<?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-15802502</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:42:28.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Adventures of Kundiman</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofkundiman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15802502/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofkundiman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kUnDi MaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360464374137172887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2005-8/1066610/jethro.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15802502.post-116130071409468711</id><published>2006-10-19T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T16:31:54.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KUNDI KINGS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Man was that a long time or what. Well it's not so big but I quite like it better than the rest. Well here it is.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chapter 4- Kundi kings&lt;br /&gt;So where we? Ah yes kundiman was about to go to kundi kings. Now this chapter is cool because this is the chapter in which he learns about his knew super powers. So it begins like this…………………………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“WHAT!!!!!” exclaimed Jamie? “You gone cuckoo or what?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What is the problem?” asks Master Kandi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re just asking me to fart! What do you think I am? A fart machine? Asked a surprised Jamie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I do not expect anything from you in the beginning but I see the talents in you, all you need is practice” answering very calmly.&lt;br /&gt;After a few moments of silence Master Kandi  started moving to his personal room saying “I leave to practice and hope that you get a hold of it by tomorrow, time is running out ……..”&lt;br /&gt;“Whatever!” he muttered under his breath.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly Master K screamed (or laughed I really don’t know) “HAHAHAHA”&lt;br /&gt;This was getting really stupid first this guy brings me here, asks me to fart and starts laughing……..either this guy is a nutcase or I must losing it.&lt;br /&gt;“There he goes again” said this guy to himself&lt;br /&gt;“Again?”&lt;br /&gt;“I can’t believe that guy.”&lt;br /&gt;“Who?”&lt;br /&gt;“That guy is gonna make everyone in this building nuts, especially the juniors.”&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, who you callin junior?”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh hi there, my name is Akshay.” He had the same figure as Jamie except for his spiky hair and glasses.&lt;br /&gt;“Hi my name is Jamie and who the bloody hell were you talking about?”&lt;br /&gt;“I was talking about Master K.” said Akshay.&lt;br /&gt;“You mean the dude who brought me here?” asked Jamie&lt;br /&gt;“Yep, he has this freaky habit if screaming stupid things at times. You might think he’s an idiot but when it comes to fighting, there’s no doubt he is the best.” Said Akshay matter of factly.&lt;br /&gt;“So when are you going to start training?” asked Akshay.&lt;br /&gt;“I really don’t know” answered Jamie. He hadn’t really thought about that part. After coming here so many freaky things were happening that he never thought about the training .&lt;br /&gt;“Well I can say one thing, you sure have talent.” Said Akshay.&lt;br /&gt;“How do you know that?” asked Jamie&lt;br /&gt;“You have a great ass.” Said Akshay very calmly.&lt;br /&gt;“SO!!!” exclaimed Jamie.&lt;br /&gt;“Well I’m not sure I’m the best person to tell you this but you must know that “With a great ass comes great responsibility.””&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks later………..&lt;br /&gt;“Man that was one hell of a practice session” said Jamie coming out of the training room all sweaty and tired.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, those new training robots that Prof. Appi made were tougher than I thought” said Akshay&lt;br /&gt;“Thank you”. They turned around to see a tall, thin man with a thin moustache.&lt;br /&gt;“Hey Prof. Appi, nice work on the robots. They present a better challenge than older ones(which they bashed up)” said Jamie&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, I saw you battle out there, the new ones really made you work out, didn’t they?” said Prof. Appi&lt;br /&gt;“Oh puhleese! They hardly tired us out” said Jamie&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, that’s why you’re sweating like a pig who’s been out in the sun all day” said Prof. Appi in a teasing manner.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh yeah! Then I’ll show I’m not tired by doing it again.” Boomed Jamie.&lt;br /&gt;“Ok then, come on” said Prof. Appi&lt;br /&gt;“You and your big fat mouth” groaned Akshay.&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15802502-116130071409468711?l=theadventuresofkundiman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofkundiman.blogspot.com/feeds/116130071409468711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15802502&amp;postID=116130071409468711' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15802502/posts/default/116130071409468711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15802502/posts/default/116130071409468711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofkundiman.blogspot.com/2006/10/kundi-kings.html' title='KUNDI KINGS!'/><author><name>kUnDi MaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360464374137172887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2005-8/1066610/jethro.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15802502.post-113717109319480010</id><published>2006-01-13T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T08:51:33.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3 - ON THE OTHER END OF THE EARTH</title><content type='html'>Actually, this part of the story is not on the other end of the earth in fact it was few blocks away from the place Jamie had just gone. This time it is a lab where there was a quite fat (not “OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!” type fat) woman working there. She was doing her usual work (boring) as usual, when the whole lab started shaking. She got scared (like duh!!) and hid under one the tables there. Then suddenly the doors flew open. She swore that she could smell something like vomit in the lab. From under the table she saw a man and heard him say, “&lt;em&gt;Well done my good scientist! Your vomit bomb worked very well for a tester&lt;/em&gt;.” Another man was standing beside the first guy. He looked like a nerd with a white coat and hair that looked like they were electrified (ofcourse it's not Albert our buddy!!). The first person looked rather normal, quite tall with a funny voice. The nerdly guy came forward and spoke in a triumphant voice “&lt;em&gt;Thank you master&lt;/em&gt;”, and he bowed down in respect. The first person came close “&lt;em&gt;I'm proud of you&lt;/em&gt;”. The nerdly guy smiled and  looked under the table where he saw the fat (not so fat) lady hiding. It looked like she was praying (WHAT THE?). Kidding (oldest trick in the book). Seriously, did you really believe that!!! Anyway back to the story, now the nerdly guy was looking at the place where she was hiding.... He walked over to the table and asked the first normal looking guy “&lt;em&gt;Do you really think she is the one you were searching for Master Dick?&lt;/em&gt;” looking at her in confusion. The first guy came over “&lt;em&gt;My faithful scientist, with just one small ritual; she shall become one of the most feared person not the most though” .“Why master?”&lt;/em&gt; asked the nerdly guy&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt; who was now more puzzled. “&lt;em&gt;Because I am the most feared you idiot and once she joins us we can destroy Al Thootal Ibn Kandi and his fighters and I can take over the world”&lt;/em&gt; and he pulled his head back and started laughing (yup!... like the Dr Evil style). “&lt;em&gt;But Master what about my share?”&lt;/em&gt; asked the nerdly guy.... The Master looked at him and stopped laughing and said “&lt;em&gt;Oh I’ll give you a 'half' (obviously kidding... like how it always is). Now go and get our transportation ready”&lt;/em&gt; . The nerdly dude started walking away from there, when he suddenly realized something and he stopped and turned back to the master and said &lt;em&gt;“But master the bad guys usually just vanish. We don’t have any transportation.”&lt;/em&gt;  Master Dick turned around “Whatever &lt;em&gt;(Tani style). Just take the girl and let’s get out of here.” “Yes Master”&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;poof! &lt;/em&gt; they were gone. Not really. Actually, I don’t even know where they went "who cares!!". A kind of serious and boring chapter but this is one of the most important chapters. You will find out in the next few chapters and don’t expect the next chapter too soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15802502-113717109319480010?l=theadventuresofkundiman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofkundiman.blogspot.com/feeds/113717109319480010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15802502&amp;postID=113717109319480010' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15802502/posts/default/113717109319480010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15802502/posts/default/113717109319480010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofkundiman.blogspot.com/2006/01/chapter-3-on-other-end-of-earth.html' title='Chapter 3 - ON THE OTHER END OF THE EARTH'/><author><name>kUnDi MaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360464374137172887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2005-8/1066610/jethro.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15802502.post-113033729790089402</id><published>2005-10-26T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T07:34:57.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>- Chapter TWO - "THEE SEAT"</title><content type='html'>Something weird came out and suddenly he fell unconscious. After sometime he came back to consciousness. “Where the hell am I?” he thought for sometime. He stood in complete darkness. He took one step forward and suddenly a portal type thingy came out of nowhere. He didn’t know what to do. He thought he would go through the portal type thingy (well duh! like he had a choice). First, he put his hand through. It felt like putting your hand into a jelly type substance that literally sucks you in. He instantly pulled his hand out and thought for a moment, but he loved jelly so he decided to go in anyway! Something was happening but he didn’t dare open his eyes (I really don’t know why?) and then suddenly his foot touched something. Only then he opened his eyes he realized he was standing in front of a humongous gate on which he saw a humongous board. He read it as “SHITZILLVANIYA”. He thought his eyes might be playing tricks on him. That was the freakiest name he had ever heard of. He pushed the gates open. Everything looked the same except for some robots and stuff. He noticed something else. The names of all the shops were different like the club, which he always used to pass on his way to school. It used to be called the “THE PARTY HOUSE” but now it was called “THE POTTY HOUSE”. I started walking slowly when something tapped me on the back when I turned I saw a short robot with eyes like two golf balls. “Hi, you must be Jamie I am 2T-POe, Master Kandi has been waiting your arrival”. Master Kandi? He thought this robot lost a few screws and how did he know his name. Totally freaky. Anyway, they both went outside and caught a cab, which was like a flying car (totally radical dude). 2T-POe said some weird place. We reached in less than 5 minutes and landed in a very dark and deserted looking place except for one small hut, which looked very old. Jamie became angry. He asked, “Why the hell did you bring me to this good for nothing place. Surely your master appi or kundi doesn’t live in that old shack.” “Actually he does live in that house.” replied 2T-POe. “Yeah right you call that a house? It looks like a baby came and splashed paint all over that stupid hut.” 2T-POe ignored him and just started walking. “Hey wait for me,” shouted Jamie. They stopped in front of the door. 2T-POe whispered something and the door opened. Oh, my god the house was as though the lord of filth had been living here and the smell, even worse than the mixture of many appi’s. The only thing that looked new was the was the fridge. It was clean and polished. Slowly 2T-POe went and opened the fridge and instead of seeing the usual stuff (you know eatables) he saw a big (not humongous) empty room with white walls. “this way please” said 2T-POe as Jamie entered the room. 2T-POe pressed a button and suddenly the room started vibrating as if it was going down. After a few minutes the door opened and I saw a man with long white beard and blue eyes. The man came to me and said “ good evening, I am Al Thootal Ibn Kandi. Welcome to our training center Kundi Kings.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15802502-113033729790089402?l=theadventuresofkundiman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofkundiman.blogspot.com/feeds/113033729790089402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15802502&amp;postID=113033729790089402' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15802502/posts/default/113033729790089402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15802502/posts/default/113033729790089402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofkundiman.blogspot.com/2005/10/chapter-two-thee-seat.html' title='- Chapter TWO - &quot;THEE SEAT&quot;'/><author><name>kUnDi MaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360464374137172887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2005-8/1066610/jethro.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15802502.post-112500722892269578</id><published>2005-08-25T14:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T15:00:28.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>- Chapter One - BAD BUT GOOD DAY</title><content type='html'>One day there was a boy named Jamie. He loved cycling. He used to go to school on his cycle everyday. One day he saw the three meanest bully’s of the school. Andy, Axel &amp; Joe. They saw him &amp;amp; came towards him. He wanted to escape but he couldn’t go away because he was already late for school and there was no place to hide. By This time they had already reached him. “Watcha doing wimp” asked Ax. He didn’t answer. He tried to ignore them &amp; started walking when Andy blocked him. “Wait there Jam I have a little present for you on Christmas”. Jamie replied “I know that your gift will be stupid you jerk”. Andy got angry. “I know how to take care of this problem”. He pushed Jamie right into puddle of mud &amp;amp; they went away laughing. Ax said “Take this as your X’mas gift wimp”. He was covered with mud. He was so angry. How could he go to school like this? He thought. He ran fast &amp; reached the school gate. He went right in &amp;amp; reached his class right on time. He got into his class without looking at anyone. His teacher Mrs.Pimpleweed saw him &amp; asked him “Where were you Jamie?” He replied “I got bullied on the way” She thought for a while. Then she said “That’s not my problem, it is your responsibility to look after yourself.” “That’s detention for you.” Some children started giggling. It was not his fault he got bullied he thought. After a horrible day of school he had to go to detention &amp;amp; the worst part was he had to stay at school with the teacher watching his every move. He never knew how detention was as it was his first time and he really did hate cuz Andy, Axel &amp;amp; Joe were there too. He tried to think of an excuse to get out of there. The only thing he could think of was the toilet. He asked her “Madam, may I go to the toilet” asking it in a very kind manner to make sure she would fall for the trick. “Well…………ok.” in a rather annoying way. “But I’m warning you if you don’t come back in 10 minutes you will get detention for the rest of the week.” Detention for the rest of the week! That would be the worst thing that could happen. He came out of the room quite disappointed. His plan had worked at the same time failed. Anyway now that there was no use trying to escape detention he thought there was no use but to go to the toilet cuz he felt like going to the toilet now. He liked almost all the superheroes and sat shiting on “thee seat” and thinking how life would be if he was a superhero. He was so much into it that he forgot the time fly by. He quickly got up (after cleaning his butt) and went to wash his hands. Just when he was going to leave he remembered to flush (which usually happens to me) and then something very strange happened right out the “thee seat”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15802502-112500722892269578?l=theadventuresofkundiman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofkundiman.blogspot.com/feeds/112500722892269578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15802502&amp;postID=112500722892269578' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15802502/posts/default/112500722892269578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15802502/posts/default/112500722892269578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofkundiman.blogspot.com/2005/08/chapter-one-bad-but-good-day_25.html' title='- Chapter One - BAD BUT GOOD DAY'/><author><name>kUnDi MaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360464374137172887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2005-8/1066610/jethro.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
