Skip to main content

twitter on 14th April 2010


  1. Twitter Power 2.0: How to Dominate Your Market One Tweet at a Time
    cgBalu      22:27
    @ameenmaj yes buddy. u were at chennai. after that missed u. lesser on line time for me. from SmsTweets
    cgBalu     22:20
    115 died in bhr n bngal as cyclon strk*400 kild in chin by erthqak* #newsonair from SmsTweets
    cgBalu      22:18
    @ameenmaj fine.TY. seeing U on the time line. will talk with u on line next time. from SmsTweets
    cgBalu     22:03
    have #plans to archive tweets! from SmsTweets
    cgBalu     21:56
    #success! I have my past tweets in one exel sheet. from SmsTweets
    cgBalu     19:38
    Photo: Frame…….just wanna try drawing in the simple accessory Paint. http://tumblr.com/xa38m41iv from Tumblr
    cgBalu      19:28
    @adaafreen thank you...that was nice did you see the other #OhJustLikeMe? from web
    cgBalu     19:23
    participated in twitter survey....140 seconds... from web
    cgBalu     17:42
    #enjoying vivek's panchamugam. happy birthday #suntv #fb from SmsTweets
    cgBalu      16:31
    \m/ RT @OhJustLikeMe: "Please?" "No." "Please?" "No." "Pleaaaase?" "okay." "Really?'' ''No.'' #OhJustLikeMe from dabr
    cgBalu      16:24
    it happens RT @OhJustLikeMe: Something fell, pick it up, it fell again = AAARGH!!! #OhJustLikeMe from dabr

    cgBalu     14:32
    You have more ideas now than you know what to do with as the N... More for Taurus http://twittascope.com/?sign=2 from Twittascope
    cgBalu     10:30
    :-) raja recommends oscar to #swaminityanda for natural acting. #suntv from dabr
    cgBalu     10:10
    the debate is: rocking people are he? she? #suntv from dabr
    cgBalu     10:02
    #enjoying solomon papaiah's pattimandram on #suntv. Happy birthday sun tv. from dabr
    cgBalu      09:07
    @Aagan86 here..malayalam& tamil new year day. from dabr in reply to Aagan86
    cgBalu      09:00
    @Aagan86 is it bengali new year yaar? Ur blog abt street eats was good. from dabr in reply to Aagan86
    cgBalu     07:38
    wish to make most out of twitter....sigh! http://bit.ly/coBQQz from bit.ly
    cgBalu     07:16
    notesdrafts: Verbs for everyday use. http://bit.ly/9rKhoH from TweetDeck
    cgBalu     06:21
    why search internet? #twitter & #fb do it for you. simply click it! from SmsTweets
    cgBalu      05:04
    Good morning planet earth RT @mlomb: Never Born, Never Died--Only visited this planet Earth - Osho #quote from TweetDeck
    cgBalu      05:02
    THANK YOU RT @LeadToday: People who say thank you often will soon have even more to be thankful for. from TweetDeck

--
cgbalu from Hubbali
Labels:

Comments

Post a Comment

Say something about good bad and search. I shall write taking an idea from there.

Popular posts from this blog

The Big Bang Theory.

He is robbed including his pants. He can’t fix himself to change in life. He calls Leonard. — Girmit (^‿^) (@cgBalu)   🚆 → 🚉 → 🚆 → 🚉 A funny moment from  The Big Bang Theory  (Season 8, Episode 1). Sheldon decides to tour American cities by train. New York. Arizona. A few others. But there is a Sheldon twist. He never actually goes into the cities. He remains inside trains and railway stations, orbiting them like a cautious satellite. Then disaster strikes. He is robbed. Everything goes. Even his pants. And Sheldon being Sheldon, he cannot recalibrate his personality. So he does the only logical thing in his universe: he calls Leonard. ❤😎  
Post a Comment
Read more

Gunshot Piercing

Chill Gunshot Piercing It began, as all life-altering decisions do, with someone else’s fashion. My younger cousin walked in wearing purple ear studs—confident, casual, as if he had always been this stylish creature. I looked at him. He looked at me. The studs looked back at me and whispered, “Upgrade pending…” My wife sealed the matter in one line: “You will look good.” That was it. Proposal passed. No further discussion. A few days later, we went to the jeweller’s shop to buy a chain for our daughter. A normal, respectable outing. But destiny had other plans… and a small device that makes a sound like a stapler with attitude. My five-year-old grandson came along, purely for moral support—his own, not mine. The jeweller inspected my ears like an archaeologist discovering ancient ruins. “Ah! Old holes are there,” he declared, as if announcing hidden treasure. My wife took charge. She marked the exact spot on my earlobes with the seriousness of a surgeon and the confidence of ...
Post a Comment
Read more

Same ease. Same certainty. No performance.

We went to the community departmental store, my grandson and I. I like walking with him. I’m quietly proud of it. Long ago, when I was young, I travelled in a car with a prominent man from our small town. My uncle sat beside him; I sat in front with the driver. He wasn’t loud. Didn’t instruct much. Authority sat on him like it had always belonged there. We had gone to a bigger town for Deepavali shopping. At one stop, my uncle got down, ran into a shop, and brought back two veshtis. The man didn’t touch them. Didn’t examine. Just glanced and said, almost lazily, “Take the one with the green border.” That was it. Decision made. No noise, no effort. Now I’m in a store again. Different time. Different company. My wife has given me a list. My grandson walks beside me, scanning shelves. At the biscuit aisle, he doesn’t fumble through brands. No debate. His eyes settle on a purple pa...
Post a Comment
Read more