395652278240775329</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062133.post-92377830</id><published>2003-04-10T15:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-10T15:24:47.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A beautiful song makes sense to me after a long time... some times i see its impact instantaneously and sometimes it shows its beauty in enormous ways thoughtout my lifetime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one such song is by sree seetharamasastry... which i tried to translate word to word , thereby unfortunately loosing its poetic flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;telugu&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neelaakaasam lo harivillu choopinchava nalla nallani meghalu&lt;br /&gt;bangaru rangula kalalu choopinchava.. nadireyi lo neeli kallu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urume vintu uliki paduthu unte chiguru thodigedela pasidi pantachenu&lt;br /&gt;merupe vintu murisipothu unte manasu chesthundira nemali narthanaalu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kammuku vachhe kaala raathiri ante maro sooryodayaaniki choolaalanta&lt;br /&gt;alupanipinche kalathalemiti ante nijam kaaboyee oohala baruvenanta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to come.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;english&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wont the darkest clouds show the beautiful rainbow in the blue sky!&lt;br /&gt;wont the beautiful blue eyes show golden dreams in the deep night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will the field ever grow prosperously.. if it is afraid of the sound of thunder...&lt;br /&gt;see the majestic lightning.. and your heart will do the dance of the peacock..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the invading dark night is concieving (is pregnant with) tomorrow's bright sunlight...&lt;br /&gt;those thoughts that are wearing you down.. are nothing but the wieght of your dreams that are going to become true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to come.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062133-92377830?l=vennela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/92377830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/92377830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92377830' title=''/><author><name>moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395652278240775329</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062133.post-92075042</id><published>2003-04-06T00:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-06T00:43:56.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am a fool.. i am a fool... i am a fool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062133-92075042?l=vennela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/92075042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/92075042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92075042' title=''/><author><name>moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395652278240775329</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062133.post-92051805</id><published>2003-04-05T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-05T14:16:23.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>come back to me.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was passing by the path,knowing not where i want to go. A tree looked at me and said.."where are you my friend.. where did you go why did you stop writing about me.. did you fall in love with a beautiful girl?". "Love?" i said, "i do not know what love is and i am no bard to write about you." "so were you behind a beautiful girl?" "yes, i was .. but i was not behind.. i want to just be with her" "Look at yourself... you once wanted to be with me..its the same thing. you will leave her for something else." "I think i already left her." "what for this time?" " i do not know...i dont have an answer.. i have an emptiness in me that cannot be filled, i felt she would be filling it, but i understood she was searching for her own soul.. and could not fill mine. i may never find what i want" "then please come backto me , i want you.." "no.. i dont want to come back.. i do not know what love is.. and i do not how to be with you..so troubled i am , i cannot think of anything else other than laughing at it. i am happy , happy that i am sad, i am sad.. sad that i am happy. i am lonely,  i am lonely, so lonely that i cannot hear myself. the me has left me, may never come back" " was it ever there?" the tree asked. "i do not know..." . "Then love me.. come back to me..you will not be lonely, i will be there for you." "Why do you want me to be with you?" "I like the way you talk about me.. i like the way you want to write about me.." "You are selfish too", i said. " Oh, why do you think you write about me?", the tree asked. "I write because i do not want my thoughts about you to go away.. and i dont this its love.."  "How can you say so , when you say you dont know what love is." &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062133-92051805?l=vennela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/92051805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/92051805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#92051805' title=''/><author><name>moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395652278240775329</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062133.post-91461345</id><published>2003-03-27T00:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-27T19:50:43.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>vennello yeekantham.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;solitude in moonlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one who longs for solitude in moonlight is foolish. &lt;br /&gt;..............................................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062133-91461345?l=vennela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/91461345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/91461345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91461345' title=''/><author><name>moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395652278240775329</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062133.post-91460723</id><published>2003-03-27T00:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-27T00:20:07.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>be happy&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how to make you happy. I know only how to fight, how to fight the worries that bother you. you think i am lying. &lt;br /&gt;what more can i do, wheni dont want to see you sad. i dont know, i dont know. i try to be silly, i try to be mysterious,&lt;br /&gt;i try to convince you that i can make the sky your blue carpet, on which you can sail away without worries, &lt;br /&gt;i try to weave words that do not make sense, neither to me nor to you, only to hope that you will read them and forget what you are doing.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i always loose, and these pebbles remain with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i take them out and toss them in to the sea, so wise it is, it collects them and feeds to its children.&lt;br /&gt;you see them one day, and like them so much, you would want to wear them. then i know, my work&lt;br /&gt;was not a waste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062133-91460723?l=vennela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/91460723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/91460723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91460723' title=''/><author><name>moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395652278240775329</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062133.post-91458552</id><published>2003-03-26T23:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T23:40:27.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062133-91458552?l=vennela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/91458552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/91458552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91458552' title=''/><author><name>moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395652278240775329</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062133.post-91458298</id><published>2003-03-26T23:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T23:38:21.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i did not know i had a heart.. till you came to be in it..without your knowing&lt;br /&gt;but i now know it has pain, as my heart had only your image.. and not you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hard it is to be with this incessant happiness , and its ever-present twin.. sadness..&lt;br /&gt;worry not about me, for i know how to deal with pain..&lt;br /&gt;i have been doing since i knew about myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look to the nature to find something that would destroy my pain, or something that makes me understand why things happen&lt;br /&gt;i read book, i read poems, i read people, i read nature, i read the wind, i read the water, i read the sunrise, i read the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;and a tiny wisdom says, "fool you are, what has anyone got by reading..start to feel it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is feeling? asked myself, and i saw for the first time eternal silence, in her completness, &lt;br /&gt;so seductive was she, i wanted to be with her forever, &lt;br /&gt;alas, she has to be with more troubled souls..&lt;br /&gt;i will win her in a duel, said i, with all my might,&lt;br /&gt;she said, i will have to fight my self to win with her..&lt;br /&gt;knowing not what that meant, i returned to the question.. what is feeling.. &lt;br /&gt;so attracted to me, she was, she turned returned to me always..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i win her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062133-91458298?l=vennela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/91458298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/91458298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91458298' title=''/><author><name>moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395652278240775329</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062133.post-91408121</id><published>2003-03-26T07:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T07:55:47.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> I lived like you probing &lt;br /&gt; the interminable star,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; and in my net, at night, I awakened naked,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; the only catch, a fish trapped in the wind.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- pablo neruda.. enigmas. quoted in mindwalk (movie)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062133-91408121?l=vennela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/91408121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/91408121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91408121' title=''/><author><name>moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395652278240775329</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062133.post-91407879</id><published>2003-03-26T07:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T07:50:10.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you were my sun, in the snowy winter...&lt;br /&gt;you are the beauty in the budding spring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where would i have been if not for the thoughts of you..&lt;br /&gt;so lonely , so near ...yet so far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062133-91407879?l=vennela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/91407879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/91407879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91407879' title=''/><author><name>moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395652278240775329</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062133.post-91393106</id><published>2003-03-26T00:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T00:13:37.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why dont i long to be with you..&lt;br /&gt;why dont i always want to speak with you&lt;br /&gt;why dont i see you in everything that surrounds me..&lt;br /&gt;why cannot i write verses about you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it because i dont love you?  i dont think it is love..&lt;br /&gt;for i do not know what love is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is it in me that wants me do all i want to do...&lt;br /&gt;what is it in me that does not make me do them..&lt;br /&gt;do you know.. please tell me if you do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062133-91393106?l=vennela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/91393106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/91393106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91393106' title=''/><author><name>moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395652278240775329</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062133.post-91392895</id><published>2003-03-26T00:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-27T19:55:05.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a memorable friend it is..&lt;br /&gt;it visits me, when i am with happiness&lt;br /&gt;so jealous is it about happiness, it snatches away her..from me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i makes its presence felt in my head.. in my neck.. in the nerves.. in the shoulders.until it reaches &lt;br /&gt;the whole of my body..&lt;br /&gt;pain .. in its various colors... in various places..&lt;br /&gt;can anyone see it? no .. i hid it..because i am not a proud that i own it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do i erase it... do i smile at others to tell them i will drive her away from me..&lt;br /&gt;it will be a lie.... for i know how powerful pain is...i am with it... it is making me write this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have not won.. and i will not give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062133-91392895?l=vennela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/91392895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/91392895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91392895' title=''/><author><name>moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395652278240775329</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062133.post-91226047</id><published>2003-03-23T10:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-23T10:42:48.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i saw a dancing tree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you look at it today.. it was so happy&lt;br /&gt;swaying in the wind , as if it were dancing along with it...&lt;br /&gt;talking with it...with the sweet romances between returning lovers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you know before watching it, that the august winds are romantic as well..&lt;br /&gt;not missing a singe chance to wrap around the most beautiful ones, leaving the others in jealousy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the tree started singing.. with all its moving leaves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"did you come to me, as i cannot move..&lt;br /&gt; or is it your love for me that brought you here..&lt;br /&gt; do you know you cannot stay forever.. you have work to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; you have to make the seasons happen, you have to bring the clouds to its lovers.. the earth, the oceans&lt;br /&gt; you are the palquin bearer for the oceans to help them reach the sky...&lt;br /&gt;you have to turn into gentle breeze .. to carry the scent of lovers to their lovers...&lt;br /&gt;you have to turn the wheel to bring water for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much work to do.. why do you stay with me..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the wind said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;nothing is more important to me.. than the moment that i spend dancing with you...&lt;br /&gt;i am myself.. unbound, unrestricted,.. wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i come here to apologise, for what i have done to you in the past..&lt;br /&gt;i have undressed you, in my fury.. i wiped away all that was yours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with these few moments that i got to spend with you,  &lt;br /&gt;you make me fight with time , for it doesnt let me stay with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will always be here... taking care of you&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard what the tree said to itself... "broken promises..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062133-91226047?l=vennela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/91226047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/91226047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91226047' title=''/><author><name>moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395652278240775329</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062133.post-91213486</id><published>2003-03-23T01:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-23T10:11:51.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>not a day beings in my life.. without her lovely face in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;not an evening is full without her sweet voice&lt;br /&gt;not a night passes by without the sweet nothings that happen&lt;br /&gt;oh what more can i say.. when she is all by me ... all my days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062133-91213486?l=vennela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/91213486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/91213486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91213486' title=''/><author><name>moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395652278240775329</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062133.post-90995606</id><published>2003-03-19T10:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-19T14:18:22.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>naanaaTi baTuku&lt;br /&gt;raagam: rEvati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taaLam: aadi&lt;br /&gt;Composer: Annamaacaarya&lt;br /&gt;Language: telugu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pallavi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nAnATi patuku nATakamu&lt;br /&gt;kAnaka kannati kaivalyamu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CaraNam 1 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puTTuTayu nijamu pOvuTayu nijamu&lt;br /&gt;naTTa naTimi pani nATakamu&lt;br /&gt;yeTTa neduTagaladI prapaNcamu&lt;br /&gt;kaTTagaTapaTiti kaivalyamu&lt;br /&gt;(naanaaTi) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CaraNam 2 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuTicEdannamu Shoka cuTTeDidi&lt;br /&gt;NaTu mantrapu pani nATakamu&lt;br /&gt;voDigaTTu konina vubhayakarmulu&lt;br /&gt;gaTidATinapuDE kaivalyamu&lt;br /&gt;(naanaaTi) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CaraNam 3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tekadu pApamu tIradu puNyamu&lt;br /&gt;naki naki kAlamu nATakamu&lt;br /&gt;yevakune ShRI vEngkaTEShvaru Telika&lt;br /&gt;gakhanamu mItiti kaivalyamu&lt;br /&gt;(naanaaTi) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[from -- http://www.geocities.com/promiserani2/c1508.html ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062133-90995606?l=vennela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/90995606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/90995606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90995606' title=''/><author><name>moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395652278240775329</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062133.post-90994388</id><published>2003-03-19T10:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-19T10:21:10.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>listening to this song.. and thought would be interesting to post it here ( i should ask someone to translate this):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(anr/ aaradhana)&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naa hridayamlO nidurimcE celii!&lt;br /&gt;kalalalOnE kavvimcE sakhii&lt;br /&gt;mayoorivai vayaarivai nEDE &lt;br /&gt;naTanamaaDi neevE &lt;br /&gt;nannu dOcinaavE &lt;br /&gt;||naa hridayamlO!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nee kannulalOna - &lt;br /&gt;daagenulE vennelasOna &lt;br /&gt;cakOramai nini varimci &lt;br /&gt;anusarimcinaanE kalavarimcinaanE &lt;br /&gt;||naa hridayamlO!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naa gaanamulO neevE &lt;br /&gt;praaNamugaa pulakarimcinaavE &lt;br /&gt;pallavigaa palukarimcaraavE &lt;br /&gt;nee veccani neeDa - &lt;br /&gt;velasenu naa valapula mEDa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nivaaLitO cEyicaaci &lt;br /&gt;edurucoocinaanE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nidura kaacinaanE&lt;br /&gt;||naa hridayamlO!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062133-90994388?l=vennela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/90994388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/90994388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90994388' title=''/><author><name>moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395652278240775329</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062133.post-90975997</id><published>2003-03-19T01:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-19T01:39:48.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohh so much work..i didnt want to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. here is some thing for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winter never comes with snow..it comes with your grim face.&lt;br /&gt;spring dances with your smile as its stance...&lt;br /&gt;autumn leaves with me , looking at the autumn leaves&lt;br /&gt;there is no meaning to these lines, as you are not with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062133-90975997?l=vennela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/90975997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/90975997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90975997' title=''/><author><name>moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395652278240775329</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062133.post-90730086</id><published>2003-03-14T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-14T16:16:54.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Confluence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flowing together of two or more streams..&lt;br /&gt;wish we were so, but we are two extremes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say the sun always sets, you say the sun always rises&lt;br /&gt;arent we both true? ... no...&lt;br /&gt;truth is when we say the above together....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine a place filled with all the beauty that i can think of&lt;br /&gt;need i tell you? it will be one where you are present, along with me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fall onto silence, for it gives me the energy to think...&lt;br /&gt;you enjoy talking, for it makes you happy..&lt;br /&gt;silence, and talking, arent they together, one begins where the other ends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never have you listened to what i said...&lt;br /&gt;never have i been unaware of what you say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confluence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062133-90730086?l=vennela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/90730086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/90730086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90730086' title=''/><author><name>moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395652278240775329</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062133.post-90722619</id><published>2003-03-14T13:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-14T14:03:39.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is it wrong to wish, to want, to celebrate your presence, to describe you as no one has done before.&lt;br /&gt;to adorn you with these graceless beads of words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would be happy if you say , these trifles are dull...&lt;br /&gt;but you said i should not make them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dreamer , that i am,&lt;br /&gt;what do i know other than this,&lt;br /&gt;what can i do other than this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062133-90722619?l=vennela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/90722619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/90722619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90722619' title=''/><author><name>moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395652278240775329</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062133.post-90700341</id><published>2003-03-14T04:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-14T14:19:12.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i long to see you smile, no matter how sad you are..for that is the mirror that i want to see.. &lt;br /&gt;i long to see tears in your eyes, no matter how happy you are..for they are my raindrops that show me the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;i long to feel the breeze that passes through the woods..that passed through you, it is untouched by all the beauty that comes in between..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062133-90700341?l=vennela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/90700341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/90700341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90700341' title=''/><author><name>moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395652278240775329</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062133.post-90699967</id><published>2003-03-14T04:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-14T16:13:24.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh jasmine flower!&lt;br /&gt;how lucky you are,&lt;br /&gt;to be a star in her starry hair,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for you got to be with her in my dream,&lt;br /&gt;which for me is still a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chirunavvuu.... naaku nuvvante kopam, nuvvu aamethoti unnavani..&lt;br /&gt;nenu navvithe naa deggaraki ochesthavani.. naaku nuvvante istham..&lt;br /&gt;nuvvochina aame raadani telisi.. nee meeda malli kopam... aamenu ontariga odilesthaavani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062133-90699967?l=vennela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/90699967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/90699967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90699967' title=''/><author><name>moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395652278240775329</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062133.post-89454909</id><published>2003-02-20T16:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-20T16:18:37.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href = "http://www-gap.dcs.st-and.ac.uk/~history/Mathematicians/Erdos.html"&gt;paul erdos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062133-89454909?l=vennela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/89454909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/89454909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89454909' title=''/><author><name>moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395652278240775329</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062133.post-89271100</id><published>2003-02-17T19:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-17T19:28:29.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cs.rpi.edu/~goldberg/03-spring/2-hw.pdf"&gt;hmm...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062133-89271100?l=vennela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/89271100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/89271100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89271100' title=''/><author><name>moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395652278240775329</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062133.post-89269265</id><published>2003-02-17T18:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-17T18:53:28.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>belated valentine wishes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062133-89269265?l=vennela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/89269265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062133/posts/default/89269265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vennela.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89269265' title=''/><author><name>moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04395652278240775329</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></entry></feed>
