tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46010013197599334312024-03-05T19:27:27.473+05:30Are U Kidding me ??Anuraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02807534323931479616noreply@blogger.comBlogger109125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601001319759933431.post-91594563765497333222015-05-21T10:17:00.001+05:302015-05-23T10:42:07.767+05:30To do or not to? :)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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A lot of people who are 1 or 2 years old in the IT Industry
grapple with the question constantly worrying their looped up minds. Should I
do a MBA or not? Should I continue in my current job? Is an Executive MBA worth
it? Will giving up my salary for 2 years be worth it? I hate my current Job and
I want to get out of it. What do I do? My parents are old or retired and I
don’t have enough money. Will I be broke after my MBA? Will getting a job after
MBA be much better than my current Job?<o:p></o:p></div>
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All the above questions plagued my mind 2 years ago. Nobody
gave proper answers. It wasn’t as easy. Finally I took the plunge.</div>
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So, Do IT professional need to do an MBA?</div>
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The Answer to this is not that simple. It depends, as to what priorities you have in your life.<o:p></o:p></div>
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A lot of them get frustrated. And by mere getting frustrated, join the MBA Bandwagon. That may not necessarily be such a bad thing but it is important to know what one is getting into. Advice to such people would be think and think it over another time. Are You really cut out for it.</div>
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If you can't think enough, may be the below pointers might help :) </div>
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Having completed 2 years of my MBA here are some answers.<o:p></o:p></div>
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When should you NOT do a MBA?<o:p></o:p></div>
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<li><span style="font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Do you depend too much on Money from your Job?
Are you content with the money your IT Firm pays you? If Yes, Do NOT do a MBA.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Do you like what you are doing and see yourself
as a mentor to junior techies by being an effective Team Lead or a Project
Manager. Do NOT do a MBA.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Most Importantly, You like being a techie. You
like Coding. You like to be in a challenging environment of Codes and Software.
Do NOT do a MBA.</span></li>
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When should you do a MBA?<o:p></o:p></div>
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<li><span style="font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">If you want to go beyond the world of Software
and explore about what goes on behind a business strategically. Why is IT
needed for them? Do a MBA.(though experience without a MBA will eventually
teach you that.)</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">If you want your salary to increase and you do
not want to switch onto another company and want a break from your Job. Do a
MBA.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">If money is not an issue and you can be well off
by not working for a whole 2 years, do a MBA.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">If you think you do not have a future in Coding
and it you cannot switch because you feel Coding is not your thing and you want
to get out of that world and management is something you would want to do. Do a
MBA</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">If you want to work for a Non-IT Firm and switch
onto a different Industry, Do a MBA. (again one can without an MBA, but MBA
just gives a different platform)</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Most importantly, do a MBA if you can get into a
GOOD College. Good College gives you two advantages.</span></li>
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So there you go, That’s my take. If it's not your thing it is NOT your thing. But if you want to genuinely give it a shot, then just go for it :)</div>
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">huh!</div>Anuraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02807534323931479616noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601001319759933431.post-31078692264882813272015-05-15T11:10:00.002+05:302015-05-15T11:34:32.629+05:30Will you go that Extra Mile?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">During my MBA, I had an interesting lecture on
Transportation Management where the Professor talked about the Trucking
Business. In his lecture he said, there are lot of truck drivers from Haryana,
Punjab who form the majority of the people driving trucks and there are not
many from other parts of the country who are into it, because of which there is
kind of a vacuum which gets built up wherein people who would want to be in the
trucking business, cannot do so since they have to depend on people from
Haryana and Punjab willing to do a certain kind of a job and not people from
their own state for that matter, which is assumed to be more convenient method
of working or doing business instead of the other way around.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">So, here’s the million dollar
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Are there people made for certain type of jobs and hence are
more sort after?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Do the people who are “at it” kind of people, at it in their
jobs and by “at it”, I mean at it for Decades all together, bound to be “successful”?
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Having been in a job for 41 months and now having completed
my MBA, I can certainly vouch for it that people who are not those “at it” kind
of people get easily frustrated. And this frustration stretches and stretches
and gets to a point where in you make a decision. The Decision of staying in
the firm or not. How long will you be “at it”? How long will you do something
which doesn’t give you that kick? How long will you eat the same food in the
office canteen? How long will you keep staring at the same pay cheque every
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">But for some reason people who are “made for that job”
don’t seem to have any problem with the above thing? They seem to be, let’s say
“Acceptable” to their jobs and won’t just quit. May be they don’t quit because
they are just happy and content. For truck drivers, they are happy or let’s say
OK with driving trucks, for people in the South, presumed to be good in
Programming, Maths and Science are seen to be either people working in the
software Industry or are people working for ISRO. They just don’t quit. They
retire. Yet Infosys or ISRO as an organization don’t face a resource crunch. A
resource which could take their businesses ahead. Yet a person who would want
to start a logistics business in say West Bengal would face so many
difficulties. It’s not only about logistics. It’s about mindset of people who
would not want to do certain kind of work and even if they do, they don’t
sustain in that job for long. For Example, We find several such people from UP
& Bihar working as Taxi Drivers, Press walas and other service kind of jobs
in Mumbai which either Maharashtrians refuse to do may be because they find it “smaller” in comparison or are just not sustainable in it. The Plumbers or
Cooks who come from Orissa, Jharkhand and work in cities like Bengaluru or NCR,
Culturally inclined Singers, Artists or Musicians who come from West Bengal to
make their name in Bollywood, there are umpteen such examples like that.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Of course Money and one’s livelihood is the MOST important
factor. Agreed. But is it only about the Money? Doesn’t even that saturate
after a while? Either ways, it seems if you are just there and there for good,
you rise in any organization. Just be there and Walk that Last Mile, Question
is how many of us really have that kind of Patience?</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">huh!</div>Anuraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02807534323931479616noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601001319759933431.post-59242981929915744972015-05-13T11:02:00.001+05:302015-05-14T11:34:10.099+05:30MBA : Are the right "skill-sets" being tapped into?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">And so I complete my Post graduation. Not that I ever
thought it was important, but to have it in my kitty makes me feel, well let’s
just say a little more “educated”.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">So now that it’s over, I kind of ask myself, was it really
needed? This MBA Degree of mine. Now I have to confess, I did very little research
before getting into MBA, which can be a good thing because it could be start of
a new adventure of finding out things but also an uncomfortable thing if you
get to discover things which you may not have foreseen. I for one, wasn’t
really prepared for 20 year olds sitting besides me just out of their BBA’s or BSc’s
to be my classmates. Not that I thought I was much superior to them but yes it
meant me and they were in the same platform learning the same thing. But this
blog post isn’t about them, rather it seeks to ask a fundamental question.
Question being, what are the expectations from a MBA? And what are the actual
skillsets expected from a MBA Graduate?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I will answer that but first let me go through my own
experience.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Once I was into my MBA, I always knew after the 1’st odd
month that I would be taking up Marketing. Philip Kotler’s “bible” with
picturesque products and one liners fascinated me. Financial Numbers,
Operational things and Human Resource never really excited me as something like
a Maslow’s theory or a Porter’s 5 forces did. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Now 3 months into my MBA, I get a “Connect with me” request
on LinkedIn from a girl who had taken up Marketing and whom I knew from college.
Curiously I go to her profile and see that she had done her BBA and worked in
the industry before that for 2 years. Then I read her one line Summary which
basically gives everyone a heads-up as what skill-sets they have and where would they like to see themselves etc. Now that read something like this.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Subsequently there were other non-engineering colleagues of
mine who wanted to connect with me via LinkedIn. Curiously, I go and check out their profile details and that read,
something on these lines.</span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: inherit;">"Popular for my strong communication skills, I am a true believer of the fact that “The art of communication is the language of leadership”. Always reckoned for the fact that "I can sell ice to an Eskimo & sand to an Arab”, I am constantly looking to hone my skills to better suit any environment I am in."</span></i><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Now that clearly is copy, pasted from somewhere. Given my
experience as a Techie, I could clearly make that out:-D. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Reading those summaries, I actually was mesmerized. There
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<li><span style="font-family: inherit;">Is that it? An Effective Communicator. In other
words are you saying to me that MBA’s are the ones who can speak Good English?
Yeah, sure you got to know about Economics, your financial jargons, the service
industry around you. But nobody is talking about that in the Summary. All they
are saying is “Effective Communicator”. That actually gave me an unexpected
form of confidence.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: inherit;">Now say you are a 10’th/12’th grader. You speak
well. You have this great “interpersonal skill” and you can build a great
rapport with people and make them instill confidence in you. Yes you may not
have been introduced to the world of Economics and Balance Sheets yet but hey,
you can “sell” your ideas well. Now I was kind of curious to know. What would
then be the difference between you and a suited booted MBA? Only the
“experience” and the “knowledge” part right? Knowledge about say, Finance,
Economics and the Industry. Now is that really important? Can that be easily
learnt and “effective communication” cannot be?</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: inherit;">Is this “skill” of being this effective
communicator or having an interpersonal skill a rare phenomenon? Are there very
few people around who can communicate that well? Is marketing for example only
about that? Or is it much deeper and complex than that?</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: inherit;">On a lighter note I thought, As a Software
Engineer earlier the skills on my resume had to be proficiency in any
programming language say a Java or a Dot net. Now I just have to be this
“effective communicator” with great interpersonal skills and get a job which
pays higher than a coder. Now the latter sounded much more enticing to me
rather than the former.</span></li>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Having completed these 2 years I realized, Marketing is all
about convincing the other person. You do that with your communication skills,
you do that by putting up facts and figures or you do that by any other way
possible, at the end of the day it’s all about how much you sell and help the
business grow. A person who doesn’t know how to speak, may have great strategic
marketing ideas which have the potential to take the business to the next
level. He may not be able to articulate it well but he may understand the
market or the sector better, more than the person having this great “interpersonal
skill” and give out sensible marketing ideas. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">But I realized that this unfortunately is not the reality.
Once I had this conversation with an elderly gentlemen, who when told I was
doing MBA, retorted back with disgust and said, “So you are the ones who come
in suits, speak Good English (his spoken English was bad), make lovely powerpoint presentations
and go out of the board room making us all look like assholes.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The above perspective needs to change. It’s not about the Good
English. Yes, Language is important but so is the understanding of Economy, Market,
Industry and what goes into making an effective strategy work in this ever
changing VUCA world. How you communicate is important, yes, but can you as a
MBA come up with ideas, come with solutions to make a change. MBA’s should be
looked at as being problem solvers. Unfortunately, the outlook now-a-days is more to do with how they speak and not what they speak which is unfortunate.</span></div>
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">huh!</div>Anuraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02807534323931479616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601001319759933431.post-66572574503286983212012-12-10T19:09:00.000+05:302012-12-10T19:09:13.741+05:30Forget Communalism, its Regionalism now!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I witnessed an incident last week which made me think as to
where we are taking this nation of ours. We, the Middle-higher middle class
generation often forget that there is an India which earns 5K-10K a month or
may be even less who have got their own share of “problems” to deal with. But
the question remains, Are those “problems” justified?</div>
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I hear a ruckus going on in the front end of the state
transport inter city bus between 2 people having 2 diverse form of opinions. 1,
A person from U.P (won’t use the term which is often used), lets call him “X”
and another person who claims to be the “son of the soil” i.e. a localite from
Pune, lets call him Y. Now allegedly “X” who was a passenger hadn’t paid for
his ticket to Y who was the conductor and was getting off the bus without the
payment. Y caught him and started abusing him. Y also got to know that he is
not from his state as he did not speak the language. “X” began to defend
himself and at last paid the price of the ticket. To my utter dismay and
horror, Y gave him the ticket and ordered him to get off the bus. “X” now got
angry and said, I have paid for the ticket, why should I get off. “M.C and B.C
started, there was some pushing and shoving and finally something happened
which was shocking and uncalled for, Y thought it was right and I am sure he
was proud and “X” was well, I wouldn’t try to guess his reaction. Y threw X off
the bus. Of course, the bus was stationary all this while with the entire
ruckus on. So he wasn’t seriously hurt, but the mental hurt would have been a
permanent one. Okay, he could have been getting off without paying a ticket,
okay he could have been a thief, but whatever happened in front of eyes, wasn’t
the right thing and sadly I couldn’t do anything about it.</div>
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The whole point of Y throwing X of the bus makes me wonder
here. Would Y have done that if “X” would been a localite? I.e. spoken the same
language as him? Did Y perceive “X” to be one of those who comes to “his
territory” and engage in activities like the one mentioned above I.e. (Assumption
that he had not paid his ticket). And perhaps the question to which I am sure
there is answer to is, Should he have shoved him off the bus? The Answer to
that is obviously “No”. But there is a deeper question to be asked here. Do we
live in our own state or do we live in our own country? And why are we so
Paranoid of other people coming from other states? Is it the problem of the
state itself of not having/giving the required jobs for the locals? Is the
problem of people coming from other states and staying the real problem or the
people in their own respective state not coming to terms with them, a problem?</div>
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Unless we answer these questions I am afraid it will be
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">huh!</div>Anuraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02807534323931479616noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601001319759933431.post-52000097271499243282011-11-13T20:43:00.013+05:302011-11-13T21:15:39.747+05:30That all Important Bus Ride !<span style="font-family:arial;">We all have families and am sure we cherish them. But I am not sure how many of you value them.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">You don't often realize their value until you stay away from them. I have done that for almost 2 years now and trust me it's a difficult thing...So here's presenting something which happens with me every friday when I make my trip from pune to my home in Navi Mumbai :) Hope you like it.</span><br /><br /><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> <p face="arial" class="MsoNormal">She waited, waited and waited endlessly</p> <p face="arial" class="MsoNormal">For any particular “thakeli” bus to arrive</p> <p face="arial" class="MsoNormal">In that rush of the so called “weekend public”, she stood</p><span style="font-family:arial;"> </span><p face="arial" class="MsoNormal">Waiting to go home, waiting to spend some time.</p><p face="arial" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p face="arial" class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p face="arial" class="MsoNormal">Her face, I saw, was just like mine</p> <p face="arial" class="MsoNormal">Enthusiastic, vibrant and fresh</p> <p face="arial" class="MsoNormal">Just the thing that a Friday evening does</p><span style="font-family:arial;"> </span><p face="arial" class="MsoNormal">It rejuvenates, it excites and it ends that wait.</p><p face="arial" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p face="arial" class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p face="arial" class="MsoNormal">That wait for the weekend and those 2 days</p> <p face="arial" class="MsoNormal">2 days with your friends and family</p> <p face="arial" class="MsoNormal">2 days of sleep, 2 days of good food</p><span style="font-family:arial;"> </span><p face="arial" class="MsoNormal">Oh those good ol’ 2 days</p><p face="arial" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p face="arial" class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p face="arial" class="MsoNormal">And finally that bus arrives after an endless wait</p> <p face="arial" class="MsoNormal">Pushing and shoving happens, almost like a local train</p> <p face="arial" class="MsoNormal">The “Mamaa” tells the driver…”Zaaoo Deyaa”</p><span style="font-family:arial;"> </span><p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">The lucky few get a seat while she doesn’t.</p><p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">Disappointed, her endless wait stretches a little,</p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">Still her face remains as fresh as a daisy,</p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">Awaiting and almost reminiscing her last weekend</p><span style="font-family:arial;"> </span><p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">She has a wry smile, as innocent as a child.</p><p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">Finally she manages to get inside the bus</p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">I too luckily hop along.</p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">Yes mom, I got the bus, I’ll be home soon</p><span style="font-family:arial;"> </span><p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">Her voice, all happy, excited and vibrant</p><p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">And then, I see her again, her face a little disgruntled</p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">Quite Opposite to what it was 2 days ago</p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">That is exactly what a Monday Morning does to you</p><span style="font-family:arial;"> </span><p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">Makes for a gloomy, sad and a sleepy start.</p><p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">But one thing I realize in all of this</p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">It’s the family, friends and that surrounding </p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">That makes one come back week after week</p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">It’s not for anything that someone had famously said,</p><span style="font-family:arial;"> </span><p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">Home is where your heart is <span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span style="">!</span></span></p><p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--><span style="font-size:12pt;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12pt;">Thanks <a href="http://randomtalkfest.blogspot.com/">Shatabdi</a> for asking me for my blog link…That thing made me write this :)<br /></span></p><p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12pt;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer">huh!</div>Anuraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02807534323931479616noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601001319759933431.post-28973175216114110502011-06-24T14:31:00.003+05:302011-11-13T20:43:20.273+05:30The New TemplateGoogle keeps coming with some awesome things. The doodle for example.<br />The doodle paying tribute to Les Paul was one of the most mind blasting things I have seen in the recent past...Work and other matters have kept me away from blogger ..so when I opened my page today, I thought the template design needs a change. So I went to the design change page after a long time and boy !.. Hasn't the whole set up changed. There are such fantastic templates available now...I remember a year or two ago I had to Google search for new templates but now blogger itself gives so you so many decent choices to choose from that you yourself get confused as to which one to choose.<br /><br />Finally I found this and I think my page looks neat...I know it would look a lot neater if I write something :P...I am sure I'll come up with something soon guys. I promise :)<div class="blogger-post-footer">huh!</div>Anuraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02807534323931479616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601001319759933431.post-80718033397358046352011-03-26T20:48:00.003+05:302011-03-26T21:11:17.374+05:30Never make it MundaneLife, Yeah dats what I am talking about. Sometimes, actually not sometimes, every time, everyday we tend to do the same things again and again, in the process forgetting that we even live a life you know. How much would one try and live according to somebody else? Your own family, Your own over hyped career growth, your own client, your own company. Sometimes you just would want to let it go.<br /><br />It's like cricket players now-a-days. The more they play, the more they tend to get saturated or worn out. And I am not talking about being over-worked. I am talking about doing the same things again and again, everyday and every time. It's never easy to just break from your routine life. Never was and never will be. It's just that we don't try enough! Writing is another such thing. You just break away from it and then just don't tend to get that push to go on and blabber again :P<br /><br />It's important that one should redefine himself every time and question thyself and try to learn in each step. Learning new things for a person should never stop. And when you are overworked. that one holiday works, try it , it really does and re-charges your battery every time. I end it with what I started with. Never make your life mundane . Be happy :)<div class="blogger-post-footer">huh!</div>Anuraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02807534323931479616noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601001319759933431.post-21144428865163539652010-08-14T20:48:00.008+05:302010-08-14T21:32:31.292+05:30The Transition Phase<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTYy07vUPBfne0uuSIUldehU9pj80LNuadwIPMqxix3K4B3ZH8GhcHShgLYGFjIhFap1wG6PvX3tmgMCthD6QVhEen-zWvHakkAEYnp4ovli8J-4vtvl6DPdPK2DaogAaIXmSInTSVjLSZ/s1600/boyMan.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTYy07vUPBfne0uuSIUldehU9pj80LNuadwIPMqxix3K4B3ZH8GhcHShgLYGFjIhFap1wG6PvX3tmgMCthD6QVhEen-zWvHakkAEYnp4ovli8J-4vtvl6DPdPK2DaogAaIXmSInTSVjLSZ/s320/boyMan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505285464842257906" border="0" /></a><br /><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:Wingdings; panose-1:5 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0; mso-font-charset:2; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:0 268435456 0 0 -2147483648 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;">P.S: Below post is kind of boring and has 0 % humor in it. The Author is not responsible for any boredom which the reader may feel.<span style=""> </span>:P</p><p class="MsoNormal" face="arial"><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal" face="arial"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" face="arial"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;">College Life: Attend Lectures. Bunk classes. Study 10 days before Exam. Mug up things and then vomit it in the paper. It was fun. But as far as gaining knowledge went. It was zero. Unless we made an effort to do so which we didn’t, there was nothing to learn. It was sad actually, the fact that we blame professors for the same. Yes, they are responsible but now being trained at something I realize that if we made on our part some effort to learn and understand things, the training part wouldn’t have been necessary <span style="">:)</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"><span style=""><br /></span></p> <p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p style="font-family: arial;" face="arial" class="MsoNormal">Coming to the Training phase. This is where the real transition happens. We change from students to professionals. We “LEARN” things. And I am not talking technical learning. I am talking about learning about life too. We interact. We communicate. Well don’t know about you, but I was short of these things during my college phase. Here as they say the knowledge transfer happens. Slowly and steadily we change into the working class lot.</p><p style="font-family: arial;" face="arial" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;" face="arial" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p style="font-family: arial;" face="arial" class="MsoNormal">Next comes the Working man. Here we apply our training into work. This is where the real joy comes in. You work based on your learning. Work seems fun then. You begin to understand and work. You learn the domain if you want to. How things work? How things function? How things Happen? The Cubicle Gossip over coffee :P<br /></p><p style="font-family: arial;" face="arial" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p style="font-family: arial;" face="arial" class="MsoNormal">You slowly turn into the working class hero. Well I am not one as of now, but probably would turn into in the year ahead. But the first two phases is what I have gone through and hence this post of what you feel turning from a college going MUG-UP Kid into a working class MAN <span style="">:)</span> …Feels Good <span style="">:)</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer">huh!</div>Anuraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02807534323931479616noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601001319759933431.post-22982034610729149802010-02-15T20:38:00.005+05:302010-02-15T20:53:24.259+05:30New Beginning :)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZW74x0KULD7mKe1H9YgNt9TEo7Ta6qih92ry_PF9vFMvBZSV0y8mLQ67Gmb6tmllghSDWDTMqkubEK9aCy1OtqdQi9snrQSuk9nEtGIaqxCcWmC3MR9qmbIxjKlz4nsV6moaRjIU_JH5_/s1600-h/screenshot_walking_400.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZW74x0KULD7mKe1H9YgNt9TEo7Ta6qih92ry_PF9vFMvBZSV0y8mLQ67Gmb6tmllghSDWDTMqkubEK9aCy1OtqdQi9snrQSuk9nEtGIaqxCcWmC3MR9qmbIxjKlz4nsV6moaRjIU_JH5_/s320/screenshot_walking_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438490127396957058" border="0" /></a><br />I am off to Mysore for my job tomorrow. Feel Nervous, Excited.Blank. A variety of emotions playing in my mind.I don't know what's going to happen in the next 3-4 months.That's the reason may be of me being Blank.<br /><br />I'll have to leave my city too.And when the city is to be a place called "Mumbai" ..it's doubly hard. I don't think I have to go on about what I feel about the city as you guyzz would know what I would miss. But more than that the thought of me living in a completely new place puts me in a tizzy. How would I manage that? Why can't I have things done of me? *Confesses in a way* :D<br /><br />In a way independence is good. Not in a way...Independence is good.Period. :D...Away from home though is never easy. Though the country would be the same ...the environment would not. But there will be new people, new friends to be had, probably a new me :)<br /><br />All my bags are packed I'm ready to go<br />I'm standin' here outside your door<br />I hate to wake you up to say goodbye<br />But the dawn is breakin' it's early morn<br />The taxi's waitin' he's blowin' his horn<br />Already I'm so lonesome I could die<br /><br />So kiss me and smile for me<br />Tell me that you'll wait for me<br />Hold me like you'll never let me go<br />Cause I'm leavin' on a jet plane(on an express train :D)<br />Don't know when I'll be back again<br />Oh babe, I hate to go :(<br /><br />John Denver~~ What a song! and how apt!<br /><br />But alas I have to go :(<br /><br />Cya....Chalo All the best bolo sab :)<div class="blogger-post-footer">huh!</div>Anuraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02807534323931479616noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601001319759933431.post-91485952501983764422010-01-30T10:58:00.002+05:302010-01-30T12:16:49.747+05:30Rapper in me :D<span style="font-family:arial;">I had written this for my good friend Stephen ages ago....I hope you guys like it :)</span><br /><br /><div style="font-family: arial;">Okay People in the house reading this …Since this is a guest post …and since it has to be fun ….I want you people to read the following as a RAP...So get that Eminem cap on and Burst that damn balloon coz it’s Stibu Mama’s 200’th post celebration …*Woohoo*<br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;">The Solitary Writer , he is one cool guy</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> Now that’s a fact, nobody can deny</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> Here’s a dedication on his 200’th post</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> On his boat floating on his own coast</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> He writes some super cool stories</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> And has an uber cool blog</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> He also works really hard</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> And doesn’t shy away from a slog.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> Thinks he cannot write a poem</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> But comes up with some pointed darts</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> He gets onto your nerves sometimes</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> And sometimes melts your hearts</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> He sometimes talks sense</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> Sometimes acts like a noob</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> But reading his stuff on his blog</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> Sab ho jaate hain “doob”</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> In his glasses, he looks like a geek</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> But don’t get fooled, coz he is not!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> He is one clever guy, any women would seek</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> They would find him rather handsome and hot!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> He has this friend, won’t tell her name</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> They talk to each other every single day</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> Hope this is not just another silly game</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> Hope it’s for real and may long it stay</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> Lastly mate, I know this has been one silly rap</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> But don’t let our friendship have a gap</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> For you are a really good buddy, stay as you are</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> C’mon Mann.. Now let’s meet up in a bar!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"> :D</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">huh!</div>Anuraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02807534323931479616noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601001319759933431.post-2376329415474910712010-01-19T10:17:00.007+05:302010-01-19T10:34:46.945+05:30It's the fear...Damn it!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFI_YmG-7-zMg_UK5OCCPKKV-2ZJfK-Eg4r9upxzvDgXfCgayYQTt3x44HPri_JHoPXYYvJDA8ObAkOQNCRkfxJQ_69QUiWp_EmYtEx51Orh6hQIPPUG1yumTUJloDCrKAKA6kj1mnDvLc/s1600-h/fear-face.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFI_YmG-7-zMg_UK5OCCPKKV-2ZJfK-Eg4r9upxzvDgXfCgayYQTt3x44HPri_JHoPXYYvJDA8ObAkOQNCRkfxJQ_69QUiWp_EmYtEx51Orh6hQIPPUG1yumTUJloDCrKAKA6kj1mnDvLc/s320/fear-face.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428308675163907010" border="0" /></a><p style="font-family: arial;" face="arial" class="MsoNormal"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:Wingdings; panose-1:5 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0; mso-font-charset:2; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:0 268435456 0 0 -2147483648 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]-->Saw 3 idiots for the 5’th time. And one who has seen the movie would know why. Not because the movie is funny and witty, but because of the message it carries. And the best part is that it does not have one single message to drive home. There are several take-aways that one gets from the movie.<span style=""> </span>One of which I took, watching it for the 5’th time <span style="">:)</span> </p><p face="arial" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">I so identify with the character of Raju, the one played by Sharman Joshi. No, I don’t have a poor family to look after and neither was I a bright student in school as his character was in the movie. But the fact that he had this “darr” or fear in him is what I identify with. Fear of how he is going to support his family, fear of not getting a good job, fear of not doing well for himself. The fear of “failure”. That fear of failure is also perhaps in me and majority of others who are not able to tackle it head on. It’s all very easy to say I loved rancho’s character and one should be like him. But someone like him is special, the majority are not! As Chatur’s character in one of the scenes says “These ideals don’t work in the real world. They don’t...Yes, but one could work on it especially if some one is like Raju’s character i.e. me…work on my fears and instead of saying “Ye mujhse nahin ho payegaa…because of the fear and say “Yeah, I can do this…I need to work on it but eventually I will get it done. It’s all about staying optimistic about one self.</p><p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">What I wouldn’t do though and this is also where I differ from Raju’s character in the movie is that I’ll never take my life. Something like my life is very precious to me and I would like to live it to the fullest. It’s scary to see 3-4 suicides in the city already. People are so negative these days. When will they learn that failure is not the end of the world.Raju does get a job afterall. People are wrong when they blame the movie for every damn thing. Aamir does teach the raggers a lesson. There is such a touching scene in the movie where Madhavan’s character Farhan tells his dad of how Aamir had kept his parents photo in his wallet to remind him that whenever he feels like committing suicide to just look at their photo…he would himself retract from doing so. Why don’t people see that and feel inspired?<br /></p><p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:arial;">Well as for me I have learnt to stay positive and say “Aal is well” or atleast try to feel it whenever anything goes wrong or does not work. And everyone else should learn to do so <span style="">:)</span></span><o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /><o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family:arial;">P.S : Sorry to not blog for a while...Don't know what was/is wrong. Can't say I am back...Keep Blogging people :)</span><br /></o:p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer">huh!</div>Anuraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02807534323931479616noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601001319759933431.post-80043382469376464452009-11-29T18:51:00.007+05:302009-11-29T19:15:33.633+05:30Growing up<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv7K7FBMopccUMdB7n9QsjiUp8I6nKI0rWePheGee-BwbSgyae2FpWigq3YB8KcyjfT-xdyXLBIZA6xFDNldcxOm6xCVvGw6UH374lQJvuLZzqN6aI7bS5IKYYbg21g04IgBTPs7hIeqq1/s1600/3276643662_805ae29282.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv7K7FBMopccUMdB7n9QsjiUp8I6nKI0rWePheGee-BwbSgyae2FpWigq3YB8KcyjfT-xdyXLBIZA6xFDNldcxOm6xCVvGw6UH374lQJvuLZzqN6aI7bS5IKYYbg21g04IgBTPs7hIeqq1/s400/3276643662_805ae29282.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409520559999201778" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">The other day I bumped into my old school friend/classmate while going to my classes.He had worn a formal shirt, had sunglasses on, was looking all smart, and why not.. he was working! But that's not the point.He was working and was married. Yes that was not a typo.He was MARRIED! Ohh just to add one more thing to it, he was living separately. Now I am not going to go about making the point of how wrong or right it is to do that, but my point is completely different.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">When do we know that we have grown up? Or is there anything to know about? I mean the guy is married and earning.If not in a year, but in say 2 years time he will be "settled".And here I am, fighting my way through life, ofcourse on my way to settle..but does one need to "grow up" so quickly? Does one fix up his or her priorities at the age of 22?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">May be I am writing about this coz I find myself kinda insecure now, a little less grown up a little less mature. But I wonder is it me who's less mature or is it him who's taken responsibilities so quickly on his "tender" shoulders(pun intended) :D. Whatever it may be I know that I have to grow up one day and be a man..take up responsibilities...But I guess there's still time for it...My own sweet time :)</span><div class="blogger-post-footer">huh!</div>Anuraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02807534323931479616noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601001319759933431.post-86773127528655848212009-11-03T14:50:00.012+05:302009-11-05T18:26:31.823+05:30Perfect Sh*t<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1U6zCvW1fSj-L-s67yXHlM0TMgDmF0Cszbd98tuPIrJnIj3Ggk3lJ_A8MYuTDWzx3v_pRRWPsyFFWoKBSz6EZIiCFZV4yzYMP2PbHykPwkzhVCbtt9FeGvSBO93sfd0TTAruGwSKt39Wq/s1600-h/reality-tv1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399809945013432210" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 350px; height: 301px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1U6zCvW1fSj-L-s67yXHlM0TMgDmF0Cszbd98tuPIrJnIj3Ggk3lJ_A8MYuTDWzx3v_pRRWPsyFFWoKBSz6EZIiCFZV4yzYMP2PbHykPwkzhVCbtt9FeGvSBO93sfd0TTAruGwSKt39Wq/s400/reality-tv1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>OK I hv to confess that I watch this show in bits and pieces...but seriously ain't reality shows going a bit too far with this...The "Perfect Bride"...not only is the name sexist...but it's just making the term "marraige" derogatory. They have this question and answer session where they ask .."Kya aapko ye bandaa pasand hain?"...and she giggles and says maine unko abhi tak jitna jaana hain..woh mujhe pasand aane lage hain...Yeah right!<br /><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>I know all these shows are scripted or so it is alleged but they can't go onn showing s*it on television and expect people like us to just gulp whatever they feed to us. It's just like what stimulates is there in front of the idiot box. Washing dirty linen in public is kind of becoming a fashion statement now-a-days...Whatever it takes to be in the lime-light...one is prepared to do. But surely there should be something called as ethics and morals. Why is everybody "becch khaiing" that..why is there no accountability if people are seen "becch khaainng" that? Why can't people tell others that dude whatever you are doing is not good for your image and ultimately you are damaging yourself personally...but alas the stage, the glamour, the money all, over-power these things and one ultimately falls into the trap.<br /><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>This trap of trp's is a very dicey trap...It's ending up destroying,of surely what one stands for. Or should stand for anyway! But I wd rather watch a Rakhi's Swayamvar which again was a lot over the top...I happened to watch the finale only and roflmaoed when rakhi sang that "Jesus Song"...But I wd rather watch that rather than this Perfect whatever thing..Atleast rakhi's show wasn't sexist...and from what I gather..it was watchable too...We are falling into the UK trap people..where according to a study..people are getting obese or simply wasting their time watching reality shows rather than working out...It's time to wake up you junkies..which includes me too btw :D</div><div></div><div><br />P.S:->"Becch khaana" means Selling your moral...Eating it away..I hope that's the right translation :D</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">huh!</div>Anuraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02807534323931479616noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601001319759933431.post-78260343973326302102009-10-30T20:52:00.009+05:302009-10-30T21:13:19.528+05:30Baby, I am addicted!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJlnNDZUq-QDyzPbs3CZKSdyTIRwQiHLTeCUCPCfeqEldPcZPY9EoaBRqZ1LUzz1FExDroERCUp5ahMade_Y1073MkImbY1gieiGjpoAdJCD9Iz8lzCASomS6eWS66qtVYJ7A0DtgaW8Zz/s1600-h/computer-addict.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Opened my diary and hence writing this post after a long time. Don’t know what’s wrong with me? Perhaps the title of the post is! Not perhaps but that is it! I am Addicted. Addicted to a certain kind of life. Sleep, get up, spend useless time in my comp. Eat. Sleep. Spend useless time on my comp. and then eat sleep again.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Yesterday when I got bored of all that, and it was just for a moment…I picked up the newspaper and read this nice article about addiction. There, it mentioned regarding Lakshmi Mittal, the richie rich guy, who was once traveling in his car to spend time in his golf course which he did every Saturday Morning, but then mid-way he stopped his driver and told him to take him back. Why? Because he thought he was getting addicted! Addicted to playing golf every Saturday! And apparently he hates addiction, addiction of any kind. Even Hard work! Then it also mentioned about Miley Cyrus deleting her Twitter page for the same reason! She explained so beautifully when she said that she thought that people all over the world could maybe take a little vacation from Cyberspace. Her problem with the internet was that it made negativity so available. It allowed people to anonymously hurt others without any consequences. That was not the real world. Not only that, but if we spent more time enjoying what we were doing besides tweeting about it, we would enjoy our lives a whole lot more. She said she had very little free time and the moments that she did have, she should have been spending it with her family and friends and </span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="font-size:100%;">love every minute of their company…That was so true. In a way she said about how she was getting addicted to the virtual world and wanted to quit to get a feel of realism.<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">But is getting rid of it so easy? One just has to say I quit! And that is it? Surely one is addicted to one thing as he/she likes doing it. In my case though I would say I have nothing better to do! Can I get rid of it? Yes, if I find something better to do! Writing may be! But it is difficult…like quitting smoking or drinking… A monotonous life gets to you after a while! It really does…Perhaps the best kind of advice I got was from a old school classmate of mine…I didn’t ask him directly about what to do but in a conversation I told him something which only a person who has nothing better to do would remember! I mean it was not a thing which a normal guy would give heed to…and he was like “Wtf dude! Do u secretly spy on us or something? Get a life man! Get a girl! Everyone from school that I know of... is committed except u! A girl will keep you in check and make you meet with reality. I laughed of the idea…but anything will do to get me out of this…Any suggestions people? :P</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer">huh!</div>Anuraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02807534323931479616noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601001319759933431.post-67533795174737085242009-10-03T12:58:00.011+05:302009-10-03T13:30:08.757+05:30A Hair Raiser<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu7RGobBE-A5iwfX3JEGHXykNJiKskjPxo_Tc-GXrpaAzuDNMN_f6RQzoMuKSP607lzIoec-V61wCooRIlXhQAGXYGEPw8oeVHNGELopsac07ZGlurszDmyyy0t1prfKOpd1uTSLf5rzTx/s1600-h/tug-of-war.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388272746559511858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu7RGobBE-A5iwfX3JEGHXykNJiKskjPxo_Tc-GXrpaAzuDNMN_f6RQzoMuKSP607lzIoec-V61wCooRIlXhQAGXYGEPw8oeVHNGELopsac07ZGlurszDmyyy0t1prfKOpd1uTSLf5rzTx/s400/tug-of-war.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Ok I have to confess first off that I have a problem with my hair. Yes I do. I am not a baldie though…No I am not, neither am I on my way to becoming one but some people and I mean SOME PEOPLE just don’t get it or may be they do but just for their own beneficial reason, choose not to. Okay so what happened? This is what…<br /><br />I was walking on the streets in my own merry way which means I usually don’t give a damn of the people around me. So if a friend or an acquaintance happens to pass by me, I wouldn’t know unless he/she calls me in a crowd. So as I was walking down the street I hear a woman go “Aapke baal jhadd raha hain naa”? I was like Wtf? where ‘w’ was equal to who? I turned around to find a saleswomen in her mid 30’s(not like the one in the pic... though I wish! :D) standing with different kinds of ayurvedic medicines kept in a dingy. I kinda went huh? ..She was like haan haan jhad rahe hain… Ye medicine aapke baalon ko…blah..blah..blah…She kept on saying stuffs which I kept hearing from my one ear and let go of another. I was least interested. What bothered me more was…was this saleswomen saying it because she was one? Others don’t say it coz they are not trying to sell their stuff? They don’t wanna hurt me? Well it’s not that people haven’t pointed this out to me but geez…it hurts when some stranger tells you out of the blue. It hurts deep down.<br /><br />Ohh for those wondering what I did next. I didn’t wait there for more than 10 seconds before I said to her thank you! Ohh but she was a saleswomen and a good one at that…She said these two words putting more salts on to my wounds as it were… “Khyaal rakhna!” …I went “F U” in my head…the thing kept on playing in my head for the next 20 minutes before I could reach the comfort of my house. Why pick me up out of the crowd. Do ordinary people on the street notice it too? But I ended with a sigh in the end …*Saleswomen* …I think I did the right thing. I shouldn’t let these things bother me. There are million other things to bother about. No point in raising my hair for this as it were! But I concluded with a thought that..Never go through a street where there are sales persons around especially those selling Hairy products :D </div><div></div><div></div><div><br />P.S : The pic is just to show how the saleswomen was "dragging" me as it were, to take her stuff :D ..She was unsuccessful though :D</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">huh!</div>Anuraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02807534323931479616noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601001319759933431.post-43307293279394364472009-09-05T20:25:00.017+05:302009-09-05T20:47:19.145+05:30Moonlit Sky<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2Nv26Nq5CF_Z7lYVIc1WrwJC30v2SpUUXWWDERtEnYssVDfdPDh0DOLAbGz3Kr8KM_Ls3P3-wCV13LXrWK4Wl7u0r9cuh5BoJcC4Fmn96y1RLC1_5eg3fAYwWK96wadXyhrAvek08BJxD/s1600-h/Moonlight_by_acidxmoose.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 309px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2Nv26Nq5CF_Z7lYVIc1WrwJC30v2SpUUXWWDERtEnYssVDfdPDh0DOLAbGz3Kr8KM_Ls3P3-wCV13LXrWK4Wl7u0r9cuh5BoJcC4Fmn96y1RLC1_5eg3fAYwWK96wadXyhrAvek08BJxD/s400/Moonlight_by_acidxmoose.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377997754359613058" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal"></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:7;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:48px;"></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;">She stood there, almost numb, as she saw the dark clouds gather over the moon. But she was looking for something else. Something which she thought, would haunt her for the rest of her life. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"> <span style="font-size:10.0pt;">He went down on his knees that day as he proposed to her...<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:13px;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style=" ;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"></span></span><span style="font-size:10.0pt;"><br />Do you mind spending the rest of your life with me, Anita? The room went silent. She didn’t know how to react. Obviously she was happy, but a part of her heart wasn’t quite sure. The crowd of 5 people inside the room including Rishi awaited with bated breadth.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Yes!”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>came her reply and everybody in the room got what they wanted to hear. But was it a wholehearted yes, Rishi Wondered.</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "><br />“What’s the matter Ani?”</span></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; ">“I don’t know Rish, I just don’t know!”</span></span></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; ">“Have you found someone else in these last 2 years?”</span></span></span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;">“No that’s not the case Rish, it’s just that 2 years ago you were not a captain in the Indian Army”<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><i>“I see, you have a problem of me being in the army?”<o:p></o:p></i></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;">“No Rish, I am worried about you…they have posted you in the north-west frontier.”<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="font-size:10.0pt;">“Your concerns are uncalled for Ani, there is very little infiltration now-a-days”<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="font-size:10.0pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span></span></i><span style="font-size:10.0pt;">“Still …Anything could happen”<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="font-size:10.0pt;">“What do you want me to do Ani, Make sacrifices??<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;">“Well somebody has to rish…ain’t it?<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="font-size:10.0pt;">“I have made enough sacrifices to get into where I am now Ani…I am sorry I can’t leave that.”<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;">She thought long and hard that night and had made her decision. I am sorry rish I can’t marry you.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;"> He was heart-broken.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;">Can I have your number, she asked almost embarrassed</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;">What’s the use Ani…Just incase I die…just look up in the sky and I will be right up there as a shining star, he bid her a goodbye.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;">And there she was, looking towards the sky that night, but she couldn’t see any star…All she saw were dark clouds covering the moonlit sky.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p></p><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer">huh!</div>Anuraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02807534323931479616noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601001319759933431.post-20293528498096239322009-09-01T15:04:00.015+05:302009-09-01T15:41:12.115+05:30Engineered, But...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinJe8NmMZCXXiq2_Rs4G6B-zLjSJdI56Fr3dLqIVFrzj82iGsYCRex4sz8LaDVq64h9zwAeiHVZXXPGJ6uf2y7UVjo6xuDyhKuTcBh25G9gjVmTjHTp99zBVr7F0JCVBY6bjjJN0mHBSnH/s1600-h/j0386802.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376438073438244514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinJe8NmMZCXXiq2_Rs4G6B-zLjSJdI56Fr3dLqIVFrzj82iGsYCRex4sz8LaDVq64h9zwAeiHVZXXPGJ6uf2y7UVjo6xuDyhKuTcBh25G9gjVmTjHTp99zBVr7F0JCVBY6bjjJN0mHBSnH/s400/j0386802.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />So, I am done with my engineering finally. I managed to get a distinction in my final year. But now, I ask myself this, Was it all worth it? Does Er. Anurag make me all proud? Have I achieved anything except may be graduating from an AICTE Approved University? Well the answer to all of the above is obviously a Big NO!<br /><br />You know, now that I have graduated and am ready to make that transition into an office kind of an environment, I am kinda starting to understand the difference here. Why on earth do companies come and take fresh graduates like us? What is it that separates us from any other guy on the Street? It’s the quality of education one would say! Naa… I think they expect something much more from us. And that “Much more” thingy sadly is not taught inside colleges. The Professor who teaches us inside the classroom just imparts his knowledge and goes away. But frankly is that of any use? Last 10 days of exams…Put in as much of stuff as you can in your squeaky little mouth and once you reach the exam hall and the bell sounds, just vomit or puke it out…Or then dress up properly during Viva time and plant a nice li’l smile in front of a zombie who would either try to grin at you or try to terrorize you blabbering all sorts of things like ”I will fail you” or “You know absolutely nothing, why don’t you go and do a bsc?” Ironically some girls even shed tears coming out of the viva room. Noobs don’t even realize that these things won’t have any effect on their viva marks. They ultimately lie with the internal. So it’s the subject teacher's wrath that they should be scared about and not of any zombie who’s job is to mock and ridicule you… All these are disappointing realities in our education system.<br /><br />But sadly this reality doesn’t quite work in a private office environment. Here one has to have a know-how of various things. One has to practice what one has preached…But sadly no one has done that…All one has done so far is puked…puked out knowledge. The one’s responsible for this i.e. exams…they are gonna continue…I don’t think anybody will scrap that and may be it shouldn’t… But one could do with some kind of accountability. That yes I understand this. I don’t wanna puke if I know this! Eventually the onus is on us. How can we ourselves enhance our own skills and come out trumps! Perhaps the old man’s saying is applicable even today… Self Help is the best help one can do for himself. :)<div class="blogger-post-footer">huh!</div>Anuraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02807534323931479616noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601001319759933431.post-46632901009529021682009-08-11T11:40:00.006+05:302009-08-11T12:07:25.127+05:30Do You Have it in you?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimqySZHJpTzxLqdSNqz51bK3B1nBEN6Ahp6k7giQjca-4cYH4M74A1mnHKPflL6hBWOWxivmY6fe9clI1rgufAO-vH35nRlsz9RZrHTdYl8pLWcSYABEhfa8wGPEJNqsjmb5qJxbD7INGz/s1600-h/Success%20Way.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368585832524936962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimqySZHJpTzxLqdSNqz51bK3B1nBEN6Ahp6k7giQjca-4cYH4M74A1mnHKPflL6hBWOWxivmY6fe9clI1rgufAO-vH35nRlsz9RZrHTdYl8pLWcSYABEhfa8wGPEJNqsjmb5qJxbD7INGz/s400/Success%2520Way.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Two of my friends who will pass out with me this year (Results are yet to be declared) got jobs in their respective fields, there are other acquaintances of mine who are working too. Work, in this recession time you would ask? Well I ask, Recession…what Recession? If these people can get jobs in this slump period, where is Recession? There is a small differentiator though, a differentiator that makes them different.<br /><br />We all want to do various things in life. But how many of us really do it in real life? Wanting is one thing but doing the same in reality is another. Perhaps those two and my other acquaintances do more, than want. One would argue that there is that luck factor too. But I always believe, one makes his or her own luck. As that Celion Dion song goes<br /><br /><em>“Love comes to those who believe in it”</em><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><em>Well even work comes to those I guess who go for it, not simply want it.</em></span><br /><br />One would argue though that there is something called as “Luck” too. Well there is this girl<br />in my class who tops in every sem, yet is not placed anywhere. Whenever we have a chat, she always cribs of not being lucky enough and I always tell her this that someone will have luck come to them in a jiffy while others get it a lit later in their lives. May be you fall into the latter category. But there is no denying in the fact that you have to do it …to get it... You must have that extra zing in you to survive in this competitive world. Period.<br /><br />P.S: Now I know for a fact that there are lots of tamilians who visit my blog ;)..So I want ask them this… what’s with Tamil Film Makers and over the Top Cinema?<br />I was watching the Wanted Promo and It so looks like Ghajini ..One Man Army who has a chick that dances all around him ??</div><div></div><div>P.P.S : I liked Ghajini though :D</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">huh!</div>Anuraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02807534323931479616noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601001319759933431.post-10695123291807174732009-07-31T14:33:00.011+05:302009-07-31T15:14:18.776+05:30Tag time<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;">Before going to the tag, </span><a href="http://peaceencore.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;">Aarthi</span></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic">said I've to post the rules. So here we go-</span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"> </span><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#ffffff;">1. Link the person who tagged you.</span></span><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">2. Post the rules on your blog.</span></span></span></span><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">3. Share the ABCs of you.</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#ffffff;"><br /><br /></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><?xml:namespace prefix = o /><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#ffffff;">I deleted the last 3 rules…Meri marzi :D</span></span><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /><br /></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">A to Z about me…. Main gita par kasam khaa kar kehtaa hu ki jo bhi kahungaa sach kahungaa aur sach ke sivai pata nahi kya kahungaa. :P</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#ffffff;"></span></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">A</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">–</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Available/Single?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">- Both</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">B</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></b></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">–</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Best friend?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">- Can't single out one :P</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">C</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">–</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Cake or Pie?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">- Pie</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">D</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">–</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Do I want something right now?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">– Pie :D</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">E</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">–</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Essential item you use every day?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">– My P.C and the tele</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">:P</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">F</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">–</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Freedom to me is?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">– Doing something without any hindrance</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">G</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">–</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Giggle / Laughter</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">– None..Smile :)</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">H</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">–</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Heart / Brain</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">– Use it when either one of them is required :P</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">–</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Indulgence? or Addiction?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">– The Internet :P</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">J</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">–</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">January or February?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">– Right now ..I can’t wait for February to arrive :)</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">K</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">–</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Kids & their names?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">– Baah …Abhi se :P</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">L</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">–</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Life is...?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">– Baah ….long :P</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">M</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">–</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Mom – means everything :)</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">N</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></b></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">–</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Number of siblings?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">– 1 ..My big bro</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">O</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">–</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">One thing I hate to accept?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">– Uncomfortable “Sacchais” about me :P</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">P</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">–</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Pictures / Reality – Reality ..Pics are highly deceptive</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Q</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">–</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Quote for today?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">– Tags should be banned from the world of blogging :D</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">R</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></b></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">–</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Reason behind my brain working these days?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">– Eating fish :P</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">S</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">–</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Season?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">- Winters. ..Thanda Thanda …kool kool</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">T</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></b></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">–</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Tag 3 People?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">–</span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">No I won’t :D.</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">U</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></b></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">–</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Unknown fact about me?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">- </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I am an extremely shy person</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">V</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">–</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Vegetable you don't like?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">– Jackfruit ..Yes it's a vegetable :P</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">W</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">–</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Worst habit?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">– Not to be mentioned in public :D</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">X</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">–</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">X-rays you've had?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">– Too many ..I was a “sick” kid :D</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Y</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">–</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Why ?? *Sigh* :P</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Z</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">–</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Zodiac sign?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">– Taurean and no I am not stubborn :X</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color:black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"></span></span><i><span style="color:black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><br /></span><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="color:black;"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"></span></o:p></span></i></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="color:black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Tag No :2</span></span></span></i></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:arial;">Tagged by </span><a href="http://thesolitarywriter.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:arial;">Stephen</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> and </span><a href="http://peaceencore.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:arial;">Aarthi</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> again …..Phew :P</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-size:0;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Where is your cell phone?</span></span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-size:0;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></span><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Kidhar toh padaa hogaa…Apne aap bajegaa re :D</span></span></em></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Relationship?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Bole toh :P</span></span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Your hair?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">A Sensitive Issue :D</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Work? </span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></span><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></em><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Is something I hardly do :D</span></span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></span></em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Your sister?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Cousin ..is in the </span><?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /><st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">US</span></st1:place></st1:country-region><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> ..Will not be there during rakhi :(</span></span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Your favorite thing?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">P.C</span></span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Your dream last night?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I sleep peacefully :P</span></span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Your favorite drink?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Paani :D</span></span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Your dream car?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></em><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Realistically ….The SX-4 …Audi is a dream though :)</span></span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">The room youre in?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></em><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Has a fan :D</span></span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Your fears?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></em><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Not being loved ….</span></span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">What do you want to be in 10 years?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></em><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Successful</span></span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Who did you hang out with this weekend?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></em><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Don’t remember…Today is Friday :D</span></span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">What are you not good at?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">You tell me :D</span></span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">One of your wish list items?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Many things :P</span></span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Where you grew up?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Mumbai and </span><st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">bhubaneswar</span></st1:place></st1:city></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">.</span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Last thing you did?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Had Lunch</span></span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">What are you wearing?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Khekhekhekhe …*Evil Laugh*</span></span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">What aren't you wearing?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></em><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Muhahahahah ….why r u asking that :P</span></span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Your pet?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Don’t have one</span></span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Your computer?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Is a cherished possession ..and is working well now …* Touchwood*</span></span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Your life?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></i></span><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Is kinda on the right track.</span></span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Your mood?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Keeps changing</span></span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Missing?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Yeah too many people</span></span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">What are you thinking about right now?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> Why would someone like to know what Am I not wearing </span><span style="font-size:0;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">in a tag….Muhahahaha</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Your kitchen?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Smells nice every time ;)</span></span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Your summer?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Bole toh :P</span></span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Your favorite color?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Blue</span></span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Last time you laughed?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I watched Shriman Shrimati after some 13 years today …Mann It’s still hilarious</span></span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Last time you cried?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Don’t remember</span></span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">School?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></i></span><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Love to go back</span></span></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Love?</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></i></span><em><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Duh !!!</span></span></em><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:arial;">Anybody intrested in picking it up ...Go onn ..Do it :P</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer">huh!</div>Anuraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02807534323931479616noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601001319759933431.post-28613800908335296042009-07-29T11:14:00.012+05:302009-07-29T11:56:16.794+05:30Return of 55 fictionWhen one is going through what is called as "A Writer's block", one should always go back to what is simple and kind of easy to write.<br /><br />So here's another 55'er for you :)<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363762582978918434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd7rrYbHorICoMLsS78SBXY3g9NV8T6_UEA97cVwiTPOPBEQUa27fqpEVwNxBcXNT2-Xiz4zA-iJTO9oDLVdpTxS-mJgyJkPbt5UF1d0a8zGcRUw8XXeQjkjQDL-LAUirGB6hwmwH5oJ-7/s400/kk3.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div></div><div>He sat there engulfed in his own thoughts.<br /><br />He closed his eyes and thought about his decision again.<br /><br />His family felt dejected and perhaps rightly so, he thought.<br /><br />“<em>Your university rank would be a sheer waste</em>”, his mother shouted.<br /><br />But he had taken a final call<br /><br />He was joining the Indian army. </div><div><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div><br />In U.S or in U.K ...Joining the army is a matter of pride ...Sadly that's diminishing in our country ... :(</div><br /><div>P.S: My Group Blog celebrated it's 1'st Birthday 10 days ago and I had written a nice li'l poem for it...Hope you guys like it :)<br /><br />Click :-> <a href="http://weandwords.blogspot.com/2009/07/birthday-greetings-twl.html">here</a> :)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">huh!</div>Anuraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02807534323931479616noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601001319759933431.post-20006824276563291752009-07-21T20:48:00.012+05:302009-07-21T21:10:20.195+05:30RandomizedOkay strangely I am not able to think of what to post... So here is something which I wanted to include as a “p.s” on a post that I had written earlier but couldn’t due to some or the other reason. These are random pics clicked by yours truly when he was busy doing nothing :D<br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><em>Picture 1</em> </p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360934899071226338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjErxSqx2TqyXQ-lCXk155ocX10zsPLHYhno__f-FLaqTnhc6Bc9GuMbuUxehgYrSva5F6v5xEbiEEnfguTzXu4ZZS6N_hPGvi3hfD71Lm-4cacsLUXNnQbP-xw1stNz254y-tOxLoVkiEf/s400/23032009236.jpg" border="0" /></p><p></p><p></p><p><br /><br />Waiting for the train to arrive can be one of the most boring if not the most boring things one could imagine...i.e. when one has arrived 2 hours before the scheduled time of departure :P :P…and at that time, a nap doesn’t help either. So Thivim station in Goa it was when my roving eye fell to this marvel right here. Yeah this is the reality of the Indian stations. And there is no one to fix it too… I am damn sure it’s in a similar state as of now…*Sigh*<br /></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><em><span style="font-family:georgia;">Picture 2</span></em> </p><p align="center"><br /></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360934395380386242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2YJBEEtd0jS2IcOmIt-4FM8CSSkOhoWhZ97A8mf_ofWqLVTjnAMUVM7XhI3e1JYX7YQPrBjV10G58VnJRWxonQsR66sG_lR7Bfez1b9psX3OcfJUIdqgdpR89V2p_aOAshZazXGEvQC1Q/s400/11112008143.jpg" border="0" /></p><p></p><p></p><p><br /><br />Yeah...It ain't a comfortable pic I know :D...but I am not sure about your house but the surroundings of my house are full of pigeons. These have entered my house zillions of times. And yes they have done this too. I don’t know what to say here ...”Bechare" plants or "Bechari" pigeon …Next day the egg was not to be found …Guess either a crow or something else might have poached in...Yeah it was sad…but what can one do really? It doesn’t quite happen now but it’s not that it cannot happen again …Any Solutions people ? </p><div class="blogger-post-footer">huh!</div>Anuraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02807534323931479616noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601001319759933431.post-79828570028946204512009-07-11T11:29:00.008+05:302009-07-11T11:46:25.664+05:30Chitto ChatHello …How are? Yeah I have been away. It’s been kinda harrowing week. My P.C went to sleep.This after a stupid facebook quiz declared me a "Computer Proffessional". Facebook is spying on us I am telling ya :D...Anyways the Motherboard had to be replaced. 3 days without it working made it unbearable for moi. But it is fixed and working well now. Even I have gone completely vella as far as my writing goes. Bleh! may be is the word to describe me right now.<br /><br />Coming back to this post though .Now chatting is now slowing becoming quite redundant for me as it is kinda the usual stuff…Like the hello how are? thingies …But some 2 weeks ago I probably had the most “giggliest” of chats ever. It went something like this…<br /><br />I was invisible in gtalk and then in middle of our convo<br /><br />She: hmm...<br />abbey o.l aa na re<br /><br />me: kyon?<br />what diff does it make?<br /><br />She: mr. india ban ke kya mil raha hai?<br /><br />me: mann kii shanti<br /><br />She: tan ki o/l aane se milegi :P<br /><br />me: chee chee ..kya bol rahi hain :D<br /><br />She: abbey....<br />jaa shoo<br /><br />me: lol<br />U said it<br />binaa kuch sochhe<br /><br />She: uska woh matlab nahi tha.. n u kno that :<br /><br />me: lol...don't think I hv laughed so much during a chat as I am doing now :D :D<br /><br />She: laughing at my expense... nalayak!<br /><br />me: hehehe ..tan ki shanti ...You saying this ..OmG<br />facebook is right then<br /><br />She: shooooooo<br /><br />me: about your status<br />pick up line<br /><br />She: wht status?<br /><br />me: arey woh kuch tha naa..lol :P<br /><br />She : Yeah whatever!<br /><br />me: hehehe<br />anyways I gtg<br /><br />She: kahan?<br /><br />me: since u doing so much soo soo :D<br />ohh sorry shoo shoo :D<br /><br />She: bahut maar khayega<br /><br />me: OmG<br /><br />She: u better hope i don come there soon<br /><br />me: Laughs his ... off<br />:D<br /><br />She: jaa jaa...<br /><br />me: ohhk ohhk<br />cya<br />bye<br /><br />She: bye<br /><br />I still don’t understand what she meant by tan ki shanti though :D<div class="blogger-post-footer">huh!</div>Anuraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02807534323931479616noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601001319759933431.post-88158321020821134622009-06-23T20:33:00.017+05:302009-06-23T21:05:51.198+05:30Listening To Your Heart<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGPmSoTLCcIzHI4ph8EhXd6zzciOZmIih8yrihe_coiJzjW8bxGHSCB0cwTsvd2iXHIdeQ_jXUT7yVizhBWHo4n0ti3kc1TFCK0I6eOFFHEYE_xhPEDg1NKWfARlZ3Lu1Dggw1wsvMYekh/s1600-h/screenshot_walking_400.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350543578275965986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGPmSoTLCcIzHI4ph8EhXd6zzciOZmIih8yrihe_coiJzjW8bxGHSCB0cwTsvd2iXHIdeQ_jXUT7yVizhBWHo4n0ti3kc1TFCK0I6eOFFHEYE_xhPEDg1NKWfARlZ3Lu1Dggw1wsvMYekh/s400/screenshot_walking_400.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />After one has completed his or her engineering he/she invariably gets into the “Berozgaar Association of India” Society whether he/she likes it or not .Placement or No Placement, the time between your final exams and your result is the most “Khujlee waala time” ever :D<br /><br />It’s the time where the scrapping in orkut or chatting in Google Chat goes<br /><p>S: Hey ssup mann?<br />Me: nm mann …fooling around. What abt ya?<br />S: Ya me too rotting at home.<br />Me: Yeah me too…Hey hang on…Did I say rotting….Well both mean the same anyways *Sigh*<br />S: So what are you planning to do?<br />Me: Rot some more :D<br />S: No Seriously yaar...What?<br />Me: Now like the South park’s Character Eric Cartman I do want to scrap like “Screw you ‘S’…I am going Home! But then I realize I am in my own house ..*Sigh* ...*Sigh*<br /><br />I conveniently log out! Now I know. I suck. I should have a clear plan already of what I want to do. But by the time this rain has started it has made me more jobless. Cool Weather. Light Drizzle. Khichdi at home. Nap in the afternoon and Counter-Strike in the evening. Could it get any better? :D Honestly if you look at it...it’s actually holiday time for us. Classes for the would be final year guys hasn’t started as yet. So for them it’s Vacation time and not for us! Screw You! :P<br /><br />Till then People around me go... Beta! Ye kyun nahin kar lete …This has a good future..Do this...Do That! *Sigh* Well in the end though I always listen to my good friends that I have bache kuche. And I got some decent ones :P So I asked one of them and he just put in the most straight and simple way<br /></p><p>He said</p><p><em>Listen to what your heart says...It is on the left hand side ….Yes…But it gives all the right signals and directions and leads you to the right path.</em></p><p>It may have sounded a little duh! then... But it sounds nice now :)<br /><br />P.S: Now I had seen a video once on MTV some 7 years back but that song had just vanished away from my mind somehow! Guess what? ... I recollected it today :D</p><p>The lyrics kinda define my present state. Love it :)</p><p>~~ Everybody's changing from Keane<br /></p><p>So little time<br />Try to understand that I'm<br />trying to make a move just to stay in the game<br />I try to stay awake and remember my name<br />but everybody's changing<br />And I don't feel the same.<br /></p><p>:)<br /><br />Another song which came to my mind today<br /><br />Karo Daayaan Haath Aage<br />Karo Bayaan Haath Peeche<br />Daayaan Haath Aage<br />Karo Ye upar Ni-che<br />Then do the Boogie-Woogie<br />Aur saare Ghum Jaaoon<br />Aayegaa phir Mazaaa<br /><br />This is what joblessness does to you :D</p><div class="blogger-post-footer">huh!</div>Anuraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02807534323931479616noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601001319759933431.post-34144745942151083832009-06-19T18:30:00.002+05:302009-06-19T18:43:21.787+05:30The Guys' RulesNow I don't normally post a forwarded mail but this one had me lol'ing...And It's called the Guys Rules and it is something to make the guys feel better ..... once in a while !! So If you are guy reading this you will surely like it :P<br /><br />The mail went like this<br /><br />We always hear the rules from the female side.Now here are the rules from the male side. These are our rules! Please note.. these are all numbered "1" ON PURPOSE!<br /><br />1. Men are NOT mind readers.<br /><br />1. Shopping is NOT a sport. And no, we are never going to think of it that way.<br /><br />1. Crying is blackmail.<br /><br />1. Ask for what you want. Let us be clear on this one: Subtle hints do not work! Strong hints do not work! Obvious hints do not work! Just say it!<br /><br />1. Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.<br /><br />1. Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.<br /><br />1. A headache that lasts for 17 months is a Problem.<br /> See a doctor.<br /><br />1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument. In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 Days.<br /><br />1. If you won't dress like the Victoria 's Secret girls, don't expect us to act like soap opera guys.<br /><br />1. If you think you're fat, you probably are. Don't ask us.<br /><br />1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one.<br /><br />1. You can either ask us to do something Or tell us how you want it done. Not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.<br /><br />1. Whenever possible, Please say whatever you have to say during commercials.<br /><br />1. Christopher Columbus did NOT need directions and neither do we.<br /><br />1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings. Peach, for example, is a fruit, not A color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.<br /><br />1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," We will act like nothing's wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.<br /><br />1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, Expect an answer you don't want to hear.<br /><br />1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear is fine. Really.<br /><br />1. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as CRICKET, the shotgun formation, or golf.<br /><br />1. You have enough clothes.<br /><br />1. You have too many shoes.<br /><br />1. I am in shape. Round IS a shape!<br /><br />In the end it said<br /><br />1. Thank you for reading this.. Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight;<br /><br />1. But did you know men really don't mind that? It's like camping.<br /><br />1. All points are marked as point no. (1), becoz all points are equally Important. There is nothing as More Important or less Important. :D<br /><br />P.S : This one is forwarded mail....but that doesn't mean I don't agree with it :D<div class="blogger-post-footer">huh!</div>Anuraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02807534323931479616noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601001319759933431.post-80065896718783852032009-06-17T16:41:00.009+05:302009-06-18T10:30:45.506+05:3055 Fiction:-> Part 4<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1kh5r4KbIpvCbcHmUPDUf4-q5_M5FvNRrVN6hSIM1l3FHymNxIu9wfqNA1L7611dD0z6330nw2Ckh1pZiEVXUqAPFchoO56XKGrdThQYBswaX46hncXWnk3eLgUg1DvD5BKsaBywGUeDn/s1600-h/break_up__by_lepavage.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348253840431745698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1kh5r4KbIpvCbcHmUPDUf4-q5_M5FvNRrVN6hSIM1l3FHymNxIu9wfqNA1L7611dD0z6330nw2Ckh1pZiEVXUqAPFchoO56XKGrdThQYBswaX46hncXWnk3eLgUg1DvD5BKsaBywGUeDn/s400/break_up__by_lepavage.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />She fell on his arms after having the best sex of her life. It was her first after all<br /><br /><span >"I hope you remember this night."</span><br /><br /><em><span >"I will Michael. But I am gonna miss you."</span></em><br /><br /><span >"It is not in my hands honey."</span><br /><br />He bid her goodbye as they parted ways.<br /><br />Her marriage was day after tomorrow.<div class="blogger-post-footer">huh!</div>Anuraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02807534323931479616noreply@blogger.com8