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		<title>Dogs and Spirits</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 09 Jul 2011 17:46:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[For those of you who have read my previous posts, ‘The Demonic Animal’ and ‘Demonic face on the wall’, I have yet another story to share with you. I’m sure most of you must have heard that dogs have 6th sense. In India, there is a saying that when you hear dogs howl in the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=joandropo.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4432838&amp;post=613&amp;subd=joandropo&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>For those of you who have read my previous posts, ‘<a href="http://joandropo.wordpress.com/2010/12/15/the-demonic-animal/">The Demonic Animal</a>’ and ‘<a href="http://joandropo.wordpress.com/2010/11/29/demonic-face-on-the-wall/">Demonic face on the wall</a>’, I have yet another story to share with you. I’m sure most of you must have heard that dogs have 6<sup>th</sup> sense. In India, there is a saying that when you hear dogs howl in the middle of the night, it means there are spirits roaming about.<em> </em>If you have watched Indian horror movies, you will notice that the main item that will make your spine tremble from top to bottom is the howling of dogs.</strong></p>
<p><strong>This happened recently, I would say a week. The place I’m staying right now is more like a men’s hostel. In each room they are at least two to three people staying together.  For some, they preferred to take the whole room for themselves. Like me for example, I took my own room. That’s because of my previous experiences. My other room-mates never respected me. They used to come late at night while I’m in a deep sleep or at times when their cell phone rang, they preferred to answer the call with me inside the room fast asleep rather than going outside and answering it. Those were the type of room-mates I had. That’s the main reason why I chose to have my own room rather than sharing it with someone else. It’s a bit expensive but I’m having all the freedom I need. So I guess it’s worth it.</strong></p>
<p><strong>A month ago, this new person takes a whole room for himself. He was a very strange fellow. He never used to come out of his room. He had no friends and nobody in the hostel knows a thing about him. The worst of all, not even his name. But in time, we all managed to keep him out of our heads. At times, I used to see some of the guys asking him if he would like to join us for an evening walk. He never accepted any of our invitations. He just shook his head and walked back into his room. We won’t see him for the whole day after that. Let’s call him Rahul (Not his real name).</strong></p>
<p><strong>But a week ago, his whole life changed. Just last week at three in the morning, while the whole hostel was fast asleep, I heard the most horrifying scream. I jumped out of my bed with my heart in my mouth. I have no words to explain how this person was screaming. I could only imagine this would be the way a human would scream if he saw death face to face.</strong></p>
<p><strong>I never came out of my room until I heard voices of other people outside the corridor. I slowly opened the door and saw people running toward the screams. Once I was outside, I could see people trying to break open the door where Rahul was staying. I wasn’t even sure if it was Rahul screaming. No one could recognize his voice.</strong></p>
<p><strong>At last they managed to break open the door. We saw the strangest thing ever. Rahul was lying on his bed. He had his hands covering his eyes and he was screaming like a mad man. Some of the guys went over to him and tried to talk some sense into him. I was standing outside his room watching all this happen. Rahul kept repeating that he was going to die and that this man with red eyes is going to kill him with a knife. The people next to him, tried to their best to convince him that, nobody was going to kill him and that he had a nightmare. I noticed he was sweating so much. His whole bed was wet because of his sweat. Someone sprinkled water on his face and he slowly opened his eyes.  He was breathing heavily and he looked so pale. He looked more like a dead corpse that came out of a zombie movie. It took 40 minutes for him to calm down. Some of the guys tried to change the subject. Some even said jokes. He slowly got his senses back.</strong></p>
<p><strong>A friend of mine told him to come out with him for a small walk outside. Just to get some fresh air. Surprisingly, he nodded his head and got up to go out. I too thought of accompanying them, not because I wanted to keep his mind at ease but I too needed some fresh air. We three went out. The whole city was fast asleep. Not a soul outside. It was so quiet except for the breeze and the leaves scraping against each other. The moon was so bright that night.</strong></p>
<p><strong>My friend was in the middle, I was walking at his left side and Rahul was walking on the right side.  While we were walking down this particular lane, I had this bad feeling come over me. It was more like fear. I have no clue why I was scared for no reason. But I knew something was not right.</strong></p>
<p><strong>Suddenly out of nowhere, from the shadows, at least 6 to 8 dogs circled around Rahul and stared at him. We all just froze. These dogs were only looking at Rahul and not us. I and my friend tried to shoo them away but they would not even budge. We tried to move away slowly but the dogs would growl and it looked like they would pounce on us any moment.</strong></p>
<p><strong>We three just stood there for like two to three minutes and suddenly all hell became loose. The dogs started to bark so furiously. It was like they would tear us all apart in like seconds. But I and my friend noticed that the dogs weren’t barking at us but only at Rahul. And what’s worse, something didn’t look right with Rahul. We couldn’t see his eyes properly. We couldn’t see the iris, just the white part. We could see his teeth and he was biting it down really hard.  </strong></p>
<p><strong>Now here’s the scary part. The dogs weren’t barking at him only. We noticed they were barking at him and at someone else standing at his right side. I turned around thinking there was someone behind us but the whole street was empty. At times few of the dogs would jump back like as if someone was trying to shoo them away. I was rooted to the road and trembling with fear. We stood there motionless for like a minute and then my friend suddenly turned around and ran for his life. Seeing him running away made me to turn around and run. I never ran so hard in my life since I finished high school. It was more like a 100 meter race. My friend was running in front of me and I was running right behind him.</strong></p>
<p><strong>We didn’t even stop to help Rahul. We didn’t even turn back to see if the dogs were following us or what the dogs were doing to Rahul. We didn’t stop till we reached our rooms. I just ran inside my room, locked the door and put all the lights on in my room. There was a big tube light, a small bulb and a table lamp. I just switch on all three and jumped on my bed and covered myself with my sheet. I was trembling so much. In the distance, I could still hear the dogs barking.</strong></p>
<p><strong>For a whole 10 minutes, I was just staring at nothing and slowly fell asleep. At ten in the morning I woke up and somehow managed to refresh myself and got ready to go to office. While I walking down the corridor, I noticed Rahul’s door was shut. I put my head closer to the door to see if I could hear him snoring inside but nothing.</strong></p>
<p><strong>I just hoped he was ok. Felt really guilty for leaving him there all to himself. But you couldn’t blame me. Just imagine, you see dogs surrounding a group of people and barking at only one. And what’s worse, barking at someone you couldn’t see but they could. Someone that made the dogs jump back, as if, someone was trying to hit them or shoo them away. The way Rahul looked at that moment also freaked me out. I admit I watch horror movies and the movie Exorcist did freak me out a lot.  Rahul looked like he was possessed. Forgive me if I’m saying it wrong. I just don’t know how to say it.  This is the best way I could describe how everything looked.</strong></p>
<p><strong>I walked to the bus stand trying to get rid of the thought. My whole day was bad at work. At night while returning back to the hostel, I noticed Rahul’s door was wide open. I didn’t want him to see me, so I started to walk fast. But as I crossed his room, I managed to have a quick glance inside.  He was sitting on his bed criss-crossed and staring at the wall in front of him. I’m glad at least he made it back to his room in one piece. I never spoke to him again and he was back in his own world, stuck in his room with the door shut most of the time.</strong></p>
<p><strong>I believe these facts now. Dogs do see things that we humans can’t. They do have a sixth sense. They could see spirits. </strong></p>
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		<title>Toy Story (Just a Dirty Thought)</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Jun 2011 10:17:22 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ryan Paul</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Andy has been with his toys till he was old enough to go to college. Ever since he was a kid he was with his toys. He played with them as if they were his only friends. His toys were alive. They had feelings for each other and most of all for Andy. He never [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=joandropo.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4432838&amp;post=587&amp;subd=joandropo&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://joandropo.files.wordpress.com/2011/06/toy-story-3.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-592" title="toy story 3" src="http://joandropo.files.wordpress.com/2011/06/toy-story-3.jpg?w=300&#038;h=228" alt="" width="300" height="228" /></a><strong>Andy has been with his toys till he was old enough to go to college. Ever since he was a kid he was with his toys. He played with them as if they were his only friends. His toys were alive. They had feelings for each other and most of all for Andy. He never knew they were alive all the time. His toys acted like toys when he was next to them and the toys became alive when no body was present next to them.<br />
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<p><strong>So here it is, my dirty thought. Have the toys ever seen Andy Masturbate??? I mean his toys were there all the time in his room till Andy was old enough to go to college. Like all boys there is no doubt that Andy used to Masturbate.</strong></p>
<p><strong>Do you think Woody and the other male toys tried to find where their penis was? And if they did tried to find it and found out they didn’t have one, what do you think happened after that? Did they start running and screaming around saying”O my God, I can’t find it, I can’t find it”? Do you think Mr. Potato head asked his wife Mrs. Potato head,” How do we make babies?”</strong></p>
<p><strong>(Thinking loud to myself) OMG!!! Why the hell am I thinking about this? Get a life… <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif' alt=':-D' class='wp-smiley' /><br />
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		<description><![CDATA[Here is a story or rather a true story that happened recently. My uncle was having a party at his place since it was his daughter’s birthday. Me and a lot of people where invited. By the time I reached his place there were already a lot of people there. A lot of kids running [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=joandropo.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4432838&amp;post=542&amp;subd=joandropo&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p><strong>Here is a story or rather a true story that happened recently. </strong><strong></strong><strong>My uncle w</strong><strong></strong><strong>as having a party at his place</strong><strong></strong><strong></strong><strong> </strong><strong></strong><strong>since it was his daughter’s birthday. Me and a lot of people where invited. By the time I reached his place there were already a lot of people there. A lot of kids running and screaming around out of joy and excitement, the ladies where at the dining hall pouring out their thoughts all at once and the men were at the living room with drinks on the table and trying to bring up a topic. As for me, I just sat at the corner and wished Zeus would just strike lighting on me and would have an excuse to say to my uncle that I was hit by lighting and that I have to leave early.</strong></p>
<p><strong>I hate parties. A lot of people shout, drink and go insane; ladies are like blah, blah and blah; we have to hire animal trainers to whip the kids just to keep their mouth shut and the worse thing about parties is the cleaning. Guests don’t care what they do to your stuffs. They don’t care about what their children are doing; they worry a lot about their empty glasses and gossips.</strong></p>
<p><strong>There was this particular couple I was interested in. The time they came to the party they were very quiet. At times I noticed the lady was kind of tensed and she would whisper something to her husband. After every one finished eating their cake my uncle went over to the couple and asked where their daughter was? They said she went to the hospital to see a friend of hers who met with an accident. But she was supposed to reach a long time back and her parents were kind of worried. They tried calling her cell but she wasn’t picking it up.</strong></p>
<p><strong>When dinner was about to be served, the door bell rang. One of my uncle’s friends opened the door. I don’t know the reason for the sudden silence in the room and the scream from the lady whose daughter was late but I moved closer to the door to get a better look and was surprised. Well can’t say surprised, maybe it was shocked. It was that lady’s daughter alright. But she was completely bald. She entered the room smiling while everybody’s mouth was wide open. I later got the news that she had long hair that reaches all the way down to her waist and a silky one at that too. After a long 1 minute pause everyone started laughing. She looked cute but still it’s always kind of weird to see a lady bald.</strong></p>
<p><strong>Her parents went over to her and asked what happened to her hair and why was she bald. She just kept smiling. That smile was so different. It was like as if she never carried a burden on her shoulders before.  She said,</strong></p>
<p><strong>” While I was with my friend at the hospital, I noticed next to my friend’s bed there was another girl on the other side of the room. I asked my friend what she was in here for. Her friend replied that she had cancer. She was young, pale and yet behind those weak eyes and pale skin I knew she was so beautiful if it wasn’t for that cancer. I also noticed that she was bald. I kept thinking to myself what this young girl did to have this kind of sickness. She didn’t deserve this. I wished from the bottom of heart that I could do something to help her. But I knew the only thing I could do for her is pray. But still I went over to her bed and started to know her better. She was really happy to talk to me.</strong></p>
<p><strong>After a long talk she touched my hair and said she had never seen a beautiful hair like mine before. That’s when this thought popped into my head and I asked her do you want my hair. She just stared at me. I asked her again, do you want it?  I can give you my hair. She said no. She said that I had beautiful hair and she didn’t want to take away the only thing that kept me beautiful. But I forced her. I told her that I can grow my hair back again. I forced her a lot and at the end she accepted my offer. So I went over to the beauty parlor and told them to cut my hair of completely since I want to make it into a wig. After they were done they gave me my hair and the directions to a place where they make wigs. So I went over to that wig makers and the guy there said it will take a week to make a wig out of my hair. So once it’s done I’m going to give that wig to her. “</strong></p>
<p><strong>After she narrated her story everybody in the room was silent. Or should I say embarrassed because they laughed at her. As for me I was tempted to get married to this kind hearted lady. Her parents were just proud of her. Her mom gave her a big tight hug and her dad patted her on the head. At the end we all knew who was rewarded the most. The smile she gave to that little girl who has cancer was the biggest reward any one could get.</strong></p>
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		<title>Researchers Record Screem of the Damned</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Mar 2011 06:03:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ryan Paul</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[[This article was taken from - http://www.amightywind.com/hell/aboutsounds.htm} [Please Note: There has been much debate whether this is real or not. We are not saying it is real or not but we feel it is important enough to post it and let you the reader decide.] These details are from the translation of an article in [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=joandropo.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4432838&amp;post=510&amp;subd=joandropo&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p style="text-align:center;"><em>[This article was taken from - http://www.amightywind.com/hell/aboutsounds.htm}</em></p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#000000;font-size:small;">[Please Note: There has been much debate  whether this is real or not. We are not saying it is real or not but we  feel it is important enough to post it and let you the reader decide.]</span></strong></p>
<p><strong>These details are from the translation of an article in a Finnish newspaper named &#8216;Ammennusatia&#8217;.</strong></p>
<p><strong>A geological group who drilled a hole about 14.4 kilometers deep in   the crust of the earth are saying that they heard human screams. Screams have   been heard from the condemned souls from earth&#8217;s deepest hole. Terrified   scientists are afraid they have let loose the evil powers of hell up to the   earth&#8217;s surface.</strong></p>
<p><strong>&#8216;The information we are gathering is so surprising, that we are sincerely   afraid of what we might find down there,&#8217; stated Dr Azzacov, the manager of   the project in remote Siberia.</strong></p>
<p><strong>&#8216;The second surprise was the high temperature they discovered in the   earth&#8217;s center. &#8216;The calculations indicate the given temperature was about   1,100 degrees Celsius, or over 2,000 degrees Fahrenheit,&#8217; Azzacov pointed out.   &#8216;This is far more then we expected. It seems almost like an inferno of fire is   brutally going on in the center of the earth.</strong></p>
<p><strong>&#8216;The last discovery was nevertheless the most shocking to our ears, so much   so that the scientists are afraid to continue the project. We tried to listen   to the earth&#8217;s movements at certain intervals with supersensitive microphones,   which were let down through the hole. What we heard turned those logically   thinking scientists into a trembling ruins. It was a sometimes a weak, but   high pitched sound which we thought to be coming from our own equipment,&#8217;   explained Dr Azzacov.</strong></p>
<p><strong>&#8216;But after some adjustments we comprehended that indeed the sound came from   the earth&#8217;s interior. We could hardly believe our own ears. We heard a human   voice, screaming in pain. Even though one voice was discernible, we could hear   thousands, perhaps millions, in the background, of suffering souls screaming.   After this ghastly discovery, about half of the scientists quit because of   fear. Hopefully, that which is down there will stay there,&#8217; Dr Azzacov added.</strong></p>
<p><strong>&#8216;What really unnerved the Soviets, apart from the voice recordings, was   the appearance that same night of a fountainhead of luminous gas shooting up   from the drill site, and out of the midst of this incandescent cloud pillar a   brilliant being with bat wings revealed itself with the words (in Russian): &#8216;I   have conquered,&#8217; emblazoned against the dark Siberian sky.</strong></p>
<p><strong>&#8216;The incident was absolutely unreal; the Soviets cried out in terror,&#8217; says Mr.   Nummedal. Later that night, he saw ambulance crews circulating in the   community. A driver he knew told him that they had been told to sedate   everybody with a medication known to erase short term memory. The Soviets use   this drug in the treatment of shock victims. </strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#000000;font-size:small;">&#8220;As a communist I don’t believe in heaven or the Bible but as a scientist I now believe in hell,&#8221; said Dr. Azzacove. &#8220;Needless to say we were shocked to make such a discovery. But we know what we saw and we know what we heard. And we are absolutely convinced that we drilled through the gates of Hell!&#8221;</span></strong></p>
<p><strong>Dr. Azzacove continued, &#8220;. . .the drill suddenly began to rotate wildly, indicating that we had reached a large empty pocket or cavern. Temperature sensors showed a dramatic increase in heat to 2,000 degrees Fahrenheit.&#8221;</strong></p>
<p><strong>&#8220;We lowered a microphone, designed to detect the sounds of plate movements down the shaft. But instead of plate movements we heard a human voice screaming in pain! At first we thought the sound was coming from our own equipment.&#8221;</strong></p>
<p><strong>&#8220;But when we made adjustments our worst suspicions were confirmed. The screams weren’t those of a single human, they were the screams of millions of humans!</strong></p>
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<p><strong> <span style="color:#000000;font-size:small;">Do you know why Jacques Costeau, the famous underwater   explorer, quit deep sea diving sometime before he died?  It is said that he stopped because he   had heard in one of the underwater caves he was exploring, the sounds of people   screaming.</span></strong></p>
<p><strong>There was also another time, when one of his men, who was in a   diving bell in the deepest trench at the Bermuda Triangle, also had a  similar experience. He signaled to be brought up immediately. After  being revived from   his shock, he told others of his frightening experience of hearing <span style="color:#8a0000;"> &#8220;Screams of   people in pain&#8221;. </span></strong></p>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2011 17:32:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ryan Paul</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Dear Readers, For those who don&#8217;t know what 160by2 is&#8230; Well it&#8217;s a  free SMS site where one can send free messages to others in India, Indonesia and most places in the Middle East. This site was useful to me since my parents are abroad and 160by2 helped me a lot when I wanted to [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=joandropo.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4432838&amp;post=469&amp;subd=joandropo&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://joandropo.files.wordpress.com/2011/03/160by2-logo1.jpg"><img class="size-medium wp-image-480 alignright" title="160by2-logo" src="http://joandropo.files.wordpress.com/2011/03/160by2-logo1.jpg?w=300&#038;h=131" alt="" width="300" height="131" /></a><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>Dear Readers,</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>For those who don&#8217;t know what 160by2 is&#8230; Well it&#8217;s a  free SMS site where one can send free messages to others in India, Indonesia and most places in the Middle East. This site was useful to me since my parents are abroad and 160by2 helped me a lot when I wanted to send a free message to my parents. I have never been so happy. Just think about it. Free messages abroad for free.</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>But one day, as usual, while I logged into my account&#8230; this message suddenly pops-up in front me that pissed me a lot&#8230; Here is the message from 160by2&#8230;</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><strong><em><big>Dear User,</big></em></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><strong><em><big>Your account is blocked.</big></em></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><strong><em>Our system has detected evidence of spamming activity in your 160by2 account. We would like to</em></strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#800000;"> <strong><em>remind you of SMS Country&#8217;s Spamming policy for its 160by2 service: 160by2 offers free SMS </em></strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#800000;"> <strong><em>service on the premise that communication is happening between two known persons, and the</em></strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#800000;"> <strong><em>sender has consent of receiver for sending SMS to receiver&#8217;s mobile. Any unsolicited message</em></strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#800000;"> <strong><em>that a mobile user does not want to receive is considered to be a spam. Spamming is illegal and</em></strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#800000;"> <strong><em>160by2 adheres to industry best practices to stop spam. 160by2 is strictly against the sending of</em></strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#800000;"> <strong><em>unsolicited SMS messages, notifications, alerts or any other form of inappropriate communication.</em></strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#800000;"> <strong><em>For any kind of marketing communication messages 160by2 users must have prior permission of</em></strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#800000;"> <strong><em>the recipient. 160by2 will not allow any SMS of spamming nature to be sent using its services.</em></strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#800000;"> <strong><em>Evidence of spamming will result in temporary or permanent blocking of the account. Our system</em></strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#800000;"> <strong><em>has inbuilt checks to identify and block spammers. Persistent offenders will be reported to</em></strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#800000;"> <strong><em>Telecom Regulatory Authority of India for legal action.</em></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><strong><em><big>Thanks and Regards,</big></em></strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#800000;"> <strong><em><big>Team 160by2.</big></em></strong></span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>That was so annoying. So I sent a message to them and the conversation are as follows&#8230;</strong></span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#800000;"><em>T<strong>o 160by2</strong></em></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><strong> <em>Sir/Madam, for no reason my account was blocked. When I log in it says my account has been blocked because your system found out that I was spamming. I don&#8217;t spam. My parents are abroad and I send messages to them and as the college club president I send a lot of bulk messages to a lot of my friends. Pleases re-activate my account. It’s urgent.</em></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><strong> <em>Regards, Ryan Paul</em></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><strong><em>Dear 160by2,</em></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><strong><em>I have noticed my account has been blocked. The reason given to me when I log in is that your system discovered evidence of spamming. I don&#8217;t have slightest idea what it means and I don&#8217;t spam. My family are abroad and I send messages to them and even bulk messages to my friends at college since I&#8217;m the College club president and I have to communicate with a lot of students. </em></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><strong><em>Pls re-activate my account immediately.   My cell no is ************** (Censored)&#8230;. </em></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><strong><em>Hoping to hear from you at the earliest as possible. </em></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><strong><em>&#8211; </em></strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#800000;"> <strong><em>Regards,<br />
Ryan Paul</em></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><em><strong>I still haven&#8217;t got an answer from you 160by2sms&#8230; pls reply.</strong></em></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><em><strong>Dear User,</strong></em></span></p>
<div><span style="color:#800000;"><em><strong>We do not allow any Advertisement or Marketing SMS from 160by2.You can use our free Service for personal Use.</strong></em></span></div>
<div><span style="color:#800000;"><em><strong>We have checked your account and found some Spam Keywords in your account.So it got Block .To avail our service please create an account.</strong></em></span></div>
<div><span style="color:#800000;"><em><strong>Regards,</strong></em></span></div>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><em><strong>160by2team</strong></em></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><em><strong>huh??? what advertising or marketing SMS??? Who said I used my 160by2 account for advertising or marketing??? I never used 160by2 for any of the bloody things you mentioned&#8230; I used my account for my personnel use only&#8230; Family and Friends&#8230; I was a student studying at the time u blocked it&#8230;  I wud like to see those keywords u call spam&#8230; U block my account for the mistake I didn&#8217;t make and now U blaming it on me&#8230; What a douche&#8230;</strong></em></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><strong><em>Dear User,</em></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><strong><em> Our system will not allow us to unblock the account. Once the account is blocked it is blocked permanently.If you wants to connect with 160by2 service.Please open a new account with a new contact number</em></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><strong><em> Regards,</em></strong></span><br />
<span style="color:#800000;"> <strong><em> 160by2team</em></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;"><strong><em>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;</em></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><strong><em>To 160by2,</em></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><strong> <em>From,</em></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><strong><em>A pissed off fan of 160by2</em></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><strong> <em>Well that is one lame excuse&#8230; I have been using the same no. for the past 4 years&#8230; hundreds of people have my number&#8230; and you are saying your system won’t allow you to unblock my no. I never made a mistake&#8230; When I try logging in, a message comes up saying my account has been blocked because I was spamming, which I didn&#8217;t do&#8230;  Now just to join back to 160by2 I have to get myself a new no&#8230;. Wow&#8230; that sounds so easy for u, is it? Well this is what I’m going to do from my part&#8230; I’m going to post this message and all the previous messages we have been sending to each other on Facebook, twitter, my blog and where ever I can get people to look at it and even a small review on this site of yours&#8230; I hope this way I can discourage new people from joining 160by2 and join other free SMS sites&#8230; Who knows, I might even start a free SMS site on my own one day.</em></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><strong><em>Moving to Way2sms&#8230;. for now&#8230;</em></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><strong> <em>Regards,</em></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><strong><em>A PISSED OFF FAN OF 160BY 2</em></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><strong><em>Chennai</em></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;"><strong> <em>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;</em></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><strong><em>O&#8230; Sorry</em></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800000;"><strong><em>PS&#8230; Thanks for at least replying back&#8230; <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' />  CHEERS!!!!</em></strong></span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>Well&#8230; this is what happened&#8230; So to all those who wants to send free SMS&#8230; I suggest you to use any other free SMS sites other than 160by2&#8230; Why??? That&#8217;s because if you go through the forums you will notice I&#8217;m not the only one here facing this problem. And it&#8217;s not a human blocking your account&#8230; it&#8217;s a fucking machine&#8230;</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;"><strong><em>(I&#8217;m sorry about the filthy words I&#8217;m using here. I&#8217;m just so pissed off now.) </em></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>If you are trying to send messages in a bulk, for the 160by2 system, it means spamming&#8230; So take care and switch to other free SMS sites. As far as I know other free SMS sites doesn&#8217;t face the problems 160by2 is facing&#8230; I&#8217;m using Way2SMS now&#8230; its pretty good&#8230;</strong></span></p>
<p><strong>O!!! One more thing. No body can send a message to Saudi Arabia. For the past 1 year <em>(before my number could be blocked)</em> a message pops-ups stating &#8211; <span style="color:#993300;">&#8220;You cannot send SMS to Saudi (966*********) temporarily. Sorry for the inconvenience!&#8221;. </span><span style="color:#000000;">This is because 160by2.com is blocked in Saudi Arabia. I don&#8217;t know if people sending messages to other countries face the same problem. So whats the use??? </span></strong></p>
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		<title>Joke??? Or is it??</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 11 Mar 2011 16:37:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ryan Paul</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I don’t know if this is true or not but have you ever noticed that when you wanted something or thought of something, you get it.  Here is one incident that has happened to me. I was wearing the same spectacles for almost like 2 years and one day while I was cleaning the lens [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=joandropo.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4432838&amp;post=461&amp;subd=joandropo&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>I don’t know if this is true or not but have you ever noticed that when you wanted something or thought of something, you get it.  Here is one incident that has happened to me. I was wearing the same spectacles for almost like 2 years and one day while I was cleaning the lens I thought to myself that it was high time I changed my old specs. Ever since that thought popped into my head I kept thinking of changing my specs for like every 10 seconds. And then suddenly 2 weeks after that thought my specs broke and I was forced to buy a new one. Strange it has to happen at that time.</strong></p>
<p><strong>What about the mobile phone I had. That too had a story. I had a Nokia 1600. It was a decent and simple cell phone that even a 10 year old can master it in like 5 min. I had it for like 4 years. Then when I got my first job, everybody at office had a cool cell phone. I thought of owning a cool and sexy phone ever since and within a month I bought a Samsung Galaxy 3. I don’t know from where the money came from but at the end of the month I was walking around and showing off with my new sexy gadget.</strong></p>
<p><strong>It doesn’t have to be stuffs that you use in your everyday life. Here in India you will find a hell lot of crows. They are menacing, cunning, irritating and brave flying creatures that have managed to learn the ways of human thinking. The most irritating thing about them is when they shit on top of your head while you are going under a tree. Now listen closely. When you see a tree ahead of you and you think of a crow shitting on top of head, it happens. Yes… it’s true. But at times when you are with your friends and you’re talking something so interesting and you pass under a tree without thinking about the crows, well… nothing happens.</strong></p>
<p><strong>Another one… At times I wanted to buy something and I ask my parents to send me extra money. And when I get it, I have this feeling that I shouldn’t spend the money. And exactly in a few days one of my sisters calls me and asks for some money urgently. Not just my sisters but at times my parents used to call me and ask me if I have any money left with me <em>(they are currently staying in Saudi Arabia and when they transfer money from there to India, it takes a long time and also its expensive if they have to transfer, so they ask me to transfer money to their Indian account)</em></strong></p>
<p><strong>I cannot say if is over mind playing with us or who knows it might also be super intelligence. Our brain can use a maximum of 10 % only. If it crosses that mark who knows what we humans can do. We could start teleporting and flying around. Hehe… I exaggerated over there… LOL …. Or did I???</strong></p>
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		<title>The Headphone Error&#8230;.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 06 Mar 2011 21:40:19 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ryan Paul</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hey listen to this&#8230; A friend of mine was in his room with the door locked and watching porn on his PC. He was having his head phones over his head. The volume was high. Before switching on the porn video he opened the Wikipedia page and kept that minimized. This is in case some [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=joandropo.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4432838&amp;post=400&amp;subd=joandropo&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>Hey listen to this&#8230; A friend of mine was in his room with the door locked and watching porn on his PC. He was having his head phones over his head. The volume was high. Before switching on the porn video he opened the Wikipedia page and kept that minimized. This is in case some one asked what he was doing inside his room with the door locked.</strong></p>
<p><strong>His mom started banging the door. He immediately switched off the porn, removed the head phones from his head and maximized Wikipedia website.</strong></p>
<p><strong>When he opened the door his mom started smacking his face hard and asked him how he dare watch such filthy things. He kept saying he didn’t watch anything bad. But his mom kept smacking him. After all the beatings and scolding he confessed that he was watching porn. His mom told him to remove all the wires from the PC and that he would never be able switch on his PC ever again&#8230;</strong></p>
<p><strong>When at last he was about to remove the head phones from the CPU, he realized that the head phone pin wasn’t plugged into the head phones jack but instead it was plugged into the Mic jack&#8230;</strong></p>
<p><strong>So that’s how his mom found out&#8230; The moaning and screaming wasn’t coming from the head phones but instead from the speakers&#8230;</strong></p>
<p><strong>//THIS COULD HAPPEN TO YOU&#8230; BE CAREFULL&#8230;. <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' />  //</strong></p>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Feb 2011 16:53:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ryan Paul</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The first mobile I ever had was Nokia 7610.  My dad bought it for me when I was in Saudi Arabia. I got it after I finished my grade 12th. I only wished he could have bought it earlier when I was still at school. I could have showed off in front of my friends [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=joandropo.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4432838&amp;post=393&amp;subd=joandropo&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>The first mobile I ever had was Nokia 7610.  My dad bought it for me when I was in Saudi Arabia. I got it after I finished my grade 12<sup>th</sup>. I only wished he could have bought it earlier when I was still at school. I could have showed off in front of my friends <img src='http://s2.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_razz.gif' alt=':P' class='wp-smiley' /> . But after my 12<sup>th</sup> results were declared (which wasn’t very nice to talk about) my dad said I was not worthy enough to have a cool cell phone. With the marks I had he said I was eligible to carry the world’s first cell phone ever created by man. So he took it from me and started using it for himself. Damn sad!!! <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif' alt=':-(' class='wp-smiley' /> </strong></p>
<p><strong>O well!!! Once I entered college (2007) my mom bought me a cell phone. It didn’t have much but it was worth it. She got me a Nokia 1600 and it was worth 2K. It was a brilliant phone. It didn’t have a camera or music player or anything funky but when it comes to calling someone or receiving/sending messages, this cell is so easy and strong. I needn’t have to cradle it like a baby. It fell from my hands many times and it still worked beautifully.</strong></p>
<p><strong>That was four years ago. And now (2010) I’m working and with my salary I bought a new cell phone. Samsung Galaxy 3. It’s basically a PC on your palm and it runs on android 2.1 (upgradable). I can surf the net, Facebook, twitter, etc…  It has a 3.2 MP camera and the picture quality is mind blowing and the music player totally rocks. It took me some time to choose this phone but with a lot of research I found out that is this right cell phone for me and sure enough it was. But still it has one drawback. It’s very delicate. If ever it hits the ground just once you can kiss your Galaxy 3 good bye. I don’t even put it in my pocket. I’m scared if I knock it somewhere or if I sit down the screen might crack. And a guy like me who sacrifices a lot for technology rather than humans, it sure is a scary thing to take care of.</strong></p>
<p><strong>It’s been 2 weeks since I bought this cell and there is not even a scratch or even my own finger print on the screen (I clean it 24&#215;7 <img src='http://s2.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_razz.gif' alt=':P' class='wp-smiley' /> ) Yes, that’s  right. Fingerprints!!! Even James bond will not go for this cause of the fingerprints. It will be very easy for his enemies to take his fingerprints from the screen to open a safe that needs thumb recognition. <img src='http://s1.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';-)' class='wp-smiley' />  But I have to admit this cell is sure a headache and a blessing. Ever since I bought this cell phone everybody here in my office had their eyes on it. I just bought it for 12K and it has everything in it that a cell phone would have for 20K. It helped me a lot when it comes to surfing the net and organizing stuffs. The android market provides brilliant applications. This is one of the best features if the cell supports android.</strong></p>
<p><strong>For those of you who need a cell phone between 10K– 15K, then the Samsung Galaxy 3 is the right cell phone for you.</strong></p>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Feb 2011 06:20:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ryan Paul</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[In the first pic, you can see a painting. This was a gift to JRD Tata on his Birthday by a street artist. Nobody was able to understand his art. Unfortunately, only the painting was given to JRD and the artist had promised to reveal the secret shortly . However, JRD was no more when [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=joandropo.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4432838&amp;post=383&amp;subd=joandropo&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>In  the first pic, you can see a painting. This was a gift to JRD Tata on  his Birthday by a street artist. Nobody was able to understand his art.  Unfortunately, only the painting was given to JRD and the artist had  promised to reveal the secret shortly . However, JRD was no more when  the secret was actually revealed.</strong></p>
<p><strong>Here&#8217;s the secret revealed.  When you place a steel rod at the circle in the first pic you saw, you  will see the image of the JRD Tata as a reflection on the steel rod as  seen in the second pic below. Isn&#8217;t it incredible!!</strong></p>
<p><strong>Makes Me Wonder. What was the artist doing on the streets of India ????</strong></p>

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