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'A'- Tag




I was tagged by my bogger-friend Shruti. It's really made to think hard but I enjoyed a lot.






Tag Rules:
It’s harder than it looks! (Mind It). Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag your friends. Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real… nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can’t use your name for the boy/girl name question. Have Fun!!


1. What is your name: Amit
2. A four Letter Word: Abet (Plz abet me in this Tag, really feeling helpless)
3. A boy’s Name: Arya
  4. A girl’s Name: Anjali (Kuch Kuch Hota Hai)
5. An occupation: Artist
6. A color: Aquamarine
7. Something you wear: Armour (I usually wear to defend myself)
8. A food: Amchoor (I cannot find any more)
9. Something found in the bathroom: Almond oil (can not find any more)
10. A place: Allahabad
11. A reason for being late: Assisting someone closer.
12. Something you shout: Awful (This is awful)
13. A movie title: A Beautiful Mind
14. Something you drink: Apple juice
15. A musical group: American blues
 16. An animal: Anaconda
 17. A Street name: Asharam Bapu Street (in gujrat)
18. A type of car: Accent 
19. A song title: Aaj ki Raat (DON)
20. A verb: Affection

Comments

Shankar said…
wow..cute answers..especially anaconda....

What is amchoor??Never heard of that.

I think A is a bit easy to handle than other letters..
Indian Pundit said…
Hey Amit,

Nicely done.

i also love amchoor.

Point 7 is interesting.

Cheers
Shruti said…
hahaha
hey nicely done...
great that you did this soon...
Amchur is a food??!! Its just the powdered mango rite?!
Den,u wear armour?!
reason for being late: assisting someone closer :P
funny but interesting!!
you have one more tag pending: ABC Tag!!
Amit414@IT-BHU said…
Thanx Shankar...
Amchoor is powdered mango...

Thanx IP
glad that u liked it...

Thanks Shruti..:)
I could not find any more so just write Amchoor.. :)
BK Chowla said…
You must have taken a long time to get such appropriate answers.

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