I just made this new design for my blog and i m feeling pretty happy about it. I know a lot of geeks are ready to grab it for their own too. But, sorry guys it is not exactly available for download. You will have to follow this step to step guide i made for u to get the end result. 1. First, get a decent image processing software like photoshop or atleast paint.net 2. Take a snapshot of an open FB page so that u can pick the exact same colours for ur header. 3.The font used in the facebook logo is called 'Klavika'. I found it on 4shared.com. 4. Once u have created an image file for the header, here comes the tricky part. When u try to replace the blog title with the image, it does not goes till the boundaries and is usually distorted. So i replaced the blog title with a 'transparent' gif image made in paint.net 5. Go to blogger's new template designer and go to background tab. Here, upload the image u created earlier in background. Don't forget t
I am not a very saintly person. But i occasionally get a little shouty-douty when the clerk at the railway station does backdoor reservations at the expense of those standing in the queue. I really swear though, the thing that never crossed my mind yet is to 'hang the clerk by neck till death' ..or maybe 'make him do kapalbhati till he kills himself'. Well, it crossed the mind of the honorable and graceful saint shown on left. It must be right i think, as lakhs of people are said to be supporting him in his 'satyagraha'. I don't mind whatever the hell he might have spent on the AC pandals or shit. There are lots of genius people around who want to buy more and more of ramdev special chyavanprash and other premium horseshit. Atleast he had earned it by making a fool of genuine fools. I can't give any more crap about it. The thing that hits me is the way he asks for death sentence for freakin everything. Now what the hell happened to it being 'rare
I wrote this one when i was in school. Found it while sifting through my old diaries... Don't take it seriously. I was 15 when i wrote this. If you don't know about the story of king ashoka, you can read it here The horses arrayed side by side, And men keeping the fullest pride, Having prayed to the kali , We thus began to ride. The war clouds went dark, And owls began to shriek, And we in camps, began rejoicing, For the enemy was so weak. It began to drizzle red, And red were land and airs, But neither victory, nor defeat, Came our way, passed years. With the doors of Kalinga still meeted, Our enemy remained undefeated, With the giant gates our head we beated, No answer came, no battle repeated. The answer came at last, But what an answer it was ! For there was an army of the softer skin, To slay them, was a justless win. My weapons dropped, so did my shield, And under grief i began to yield, How many men i killed in vain ? With
Sometimes when the camera is good, it's a nice idea to take closeups. I personally like to keep it a little asymmetrical. When i took this one, i wanted to use it as a wallpaper on my laptop, but it doesn't looks as nice when i try to fit it on a widescreen. The lighting was very favourable in this one. It was just after a long rainy day that i stepped out to 'hunt' for subjects. This was actually the leftover stump of a tree that had been cut down. New plants have started to grow at the middle of the heartwood. But, i guess it doesn't looks that exciting in a picture as it was in real life.
It seems like everybody is making a photography blog these days. I know i can't afford one.. cause you know, one has to be a real photographer to fill a whole blog !! So this is just a little of me and my 0.002 MP camera that I hope you would keep tolerating time and again in the times to come.. I found this idol lying carelessy in a well-populated area within my college. We were awestruck that we hadn't noticed it for a long time. It was well camouflaged in the background because of it's greyish discolouration similar to the tree-barch. I have changed the pic to black and white as the colours were quite dull but the shadows were looking awesome. And for the record.. I had actually taken it from a VGA camera in my phone (that's just 0.3 Mega-Pixels)
Ok, so i have not blogged in a long time. Got busy. And the problem with being busy is that you can't get enough time for the good stuff even though all you have to do is to hang around other busy people and do nothing. I have been sitting and staring at books for long hours during my exams, quite happily because the bookworm-chick-next-to-me is the batch topper. I read quite a few novels sitting backstage at the drama practices, when other people were discussing about "Oh no, those guys on you-tube lifted off our story even before we started making it !". I munched away on the chips in lengthy meetings for the college magazine where other people are doing the dirty work. All i had to do was look up from time to time and say, "Yeah you rock buddy ! We should really make the cover in blue". So you got the general idea i guess.. Anyways, this week i got to attend a medical camp in a nearby village. Now there were five of us med-students and two other doctors who
Hellu Averybuddy ! Cruddy here !! I am fine. Thank you for reeding. That mice guy Mack had been quite jenerus with Cruddy this tyme. He give Cruddy his passworld to Bloger on promice that Cruddy no read no male from his Inbocks. So here I yam, discusing my New Ear Resolutions from you oll. I hope Mister Mack and the reeders wood lyke this guest post.. Resolution Numbar 1. Cruddy save money this ear. No money, no honey they use to say. Cruddy even waak to tha ofice averyday than to use tha caar. Resolution Numbar 2. Cruddy no smoke this ear. SveeT giv Cruddy a buk "How to quit smoking : Quick and Easy". Buk cost 10 cave-dollar. No waste money, remember ? Resolution Numbar 3. Cruddy buy Cuban Sigars from tha saved money. Muddy was tolding yesterday, tha Sigars look moar classick and eligent. By tha way, Mister Mack you have had no e-male from no Bank Mannajer from Burkina Faso. He didunt even talk about any 10 milliun dollor you didunt get from your dead aunt