<?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-6168154184996341644</id><updated>2012-02-01T15:05:09.907-04:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='Medical school'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Thoughts n Views'/><category term='God'/><category term='medicine'/><title type='text'>I ME MYSELF</title><subtitle type='html'>SHIVA</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKwiTikxKvQ/TZ4U1IBnL6I/AAAAAAAABj0/XBCwGOWo5dU/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168154184996341644.post-767523910665726474</id><published>2011-02-06T20:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T21:16:50.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a Disco Dancer !!</title><summary type='text'>I remember, one of my friend singing and dancing to the tune of 'I am a disco dancer' when I was very very young.&lt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7JdEZoffm-Q&gt; May be that was the first time I ever got excited about the dance. I have always been interested in dance and that might be the reason to become a big fan of a Telugu actor 'Chiranjeevi', who is very good at dance.&lt;http://www.youtube.com/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/feeds/767523910665726474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6168154184996341644&amp;postID=767523910665726474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/767523910665726474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/767523910665726474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-am-disco-dancer.html' title='I am a Disco Dancer !!'/><author><name>Shiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKwiTikxKvQ/TZ4U1IBnL6I/AAAAAAAABj0/XBCwGOWo5dU/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168154184996341644.post-3940431574119601708</id><published>2010-09-22T02:47:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T21:18:21.815-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Don't Care</title><summary type='text'>I mean, I am not interested in all of the below and I mean it.
God (Very Boring!)
Religion (Don't know!)
Wishes/Blessings (Not waiting!)
Prayers (Next!Next!)


Horoscope/Astrology (Such a Crap!)
Festivals (Not a kid)
Special days (Don't understand)
Soul (Where?)
Spirituality (You enjoy!)


Previous life/Reincarnation (Nonsense)

Destiny (WTF!)
Fate (Double WTF!)
Nationality (Thinking!)
Culture/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/feeds/3940431574119601708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6168154184996341644&amp;postID=3940431574119601708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/3940431574119601708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/3940431574119601708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-just-dont-care.html' title='I Just Don&apos;t Care'/><author><name>Shiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKwiTikxKvQ/TZ4U1IBnL6I/AAAAAAAABj0/XBCwGOWo5dU/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168154184996341644.post-7400212664937322839</id><published>2010-07-10T03:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T17:21:09.982-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts n Views'/><title type='text'>Thoughts &amp; Views</title><summary type='text'>"Expressing weaknesses take you nowhere. If you don't have strengths better keep your mouth shut"
 
 "I feel I am very much existing when I find many people making a living out of hating me"
 
 "Invariably I am lazy but I keep my laziness to affect me only not others"
 
 "I am not what I am but how i want to be and how i want to be keeps on changing"
 
 "Hate is much more pure than love. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/feeds/7400212664937322839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6168154184996341644&amp;postID=7400212664937322839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/7400212664937322839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/7400212664937322839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/2010/07/shivas-thoughts-views.html' title='Thoughts &amp; Views'/><author><name>Shiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKwiTikxKvQ/TZ4U1IBnL6I/AAAAAAAABj0/XBCwGOWo5dU/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168154184996341644.post-6643805928762867604</id><published>2010-04-12T01:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T17:46:07.688-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>On GOD</title><summary type='text'>For all the reasons, not known to me....

-I did believe in God, when i was a kid.

-And later, I ignored God, following a major disturbing incident, when i was in 10th grade.

But, the word GOD always used to bring a lot of conflict in my mind as i was n't sure of what i was practicing that time and i was very much confused of whether god exists or not and whether i should believe in him or not.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/feeds/6643805928762867604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6168154184996341644&amp;postID=6643805928762867604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/6643805928762867604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/6643805928762867604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-god.html' title='On GOD'/><author><name>Shiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKwiTikxKvQ/TZ4U1IBnL6I/AAAAAAAABj0/XBCwGOWo5dU/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168154184996341644.post-1686875618899335036</id><published>2010-03-13T19:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T01:23:48.734-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Dumbest Search</title><summary type='text'>I'm an American.
I'm proud to be a Muslim.
Mr.Gandhi is an Indian.
Jesus is great.
I speak Tamil.

......So what??

It was really made me to think when i have come across so many people who lecture a lot about the greatness of the nation or religion they belong to, the god they believe in, the people having the similar roots or even the language they speak. These people talk as if they, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/feeds/1686875618899335036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6168154184996341644&amp;postID=1686875618899335036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/1686875618899335036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/1686875618899335036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/2010/03/dumbest-search.html' title='Dumbest Search'/><author><name>Shiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKwiTikxKvQ/TZ4U1IBnL6I/AAAAAAAABj0/XBCwGOWo5dU/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168154184996341644.post-89139491431208698</id><published>2010-02-09T20:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T20:48:41.586-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><title type='text'>Alprazzzzzzzzolam !!</title><summary type='text'>I was on my way back to India after completion of final MBBS exams for my vacation. It's such a horrible journey, i have to spend for about 40 hrs in the train. If i get into the train today at 6am, i reach home next day by 9pm, if everything goes well. I reached a place named, Vijayawada from which i just have to travel more 3 hours to reach my home town. So, i was a bit relaxed and enjoying the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/feeds/89139491431208698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6168154184996341644&amp;postID=89139491431208698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/89139491431208698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/89139491431208698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/2010/02/alprazzzzzzzzolam.html' title='Alprazzzzzzzzolam !!'/><author><name>Shiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKwiTikxKvQ/TZ4U1IBnL6I/AAAAAAAABj0/XBCwGOWo5dU/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168154184996341644.post-1263531251737216406</id><published>2010-02-02T18:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T19:57:20.369-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>More About Shiva !!</title><summary type='text'>1) First crush, I guess, when i was in 3rd grade. Her name is Usha. (When i was in high school, came to know she attempted suicide and died)
2) By far, It's my loneliness which benefited me the most. (And also the most destructive of mine)
3) If i really get close to any one, I forget their name. (I actually give a nick name to them)
4) I don't believe in the concept of being good to everyone. (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/feeds/1263531251737216406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6168154184996341644&amp;postID=1263531251737216406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/1263531251737216406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/1263531251737216406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/2010/02/more-about-shiva.html' title='More About Shiva !!'/><author><name>Shiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKwiTikxKvQ/TZ4U1IBnL6I/AAAAAAAABj0/XBCwGOWo5dU/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168154184996341644.post-1081818378725750168</id><published>2010-01-20T23:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T23:22:31.697-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crooked Cooking !!</title><summary type='text'>Mom: Are you eating well?
Me: Yeah. Iam
Mom: Are You sure? I don't think so..
Me: Hmm...Hmm...

May be this is something on which i lied repeatedly to my mom. Can't help it.

I get very lazy when it comes to cooking. To avoid cooking, whenever i get hungry, i go to sleep sometimes and i trained myself not to be conscious of hunger even if i don't have meals. If there is something which really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/feeds/1081818378725750168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6168154184996341644&amp;postID=1081818378725750168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/1081818378725750168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/1081818378725750168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/2010/01/crooked-cooking.html' title='Crooked Cooking !!'/><author><name>Shiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKwiTikxKvQ/TZ4U1IBnL6I/AAAAAAAABj0/XBCwGOWo5dU/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168154184996341644.post-3024868303090759531</id><published>2010-01-06T00:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T02:28:09.538-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Influenced !! Imitated !! Inspired !!</title><summary type='text'>I have been influenced by few people i have come across, whom i imitated and who inspired me.

1) Mr.Srinivasa reddy - He is my maths teacher in school who is extremely passionate for movies and dreams of becoming a director. Being close to him, movies became my next priority to studies. Since then i started watching all types of movies and used to discuss later on with him.

2) Mr.Murali - He is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/feeds/3024868303090759531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6168154184996341644&amp;postID=3024868303090759531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/3024868303090759531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/3024868303090759531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/2010/01/influenced-imitated-inspired.html' title='Influenced !! Imitated !! Inspired !!'/><author><name>Shiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKwiTikxKvQ/TZ4U1IBnL6I/AAAAAAAABj0/XBCwGOWo5dU/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168154184996341644.post-6664457107131108354</id><published>2009-12-28T02:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T04:18:08.954-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why? Why? Why?</title><summary type='text'>I often dream of running,jumping,flying or chasing someone.(May be all these acts test my physical strengh. I was never attracted to games like chess.Yuckkk...) 

I have a strong feeling that iam a chinese guy in my past life. (May be because of my affinity for martial arts. Hey! Hey! What's all this.. past life..Reincarnation.....NONSENSE)

I would like to carry a stick in my hand all the time.(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/feeds/6664457107131108354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6168154184996341644&amp;postID=6664457107131108354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/6664457107131108354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/6664457107131108354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-why-why.html' title='Why? Why? Why?'/><author><name>Shiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKwiTikxKvQ/TZ4U1IBnL6I/AAAAAAAABj0/XBCwGOWo5dU/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168154184996341644.post-6217053207604693235</id><published>2009-12-22T00:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T01:01:51.463-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medical school'/><title type='text'>Tik! Tik! Tik!</title><summary type='text'>Came back to medical school after one month vacation being at home. I was in MBBS 2nd year then. Not many have come back so, the whole campus was very quiet and calm. As uaual after having dinner,i came back to our block. There used to be 7 blocks in boy's campus i guess and each has 5 rooms. Two or three used share a room. It was just me who came that early from my block. So, i was all alone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/feeds/6217053207604693235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6168154184996341644&amp;postID=6217053207604693235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/6217053207604693235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/6217053207604693235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/2009/12/tik-tik-tik.html' title='Tik! Tik! Tik!'/><author><name>Shiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKwiTikxKvQ/TZ4U1IBnL6I/AAAAAAAABj0/XBCwGOWo5dU/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168154184996341644.post-3945909812189459365</id><published>2009-12-16T03:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T03:36:48.015-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst Morning</title><summary type='text'>I was in 10th grade then. In the 1st floor of our building we used to run a motel. Sometimes i used to spend time there studying till late night.

One day as usual after studying, i kept my backpack with full of books in the closet and went to sleep. When i got up in the morning, i went to the closet and found my backpack was missing. I was shocked. I searched for it everywhere and finally </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/feeds/3945909812189459365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6168154184996341644&amp;postID=3945909812189459365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/3945909812189459365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/3945909812189459365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/2009/12/worst-morning.html' title='Worst Morning'/><author><name>Shiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKwiTikxKvQ/TZ4U1IBnL6I/AAAAAAAABj0/XBCwGOWo5dU/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168154184996341644.post-7892696098824773105</id><published>2009-11-16T06:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T16:44:20.642-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts n Views'/><title type='text'>Thoughts &amp; Views</title><summary type='text'>Few random thoughts of mine....

1) Think idealistic but act realistic.

2) Never take the responsibility of welcoming too many people into your world.

3) Don't let the FEEL dominate the THOUGHT.

4) Everybody has a right to treat themselves special but you need guts to project yourselves special out here.

5) Survival will be easy when more people are depending on you rather you being dependent</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/feeds/7892696098824773105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6168154184996341644&amp;postID=7892696098824773105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/7892696098824773105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/7892696098824773105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/2009/11/shiva.html' title='Thoughts &amp; Views'/><author><name>Shiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKwiTikxKvQ/TZ4U1IBnL6I/AAAAAAAABj0/XBCwGOWo5dU/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168154184996341644.post-7306183075459501002</id><published>2009-10-20T23:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T16:57:04.484-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Relations</title><summary type='text'>1) The existence of a relation depends on understanding capabilities of people. ( You don't need to think the same way iam or like the same food or color i like, to be in a relationship. "we have nothing in common" doesn't make sense for me.)

2) When someone gets me a feeling like as if iam behind them, in the very next moment i disappear from there. ( When i give you 100% of mine but ending up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/feeds/7306183075459501002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6168154184996341644&amp;postID=7306183075459501002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/7306183075459501002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/7306183075459501002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/2009/10/philosophy-i-practice-i.html' title='Relations'/><author><name>Shiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKwiTikxKvQ/TZ4U1IBnL6I/AAAAAAAABj0/XBCwGOWo5dU/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168154184996341644.post-641415950483559544</id><published>2009-08-29T01:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T18:21:23.284-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE’S</title><summary type='text'>ONLY ONCE

1) I did cut birthday cake, a surprise birthday party (after entering living room, i felt something weird was going to happen)  
2) I entered into swimming pool ( I guess, i like water only when it drizzles)   
3) I have worn neck tie, for an interview. ( I felt so uncomfortable as if iam hanging myself)   
4) I attended a professional interview ( They asked me, would you like to work </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/feeds/641415950483559544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6168154184996341644&amp;postID=641415950483559544&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/641415950483559544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/641415950483559544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/2009/08/ones.html' title='ONE’S'/><author><name>Shiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKwiTikxKvQ/TZ4U1IBnL6I/AAAAAAAABj0/XBCwGOWo5dU/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168154184996341644.post-1241566481320692782</id><published>2009-08-22T01:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T19:59:37.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMP FIRE</title><summary type='text'>
The cell is ringing nonstop. Anand, cooking his favorite dish came out of the kitchen and answered it. Hi there! Other side, it’s his friend Surya. After lesioning to him, Anand’s eyes were filled with tears because their best friend Uday was killed by someone. So both of them decided to visit Uday’s place to console his parents. Planned to meet each other at the gas station in the city </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/feeds/1241566481320692782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6168154184996341644&amp;postID=1241566481320692782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/1241566481320692782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/1241566481320692782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/2009/08/camp-fire.html' title='CAMP FIRE'/><author><name>Shiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKwiTikxKvQ/TZ4U1IBnL6I/AAAAAAAABj0/XBCwGOWo5dU/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCM15pQZyPw/Ss7M6vCFL5I/AAAAAAAABNk/XzPCCS9BEVo/s72-c/5729_1195449362820_1126023736_607217_8244290_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168154184996341644.post-5253820270333219887</id><published>2009-08-08T01:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T19:55:44.009-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL ABOUT SHIVA</title><summary type='text'>1) I love my hair. ( like to sport long hair!!)   
2) I love to dance. ( my first and last stage performance when i was in 2nd MBBS!!)    
3) I get very lazy when it comes to cooking. ( even to eat also...hmm.. weird!! )    
4) My weight has never reached 60 kgs. so far. ( maxium i guess was 58!! )    
5) I love to watch stylish action movies again and again. ( though, suspense thrillers excite </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/feeds/5253820270333219887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6168154184996341644&amp;postID=5253820270333219887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/5253820270333219887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/5253820270333219887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/2009/10/all-about-shiva.html' title='ALL ABOUT SHIVA'/><author><name>Shiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKwiTikxKvQ/TZ4U1IBnL6I/AAAAAAAABj0/XBCwGOWo5dU/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168154184996341644.post-2642620279324051974</id><published>2009-08-02T00:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T01:42:24.225-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FRACTURED EXAM</title><summary type='text'>I was in the school studying 7th standard that time.  One day, while playing along with my friends accidentally I fell in such a way that my right upper limb was hyper extended bearing the weight of mine. Soon after i started developing severe pain which made me to vist an orthopedecian along with my father.After knowing the history, orthopedecian advised us to go for an X-ray which revealed that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/feeds/2642620279324051974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6168154184996341644&amp;postID=2642620279324051974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/2642620279324051974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/2642620279324051974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/2009/08/fractured-exam.html' title='FRACTURED EXAM'/><author><name>Shiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKwiTikxKvQ/TZ4U1IBnL6I/AAAAAAAABj0/XBCwGOWo5dU/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168154184996341644.post-5327162704919967008</id><published>2009-06-24T01:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T19:57:56.271-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THE KILLER</title><summary type='text'>
THE KILLER--This is the movie which i never tired of watching.

I was just finished my first year MBBS &amp; came to India for one month vacation. I was a filmi buff that time always you can find me being glued to the T.V. One day while checking out the list of movies to be played on star movies i was found THE KILLER. I felt it must be an action movie so i was so much excited and very eagerly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/feeds/5327162704919967008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6168154184996341644&amp;postID=5327162704919967008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/5327162704919967008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/5327162704919967008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/2009/06/killer.html' title='THE KILLER'/><author><name>Shiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKwiTikxKvQ/TZ4U1IBnL6I/AAAAAAAABj0/XBCwGOWo5dU/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCM15pQZyPw/Ss7Kp8P01pI/AAAAAAAABNU/pVolm2W3tvA/s72-c/6769_1177353230428_1126023736_544051_6687232_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168154184996341644.post-1638289699761312667</id><published>2009-03-19T23:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T23:50:34.589-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OF RELATIONS</title><summary type='text'>In a relationship, depending upon the level of comfort, you will be seen sharing your ideas,opinions and experiences with your friends.   It's not uncommon to see people misunderstanding our feelings or opinions and taking them in their own way. So my actual reason of having those opinions with me might be quite different from the way the other person has taken it.   I like an actor because he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/feeds/1638289699761312667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6168154184996341644&amp;postID=1638289699761312667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/1638289699761312667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/1638289699761312667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/2009/03/of-relations.html' title='OF RELATIONS'/><author><name>Shiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKwiTikxKvQ/TZ4U1IBnL6I/AAAAAAAABj0/XBCwGOWo5dU/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168154184996341644.post-811615281832094224</id><published>2008-12-06T01:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T23:58:58.787-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good OR Bad</title><summary type='text'>Well...Iam completely aganist to the generalised categerisation of people into good people and bad people. We all do have both good qualities and bad qualities. In that sense, we are both good and bad.

We won't be same all the time till we die. Because today we have added the experiences of our yesterday to the brain and we lesion to with what, we have filled our brain. So we keep on changing. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/feeds/811615281832094224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6168154184996341644&amp;postID=811615281832094224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/811615281832094224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/811615281832094224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/2008/06/good-or-bad.html' title='Good OR Bad'/><author><name>Shiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKwiTikxKvQ/TZ4U1IBnL6I/AAAAAAAABj0/XBCwGOWo5dU/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168154184996341644.post-5383607101499350597</id><published>2008-11-26T23:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T18:46:42.924-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BLAMING SOMEONE</title><summary type='text'>Which is very easy...well...I find most of the people in the world give great importance to what was happened in their lives than to why it was happened and how it was happened. Why we do like this?

When someone passes a comment on us it's not actually we, it's our imaginations which we have built around us by seeing through the eyes of others, will get affected and that brings a lot of pain. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/feeds/5383607101499350597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6168154184996341644&amp;postID=5383607101499350597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/5383607101499350597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/5383607101499350597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/2008/11/blaming-someone.html' title='BLAMING SOMEONE'/><author><name>Shiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKwiTikxKvQ/TZ4U1IBnL6I/AAAAAAAABj0/XBCwGOWo5dU/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6168154184996341644.post-8989996068599213362</id><published>2008-11-24T01:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T23:58:34.688-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SECRETS</title><summary type='text'>SECRETS....Well...We all do have them. We keep certain things as secrets because we get benefited by hiding them from others. Most of the times,we are afraid that if we disclose them,we may loose fame,name or prestige etc.. Sometimes we hide things to gain the advantage offered to us because of maintaining them as secrets.

Few person's secrets won't make any sense at all and looks like they are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/feeds/8989996068599213362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6168154184996341644&amp;postID=8989996068599213362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/8989996068599213362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6168154184996341644/posts/default/8989996068599213362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ktrdvs.blogspot.com/2009/10/secrets.html' title='SECRETS'/><author><name>Shiva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IKwiTikxKvQ/TZ4U1IBnL6I/AAAAAAAABj0/XBCwGOWo5dU/s220/Untitled.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
