<?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-8363731</id><updated>2011-07-29T12:17:14.217-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Growls of a Street Mongrel !</title><subtitle type='html'>Darkness draws near and lfe is almost at the edge. But i will keep on barking, scaring the stranger like nuts. Anyways, who gives a damn about "wot the mongrel has gotta say?"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-113947643893650606</id><published>2006-02-09T04:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T04:13:58.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rang De Basanthi</title><summary type='text'>The much awaited ‘Rand De Basanthi’ got released and I went for it along with Indu. Pretty good first half, the funky youth and the kool, freaky style; but they overdid the second half…made the scenes more tragic, overdid Aamir’s Punjabi dialect… and gets themselves killed without spreading catastrophe. The whole gang of Poo and Lachu were there for the movie, 10 of them. The music is good with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/113947643893650606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=113947643893650606&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/113947643893650606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/113947643893650606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2006/02/rang-de-basanthi.html' title='Rang De Basanthi'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-113947638938433639</id><published>2006-02-09T04:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T04:13:09.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Internal Trauma</title><summary type='text'>The loss of a foot or leg is not half as bad. These new artificial limbs have joint which often work better than the real thing, and if you get arthritis you can cure it with the oil can.When things go adrift between friends, then nothing makes sense. And it is the same now with Fat-ass and Fatso. Fat-ass (a.k.a. Neyimon) got involved with this gal, Neethu (sure I have written about her earlier) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/113947638938433639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=113947638938433639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/113947638938433639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/113947638938433639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2006/02/internal-trauma.html' title='Internal Trauma'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-113947629133408466</id><published>2006-02-09T04:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T04:11:31.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>‘Marriages Happen in Heaven’</title><summary type='text'>  Sanju chettan got married and Christ another male down the drain. What do people gain by getting married, a companion to listen to and to talk, safe sex when ever required and wat else? It stinks, the whole idea f marriage, sucks. The other day, myself, Hajir Ikka, Althea, Eslitha and the others of the 5ft gang had this talk about marriage and stuff. Myself and Althea agreed on almost </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/113947629133408466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=113947629133408466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/113947629133408466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/113947629133408466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2006/02/marriages-happen-in-heaven.html' title='‘Marriages Happen in Heaven’'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-113947604384516156</id><published>2006-02-09T04:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T04:07:23.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today we are red, tomorrow we are dead.</title><summary type='text'>"Heute sind wir rotten,morgen sind wir totten."Today we are red, tomorrow we are dead. The damned clock has kept me away from my blog for more than a fair share of time. Nothing much happened these days, just got pretty cosy with quite lotta seniors. It was the college elections, and by jolly God, I wished Sudhish chettan and Poornima emerged as winners, but alas the jolly God about whom I said </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/113947604384516156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=113947604384516156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/113947604384516156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/113947604384516156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2006/02/today-we-are-red-tomorrow-we-are-dead.html' title='Today we are red, tomorrow we are dead.'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-113947591469775036</id><published>2006-02-09T04:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T04:05:14.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sticking on to New Year Resolution</title><summary type='text'>Sticking on to my New Year resolution till now, i.e; No BOOZE nor Fagg the whole year! Maybe I gonna get soaked in Booze the next year, but 2006 witnesses a complete dry me. No stimulants and nothing what so ever that gonna get me high. I thought there gonna be serious withdrawal symptoms, but nope… everything went fine. And Christ it was easy for me as if slicing butter with a stiletto to say no</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/113947591469775036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=113947591469775036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/113947591469775036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/113947591469775036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2006/02/sticking-on-to-new-year-resolution.html' title='Sticking on to New Year Resolution'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-113496861547727337</id><published>2005-12-18T23:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T00:03:35.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaky Chakra</title><summary type='text'>Things are back on a roll, i meant about the assignments and seminars and all crap. The viscious circle bak on full swing. Colege has closed and will reopen on the 2nd of Jan 2006. Another year is fast approaching and one has got its last sunsets coming. i will be shifting with frnds from my Granpas place. No new movies nor anything else. these days am into cricket like hell, palys it every other</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/113496861547727337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=113496861547727337&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/113496861547727337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/113496861547727337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2005/12/freaky-chakra.html' title='Freaky Chakra'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-113387055851840395</id><published>2005-12-06T06:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T07:04:35.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aint Juniors A Pain in Ass and Fun?</title><summary type='text'>The classes are back on swing. Gotta submit the political science assignment on the 8th. i plan to do the seminar on Budhism, it seems like it gonna fetch me extra internal marks. How kiddish the whole notion is.The juniors got classes till the evening and these days i got pretty much time to know more about them. i met this junior named Indu and she seems good; not good looking or anything,but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/113387055851840395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=113387055851840395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/113387055851840395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/113387055851840395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2005/12/aint-juniors-pain-in-ass-and-fun.html' title='Aint Juniors A Pain in Ass and Fun?'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-113325349845949931</id><published>2005-11-29T03:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T06:50:59.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Fever</title><summary type='text'>The second semester exams got over by the 31st of October, and the much dreaded first semester results were published. The results held a surprise for me, man I passed all subjects. Though I had written the exams nicely and was positive about clearing all the papers at that time, time brought butterflies into my stomach. They cherished on the knowledge of the dreadful results of yester years and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/113325349845949931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=113325349845949931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/113325349845949931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/113325349845949931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2005/11/exam-fever.html' title='Exam Fever'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-113325343229879086</id><published>2005-11-29T03:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T03:37:12.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Alive</title><summary type='text'>Days go with splendour and nights in grace. Nothing to complain about nor anything to cry. A very healthy relation with all my class mates and sure the deceased being given the respect they deserve. The seminars are oer and I didn’t do all that bad in sociology and politics. History was a big failure, coz I was seeing free days far ahead rather than checking the things for the moment. Juniors </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/113325343229879086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=113325343229879086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/113325343229879086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/113325343229879086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2005/11/still-alive.html' title='Still Alive'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-113325311593410241</id><published>2005-11-29T03:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T06:26:29.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Travelogue - To Ammas Land!</title><summary type='text'>We (I, Praneeth and Chullan) started from Thamannam @ around 6pm and reached the Ernakulam North Station to board the Trivandrum Mail. Bharathi was there in front of the station and had to put up with him all through the journey. Nothing of great importance happened during the 14hrs we were in train. Praneeth called it a day very soon and me and Chullan sat chatting till 1:30am.10-september-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/113325311593410241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=113325311593410241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/113325311593410241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/113325311593410241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2005/11/travelogue-to-ammas-land.html' title='Travelogue - To Ammas Land!'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-112331286414505531</id><published>2005-08-06T02:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T02:21:04.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>UNOFFICIAL PROSPECTUS</title><summary type='text'> Officially: Government Law College, Cochin.Unofficially: “The House of Lords”Location: “Shanmugham Road”, Cochin (in the environs of ST. Theresa’s, Cochin’s premier Gals College…call it a kind twist of fate or wot?)College Building:The main building was made by the Raja of Cochin as his Parliament house two or three centuries ago and it still is in the same state with time doing its share of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/112331286414505531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=112331286414505531&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/112331286414505531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/112331286414505531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2005/08/unofficial-prospectus.html' title='UNOFFICIAL PROSPECTUS'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-111962871494389614</id><published>2005-06-24T10:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T16:09:17.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know You Are In Cochin when….</title><summary type='text'>1 You go to the inter-collegiate festival at ST. Theresa’s WOMENS College to participate in an event and the guard near the gate lets you enter the campus only after you show your invitation and if he is satisfied, he frisks you as if you have some hidden equipment on you.2 You walk with your mom on the side walks of marine drive, and expect at least a dozen gals of your neighbourhood enjoying </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/111962871494389614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=111962871494389614&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/111962871494389614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/111962871494389614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2005/06/you-know-you-are-in-cochin-when.html' title='You Know You Are In Cochin when….'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-111813785607410439</id><published>2005-06-07T04:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T04:50:56.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Academic Year</title><summary type='text'>classes started and nothing much. got couple of movies to watch, the mrs and mr smith, d company.. hope everything gonna be in the cinema hall soon.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/111813785607410439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=111813785607410439&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/111813785607410439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/111813785607410439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2005/06/new-academic-year.html' title='The New Academic Year'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-111962860657279944</id><published>2005-05-31T20:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T10:56:46.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OBITUARY</title><summary type='text'>My heart swells in the demise of my friend; she was a flower which never bloomed. With great pain I described to you about the demise of my friend, now it wouldn’t be proper of me to give up at least an obituary in honor of my friend. The idea never sprouted in my mind till today, the fault is on me coz I never thought about my friend, to remember some one you needs to have a pleasant memoir of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/111962860657279944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=111962860657279944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/111962860657279944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/111962860657279944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2005/05/obituary.html' title='OBITUARY'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-111962844711555040</id><published>2005-05-28T10:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T03:58:17.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Hols A big Failure</title><summary type='text'>Forty-five days have passed since my college closed, but I haven’t achieved the plans I made for holidays. Though lonely almost at all hours, I find this idling interesting. Thinking about what to do whenever the electricity fails and going through magazines and dailies as if they contain a hidden treasure for me. Falling asleep with books in my hand and waking up some time in the noon to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/111962844711555040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=111962844711555040&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/111962844711555040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/111962844711555040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2005/05/mission-hols-big-failure.html' title='Mission Hols A big Failure'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-111580142595880445</id><published>2005-05-11T03:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T03:50:25.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>marriages</title><summary type='text'>“Marriages takes place in heaven”, now it aint my words, someone else’s! Then sure heaven gotta be here itself, in the god’s own country. Coz the toll of marriages is as heavy as it could be during this time of the year. Couple of our classmates got married and then two of our mates elder siblings. As I never miss a chance to have a free meal, I dropped in at three functions and sure had food. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/111580142595880445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=111580142595880445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/111580142595880445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/111580142595880445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2005/05/marriages.html' title='marriages'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-111580155597772333</id><published>2005-05-08T15:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T03:52:35.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SOME MOTHERS DON'T HAVE THEM</title><summary type='text'>Despite all the hoopla surrounding the mother’s day, not all moms will have the reasons to exult today. Some will not even be inclined or encouraged to meet the child they carried for nine months, let alone be pampered by filial love.For ‘mother’ no longer is the last word for selfless love anymore. Motherhood, so well idolized by Bollywood, is under attack from medical science, that has marauded</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/111580155597772333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=111580155597772333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/111580155597772333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/111580155597772333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2005/05/some-mothers-dont-have-them.html' title='SOME MOTHERS DON&apos;T HAVE THEM'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-111483926400343887</id><published>2005-04-30T08:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T00:34:24.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another DAY</title><summary type='text'>nothing much is happening.. the same old life, but i am joying the break.. divya sree gonna get married tomorrow nad another gal down the drainnn... poor kids... getting married and losing everything they have.. the freedom, the fun, the relations....HAs anyone ever felt wat a waste life is? being born and then learning lotta crap and at last getting married to a bitch or a rooster and then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/111483926400343887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=111483926400343887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/111483926400343887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/111483926400343887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2005/04/another-day.html' title='Another DAY'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-111449936887249196</id><published>2005-04-26T02:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T02:09:28.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>still alive</title><summary type='text'>Nothing is happening for me these days. Am at home, doing err nothing. Fiction,ie, Ludllum and fifa 2005. It makes most of my days and night. Got half a dozen of marriages coming by and am gonna start the run. Hate to go for the stuff but then compared to being alone at home it gives more entertainment. At least different kindda food everyday.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/111449936887249196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=111449936887249196&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/111449936887249196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/111449936887249196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2005/04/still-alive.html' title='still alive'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-111449907691324889</id><published>2005-04-13T01:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T02:04:36.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><summary type='text'>Jive was here on the 9th April. Guy has changed. Great, he sounds more mature and cool now. On his advice, i gonna never again get into much details about my personal life in the blog. Gotta be creative and do things with a foresight, things that could help me broaden my life and vision. Has the damn sinus and can't even read. Gotta wait for one week to do some serious salvage work in the fiction</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/111449907691324889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=111449907691324889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/111449907691324889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/111449907691324889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2005/04/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-111449836224330471</id><published>2005-04-08T01:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T01:52:42.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SCREWED the rules</title><summary type='text'>Long time since I logged in. My fault. Exams got postponed thrice and I slogged the whole time. Nope, I tried to act busy and studious. Things happened all these days, lotta things. I aint gonna get into the details, coz it contains nothing vital in it for my development. The troubles started when the exams were first announced.Leepa’s phone calls conveyed to me that Tobin said something bad </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/111449836224330471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=111449836224330471&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/111449836224330471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/111449836224330471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2005/04/screwed-rules.html' title='SCREWED the rules'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-110855902737772523</id><published>2005-02-16T18:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T08:03:47.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Big Conclusion</title><summary type='text'>All these days my blogs have been filled with my personal anguishes and my crazy ideas about myself, it is time i started moving. This will be the last one in which i will mention about my classmates and the stuff. I have been wrong in a way all these days, Midhun isn't an asshole really, he tried being friendly with the gals and i took it personnaly as if he was trying to peep into our group. It</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/110855902737772523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=110855902737772523&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/110855902737772523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/110855902737772523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2005/02/big-conclusion_110855902737772523.html' title='A Big Conclusion'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-110838194777625858</id><published>2005-02-14T06:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T06:52:27.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flop V-Day</title><summary type='text'>It was a stinking day. Christ, i wish i was at home with appa n amma, they are the ones i love genuinely. Christ, wat life? Couple of senior sluts called me up in the morning and came the hellva interrogation. wat do they xpecyt? that i will pee in my pants. They even made Leepa cry. Praneeth came late and Pooja(manas flame) changed her plans. Pappu was rocking as usual and rahul and sid and nits</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/110838194777625858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=110838194777625858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/110838194777625858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/110838194777625858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2005/02/flop-v-day.html' title='Flop V-Day'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-110838094735976565</id><published>2005-02-11T23:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T06:35:47.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The event full friday</title><summary type='text'>though i had promised that i will never write anything about her, gotta do. I got a gift voucher from Belgaum, and the only person i know who lives oer ther is her. Christ, she still cares about me nad me about her. Poor kid, i should've said yes. Dude, wat is ur probs? U got oer it or u are trying for that. Leave her and ol memories bak in ur trash can and face life. Dont xpect old faces to come</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/110838094735976565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=110838094735976565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/110838094735976565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/110838094735976565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2005/02/event-full-friday.html' title='The event full friday'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-110794676537168030</id><published>2005-02-09T17:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T06:15:42.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Seminar n A mad me</title><summary type='text'>The Seminar went fine. i did an average work. wasn't in the best frame of mind. Niths and PP did their seminar too. They did it nicely. Ponni had mugged the whole thing. it was like she wanted to prove the point to our stinking mam. Christ aintshe sick? Dont know wat the hell the whole thing is about.Now i am feeling like hell, after all those long lectures and that son of a bitch Midhun hanging</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/110794676537168030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=110794676537168030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/110794676537168030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/110794676537168030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2005/02/post-seminar-n-mad-me.html' title='Post Seminar n A mad me'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-110795268693978916</id><published>2005-02-09T07:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T07:38:06.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LIfePosted by Hello</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/110795268693978916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=110795268693978916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/110795268693978916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/110795268693978916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2005/02/lifeposted-by-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-110794900220397973</id><published>2005-02-05T18:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T06:36:42.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ol Flames</title><summary type='text'>I chatted with Shivani for more than an hour. She has founded a dude whom she suppose is great. Happy for her. Atleast she found out one. Look at me, said no to the best gal who ever came in my life and now looking around at the weirdest places. Christ, wat should be said about me? I gotta keep outta touch with her, doesnt want to rekindle any of the ol flames. Will try my max to not be online </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/110794900220397973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=110794900220397973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/110794900220397973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/110794900220397973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2005/02/ol-flames.html' title='Ol Flames'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-110794602557461511</id><published>2005-02-01T17:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T06:09:42.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>JANUARY</title><summary type='text'>New Year started of nicely, with me developing a crush about someone. But yep got oer it. The first weeks of jan went fine and smooth and was rocking. But as time went i could sense cracks building up in our group. It all started after the week our class was suspended. Arun poured a bucket of trash or truth and we chumma grew apart. the guys at one side and the gals at the other end. Niths and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/110794602557461511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=110794602557461511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/110794602557461511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/110794602557461511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2005/02/january.html' title='JANUARY'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-110794827589812323</id><published>2005-01-20T06:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T06:24:35.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wats Happening</title><summary type='text'>The gals have been acting weird. Wats gone wrong? never know. staying alive that is the only thing i could say about myself. Have been away from contact of chechi for long. will write a snail mail to her. cmmon man keep rocking.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/110794827589812323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=110794827589812323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/110794827589812323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/110794827589812323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2005/01/wats-happening.html' title='Wats Happening'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-110794602681848560</id><published>2005-01-02T00:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T06:11:07.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Celebrations</title><summary type='text'>Christ went out to celebrate the new year with just 15 bucks. Can u believe it? But then i had Sudip who was loaded. Started from Sea Shells nad then it was booze all the way. Myself, Sudeep, Dilip, Jose, Asif, Deepak and Chacko. Boozed like hell and from the seashells carried on towards the other bars in town. Njoyed every bit of it. But then gotta coz i was with friends. atlast dropped in at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/110794602681848560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=110794602681848560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/110794602681848560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/110794602681848560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-year-celebrations.html' title='New Year Celebrations'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-110794414608207955</id><published>2004-12-31T05:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T06:13:33.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DECEMBER</title><summary type='text'>I dont know wat has kept me away from my blog this long. Christ wasn't i stuck. Perhaps gotta start typing it from the month of december. The month of christmas and parties. But the only thing i had to do was write assignments and helluva them. Did get close with classmates and our group is getting more stronger both physically (no guy with a level head will take on Sidhu) and emotionally. My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/110794414608207955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=110794414608207955&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/110794414608207955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/110794414608207955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2004/12/december.html' title='DECEMBER'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-110794493298937345</id><published>2004-12-27T20:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T06:12:53.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Re-Union And TSUNAMI</title><summary type='text'>The School Reunion went fine. or did it? It has been ages since i dropped in at Church. Can u beleive it, i didn't go to church for Xmas. We guys got together at Shankus place and from there went to school the ol' LORDS OF LAST BENCH- Me, Shankar, Sudeep, Sreekumar &amp; Vinod Krishnan. Arun was away at Bombay with his brother. the whole thing started of nicely, but then i lost my heart on seeing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/110794493298937345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=110794493298937345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/110794493298937345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/110794493298937345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2004/12/class-re-union-and-tsunami.html' title='Class Re-Union And TSUNAMI'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-110544044670036613</id><published>2004-12-20T17:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T06:05:33.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>long time since i updated</title><summary type='text'>life ooks rather stinking these days. havnt been surfing for a long time.most probably will be having free hours once again.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/110544044670036613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=110544044670036613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/110544044670036613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/110544044670036613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2004/12/long-time-since-i-updated.html' title='long time since i updated'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-110241564178850069</id><published>2004-12-07T17:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T05:34:01.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>stuck</title><summary type='text'>lotta things to do at the same time. assignments,journals,couple of essys and... god knows wat else. wouldnt be blogging for another two weeks. sudeep,shanku,me and sreekumar had a smashing week together..but it was followed by this heavy duty stufff. christ wat on earth is happeneing to me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/110241564178850069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=110241564178850069&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/110241564178850069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/110241564178850069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2004/12/stuck.html' title='stuck'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-109955336059547961</id><published>2004-11-06T18:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T02:29:20.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet Peeves</title><summary type='text'>1)Gals who xpect the guys to pick the tab on a luncheon date.2)Condom ads that show the couple to be oh-so-perfect. What happened to couples with paunches and body hair???3)The participants of pissing contest in all colleges.These guys walk like they are waiting for Dr.Singh to resign his post so that they could climb in.4)Malaika Arora’s side profile that shows us that she has teeth that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/109955336059547961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=109955336059547961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109955336059547961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109955336059547961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2004/11/pet-peeves.html' title='Pet Peeves'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-109955318684248722</id><published>2004-11-03T23:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T02:26:26.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-Union</title><summary type='text'>Life took its course and all were separated, on their way to chase dreamz. Closeness and affection never altered, it was only ‘the time’, which never made us be with one another. Academic dreams never had a place for buddies; only the ones about a happy tomorrow had friends embedded deep into it. “A tough world to survive and mere survival doesn’t count, only the achievements, success &amp; the big </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/109955318684248722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=109955318684248722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109955318684248722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109955318684248722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2004/11/re-union.html' title='Re-Union'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-109955306291336005</id><published>2004-11-01T22:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T02:24:22.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kennel's Bthday</title><summary type='text'>Its Kerala's bthday today.We had cultural programmes and even some strip tease performance by my classmates.Poor guys thought of coming to college in the traditional mundu and sure they did learn that the actual place for the mundu of a next BIG LIER is as a turban and not at the waist.Even i should've  gone wearing mundu and i would've got a chance to show my new Frenchie X boxers to the whole </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/109955306291336005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=109955306291336005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109955306291336005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109955306291336005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2004/11/kennels-bthday.html' title='The Kennel&apos;s Bthday'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-109955290586110318</id><published>2004-10-31T23:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T02:21:45.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and Church</title><summary type='text'>Didnt attend mass today.Its been more than an year since i participated in holy mass.Doesnt know why,i dont feel like going to church.Christ knows me inside out and he sure wouldnt keep me on his black list.The work went fine and damn,it rained heavily.Got all soaked and shivering. All the days work and no payments received yet.Walked for at least 5km,auto tariffs pretty huge for my purse to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/109955290586110318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=109955290586110318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109955290586110318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109955290586110318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2004/10/me-and-church.html' title='Me and Church'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-109955274649984479</id><published>2004-10-30T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T02:19:06.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally At Last !</title><summary type='text'>I went for the part-time job today.Aint a great job,but has to stick with it at least till by resources get replenished.my boss wasnt much bossy,but christ his wife's attitude is like that of a jumbo truck;dislocating poor pedestrians(she looks cute though).Tried dominating with english and i went first on the deffensive but then a later thought made me to call my shots.Afterall i studied in a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/109955274649984479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=109955274649984479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109955274649984479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109955274649984479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2004/10/finally-at-last.html' title='Finally At Last !'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-109955248345550485</id><published>2004-10-28T14:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T02:14:43.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>King Arthur</title><summary type='text'>King Arthur- I liked it.These days I prefer watching epic movies.Got plans to go for Vaastu Shastra,another Ram Gopal Varma flick.Guy knows how to make movies.Started reading "The Inscrutable Americans" by Anurag Mathur.The book is all laughter...Seems like Indian writers are striking it rich.College is pretty good these days,the seniors feel like they have had too much of me.No ragging these </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/109955248345550485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=109955248345550485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109955248345550485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109955248345550485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2004/10/king-arthur.html' title='King Arthur'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-109955225777874500</id><published>2004-10-20T00:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T02:10:57.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Web Of Life</title><summary type='text'>“Web of our life is a mingled yarn of good and evil together”. The renowned English literate Sir William Shakespeare said these words. Now don’t come up with a conclusion that I, the writer am a guy well versed in literature and classics. I’m jus another ordinary being whose only knowledge is the experience that I’ve had in life. The starting line was there in the cover of my English textbook of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/109955225777874500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=109955225777874500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109955225777874500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109955225777874500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2004/10/web-of-life.html' title='Web Of Life'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-109955210707352928</id><published>2004-10-16T09:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T02:08:27.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>College Lingo</title><summary type='text'>1) Buji		- Book Worm / Geek.2) Ice		- Gorgeous gal.3) Calypso	- Guy whose natural behavior is irritating.4) Éclair	- Guy who is all sweet to gals; “lives life the wooing way”.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/109955210707352928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=109955210707352928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109955210707352928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109955210707352928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2004/10/college-lingo.html' title='College Lingo'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-109774665863494495</id><published>2004-10-14T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T04:37:38.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladoo distribution</title><summary type='text'>the KSU guys distributed ladoos in class today.aftr the enigmatic performance by SFI guys ytrday,i believe KSU is much better. man they give ladoos...wat shit?someone gotta make sense.ny stinking college and stinking politics..damn assholes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/109774665863494495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=109774665863494495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109774665863494495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109774665863494495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2004/10/ladoo-distribution.html' title='Ladoo distribution'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-109955166057543322</id><published>2004-10-12T13:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T02:01:00.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>L.L.B. The Real Story</title><summary type='text'>You pump your right hand in the air to show your happiness and then you celebrate by gulping down a coke. With a somewhat modest 12th standard average and a non-zero score in the C.E.E., you land yourself in a law seat at one of the four colleges in Kerala. You feel you have emerged victor in your war against reservation-be it for females, S.E.B.C’s or the divine combination of both. But if by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/109955166057543322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=109955166057543322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109955166057543322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109955166057543322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2004/10/llb-real-story.html' title='L.L.B. The Real Story'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-109757664274564362</id><published>2004-10-11T21:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T05:24:02.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dhoom</title><summary type='text'>went with great xpectations,but it was quiet a trash.the only things worth mentioning is- the suzuki bikes,esha in a bikini and john abraham.nothing else stands for the movie.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/109757664274564362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=109757664274564362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109757664274564362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109757664274564362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2004/10/dhoom.html' title='dhoom'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-109757638222856245</id><published>2004-10-11T16:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T05:19:42.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a break</title><summary type='text'>was busy with classes and aunts disease.she has Adult Respiratory Distress Syndrome and man i am hearing it for the first time.trips to bangalore and christ i am tired.we had a protest march even today.reasons -unknown.my studies suffering badly.feels tired most of the days and bed is a dream destination.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/109757638222856245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=109757638222856245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109757638222856245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109757638222856245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2004/10/break.html' title='a break'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-109592895188386540</id><published>2004-09-23T19:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T03:42:31.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First March of protest</title><summary type='text'>The seniors forced us to go for a protest march to the Cochin Corporation office.The reason for protest-? Christ knows. we obeyed and i even chanted slogans and held placards,cursing the godamn asshole seniors all the time.I moved away from the group at the first chance along with Pappu(new Classmate),so didnt get belted by the police.Some asshole senior threw a stone at the police and they came </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/109592895188386540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=109592895188386540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109592895188386540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109592895188386540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2004/09/first-march-of-protest.html' title='First March of protest'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-109592731306214276</id><published>2004-09-22T19:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T03:15:13.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First day @ Govt Law College-Cochin</title><summary type='text'>my first day in the college came out as i Xpected.I was called out before the classes started and then came a saga of abuses.Then the seniors let me go(they found more prospective clients).After class,i was asked to wait and then another abuse session. At last a female dropped in and Xcerpts of what went B/W us-she- wass Ur name?me-Josephshe-place?me-Shoranurshe-wanna get cozy with me?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/109592731306214276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=109592731306214276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109592731306214276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109592731306214276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2004/09/first-day-govt-law-college-cochin.html' title='First day @ Govt Law College-Cochin'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-109577191096645362</id><published>2004-09-21T19:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T08:05:10.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Poor Wallet</title><summary type='text'>Classes starts tommorow and my funds are going low. with everything i've and that people owe me,my net worth is just mere 5k;outta which 4.5k gotta be paid to me by lotta debtors. I have just 500bucks as liquid cash.cant ask parents for more,gotta find a part-time job fast.anyplace,anywhere as long as my crash fund increases. gotta meet couple of HRD consultants and search for a job.If i dont get</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/109577191096645362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=109577191096645362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109577191096645362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109577191096645362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2004/09/my-poor-wallet.html' title='My Poor Wallet'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-109577152698634904</id><published>2004-09-20T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T07:58:46.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Misfortunes Of Indian Cricket-The saga continues...</title><summary type='text'>Sourav Ganguly and his men in blue lost their third match in a row to Pakistan.Sehwag,Yuvraj and Laxman gotta sit on bench for couple of matches.Rohan Gavaskar doesnt deserve a place in the squad,cmmon selectors pick up Dinesh Mongia[he is the most technically sound batsman in India].The English Premier League results aint great for Man United. Mate they got just 6 points in 5 matches..crazy..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/109577152698634904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=109577152698634904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109577152698634904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109577152698634904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2004/09/misfortunes-of-indian-cricket-saga.html' title='Misfortunes Of Indian Cricket-The saga continues...'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-109577111233912846</id><published>2004-09-19T19:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T07:51:52.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oasis</title><summary type='text'>Spent the major part of day with Lia and Lynn.Uncle and Aunty had gone to Kottayam and the kids were alone. Ammachi,hates me when i switch on television and christ , how can i miss todays cricket ODI b/w India and Pakistan. Chicken and topramen smoodles and lotta hours of listening to Lia's nostalgic memoirs of school life, her future plans of being in contact with all frnds.... But does she know</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/109577111233912846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=109577111233912846&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109577111233912846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109577111233912846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2004/09/oasis.html' title='Oasis'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-109551335996910650</id><published>2004-09-18T20:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T08:17:53.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta Go To The Rly Stn.</title><summary type='text'>moma and dad gonna come by the 9pm train.got to go to the railway station and pick them.having a damn headache,coz of all the things that i miss in my life</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/109551335996910650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=109551335996910650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109551335996910650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109551335996910650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2004/09/gotta-go-to-rly-stn.html' title='Gotta Go To The Rly Stn.'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-109550092756941555</id><published>2004-09-18T17:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T05:38:06.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>nasty earth</title><summary type='text'>the earth aint a just place to be in. good deeds meet silent backs and bad ponted out every time. try showing ur face to the guy who hit u and he will hit u even harder with a grin suggesting that u are cold meat. so, budha,christ and gandhi and all the preaching of loving thy's neighbour goes to the trash bin.the only thing that stands tall is E=(M.C)2 ,my pal Einsteins relativity. every single</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/109550092756941555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=109550092756941555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109550092756941555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109550092756941555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2004/09/nasty-earth.html' title='nasty earth'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-109550148716376300</id><published>2004-09-18T16:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T05:47:52.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Troy ***</title><summary type='text'>troy wasnt great,but had a nice time watching it. now even i am confused, was it just nice or great? never knows, if it was great the movie critic in megot influenced by my present state. the film would have been better named as Achillius. i felt sad for that guy, coz he gets dragged into a war in which he aint interested in. all the things just becoz a bitch runs away with a young price leaving </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/109550148716376300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=109550148716376300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109550148716376300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109550148716376300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2004/09/troy.html' title='Troy ***'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-109542974667390494</id><published>2004-09-17T21:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T05:32:25.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wanna watch troy</title><summary type='text'>wanna watch troy. heard that brad pitt looks great in in. now pack my ass and gotta gather my wits to do some work that granmom had asked. i am late and she gonna gimme a verbal leashing hhhiiii hhhu life stinks</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/109542974667390494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=109542974667390494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109542974667390494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109542974667390494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2004/09/wanna-watch-troy.html' title='wanna watch troy'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363731.post-109542562391689772</id><published>2004-09-17T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T07:53:43.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>aint life weird?</title><summary type='text'>nothing looks great. i turned 20 yesterday and christ the only person who wished me was my moma and papa. wat d hell has happened to my friends? classes starts on the 22 sept and the news is that they have dirty ragging. will they stuff coke bottles up my ass? only time can say it. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/feeds/109542562391689772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363731&amp;postID=109542562391689772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109542562391689772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363731/posts/default/109542562391689772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josephezra.blogspot.com/2004/09/aint-life-weird.html' title='aint life weird?'/><author><name>ezra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790671063134339502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://pics-33.hi5.com/userpics/833/105/105430833.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
