<?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-16115993</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:26:56.714-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I, Me &amp; Male</title><subtitle type='html'>About me, my thoughts, my songs, my dog, my moments, my life, my passion, my work, my city, my men... I, me &amp; myself!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16115993/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>I Male</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827507971018454317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/7699/320/Sept1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16115993.post-112787890734063529</id><published>2005-09-27T23:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T23:41:47.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We're like this only!</title><content type='html'>I have never come across any country (of the two countries I have been to) where there are rules defined for heterosexual men, homosexual men, heterosexual women and our best friends who love us a lot, homosexual women, other than this one. You can do this and you cannot do that is what they feed in the brains of the fellow (where currently I am) country-men right from when they are a tiny cell. I mean how can two men be fags if they hug each other; what happened to all the brotherly-love our ancestors have taught us?! In my experience of living with enumerable straight men &amp; women and gay men, I came up with a thesis, an excerpt of which I present here for your perusal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight Men: Say hello to a friend with a hand-shake or just a plain hand-wave&lt;br /&gt;Straight Women: Say hello to a friend with a light hug, or maybe a femme-kiss (in India, we call it the HSK.. High-Society Kiss)&lt;br /&gt;Gay Men: Say hello to a friend with a HSK and a tight hug and a long hi (on chat we go... hiiiiiiii) and a peck on cheek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight Men: Will never stand in the urinal next to the one already being used.&lt;br /&gt;Straight Women: huh?!&lt;br /&gt;Gay Men: Don't care. Can stand next to the one being used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight Men: (most of them) Don't care how they walk, eat, what they eat, how to behave&lt;br /&gt;Straight Women: (all of them) Care what they eat, how they eat, walk, behave&lt;br /&gt;Gay Men: (All of them) Care the most of their ways of eating, walking and behaving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight Men: Will love the smell of a woman's lingerie, but will NEVER even touch a guy's clean undies.&lt;br /&gt;Straight Women: [I opt not to comment on this one 'coz it's beyond my scope]&lt;br /&gt;Gay Men: Will love a woman's lingerie wondering how it would look if they wore them, and will love to tocuh a guy's clean undies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight Men: Always talk about a womans breasts and her ass and her c**t and then her breasts!&lt;br /&gt;Straight Women: Always talk about a mans behaviour and what she wants her man to be.&lt;br /&gt;Gay Men: Always talk about other men and all the things under the sky, but a womans breasts and her ass (except when bitching!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight Men: Always wear ear-rings in the left ear... always! If he wears one in right, then he is gay! [Whoever came up with this theory]&lt;br /&gt;Straight Women: Always wear ear-rings in both ears; sometimes many in one.&lt;br /&gt;Gay Men: Always wear ear-rings / clamps in either or both ears.&lt;br /&gt;Gay Women: Never wear ear-rings [Most of them I have come across]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight Men: Never wear tight jeans [except if he was in a 70's party]&lt;br /&gt;Straight Women: [I choose not to comment on this one either!]&lt;br /&gt;Gay Men: Always wear tight jeans [to show the bulge and butts prominently, of course]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not gonna present the thesis in its entirety here, but then you're most welcome to contribute here. I'll make sure you'll be recognized for that (No. There are no prizes nor payments for contributions!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song playing:&lt;br /&gt;'Feel Good Inc.' by Gorillaz (I die for alternative rock!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Windmill, Windmill for the land,&lt;br /&gt;Turn forever hand in hand,&lt;br /&gt;Take it all in on your stride,&lt;br /&gt;It is ticking, falling down,&lt;br /&gt;Love forever love is free,&lt;br /&gt;Let's turn forever you and me,&lt;br /&gt;Windmill, windmill for the land,&lt;br /&gt;Is everybody in?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16115993-112787890734063529?l=internationalmale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/feeds/112787890734063529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16115993&amp;postID=112787890734063529' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16115993/posts/default/112787890734063529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16115993/posts/default/112787890734063529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/2005/09/were-like-this-only.html' title='We&apos;re like this only!'/><author><name>I Male</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827507971018454317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/7699/320/Sept1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16115993.post-112727926057111954</id><published>2005-09-21T01:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T21:57:02.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Music's No Good Without You</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Many people told me that you can earn millions (of $) if you have your website where you can sell things that's junk for you or maybe not. I was not so keen on making those millions, but it made me thinking of having my own speace in the wide wide world. I wanted to show the world what I am, what I do, what I feel. So I saw a distant shimmering light and booked my domain. There I was, a proud owner or my own space in the information super-highway. I loved it, it was the best feeling any web-developer can have. Then came the challenge of designing the website and after 3.74 weeks (and nights) and 21.43 coffee shots, I was able to come up with a design. Coding or developing the site was a piece-of-cake, considering I'm the rajah of HTML; and after another five days my website (www.parind.com) was up and live for the world to admire. "So what's this whole website all about?" asked my best friend and "design-stud" Priti. Let's see... it's about me and then it's about me and.. ummm... it's about... ummmm... me! Why would I make a site blabbering of some psycho-dynamic (hunky) dude?! Well, so here we are. I got a webspace of my own and I have informed the whole world to go and look at it (and make hits on the counters); and all I gotta do now is sell something on it (millions don't come by just hitting the website, duh!). I do have a few stuff to sell, but before I get into that there's something I always wanted the people to know... my favourite music, songs I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I sit for another 1.69 weeks (".69" was used to do some other stuff!) and design a sub-website which plays the music I have always liked. And I come up with 100 of my favourite tracks and add them to my radio-cum-jukebox. There's just one problem - copyrights. Of course, I don't hold copyrights to all the 100 songs (that'd make me lose the "millions" instead of earning!), so I couldn't make the project go live. But here's the list of some of my favourite tracks (in no particular order):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 What's Up - 4 Non Blondes (Bigger Better Faster More!)&lt;br /&gt;02 One Of Us - Abba (Abba)&lt;br /&gt;06 Manic Monday - Bangles (Super Hits)&lt;br /&gt;08 Alone - Bee Gees (Still Waters)&lt;br /&gt;09 It's My Life - Bon Jovi (Crush)&lt;br /&gt;10 Karma Chameleon - Boy George &amp; Culture Club (Colour By Numbers)&lt;br /&gt;11 Picture Of You - Boyzone (Where We Belong)&lt;br /&gt;12 I'm A Slave For You - Britney Spears (Britney)&lt;br /&gt;13 Streets Of Philadelphia - Bruce Springsteen ('Philadelphia' ST)&lt;br /&gt;14 Summer Of '69 - Bryan Adams (So Far So Good)&lt;br /&gt;19 Music's No Good Without You - Cher (Livin' Proof)&lt;br /&gt;20 Genie In A Bottle - Christina Aguilera (Christina Aguilera)&lt;br /&gt;21 Lady Marmalade - Christina, Lil'Kim, Maya, Pink ('Moulin Rouge' ST)&lt;br /&gt;22 Tubthumping - Chumbawamba (Tubthumper)&lt;br /&gt;23 1, 2 Step - Ciara (Goodies)&lt;br /&gt;24 Sunchyme - Dario G (Sunmachine)&lt;br /&gt;27 Thank You - Dido (No Angel)&lt;br /&gt;28 Walk Of Life - Dire Straits (On The Night)&lt;br /&gt;29 Come Undone - Duran Duran (Duran Duran 2)&lt;br /&gt;30 Hotel California - Eagles (Hell Freezes Over)&lt;br /&gt;31 Sacrifice - Elton John (Very Best of Elton John)&lt;br /&gt;34 Not In Love - Enrique Iglesias (Seven)&lt;br /&gt;36 Hungry Eyes - Eric Carmen ('Dirty Dancing' ST)&lt;br /&gt;37 Missing - Everything But The Girl (Amplified Heart)&lt;br /&gt;38 Killing Me Softly - Fugees (The Score)&lt;br /&gt;39 Father Figure - George Michael (Faith)&lt;br /&gt;40 Feel Good Inc. - Gorillaz (Demon Days)&lt;br /&gt;41 Boulevard Of Broken Dreams - Greenday (American Idiot)&lt;br /&gt;42 Rich Girl - Gwen Stefani (Love. Angel. Music. Baby.)&lt;br /&gt;43 Superstar - Jamelia (Jamelia)&lt;br /&gt;44 Play - Jeniffer Lopez (J.Lo.)&lt;br /&gt;47 Since You've Been Gone - Kelly Clarkson (Breakaway)&lt;br /&gt;48 Rush - Keoki (Jealousy)&lt;br /&gt;49 Can't Fight The Moonlight - LeAnn Rimes (I Need You)&lt;br /&gt;50 High - Lighthouse Family (Postcards From Heaven)&lt;br /&gt;51 Angel - Lionel Richie (Renaissance)&lt;br /&gt;52 I'd Love You To Want Me - Lobo (Greatest Hits)&lt;br /&gt;54 Ray Of Light - Madonna (Ray Of Light)&lt;br /&gt;56 Honey (Remix) - Mariah Carey (Butterfly)&lt;br /&gt;58 Someday - Michael Learns To Rock (Played On Pepper)&lt;br /&gt;59 Wild World - Mr. Big (Bump Ahead)&lt;br /&gt;60 Torn - Natalie Imbruglia (Left of the Middle)&lt;br /&gt;61 I'm Like A Bird - Nelly Furtado (Whoa Nelly!)&lt;br /&gt;62 Hey Baby - No Doubt (Rock Steady)&lt;br /&gt;63 Bye Bye Bye - N'sync (No Strings Attached)&lt;br /&gt;64 Sanctuary - Origene (Queer As Folk Season 4 ST)&lt;br /&gt;66 Sussudio - Phil Collins (No Jacket Required)&lt;br /&gt;67 Let's Get The Party Started - Pink (Missundaztood)&lt;br /&gt;68 Smack My Bitch Up - Prodigy (Fat Of The Land)&lt;br /&gt;69 I'll Be Missing You - Puff Daddy (No Way Out)&lt;br /&gt;70 I Want To Break Free - Queen (Greatest Hits)&lt;br /&gt;74 Rock DJ - Robbie Williams (Sing When You're Winning)&lt;br /&gt;75 One And One - Robert Miles (Dreamland)&lt;br /&gt;76 Do You Know (What It Takes) - Robyn (Robyn Is Here)&lt;br /&gt;77 By Your Side - Sade (Lovers Rock)&lt;br /&gt;79 Smooth - Santana (Supernatural)&lt;br /&gt;80 Affirmation - Savage Garden (Affirmation)&lt;br /&gt;82 I Could Fall In Love - Selena (Dreaming Of You)&lt;br /&gt;83 Whenever, Wherever - Shakira (Laundry Service)&lt;br /&gt;84 You're Still The One - Shania Twain (Come On Over)&lt;br /&gt;85 There She Goes - Six Pence None The Richer (Six Pence None The Richer)&lt;br /&gt;89 Fragile - Sting (All This Time)&lt;br /&gt;90 Desert Rose - Sting With Cheb Mami (Brand New Day)&lt;br /&gt;91 Sikidim - Tarkan (Tarkan)&lt;br /&gt;92 Dreams - The Corrs (Talk On Corners)&lt;br /&gt;94 Waterfalls - TLC (CrazySexyCool)&lt;br /&gt;95 You're Making Me High - Toni Braxton (Secrets)&lt;br /&gt;96 Would U - Touch &amp;amp; Go (I Find You Very Attractive)&lt;br /&gt;97 With Or Without You - U2 (The Joshua Tree)&lt;br /&gt;98 Red Red Wine - UB40 (Very Best Of UB40) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16115993-112727926057111954?l=internationalmale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/feeds/112727926057111954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16115993&amp;postID=112727926057111954' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16115993/posts/default/112727926057111954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16115993/posts/default/112727926057111954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/2005/09/musics-no-good-without-you.html' title='Music&apos;s No Good Without You'/><author><name>I Male</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827507971018454317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/7699/320/Sept1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16115993.post-112670123092409445</id><published>2005-09-14T08:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T08:43:16.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Half-Naked Horse"</title><content type='html'>&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/7699/640/drawing2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I showed this drawing to a head-man of one of the auction houses in US, he said it could be worth thousands of dollars. I was glad to hear that because firstly this is an original Parind Shah and secondly, I own it. He named it as "The Half-Naked Horse". Wanna be a proud owner of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: The name "The Half-Naked Horse", image of the drawing, the drawing itself is copyrights &amp;copy; 2005, Parind Shah. All rights reserved. Any reproduction, copying, tampering will lead to fine, jail-term, prosecution under U.S. laws.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16115993-112670123092409445?l=internationalmale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/feeds/112670123092409445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16115993&amp;postID=112670123092409445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16115993/posts/default/112670123092409445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16115993/posts/default/112670123092409445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/2005/09/half-naked-horse.html' title='&quot;The Half-Naked Horse&quot;'/><author><name>I Male</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827507971018454317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/7699/320/Sept1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16115993.post-112667139972284583</id><published>2005-09-14T00:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T18:37:30.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Time Relationships and more...</title><content type='html'>Long term relationships or LTR as its well-known is a subject of interest in the gay community. And there is never any end of the mails on various mailing lists from people desperately looking for that one special perfect person. People write in of how lonely they are, of how much they want a partner, of how – as someone on a mailing list wrote - he had stopped having sex because he wanted to save himself for hisperfect partner. But is this the best way to go about looking for a partner? And is creating this ideal vision the most promising way to make the relationship last is one does actually find the other person? I can't help thinking that this isn't that realistic. Most people I know who have found their partners haven't done so through waiting for them, but going out, meeting guys, dating guys, sleeping with guys and yes, its true, getting hurt by guys, but not getting embittered and giving up hope. In the end one nearly always have to be involved with many things, many people, to hope to find that one person you can really get involved with. And having only the aim of finding someone isn't probably going to achieve it, not least because sending out desperate, wanting vibes is the easiest way to scare potential partners miles away. And having found someone, one has to be realistic. If one idealizes relationships before they happen, it doesn't hold much hope for when you meet the messy realities of relationships when they do happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never had any intentions on writing on this piece but then since nobody was writing on it, I grab this opportunity to brag about my thoughts on LTR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was chatting with this cute guy who hated the idea of finding his boyfriend going by the most-used, world-famous technique – &lt;strong&gt;One-night stand&lt;/strong&gt;. Many guys you will have one-night stands with won’t be boyfriend material, which goes without saying, but that should not make you assume that none of the guys with whom you have one-night stand with are boyfriend material. All the gay guys have one-night stands; as a matter of fact even most of the straight men have experienced it at least once. And some of the one-night stands are definitely boyfriend material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take it easy&lt;/strong&gt;. Take it slow. Most of the relationships I know have either seen only the second Christmas and if seen the fourth, then have also seen the eighth. It’s easy to complete eight months, maybe a year or two to the most, but going forward, after the fifth year it’s just you and you. Getting to know the juices and spirits inside the other one is what I’d do in the earlier days of courtship. My ex-fling wanted to wait was 6 months before I even saw what his dick looks like! Love-making is a part of any LTR and most importantly from day one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be friends and fight&lt;/strong&gt;. A little fighting seasons the pot. The couple that has some practice resolving small issues can fight their way out the big ones. But if your boyfriend is your best friend then you’re into shitload of trouble when you complain to your best friend what an asshole your boyfriend’s been. Best friend is different than boyfriend. Being just a friend of your boyfriend helps in giving and getting the space, is very healthy for a healthy relationship. Have friends outside the relationship. My boyfriend is more comfortable with my friends than I am. But knowing each others friends has sustained the trust between us and gives us our own space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If &lt;strong&gt;telling a lie&lt;/strong&gt; will keep the relationship in peace then lie; but only about small stuff. It’s ok to lie to your boyfriend that you were working your ass off because the computer crashed when you were actually out having a drink with your co-worker. It’s not ok to tell your boyfriend that you were working late when you were actually humping his best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Being monogamous&lt;/strong&gt; has always been a debatable issue in a gay relationship. If your boyfriend is into something that you’re not into then allow him to do it with someone else. A mutual understanding between the two is healthy for the relationship. By setting restrictive limits, no dating, no overnights, don’t do this and that, a gay couple makes actual having of sex with someone else highly unlikely. It’s still debatable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, however long you’ve been together, however everlasting your love feels, don’t yammer on and on about your “wife” or your “husband”. It’s wonderful to be in love, but use some restraint. If you’re in love with him, pour it on to him, not to the neighbor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song played:&lt;br /&gt;"Since you've been gone" by Kelly Clarkson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16115993-112667139972284583?l=internationalmale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/feeds/112667139972284583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16115993&amp;postID=112667139972284583' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16115993/posts/default/112667139972284583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16115993/posts/default/112667139972284583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/2005/09/life-time-relationships-and-more.html' title='Life Time Relationships and more...'/><author><name>I Male</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827507971018454317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/7699/320/Sept1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16115993.post-112615619166321170</id><published>2005-09-08T01:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T01:09:51.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you're gay when...</title><content type='html'>I have always thought that he was gay. So when I had a little, short coming-out session to a friend of mine, I happen to subtly mention to him that I thought he was gay... too! He felt offended (of course, coz he was not gay) and subtly asked me the reasons why I thought he could be gay. I don't quite remember now but I guess I must have listed about atleast 5. Now, we all love our e-mail boxes, especially when the subject line reads any word near to 'Gay'. I got this mail on February 25, 2003 and I still love to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Point system: Number of Screws is proportionate to the percentage I abide by that reason. (1 Screw being the lowest and 10 Screws being the highest)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It goes like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Know You're Gay When...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You wear the appropriate underwear for each of your dates. &lt;em&gt;(9 Screws. CK, Jockey, thongs, Boxers)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You understand the subtle differences between at least 20 brands of vodka. &lt;em&gt;(9.8 Screws. Absolut, Smirnoff, Armadale, Stoli, Chopin, Jewel of Russia, Fleischmann, Türi, Zyr, Ketel One, Grey Goose)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You understand the immense importance of good (or bad) lighting. &lt;em&gt;(8.6 Screws. Check my webcam, for e.g.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You can be in a crowded bar and still spot a toupee from 50 yards away. &lt;em&gt;(3 Screws!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;5. You can tell a woman you love her bathing suit and mean her bathing suit. &lt;em&gt;(9.99 Screws. I can do that!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You can tell a woman she has lipstick on her teeth without embarrassing her. &lt;em&gt;(9.99 Screws. I can do that too!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. No one expects you to kiss and not tell. &lt;em&gt;(8.75 Screws. Well, once upon a time I met this guy and we....)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You can have naked pictures of men you know in your home. &lt;em&gt;(1 Screw. I just have them in my computer)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. You can have naked pictures of men you don't know in your home. &lt;em&gt;(1 Screw. I have them as well in my computer)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You can have naked pictures of men you don't know in your home and on your computer. (&lt;em&gt;10 Screws. I do, I do, I do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;11. Unlike your women friends, you can hang out in men's locker room. &lt;em&gt;(10.5 Screws. Yumm.. Yumm!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. You understand why the good Lord created spandex. &lt;em&gt;(9.6 Screws. Thank you, Lord)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;13. You understand why the good Lord did not intend everyone to wear spandex. &lt;em&gt;(9.6 Screws again. Thank you again, Lord)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. You know the difference between a latte, cappuccino, cafe au lait and a macchiato. And if you don't, you know how to fake it. &lt;em&gt;(5.6 Screws. I know the difference. But I cannot fake it. Got it?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. You know how to get back at just about everyone. &lt;em&gt;(Umm.. Mr. Anonymous, when you say back, do you mean the gluteus maximus region? if yes then I give 10 Screws. hee hee hee!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Your pets always have great names. &lt;em&gt;(0.09 Screws. I ain't got a pet!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;17. Nobody expects you to change a tire. &lt;em&gt;(10 Screws. No comments)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;18. You're the only guy who gets to do the "Cosmo" quizzes. &lt;em&gt;(Hmm.. 7.7 Screws)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. You know how to get a waiter's attention. &lt;em&gt;(Oh yes! 9.9 Screws)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. You only wear polyester when you mean to. &lt;em&gt;(8.3 Screws)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;21. At any given instant, you can recite who was gay since the dawn of history. &lt;em&gt;(Aha! 8.8 Screws)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. You are, hands down, your nephew's and nieces' favorite uncle. &lt;em&gt;(I love kids.. kids love me! 9.89 Screws)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. You get to choose your family. &lt;em&gt;(Now let's see... there's the bitch and the slut, the whore.. oh oh the cunt and then there's the babe, the sleaze and the dog. 10 Screws)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. You can tell your sexual compatibility with a potential partner by the way he holds his drink. &lt;em&gt;(11 Screws!!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. You can smile to let someone know you can't stand them. &lt;em&gt;(11 Screws again)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. You wouldn't be caught dead in Hooters. &lt;em&gt;(Ugh! 10 Screws)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. You can freeze an approaching bar troll twenty feet away. &lt;em&gt;(Mummmmmmeeeeeee.... 8.48 Screws)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. You're good pals with women other people can't stand. &lt;em&gt;(1 Screw. I'm good pals with women other straight men ogle at!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. You've always got an opinion, and don't mind sharing it. &lt;em&gt;(Gentlemen &amp; Gentlemen, in my opinion, I believe... 7.63 Screws)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. You've read the book, seen the movie, done the musical. &lt;em&gt;(Read a book? Uh oh! I choose to remove the reading-a-book part. 8.99 Screws)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. You know how to "air kiss". &lt;em&gt;(12 Screws. MUUUAAAAHHHH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;32. You know exactly which cosmetic surgery to consider having... and the perfect excuse to give people who ask where you've been for two weeks. &lt;em&gt;(Haven't been there. Haven't done that. 0 Screws)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. You know how to dress strategically. &lt;em&gt;(15 Screws.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;34. You know when to move out and move on. &lt;em&gt;(14.99 Screws)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. You are the only one at the class reunion who looks better than you did in high school. &lt;em&gt;(21 Screws)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. You've got at least one framed picture of a pet. &lt;em&gt;(0 Screw. Tch tch! No pet. No picture.... Wait a minute! 9.72 Screws. I almost forgot poo-poo, my rabbit)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. You know that being called a "cheap slut" isn't necessarily an insult. &lt;em&gt;(101 Screws)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. You wouldn't buy someone a mug for their birthday. &lt;em&gt;(10.1 Screws)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. You know which wine to bring. &lt;em&gt;(The vodka list is enough for now! 10 Screws)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Sales clerks don't mess with you. &lt;em&gt;(3.4 Screws)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;41. You have a medicine chest stocked for any occasion. &lt;em&gt;(I have a chest stocked with condoms, lubes, toys... what medicine? -2 Screws)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. You never hold a grudge for longer than a decade. &lt;em&gt;(oh yes! 10 Screws)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. You've just about defeated the accent you were born with. &lt;em&gt;(12 Screws.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;44. You know the way to a man's heart is not necessarily through his stomach. &lt;em&gt;(hee hee hee!! 1000 Screws)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. You choose the most fabulous greeting cards. &lt;em&gt;(12 Screws)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;46. You know every film ever made with male frontal nudity. &lt;em&gt;(Ummm almost... so I give 9 Screws)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. You've got sunscreen at every conceivable SPF level. &lt;em&gt;(1 Screws.. awwwww)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;48. You have the latest International Male catalog. &lt;em&gt;(yes I do, yes I do... 13.3 Screws)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. You wouldn't dream of dressing out of the latest International Male catalog. &lt;em&gt;(9.99 Screws)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. You can be bitchy without anyone blaming it on biology. &lt;em&gt;(This should be in the top 10. 23.34 Screws)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew! That was something. I need a drink. A Screwdriver anyone?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16115993-112615619166321170?l=internationalmale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/feeds/112615619166321170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16115993&amp;postID=112615619166321170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16115993/posts/default/112615619166321170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16115993/posts/default/112615619166321170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/2005/09/you-know-youre-gay-when.html' title='You know you&apos;re gay when...'/><author><name>I Male</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827507971018454317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/7699/320/Sept1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16115993.post-112606879195155152</id><published>2005-09-07T00:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T23:37:01.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tip(s) of the waistline</title><content type='html'>"Bring your family to a complete and satisfying meal" says Prego pasta sauce commercial, while applying a thick layer over a cheesy fried chicken sandwich. Pasta sauce over a cheese (fried) chicken sandwich? And all this while I thought pasta sauces are used to make (tasteless) pasta tasty. Now, a cheese friend chicken sandwich could be "a complete and satifying meal" (hey, what about breakfast then?!), but is it healthy? Is it good for a perfect built gut? (which gives the exact view when you're entering in a doggy-style!) Each serving of cheese (any cheese) has about 300 calories with about 250 in fat (or maybe more!). And over that they have fried chicken!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And the rest of the blog is for the straight men, who are *F.A.T* and also for the bears (I'm not into them so I can comfortably mention them here) who like other bears (no no! Not the polar or black ones. I meant the men-bears!). My favorite gay men should be categorized athletic, well-built, broad-shoulders, etc. So what do you do to reduce that hetero-belly a.k.a homo-chubby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disclaimer: Most of the statements in brace brackets are the words of the junta aka public. Most of the men referred herewith are homosexual men, and the tips may or may not apply to straight men.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Presenting... the... Homo-guy tips! (applaud applaud)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Have lots of sex"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hey, we all know that! Can you please elaborate on which positions burn more fat?) Sure, why not? Well, there's the doggy-style and then there's the on-the-top one.... Wait a minute! This is not a sexual-positions blog!! All I can say is that sex is good as an exercise. Your heart rate is faster than normal-fast and the whole body is working (read burning in excitement) which burns a lot of fat. Someone told me that prolonged sex is good for a normal healthy living (now, where are all the men.. oops.. gorgeous men?). So go ahead man.. get 'em pounded!&lt;br /&gt;(applaud applaud)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have lots of sex"(You told this one. Why again?!) Oh I did?! Ahem! Well, then... the next one would be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Laughter"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Really? How is that?) Well, I don't know how but then as they always say laughter is the best medicine. And then there are groups of elderly people near my home, in Bombay, who meet every morning in the gardens and laugh. Yes yes, they just laugh! It's called the "laughter club" and about a year back NDTV, Zee TV and BBC had covered this club on their channels. (Really? Wow!) Yeah, I know! One fine morning, I went to the park, looked around making sure no one was watching me, sneaked into the round circle where these crazy people were scorning their hearts out and asked this timid uncle what were they upto. For some forsaken reason he was&lt;br /&gt;more that glad to see me there (Maybe because you were the only good-looking, young, attractive, loving, friendly chap in that group); Well, thank you! So, he gave a pat on my back and started laughing. Before I could lose my patience or tolerance, he narrated the story behind the formation of the group and the people in it. After about 15 minutes and 43 seconds I realized that he was nowhere around the answer to what I had asked him. So I preferred to ditch him and continued my run. Later my mom told me that it's indeed a good exercise because laughter inhibits anxiety which in-turn causes heart to beat faster causing faster blood flow and hence burning of fat. Now, I don't know how true this is, so all the stupid, non-sensible laughters (for the sake of burning fats) are at your own risk!&lt;br /&gt;(applaud applaud)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's see.. umm. what's the next one? "Sex"? No, I guess I'm done with that. Oh yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Workouts"&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Fitness experts say about 20 minutes of heavy-weight lifting, then one hour of run, and some more abdomen workouts helps. Kindly refer to all the fitness sites and magazines for more information (oh good good! That way we can sneak-peek into the busty ladies!) Uff, you hetero stereotypes!&lt;br /&gt;(applaud applaud)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Diet"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good diet is important. No junkie food. No potatoes (mashed or full or fried). Less carbs. More proteins (oh yumm yumm!) No, not that proteins!! (Why not?! But then shouldn't this one come in the "sex" pointer?!). Ignored that! Fresh juices.. correction.. fresh fruit juices. Fat-free milk. Fat-free everything. No cheese. No Mayo. No oil. No Ghee. No stale food. (Ok Grandma. We got it!)&lt;br /&gt;(applaud applaud)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Dentist"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dentist? You mean can we have him?) No, visit him! Use listerine, dental floss (If this is going towards kissing then we think this should come in the "sex" part). Ignored!! A good, clean, cavity-free mouth keeps fat away. (Whatever!) Scientists in Japan have found that men with good dental hygiene, who use listerine or dental floss and brush teeth regularly are slimmer and lose out fat than ones with a bad one. (So does this mean that if our mouths are clean, we are good-kissers and that ways we get more men?) Ignored!! A perfect set of teeth means a smell-free mouth and a good skin.&lt;br /&gt;(applaud applaud)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now folks. I was paid for this much only.&lt;br /&gt;Have a healthy, slim-waist life guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Do not write or call me for these tips and advices because I charge for the same which you geeks cannot afford.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16115993-112606879195155152?l=internationalmale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/feeds/112606879195155152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16115993&amp;postID=112606879195155152' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16115993/posts/default/112606879195155152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16115993/posts/default/112606879195155152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/2005/09/tips-of-waistline.html' title='Tip(s) of the waistline'/><author><name>I Male</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827507971018454317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/7699/320/Sept1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16115993.post-112570316843806309</id><published>2005-09-02T19:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T19:20:40.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Man of her dreams</title><content type='html'>Mom asked me to find a guy for my cousin sister, who's now 24 and quite "old" enough to get married. Now this is something I'm gonna enjoy doing... looking for guys! "My pleasure, mom!"&lt;br /&gt;So I ask her what kind of guy her family was looking for? And the same old story goes... Lets see if I can pin the finer points they want, rather prefer, in a man, suitable to get married to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Requirement 1: "He should be a nice guy"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm. Nice guy?! It's quite a broad term for a definition of a nice guy. I think a guy with a killing smile is nice too (of course he should have an awesome set of lips!). I guess what they mean is that he should be of a "nice" nature. I cannot decide that by just meeting a man for, say, 2 hours; especially when (considering he would good&lt;br /&gt;looking with a nice personality) I will be busy checking his etc's. But I'll try, mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Requirement 2: "He should be earning enough"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's never enough when someone's earning enough. How much is enough? Let's see.. enough to own a few houses, has a monthly pay of $20,000 atleast, can take me on a vacation to different countries thrice every year, has few exclusive cars. That's good enough for a start. Oh oh, I forgot.. get me Prada, Gucci, Versace clothes (c'mon gay men want all that!). Maybe mom means someone who has the capability to own one car, one house and a "decent" pay. Oh dear! I'll try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Requirement 3: "He should respect his culture and family values"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope she ain't hinting at a mama's boy. I think it's for someone who's a man enough to know family values and culture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Requirement 4: "He should be independent"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independent?! But, mom, that's totally against the Indian-family-values thing where a guy is expected to stay with is parents, sisters, dogs, grand-parents, uncles, aunts.. whoever! I don't think this is what she meant by being independent. What she meant was that he should not be dependent on anyone. Huh?! Ok ok I'm all confused with this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Requirement 5: "He should love the woman"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I object to this stupid hetero stuff! Let's make this about the same sex! But wait a minute... we were talking about a guy for my cousin sister. Oh hell! So, he should love a woman, eh?! No comments. Next one please!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Requirement 6: "He should be handsome"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aah! Now this one I love the most. Lets see.. where do I start?! How about broad shoulders, nice tough hands, bubbly butt, meaty thighs, rosy lips, a dimple on his cheeks, gorgeous smile, thick hair, not too hairy, flat tummy and nice to talk to. Phew!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need a 10 minute "break"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Requirement 7: "He should be good sex"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No! Mom didn't tell me this!! I just thought I should include this one for all Indian mom's who would ask for this one when they hunt a man for their daughters (and maybe a few for me too!). So, good sex... ahem! I would want to try him first to find that out, that's why this one should be requirement no. 1. No further comments here. As they say practice what you preach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, let me get started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;God bless Mother Nature, she's a single woman too,She took on a heaven and she did what she had to do.&lt;br /&gt;She taught every angel to rearrange the sky,So that each and every woman could find her perfect guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining men, Hallelujah, it's raining men, every specimen,&lt;br /&gt;Tall, blond, dark and mean, tough and tough and strong and lean.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16115993-112570316843806309?l=internationalmale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/feeds/112570316843806309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16115993&amp;postID=112570316843806309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16115993/posts/default/112570316843806309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16115993/posts/default/112570316843806309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/2005/09/man-of-her-dreams.html' title='Man of her dreams'/><author><name>I Male</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827507971018454317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/7699/320/Sept1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16115993.post-112555125016802426</id><published>2005-08-29T22:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T08:05:51.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A message in a bottle!</title><content type='html'>A few lines from the movie 'A Message in a Bottle' comes to my mind right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"If some lives form a perfect circle,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;others take shape in ways we cannot predict, I'll always understand.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loss has been a part of my journey,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but it has also shown me what is precious,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So has the love for which I can only be grateful...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...your Love ..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONG PLAYING: "In my secret life" by Leonardo Cohen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16115993-112555125016802426?l=internationalmale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/feeds/112555125016802426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16115993&amp;postID=112555125016802426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16115993/posts/default/112555125016802426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16115993/posts/default/112555125016802426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/2005/08/message-in-bottle.html' title='A message in a bottle!'/><author><name>I Male</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827507971018454317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/7699/320/Sept1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16115993.post-112555111609068229</id><published>2005-08-24T23:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T01:05:16.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First anniversary of turning old!</title><content type='html'>We all hate the question "How old are you today?", especially if you're over an age where you just don't wanna accept that you've really reached that age. I had to face this question at least a hundred times on August 20 when I turned 31 years old. Yes, OLD! In our world it's called "old + 1" or rather "first anniversary of old age"! Thankfully you're still young at 31 when you're in U.S. (he told me you look 24 and I felt good!!) and then you can enjoy your heads off. Ok so I went to this so-well-knowingly awesome club in Dayon downtown (Well yes, we got one here!) with a friend and on entering we figured out that it was a gay club. I thought to myself now that we were already in why not make the most of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ordered a Blue Sky Martini (it's a gay club... you got to have a martini!), sat next to a cute guy busy groking the go-go boys who were showing their best stats and moves. I was more interested in the swings and grooves of the people on the dance floor. It makes me feel so good seeing all those people enjoying themselves in their own way... "Hi, how's it going?" is what I heard next, right in my ears. I turned to my left and that same guy was smiling to me with a glow in his eyes and his right hand wanting to have a hand-shake with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Guy (CG): Lot of people tonight&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah! Anyone you like in the crowd?&lt;br /&gt;CG: (after a 3 minute pause) See that guy with blue t-shirt and beads around his wrist? He's cute.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hmm yeah he is!&lt;br /&gt;CG: Are you alone?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No. I'm with friends (pointing to my friends). What about you?&lt;br /&gt;CG: I'm here with some of my girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;Me: That's impressive!!&lt;br /&gt;CG: I'm Daniel. Nice to meet you.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm Parind. Nice to meet you too.&lt;br /&gt;Daniel: You wanna dance?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (skeptical) Umm ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we go to the floor and have a nice dance for about 7 minutes (Ciara's '1,2 Step' is playing). My friends come over and I had to go grab a beer.&lt;br /&gt;So that was when I just turned 31. Some things just cannot be avoided and some people make a mark in your life... forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is how they make a Blue Sky Martini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INGREDIENTS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 1/2 oz. Skyy Vodka&lt;br /&gt;1/4 oz. Blue Curacao&lt;br /&gt;1 Lemon twist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PREPARATION:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shake over ice. Strain into a chilled cocktail glass. Garnish with a twist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song I loved: "Sanctuary" by Origene from "Queer As Folk - Season 4" soundrack&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16115993-112555111609068229?l=internationalmale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/feeds/112555111609068229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16115993&amp;postID=112555111609068229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16115993/posts/default/112555111609068229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16115993/posts/default/112555111609068229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/2005/08/first-anniversary-of-turning-old.html' title='First anniversary of turning old!'/><author><name>I Male</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827507971018454317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/7699/320/Sept1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16115993.post-112555087082148860</id><published>2005-08-19T00:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T01:06:15.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok so here we go...</title><content type='html'>Damn! I hate these survey stuff but then my fan-club (yes! I do have one.. didn't you know?!) asked for it. So here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M KNOWN AS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Parind&lt;br /&gt;- ScrewyWabbit&lt;br /&gt;- "Fresh Meat" (Someone did call me that!)&lt;br /&gt;- Bitch ("the one" calls me that!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THINGS I LIKE ABOUT MYSELF PHYSICALLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Now that's an easy one!). Lemme see where do I start... ummm...&lt;br /&gt;- My thighs&lt;br /&gt;- My eyes&lt;br /&gt;- My Smile&lt;br /&gt;- My lips&lt;br /&gt;- My butts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THINGS I DON'T LIKE ABOUT MYSELF PHYSICALLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My waist-line (am working on it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I PROUDLY OWN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- parind.com domain&lt;br /&gt;- An amazing sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;- Family &amp; friends (ok guys, I can't name all of them here!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I NEED THESE BADLY RIGHT NOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sex (it's been a while!)&lt;br /&gt;- Go on a vacation to Norway, Finland, Sweden, Denmark... or was it India?!&lt;br /&gt;- $$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M WEARING RIGHT NOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Blue low rise jeans (wish it was a A&amp;amp;F) $45&lt;br /&gt;- Pro-mesh CK briefs $16&lt;br /&gt;- Fossil watch $65&lt;br /&gt;- White with light floral design shirt from Gap $29.99&lt;br /&gt;- Davidoff Cool Water $??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS ARE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A hot cup of coffee&lt;br /&gt;- A nice cold shower (It's blazing hot summer!)&lt;br /&gt;- Gossip with Nikhil and Pankaj&lt;br /&gt;- My fantasies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M SCARED OF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Heights&lt;br /&gt;- Deep waters&lt;br /&gt;- Roller-coasters&lt;br /&gt;- Exams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLACES I WANNA GO FOR A VACATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Scandinavia (Norway, Sweden, Finland, Denmark)&lt;br /&gt;- Pakistan&lt;br /&gt;- China&lt;br /&gt;- New-Zealand&lt;br /&gt;- Greece, Turkey, Poland, U.K., France, Germany, Spain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NAMES I LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(for no particular reason)&lt;br /&gt;- Nikhil&lt;br /&gt;- Rohit&lt;br /&gt;- Tanishqa&lt;br /&gt;- Siddhant&lt;br /&gt;- Ayushya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANY DISORDERS I HAVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Humanatitis (This is a disorder where a human being behaves like &amp;amp; has all the traits of a Human Being)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LIKE TO READ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read and me?! You must be kidding!! But I do LOVE to read:&lt;br /&gt;- Asterix comics&lt;br /&gt;- Lonely Planet Guides&lt;br /&gt;- "Did you know" stuff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16115993-112555087082148860?l=internationalmale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/feeds/112555087082148860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16115993&amp;postID=112555087082148860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16115993/posts/default/112555087082148860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16115993/posts/default/112555087082148860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/2005/08/ok-so-here-we-go.html' title='Ok so here we go...'/><author><name>I Male</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827507971018454317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/7699/320/Sept1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16115993.post-112555042210792579</id><published>2005-08-16T10:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T00:55:02.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Desi</title><content type='html'>A friend sent me &lt;a href="http://www.sasural.com/soapbox/column/view/?145" target="_blank"&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt; today which has Sivakumar's amusing article on Indians in U.S. who are debating on whether they should stay in U.S. or go back to India. Sivakumar talks about three kinds of desis: rich desi, poor desi and the smart desi. Just for you who are still wondering (or maybe trying to call their Indian friends; or maybe searching on the net) what &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Desi" target="_blank"&gt;"desi"&lt;/a&gt; means, you can read it at Wikipedia. Yes! Wikipedia actually defines the word "desi"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading the article I gave a lot of thought on what Siva has to say. Moreover, I had a discussion with another Indian friend on why I would like to stay in U.S. and why he wanted to go back to India as soon as he can. I've had these "debates" over and again with a lot of friends and also in my mind. But the more I think of it, the more it convinces me to stay here... in U.S. Of all the debates and discussions we had, one of them that comes to my mind is what's the value of a single life in U.S. I was talking to an American friend on the 9/11 and subsequent attack on Iraq where I was totally against the U.S. pounding on Iraq and above that, the whole world making such a big deal out of the terrorist attacks on U.S. soil. I made a statement to him that the whole world is under attack from terrorists, which doesn't mean every country should start pounding every other country and that U.S. preaches "solution through peace talks" and didn't practice itself. His reply, that got me thinking, was "In the recent floods in Mumbai there were thousands dead and more thousands homeless, why isn't the (Indian) government doing anything about that?". He continued saying "every life matters in U.S., be it American or Alien matters." and that "U.S. authorities would go to any extent to save one life. And in 9/11 there were more than 3,000 lives gone". Now that got me thinking! I do agree that Indian government wasn't doing enough to handle the flood situation in Maharashtra, but then we, Indians, have come a long way in our 58 years of independence. Today, India has grown to a level where it can match the rest of the developed nations, economically and in development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would not go any further in who's right and who's wrong or which country is best to live in, because this is a debate which will go on forever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16115993-112555042210792579?l=internationalmale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/feeds/112555042210792579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16115993&amp;postID=112555042210792579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16115993/posts/default/112555042210792579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16115993/posts/default/112555042210792579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/2005/08/desi.html' title='Desi'/><author><name>I Male</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827507971018454317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/7699/320/Sept1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16115993.post-112555032765198851</id><published>2005-08-10T19:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T00:52:07.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Daylight Saving Time and all about it</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I read this article on CNN which says that US government is thinking of starting daylight saving time three weeks earlier and ending it a week later as an energy-saving measure. Maybe the "experts" have an explanation to the energy-saving, but I, personally, don't understand how this whole thing works! In fact there have been times when I have wondered who'd have come up with this idea whereby, suddenly one fine day (or is it night??!!), you make your clocks go one hour ahead and then there's another day when you make it one hour behind. We never had anything like this back in India, so for first-timers like me it's weird!! I actually stayed up late in the night to see if the digital clocks really switched over from 1:59:59AM to 3:00:00AM, and they actually DID!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I thought I should get some more information on how this whole thing works, where's it orignated from, who all does it apply to, etc. So I went to Wikipedia and read through the entire article on DST. Check it out at &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daylight_saving_time" target="_blank"&gt;Wikipedia: Daylight Saving Time&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did you know that Prior to 1995, the western part of Kiribati, where Tarwana, the capital lies, would not just be two hours behind of eastern Kiribati (due to a 30° difference in longitude and corresponding difference in time) but would be a whole day and two hours behind the western zone because of a funny little line known as the International Date Line. Weird eh?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speaking of time zones, despite China being a vast country geographically spanning several time zones the whole of China operates to a single Standard Time (GMT+8) all year round, which happens to be the time-zone of Beijing. If China were to have time-zones, then it would range from GMT+5.30 in the west (which is the timezone of India) to GMT+9 in the east.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16115993-112555032765198851?l=internationalmale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/feeds/112555032765198851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16115993&amp;postID=112555032765198851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16115993/posts/default/112555032765198851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16115993/posts/default/112555032765198851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/2005/08/daylight-saving-time-and-all-about-it.html' title='Daylight Saving Time and all about it'/><author><name>I Male</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827507971018454317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/7699/320/Sept1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16115993.post-112554566158854152</id><published>2005-08-02T19:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T23:34:21.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rains, rains go away!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the recent turmoil of the heavy rains in Mumbai &amp; Maharashtra, we, the people of India, have learnt to blame the rains &amp;amp; the Gods for for all the disaster. I came across a page on rediff.com where some people have voiced their opinions and they clearly pin-point the Government for the plight of the financial capital of India. I, along with the others, would not only blame the government but also the Indian people who are responsible for the losses they have incurred in the last weeks pourdown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's about time Mumbai, and India as a whole, wake up to these natural "disasters" and get doing something. Maybe this is Gods way of telling us to stop misusing the environment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A few years back I had come across a person, stading on the railway platform, who was constantly spitting on the railway tracks. I calmly asked the person not to do so as it's unhygeinic and not healthy for him and his family. He asked me how? In reply to which I explained to him in various ways. At the end of it, all he had to say was "apna kaam karo" (do your own work). This is the attitude of the people in Mumbai!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Check out peoples voices at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://in.rediff.com/news/2005/aug/02gomsg.htm" target="_Blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rediff.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16115993-112554566158854152?l=internationalmale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/feeds/112554566158854152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16115993&amp;postID=112554566158854152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16115993/posts/default/112554566158854152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16115993/posts/default/112554566158854152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://internationalmale.blogspot.com/2005/08/rains-rains-go-away.html' title='Rains, rains go away!'/><author><name>I Male</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827507971018454317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/35/7699/320/Sept1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
