<?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-29559278</id><updated>2011-07-01T05:26:33.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BEST PCTEIANS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bca2003.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29559278/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bca2003.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>KUNAL CHOUDHARY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12795390970018172428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29559278.post-115125763522641722</id><published>2006-06-25T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T10:40:40.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Please Read:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I want to share something with you all. Why I created this Blog? This Website was created by me when the girl, to whom i loved more than my life, had gone to spend her holidays for 4 days and ofcourse, we were far away from each other. So, in those 4 days, i was feeling very bore, so I started this for just Time-Pass. Then after she came back, blog was only half completed but anyhow I completed this in some days and also put her pics on it but, with her permission. Also I praised her alot in this Blog. Rest.......whatever happened between us thereafter.......&lt;strong&gt;GOD &lt;/strong&gt;knows. In the end, just wanna say.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Website Dedicated to&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;My LOVE. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a Nice Time and enjoy the Blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hi buddies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yaar missing u all. Lets go back to some old time. I have collected some old pictures and grouped them together. Hope my this KOSHISH will take you back to your old timings and you will miss something after viewing these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I have made four categories named as Ist Year, IInd Year, IIIrd Year &amp;amp; Final Days. To view all these, see the right side in the middle of this page and click on the different links under heading 'Previous Posts'.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Please note that every sentence of my explanation is very correct and I am not hiding a single thing. But if any person got hurt from anything written, then I will say ke don't mind yaar now it's all over. So Relaxxxxxxxxx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thank You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Regards:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KUNAL CHOUDHARY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;91- . . . . . -56747.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29559278-115125763522641722?l=bca2003.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bca2003.blogspot.com/feeds/115125763522641722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29559278&amp;postID=115125763522641722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29559278/posts/default/115125763522641722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29559278/posts/default/115125763522641722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bca2003.blogspot.com/2006/06/please-read-i-want-to-share-something.html' title=''/><author><name>KUNAL CHOUDHARY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12795390970018172428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29559278.post-115125760839089036</id><published>2006-06-25T10:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T10:46:48.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ist Year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here are some pics of our very first year of college. Most of the students consider it as the best year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/pic5.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/pic5.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/pic5.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/pic5.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Aug-03&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;These pics were taken as our trip to &lt;strong&gt;Kasauli&lt;/strong&gt;. We all enjoyed on our very first trip together. This pic was taken at the Kasauli Resorts. This trip was very special because all of our friends were with us, as later some had dropped due to different reasons. We had done very much of Fun-Shun while dance party going on at this place. Hope all my friends remember that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/pic9.6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here is the another pic of that trip. This pic was taken on the way. At that time we had no tensions as it was our first year. We all did a great fun on the way. See how happy all are looking. I remember we had really created a large noise on the way as some military people warned us from doing all that as it is a military area. Thus, slowly and steadily we reached the "Manki Point".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/pic9.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So this was our first year - Ramarkable &amp;amp; Most Rememberable. I haven't got so many pictures of first year as we all were specially our group was very busy doing other activities. Really we didn't enjoy later as much as we enjoyed in first year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Most Rememberable&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In our first year, according to us, the most rememberable thing was Car Rally of Ehsaas-2004. The whole day was full of enjoyment and we did so much Fun-Shun all the way. you can ask it from the girls who were sitting in the next car to us. In the evening, when we reached college after finishing the rally, our teacher was very angry with us for doing very much Rash driving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Special Achievements&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In second semester(Mar.31), some guys were suspended from the college for one semester. Sorry I am not disclosing the persons names and the reasons for suspension.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Class Incharge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mr. ParamPreet Singh Khera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friends Left&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Amrinder Gill, Hardeep Singh, Harpreet Mavi, Harvir Sidhu, Ishwinder Pal Singh, Jagtesh Grewal, Jatin Ghai, Manish, Rahul Pathania, Randeep Singh, Sunny, Varinder Singh, Vippy Chawla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29559278-115125760839089036?l=bca2003.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bca2003.blogspot.com/feeds/115125760839089036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29559278&amp;postID=115125760839089036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29559278/posts/default/115125760839089036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29559278/posts/default/115125760839089036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bca2003.blogspot.com/2006/06/ist-year-here-are-some-pics-of-our_25.html' title=''/><author><name>KUNAL CHOUDHARY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12795390970018172428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29559278.post-115125754115147574</id><published>2006-06-25T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T10:45:41.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;IInd Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So after doing a lot of Fun-Shun, now we are admitted in 2nd year, with some new experiences, but without the company of some good friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/PHOTO_01_.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/PHOTO_01_.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aug-04&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This day can be called as a Rainy day. In the starting of the 3rd semester, the weather was very cloudy and we all missed all our lectures to enjoy rain. After a period of time, when the ground was full of water, most of the guys of our class left their shoes aside and started to play football in the ground, which was full of water. This play was continued more than one hour. Watching all this, guys from other classes also joined us in the game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/PHOTO_03_.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/PHOTO_03_.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This picture was taken when all the play came to an end. The clothes of all of us were so dirty becoz of playing in the rainy water. So after finishing the play, all of us took the water pipe which was lying in the front lawn, n had a great bathing. We washed ourself with that as well as our clothes. Even that day no teacher stopped us to play or from any other thing. All were enjoying. In this picture, we can see some guys of other class also as they also took part. Really the day like this didn't come again in our rest of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/PHOTO_03_.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;08-Aug-04&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, this time our our second trip to &lt;strong&gt;Kasauli&lt;/strong&gt;. This time we started our Fun-Shun very early, in the bus. Really a great noise coming out of the bus. After reaching Kasauli, others gone to the way of "Manki Point" and our group mates gone to different ways. It was raining very heavily at that time but we were wandering in the rain. So after getting free from our work, we had finally started our journey to "Manki Point". This pic was taken on the way while going up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/PHOTO_15_.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/PHOTO_15_.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This picture was taken while coming down. As we started our journey a bit late to "Manki Point", we saw many other students were coming back while we had just started. So at that time we all took a decision to not to go to "Manki Point" as it was too late and also it was not looking good. Then from the half way, we started moving back and ofcouse clicked some pics. This pic was also taken while coming back. Now the rain had also stopped and after about half an hour or some more, we reached to the bus. Our teachers were angry at us because they were waiting for us from a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/PHOTO_21_.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/PHOTO_21_.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So while coming back, in the evening we had some time remaining. So the teachers decided to spend some time on Lake. So most of all decided to have a ride on boat. So we all hired boats to have some fun. This time also, our group mates doesn't left the boats early. We went very far away in lake as on the edge the teachers and other students were waiting for us, but we don't care about them and keep on boating till more than one hour. So after that, we reached to the bus and then what next, teachers were again angry at us because it was too dark. But then again we don't care about them and after entering in bus, we started making loud noises. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This was the end of another great trip to Kasauli.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/Image_099_.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/Image_099_.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;08-Sep-04&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So finally the day came for which most of us were not waiting. Our dearest friend "&lt;strong&gt;KaranSher Sandhu&lt;/strong&gt;" was going to Canada. So he gave a party one day before going at Basant Resorts. Everything was available in the party including some dancing, drinking &amp; food. Most of the persons were out of control this day. In these four hours, we enjoyed upto our limits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/Image_100_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/Image_100_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So the day was really very good as I told earlier. But also there was a sorrow that our very good friend is going to leave us the next day. Believe me our friend is same as he was earlier, no change at all. Really we all miss you very much yaar. He is coming back this December to spend his holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/DSCN0204.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/DSCN0204.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11-Mar-05&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Athletic Meet Day&lt;/strong&gt;, comes once a year and until our class was in the college, there was only one person who got overall everytime in Race, it doesn't matter how many metres it was. Yes, the guy in the picture, totally Desi, &lt;strong&gt;Simranjit Singh (Goga)&lt;/strong&gt;. This one day of the year, he was the Hero of the college. Nobody could cross him in these three years when he was on his game. His game was so so good that we had no tensions about his winning. Even in every game, when he starts running, he always made so much gap in starting that all including judges already came to know that only he is going to win. We often called him as "Milkha Singh" of PCTE. This picture tells the story of his winning street, it's of Athletic Meet of second year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/DSCN0209.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Another picture of same Athletic Meet day, but with some more winners, but those only of our class. As an individual, Goga was the Hero, but in case of Relays, these guys also performed great along with him. In this picture, have a look at the guys wearing Golden Medals as the First Prize in Athletic Meet Races. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That's not over yet, our class was also on top in case of &lt;strong&gt;Tug of War&lt;/strong&gt;. Except second year, our class won the Finals of Tug of War for the first and third year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Most Rememberable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the second year, according to us, the most rememberable day was the Farewell party. This thing can't be known to other persons except our group mates. Really a rememberable Farewell it was, we still remember that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Special Achievements&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In third semester, just before Koshish-2004, chairs &amp;amp; black-board of our class were broken by some persons. So we were expelled from the event. Then we collected money from the class and bought a new glass for the black-board and also repaired the chairs ourselves. Thanks to GOD, we had got permission to participate in the event, after doing very much hard-work,I remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Class Incharge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ms. Samarjit Kaur Sandhu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Friends Left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;JatinPal Singh, KaranSher Sandhu, Prabhdeep Singh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29559278-115125754115147574?l=bca2003.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bca2003.blogspot.com/feeds/115125754115147574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29559278&amp;postID=115125754115147574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29559278/posts/default/115125754115147574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29559278/posts/default/115125754115147574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bca2003.blogspot.com/2006/06/iind-year-so-after-doing-lot-of-fun_25.html' title=''/><author><name>KUNAL CHOUDHARY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12795390970018172428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29559278.post-115119647652616021</id><published>2006-06-24T17:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T09:35:43.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IIIrd Year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally we reached to our final year. The good news is that our degree is going to be finished after this year, but the bad news is that after this year, we all will not be together afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/Trip0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/Trip0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;09-Oct-05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Another trip to &lt;strong&gt;Kasauli&lt;/strong&gt;, but also the last one of BCA. As usual, we done great fun at this trip also. This trip was made very late, very near to our MSTs, but our class managed to go. As we can see this picture, we were left only a few as compared to the previous years because many friends had left the college till this time specially our group. We also feel this thing at that time, but still it was a very good trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/Trip0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/Trip0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, the common thing came again and this time you can see the picture also. Hope u got about what i am talking. Yes, you are right. This is what we often call FUN-SHUN. This time also we all our divided in different groups and this was our group. We all gone to a different way for doing our task. Again you will feel that only a few were left from a large group of friends, but however we managed to do so with guys of other class. The guys doing Fun-Shun as the picture tells the story and also the weather was excellent. This time also, we didn't reach the "Manki Point".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/Trip0013.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/Trip0013.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thus, the end of very final trip of the college. All were moving into the bus. This last session of the trip can be called as the best one. We really really enjoyed alot, made great noises in the way. All the people were watching that what is happening in the bus, so much noise pollution. We irritated many people which the bus was running. Most of were laughing, watching our activities. Finally, after arriving, we say good-bye to each other and went back our homes. It was overall a good trip and we enjoyed most in the last while coming back. So the college trip part gets over here of our BCA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/DSCN1201.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/DSCN1201.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;30-Apr-06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the final days of college, we made some good trips to enjoy our final days. One day, we were making some planning in the lab about the trip, that time Kawal Sir told us to make a trip on bikes. So, what next can u guess? As you know our group is very quick in these kind of activities, the very next day we were on. We took our bikes early morning as decided to go to "&lt;strong&gt;Anandpur Sahib n Naina Devi&lt;/strong&gt;". This picture needs no explanation as we all know its of "Gurudwara Shri Anandpur Sahib".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/DSCN1200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/DSCN1200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is another picture of the same Gurudwara. We are standing in front of "Gurudwara Shri Anandpur Sahib".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/DSCN1203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/DSCN1203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another scene of "Gurudwara Shri Anandpur Sahib" and the most interesting one also. When we were ready to go further from this place, we came to know that key of one bike is missing. We searched everywhere but we didn't get those. Then we looked for a key maker, then we brought him and he did a lot of hardwork to open, but still in vain. Then we decided to go other way as we already were very late. We took some tools n after hard-work of some time, we were able to break the lock. It was a good experience but it costs us more than two hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/DSCN1206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/DSCN1206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This pic was taken while going to "Mata Shri Naina Devi". As we found an excellent scene there, we stopped for a while and clicked many pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/DSCN1218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/DSCN1218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This pic was taken when we were on our feet and very near to "Mata Shri Naina Devi". As I told earlier, we were so late because of the key lost, thats why our whole planning was spoiled, otherwise our earlier planning was to cover whole way of "Mata Shri Naina Devi" on feet. So we covered most of the way on bikes and very little on feet just from the bus stand of "Mata Shri Naina Devi".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/DSCN1225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/DSCN1225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pic taken while coming back from "Mata Shri Naina Devi". As noramally those days the weather was to be too hot, but i suppose that day GOD was helping us from hot weather, that day there was no sun shining most of the time as you can see in the picture also. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/DSCN1227.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/DSCN1227.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another picture of almost same location but in a different style.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/DSCN1234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/DSCN1234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, ending of another trip. We gone to many Gurudwaras that day and while coming back, we had to visit 'Gurudwara Shri Chamkour Sahib". So we stopped there and did our prayers. When reay to take off, we again clicked few pics. This is one of them. Thus, another great trip came to an end, but this time with a new experience, "A Trip on Bikes".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/DSC01655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/DSC01655.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13-May-06&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So our &lt;strong&gt;Farewell &lt;/strong&gt;is&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;also arrived. All guys n gals are excited as their Farewell Night has come. Everyone is in mood. See this picture of that night, the group of friends are how much happy, I suppose they are upto no limits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/DSC01661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/DSC01661.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This picture was taken in canteen of same night. Just have a look at the girls of our class, which are as usual, so intelligent in studies. The good thing was was that everybody came to college this night. You can see in the picture everybody is so happy and everybody is looking good specially. What a great night it was I still remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/DSC01666.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/DSC01666.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another batch of friends with having some old friend also who left us in the first year. Picture of same night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/PICT0726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/PICT0726.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Our teachers, with the help of whom we finished this degree. We specially requested them to have some pics with us. SAT SHRI AKAL to our teachers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/recent%20069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/recent%20069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A picture with our South African classmates. Really these are the pics which should be kept with us always as all were together on the final day of college and i don't think anyone will be as much happy in the three years as much as this night. You can feel this thing from watching all the pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/recent%20092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/recent%20092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One more picture of the happiest night. All are really busy in clicking pictures because they want stock of pictures should be as long as possible. They are not leaving the cameras until the batteries are getting weak. The one special thing of our Farewell was that nobody cried that night as normally happens. This doesn't mean that our class didn't miss each other, but the thing was that we were so so happy that we didn't get time to cry. In this way, our Farewell Night also came to an end. Really these three years passed very soon as everybody feel this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/Amritsar%20041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/Amritsar%20041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30-May-06&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So after Farewell, all were busy preparing for our theory exams. All of a sudden, just before exams, some persons of the class decided to make a final trip with all together and we decided to go to &lt;strong&gt;"Shri Darbar Sahib, Amritsar n Wagha Border"&lt;/strong&gt; When we came to know about the trip, as usual we all were ready. We 3-4 guys took the responsibility of organizing the trip and decided the date, it was very next day after the finishing of exams. We collected the money from door to door, hired the bus n even requested some persons to go along us specially girls. Somehow our minimum target was completed. We also requested some teachers to go along us because some parents of girls were having problem, but all the teachers were busy those days, so we took the initiative and managed to convince the parents ither by love or by lies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/Amritsar%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/Amritsar%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picture taken at Lucky Dhaba. As we all were out from our places very early, nobody had taken breakfast and were feeling hungry. So we decided to stop the bus for a while and have our breakfast. We stopped at Lucky Dhaba and after doing so we clicked some pics. I hope the persons who had done breakfast here, would not forget the concept of "6 Mithi 1 Namkeen".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/Amritsar%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/Amritsar%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This picture was taken in bus. I think this girl was so religious or might be excited going to Gurudwara as she already had covered her head with her Dupatta. We clicked so many pics in the bus because the bus was going a bit slow I don't know what was the reason behind that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/Amritsar%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/Amritsar%20013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another picture taken in the bus while going. This is a internal view of our journey. This part of our journey was not too excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/Picture%20024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/Picture%20024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friends doing "Ishnaan" before saying their prayers. Most of the persons didn't do Ishnaan, I suppose only these three boys did that and only one girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/Picture%20029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/Picture%20029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Friends who didn't do "Ishnaan", washed their hands, their face, their feet so that they should be atleast clean and also have the touch of the holy water. In this picture, boys are ready to have a touch in the holy water of Sarovar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/trip%20009.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/trip%20009.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This picture was clicked at "&lt;strong&gt;Jaliyan Wala Bagh&lt;/strong&gt;". Friends standing in front of Amar Jyoti. We spend here a good piece of time but it was really hot there and we had a great session of clicking photographs there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/Picture%20048.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/Picture%20048.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So finally we reached at Wagha Border. As usual, there was a heavy rush and nothing could be seen out of crowd. Some persons somehow managed to see and some were wandering and ofcourse, some were having a photo session, a good one. Hope u remember. So again a small day came to an end. We packed our things and went to bus after having some bisleri pop-corn and coke. This was the end of another trip of our class and not hoping to be last. We reached our home at different timinings, that from 11:30-1:00. As we are not together now for study, but we can made these small trips after some period of time. This will make us get together and we will try our best to enjoy as much as we enjoyed in our BCA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, finally BCA was completely over after this trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/trip%20009.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/trip%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Most Rememberable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This time, according to myself, the rememberable day was when some of us were in mood to fight. I am not disclosing the details, but we all got a Good Moral from that day ke if we have a fight some time with someone, we should call our ... rather than our friends. I hope u all understood what I am trying to say. This was a new expereince of our life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Special Achievements&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In Koshish-2005, when the results of the events were declared, specially Bhangra event, all were unhappy after not getting what they had to. Some were angry, some were crying and even some were out of their sense for a period of time. We were out of our classes for more than a week. Somehow, teachers managed to take us back to our classes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Class Incharge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ms. Samarjit Kaur Sandhu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Friends Left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gurnoor Singh Grewal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29559278-115119647652616021?l=bca2003.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bca2003.blogspot.com/feeds/115119647652616021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29559278&amp;postID=115119647652616021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29559278/posts/default/115119647652616021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29559278/posts/default/115119647652616021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bca2003.blogspot.com/2006/06/iiird-year-so-finally-we-reached-to_24.html' title=''/><author><name>KUNAL CHOUDHARY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12795390970018172428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29559278.post-115119645401202417</id><published>2006-06-24T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T10:41:14.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Final Days&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, ither we don't want, or we say thousand times, ke we want to be together always, as a bunch of friends, still the days came very fast which can be called as our final days. The classes are over, the farewell is over and even the exams are also over. Everyone was busy clicking the pictures as they want to have a huge stock of pictures to have such things with them that they will never forget their this part of life, these three years. Everyone was shaking hands, hugging themselves and was ofcourse saddy, not from external but from internal. Have a look at these pics which are very last pics of our BCA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Picture taken at our best place near college specially our group's. Often we can be seen here drinking tea and often we bunk our lectures to have a taste of it. As if there are 3-4 lectures together, we can't bear those all together. So we bunk one lecture in between and come here for relaxing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another picture of same place. You can see how much happy these boys are while drinking tea. We didn't care whether it is too hot, it is our regular diet. I don't remember a single day that we came to college and we don't came here. Everybody of us are very fond of this tea. We had tasted the tea of college or baddowal pind, but no matching at all. If u don't believe me, you can yourself look to that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One more picture, this time a clear scene. Don't think ke I am posting my pics more, but I want ke my all friends should be covered. I forget to tell what you all don't know. In the weather of cold, when we come here, we didn't get satisfied with a single cup of tea, we had to take atleast 3-4 cups, sometimes more. Howz that. Always teachers saw us standing here and asks whether that tea is so tasty, then we always reply ke just taste once, you will also come along us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, here is the Chairman of the place &lt;strong&gt;(Chaa Wale Baba G)&lt;/strong&gt;. This is the person, for whom we daily came here as because to taste his hand made tea. He and his wife always doing alot of hard-work whether it is too hot or it is too cold. Daily before going to college, we often wish them in the morning as "SAT SHRI AKAL Baba G n Mata G". If you haven't came here yet, just once come yaar, then you will came to know. Some lemons, cold drinks etc. are also available here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Friends sitting in the canteen of the college. We come here not much, because we often go to baddowal pind for having some Samosas. This things teachers also know that Samosas are so popular of that place. We often go on feet to the pind and do alot of fun while in the way. In canteen we just come to have some cold drinks nothing much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here are some pics of our very final days of our BCA. This picture taken at what i described before, in front of our daily stoppage, ya it's tea place. In the day of final practicals when we saw that the external examiner is not yet arrived, we thought to have a taste of tea and then we clicked some pics at that place as I told earlier everybody was doing photography that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;These all pictures are of the same day. Friends sitting in Lab and waiting for the examiner. So in this free time, why not to click some pictures. You can also see our lab in this picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here you can see some other friends, standing outside lab. We can see in the picture that everybody is feeling that something we are going to miss in our future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Other bunch of friends standing at same place and see the same feeling on their faces. I suppose everybody is thinking that why our BCA is over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another batch of friends that day standing together, this time some girls. Believe me it is very intelligent group and we often takes the notes from these girls very near to our final exams as they had everything and we, haha all know. These girls never say us no regarding any kind of studies, always helped us alot, specially Jagraon Group. One girl is missing of Jagraon Group in the picture hoping she is clicking this picture. Thanks alot for all the help provided to us from this group. But these girls will do miss one thing I am sure, that is in some cases if they are having problems, they only come to us. Thinking what those problems are? These problems are like no mood of giving tests, getting bored of giving presentations and even sometimes want to miss MSTs. So we always took further steps how to motivate other persons of class. It's really a big thing to miss, but one thing I know that these girls will always remember &lt;strong&gt;TARA te SITARA&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/11.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/11.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another batch of girls of our class. All looking so happy and so good in the picture. I suppose first time they are so happy before exam otherwise always tensed thinking about the exam ke what will happen. In case of exams, they are not so brave as we are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/Picture%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/Picture%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So here comes the &lt;strong&gt;Jagraon Group&lt;/strong&gt; as I mentioned earlier. Everybody know and I think no need of explanation is required. I am not kidding at all, I just wanna say again Thank You, for providing all kind of help, but now in future don't miss anything regarding studies as we did in BCA often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/12.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/12.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, the friends have given the final practical and looking so happy, but not looking tensionless, because they will look tensionless if they would have any tension of exam. As usual they are always free from these kind of head-aches. At this moment we are trying to enjoy each and every moment as the picture tells, because the time is going to be over finally in a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/13.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/13.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another picture of same place and same time. Laughing is going on a large scope as I suppose someone is putting &lt;strong&gt;Tawa&lt;/strong&gt; on the otherone. I still remember the situation of the otherone at that time. But after these last moments, these special ones, you will not laugh as you are now, because friends are going to leave you all after this day. After today, there will be no Tawa, no laughing and ofcourse no &lt;strong&gt;Fried Rice&lt;/strong&gt;. So it's your final day to smile, do as much as u can. I am sure you will miss the friends in future.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/14.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/14.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So now my stock is also going to be over. This is the second last picture of the blog. Also now my words to express are also going to be over. In this picture, as looking friends are relaxing. Ya, &lt;strong&gt;Relaxing&lt;/strong&gt;, I am again sure all will remember &lt;strong&gt;TARA te SITARA&lt;/strong&gt; when this word will be pronunciated in the future. As I said earlier that my words are almost finished, but before finishing, I will say ke while writing all this specially now, I have become some saddy because the feelings are again freshed in my mind of that day. Why our BCA is over yaar, can't we given one more year to enjoy little more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/400/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The very last photograph of my blog which includes each n everybody of BCA-2003 batch thats us. Along with us, Respected &lt;strong&gt;Dr. K.N.S. Kang&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Samar Mam&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Kawal Sir&lt;/strong&gt;. Along these three we will also not forget our &lt;strong&gt;Param Sir&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Sandeep Chana Sir&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;SAT SHRI AKAL&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;All the Teachers&lt;/strong&gt;. Above shown is the group photograph of our class. These are the people about whom I was talking about in my whole blog. Everybody says that Class like this hasn't come before and will not come again. Even Kawal Sir says that this is their Favourite class ever and will. Other classes used to look towards us and always say that you all are excellent whether it is &lt;strong&gt;Bhangra&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Fun-Shun&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Power&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Comedy&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Togetherness, Intelligence &lt;/strong&gt;and ofcourse &lt;strong&gt;Tawa&lt;/strong&gt;. So the talks will never over if we are talking about our class, finally I have to finish here. Wishing Best of Luck to everyone for the Future n hope everybody will say this after remembering the old days: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Waqt ke panne palatkar phir woh haseen lamhe jeene ko dil chahta hai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kabhi muskuraya karte the sab dost milkar, unhe saath dekhne ko aaj dil taras jaata hai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOD-BYE PCTE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oops!!!! Sorry I know we all are a bit emotional at this point and I am disturbing you now, but actually the thing is that I forget to put one picture onto my blog. So I am putting that here. Here is the &lt;strong&gt;LAST PICTURE&lt;/strong&gt; and surely the &lt;strong&gt;LAST MAN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/1600/11.9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8189/3151/320/11.9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So this is the &lt;strong&gt;LAST ONE&lt;/strong&gt;. As this man was a part of Bhangra Team, he is taking rest after some practice in Koshish-2004. I know our Degree is completed but we should not sleep like this, we should concentrate on our further studies. Best of Luck once again for the Future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Thank You all for viewing the Blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOD-BYE FRIENDS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29559278-115119645401202417?l=bca2003.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bca2003.blogspot.com/feeds/115119645401202417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29559278&amp;postID=115119645401202417' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29559278/posts/default/115119645401202417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29559278/posts/default/115119645401202417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bca2003.blogspot.com/2006/06/final-days-so-ither-we-don_115119645401202417.html' title=''/><author><name>KUNAL CHOUDHARY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12795390970018172428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
