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The Rules of this tag:
1. Link to your tagger and post these rules.
2. List eleven (11) random facts about yourself.
3. Tag eleven people at the end of your post and list their names (linking to them).
4. These eleven persons would have to tag 12 people.
5. You could also tag back, if desperate !
6.Let them know they’ve been tagged by leaving them a comment on their blogs.

11 random things

1. I am very random.
2. I think computers and internet are one of the revolutionary inventions.
3. I fell in a gutter when I was five.
4. I have small eyes.
5. I hate to wake up early in the morning.
6. I love to sleep. Last week I slept for 13 hours straight.
7. My G.K is really poor.
8. I don’t drink/smoke.
9. I am short tempered.
10. I have been living in the same city ever since I was born.
11. I am scared of lizards.

I do not wish to tag anyone..its a free for all.

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Jay said…
u r scared of lizards?
lol i catch them ALL the time in my backyard...

did you know lizards can live in your house? i found one in my closet once..
just thought u might want to know!
;)
October 4, 2007 at 12:47 PM
Bharti Bedi said…
@Akanksha: thanx buddy!!

@Jay: I think u r talking about some other kind of lizard. In India, lizards live in homes only, behind the fridge, in the elec switch boards, book shelves, cupboards as well...i kill the small ones but big ones creep me out...!!!
October 5, 2007 at 1:52 AM
Aarish said…
you kill lizards.......!! can i expect some help??
October 8, 2007 at 12:45 PM
Bharti Bedi said…
@Aarish: heheh..only the small ones..
October 9, 2007 at 6:43 AM
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