<?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-8508131638468514834</id><updated>2011-08-01T13:09:51.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>READER'S STOP</title><subtitle type='html'>THIS BLOG IS FOR THE ONES INTERESTED IN WRITING AND READING. YOU ARE VERY WELCOMED!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-6951105906607032599</id><published>2010-04-10T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T22:46:34.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ANCIENT LANGUAGE PART 2</title><content type='html'>HELLO! I am back again with some interesting verses and translated stories. There is a saying which I read in some Sanskrit book I don't recollect,&lt;br /&gt;A coconut is hard from outside but inside it has sweet water.&lt;br /&gt;It is really great that how these verses teach us about the behaviour of humans from examples.&lt;br /&gt;One of these nature of man or rather every living thing is that, whatever we are or become in life, won't our bad habbits be the same?&lt;br /&gt;Like if you make the dog a king, won't he still chew things? won't he still bite? it is our nature that is irrevokable.&lt;br /&gt;And then there is a verse saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is knowledge for lazy person?&lt;br /&gt;Where is wealth for an illeterate person?&lt;br /&gt;Where is a friend for a poor person?&lt;br /&gt;Where is hapiness for a friendless person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folks today I will write only this much as I am facing some problem. But next time I will return with some more verstories! That is verses+ stories! Bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-6951105906607032599?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/6951105906607032599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2010/04/ancient-language-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/6951105906607032599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/6951105906607032599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2010/04/ancient-language-part-2.html' title='THE ANCIENT LANGUAGE PART 2'/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-5184778032958626744</id><published>2010-04-09T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T01:29:54.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ANCIENT LANGUAGE</title><content type='html'>HULLA! My exams are over so now I can blog nearly everyday! I was so happy today, I just adore that day when your final exams are finally over and you can do whatever you want. Play, party, sleep or go to a friends house and just chill no worry no tension. This should be the life.Be your mindlike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway that doesn't mean that I will forget some of those best studying days. The main language which used to be spoken in India in the holy era of god was Sanskrit. Of course, now in India, it used as a study language. I have heard children say. "Hell this is chewing my brain!" while reading Sanskrit. The main thing in Sanskrit is that it has many verses. Theses verses do not usually ryhme. But they carry a brilliant meaning. Of course i cannot write the verses here in Sanskrit or the 'Devnagri' language but i can translate the verses and make a story from it. Here are some of the translated stories:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once there was a particular sea body, which asked a question to the passing by scholar. "Why, sir, is the position of the clouds which store water and the position of the sea which stores water too different?" the scholar was surprised by the unusual question. But he smiled and replied,&lt;br /&gt;"The clouds which are high in the air and the sea which is down on earth, there is a particular reason hidden behind it, the clouds give or donate the water to the land by rain while the sea, only stores the water pouring from rain. Does it ever gives the water to anybody? And therefore it is on the ground low. But clouds donate and so they are up in the sky. Similarly, a man which donates rise and the man who keeps everything for himself is always low,"&lt;br /&gt;Hearing the answer the body went back to the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story was really meaninful. And you can see that this verse was written many years back. There are hidden meanings in these wonderful verses! And now you have to guess one riddle which is also from a Sanskrit verse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an object which does not have legs but still goes far,&lt;br /&gt;This is an abject which is endowed with words but it is not a scholar,&lt;br /&gt;This is an objct which is without mouth but speaks clearly. What is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a letter. The letter goes far even though it does not have legs. The letter is full of words and sentences on it but is not a scholar. When you read it, it is like the letter is speaking but again it does not have mouth. Isn't it brilliant? I will bring you such stories when I get more like these. 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The first one, The Three Mistakes Of My Life was a good one but had a lot of argot language stuffed in it. Yes, this one has got slang language too, but in proportion I mean not in every sentence you say!&lt;br /&gt;Five Point Someone, that 'somone' is Bhagat's protoganist Hari. It is written in an authobiographical manner, like any other Bhagat book.&lt;br /&gt;Three friends, Hari, Alok and Ryan are roommates in India's best college campus, IIT. They have messed up their grades big time, Alok is the only person who cares. Hari is in love with a professor's girl so he is also like in a bit of a messy situation.&lt;br /&gt;All in all, this is a fast paced Bhagat book. Great fun to read, I was literally not able to put this one down. Bhagat depicts how life in IIT is and he does it well as he himself has studied in the campus.&lt;br /&gt;It is a 270 pages full of fun and all. The writing is so lucid and simple, the one which we talk in our real life, that it takes you into the book, enjoying the care free life of the three students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/S6YZkelDeOI/AAAAAAAAALk/jpLCxC4Xr8o/s1600-h/greattt....jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/S6YZkelDeOI/AAAAAAAAALk/jpLCxC4Xr8o/s320/greattt....jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;3% of the story was taken by filmakers and made 3 Idiots, the world wide block buster. Forget the controversy, pick this book up and jump into a great enjoyable world. I will give it 4.5 out of 5.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-7302256885704815335?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/7302256885704815335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2010/03/five-point-someone-by-chetan-bhagat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/7302256885704815335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/7302256885704815335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2010/03/five-point-someone-by-chetan-bhagat.html' title='five point someone by Chetan Bhagat'/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/S6YZkelDeOI/AAAAAAAAALk/jpLCxC4Xr8o/s72-c/greattt....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-1918767396362474848</id><published>2010-02-27T00:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T00:36:02.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAN BROWN: DIGITAL FORTRESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/S4jWXYC-pyI/AAAAAAAAALc/ehCWCEYxpYI/s1600-h/51lleBSOsdL._SL500_AA240_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/S4jWXYC-pyI/AAAAAAAAALc/ehCWCEYxpYI/s320/51lleBSOsdL._SL500_AA240_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;DAN BROWN'S&lt;i&gt; Digital Fortress&lt;/i&gt; is the first I read. It took me five days to read this book. The book is about a young and beautiful cryptographer, Susan Fletcher. When NSA for National Security Agency's invincible code- breaking machine encounters mysterious code it cannot break, the agency calls Fletcher. She uncovers that this code is unbreakable, named Digital Fortress. The deadly code is written by an Japanese, Ensei Tankado.&lt;br /&gt;Now Susan is caucht in a tempest of secrecy and lies and betrayal. She is not only fighting for the nation but also for the man she loves (David Becker)&lt;br /&gt;NSA is being held hotage.&lt;br /&gt;I think this is a book that every man who has love for unexpected twists, thriller and a great plot should read it. I plan to read &lt;i&gt;Da Vinci Code&lt;/i&gt; next (I know I am a bit late) and other Dan Brown books.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-1918767396362474848?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/1918767396362474848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2010/02/dan-brown-digital-fortress.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/1918767396362474848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/1918767396362474848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2010/02/dan-brown-digital-fortress.html' title='DAN BROWN: DIGITAL FORTRESS'/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/S4jWXYC-pyI/AAAAAAAAALc/ehCWCEYxpYI/s72-c/51lleBSOsdL._SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-4704394687237035315</id><published>2010-02-20T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T23:40:33.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAZY CARL: BACK AGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I AM sorry i took such a long break with crazy carl, but i needed it. I took a break not only from crazy carl but also from blogging. Well, my four fishes died yesterday and i was in a need of&amp;nbsp; something that can fresh me up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS the last phase of the so called game. The stairs were looking good, nothing to worry about. Teddy stepped on the first stair and the stairs began to plummet. They were falling and with them, Teddy too was going down. It was as if all the hell had gone wrong, against him. Teddy screamed, he was on a brink of crying when the big fall came to an end. He was on the garden sand.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh you got my butt!" Teddy shouted and moved forwards towards the gate, he thought the freak show was over, he had won, he had not been freaked up. But then Rick was too clever too leave it there. There was a honey comb over two trees which Rick had set. Now he pelted a stone at one of the honey combs and the buzzing began. He pelted another at the second one but missed but it hit the target in the second shot. The two combs began to buzz.&lt;br /&gt;"What the hell is this?" Teddy said as he tried to open the wooden gate, it was locked. "Is it not yet over? What have you got for me, your mama coming to screw me up or what?" Teddy screamed. But mama was the least of his problems.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WILL TEDDY HANDLE THE HONEY BEES. FIND OUT, NEXT SUNDAY. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-4704394687237035315?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/4704394687237035315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2010/02/crazy-carl-back-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/4704394687237035315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/4704394687237035315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2010/02/crazy-carl-back-again.html' title='CRAZY CARL: BACK AGAIN'/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-3050405063333013838</id><published>2010-01-26T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T00:22:46.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE 'RE PUBLIC' DAY CELEBRATIONS</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I had told you that I will not be bale to write, but I managed to write by taking some time out of my studies.&amp;nbsp; In this post i am going to tell you how, in India, people celebrate 26 the January and what is the reason.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;This date is one of the most important date in the history of India. We, the Indians celebrate this day when one of our most respected freedom fighter Dr. Babasaheb Ambedkar wrote the constitution of India and we began to apply it from this date.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;This date is called republic day because every man in India comes together, irrespective of cast and religion. There are long parades and marches in Delhi, the capital of India. Colorful dresses, dances, songs etc are sung. Every parade represents there states tradition. There is an airshow, and the hairs on our back stand up when we see those helicopters and fighters doing stunt in mid air. We, in our school, hoist flag and sing our national song. There is a patriotic feeling in every Indian, whether it is a child or a old man, everyone salutes the national, tricolor flag. 2008 was tragic year for us Indian's, after the 26/11 attacks shook the whole country. But in January 2009, just three months after the attack, no one feared to come out and celebrate this day, come what may we will celebrate our republic day and will show the bloody terrorists that we are not afraid of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/S16mSB7G0HI/AAAAAAAAALE/pYXJ06GRcu0/s1600-h/indian-flag.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/S16mSB7G0HI/AAAAAAAAALE/pYXJ06GRcu0/s320/indian-flag.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Now I shall end my post, HAPPY REPUBLIC DAY!!&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-3050405063333013838?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/3050405063333013838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2010/01/re-public-day-celebrations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/3050405063333013838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/3050405063333013838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2010/01/re-public-day-celebrations.html' title='THE &apos;RE PUBLIC&apos; DAY CELEBRATIONS'/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/S16mSB7G0HI/AAAAAAAAALE/pYXJ06GRcu0/s72-c/indian-flag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-5899905878340942931</id><published>2010-01-23T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T21:34:36.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAZY CARL BLOODSUCKERS NEST: THE LAST FIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hulla! i wanted to tell you that i will not be able to write the next Sunday, coz again my xams are starting! well you see how pressure students have on their small heads? and so they are just ending their lives! this is not fair! in recent spate of suicides in the city, 42 people have committed suicide in the month, and the month is still not over! my god! the rate of student suicides is more than 25, i think these are all cowards, coz they are just running away from their responsibilities, ending lives is not the way you can just get away from your tensions. Have they ever thought how their parents will feel? well i just hope that no more suicides are reported. Live and let live.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The woman in the white became blurred and disappeared&lt;i&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;Teddy grinned, 'to hell with it!' he shouted and turned only to find himself facing the wooden wall, where is the door? Teddy thought, he turned round and round, but did not find the door. 'What is this nonsense? Hey Rick! tell me where to go!' Teddy said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside, Rick hushed, so at least Teddy had not yet found the door, which will lead him to.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teddy found the crack, it was just a crack that gave away the hidden door. Teddy grinned again, and shouted, 'hey Rick, did you thought you will hide the bloody door from me? you are an idiot!' Teddy opened the crack and the door became loose and fell. Teddy saw before him; an empty room and stairs, the stairs will lead him into the garden and through the back gate, out of the house, and he will win the bet with Rick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teddy began to walk towards the stairs, that's when he smelled something fishy. How will Rick just give him the last part with nothing as a challenge? this was like a game and every game had the last part, most difficult......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is Teddy going to face in the last phase of the 'game' ? or is it yet the last phase?&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-5899905878340942931?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/5899905878340942931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2010/01/crazy-carl-bloodsuckers-nest-last-fight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/5899905878340942931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/5899905878340942931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2010/01/crazy-carl-bloodsuckers-nest-last-fight.html' title='CRAZY CARL BLOODSUCKERS NEST: THE LAST FIGHT'/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-3497436185993461780</id><published>2010-01-16T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T19:47:36.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAZY CARL BLOODSUCKERS NEST: THE WOMAN IN WHITE</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Hi,it seems like i have not written crazy Carl for last decade! sorry. By the way&amp;nbsp; that quake in Haiti and the death toll shattered me completely! i really feel sorry for those poor people who have not only lost their homes but also lost their family and happines. I hope there's some way that i can help them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ahhhhh!" said Teddy as the woman neared him. he had tried all those things that he could have thought of, spraying water on her, slashing sword, kicking but all in vain. Teddy could just think of running back and accepting defeat, but that will ruin his personality. he was sure that his gang will not apply the proverb of 'a freind in need is a freind indeed' they will surely leave him and spread in school that he was a freak.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No, he had to fight.&lt;br /&gt;Teddy examined the room; it was studded with crates and boxes, the woman with her big red eyes was coming towards him, but what can she do? eat him? impossible. She didn't seem to have any weapon. And was she a real witch? then Teddy saw what he had not seen for last few minutes; there was a pile of boxes and something was hidden inside the pile, he saw the light.&lt;br /&gt;Teddy moved towards the pile.&lt;br /&gt;Outside Rick cursed. He knew this was going to fail. Teddy had seen the pile and behind was.....&lt;br /&gt;Teddy removed all the boxes and saw what the witch was running on; it was a projector. And a film was running on it.&lt;br /&gt;Rick had created it brilliantly: he had created the projector and had made the it so that it can show the film even without the white screen. He had placed the film of a horror movie and now it show the witch in it.&lt;br /&gt;Teddy kicked the projector and broke it, that was the end of the projector too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What now? find it out in the next part.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-3497436185993461780?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/3497436185993461780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2010/01/crazy-carl-bloodsuckers-nest-woman-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/3497436185993461780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/3497436185993461780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2010/01/crazy-carl-bloodsuckers-nest-woman-in.html' title='CRAZY CARL BLOODSUCKERS NEST: THE WOMAN IN WHITE'/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-3517830740395984735</id><published>2010-01-09T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T21:18:25.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALEX RIDER: 2: POINT BLANC</title><content type='html'>HI, i am back again with Messy Sally and professor Bookworm. an review of the next AR book.&amp;nbsp; point blanc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally: Hi, Professor Bookworm.&lt;br /&gt;Bookworm: Yeah, hi.&lt;br /&gt;Sally: so..... shall we start? the second AR book, pls tell us about it.&lt;br /&gt;Bookworm: this time, the poor boy Alex Rider  is back at school trying to adapt to his new double life, and to double homework. But MI6 have other plans for him.&lt;br /&gt;Sally: and may i ask, what are these 'other' plans?&lt;br /&gt;Bookworm: this brilliant book starts off with a great murder. i mean the style in which the murder is executed. the assasin murder's one of the world's most richest man.&lt;br /&gt;Sally: ohhhhhhh! terryfying, no?&lt;br /&gt;Bookworm: yeah. but then Anthony Horowitz comes back to AR. And AR now bust's two drug dealers, in an unusal way. but then again, MI6 has new plans. after the murder another murder happens, that too a rich man. but people all over the world think them as accidental murders. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Investigations into the "accidental" deaths of two of the world's most powerful men have revealed just one link. Both had a son attending Point Blanc Academy - an exclusive school for rebellious rich kids, run by the sinister Dr Grief and set high on an isolated mountain peak in the French Alps.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Now, MI6 turns Alex Rider into Alex Friend, a rich father's spoil brat and send him to the school point blanc to find out what is going on there, but what is going on there is secret, Alex only knows that after half of the book is read. And again Anthony Horowitz manages to grip us onto the book, it is a page turner.and the book also includes a great encounter with the guards of the school and the SAS men.&lt;br /&gt;Sally: Wow! that is worth a read! ratings?&lt;br /&gt;Bookworm: four and a half.&lt;br /&gt;Sally: that is brilliant! well thank you for giving us this great review and we will meet you again. till then goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news: my friend's fishes gave 10 babies! cool! bye.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-3517830740395984735?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/3517830740395984735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2010/01/alex-rider-2-point-blanc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/3517830740395984735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/3517830740395984735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2010/01/alex-rider-2-point-blanc.html' title='ALEX RIDER: 2: POINT BLANC'/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-8805494287936554611</id><published>2010-01-08T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T21:55:46.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>REVIEW XPRESS: ALEX RIDER THE STROMBREAKER</title><content type='html'>I know i had added a post on Alex R but now i will be adding the reviews of all the Alex Rider books. now my new character professor Bookworm will chat with a interveiwer: Messy Sally and tell her about the first Alex R book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally: Good morning, Mr. Bookworm.&lt;br /&gt;Bookworm: Yeah, get straight to point messy girl.&lt;br /&gt;Sally: Excuse me? What do you mean by messy girl?&lt;br /&gt;Bookworm: your name's Messy, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Sally: OK. Now which book are you reading at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;Bookworm: i am not reading anything, coz i am giving an interveiw, haaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;Sally: Pls, sir! which book are you reading right now?&lt;br /&gt;Bookworm: Alex Rider first part, the strombreaker.&lt;br /&gt;Sally: can you tell us something about it?&lt;br /&gt;Bookworm: No! He, he, he, he. just joking! Alex Rider, can we call him AR? YES. So AR has no mother or father, poor kid. but he has his uncle, Ian Rider and the caretaker Jack. and She is she. but then this guy Ian Rider dies in a so called 'car accident' what he has not told Alex is that he is a spy working for MI6 an spy agency. and then like an hire,because Ian Rider was a spy, AR also has to be a spy. and then AR is dragged in this mess. his uncle is murdered by someone called Yassen Gregorowitch.&lt;br /&gt;AR is sent to the SAS training.Then, armed with his own special set of secret gadgets, he’s off on his first mission. &lt;br /&gt;His destination is the depths of Cornwall, where Middle Eastern multimillionaire Herod Sayle is producing his state-of-the-art Stormbreaker computers (here Bookworm drinks water). Sayle’s offered to give one free to every school in the country - but MI6 think there’s more to the gift than meets the eye.&lt;br /&gt;Only Alex can find out the truth. But time is running out and he soon finds himself in mortal danger. It looks as if his first assignment may well be his last... but surprise it is not his last!&lt;br /&gt;Sally: that was breathtaking, what is your say, professor Bookworm?&lt;br /&gt;Bookworm: as per my research, it's the best- selling spy book. Anthony Horowitz has a great skill in writing. and when evry book, since the third part, comes out, there is line to take it. i think it will go far.....&lt;br /&gt;Sally: what are your ratings?&lt;br /&gt;Bookworm: that's five out of, right? i think four and a half is the best.&lt;br /&gt;Sally: thank you sir, for being with us today and giving us this wonderful review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO MY READERS: THERE ARE IN ALL 8 PARTS IN AR. SO TOMMOROW I WILL WRITE THE REVIEW OF THE SECOND ALEX RIDER BOOK: POINT BLANC. SO BE READY TO BE WITH SALLY AND BOOKWORM IN REVIEW XPRESS.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-8805494287936554611?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/8805494287936554611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2010/01/review-xpress-alex-rider-strombreaker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/8805494287936554611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/8805494287936554611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2010/01/review-xpress-alex-rider-strombreaker.html' title='REVIEW XPRESS: ALEX RIDER THE STROMBREAKER'/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-3758125180707006753</id><published>2010-01-07T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T01:30:12.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Book Lover:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not know me or my work, but I am the national bestselling, award winning novelist of six critically acclaimed novels who has been twice nominated for the Pulitzer Prize in Fiction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Jan 9th, 2010 my debut novel, SUGAR will celebrate its 10th anniversary and in order to commemorate this milestone I am campaigning to sell 10,000 copies between now and that date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://api.ning.com/files/Hdn7ooNFu1s9PVPwXYwGR1c9bW9sjIaoMJUlC90lwnHRolaqNKiuEQ1BiCrDQKpTJHeIMWIe1rQPiAw3CYBxeX9O6zmVwJfG/45796061.JPG.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bernice L. McFadden's first novel begins with the brief, poetic description of a crime so startling that the reader is helplessly drawn in, as if a bright red door stood ajar on a bleak and forbidding house. Pearl Taylor's daughter, Jude, has been found murdered and mutilated near a field at the edge of town. "The murder had white man written all over it," writes McFadden. "But no one would say it above a whisper. It was 1940. It was Bigelow, Arkansas. It was a black child. Need any more be said?" In the years that follow, Pearl catches sight of Jude in so many strangers that when Sugar Lacey comes to town and sets up her unwholesome "business" in the house next door, she doesn't know whether to believe what she sees in Sugar's face: a striking similarity to Jude, dead 15 years. In her sedate but supple prose--rising at times to a light, unforced lyricism in the description of landscape or character--the author perfectly renders the closed and protective society of a small Southern town, the superstitions, gossip, and prying.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m asking that you purchase a copy of SUGAR for yourself, a friend or family member. And yes, KINDLE purchases count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could help spread the word by blogging, twittering ad Face-booking my campaign, it would mean the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Light,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernice L. McFadden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bernicemcfadden.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;www.bernicemcfadden.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.firstborngirl.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;www.firstborngirl.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;www.amazon.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.b&amp;amp;n.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;www.B&amp;amp;N.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-3758125180707006753?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/3758125180707006753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2010/01/dear-book-lover-you-may-not-know-me-or.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/3758125180707006753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/3758125180707006753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2010/01/dear-book-lover-you-may-not-know-me-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-2058884994470042080</id><published>2009-12-31T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T02:50:21.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAZY CARL: THE BLOODSUCKERS'S NEST 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Teddy's head was spinning. he looked around, water? Should he spread water over the monster? even if it didn't diweapon Olaf the vamp, it would&lt;/span&gt; at least distract him. But where was water? And then Teddy remembered, he had seen a brocken pipe when he had entered. Where? And then he saw the pipe, he only nedded a sharp weapon.......&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Teddy struck, till now the vampire Olaf had reached Teddy and was trying to pierce the dagger, and that was when Teddy kicked the vamp's hand, the dagger fell, Teddy raced towards the pipe and pirced the dagger in it. A force of water sprayed in every direction, Olaf's machinery came in contact with water and was out of control. Olaf began to dance. he fell into pool of water.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Teddy wasted no time, he unlocked the door and was in a dark room, the water gushed out in the room like a river. Teddy saw a camera and suddenly two fake boomrangs shot towards Teddy. And then a really scary voice called out, 'you killed my son!! NOW YOU WILL PAY!' and a figure in white &lt;i&gt;saree&lt;/i&gt; came out of a wall. This time Teddy was scared, he didn't show it, but his eyes widened as he looked at the woman. the woman stopped; her eyes were blood red and ditto with her lips. She had her hairs over her face and Teddy was flabbergasted to see her legs were in opposite direction.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Outside even Carl shuddered as he saw the woman on the camera's. 'This would surely freak the bully out' Rick commented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question is, will it? you will have to read next time to know it.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-2058884994470042080?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/2058884994470042080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/12/crazy-carl-bloodsuckerss-nest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/2058884994470042080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/2058884994470042080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/12/crazy-carl-bloodsuckerss-nest.html' title='CRAZY CARL: THE BLOODSUCKERS&apos;S NEST 2'/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-5559815984881783517</id><published>2009-12-28T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T01:39:08.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOKS IN 2010. PART 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; I am really sorry because i could not write crazy Carl next Sunday because my xams are starting. To make for it i will write on the 31 first. Anyway i am writing this one to tell you about the coming books in 2010.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 was a year for graphic novels and popular authors like Dan Brown, Stephenie Meyer, Chetan Bhagat. 2010 will bring more books by other authors. in a range of non fiction, fiction and childrean alike.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;we will start with the debutants in fiction category:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Homeboy&lt;/i&gt; by H M Naqvi is a book about a young Pakistani in post 9/11 period. We have seen many writers writing in post 9/11 as background. Maybe it's a good and easy catch for writers but I personally think it's lot boring when authors are stuck on the same thing. &lt;i&gt;Serious Men&lt;/i&gt; by Manu Joseph is set in Mumbai which is also an usual an usual place. Sarita Mandanna's &lt;i&gt;Tiger Hills &lt;/i&gt;is set in Coorg (a city or maybe an town, village in India, who cares!) which is a romantic saga, goof off! i don't care a damn about romance thingy, and so i don't care to touch this book. Then comes &lt;i&gt;Saraswati Park &lt;/i&gt;by someone called Anjali Joseph (sister of Manu Joseph?) which focuses on middle Mumbai, again Mumbai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, sorry have to go. I will continue tommorow. Bye. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-5559815984881783517?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/5559815984881783517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/12/books-in-2010-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/5559815984881783517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/5559815984881783517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/12/books-in-2010-part-1.html' title='BOOKS IN 2010. PART 1'/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-3745661046518714853</id><published>2009-12-26T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T22:27:32.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAZY CARL: THE BLOODSUCKER'S NEST</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Hello all, i had nearly forgotten to write on on this Sunday, until my dear dad said 'i think you were supposed to write on Sunday's and you have aldready missed one Sunday so you ought to write this Sunday' and here i am writing from my brother's place that is out of town, so i am writing on my father's laptop. and yes i hope you all have enjoyed your chrismas, and HAPPY NEW YEAR!in advance&amp;nbsp;so now we shall move towards our continuing crazy Carl.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teddy had got a treatment of mud and dog poop, but he was still moving towards the second door. A red board on the door read: beware, BLOODSUCKER. Teddy grunted,&amp;nbsp; he was still being fired at, but it didn't mattered now. He opened the door and saw a dirty room. Spider web's were too much to count and spider's were crawling around the web's. Teddy shuddered, he swallowed and then saw the next door, but then he saw a coffin, which suddenly opened (of course, remote controlled by Rick) Teddy backed, he knew this was one of the freaky thing like other's but it almost looked real, what he saw was a tall man, blood was spilled on his black cloak. his teeth were K9 coming out like a vampire, and he &lt;em&gt;was &lt;/em&gt;really a vampire.&amp;nbsp;And his teeth were no plastic thing, they were from Rick's dad's tooth collection, they were&amp;nbsp;tiger's teeth. Rick was controlling the vamp from outside. the vamp came out of the coffin and suddenly a voice boomed 'this is my son, Olaf. Olaf, show this little punk what you can do heeeeee!' this was the witch. the voice as i wrote was from a recorder and this voice was&amp;nbsp;not from any movie but it was given by Rick's sister Sassy.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Olaf the vamp moved and took out what looked like a dagger. Teddy was nearly freaked out, but then he had a fresh dose of courage and he began making his plan to move next door, whatever it costs.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Teddy kicked the vamp and a second later, he was holding his leg because the vamp was made of metal, so no chance of breaking him like the knight. so what can he do? the vamp moved closer and Teddy dodged him by moving on his right side.&amp;nbsp;The weapon of the vamp were his two teeth and the dagger, so Teddy had to disweapon him. but how?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;find out next time, until then, bye. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-3745661046518714853?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/3745661046518714853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/12/crazy-carl-bloodsuckers-nest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/3745661046518714853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/3745661046518714853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/12/crazy-carl-bloodsuckers-nest.html' title='CRAZY CARL: THE BLOODSUCKER&apos;S NEST'/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-1805681597437331150</id><published>2009-12-22T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T03:52:59.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPYCY BOOKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;SPYCY books that is spy books are now becoming famous day by day. Earlier&amp;nbsp;it was only James Bond who would be titled as spy. but now one of the famous spy: Alex Rider is becoming famous. Anthony Horowitz is the author. If you are following my&amp;nbsp;reviews of the books then you could have remembered it's the same wonderful author of the diamond brothers series. But this time&amp;nbsp;there are not much jokes, even so the books are a wonder.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Alex Rider books are so full of action and stunts, you feel like you are watching a movie. Alex, is a fourteen year old teenager who is leading a normal life till a tradegy strucks him: Ian Rider, his uncle is killed in an accident, well&amp;nbsp;thats what Alex is told. But&amp;nbsp;when Alex is dragged by MI6 an British secret agency, he knows the truth: Ian Rider was murdered while he was driving his car. Alex is made a teenage spy and is sent to train with SAS. There he meets some bullies and as he gets&amp;nbsp;out of traning, he is sent on a mission.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This starts the first part: SROMBREAKER.&amp;nbsp;Followed by more seven into the series, in which part by part you dicover the&amp;nbsp;famaily of Alex. An&amp;nbsp;gripping novel, which at one page you think 'all is well' and as you turn it it catches your breathe. With every page there&amp;nbsp;is suspence and&amp;nbsp;if on one page Alex is shown to be happy, you can't believe he will be happy the next page. and i really think you should buy the parts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;As for the ratings i will give it 5 out of 5! and if you have aldready bought a copy of the young James Bond series, then be ready to be bored and you may think you were an idiot to buy it. Well, i have just read the first part by Charlie Higson, i hope the second would be good. As for now buy ALEX RIDER!!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-1805681597437331150?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/1805681597437331150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/12/spycy-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/1805681597437331150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/1805681597437331150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/12/spycy-books.html' title='SPYCY BOOKS'/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-7390866709959943900</id><published>2009-12-20T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T02:05:58.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RICK'S HAUNTED HOUSE 3 : IN THE LINE OF FIRE</title><content type='html'>As Teddy went rolling down the stairs the knight gave another blow on Teddy's head. Teddy hit on the ground floor with a thud. he got up and with his red eyes looked up&lt;br /&gt;"ye are gone!" he shouted and raced upwards like an angry bull. the knight, which was controlled by Rick, aimed another blow but this time Teddy was ready, he grabbed the sword which was made of metal and kicked the knight and then took out all of it's machinery. Rick soon knew that his knight was chopped to pieces. the cameras showed Teddy kicking the knight, siting on him and throwing it's machines in every direction. soon the floor was littered with wires, motors and things. Carl watched, flabbergasted. he was thinking what would be appropriate to freak Teddy out. Teddy was just doesn't giving up!&lt;br /&gt;Teddy moved towards the door on the second floor. and as he opened the door, a pack of darts came racing towards his face, Teddy ducked and the darts went above him. Teddy grinned, "is that all you have got? Ricky baby?" he said and set a step inside, and another pack of darts raced towards him, this time two hit him on his face, the darts were specially covered in mud and dog poop so that when they will hit Teddy he will be covered in it. and now Teddy was being fired from all the sides, he tried to run but he was in the line of fire.... Of darts.&lt;br /&gt;Teddy could see the door, but then an dart got straight into his mouth, "argggggggggggh!" he shouted. and then Teddy fell. Outside Rick was enjoying himself, he was jumping and teasing the Teddy gang.&lt;br /&gt;"Look at your boss! what a shame!" he was saying and then got a nice beating, but anyway he was hopping like a mad person.&lt;br /&gt;Inside Teddy was going really mad, he had grabbed himself a piece of wood from a broken table and was blowing the darts away, shooting them in air like a cricket bat. and slowly moving towards the door........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-7390866709959943900?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/7390866709959943900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/12/ricks-haunted-house-3-in-line-of-fire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/7390866709959943900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/7390866709959943900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/12/ricks-haunted-house-3-in-line-of-fire.html' title='RICK&apos;S HAUNTED HOUSE 3 : IN THE LINE OF FIRE'/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-1240615966851563286</id><published>2009-12-13T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T02:15:42.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RICK'S HAUNTED HOUSE 2</title><content type='html'>..... the figure's hand came down, Teddy made his movement: he rolled. And the figure missed.&lt;br /&gt;"Who is this crap?" Teddy shouted and kicked the figure, the figure was actually a electronic statue carrying a fake dagger, and as Teddy kicked it, it fell and broke into pieces. outside, Rick eat his fingers "that was given to me by my father from his collection, you bull!" he shouted.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Teddy moved forwards, towards the long dusty staircase towards the second floor of the house. and then the witch's voice spoke: "come..... come to me! i will make your soup! delicious! man soup, heeee!" Teddy stood over one of the stairs. he was petrified, but then came over his fear "go hell with it!" he said. and moved on, the statue of the knight in front of him moved. the knight took out a long sword and began moving it, Teddy moved forwards. he knew that this was some kind of another statue, but then the knight sliced his sword and gave a blow it on Teddy's arm, and blood flowed out of it. it was a simple movie trick: there was a balloon attached to the sword, which was attached so that Teddy couldn't see it and so as the balloon part of the sword which was filled with red water hit Teddy's arm and it would burst and the red water will flow out of it on Teddy's hand which would look as blood. Teddy looked at his hand with horror. outside, Rick grinned. the knight, was a remote controlled machine, it was a marvel how Rick had done it. but then the knight rotated the sword again, controlled by Rick outside enjoying, but then Teddy slipped from the stair and began falling from the stairs, down........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is in the bag for Teddy? will he surrender? or will he continue?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-1240615966851563286?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/1240615966851563286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/12/ricks-haunted-house-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/1240615966851563286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/1240615966851563286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/12/ricks-haunted-house-2.html' title='RICK&apos;S HAUNTED HOUSE 2'/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-842656506118602611</id><published>2009-12-06T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T02:42:59.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FREAK THE BULLY: RICK'S HAUNTED HOUSE</title><content type='html'>It was the next Sunday, and it was Rick who was first going to try freaking Teddy. the morning was stormy and Rick had planned to freak Teddy by scaring him with the haunted house, which actually was of Mr. Khan, who was a retired army officer but had died a couple of months ago. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the house was not really haunted, but as Rick was good at making gadgets he had made some great arrangements, such as: he had fitted a recorder on the first floor which would talk like a witch, Rick thought it would scare the wits out of Teddy. Rick had recorded the voice in his recorder from a scary movie. then he had fitted a projector, which would show the film of a lady in white &lt;i&gt;saree&lt;/i&gt; and green eyes and long hairs coming towards Teddy. then he had a machine by which he had made some zombies come out of sand on the ground, the zombies were only some statues. then there were fake boomerangs fitted on every floor and once you step on particular place they would shoot at you. and many such things were fitted. there were also cameras fitted on every floor so that everyone can see the action going on inside. Crazy Carl and others arrived, Rick was already there. Teddy grinned at him&lt;br /&gt;"Boy, you are going to clean toilets! yes you are! i am not getting scared by a haunted house!" said Teddy.&lt;br /&gt;"We will see that" said Rick. Teddy cracked his fists and began walking towards the house. the gates creaked open, Teddy looked back smiled and went forwards. as soon as he went three steps in, two arrows shot at him. Teddy crouched, the arrows hit the gate and fell. the bet was Teddy should cross the whole house, that is including the floors. Teddy crushed the other two arrows in his hands and looked at Rick, who was still calm.Teddy then went inside the house. the camera on ground floor showed his image, Teddy came in and suddenly some spider webs with spiders on them were shot at Teddy, the spiders were real but Teddy didn't seemed to be affected, he stamped the spiders under his heavy foot, gosh! sorry for the spiders. and then an dark image was seen on the camera, it moved towards Teddy- with a knife, Teddy looked at it, for sometime horror was depicted on his face then he tried to catch the hand of the figure but he was not able to, if he came out running, Rick would win the challenge. The figure moved it's hand up to stab Teddy............&lt;br /&gt;What would happen? can Teddy save himself or he will come out of the house. freaked and Rick would win the challenge? find it out next Sunday.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-842656506118602611?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/842656506118602611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/12/freak-bully-ricks-haunted-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/842656506118602611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/842656506118602611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/12/freak-bully-ricks-haunted-house.html' title='FREAK THE BULLY: RICK&apos;S HAUNTED HOUSE'/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-4398197365500997839</id><published>2009-11-28T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T21:25:38.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAZY CARL: FREAK THE BULLY</title><content type='html'>Hello, a hundred and one apologies, i wasn't able to write the last Sunday. i was really busy and forgot all about Crazy Carl.i didn't really write the last to last Sunday in detail and i promised you i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i told you the last time, it was last day of the school and Carl was snoring, Rick was listening (to the teacher not the snoring) after the bell rang Teddy, the school bully, in his regular jeans which was torn and a brown jacket with 'i don't fear anything' on it came into the corridor, he was walking like his father had owned up the whole school. and he was shouting "i don't fear anyone! i don't! who can freak me? the answers only one! no one! haaa!" Carl laughed at him which annoyed Teddy "what you freak? can you freak me out?" the bully asked. Carl was ready for this, he knew Teddy liked to give challenges,&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, i know i can freak you, but my demand is Rick, should also participate in, the one who wins, will get two free hot dogs" insisted Carl, Rick, who was beside Carl stared at him angrily, but he didn't wanted to show that he was not accepting the challenge infront of the whole crowd of students, so he accepted the challenge anyway.&lt;br /&gt;"ye two think ye can freak me? you are mad! now if i win you will have to clean the toilet for one whole week" said Teddy. and so the challenge was placed. read the next Sunday, how Carl and Rick try to freak Teddy out.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-4398197365500997839?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/4398197365500997839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/11/crazy-carl-freak-bully.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/4398197365500997839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/4398197365500997839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/11/crazy-carl-freak-bully.html' title='CRAZY CARL: FREAK THE BULLY'/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-8218778744732755730</id><published>2009-11-26T01:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T01:50:49.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/Sw5GxAHQqYI/AAAAAAAAAKg/bP39zZGQKZc/s1600/MUMBAI_2152f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/Sw5PcC9kyKI/AAAAAAAAAK4/g2CmPpKL4PA/s1600/3063176870_b26becc6c5_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/Sw5PcC9kyKI/AAAAAAAAAK4/g2CmPpKL4PA/s320/3063176870_b26becc6c5_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This post has nothing to do with books or writing, but i felt i should write it. the whole of the world knows what happened in Mumbai on this unfortunate day, ten heavily armed terrorists attacked Mumbai on several sensitive places such as: CST station, The Taj and Oberoi hotels and the Nariman House. the attacked killed more than 175 people&amp;nbsp; injuring more than 300. it was Wednesday and the day was going as normal as it could be. my parents had a call at around 1:30 in the night from a relative saying that firing had taken place on several places and that the schools will be closed tomorrow. my parents turned on the television where on every possible news channel, only one picture was seen: Taj, the five star hotel was on fire, four of ten merciless terrorists had taken the Taj hostage. and they were in search of tourists. Firing indiscriminately at the Leopold Cafe two had stormed in at lobby while the other two were waiting in silence then the four assembled in lobby and began their bloody rampage. It was late in the morning that i woke up clueless of the happenings around the city. i was puzzled because i wasn't sent to school and so i came into the hall where i asked my father the reason and he just gave me the morning's newspaper where i saw a man in a weird position, i didn't saw the gun in his hand or the hate on his face. i was puzzled that an ordinary man's picture was in newspaper but then i saw the gun and slowly the picture became clear my first reaction was 'why is he moving around with a AK- 47?' and that name of gun made it more clear, he was a terrorist, a terrorist moving around to kill. then my father told me that several places were attacked and i swithched on the television where for next 60 hours constant gunfire was heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;my questions were 'what was the police doing? and the army, didn't the army men gundown the terrorists? why NSG (NATIONAL SEQURITY GUARDS) was needed? isn't the army brave?' those questions had no answers. today on 26/11/09 the attacks will complete its first anniversary, but the questions have still got no answers, nothing has changed only the arrested gunman Kasab, the young 'boy' in newspaper&amp;nbsp; is leading, maybe a comfortable life in jail, no decision is taken even after so many people saw him firing at innocent people. we have lost no one in the attack but we shed tears for those who have because we support each other and this is the unity on India, the unity of Mumbai. and we hope that no city in India or any other country face such a attack, and we should confront the bloody terrorists, Mumbai can't stop just because ten fanatics came and took her hostage but this is what we call spirit of Mumbai. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-8218778744732755730?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/8218778744732755730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-post-has-nothing-to-do-with-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/8218778744732755730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/8218778744732755730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-post-has-nothing-to-do-with-books.html' title=''/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/Sw5PcC9kyKI/AAAAAAAAAK4/g2CmPpKL4PA/s72-c/3063176870_b26becc6c5_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-2866277587633716236</id><published>2009-11-15T01:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T01:51:03.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Carl: episode one: FREAK THE BULLY</title><content type='html'>THIS IS THE FIRST EPISODE OF THE CRAZY CARL SERIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the last day of school and Crazy Carl was as usual sleeping while the teacher was giving a lecture on what to do and what not to do in the holiday's. Ridiculous Rick was listening eagerly. the teacher was boring the students to death. Rick was a intelligent boy with clean neat hairs and spectacles over his crooked nose. while Carl was like being in completely different world. Shabby hairs and utterly mischievous, dumbest boy in the class. the bell rang. students ran out and Carl joined his gang.&lt;br /&gt;The school bully, Teddy entered into the passage with his fat bully gang.&lt;br /&gt;"i fear no one!" he was shouting.&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you about Rick Carl rivalry: it started when Carl peed on Rick and Rick pooped on Carl. Carl liked to give challenges to Rick and like him see loose. and so Carl took the opportunity and asked Rick "Well, Rick can you freak Teddy out?" Rick looked at Carl and said "are you challenging me?" "yes" said Carl.&lt;br /&gt;"well, then i will accept the challenge" said Rick.&lt;br /&gt;                      To be continued..............  i know it was not brief and i will explain you the next time i write what really happened when Carl challenged Rick......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-2866277587633716236?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/2866277587633716236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/11/crazy-carl-episode-one-freak-bully.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/2866277587633716236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/2866277587633716236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/11/crazy-carl-episode-one-freak-bully.html' title='Crazy Carl: episode one: FREAK THE BULLY'/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-8312638993767570052</id><published>2009-11-15T01:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T01:21:20.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-8312638993767570052?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/8312638993767570052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/8312638993767570052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/8312638993767570052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-6903034757729962584</id><published>2009-11-13T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T03:28:51.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, i am writing to inform you about a new theme which i am going to write on my blog. the theme is that i will write about a particular character every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; That is, a series of the character which is:Crazy Carl.&lt;br /&gt;Carl is a mischievous boy who is the rival of an intelligent fella named the Ridiculous Rick. now this series is about the fighting they do and the problems they face.&lt;br /&gt;    both the boys have their gangs. Carl's gang consist of: Nutty Nick,, Mad Mat and Idiot Ian. Rick's gang: Jerky James, Stupid Sam and Punky Phil. Rick and his gang is a rather intelligent gang. they make machines and all types of electronic gadgets while Carl's gang thinks of worms on opponents head and mud in his mouth and- you know what all ugly things.&lt;br /&gt; so both, Carl and Rick are battling over only one thing: Carl peed on Rick when both were three and then Rick pooped on Carl, they are not going to do such things now....... but more worse! find out what by reading the episodes of crazy Carl every Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;  tell me if i should write it or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-6903034757729962584?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/6903034757729962584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-i-am-writing-to-inform-you-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/6903034757729962584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/6903034757729962584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-i-am-writing-to-inform-you-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-7120858717507387749</id><published>2009-11-11T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T02:08:45.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SvqHgL_ZFUI/AAAAAAAAAKU/v9susg5TfrE/s1600-h/The+magic+store+of+nu+cham+vu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SvqHgL_ZFUI/AAAAAAAAAKU/v9susg5TfrE/s320/The+magic+store+of+nu+cham+vu.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402779690028569922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I read THE BOOK: The Magic Store Of Nu-Cham-Vu. it was a good story. though the book was for smaller children than me, i enjoyed reading it. i will confess, though, it was a bit boring in between and can force you to put it down. i tried to read further and surprisingly it was good! it only consists of 132 pages and i finished it the day i bought it, even so i had heard that it was a good book and so i picked up a copy. another confession: yes it was not worth the price it was (175!) but you have to try different books, you know. but i dare say that though there were only three stories they were completely unusual which impressed me the most.&lt;br /&gt;   i guess you would have thought the book will be about the things in this store, i guessed the same but as i said the stories were different.&lt;br /&gt;   The store (no, not a grocery store, the magical store) is located in Anchan Bay. which is a imaginary, rubbishly imagined actually, is a village. and then you will find most unusual things in this store, for xample: chocolate cakes made of potatoes and cream, toffee rolled around sugar cane sticks and beetroot ice cream garnished with tomato-chilli jam, yeah like i care what you put in what. and then some things (bad) happen with people which of course our ugly little hero, Nu-Cham-Vu does and then the village people want it (yes 'it' coz it is a monster) to go. but the children don't. and so the battle has begun (well, thats what is written on the back cover of the book, pls someone tell me with who anyway?) i never got a tinge of battle in the book. and yes the front cover reads Ruskin Bond recommended, so?&lt;br /&gt;  well, you got to say this book, which is not as long as its title, is written well by Shreekumar Varma. And illustrated by his son Vinayak Varma. Father and son doing work together, hmmm..... good, i can give it: 4 out of 5.                       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/HELLO/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-7120858717507387749?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/7120858717507387749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-read-book-magic-store-of-nu-cham-vu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/7120858717507387749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/7120858717507387749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-read-book-magic-store-of-nu-cham-vu.html' title=''/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SvqHgL_ZFUI/AAAAAAAAAKU/v9susg5TfrE/s72-c/The+magic+store+of+nu+cham+vu.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-7852769155740965742</id><published>2009-11-06T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T03:17:16.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIAMOND BROTHERS...</title><content type='html'>I read this book, the diamond brothers d&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/HELLO/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;etective age&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/HELLO/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.png" alt="" /&gt;ncy. the book was the funniest book i ever read. this book is about two brothers who run a private detective agency. Nick, is thirteen but more clever than his older brother Tim. Tim is a real stupid guy asking silly questions. This series of books is written by, Anthony Horowitz. the diamond bros books are mystrey books. i read the second in the series: PUBLIC ENEMY NUMBER TWO. The book was good.&lt;br /&gt; In this book Nick is put in a jail for stealing a carbuncle from a museum. Actually Nick had not steal the carbuncle but two policemen had accused him of doing so because they wanted him to be in the jail to get some information from public enemy number one: Johny Powers. only three people in the world know that Nick had not stolen the carbuncle: the two policemen, and Nick. To prove himself innocent he has to do the work for these two. but when the two policemen die in a car crash, the last hope of Nick is doomed as well.                 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-7852769155740965742?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/7852769155740965742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/11/diamond-brothers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/7852769155740965742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/7852769155740965742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/11/diamond-brothers.html' title='DIAMOND BROTHERS...'/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-4427448660494862617</id><published>2009-11-01T02:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T03:07:15.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY MEET WITH.........</title><content type='html'>Hi, i met a author. he was great, I mean we talked with each other.actually he had came there to give a speech but he was surprised when I told him that I write stories. I told him one of my story and he said that it was good and that I should look for a publisher. he and his assistants had organized a book fair and took a signed copy!! it was wonderful, not that his telling that my story is good will help me publish but at least I got some boost. and speaking of publishing I filled a publishing form today, they have written that they will tell me if I have any chance within one week's time. hope for the best!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-4427448660494862617?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/4427448660494862617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-meet-with.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/4427448660494862617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/4427448660494862617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-meet-with.html' title='MY MEET WITH.........'/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-4293034421544538549</id><published>2009-10-30T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T21:49:20.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello all, today Asterix a little Gaul warrior turns 50. not read this little warriors story? well, its a comic and a funny one as well. Asterix started off as on 29 october 1959 in a french magazine:Pilote. Asterix was written by Rene Goscinny and illustrated by Albert Uderzo. Asterix lives in a village. with Roman attacks and things i don't know, coz i haven't read many of his comics. today (provided you are reading it today) released another of his book: ASTERIX AND OBELIX'S BIRTHDAY- THE GOLDEN BOOK. well thats what i wanted to tell. i will write another article on Asterix but for now.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-4293034421544538549?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/4293034421544538549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-all-today-asterix-little-gaul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/4293034421544538549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/4293034421544538549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-all-today-asterix-little-gaul.html' title=''/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-8849811206033869161</id><published>2009-10-28T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:44:12.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COMPARISION BETWEEN HP AND PJ.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SukqW3ckVhI/AAAAAAAAAKE/igsUWk74Sv4/s1600-h/percy-jackson-the-lightning-thief-book-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SukqW3ckVhI/AAAAAAAAAKE/igsUWk74Sv4/s320/percy-jackson-the-lightning-thief-book-cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397892200709510674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/Sukq-4Y-VFI/AAAAAAAAAKM/kFBA_Va_33s/s1600-h/harry_potter_and_the_philosophers_stone_book_j_k_rowling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/Sukq-4Y-VFI/AAAAAAAAAKM/kFBA_Va_33s/s320/harry_potter_and_the_philosophers_stone_book_j_k_rowling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397892888157639762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am writing my views about these two book&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/HELLO/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;s, that is HP(harry potter) and PJ(Percy Jackson). no offence to any of these books but many people compare these books. look, these two books are wonderful which are written by wonderful authors. these books are the bestsellers in fantasy novels and nevertheless many people compare them which is wrong. yeah, you can say that there are similarities between them for instance: both Harry and Percy find out that they are someone special or then they are escorted to a special place where you learn magic or- all right sorry i am beginning to compare them.&lt;br /&gt;    But my point is that comparing to similar subjects is wrong. every author has different style of writing and if you have read both these books then you will find the difference. my only hope is that people stop comparing books whether they are of fantasy or not. if i have hurt your feelings about any of these books, i am really sorry and i didn't mean to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-8849811206033869161?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/8849811206033869161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/10/comparision-between-hp-and-pj.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/8849811206033869161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/8849811206033869161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/10/comparision-between-hp-and-pj.html' title='COMPARISION BETWEEN HP AND PJ.'/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SukqW3ckVhI/AAAAAAAAAKE/igsUWk74Sv4/s72-c/percy-jackson-the-lightning-thief-book-cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-7200404867271613472</id><published>2009-10-26T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T02:51:25.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MATILDA</title><content type='html'>Matilda is a book byRoald Dahl. brilliant book. a girl who loves to read but parents who force to watch television. Matilda then plays pranks on her parents and her brother to harras them. there is also miss Trunchbull to handle but her good teacher Ms. Honey supports her. i will give it 4.5 out of 5.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-7200404867271613472?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/7200404867271613472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/10/matilda.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/7200404867271613472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/7200404867271613472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/10/matilda.html' title='MATILDA'/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-1644931786762583589</id><published>2009-10-24T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T03:12:02.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW OF THE THREE MISTAKES OF MY LIFE</title><content type='html'>I read this book: the three mistakes of my life by an Indian author &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chetan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bhagat&lt;/span&gt;. it was a good book. Three &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;struggling&lt;/span&gt; friends open a cricket shop and then starts the story. with facing natural calamities, riots, politics they face. i will give it 3.5 out of 5 because of its huge number of curses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-1644931786762583589?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/1644931786762583589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/10/book-review-of-three-mistakes-of-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/1644931786762583589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/1644931786762583589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/10/book-review-of-three-mistakes-of-my.html' title='BOOK REVIEW OF THE THREE MISTAKES OF MY LIFE'/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-352910319738784861</id><published>2009-10-19T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T07:29:00.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another new book</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/Stx3n4h-vBI/AAAAAAAAAJc/q2F5Qrf8914/s1600-h/n6372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/Stx3n4h-vBI/AAAAAAAAAJc/q2F5Qrf8914/s320/n6372.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394317980756524050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I this book FROM THE TWO RIVERS PART ONE THE EYE OF THE WORLD THE BEGINNING OF THE WHEEL OF THE TIME.Whoa man! what a name! this books author is Robert Jordan. this book is about some man called Rand Al'thor and his friends who live in a dull village and then a sorceress named Aes Sdeai who can weild one power comes to their village and then Trollocs which are half human half beasts attack the village and Rand is forced to leave the village and then they face some dark forces. this synopsis is quiet long but the book is action packed story. i think it will do with 4 out of 5.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-352910319738784861?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/352910319738784861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-new-book.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/352910319738784861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/352910319738784861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-new-book.html' title='another new book'/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/Stx3n4h-vBI/AAAAAAAAAJc/q2F5Qrf8914/s72-c/n6372.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-3846651361322529580</id><published>2009-10-14T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T06:47:38.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW BOOK I READ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/StXWacYY7RI/AAAAAAAAAJU/PdLEzIfGchc/s1600-h/squireeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/StXWacYY7RI/AAAAAAAAAJU/PdLEzIfGchc/s320/squireeee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392451878629469458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, i read this book the squires tales. and i really liked it. i mean you should try it out. it is about a knight called Gawen and his squires adventures. and this squire, now what was his name? Yeah Terrence and he is from a magical land and there are battles and things in this tale. i think if you saw one anywhere you&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; should&lt;/span&gt; pick it up. i give it a 4.5 out of 5 so i guess that's good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-3846651361322529580?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/3846651361322529580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-book-i-read.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/3846651361322529580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/3846651361322529580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-book-i-read.html' title='NEW BOOK I READ'/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/StXWacYY7RI/AAAAAAAAAJU/PdLEzIfGchc/s72-c/squireeee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508131638468514834.post-8853364029395074094</id><published>2009-10-13T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T08:24:27.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo dudes! i am thirteen, I am an author (UNPUBLISHED, YET) So we can discuss about story plots on my blog and i am an reader as well so we can discuss about the books you all have read and i have read (i mainly like fantasies for example: Harry Potter or Percy Jackson etc)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508131638468514834-8853364029395074094?l=atharvapp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/feeds/8853364029395074094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/10/yo-dudes-i-am-thirteen-i-am-author.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/8853364029395074094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508131638468514834/posts/default/8853364029395074094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atharvapp.blogspot.com/2009/10/yo-dudes-i-am-thirteen-i-am-author.html' title=''/><author><name>Atharva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059806043111811820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvr_ho9ofFw/SuVQBYKvEzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J9MA1_hLQJw/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
