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July 14th, 2008 -- Posted in Uncategorized |
Finally i managed to transfer my blog from Y360 to word press… As you all know i transferred all my blogger blogs to my self-hosted word press blog and this was the last blog left but unfortunately it was on yahoo 360 and since their’s no export-import mechanism in y360 i couldn’t do so but because y360 is taking its last breath it was very important for me to transfer this blog and after a lot of hard work i found this great tool called “Y360 to word press” but after using it i realized i was expecting too much,it was not an easy task as it didn’t worked the way it promised firstly i had to remove all videos and polls even after that it was giving error while converting so i had to start from the last entry and by taking 5 or 10 entries at a time i had to convert them in xml format and then upload it to wordpress then the most difficult task delete the entries thaat have been successfully transfered you might be thinking what’s the difficulty in that well friends its y360 and not wordpress– 1 you can not select multiple entries and delete them you have to delete 1 at a time, 2 big time cache problem so when you delete entries and return to last page you might actually end up at an enty that you have allready deleted just refresh the page 2-3 times…
And after 2-3 days of hardwork i finally managed to transfer and delete all the entries… and am really happy because wordpress rocks!!! and now i can express myself in a much better way.
PS:- 1 major drawback of this tool is the image at the bottom of title and before the content doesn’t gets transferred.
July 17th, 2007 -- Posted in Uncategorized |
‘You told me you loved me
I told you I loved back
You broke my heart
And you don’t feel bad
I definitely had you once
And want you back
but all you will do
Is say you love me
Then you will just deny it
How the fuck do you think I feel
Not to good
Not to well
So why don’t you go to hell’
(source)
July 10th, 2007 -- Posted in Uncategorized |
one of my old frinds and regular reader of this blog just mailed me lil something in gujrati after reading my recent entries….
it goes like this…
ખુશ નથી છતાં ખુશ રહેવુ પડે છે
કોઇ પુછે કેમ છે તો મજામા કહેવ પડે છે
દિલ મ થયા હજારો જખ્મો છતા હસતા રહેવુ પડે છે
જીન્દગી એક નાટક છે બરબાદ થઇ ને પન જીવવુ પડે છે
{Khush nathi chata Khush rehvu pade che
koi puche kem che to majama kehvu pade che
dil ma thaya hajaro jakhamo chata hasta rehvu pade che
Jindgi ek natak che barbaad thai ne pan jivavu pade che}
transltion:-
khush nahi hai fir bhi khush rehna padta hai
koi puche kaise hai, to bhi kehna padta hai maze me hain
dile me hue hai hazaro zakham fir bhi haste rehna padta hai
jivan ek natak hai fir bhi barbad hoke bhi jina padta hai
looks like she described my entire blog in just a few lines… nyways my fren thanks for the wonderful lines…
June 23rd, 2007 -- Posted in Uncategorized |
“love at first sight” a poem i came to know from the movie “turn left turn right” that really touched my heart…
Love at First Sight
by Wislawa Szymborska
They both thought
that a sudden feeling had united them
This certainty is beautiful,
Even more beautiful than uncertainty.
They thought they didn’t know each other,
nothing had ever happened between them,
These streets, these stairs, this corridors,
Where they could have met so long ago?
I would like to ask them,
if they can remember -
perhaps in a revolving door
face to face one day?
A “sorry” in the crowd?
“Wrong number” on the ‘phone?
- but I know the answer.
No, they don’t remember.
How surprised they would be
For such a long time already
Fate has been playing with them.
Not quite yet ready
to change into destiny,
which brings them nearer and yet further,
cutting their path
and stifling a laugh,
escaping ever further;
There were sings, indications,
undecipherable, what does in matter.
Three years ago, perhaps
or even last Tuesday,
this leaf flying
from one shoulder to another?
Something lost and gathered.
Who knows, perhaps a ball already
in the bushes, in childhood?
There were handles, door bells,
where, on the trace of a hand,
another hand was placed;
suitcases next to one another in the
left luggage.
And maybe one night the same dream
forgotten on walking;
But every beginning
is only a continuation
and the book of fate is
always open in the middle.
Translation from Polish by Roman Gren
Translation from French by Sarah Hardenberg
June 7th, 2007 -- Posted in Uncategorized |
hey lots of stuff to talk about but will discuss some other day…
lots of stuff happened..
like getting my lost love back… n the best part she still loves me but no relationship possible now..
also.. ups n downs or should i say bad bad time in some1’s life who are close to me..
then above all… me getting very serious 4 d person i always say is wrong for me …
n having the best moments of my life wd her.. or should i say past 17 days should keep on repeating again n again…
n 2day is that unfortunate day when it all ended…
maybe the shortest love story of my life…….
will talk bout all this later ya shayad na bhi kar paun…
April 17th, 2007 -- Posted in Uncategorized |
yes ppl this is probably the first time am writing a blog entry wehile am happy….
shocked… nw what shud i say… just that god is gr8….
there ws a day whn i took sm1 as a gd fren.. n taught her trhe ways to survive in this world n especilly in our coll… bt she let me down coz of lot of reasons which i think i hv talked in my old entries… as a consequence i lost her or shud i say i left her coz she didnt wanted a suppport n thaught that she can handle stuff very well…
well no probs n i ws happy in my domain bt she uttered a few words abt me to sm1… which ws nt expected… n its feels really bad to hear that ur care is named as being over conservative…. n lots more…
nyways i decided to ruin her life bt then i realized that if she id bad it doesnt mean i shud do the same… so left the thing n ws happy in my life…
n 2day what a day… god gave her a lesson 2day…. i hope she’ll understand or else….
well the best part is i didnt do nything n it just happened bt still i am sure she wd be cursing me…
nyways i dont care what she says abt me i just knw i nvr did nything to harm her…
bt 1 baat bolun.. i still miss dt fren n still cant believe how can she turn out to be such a worse person…
chulo chulta hun… phir milenge… 
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