<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260</id><updated>2011-11-28T04:53:12.726+05:30</updated><category term='time pass'/><category term='natural resources'/><category term='movies'/><category term='cricket'/><category term='ads'/><category term='paulo coelho'/><category term='nature'/><category term='beaches'/><category term='PICTURE POST'/><category term='danny boyle'/><category term='stupidity'/><category term='travelogue'/><category term='mediocrity'/><category term='abstract theories'/><category term='perception'/><category term='communalism'/><category term='authors'/><category term='racial'/><category 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-5189584352942591552</id><published>2009-04-11T13:58:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-11T15:14:25.714+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kerala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abstract theories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illiteracy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unemployment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abundance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human capital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natural resources'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scarcity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literacy'/><title type='text'>God,Grant me a wish - Take everything away !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SeBcV2wX5KI/AAAAAAAAAOw/z6q5OG3Ua0o/s1600-h/paradox.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SeBcV2wX5KI/AAAAAAAAAOw/z6q5OG3Ua0o/s200/paradox.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323356290097341602" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom: .0001pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I guess a week is over since I have been languishing in the bountiful lap of nature in Kerala and as I say it is one place that is disturbingly peaceful. You start so much of introspection that it gets to you after a certain point of time. Such is the peace here. The other day I was travelling in the bus when this thought of the ever clichéd unemployment aspect of the state stuck me. Kerala is notoriously famous for its high literacy rate (that is a farce anyways) and the unemployment despite the literacy. Gazing through all the natural bountifulness of the state one thing struck me, when I saw a couple of young guys sitting under a tree and smoking away their beedis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom: .0001pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;It is said that necessity is the mother of all i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SeBcWT9LM9I/AAAAAAAAAPA/FXAUuie20Do/s200/upload+(13).JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323356297935664082" /&gt;nvention(there is something about all these adages, they might be clichéd but carry a certain level of truth).So that translates into the fact that if there is no necessity there will not be any forward thinking because one is comfortable in his/her own cocoon. Three things that stand out about Kerala any day would be the fish, rain and rice. If there is ever a word association exercise with Kerala these three would be the front runners I guess along with Strikes, communism and coconut probably. Now let’s look at the ideal Kerala family setting and I am not talking about the Kerala in cities(if there is any) where people haven’t seen a well. I am talking about the agrarian Kerala. Each home will have a comfortable number of coconut trees, banana trees, a well and rice would be their staple food any day along with fish. Even if they don’t work they can sell the coconuts, use coir, get coconut oil for normal chores, bananas for nutrition, rain is plenty in Kerala and hence the constant availability of water added with not that depleted water table. The land is fertile and hence there will be enough demand for land based factor work .Hence there is never a scarcity. Everything is readily available.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom: .0001pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Everyone knows the story of Japanese resurgence after the world war when it was battling a tattered economy and lack of any natural resources. Let’s think of Indian states itself .Tamil Nadu, Gujarat, Maharashtra, Punjab etc .None of them are as blessed as Kerala, but then that constraint has allowed them to utilize each and every resource very well and utilize their human capital which harvests the natural resources than simply pluck the natural resources .Constraints are needed to perform at optimal level, the absence of which leads to under-utilization and below average capacity performance as there is no initiative to perform or let’s say perform that extra bit, same holds true for any aspect of life. Constraints have to be used not avoided.                                                                                                              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SeBcWNM6kpI/AAAAAAAAAO4/D3V98ciuWtQ/s200/DSC03321.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323356296122634898" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom: .0001pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Your environment makes you and hence when you have a tailor made environment, you never are motivated enough to look beyond the regular sources because the regular sources are a plenty. The peaceful environment makes one timid all the more and un- rebellious. The problem or the paradox is not that they are not using resources but using it all too often and at a pretty sustainable rate and to top all of that a communist ruled state .Ideal settings for the lackadaisical. It is not the problem of scarcity of resources but a paradox of a complete set of resources that curbs the man’s nomadic tendency to explore further. The irony of being blessed by all means and not having to struggle. Same goes for its twin sister West Bengal. Absolutely same microcosm .This my friends is the paradox of abundance .Survival might be guaranteed by natural resources but not prosperity, prosperity can be guaranteed only if there is proper human capital and technology involved with or without nature .When you stop resisting a major factor you tend to get shaped by that factor .So it’s not a surprising fact that people in Kerala have become complacent, comforting, unproductive, undemanding and over and above idle. If an idle mind is a devils workshop then it’s the ultimate parody that this place be called gods own country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-5189584352942591552?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5189584352942591552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=5189584352942591552' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/5189584352942591552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/5189584352942591552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/godgrant-me-wish-take-everything-away.html' title='God,Grant me a wish - Take everything away !!'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SeBcV2wX5KI/AAAAAAAAAOw/z6q5OG3Ua0o/s72-c/paradox.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-6905858629485907172</id><published>2009-04-02T11:12:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-03T14:45:50.213+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perception'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bias humanbehavior perception racial blackwhite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanbehavior'/><title type='text'>My friend - Rich, fair and famous!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SdSdKM-nxGI/AAAAAAAAAOg/bIW1R8zhy1Q/s200/Bias+(1).jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 145px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320049858439529570" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom: .0001pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom: .0001pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This one was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;broiling in there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; for a long time. We all have an inherent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; bias in each and everyone of us no matter how unbiased we would like the others to perceive us. There is a side to us, dark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;they say, that everyone tries not to project, tries to ecl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;ipse it with some façade.But how realistic is this build up is an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;other matter of contention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom: .0001pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Isnt it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;true that we still are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; discriminating when it comes to black or white?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; Boy or Girl?Hindu or Muslim?Many of us will not agree but we are still biased towards white is beautiful and black is ummm,well, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;not that beautiful and that goes even for people of the black skin or brown or leathered or tanned or dus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;ky or whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;This practice is very evident in hiring proceses,selection let it be in reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; tv shows or anything in general. But none wants to accept that. We fit in euphemisms to satiate our bias,dusky for black for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; example.Presentable for good looking.How can I forget the lovely matrimonial ads that straight aw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;ay shoot off by saying that “looking for a bride who is fair,good looking and tall”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SdSePWsDbUI/AAAAAAAAAOo/q5HsYFhbpJs/s200/bias.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 101px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320051046456978754" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom: .0001pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;How many times have we cracked that odd joke on Mallus(Hey,ask me how many I have heard and I love em!),sardars,north eastern brandished as chinkis to name a few.We just see a person and snap! We form an impression .Bias too.Well the point is that its not something to be ashamed off.Greatness,(well not exactly greatness because that would mean I am great)lies in accepting the penchant and working thereof.How many times have we laughed on the accent of certain people when ours itself is a far cry from perfect?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom: .0001pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;The point is that we have differentiated and selected all through out our life.Even our own set of friends too. Haven’t there been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;enough instances when we have wanted to friend a person of the other sex because she /he happens to be cool and sexy and hot and handsome and all that.I don’t know how many of you will agree but I have.We all have and then we justify it by saying that we were never thinking on those lines and that you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;are un-corrupt and have friended a person because of the good heart he or she had and nothing else.Bullshit.From my personal experience,I have seen several instances when a baby is called ‘oh cho cute’ and the only reason I can attribute to it is his or her color or because of the little Adidas slipper he/she is wearing that cost Rs999.I atleast am free of that bias.I don’t like or rather am disinterested towards kids in general(not that all of you who like them are paedophiles).Most of us(men) would be more than willing to help a hot girl,or any girl for that matter rather than an old woman.In a household tussle it is taken granted that it is the male who is defector(The Ghanti Bajaao campaign for instance).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom: .0001pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Time to be practical now.Can we do away with the bias and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;be open minded and profess our equality in the real manner?No we cant.It is an inbuilt mechanism and this will never go off.We will always be biased.Yeah! you read it right! The difference lies if we realize it or not,acknowledge or not.Each and everyone of us is biased deep inside us,most of us are pretty evident too.Everyone wants to be associated with a certain set of sets.There will always be bias regarding rich poor,white black,hot or not,young old.It is the biases,prejudices and habits that make a person,that decides the level of variability in a person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom: .0001pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Duck it or face it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-6905858629485907172?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6905858629485907172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=6905858629485907172' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/6905858629485907172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/6905858629485907172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-one-was-broiling-in-there-for-long.html' title='My friend - Rich, fair and famous!!'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SdSdKM-nxGI/AAAAAAAAAOg/bIW1R8zhy1Q/s72-c/Bias+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-3724669198804861676</id><published>2009-03-06T11:44:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-06T15:20:48.968+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mediocrity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='independence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rebel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crowd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='belief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdomofthecrowd'/><title type='text'>Mirror Mirror on the wall.Who's the wisest of them all?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SbC_yjqgdiI/AAAAAAAAAOA/4UArqXKV3WE/s1600-h/WISDOM+OF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SbC_yjqgdiI/AAAAAAAAAOA/4UArqXKV3WE/s200/WISDOM+OF.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309954835957708322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 55px; font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="line-height: 13px; font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Whether&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;you believe you can or not- you are right - Henry Ford.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;-webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Second of my posts on why you should never just write down and believe whatever is taught to you downright.The first one being the one on atheism.Todays concept that I don&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;mso-ascii-font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;mso-hansi-font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;-webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;t affirm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;is WISDOM OF THE CROWD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;-webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;WISDOM OF THE CROWD says that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;mso-ascii-font-family:-webkit-sans-serif; mso-hansi-font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; -webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;The aggregation of information in groups, resulting in decisions are often better than could have been made by any single member of the group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; mso-ascii-font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;mso-hansi- font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;-webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;-webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;There is an interesting book on it too by James Surowiecki by the same name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;-webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Now lets clarify this in the beginning itself.I believe that all generalizations are false.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;-webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Wisdom of the crowd according to me is nothing but orchestration of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;individual opinions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;-webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Now,What makes a crowd,the people in it.That means that the individual person in a group is the pivotal fragment of the final outcome that is arrived as a group.That the group thrives on nothing but individual independent deduction of the problem statement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;-webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;One of the pre requisite of the wisdom of the crowd is the independence of those who are surveyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;-webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;This itself according to me is the maj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 13px; font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;or pitfall of the wisdom of the crowd.In the end ,the bottom line is that eventhough it is called the wisdom of the crowd,it is necessary for it to have people who do not get influenced by each other and take independent decisions.apply this to real life situations .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;-webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;-webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;A million experiments might prove that the wisdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;-webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; of the crowd is far more accurate than the individual opinion.Like the one we had been subjected to in a class of 60,where we were asked to gauge the width of a remote control and the average of the group was more closer than the random three people who were picked.But something that the experiment failed to point out was, what about the few handful of people who have it answered more closer than the so called wisdom of the crowd?Exception but not a rule,one might say.But isn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; mso-ascii-font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;mso-hansi- font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;-webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;t it true that the people who are exceptions and lie outside the normal bell curve are the people who will be more effective and influence every one more than anyone else who depend upon the whims of others,who are tied to please others and not themselves and in the process deny themselves the right to love themselves by not doing what they want,who do not love them enough.Those who love themselves are the OUTLIERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;-webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Does wisdom of crowd hold true in a dynamic and changing environment?The answer is No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;-webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;And lets consider that wisdom of the crowd is indeed wise.so?what is wise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;-webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Something that tells one that the correct answer is this and it is the safest answer.where you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;will be guaranteed a positive result.BORING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;-webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I would much rather prefer an answer where not pre determined and is risky.Feel the adrenaline blow up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;all along in those crucial moments and shout out loud that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; mso-ascii-font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;mso-hansi- font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;-webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I knew I was right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;mso-ascii-font-family:-webkit-sans-serif; mso-hansi-font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; -webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;,than having the herd menatality(clichéd but true).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;-webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SbC__zJmqqI/AAAAAAAAAOI/3ZP9s2FExCo/s200/WISDOM.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 138px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309955063452969634" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;-webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I have always been a strong advocate of taking your own decisions and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;if I apply WotC,it would mean that the people around me,the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;mso-ascii-font-family:-webkit-sans-serif; mso-hansi-font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; -webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;crowd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; mso-ascii-font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;mso-hansi- font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;-webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; is more wise than me.Come again?Absolute crass.If you think that people around you can take decisions on you much better than yourself then you,my friend,suffer from a grave disease that I will mention in capitals later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;-webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;By the way,Ever felt the exhilaration when you have gone against a crowd of thoughts,contemplations and deliberations?Ever felt the urge to prove them, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; mso-ascii-font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;mso-hansi- font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;-webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;the crowd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;mso-ascii-font-family:-webkit-sans-serif; mso-hansi-font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; -webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; wrong?To prove that what you do is the best for you and none can judge you better than yourself?The sensation of emptiness in your stomach that is dug in by the fear of failure and the anxiety of triumph or the feeling of being up there resting in the bed of roses after traversing through the path of thorns?Proving everyone else wrong and succeeding where people vanquished enough acquiesce &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; mso-ascii-font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;mso-hansi- font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;‘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;-webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I was wrong and you were right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; mso-ascii-font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;mso-hansi- font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;-webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;.The collection of all those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;mso-ascii-font-family:-webkit-sans-serif; mso-hansi-font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; -webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;s is what formed the crowd earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;-webkit-sans-serif&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;How many times have you gone against your gut feeling to please people and be less effective and satisfied in the process?loved yourself less at the cost of pleasing others?That is what leads to the most epidemic disease in human beings that makes their life not worth savoring .An Epidemic called MEDIOCRITY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-3724669198804861676?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3724669198804861676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=3724669198804861676' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/3724669198804861676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/3724669198804861676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/mirror-on-wallwhos-wisest-of-them-all.html' title='Mirror Mirror on the wall.Who&apos;s the wisest of them all?'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SbC_yjqgdiI/AAAAAAAAAOA/4UArqXKV3WE/s72-c/WISDOM+OF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-6093805591554811780</id><published>2009-02-28T23:49:00.013+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-02T23:01:52.984+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atheism belief ideals religion freedom liberty choice rationality blindness god'/><title type='text'>KNOCK KNOCK.Whos That?GOD.God Who?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SawXgjFW6WI/AAAAAAAAAN4/8qti2BkAt4Q/s1600-h/atheism.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 81px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SawXgjFW6WI/AAAAAAAAAN4/8qti2BkAt4Q/s200/atheism.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308643908703938914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;How often have we heard our parents and grand parents advise us the virtues of thinking good and emulate the same inorder to gratify the gods and reserve a seat in the bus to heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;We all grew up listening to fairy enchanting stories of multi ambidextrous gods or godesses who stamp evil with justice and goodness.A pattern has been imprinted to accept whatever is being served by our environment.External or Internal alike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Society forms the external environment and sets the framework within which we are supposed to function and we have our parents,grand parents,teachers and others forming our internal environment.The gushing streams of beliefs from the latter seem to be more rigid that we are not encouraged to question.EVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;No son you dont ask such a question.Never ask such a question.Dont talk rubbish.I am never going to hear all this from you again ok?Yea mamma..Yes paapa.But why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WHY was never entertained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It is an interesting and demonstrable fact, that all children are atheists and were religion not included into their minds,they would remain so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Well what is religion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A group of people forming an association having sharing thoughts and beliefs and evolve some commonality.Churches were the first facebooks and orkuts that existed.However over a period of time as they say they transformed from a cabal to a influential coterie,power held firmly within few.ABSOLUTE power.COERCIVE power.and as they say power corrupts.They took on to become the torchbearers of each sect and then started the missionaries and their travails.(TIP OF THE DAY - Google Missionary Position)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;With only one rule - no questions.Just blind acceptance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I Believe,the only purpose that god and religion serve are to pass on a message in a form of a parable.Unfortunately it has also transited into pulverizing opposite ideals without giving a fair hearing.Unveiling the greatest innovation of all time.Religion.The process that starts from concoting terribly simple parables that require creativity and are segmented,targeted and positioned very precisely to each age group.Commercialized through scriptures and books.Here commercialisation is not pecuniary(Debatable as always) but a great market share of blind followers.Process of idolizing the natural forces into gods having human like shapes to make empathy possible among the followers was another beautiful creative spark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; 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  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:formulas&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;v:path extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" connecttype="rect"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:lock ext="edit" aspectratio="t"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:lock&gt;&lt;/v:path&gt;&lt;/v:stroke&gt;&lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;v:shape id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307962152127708802" spid="_x0000_i1026" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SamrdF7KPoI/AAAAAAAAANw/ofLFXOdIOrg/s200/new.jpg" style="width:143.25pt;height:149.25pt;visibility:visible;mso-wrap-style:square"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\Users\ARUNRA~1\AppData\Local\Temp\msohtmlclip1\01\clip_image001.jpg" title="new"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/v:imagedata&gt;&lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Now I am not critical of the 99 % who believe in God.I dare not be.Because that goes against the principle of liberty and freedom of choice that atheism solicits but the fact of accepting everything as it was passed is something that is unnaceptable and is something like the chinese whisper.Bow your head,accept and pass on believing it to be true.Naa it doesnt work that way.It shouldnt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Majority behold atheism as a revulsive, 'trying to be different' group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Well.Myriad great &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;&lt;v:shape id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307960887826713410" spid="_x0000_i1025" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SamqTgCUC0I/AAAAAAAAANo/TL0jrqOZt64/s200/ath.gif" style="width:113.25pt;height:149.25pt;visibility:visible;mso-wrap-style:square"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\Users\ARUNRA~1\AppData\Local\Temp\msohtmlclip1\01\clip_image002.png" title="ath"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/v:imagedata&gt;&lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;people who have influenced our lives have been atheists or let me be a little more bold and say Darers(Uh,is there a word like that?Well anyways you got what I want to say).Alert,I dont mean that conformists have been doing nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;All thinking men are atheists said Ernest Hemingway.Well I am not an enthusiast of generalisations but still atheism and genius do have some positive correlation for sure.Thomas Jefferson,Sigmund Freud,Benjamin Franklin,George Washington,Abraham Lincoln,Roosevelt,Karl Marx,Ayn Rand,Aristotle,Albert Einstein,Thomas Edison,Galeilio,Stephen Hawking and oodles of others among the distinguished lot.Well,wonder what they would have been known for if they had limited themselves by the society,the church and other religious institutions.Wonder where we would have been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lets have two famous quotes now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lighthouses are more helpful then churches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; — &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Benjamin Franklin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The church says the earth is flat, but I know that it is round, for I have seen the shadow on the moon, and I have more faith in a shadow than in the church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;— &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ferdinand Magellan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;However I think that people have been too tough on christianity as such because of its much more traceable roots.The church has become a generic to fallacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Religion is good if it is kept simple,infact thats a common rule.An open house to discuss common problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Personally,I am of the point of view that religion and god were created because of the human inclination to believe in hierarchy and the comforting factor that there is someone who is watching you all the time and will be there for you if you call him/her earnestly.This soothes the fear in the human mind.FEAR.The cardinal ominous antecedent on which all hopes and beliefs are built upon.Human mind has always gravitated towards safety and security.What better manifestations than God and Religion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Todays world is circumscribed by expectations,competition and misery that it becomes all the more essential for people to blame it on circumstances and fate and thus resign to the fact that everything was according to the eternal plan.But then todays world has also made people ask as to why there is so much misery if the god stood for goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;''Brave New World'' sums it up aptly -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"chastity means passion, chastity means neurasthenia. And passion and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;neurasthenia mean instability. And instability means the end of civilization. You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;can't have a lasting civilization without plenty of pleasant vices."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hence the need to go through the path of least resistance.Hence the vice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;GOD BLESS YOU ALL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-6093805591554811780?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6093805591554811780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=6093805591554811780' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/6093805591554811780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/6093805591554811780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/knock-knockwhos-thatgodgod-who.html' title='KNOCK KNOCK.Whos That?GOD.God Who?'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SawXgjFW6WI/AAAAAAAAAN4/8qti2BkAt4Q/s72-c/atheism.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-3668028443465811742</id><published>2009-02-02T02:35:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-05T14:34:46.721+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='overrated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slumdog millionaire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='danny boyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oscars'/><title type='text'>NAMASTAY -  WELCOME TO INDEEYA !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://vjmorton.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/slumdogmillionaire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 321px;" src="http://vjmorton.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/slumdogmillionaire.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);  line-height: 18px; font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;WHY IS SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE SO POPULAR?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;a) its Fantastic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;b) its in Oscars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;c) its uncool to be not liking the movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;d) its Overrated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;''Namastay''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Welcome to the world where people are dying to get associated with Brand India.Brad pitt,Angelina Jolie,Britney,Maddona,Liz Hurley (cant remember m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ore..thank god for GOOGLE)and now annex the name of  Danny 'Trainspotting' Boyle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Well the whole big round world is going gaga over the au courant sensation The ''Slumdog Miilliionaire''..Jamaal Malik has mesmerized each and every assemblage who have seen it .Well  I saw it too..and long back ..ya you guessed it right(you didnt?)..on a Pirated dvd print(what?you dont believe in piracy?too bad)..without a hint of feeling guilt for the piracy , i was also impressed by the movie..when there was no banter about the movie that time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;but all of a sudden ..GUSH..The floodgates of Luck flowed in..the movie slowly rose level by level as Jamaal malik and was  inundated with awards and more importantly critics appreciation(An Oxymoron) all over..The list seemed boundless one after the other..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;10 nominations in the Oscars(hmm..impressive)..then the American  Cinema Editors,USA(nice)..BAFTA Awards(ohhk!)..Austin film festival(Austin what?),Black &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);   line-height: 17px; font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Reel awards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SY4qls-93cI/AAAAAAAAAM4/6sM8FGJhbi4/s200/snip.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 178px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300220638680440258" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;(let me google what it is),Boston Society Of Film Critics Awards(forget it) and many others that google served me when I typed 'Slumdog Millionaire' and it swamped me with 11,900,000 and awards that one has never heard..its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;almost as if awarding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;SDM(the name is dog..slumdog..well..too long!)) is the best way to advetise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;your 'street and club' award organisation..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What were the aspects that according to people made it the pride of every Indian ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Fantastic theme.India at the core.An Angrez director who was behind movies likeTrainspotting.English production house.Cinematography.Inspirography(Bad joke) and all the cinema jargons the human mind can surmise of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;All the perfect ingredients were concocted or rather  beguiled by the appreciation wave and there rose your cliched Phoenix out of the ashes.To enhance the Indian aura around the world audience and get appreciation from audiences trans border.People appreciating the real India,Indeeya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Well what is so great about the movie escapes my attention.Movie on a novel adaptation(That would make it unoriginal or lets say 'inspired').Totally bollywoodized with Latika (would make it Normal).Guy going around for the girl whom he met when she was a child(Ubitquitous bollywood optimism ).The last few scenes of the movie,the drive from the villains house,the phone a friend option and the prima donna who is stuck in traffic  and then the Usain Bolt akin marathon(well i appreciate the fact that you would have understood it but then , for the records,Oxymoron again!) to attend the call.and Jamaal Malik becomes a Millionaire(Alls well that e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;nds well)!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Dont really know why there is so much of hoopla around the movie.Either I must be a real bad critic or  real bad art appreciaiting person.Well I am confident about myself for sure and I know that I did like the movie and even watched it twice or thrice but really dont know if it actually deserves so much of appreciation to an extent that it becomes Overrated,Over exaggerated,Over promoted,Over ballyhooed and Over (_________,fill in whatever you want,Orgasmic is what I thought but then it aint fittin.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Before you  castigate me with the denunciation of Unpatriotism,Over criticism,Jealousy,Jaundiced and all the sins intimated in the Bible and whatever is bound out of the limit of my verbal mind,well , I am not of the same group that criticises the movie on the base that it has shown poverty stricken naked slums of mumbai(as some 6ft 1'' personality had condemned ,I have made some enemies again!).Or the  network of begging mafia.Or whatever baloney people have come out with(Making hay while the sun shines).Well ,Poverty,Begging Mafia etc is common.who would deny that such a thing doesnt exist in india.Its out there and its shown,but then , using it in a movie aint unique..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i am just of the slant that agreed its a good movie but certainly overrated,overhyped and all the stuff that I had mentioned a few lines earlier(getting sick of criticising it) .C'mon there have been much better movies than it this year.Yeah..I agree even some of the totally 100 % hollywood movies are overrated.Take the case of ''The curious case of Benjamin Franklin''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;(Oh!Its Benjamin Button).Well I liked the movie till it was playing(again on a pirated CD) and when it came to an end it left me curious about Benjamin Button.Well I did not have a clue exactly  about the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Coming back to SDM.The scene after which these brothers fall of the train and find Agra and all of a sudden lo!! they speak English!!Then its followed by another set of believable(use antonym) happenings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I guess we are just getting overreactive and getting carried away ..Well nothing bad in it as long as we realise that we are gettin carried away..what?I dont know what the previous line was..see..Atleast I am honest that I dint know..but people are not..half of the people are praising it just because it  got nominated for the oscars and a quarter of people believe it would be uncool to say that they dint like the movie and another one quarter just believe that its Indian and hence appreciable whether or not it actually deserves it or not and another quarter honestly believe its a good movie..well i know the math doesnt tally but then again..what the hell..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I HAVE LOST IT.I AM BORED!! THANKS FOR NOT READING ANYTHING IN BETWEEN AND COMING STRAIGHT OVER TO THIS LINE.HIGHLY APPRECIATED.Because I knew that you people would do that.Let me end it with my honest apologies to none and a sincere appreciation of the wonderful music that AR Rahman has showcased to the world and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; given some leverage to the one of the most Overrated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;120 minutes of the modern times..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://edbatista.typepad.com/edbatista/images/2006/06/Overrated.gif" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 194px; height: 211px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;d)its OverRated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 13.6pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); 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ME Christian!You Muslim!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SRTBho5ThyI/AAAAAAAAAJI/-XAapWmSq1E/s1600-h/indian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SRTBho5ThyI/AAAAAAAAAJI/-XAapWmSq1E/s320/indian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266046647960569634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Its sad that you people misinterpret the only book that you have read.'&lt;br /&gt;Leonardo di caprio to fanatics who claim to be following Allahs messages ,From the movie 'Body of lies'&lt;br /&gt;NOW READ THIS -&lt;br /&gt;"Its not that the question relates to wiping out of hindus from the state but the fact of the matter is that we are against conversion of religion because we consider this as a step against our god given identity" said some CMP activist after I was on my way back home after seeing the latest bond flick Quantum Of Solace.For those who dont know what CMP is .Well I dont think it is that important or worth mentioning ..they call themselves Communist Marxist Party which is a local party in Kerala extending its support to the Indian National Congress govt in Kerala(Where else?Gods own political country!).&lt;br /&gt;I just wish my dad wasnt there with me as I would have got down and asked 'Miss GSR(God Sent Representative).could you please tell me what religion god wanted me to be in.?"Why is it such a hard question ?Because my dad is a muslim and my mom a hindu.Answer Miss.GSR?&lt;br /&gt;what is the religion that i am supposed to follow?what religion did god bestow me with?&lt;br /&gt;Well the debate was about religious conversion because of which we have just witnessed the so called  secular nation being put to utter shame by what has happened in Orissa and is fast spreading on like an uncontrollable hysteria and the all the involved parties blazing all guns against each other and calling the others 'blasphemous' .referring to the Orissas,Gujarats and the myriad other havens of discrimnate politics of course.&lt;br /&gt;Orissan govt approves of the religious conversion act of 1967 which states that religious conversion is perfectly fine as long as its not forceful or through ways of coercion.Now our Hindu brothers are scared that Christians are converting underprivliged people in orssa and all over by enticing them financially and making use of their illiteracy .Now, would nt we all like to know why there is this ILLITERACY and POVERTY that has led the people to convert into other religions?&lt;br /&gt;well these underpriviliged are mostly DALITS. A class of people who are ousted from the hindu society.Not allowed to pray to the same god that created them by barring entry in temples.Not allowed to walk before a HIGH class brahmin.Secluded Segregated and Discriminated ruthlessly as if they were not of the same skin and the same cubits of length..Exploited and violated all through out..where human rights are a mere mockery and a book that will never be flipped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw Graham staines along with his ten year old and six year old sons Timothy and Philips being mercilessly torched in their station wagon.Why?Because they (of course the god damn fairies and groups)thought that they were spreading christianity by providing support and shelter to the dalits and wanted to oust hinduism from the place and what were the supposedly HINDU organisations doing before that?NOTHING.Dalits were the untouchables who were confined to a 'mochi'(the humble cobbler) status only ,the maximum they could strive for.&lt;br /&gt;Well if you dont want the christian missionaries exalting the dalit status and help them then 'JUST DO IT'(sounds familiar) yourslelf!Dalits have been treated since ages like this and the spirit of hindus (or more appropriately of the caretakers) ignite only when they realise that some foreign missionary is coming and helping out the deprived,may be with the intention to convert them,but then what the heck?provide the underpriviliged a better status and stop treating them as sheeps and dogs then.Even they get treated better.Make them feel a part of the HINDU society rather than a lower step to the upper echelons of the brahmins and the purohits and the other touchable  bodies.&lt;br /&gt;We have seen the Graham staines episode,followed by merciless incendiary events that tore the state apart and with it the fundamentals of the secular state philosophy of the Indian constitution.It was followed by the burning of innocent people,raping of nuns,killing of Swami lakshmananda,who was a VHP leader along with 3 others.followed by the never forgiving thirst for revenge and disrupting of christmas celebrations and a lot of fatal exchanges of vendetta and the same old eye for an eye ,tooth for a tooth.&lt;br /&gt;Such a shame! that ought to have left an indelible conspicuous scar on the face of Indian secularism model in front of the world.&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to the question Miss GSR put.I would ask, where is the liberty?humans created religion on the basis of common bonding and beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;Wats wrong in conversion?&lt;br /&gt;Arent we all in the end praying to the same gods that created YOU and ME?&lt;br /&gt;What if I find one religion more appealing than the other because I am not restricted with jargons that a brahmin would throw up at me in sanskrit.&lt;br /&gt;Why shouldnt I want a religion that would teach me in the language I speak?&lt;br /&gt;whats wrong if I start following that religion to learn the same thing that my religion failed to teach me?&lt;br /&gt;and now ..whats wrong if I can find it economically viable to leave my religion and join the other group?&lt;br /&gt;If my religion(Read- caretakers) is so concerned, why doesnt it alleviate my condition?&lt;br /&gt;why cant the people to the CREED I belong empathize and help me get out of a situation where neither do i have an identity nor money to survive for a bare day with just one full meal for the family?&lt;br /&gt;whats the use if I am not recognised for what I am but under what tag I was born as?&lt;br /&gt;worsening the fact is that i ll have to go to the same people who treat me worse than a dog and earn my bread crumbs from them and have no other go.Now wouldnt I be tempted to leave that creed even if someone just gives me an incentive that they would treat me like a human being,poor i may be,but a respectable human being nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;High time that we all rise up against this petty game of politics.Corrupt unforgiving bad lowly depth of hunger for power .When will we learn?When will we actually implement the words of the holy pages that have been looked over and translated to suit ones views?&lt;br /&gt;And you know what the sad part of all of this is?The most devastating truth ?The inconvinient one?That people like YOU and ME are sitting on our couches ,sippin coke(sounds cool?)and surfing through facebook or orkut,just remmener all these issues once ina whatever moon(you get the damn idea right?) and forget it the next day.THOUGHT.SLEPT.FORGOT.We know what needs to be done but we dont have the will to enact it and blame the whole world.I just hope that I stand out against all this sometime for sure.If not now.probably I am gutless,powerless now but time shall come ,I swear.Thats the only consolation.So should YOU..So should WE..&lt;br /&gt;If u have varied thoughts and think that u can screw me over..comment!!and if YOU agree with me then too COMMENT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:please dont bother to comment if you havent read and pass comments like 'well written' and ' keep up the good work','i like your work' and all that bullshit,what I call as 'i gave ur blog a hit and posted a comment now comment on mine too' syndrome!!and another point is that I personally dont believe in religions but dont condemn them either and my constant refernce to brahmins or anyother sect isnt meant to be provocative to anyone,just examples meant to relate day to day activities,if anyone does get wild at it then I have to tell them that people ,even I am a brahmin.Thats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-891138254392335357?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/891138254392335357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=891138254392335357' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/891138254392335357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/891138254392335357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-hindu-me-christianyou-muslim.html' title='You Hindu! ME Christian!You Muslim!'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SRTBho5ThyI/AAAAAAAAAJI/-XAapWmSq1E/s72-c/indian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-5143132318906768329</id><published>2008-08-02T00:23:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:08.714+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time pass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>tIme TIme..nevER leT IT go..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SJNvNXcRLVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/yCieS-5lygE/s1600-h/wolfmother-ipod-guitar-smash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SJNvNXcRLVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/yCieS-5lygE/s320/wolfmother-ipod-guitar-smash.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229645867728842066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;Night 12 23 and I just came from outside and today I have confirmed what I always hated.These two things piss me off no matter with whom it is concerned and anyone reading this blog and knows me, better understand that they restrict from both of them.These two things are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;1.Making me wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;2.Making me waste time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;I hate these from the corest of cores of my upper left side organ called the heart.They turn me off instantly and I am already in the worst of moods today .I got amazingly pissed off when I wasted like 2 hours at a mall here like a jackass.Supposed to go for a movie today and as soon as everyone reached forum ,everyone split up and went gaga over the discounts flinged by UCB and Tommy and the gals,well they led the way for that.Not their fault too but then I was in such a magnanimous bad mood that I felt as  if everything was just swirling and twitching against me.I hate it when people just aimlessly wander without a certain plan and folks it wasnt even a saturday.Its a friday.A damn weekday.Proper weekend is yet to come.Shit man!Today was easily one of the most 'I AM PISSED' days.Some days are just there when u know that everything is gona go bad .When you know that cows will fly and shit on your head.Today was just that day .Right from the start when I missed the first two  hours of the class and missed my marketing exam too.Continued when I ws told that we ll be going out for a movie by 2 and actually started moving only by 3.Waste of  holy precious devillish time again.Reached the mall and again wandering like nomads for a couple of hours with one group splitting here and one there and a pissed me wanting to show my finger to everyone.I might be over reacting but then today was just like that.I guess I even  dint react to my friends properly ,felt bad but then ,what the hell?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;Shit man.In the end I find the whole day funny.Seriously.Such a fuck up today was.and thats the first time I am using an expletive in the blog but then what the..My blog, my fuckin wish.Right now a LIFEHOUSE song is  placating me and I do wish that it continously does so or else I ll go bonkers and probably do some crazy shit like throwin up the laptop against a wall as a measure of stress relief but then I aint any rockstar and neither do I own Indias biggest software company or even the smallest for that matter.So I withdraw from doing that. Playing 'I wanna be a rockstar' by Nickelback. Good sense prevails,I refrain from any destructive purpose.Man I wish I could sabotage an entire building too like the way they do in Brad Pitt starrer  'FIGHTCLUB'.The hindi version was such a shame man!!And if anyone reading this blog and liked the hindi version,dude,stay back cos I am being ultra discriminatory and telling you that,You are not welcome!!Go ahead charge me of discrimination for hvaing ni brains and sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;I was waiting to write something for a month but then could not do so because of the 'B school' routine .And see i just felt like tearing everything apart and writing this and words are flowing.Poets earlier used to have LSD so that they could see the world in slow motion and write the lines for their art.Thats because after you have LSD the world seems to slowdown.People say so.I can guess that it must be pretty much true too.Right now I am in that position ,its just flowing.Even got late to college at night and came through a different secret route to avoid putting my name on the late list to be scrutinised by someone concerned later.Neither do I care.People.LIFEHOUSE is an excellent band man!!Kickass songs!Depressing songs actually..Bloody depressing!!Actually nice songs but then 'missing you; kind of songs..Come to senses Arun!!I am totally messed up and confused today but I dont know how to explain a strange feeling of satisfaction and  kind of serenity coming over me.I guess this is the lowest I can sink in when bad mood is concerned and happy that whatever happens will be better than what has already happened.Man,me and my optimism!!I am really dreaming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;Something else that put me off are friends those who dont reciprocate any calls or messages when you take the pain to move your ass and ask how they are.This goes especially to my al azhar friends who have been the biggest turn off s I have ever felt.Screw you all.For those who dont know what Al azhar is,dont  mind to ask too.u wont lose ur life if you dont know that nor is the world coming down .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;I guess I will just withdraw right now and have a nap.Man I have wasted the whole day!!Never gona happen again.Wanna watch a movie too but then again I will not be able to wake up tomorrow at time and I have to get up early tomorrow.A challenge to myself.Good day to me ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-5143132318906768329?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5143132318906768329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=5143132318906768329' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/5143132318906768329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/5143132318906768329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/time-timenever-let-it-go.html' title='tIme TIme..nevER leT IT go..'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SJNvNXcRLVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/yCieS-5lygE/s72-c/wolfmother-ipod-guitar-smash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-1098363171922259535</id><published>2008-05-18T11:56:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:09.245+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current issues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Number Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SC_d8cBfLBI/AAAAAAAAAIY/4FDmwjvavWM/s1600-h/guilt.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201620125020531730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SC_d8cBfLBI/AAAAAAAAAIY/4FDmwjvavWM/s320/guilt.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quake rocks Sichuan province of China..storms sweep Myanmar..Series explosion in Jaipur ..Around 40000 killed in the first case,around a 100000 in the second and 70 killed in the third..and still counting..&lt;br /&gt;At first I ignore these news pieces thinking of them as just another explosion somewhere or just another nature fury in some part of the world..and I continue watching the IPL matches instead of giving even a trifle of attention to whats going around..and then reports start pouring in that there have been significant loss of death and my attention crescendoes towards it..after a series of switching of channels in between the overs and otherwise too that irritates others around me,I find that the death rates are increasing and I find myself more interestingly inclined towards the news..Somehow deep inside I am not feeling bad for the thousands misplaced..Well i am feeling bad but not able to empathise with them much to the extent that I remain sad all throughout..deeper inside I am not praying for the figures to come down..and please note that itas not that I am praying for the figures to rise either..just that there is not much commitment to the whole tragedy..its not that I enjoy people getting killed but somewhere deeper deeper inside,if there is a word like that,I am not feeling bad about It too..this is easily the most difficult post that I have tried to put as expressing myself the way I want to might not be possible..so its open to all kinds of interpretations.. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SC_YoMBfK_I/AAAAAAAAAII/ZK2vSFYo9f8/s1600-h/aef.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201614279570041842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SC_YoMBfK_I/AAAAAAAAAII/ZK2vSFYo9f8/s320/aef.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know if its just human nature or just me..I tend to associate more importance to an event or incident only if there are casualities involved. I don’t know if I am able to get the point across but somehow the events in which say a 100 people die is less important than one in which 500 die..and I guess its true about many of us atleast say a 75 %of us(a very conservative estimate)..Hundreds of people die in Afghanistan and Iraq due to car bombs and human bombs..But then that ends up as a foot note in most of the news as well as our attention.. Somehow 40 lives are not more important or equally important as 500 lives..Simply put in words,more numbers are more eye grabbing than less of them.. &lt;br /&gt;Lets take into consideration ,a case,where there are injuries too..Somehow the number of injured people don’t get my attention that much and it just gets side lined although sometimes being injured and scrapping through every inch of life is worse than losing it in a matter of few seconds..I might even be telling all this because I have never directly been involved in anything like it..&lt;br /&gt;It just doesn’t end there..sometimes,the compensation that the state governments announce for the dead might be ,and I say ‘might be’, a boon for certain family members..Well I know you might be bickering over the clichéd line that life can not be equated with money as it is priceless and invaluable but still I just tend to think devilish sometimes..and everyone has that side for sure,although many do not come out in the open and owe up to it..I feel guilty for being heartless at times,well most of the time,and conjure up some possibilities.Suppose there is a person who has left his family and probably is a big drug addict or a drunkard and abuses the family members ,physical abuse too..this guy just walks up the road and bam!!There is an explosion and he is ripped apart, the members see this breaking news in the screen ,if they are watching news that is,now,isn’t it actually better for the family that the member is gone and if the compensation does reach then it would be beneficial for the family ,say a timely compensation of Rs 500000 ,as was announced for the Jaipur attack victims..Now another case is when there is this beggar or a labourer ,who works day and night but still might not see 100000 Rs in his/her whole lifetime..Well given an option of death and money ,NONE would chose the latter for sure but just think of it..What if the family is actually benefited by the lakhs they receive..Atleast it would be a strong basement to build upon..I feel I should have never thought of things like this but then my mind continuously swivels towards thinking on thEse lines..and only after putting these thoughts into words,do I get some respite from the guilt..but then I need to know if other people feel the same too..or am I the only zombie around who feels that death after all might be good news for some families whether they accept it or not..i am expecting a lot of criticism from people who read it and they are all welcome to do so..Well people might say that ‘Arun!you wont say the same if you are in such a situation where someone close to you is in danger’..probably ya but then ….still…Cant stop thinking.. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SC_bjcBfLAI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/g9smKY9WDN8/s1600-h/disaster.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201617496500546562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SC_bjcBfLAI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/g9smKY9WDN8/s320/disaster.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant explain the conundrum I am in..there are two ways to look at the whole problem..first is that I am sympathetic towards the people who are suffering but then the fact is if there were hundred people dead instead of a 10000 in china ,I wouldn’t have cared for it much..So the consideration angle gets thrown out of the window..Now the second and more satanic view of the problem is that,somewhere deep inside I probably expect the death tolls to rise ,so that there is much more seriousness or debate attatched to it than just brush away that piece of news..atleast there is a lot to talk about now..i guess it is like the opposition parties that might be praying for a lot of casulaities so that they can have a reason to attack the ruling parties..Well I guess that’s all I want to put in right now..As chinese officials now announce that there might be 50000 killed now,figures might rise again!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-1098363171922259535?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1098363171922259535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=1098363171922259535' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/1098363171922259535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/1098363171922259535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/number-game.html' title='The Number Game'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SC_d8cBfLBI/AAAAAAAAAIY/4FDmwjvavWM/s72-c/guilt.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-8526579855755041892</id><published>2008-04-28T15:42:00.017+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:09.915+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheer leaders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current issues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cricket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='controversies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IPL'/><title type='text'>NONe MoRal PoliCeS Me !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SBhK_sqNCSI/AAAAAAAAAHY/HPlYLogd3tE/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194984628352256290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SBhK_sqNCSI/AAAAAAAAAHY/HPlYLogd3tE/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ok..finally I guess I have decided to come out of my cave and start blogging again..Feel just about perfect to blog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Now I do not understand this ..What the hell is wrong with our politicians?Well I have never understood their ways anyway..Why on earth cant they do what they are supposed to do rather than become our daily moral policing squad..Now they have a problem with the cheerleaders of IPL now..They think they are provocative,they think it is very occidental,the dresses are too short,instigate the male testosterones and fire them up and what not?&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SBhSzsqNCUI/AAAAAAAAAHo/KbksYkOpRws/s320/hg.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"I cannot understand the necessity of cheergirls at the IPL matches. I am not against any new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;concept, but Kolkatans are not yet ready for cheergirls," West Bengal Sports Minister Subhas Chakraborty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;“The scantily clad foreign girls’ dances are certainly obscene and do not gel with the Indian sensibilities, culture and ethos,” the minister said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"exploitation of women" Termed one womens group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;These were the comment's passed by some of the groups on the recent cheerleader melodrama in the much debated Indian premier league.what are my views on this? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SBim2sqNCXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/sZUw5Tjo5VI/s320/szf.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;These cheer leaders are contracted proffesionals and should be treated like professionals rather than crying over the culture doom.The so called protectors of moral India fume over a point made by a lot of people that they are watching the whole thing with their families and it would not be appropriate to have cheerleaders spill cleave all over the screens.Now dont tell me that all is well other than this IPL cheerleaders.infact right now while flipping through the channels I come across normal bollywood songs which are almost as provocative or suggestive and i hardly see what the leaders and other so called women organisations are grinning about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There are a lot of other issues to see to than taking up the measuring scale and see how long the skirts of washington reds or any other god damn blues are?Can we have the leaders just do what they are meant to do?Let them go and solve the myriad problems that the farmers have and are suiciding every hour all over.Go provide electricity to the people who are stll in dark in this era of globalization,curb INFLATION for god sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Moral policing is a sign of a society that is being repeatedly knocked by the fists of change but people are still apprehensive towards it as they feel that it will sweep them off their ground as their principles are not built on strong elements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The crowd for their part is purely enjoying each and every moment of the action.A lot of the action however takes place in the television sets which go perilously close to the bodies of the beautiful women.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Now I am not comparing the cheer leaders with the kind of dresses the bollywood actresses wear or anyone wears for that matter because I do not have any kind of objection to that too.i wont get anywhere comparing them with a Mallika or a Bipasha,rather than thinking about them!!The politicians have really sunk so deep in the abyss of vote ballot that they really do not mind using the name of any public event to forward their ideas and there are enough people who find a topic and cling on to the thread while the matter is hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You might be thinking why on earth am I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;hell bent to protect the so called scantily clad females..Well I am not supporting them.. Yeah some of them are scantily clad but then unless we hear from the real people ,and not the govt.(although its supposed to be an elected representative)It goes nowhere.Yeah the girls can go seek some clothes keeping in mind the family involvement in watching these IPL matches..man..(my mom watches it non stop..although none at my place has any problems)..But then the only thing that troubles me is the level of involvement of the moral police. Agreed that it might be obscene but then again the moral police troubles my sense of freedom..I say it would be even better if there are cheerleaders in draped in Indian culture.As my friend Saema pointed out(hey..I have put your suggestion ok!!)..Probably places like Mohali can do with some Bhangra and stuff like tht..Let s give each place to showcase their culture..But don’t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SBhTQsqNCVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/xnpQl40ccfw/s320/bg.bmp" /&gt;  go all guns blazing going around the inch of cloth by which the cheerleaders are covered by instead come up with solutions you.. you..‘LEAD’ers!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Let me take the Scarlette keeling murder case.now where are the politicians there ,on that issue?None has issued a single statement regarding the safety of women especially foreign women on indian soil.Molestation news is just another passing by element in the news staple.rather than trying to give justice her mother Fiona is accused of man slaughtering and being a careless mother and many other adjectives instead of finding what actually happened to scarlette,and now the person accused has accused her off defamamtion..Well there is some one liner you have for such situations where the thief becomes the one to charge..But then I dont remember what shit that was..well I am digressing off the topic a little I believe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;From my point off view its pure fun and frolic,well,for any other guy it would be fun Iguess.Then there comes the issue of them hogging more limelight than the cricket ..well I wonder if there is no quality cricket,how many would come to see only the dancers.Now whatever happened to ICL..They had dancing damsels too and none raised any voice cos it would be hardly heard.Wasnt the national moral security under threat that time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I dont know but then I rarely find any approval with the men in white and I hope many others too dont agree with them or I would be labelled as a 'pervert cricket lover'!!Any different point of view is welcome so are alike views..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Now as I am posting this there comes the news that Delhi has banned the cheerleaders!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;God save us all!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-8526579855755041892?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8526579855755041892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=8526579855755041892' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/8526579855755041892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/8526579855755041892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/none-moral-polices-me.html' title='NONe MoRal PoliCeS Me !!'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/SBhK_sqNCSI/AAAAAAAAAHY/HPlYLogd3tE/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-583226270855084929</id><published>2008-04-10T15:55:00.021+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:11.361+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PICTURE POST'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wanderer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beaches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travelogue'/><title type='text'>Go Goa ! !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_4EuQ0EwPI/AAAAAAAAAFs/XHaB_8XUEVo/s1600-h/BL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187589013611266290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_4EuQ0EwPI/AAAAAAAAAFs/XHaB_8XUEVo/s320/BL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pic on the left-calangute beach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok..So here I am thinking of what to blog and I come across our goa pictures,when we had gone there during February..10th to 13th,to be precise..&lt;br /&gt;So here I was in Pune thinking of where to go next and then a plan came in that we would go to goa..Who would say no?I was with eugene ,tariq,sahil and naseeb..I reached first in Goa and dropped down by a place that goes by the name of Mapusa and was hoarded by a group of auto ,taxi drivers and for the first time I saw bike drivers..bikes as taxis..and went to the rooms that we had booked in celjoan and waited for the others to come in and meet up by 1 PM ..Had a nice coffee that sali (the guy at the hotel )had prepared and picked up the menu that was hidden in the room to find out that it was 50 bucks for a normal cup of coffee and I am not talking about coffee day or barista..but a normal joe home made coffee!!Nice start I thought..&lt;br /&gt;Soon everyone joined in and we decided that it was just the first day and we wouldnt spend much..We were on a shoe string budget(significance of shoe string will be told later on) as all the students are when they plan an unofficial goa trip..We went to a place nearby to have a light meal and go off to the beaches..Apart from food everything else was there on the menu..Well to all who havent been there..The menu in all goa restaurants starts with drinks and ends with them,with a small portion of the menu dedicated for food to the people who rarely have it and you will have to search for it with your glasses on..Goa runs on liquor ,well its as simple as water there,if not for the delicious fish there ,i dont think anyone ever would have eaten anything..We ate ,We drank and We sat there and the bill came close up to 1500..oops..and it was supposed to be just a light meal.even better start I thought!!our pocket holes were already getting drilled without even going out anywhere..The whole day swivelled from one beach to another and so on and finally ended up at Baga and were there till 2 at night..Singing along with the karaoke and humming to the old classic english tunes (old classic,i suppose ,cos we had never heard of them..we just pretended to know them)..lip synching along..The whole day was spent in the beach shack and we reserved water sports for the next day..on our way back we meet this guy called shivaji who tells that he can arrange anything..girls,stuff or anything that college guys would like..we say 'no,thankyou'and he gives this look that says 'go screw yourself then!!'we happily go past and just take the invitation for some private European party there..that was fun although we were like people on a lost island with all European chicks and tall 6 feet and 7 feet guys surrounding us..well i am 5'6..So you can imagine how dominant they would have been..everyone had fun and guys told that I was probably a little out of control..I would not dare to mention any of the details here probably..but then I remember this totally drunk guy who accidentally or probably purposely poured this whole can of beer over me but then who would get angry in such a jovial place called goa..He said cheers,i returned it back..and and and we had shark meat in the shack although i dint know that it was shark.if I had known I would not have had it.It is a protected species damn it!!but then probably I would have had it cos you always want to do something that you havent done before..Afterwards we weNt around and around the small area..circling all the hotspots there,none seemed to be sleeping and finally retired in our rooms at around 4 or 4 30..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187643065774686482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_414g0EwRI/AAAAAAAAAF8/6qrz6KfSSD4/s320/blo.JPG" width="405" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2&lt;/strong&gt; pic above-Parasailing at calangute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that one wakes up late for college and exams and things like that eventhough one haS been sleeping like a pig for 10 hours and still yawn the whole day but wake up damn early ,sleeping for just a couple of hours and feeling damn active,when its not required so and there are no exams and one can actually afford a long sleep?Dont ask me.I dont know..&lt;br /&gt;So we all woke up really early thinking how to chalk out the rest of the day and decided that we would go for water sports the whole day..I was damn excited as it was something that I had never done and the unknown always stretches ones imagination.Here we were in this shack at calangute beach and were getting ready for the para sailing and signed a last minute form that said that "We are above 18 and Whatever happens,it is not their responsibility and we have undertaken this at our own risk and the sole responsibility for everything lies on us." That literally meant 'hey..the rope around your waist might get cut and you might fall into the vast sea and never to be seen again..dont blame us..is your will ready? &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_5kuQ0EwaI/AAAAAAAAAHE/C-0j6D2w4vQ/s1600-h/sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187694566727532962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_5kuQ0EwaI/AAAAAAAAAHE/C-0j6D2w4vQ/s320/sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para sailing turned out to be a dampner as I got bored up in the skies seeing nothing but the vast blue sea..Well i could have just sat at my home and watch some animal planet or something to see the sea.I dont know if it was only me but I wasnt thrilled..so I had to make up this story of seeing this school of dolphins in the water but to my dismay I found that everyone had made the same story..there was a bit of water scooters after that and then totally dissapointed by the water sports we went back..we had an king size lunch and an equally royal dinner and a even lighter wallet.&lt;br /&gt;So here we were thinking what could be done for cheap here.Our 4 day budget had busted inside out in 2 days..So we decided to hit the roads the next day and dedicate it fully for travelling.. The sunset pic we took was the defining pic tht day..here it goes.. &lt;strong&gt;The Sunset Pic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_42vg0EwSI/AAAAAAAAAGE/C27lCjF-IUY/s1600-h/g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187644010667491618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_42vg0EwSI/AAAAAAAAAGE/C27lCjF-IUY/s320/g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pic 1-the wierd church at night 2..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day three and we get fresh ,skip breakfast to save money and hit the roads and go to lots of places..The beautiful aguada fort,lonely churches,panjim,madgaon,some famous temple,bomb jesus church,st.xaviers church,ribandar..&lt;br /&gt;Hold on tightly as the action just starts unfolding.On the way after our aguada fort trip was done..I hit a car that had some students in it and what better?I hit it in front of the goa jail..and that too when the collector of goa is making an appearance there that day..Nothing happened to me but I heard tariq swearing at me..The car had two deep bumps as if it was hit by a meteor ..One was by the bike and the other was by Tariqs huge knee..so ya..he had all the right in the world to swear at me..situation gets even better..there is this huge group of policemen coming and they start charging towards us and everyone had two words 'oh!god' and some had 'got fucked!'The police people shooed us away with contempt and told us to leave from there and passed by..relieved..I was almost thinking that we would be behind the bars for probably disrupting the collectors schedule(not 'we'..but atleast I was sure of myself) and have our pictures flashed all over the next days local news..the guys n the car left and we were like 'wow..nice people..they dint even ask for anything?'..so we march on again without any damage minus tariqs knee and go on to have lunch and guess what we see in the next turn..those guys with the damaged car ,waiting for me..now everyone had only one word 'fuck!!'&lt;br /&gt;however we act damn friendly and see for any damage in the car(not that we meant it but that was the only way to make sure they remain friendly to us..or more exactly..they dont turn hostile..or more exactly..they dont kick our ass!!)even they were all nervy cos of the accident and we convince those guys that the damage is only worth a couple of hundred rupees and nothing more..i dont know what on the earth made them believe us but they actually let us off,just taking my phone number!!I mean I wouldnt have done the same if it were me..the whole car had a minimum damage of 3000 written all over its sexy back!!and here these guys beleived that it would cost only 200.&lt;br /&gt;we left for our way and carried on while i had numerous calls from them ,which obviously i did not pick up..well i felt bad for them and empathised with them but the problem was that we were as tight as they were on finance..if they ever come across this all i can say i sorry..then we went to anjuna beach and old goa and all the other places left in goa and finally returned back at 10 or 11..end of day 3..well not to be the end so soon..we go to some famous temple in old goa..which someone told was just 10 km but in the end we ended up traversing close to 40 kms..alls well and we go to the temple and come out,,have tea(for the first time in goa) and start our bikes and not again!!now tariq has lost the keys to the bike..after searching for an hour and making no headway ,we try opening the bike with the activa key and voila!it opens..after passing some 5 kms..tariq wants to go back again and searches the temple and there he finds the key which was kept safely by the priest there..someones sixth sense was all working great..then the church in picture where we went at night around 2 o clock to have some wierd fun and as soon as we go to the church the dogs start barking and we find that closeby there is a cemetry and eugene runs back for his life and gobbles down a beer to feel relieved..we were there for an hour talking all haunted stories and daring each other to go around the church alone ,when suddenly the main light went off and came back again..that was it we thought and speeded away to safety..a little bit of sweat trickling from our foreheads..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enter day 4..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 4&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_43GQ0EwTI/AAAAAAAAAGM/q6J8kq5wOn0/s1600-h/waiting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187644401509515570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_43GQ0EwTI/AAAAAAAAAGM/q6J8kq5wOn0/s320/waiting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1stpic-sahil me and naseeb @the station ,stuck without any cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd pic-eugene dozing away in the train back to coimbatore..he will still say that he was not sleeping..cant change him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd pic-a beautiful dolphin model made by a goan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are leaving today and morning starts pretty pleasantly with sahil coming and telling us that those guys whom we hit had lodged a complaint with the police as they had noted down the bike number and they had called up the resort owner wher we were staying and they were claiming 4000 to settle it off ..'screwed again' said everyone and thanked me for giving them such a memorable trip..well i had no fear as i knew that either ways we would get jacked..cos we had hardly a 1000 with us so paying them was out of the question..we made naseeb take his hostel fees money so that we could pay it off..we go out and after a lot of convincing he takes his money and evryone starts to laugh!!why??it was a bloody prank played to get some money out of naseeb who was saving money by eating chips and veg in goa!!ya..in goa!!mission successfull and we head for lunch and have anither wholesome meal and bid goodbye to the mr.sali and jack and catch a taxi..well..we have almost a thousand five hundred bucks with us and are on an extremely shoe string budget and we planned to come by a general train to coimbatore as it would cost only 180 bucks..this was our plan..four peoples ticket would cost us around 180 x 4=720 and another 700 for the taxi and 80 bucks for travelling the whole journey!! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_438A0EwUI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Dh14csZBjN8/s1600-h/DSC00584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187645324927484226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_438A0EwUI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Dh14csZBjN8/s320/DSC00584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to drop tariq off at the airport as he had to go to delhi and the taxi driver takes us to the station..we board down and then something strikes..damn it!!this was not the station..we had to get down at madgaon..screwed again!!and the taxi driver shouts at us for not telling which station and wants 900 rs till madgaon..well we had to give in..and ran back to the airport,borrowing a 500 from tariq..telling that we would put it back in his account(had to tell tht to get the cash)..we reached the station ,offloaded everything and guess what ..the 2 30 train has left and we sit there till 8 at night not having cash to go anywhere..while taking the tickets we realized that lo!!there was not enough cash as we had paid 1000 fr the taxi..we start running all over again and call up friends back home to put some cash and just save being in the goa station forever..&lt;br /&gt;we travel in the general compartment where you can not lie down or do anything and is crowded till the last inch..we survive the whole journey on 2 teas and a couple of vadas..we slump on each other and somehow make it till the end and survive to see another day..but thats not the end either!! now we were in the coimbatore station and fighting to bring down the auto charge from 80 to 70..cos we dint even have that much..not a penny more not a penny less and after we reached back we counted all the 50 ps and the 5 rupee coins that we had and said 'screwed again' for the last time..reason:we had only 69 rs with us and the auto guy also sweared something in tamil and finally we were back in our room ..thinking that evrything is over and about the amazing journey we had..&lt;br /&gt;suddenly realization dawns upon..its feb 15 th and 14 more days to go fr the month to get over(damn again..this february had an extra day when i dint want it)and here we were with combined assets of about 50 rs for the whole month..'screwed again'one more time we say staring at the ceiling fan.. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_442Q0EwVI/AAAAAAAAAGc/OwASOF7qUh4/s1600-h/DSCN2956.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then?there is a ring at the door and we open it to find out that there is a letter for me ..bad luck again..it read "dear customer,your internet bill has been due for the past one month,kindly pay 1500 by 20 th of feb" 'screwed again' i say..then i see another bill for the cable and newspaper and rent and i say ..i dont say screw&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_5bkw0EwZI/AAAAAAAAAG8/P9y0lR-qAoM/s1600-h/DSCN3036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187684507914125714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_5bkw0EwZI/AAAAAAAAAG8/P9y0lR-qAoM/s320/DSCN3036.JPG" width="403" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ed again but pick up the phone and arrange for some cash from my friend..&lt;br /&gt;THE END!!SIGNING OFF..&lt;br /&gt;YOURS TRULY&lt;br /&gt;THE UNFORGETTABLE JOURNEY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-583226270855084929?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/583226270855084929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=583226270855084929' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/583226270855084929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/583226270855084929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-we-went-to-goa.html' title='Go Goa ! !'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_4EuQ0EwPI/AAAAAAAAAFs/XHaB_8XUEVo/s72-c/BL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-1119743950408625652</id><published>2008-04-07T02:16:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:11.517+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><title type='text'>traSh!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_s94kDcEsI/AAAAAAAAAFk/sRTH0I7nNgg/s1600-h/trash.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186807437807325890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_s94kDcEsI/AAAAAAAAAFk/sRTH0I7nNgg/s320/trash.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe that i am just surfing the net aimlessly right now from one link to another..to making a facebook account to going on howstuffworks.com to searching for bipasha wallpapers.i have got an exam today and i actually logged on to the net to find some answers for some important questions and instead ended up learning about the bermuda triangle phenomenon and the origin of the murphy s law story..if only whatever we had to study was made more interesting and practical!!its 2 30 roght now and my exam is at 9 30..7 hours inbetween and i will have to wake up a little bit early too.that leaves me with ,say,a four hour nap.played TT and were in the swimming pool the wholeday thinking that we ll study later and shit its 2 30 right now and have learnt just 8 questions!!neither am i feeling sleepy neither do i want to study right now.i dont know why i am wasting my time writing all of this..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-1119743950408625652?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1119743950408625652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=1119743950408625652' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/1119743950408625652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/1119743950408625652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/trash.html' title='traSh!!'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_s94kDcEsI/AAAAAAAAAFk/sRTH0I7nNgg/s72-c/trash.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-1942064908826076199</id><published>2008-04-06T02:25:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-02T11:57:26.559+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time pass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupidity'/><title type='text'>caNt beTTer tHiS act!!</title><content type='html'>Ok..so we played table tennis for a couple of hours and then came back to the room after some high voltage duels and then something made us laugh and roll ,when we came back to the room.&lt;br /&gt;we all came into the room ,all tired after the matches and there was naseeb sitting in the chair and watching a mallu movie..we all started laughing our heart out when we saw that..did not find that funny?well the real thing starts now!!he was actually watching a movie,where he had played the second cd first and then the first cd..and here he was sitting tightly on the sofa with full concentration,trying to make some sense of what all was goin on in the movie.he even had all the fans off so that he would not miss a dialogue..c'mon man..wtf..anyone would know after 10 minutes or so that it is not the starting of a movie when the title doesnt come up.and he took 45 minutes to comprehend the whole situation of not getting the cd s right and that too when someone told him for the second time that it was the second cd..earlier when ug had told asked him as to why he was watching the second cd first ,he thought that he was conning him..and here he was,our einstein,working his brains off to understand what the movie was all about and why on earth was everyone getting younger and younger in the movie as it went on.i get reminded off the sid the sloth off the Ice Age..man!!even he cant beat you on that one mate!!i bet..all hail the king..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-1942064908826076199?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1942064908826076199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=1942064908826076199' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/1942064908826076199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/1942064908826076199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/brain-wizard.html' title='caNt beTTer tHiS act!!'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-8263941615977477167</id><published>2008-04-06T01:39:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-02T12:09:57.157+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>A Quiet and peaceful day..</title><content type='html'>Just came back after a nice movie and read a few blogs through the orkut blogger community links.tomorrow onwards exams are starting and i need to give in some decent effort for the exams.went out today with friends and had lunch with them.i,ug,prnz,javi,sahil,sundar,naseeb,anmol and nidhya.had lunch at mary brown and then went off to boomerang just to sit and kill some time.in between me,javi,prnz and sundar went to a clothing showrrom and just decided to pass some time there and make someone buy something if possible too..well thats what happens when you are with javi,he will suggest you a shop from where he needs to buy something and finally all others who are accompanying him end up with a purchase bill and he walks off laughing.today it could have been prnz's turn if only the shop had the correct fit for him,but that was not to be.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to Boomerang and i was getting totally bored and totally uninterested in the conversation going around and so i thought of picking on anmol and asked her why she wasnt talking to another female in the class ,although i had no business of enquiring about it.but then the discussion soon blew up much more in proportion than i had planned and i wasnt grumbling about it either..while everyone was having a dig at her ,i took a back seat and just saw the proceedings.and naseeb actually called up that female and then we actually spoke to her about the issue !!and she also agreed to go along and talk to her..just that anmol requires some time probably.but then just think of it??i simply took over the issue because i was getting plain bored and it actually turned out to be pretty beneficial..midas touch!!&lt;br /&gt;after everything , we left the place and i saw this book vendor by the roadside..my love for books has no bounds and always end up buying books .the one i bought today was the story of GOOGLE..i dont know how relevant the story is now because google is one company where the rules of the game change within a tiny bit of a second,but then i thought of going ahead and buying it.Having read Paulo Coelho's 'flowing like a river', a collection of short stories,i waS thinking off picking one his books 'veronika decides to die',but then laid off from that thought.then there were the regular dose of sex books and fantasy books as usual.&lt;br /&gt;hey!right now i even wanna post an article on some of my friends,individually,as to what i felt about them or feel about them.hmmm...i will do it later..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-8263941615977477167?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8263941615977477167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=8263941615977477167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/8263941615977477167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/8263941615977477167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/quiet-and-peaceful-day.html' title='A Quiet and peaceful day..'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-2101234527389359717</id><published>2008-04-05T00:35:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:11.725+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PICTURE POST'/><title type='text'>sorry !! too good to resist !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_Z-2UDcEoI/AAAAAAAAAFI/eT2wkcS8wQo/s1600-h/DSC00669.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_Z-2UDcEoI/AAAAAAAAAFI/eT2wkcS8wQo/s320/DSC00669.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185471492524872322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..sorry javi!!i had to do this..was exactly the kinda thing that i was searching to plot on you..this is one pic that i am sure wont happen again for a long time..well i can hear you talking in the other room right now,not knowing whats happening..i could have not put up this pic but then what the hell?its my blog and i can embarass anyone i want or do whatever i like..you wanna hit back,make your own blog or just brood over it!!! was just getting bored and stumbled upon this ,,bad luck!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-2101234527389359717?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2101234527389359717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=2101234527389359717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/2101234527389359717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/2101234527389359717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/sorry-too-good-to-resist.html' title='sorry !! too good to resist !!'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_Z-2UDcEoI/AAAAAAAAAFI/eT2wkcS8wQo/s72-c/DSC00669.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-3954934199622446104</id><published>2008-04-04T23:40:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:12.081+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><title type='text'>Final Day At College..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_Z2TUDcEnI/AAAAAAAAAFA/BACKrajInXg/s1600-h/DSC03171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_Z2TUDcEnI/AAAAAAAAAFA/BACKrajInXg/s320/DSC03171.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185462095136428658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..the farewell also got over yesterday with the awrds day bringing down the curtains on the college days.well i am not that emotional right now like the way i was feeling the other day .but then the sentiments seem to be rubbing off to other people.for some time yeaterday sahil felt sad i believe and then after the party was over ,when we were dropping the girls off to the college ,hema confessed that she had till that time thought that it would not be hard to bid goodbye but then now,it was particularly hard and not so easy.well its gona be like that way till the new set of friends arrive..i believe..&lt;br /&gt;yesterday started off with the awards day and had a lot of performances by the juniors.they held the whole function beautifully had so many performances that it it was too much to handle in the end.we had to sit there for five hours ,after which the curtains were drawn ,ending with prnz and co s performances..curtains were pulled down with a farewell song and everyone lit up a candle each and waved in the air ,making it emotional(although i dont feel much emotional) and making it extra hot too!!everyone wanted to sport a kurta and so we went to the place close by to buy kurtas and bought one each.came back to the room by about six and got ready for the party at jennys.the last year photo of which i had put up in a post earlier titled "its march...."that time i certainly did not think that i would be posting our farewell so soon.right now i dont feel like posting anything but then i have to because i will try evading it if procastinated more.so the party started at around 6 30 and we reached there by 7 30(late as usual)..everyone was already on the dance floor,well not exactly dance floor,but grass floor..everyone was dancing in the lawn with the surdy DJ mixing up some average music.we all had dinner after that and then went out in the lawn and sat there and spoke non sense till 10 30 and clicked a few pics here and there,when the organiser came and told that the hostel girls had to be back by 10 30 and that it was time for them to pack up.accompanied them till the hostel,recounting all the old stories and gossips and incidents ..there s something about the night and cool wind blowing on your face,that turns you honest and humble and let everything out in the right spirit.one sheds off all the inhibtions and act very simple ,letting the heart rule over the brain rather than the other way around that happens more oftenly.and everyone was letting out whatever they felt .when you are deeply into something,you never know when time flies by and woosh!!we had walked from the jenny club till the hostel and suddenly felt that it was too short a distance to confide over everything and were not exactly in the mood to be going back, the devil in me  had a secret wish that someone should cry among us but then that was not to be..but then you cant have everything the way you want and then we went back to the place where the party was taking place and everyone joined in and had lots of final departing pics taken.well,we four five  guys were sitting on the stairs inside the lobby and it was as if we were asking indirectly for our pics to be taken and everyone passing by actually came in and took a pic.well anyone would have seeing the way we were seated ,one after the another in a row on the steps.it was inviting enough for a pic to be clicked.it was as if we were desperate to get photographed more and were sitting on the steps so that none who passes by could miss us.everyone who strolled by gave a warm smile and took up their cams and had a photo taken .not that we were complaining :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-3954934199622446104?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3954934199622446104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=3954934199622446104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/3954934199622446104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/3954934199622446104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/final-day-at-college.html' title='Final Day At College..'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_Z2TUDcEnI/AAAAAAAAAFA/BACKrajInXg/s72-c/DSC03171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-4258222552662885646</id><published>2008-04-01T17:12:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:12.275+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>The dead man who wore pyjamas!! (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_IkgUDcEmI/AAAAAAAAAE4/iRJBdf7Vacg/s1600-h/college.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_IkgUDcEmI/AAAAAAAAAE4/iRJBdf7Vacg/s320/college.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184246258614407778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..Now the end days of college are pacing in and I really feel grateful to all the friends who have been there around me and have been with me regardless of what I have thought of them.and exacltly when I was feeling damn sad and down that I would have to leave my friends all over again and start a new life once again,I came through the above article by paulo coelho,well in this case the one i have mentioned below in the other blog.I am not a big fan off Paulo Coelho s books but then some of his short stories in the book 'like the flowing river ' were beautifull.I was someone who always bragged or boasted that I will not be missing my friends neither the college  life here but then now since the end days are really darkenning around me and making their presence felt in a god damn hard way,I feel nostalgic of each and everything that I see around and try associating that place with something I have done when the early days of college were still setting in.&lt;br /&gt;It all happened yesterday,when we went for dinner and we ended up in a place which was shown to us by our seniors that time ,the time when they were leaving.Now I find myself in the same place and then I actually confessed to my roomies that I was actually feeling sad that moment as we would be parting each other.Something that I have never done before ie I have never told anyone that I would actually miss them but now I do.I even told them that we will sleep together for the coming days in the same room and share all those moments we all had till that time(no matter how gay it sounds!!)..&lt;br /&gt;Yes..I was feeling sad and down when I came across the page on Paulo Coelho s book and that really shook me up.I indeed am thankfull to all the friends and people who have supported me till now.thanks a lot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice Day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-4258222552662885646?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4258222552662885646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=4258222552662885646' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/4258222552662885646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/4258222552662885646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/dead-man-who-wore-pyjamas-2.html' title='The dead man who wore pyjamas!! (2)'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_IkgUDcEmI/AAAAAAAAAE4/iRJBdf7Vacg/s72-c/college.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-4054473905349831549</id><published>2008-04-01T16:53:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:12.407+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paulo coelho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='authors'/><title type='text'>The dead man who wore pyjamas!! (1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_IfM0DcElI/AAAAAAAAAEw/rzcPkVa18Sg/s1600-h/0732284384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184240426048819794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_IfM0DcElI/AAAAAAAAAEw/rzcPkVa18Sg/s320/0732284384.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this is one of the excerpts from Paulo Coelho's book 'like the flowing river'.was just reading through it and felt how relevant it actually was in todays life.well i will first write down the story as the book says beccause it is too beautiful to alter.well it goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I read in an on-line newspaper on the internet that, on 10 June 2004, in Tokyo, a man was found dead in his pyjamas. So far, so good. I think that most people who die in their pyjamas (a) either died in their sleep, which is a blessing, or (b) were with their family or in a hospital bed, meaning that death did not arrive suddenly, and they all had time to get used to 'the Unwanted Guest', as the Brazilian poet, Manuela Bandeira, called it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The news item went on to say that, when he died, the man was in his bedroom. That cancels out the hospital hypothesis, leaving the possibility that he died in his sleep, without suffering, without even realizing that he wouldn't live to see the morning light again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there remains one other possibility: that he was attacked and killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who knows Tokyo also knows that, although it is a vast city, it is also one of the safest place in the world. I remember once stopping with my Japanese publishers for a meal before driving on into the interior of Japan. All our cases were on the back seat of the car. I immediately said how dangerous this was; someone was bound to pass, see our luggage, and make off with our clothes and documents and everything else. My publisher smiled and told me not to worry; he had never known such thing to happen in his entire life (and, indeed, nothing did happen to our luggage, although I spent the whole of supper feeling tense).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let's go back to our dead man in pyjamas. There was no sign of struggle or violence. An official from the Metropolitan Police, in an interview with the newspaper, stated that the man had almost certainly died of a sudden heart attack. So we can also reject the murder hypothesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The corpse was found by the employees of a construction company on the second floor of a building in a housing development that was about to be demolished. Everything would lead us to think that our dead man in the pyjamas, having failed to find somewhere to live in one of the most densely populated and most expensive places in the world, had simply decided to live in a building where he wouldn't have to pay any rent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the tragic part of the story. Our dead man was nothing more than a skeleton wearing pyjamas. Beside him, was an open newspaper dated 20 February 1984. On a table nearby, the calendar marked the same day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had been there for twenty years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no one had noticed his absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man was identified as an ex-employee of the company who had built the housing development, where he had moved at the beginning of the 1980s, immediately after getting divorced. He was just over fifty on the day he was reading the newspaper and suddenly departed this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His ex-wife had never tried to get in touch with him. The journalists went to the company where he had worked and discovered that the company had gone bankrupt immediately after the project was finished, because they had failed to sell any of the apartments, which would explain why they did not find it strange when the man stopped turning up for work. The journalists tracked down his friends, who attributed his disappearance to the fact that he had borrowed money from them and hadn't been able to pay them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The news item ended by saying that the man's mortal remains were returned to his ex-wife. When I finished reading the article, I kept thinking about that final sentence: the ex-wife was still alive; and yet, for twenty years, she had never once tried to contact him. What can have been going on inside her mind? That he didn't love her anymore, and that he had decided to cut her out of his life for good? That he had met another woman and dissapeared? That this is simply what life is like once the divorce proceedings are over, and that there is no point in continuing a relationship once it has been legally terminated?I imagine what she must have felt when she learned the fate of the man with whom she had shared a large part of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I thought about the dead man in pyjamas, about his complete and utter isolation, to the point that, for twenty long years, no one in the whole world had noticed that he had simply vanished without trace. I can only conclude that worse than hunger or thirst, worse than being unemployed, unhappy in love or defeated and in despair, far worse than any or all of those things, is feeling that no one, absolutely no one, cares about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us say a silent prayer for that man, and thank him for making us think about how important friends are."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well as i simply searched for the above article and there were people who had actually written it down on their blog,so just had to copy,paste it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-4054473905349831549?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4054473905349831549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=4054473905349831549' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/4054473905349831549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/4054473905349831549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/dead-man-who-wore-pyjamas-1.html' title='The dead man who wore pyjamas!! (1)'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_IfM0DcElI/AAAAAAAAAEw/rzcPkVa18Sg/s72-c/0732284384.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-7046620191725878377</id><published>2008-03-29T19:13:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:12.676+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current issues'/><title type='text'>What did you do, 8 to 9?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R-5L9kDcEkI/AAAAAAAAAEo/EAOeCN7IGrQ/s1600-h/app_3_7191714725_7187.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R-5L9kDcEkI/AAAAAAAAAEo/EAOeCN7IGrQ/s320/app_3_7191714725_7187.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183163742172222018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there is an earth hour today from 8 pm to 9 pm local time.wonder how many people will follow it  but i am right in and would certainly do it.we need more earth hours to save the earth from the global menace of warming.last year it was sydney and this year 2008 is a global earth day observation.24 global cities are participating and there is no indian city as the news channel just showed up.last year the earth hour was observed on march 31 .the official website for it is:&lt;br /&gt;www.earthhour.org&lt;br /&gt;there are around 286000 people who have joined in the event.and right now i am trying to join but the server comes up as busy.i hope its because of a rush in signing up.i am still refreshing it and hopefully it does before 8 o clock because i wont be switching on any device.not even my mobile.lets see.&lt;br /&gt;but then i am sure that none in these apartments would do that .there has to be a larger movement.something in the scale of the seven wonders edition ,where so much publicity was given to the taj and it eventually became the highest voted wonder,although it was overshadowed by the bipasha - ronaldo fling in the post celebrations.but that is immaterial and right now the sign up section has opened up and i am bidding farewell to the blog right now.&lt;br /&gt;save electricity,sAvE EARTH!!!loNg LiVe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-7046620191725878377?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7046620191725878377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=7046620191725878377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/7046620191725878377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/7046620191725878377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/testing-123.html' title='What did you do, 8 to 9?'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R-5L9kDcEkI/AAAAAAAAAEo/EAOeCN7IGrQ/s72-c/app_3_7191714725_7187.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-9208860201675027473</id><published>2008-03-28T23:46:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:12.823+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><title type='text'>The power of simplicity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R-1sFUDcEjI/AAAAAAAAAEg/3x0K18m8JBg/s1600-h/simplicity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R-1sFUDcEjI/AAAAAAAAAEg/3x0K18m8JBg/s320/simplicity.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182917584711586354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had a seminar or a face to face with the creative head of bbdo and someone who has worked with almost everyone the lintas',the ogilivy's and many other global advertising giants.His name is Josy Paul.Well,my admiration towards him goes back when I had come across an article on him.A very strange incident in the article made him someone who would always be etched in my mind and someone whom I would google regularly ,to find what all was happening off late with him.And then all of a sudden,a week back,I was to find out that he was actually coming to the college as a part of the ceo charter programme hosted by the block.I was delighted to see that and was telling everyone as to who he was and what all crazy things he had done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were three main incidents that I know of.First one was during the client meet with Philips,where he threatened tp jump out of the office window if they did not give him the thumbs up for that account.He says candidly when asked about it that he would not have got hurt anyway as he was on the first floor.And guess what ..he did bag the contract,although the Philips team requested the management to keep him away from the meetings.&lt;br /&gt;But then things rarely flow in the same way .Once during a pitch to a leading insurance company he suddenly stood on the meeting table to get a point across that life is uncertain and one needs to be prepared for it.However,the clients did not find the drama unfolding in front of them impressive enough and shrugged off from the contract.&lt;br /&gt;The third one that I read was regarding another contract handling.He was waiting for the appointment when he saw the mission statement on the wall and noticed that the company had done nothing to fulfill that statement.He slyly went and uprooted it and whacked the mission statement and used it in the meeting to show how the company had lacked in certain things and how it could be done rightly and  while all this was happening the watchman came and started shouting thief thief!!&lt;br /&gt;Well actually I asked this question when he was here and everyone started giving me this strange look as if it suggested 'dude!you are not supposed to ask stuff like that!'&lt;br /&gt;After the whole ceo charter was over ,there were people who walked up to me and were like'man!you embarassed him royally'..Well that was not even my slightest of intentions and he would know that.An advertiser has to be four things:-&lt;br /&gt;-An explorer,who goes out and does the unconventional&lt;br /&gt;-An artist ,who can paint the thing the way he wants it&lt;br /&gt;-A judge,who will in the end judge if the product ad is good enough or not&lt;br /&gt;-A warrior,who will fight on and vouch for his ideas at any stage &lt;br /&gt;and he told ,that while doing all those crazy things,it was this warrior urge ,which made him do so and he was effective more often than not.&lt;br /&gt;The ads he showed were of top notch quality calibre,as all of them were something we could relate to everytime,allthroughout and not the noisy ,'i am here' kind of ads.All the ads that he showcased were silent ,with hardly a line or two there and quite fantastic that actually touched ones emotional chords.All the ads were so wonderfully crafted and made in such a way that you could hardly tell how long the ad was,as you drown into the ad completely.There was one particular ad of the argentinian airlines that was extremely beautifull, that any attempt to explain that ad would be unfair.so i have put up the link for the ad on youtube&lt;br /&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=5b19izPaox8&lt;br /&gt;then there was this wonderful volkswagen polo ad that was based on such a simple observation that many of us would have missed but the ad creator used it and made it one of the best selling cars in europe ,when the trend in the 79s and 80s was having big swanky cars.the address of that ad too is mentioned below&lt;br /&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=XEVvlyHQVjs&lt;br /&gt;he laid specific stress as to how we badly need to simplify things around us and see things from the perspective of a 6 year old kid.he had started an ad agency of his own called david,where one would not get a letter of appointment but a letter of resignation.The letter of resignation was a declaration that one has abandoned adulthood and has resigned from it and will now on start looking things from the perspedctive of a six year old.A promise that he/she will be ever so inquisitive,ready to stub sticks into the sand,have that multi coloured candy ,throw stones in the water and see the ripples and a lot lot more.I want to write in so much more but time doesnt Permit me as of now nor do the mosquitoes.Just smashed one.Its 3:34 am!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-9208860201675027473?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9208860201675027473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=9208860201675027473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/9208860201675027473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/9208860201675027473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/power-of-simplicity.html' title='The power of simplicity'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R-1sFUDcEjI/AAAAAAAAAEg/3x0K18m8JBg/s72-c/simplicity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-6191894426145516075</id><published>2008-03-27T23:29:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:12.963+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PICTURE POST'/><title type='text'>what?its march 2008 ? !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R-vjU0DcEiI/AAAAAAAAAEY/giIZK6fHyRo/s1600-h/DSC00036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R-vjU0DcEiI/AAAAAAAAAEY/giIZK6fHyRo/s320/DSC00036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182485742929842722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I feel very sleepy sitting in front of the computer.So I thought I will get some thoughts in through the post and decided that this one will be ,what i call my 'picture post'.&lt;br /&gt;This pic, as mentioned in the snap was taken on a normal day ,dated,5th april 2007 at 8:05pm.It was the time when the,that time third years had to leave college and were given the farewell party.I remember I had just shifted out a couple of months back from the day the pic was taken and was still in the mode of enjoying my new found lease of life outside the cramped walls of the hostel.I even remember that,on that day while we were getting ready,the current went and we were like 'oh shit!what to do now?'.Dressing up in pitch dark.Candles are something that we never had at home.Who would actually care about a bloody candle?&lt;br /&gt;So we somehow managed to get shirts and jeans in a proper order and slipped into them and left for Jenny club where the farewell party was supposed to take.Third years were already there and all were kind of dejected and something told that they would all miss each other ,admit it or not.Some were even drunk,so that they actually dont feel the pinch of the farewell and then there were people who dint care a fig as to what happened.Then there we were,sad for those whom we knew and sad for any nice girl whom we did not actually know,but would miss passing a  glance in the coming year.A face of one such female comes across so faintly right now as I am typing these words.Well all of us were kind of grumbling to the fact that we would not be able to have any gossip among us for that female anymore.But then food rules over the mind any day and we deceided to gobble down some food.To a lot of peoples dismay,there was only vegetarian food,but then you like everything when you have paid for it and I remember paying some RS.300 for the party I believe.We all got together for some time,shared some jokes and incidents and went on to the party floor also for a couple of minutes but then with hardly a soul on the floor ,we decided that it would not be that wise enough to go on for long.Some of the girls had to go in early because they had their hostel curfews and after they left ,even we slowly moved out of the scene.&lt;br /&gt;bang bang bang bang!!woosshhhhh...zzzzzzz..and DAMN!its 2008,march 28th.A whole year has passed so fast that I did not even realise that my farewell would be just a week away from now.I find myself in the same situation,just that the roles have been reversed.Everyone has taken over a certain role and someone else had replaced them and are in the same shoes as we were ,as i was,last year.All the old memories keep flooding in and the nostalgia kicks in and drowns you in a gush of emotions ,not that I am the kind of emotional person that people normally are,but still the envelope of nostalgia is unmistakable.Everyone now goes on to a different path and we all hope that some day we will all criss cross and meet and there are some people we never want to come across ever again.There were myriad things all in between these three years those were worth remembering and some that one wants to drop of completely.nonetheless they are great memories.I personally was not a big fan of the way the college was or the way it was run but then slowly but surely I grew into it and things were actually flowing very well.Not that they have stopped but there is this strange feeling of not having the people whom you have liked over the period of three years and not hearing from  them.&lt;br /&gt;Had a lot of memorable trips,movies,incidents,friends,not so friendly friends,mood swings,disgust for some,gratitutde for some and plain appreciation for some,need for self introspection.the felling that time was getting wasted,the feeling that i can do a lot more than i am doing right now,the occasional home sickness(rarely),occasional frustration of the rules surrounding us,long nights at the basket ball court and a lot lot lot more.Then there were innumerable hostel gossips,rumour mills,debates ,incessant bitching,long hours of sleep,music ,worries and again a lot more.Everyone was just a message away in college and a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;A particular day hobbles in my mind right now.it was a day when we were all sleeping in the room till 5 in the evening ,listening to songs all throughout the nights,humming tunes all throughout and then there was this guy's CD which had the worst collection of songs that could be ever compiled by any sane person living on the face of the earth and then teasing that fellow and fingering him(do not think whatever might have crossed ur mind right now when fingering was mentioned)till dawn on his awesome taste of music.&lt;br /&gt;there are just so many things that I would love to mention but then.....and...&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on and as someone said 'life is a play and we play our roles in the play called life'..did I get that one right?no chance!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-6191894426145516075?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6191894426145516075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=6191894426145516075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/6191894426145516075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/6191894426145516075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/whatits-march-2008.html' title='what?its march 2008 ? !!'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R-vjU0DcEiI/AAAAAAAAAEY/giIZK6fHyRo/s72-c/DSC00036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-5168250757393342199</id><published>2008-03-17T13:42:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:13.355+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><title type='text'>I Feel Great but..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R944h17mIDI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/hu7CPt_ZA0Q/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R944h17mIDI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/hu7CPt_ZA0Q/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178638775586529330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I got up early in the morning.Something that I wanted to do for the past couple of days and did successfully today.Woke up to walk around a liitle bit ,because the climate here has been really pleasant for the past four five days and I love this type of shady rainy climate ,where it can  pour out any moment and the clouds hover around you and throw up little drops of rain just to soothe you.It was all going perfect and rosy,and the positive feeling had enveloped me totally.I had so much energy running all over that I felt ecstatic within me.No exaggeration.&lt;br /&gt;While I was having this energy run through my veins, I decided to have a jog on the roads that were pretty deserted in the wee hours of the morning.&lt;br /&gt;As I said it felt really good and I couldnt think of anything bad and was avoiding all the dumps along side the road and having a brisk run,all this, while the climate was as beautiful as I could wish and it reflected in the smile the other people were passing on.The freshness was unmistakable.&lt;br /&gt;Then a couple of things happened that shook me up and made me think that everything was not as I took it to be.I was passing through a big waste bin when I saw a movement in the bin which was overflowing with rubbish and stinking,i feeling all good and healthy,avoided the bin,when I saw a shady face in between the dump,too busy to bask into the freshness in the air and the good climate feeling that i was having.An old woman with slender arms and she was trying to get her hand on whatever useful she could find in what other people had labelled waste.She had to do this every morning and it dawned on me that no matter how pleasant I felt or not ,I could not change what other people had to go through ,atleast now.I was feeling all great but someone who was much older ,was struggling through the slime,rotten vegetables,leftover curry and spoilt food in the garbage to find her living for the day,anything tangible like a plastic item thrown and sealed as useless would be her  gold.I wish I could change that.I want everyone around me to be happy.I know I will make a difference around me in a few years from now because right now ,maximum I can do right away is to stop that lady and help her.But for how many days?&lt;br /&gt;Then as soon as I was thinking about that and jogging on into my conscience,I saw a kid of hardly 8 or 9,carrying vegetables and other groceries from a grocery shop to a home who had presumably asked for a 'home delivery',sipping on to their tea.Children of his age were breezing past him in their cycles and here this kid was  taking the load of a days full of household items and clearly he wasnt liking it much although he was now experienced enough with all the hardships to pass this thing as normal.But then ,here again ,I saw a person who wasnt quite enjoying the way I did and to whom the happy pleasant smiling climate was not a change but just an unimportant development going around in the backdrop.I was wondering about these two things the whole day,till now, as i continue to enjoy the sudden breeze that has picked up and interested a few leaves around,which amicably brush along,as I stand in the third floor,in my balcony.I know I used a lot of commas in the earlier sentence but then thats exactly how I am enjoying the climate,without any bounds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-5168250757393342199?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5168250757393342199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=5168250757393342199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/5168250757393342199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/5168250757393342199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-feel-great-but.html' title='I Feel Great but..'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R944h17mIDI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/hu7CPt_ZA0Q/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-6031515105404585188</id><published>2008-03-14T23:03:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:13.514+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><title type='text'>attAcK !! VIRUSes are here..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R9q7117mICI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vkqpCaxc7N0/s1600-h/2070915926_05555cf7c8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R9q7117mICI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vkqpCaxc7N0/s320/2070915926_05555cf7c8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177657255300309026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to blog on today as i find no particular issue that i would like to write on for.not that there arent any but just that i am too laid back today.i just have one question ringing in my mind again and again.why does the climate become so pleasant and beautiful only during exams,when we are supposed to be cramming stuff.today as like other days has been a beautiful day.it has been shady and cloudy all throughout making it very cozy all throughout plus a good dinner makes me feel so good.most of the time went in front of the computer only and lo!its 11 o clock so fast.right now ,the news of a 10 yr old boy beaten to death and burnt alive following a very small arguement is playing on the  T.V..well its sad and i would have liked to write on that but somehow,today is just not the day to burn up some calories.i feel great and am going through all the news items on ibnlive.com,and and there is a new wardrobe malfunction case in a fashion show and the model gets her 15 seconds of exclusive coverage..whats more my comp gets attacked by a lot of viruses and to be exact there are 113 infections on the comp but do i care?some of the viruses have come from sites i better not mention but honestly its not me who went to those sites,thats what everyone here is telling actually.. bloody voyeurs!!and to the viruses..steal my passwords..do anything ,i dont care..if its trojan or worms or any bloody parasite..i dont know why i am writing non sense right now but then i dont have anything better do right now..i think..this is it!!i am off..better find myself a topic to think on..&lt;br /&gt;au revoir..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-6031515105404585188?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6031515105404585188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=6031515105404585188' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/6031515105404585188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/6031515105404585188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/attack-viruses-are-here.html' title='attAcK !! VIRUSes are here..'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R9q7117mICI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vkqpCaxc7N0/s72-c/2070915926_05555cf7c8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-2576477597581296044</id><published>2008-03-12T00:56:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:13.651+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><title type='text'>it IS late!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R9bfvV7mIBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/KdxdPIDVEls/s1600-h/midnight1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R9bfvV7mIBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/KdxdPIDVEls/s320/midnight1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176570826142916626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 00:56 and I feel nowhere close to sleeping.There is just so much to do on the net.information,information,information!!Today was a late day as I got up only around 9.need to get up really early tomorrow or rather today and I know I will.getting up really early sums up the whole day for me .more often than not it turns out to be a fantastic day whenever I get up early.But then staying online really late has had a severe effect on that routine.even now I will just go on on the net ,following link after link and stumbling across ideas and information that I did not know before.I guess I would like to blog about the internet in my next post,and believe me,I can go on and on ,talking about the net.well lets see if i do wake up early tomorrow..I believe I can..I believe I will..ending the day on a positive note ..signing ofF..!!thanks for a great today ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-2576477597581296044?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2576477597581296044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=2576477597581296044' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/2576477597581296044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/2576477597581296044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/it-is-late.html' title='it IS late!!!'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R9bfvV7mIBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/KdxdPIDVEls/s72-c/midnight1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-4847866999079641047</id><published>2008-03-11T18:13:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:13.792+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ads'/><title type='text'>Mentos ad..Excellent ..but??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R9aI7V7mH_I/AAAAAAAAADw/gY8BZ6V5azM/s1600-h/mentos_12022008_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R9aI7V7mH_I/AAAAAAAAADw/gY8BZ6V5azM/s320/mentos_12022008_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176475374789730290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I saw this ad a few weeks back and this ad truly managed to get everyones attention .Everyone in my room loves this ad and off late it has been one of the very different ads from the rest of the clutter.Brilliantly crafted and excellent execution of ad and the background score keeps you going with the beat of the whole ad.you dont know when the 30 seconds of the ad get over and you do wish to see it again.Well after the award winning happydent ad i guess this is one brilliant ad which connects two extreme ends ie the evolution of the human to a mentos candy.&lt;br /&gt;It starts off with a monkey pulling a cart in the jungle with a donkey sitting back and it whips the monkey ,which goes through a lot of pain.They stop for a while and the monkey finds a mentos candy lying on the ground and offers it to the donkey.The donkey emphatically rejects it and the monkey pops it in.Soon it is dawned by a lot of ideas and it starts running towards the evolutionary cycle,where it first becomes a hunter and hunts down a deer,still running, the monkey rubs two stones to find fire and his body burns from a hirsuite one to a proper upright human body and then he reaches the place back where he had offered the mentos to the donkey and sees a round in shape object and finds that the donkey is still lazing around there and has not evolved while the monkey has evolved into a human and then he whoops the donkey the same way it had done to him and sits comfortably at the back of the cart which is now with wheels which the human discoveres whereas the donkey,having not evolved at all, pulls him and the tagline comes 'mentos,dimaag ki batti jala de'.The ad is produced by O&amp;M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey.But what am i listening to?My appreciation for this ad was immense but just now I saw the fat boy slim video of the song 'right here,right now' song and well the idea seems to be pretty much the same.check out the song from this link - http://youtube.com/watch?v=R795KiMD4zs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I think there was a fosters ad which I saw some time back in college,where the idea was opposite ,as in, they showed the evolution backwards till the parasite and then they concluded that we have come  this far to have the beer!!well there might be hundred such instances that there will be a copy of your idea unintentionally,somewhere or the other  because you never know if two people are thinking around the same lines in a  population of billions.But then somehow after knowing that the ad might have been a lift off..My zeal for the brilliant idea has been dampened and I really hope that it was an honest ad,not lifted or stolen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-4847866999079641047?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4847866999079641047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=4847866999079641047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/4847866999079641047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/4847866999079641047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/mentos-adexcellent-but.html' title='Mentos ad..Excellent ..but??'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R9aI7V7mH_I/AAAAAAAAADw/gY8BZ6V5azM/s72-c/mentos_12022008_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-2779840131892992879</id><published>2008-03-11T00:03:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:14.472+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current issues'/><title type='text'>HoCkey?chak De or cHuck de?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R9WMgl7mH-I/AAAAAAAAADo/C__uXLuZU-4/s1600-h/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R9WMgl7mH-I/AAAAAAAAADo/C__uXLuZU-4/s320/b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176197838298030050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R9WL1F7mH9I/AAAAAAAAADg/ljRVxJI7Pvc/s1600-h/04sld1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R9WL1F7mH9I/AAAAAAAAADg/ljRVxJI7Pvc/s320/04sld1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176197090973720530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a team with its people from different back grounds.all playing for different reasons.some due to sheer love,pleasure and some because they do not know anything else.india face australia in the begining and lose badly.the coach comes in and instills such a fighting spirit in the team that they forget all differences and are suddenly taken over by the sheer drive to perform for the country.a not so organised team fights of all its detractors and rises like the phoenix to win the final in the world cup against australia.the lights turn on and the music plays 'chak de india'!!&lt;br /&gt;well only in a movie could that be the face of indian hockey.&lt;br /&gt;well back to the ground,India has been beaten by great britain for the olympic qualifiers 2-0.this comes as a shocker for thousands of hockey lovers.not that i am one of them but the state of the sport saddens me and should do so to everyone.what message does it send to the outside world when a country doesnt qualify in an event in the world stage when the same event is considered as the national game back home.&lt;br /&gt;the nation is still not over with the hangover of the indian win in australia and the under 19 world cup win by the indian colts in malaysia.those were truly outstanding performances but sadly it doesnt stretch to the other areas of the sporting fraternity.i so not hear any other sport hogging the limelight for more than a couple of days rather than cricket.i hear an occasional arjun atwal,jyoti randhawa and a more often sania mirza(often for her off the field activities).&lt;br /&gt;one of the major reason for the hockey downfall has been the lack of new methodology and measures to harness the potential of the youth and keep them interested all the while.it has been particularly pointed out that indian hockey chief K.P.S Gill S leadership role in the association has been questionable as well as deplorable.&lt;br /&gt;"We do not have a machine that you can get results instantly.We've put the process in place and the results will take some time."&lt;br /&gt;what was that again?well,if not getting even to the semis of last eight world cups and last six olympics is not enough time then you need to do some proper serious thinking mr.gill and trust me i have been really nice by being respectfull till now!!and for the first time in 80 years ,india has not qualified for the olympics or rather kicked out.the coach and the staff have also resigned following the debacle.this is clearly not a average tournament or an off series that has happened , but something that has been on the slide from the past few decades.&lt;br /&gt;Ashok Kumar, son of late Indian hockey wizard great Dhyan Chand told "It felt like there was a death in the family".well that statement comes directly from the heart of a person who really cares for the game as opposed to someone like gill who was rather obstinate and told that he couldnt ensure results instantly and that it would take time.&lt;br /&gt;well shahrukh has laughed his way to the bank with the chak de movie and bought a new indian cricket club shelling more than 70 million dollars,so have the producers and directors and the chak de girls who are now attending all big parites and award ceremonies and even get best supporting actress award and then there still are those people who play for the real hockey team,with dreams shattered and have left the whole nation down and the fat bureaucracy that sits and oversees all these miseries.reel and real life certainly do have some differences&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-2779840131892992879?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2779840131892992879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=2779840131892992879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/2779840131892992879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/2779840131892992879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/hockeychak-de-what.html' title='HoCkey?chak De or cHuck de?'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R9WMgl7mH-I/AAAAAAAAADo/C__uXLuZU-4/s72-c/b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-4582446591271228828</id><published>2008-03-10T18:30:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:14.696+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current issues'/><title type='text'>60000 cr. budget waiver- for the good or for the worse??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R9V4iV7mH8I/AAAAAAAAADY/-3YNb_jjo9s/s1600-h/edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R9V4iV7mH8I/AAAAAAAAADY/-3YNb_jjo9s/s320/edit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176175878130245570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the budget was announced on 29th feb and the FM came up witha much expected 60000cr.waiver on the loans taken from the banks by the farmers.it has come as a relief for a lakhs of farmers but is it as an article in the hindu mentioned a karza maafi(loan forgiveness) measure or a voter maafi (voter forgiveness measure)?&lt;br /&gt;some recently read facts have left me thinking as to ,whether the loan waivers are really that effective or is the indian farmer getting into a trap where its only their hope of a much positive future carrying them through rather than solid scientific or progressive measures.a recent article on the budget waiver in the indian express left me pretty startled but i forgot the valid facts and am trying to get my hands on the article,which i hope i will get soon.&lt;br /&gt;well todays article i read in the hindu also exposed a lot about the euphemistic'waivers'that the UPA govt has given.the problems mentioned are as follows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.MONEY LENDER V/S THE BANKS&lt;br /&gt;more than half of the loans taken by the farmers are from money lenders and especially in a region like vidharbha where the farmers need the most support ,there are far less banks and financial institutions than any other place and the only resort for the hapless farmer is the usurping money lender who charges exorbiantly high rates of intrest.well chidambaram conceeded in an interview that there is no  method that they can calculate how many money lenders are there or as to who all have taken loans from them .well shrugging of that responsibility is certainly not the way to go.yes its almost impossible to get a proper list of these money lenders but then someone has to come up with a certain measure some time or the other,or else we will still face this situation over and over again without doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.LAND SIZE&lt;br /&gt;under the waiver terms it is mentioned that those having land less than 2 hectares will get a 100% waiver on their loans.it is to be noted that vidharba is one of the most affected farm regions in the country and the suicide rates there are the reasons why such measures of waivers have been taken.but it is surprising to find that the average land under a household in vidharba is 3.03 hectares ,that makes them unable to get a 100 per cent waiver.upto 50% percent of the farmers have more than 2 hectares in vidharba.the larger land holdings dont generally translate into more income oppurtunities as most of the land can be dry land ,waste land or simpy put uncultivable land that is of no practical use ,whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;many farmers in the distressed areas of andhra pradesh too get affected by this size conundrum.whereas on the other hand there will be many farmers in the rich belt areas,who without having any problem will get a waiver.&lt;br /&gt;another very interesting thing i read in the artisle by P.Sainath in the hindu today was that for those having more than 2 hectares of land ,the waiver formula is like,if they pay 75% of the loans then they get a 25 % waiver.well this again is very interesting because if the farmers could pay back 75per cent ,then they might as well could pay the rest too.in short,they wouldnt have commited suicide if they had the ability to pay  75 per cent of their loans.&lt;br /&gt;3.AVERAGE LOANS&lt;br /&gt;it is pretty clear by the reports that have poured in till now about the farmers that farmers in particular those who have cotton yields are the one suffering the greatest losses.it is interesting to note that the average loan given to the farmers having a sugar cane yield is about rs.13000 per acre and that of the cotton is just rs.4400 per acre.so who is the one who is benefitting the most?the one who needs the waiver badly or the person who at the right time and the right palce has defaulted.well,the option is clear.&lt;br /&gt;4.GROWING SEASONS&lt;br /&gt;it is noted that the loan for cotton areas is taken largely during the monthss of spril to june whereas for the sugar cane it is taken from january to march.however the cut off date of loan consideration is march 31 ,2007.that clearly gives an extra edge to those having cane fields as it gives them one nore extra year.&lt;br /&gt;5.WHY SUCH HULLABALOO ON THE WAIVER?&lt;br /&gt;there are myriad oppurtunities or instances the where the govt loses revenue or an opputunity cost is created that is far far higher than the 40000crore waiver.yearly lots of industry debts are also handed over as bad debts and written off annualy.the tax exemptions on sectors to boost them also causes huge revenue gap.but then the returns all the sectors gives back to the economical growth is considerable becuse of which it can be argued that these tax exemptions are encouraging.not that i am aginst giving these exemptions but the revenue gap it creates is considerable as compared to the 40000 cr waiver.&lt;br /&gt;most recent example will be the delay in giving away telecom spectrums.according to a report the per day loss to the economy because of delayed apectrum allocation is around 800 crores!!yes,eight hundred crores,and all this in one day.&lt;br /&gt;The asssumption is based on the fact that an investment of nearly Rs 34,021 crore (slightly over Rs 90 crore a day) has contributed to an increase of Rs 5,71,874 crore (over Rs 1,500 crore a day) to the GDP in fiscal 2006-07, according to a new report by Frost &amp; Sullivan)&lt;br /&gt;giving a waiver is certainly not the only step that could have been taken.the problem could have been nipped at the bud itself had the govt. taken care of the situation right from the time they were sworn in 2005?the PM even visited vidharba in 2006,why wasnt something specific taken into account that time?would they have adopted the same approach on the waiver if the elections were not anyway close?what surety can the govt give that these farmers wont fall into another debt trap as they are eligible to take loans again.&lt;br /&gt;To end poverty ,one doesnt kill all the poor people.similarly the waiver is no strong measure.it rather shows out the gross incompetence of the givt to tackle the situtaion head on and adopt the easiest method possible.&lt;br /&gt;well,populist or not.if the waiver does help the farmer ,intentionally or not,then well and good.the waiver is not as important as the follow up measures that would have to be taken to educate the farmer as to how he/she can change the scenario,head over heels.and sadly ,i have heard nothing regarding the follow up measures.hopefully they do get sorted out and it should be made by people who not only have enough knowledge about finance and planning but people who really care for the farmer.it would be wonderful if the follow up measures are taken into confidence by discussing with the real farmer on the grass root level.people like the ramon magsaysay award winner and palagummi sainath who have dedicated their life for the upliftment of the farmers should constitute the board that is taking decisions.something that needs to be seen is also if the successive govt if not by the UPA,would continue the reforms or additional steps.well,hope and belief is what keeps all of us moving all the time.so lets hope and believe that the worst is over and visualise the indian farmer in a typical yellow field with sun gently shining over him/her and there is faint tune of some happy hindi music playing in the background,one who has no debts but is confused over where to put the surplus cash.a picture where they contribute a lot to the GDP and a place where the children of the farmers are much more educated and look at farming with pride and innovate everyday and face all the challenges head on ,where suicide is not even an option for avoiding burdens.amen!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-4582446591271228828?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4582446591271228828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=4582446591271228828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/4582446591271228828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/4582446591271228828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/60000-cr-budget-waiver-for-good-or-for.html' title='60000 cr. budget waiver- for the good or for the worse??'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R9V4iV7mH8I/AAAAAAAAADY/-3YNb_jjo9s/s72-c/edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-8505615789803835792</id><published>2008-03-05T13:46:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:14.837+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current issues'/><title type='text'>obama magic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R85hxfqFAkI/AAAAAAAAADQ/w-HZXt1uln8/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R85hxfqFAkI/AAAAAAAAADQ/w-HZXt1uln8/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174180524834751042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well everyone is anxiously watching over the U.S elections and this time the action seems to be happening on the democrats side..the republicans are done with their candidate as john Mccain and the action between obama and hillary doesnt refuse to buckle down with hillary winning the latest super tuesday votes in the much touted Ohio and Texas..&lt;br /&gt;something in me wants to support barack obama and many of us do feel the same..he has broken all conventional ideals that a president should have and instead of getting exposed after one is in the president seat,he has accepted whatever he has to.the major confession came in his autobiography 'dreams from my father' where he has confessed that he has used marijuana earlier and experiment with it..well the book was published in 1996 whem he wouldnt have had any idea where he would be 12 years later but such a confession does require pure guts..born to a kenyan father and a kansas mother ,who divorced soon after..he embodies any commmon person who has problems like smoking and other things just like any mortal..he is someone who has robbed the washington of its unreachable purview to one where everyone can dream to get in ,given that one has really done well..&lt;br /&gt;to a person barack obama is more closer to a normal human being than say a hillary,who is riding on the first lady wave..whats more interesting is that barack obama has even studied in madrassa in indonesia for a couple of years and his power right now will impress anyone and can inspire any soul..he is 46 right now and portrays the youth better than any other candidate..&lt;br /&gt;however todays verdict on Ohio and Texas have been favourable towards hillary and it just heats up the race for the democrats choosing of their candidate..&lt;br /&gt;just recently,i guess yesterday ,i read an interesting article about the fame of obama spreading like never before.the global language monitor(GLM)recently came out with a report stating that people are using new words with obama in it and the predictive quantities indicator(PQI),which tracks the frequency and usage of the word has come out with very interesting words coming up in the net..they are:-&lt;br /&gt;Obamamentum, Obamacize, Obamarama, Obamanation, Obamanomics, Obamican, O bamafy, Obamamania, and Obamacam..there is a word called obamazon too that means an ardent female follower of obama..&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why i am going on about obama so much but then there is a certain connect that i feel obama has with the people and that kind of chord,i personally,have never felt..why should i otherwise care for who wins in america..he even shared the stage with elen degeneres recently and pulled out many moves with ellen which left the whole audience dazzled..that is the energy and connect he establishes with the people..&lt;br /&gt;do not consider me anti feminist or gender biased ,in fact i am anything but them,hillary,i feel doesnt have the warmth and the charisma to carry of the post..not that george bush has had any of them but whenever hillary says something it just feels as if its a repeat of whatever the earlier presidents have kept on saying..whereas obama brings in a fresh change..go obama go!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-8505615789803835792?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8505615789803835792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=8505615789803835792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/8505615789803835792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/8505615789803835792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/obama-magic.html' title='obama magic'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R85hxfqFAkI/AAAAAAAAADQ/w-HZXt1uln8/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-1583448763985363690</id><published>2008-02-10T03:30:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-11T13:01:16.916+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pune diaries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><title type='text'>Gd/pi at Siib</title><content type='html'>So after tHe interview was dOne i ran to tHe refreshment room to latch on to something and to my dismay i just found a poor cold samosa lying there and haD only that..there was a half an hour essaY on computers ,if we have become prisoners to modern day technology..well i think no..after that they verified all tHe certificates and i thanked my coordinator for his support .his name was shubojit i guess..everything got over by 12 30 and i haD to go to dehu and reach my goa bus by 4 30.from Hinjewadi one doesnt get direct bus to dehu cos Hinjewadi is a totally company spread place and each company has their own conveyance for travel.i went to tHe bus stop.haD on idea where to go next and caught an auto to a place called aundh.from there another bus to a place called shivaji nagar.from their to tHe station and i found that tHe next train is only after an hour.so i caught up on some lunch nearby and waited for tHe train.i reached dehu and then cAME to tHe place called here goa bus haD to come with a guy called Nimesh.from that place we were taken to a place called swargate and from there i started my journey to goa iN tHe actual bus..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-1583448763985363690?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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puts people iN fatal games where there is no other way to win tHe game other than hurting oneself very badly.     &lt;br /&gt;This game was nothing like it though.we were given envelopes iN which 3 to 4 plastic pieces iN tHe form OF triangle and rectangles were there..we haD to circulate those pieces within ourselves and iN tHe end everyone haD to have a square and iN between all this there COULD not be any communication OF any sorts.onE would offer his pieces to tHe other and if COULD accept it or refuse it as he pleased. &lt;br /&gt;IN tHe end we ended up with 3 squares and one guy couldnt make a square.well after that tHe moderator cAME and showed us how to make a square for all tHe people with tHe given pieces. &lt;br /&gt;Group discussion&lt;br /&gt;We waited a little bit after tHe group process for tHe oTher 4 members OF tHe group to finish their group process and then proceeded for tHe group discussions....&lt;br /&gt;THe gd wAs gooD aLthoUgh there was onE guY who was very oBstinate but though that is expectEd iN a gd..it was a case study OF an advertising agency which is mEdium iN size and is having problems like decreasing customer base  and is having stabLe costs.it haD 3 options tO look into &lt;br /&gt;A.to sack people with respect to  their seniority&lt;br /&gt;B.pack ineffective people&lt;br /&gt;C.identify  dOrmant posts and eliminate them..we haD a pretty gooD discussion except that delhi guy who was screamin for option no 1 and was giving a LOT of half measures.not that i am anyone to judge but he was easily tHe most disagreeable mEmber.and guess what he told onE guY sitting to his left..he  was likE man!your body language was pathetic and u were bending down and crossing ur legs..as if ideas come from tHe legs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-9131839782117723808?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-1196256057383493333</id><published>2008-02-09T14:12:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-11T13:00:40.656+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pune diaries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><title type='text'>GD..PI AT SIIB</title><content type='html'>i reached tHe campus around 7 and was around 90 minutEs early .i will straight away start with tHe proceedings cos last two times i typed a LOT and tHe mobile jus went off iN between and i lost all data.&lt;br /&gt;Group process&lt;br /&gt;We were broken into groups OF 4 and we were all taken into a room with tHe moderator welcoming us and telling us that we were gona play a game.however it reminded ME OF tHe grand master iN tHe movie SAW who puts people iN fatal games where there is no other way to win tHe game other than hurting oneself very badly.     &lt;br /&gt;This game was nothing like it though.we were given envelopes iN which 3 to 4 plastic pieces iN tHe form OF triangle and rectangles were there..we haD to circulate those pieces within ourselves and iN tHe end everyone haD to have a square and iN between all this there COULD not be any communication OF any sorts.onE would offer his pieces to tHe other and if COULD accept it or refuse it as he pleased.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-1196256057383493333?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1196256057383493333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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turn ,i hope comes here but it either pulls up somewhere iN front OF me or goEs to tHe other lane.&lt;br /&gt;I have to get doWn at tHe phase 1 OF tHe rajiv gandhi infotech park and going by what peoPle said its a huge park and once you are inside it, one can only walk.it has all I.T biggies inside it anD is a huge plAce.&lt;br /&gt;I aM really not impressEd with Siib s service.you cant even get on linE iN their phone and that too on a day when there will be a LOT OF enquiries.hmmm..as OF now one person just told OF that tHe bus will come at 7 but i know it will be here earlier. &lt;br /&gt;I hope tHe interview process is short and that they dont bore much because i need to catch a bus at 4 50 to guess where..GOA..its been a great moNTh all together and surprises dont seem to stop.&lt;br /&gt;And i just pass tHe meteorological department flash board where tHe currEnt temperature is being shown as 11.7 degree and changes to 11.8 and changes back to 11.7 ,this keeps on happening till tHe bus eventually notes ahead.its still dark and i guess its not very often that i aM up before tHe sun is and today is one OF those days.it is cold right noW and i just wish that someone takes up tHe place next to me so that i feel a bit warmer but i guess i aM enjoying this cold too,it feels really nice and i wish i ll be a part OF it soon.tHe horizons are changing their shade from that OF black to a blue.&lt;br /&gt;Its 7 30 right noW and i aM sitting iN tHe symbiosis infotech campus with tHe crowd OF people starting to pour iN.i really hope that they do have a coffee inside or else i will be iN that freeze even while giving tHe interview.that is somewhat tHe Case as iN sibm where they were questioning ME and i was more concerned as to make myself warm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-5149090096014804095?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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because i have googled alMost all her pics on tHe NEt,thats whaT i dO when i am jobless,and thaT Means alMost all tHe timE.ok.i guess i wilL have to stOp going ga-ga ovEr bipASHA.eNough.!&lt;br /&gt;I Forgot whaTever i waS MEntioning earlier!well whaTever.by tHe way tHe trip tO shirdi was nicE .i reAched arouNd 3 55 pm iN shirdi anD as soOn as i opeNEd tHe bus dOor,there wEre peOplE trying to coax ME to kEep tHe shoEs anD geT freshenEd up at their plAce.well..not beCaUSe i waS looking miserable,bUt beCause iN tHe teMplE preMises fOot wEar is noT ALlOwEd and with reCEnt bomB threAts iN shirdi tHe seCuritY is reAlly tighT anD mobilE,caMEra,handycam..all are banNEd..becAUse i haVE beeN heRE eArlier , it was kinDa eAsy For ME to finD my way OnCe i goT dOwn at tHe stOp.so this AgeNt from tHe plAcE followed ME till tHe teMplE trying to cOnvinCe ME to put up aT their plAce.aFter a whilE i guEss he unDerstood thaT it was a wAste OF timE,aNd probaBLy thaT i am mUch smArtEr thaN i lOoK;)so i wEnt to tHe hoTel where we haD BEEn eArlier ,onE reAson wAs thaT it was aDjAcEnt to tHe samadhi teMplE thaT is tHe mAin plAcE.bUt beCaUse i wAS alOnE anD Not coming froM a ruNaWay mArriage o somEthing,there was On roOm cos tHe onLy roOM lEft was a familY roOm anD wEll i reAllY DOnt NEed a familY roOm as such givEn tHe magnitude OF My sizE.but theN tHe guY shoWEd ME a plAcE where i cOUlD geT a roOm anD i did geT it there,bUt was a littlE saD i guEss cos i cOULD not seE tHe proCEedings oUtside,aTlEast thaTs whaT i thoUght.he gave Me mY roOm No 7 keY anD escOrtEd till tHe seCOnD fLoor anD guEss whaT..i COULD seE tHe goLDen tOmB OF tHe tEMplE so clEarly thaT I wAS eLaTEd.        &lt;br /&gt;WEll tHe roOm wAs noThing mUCh to writE aboUt,it was fOr whaT it was mEANt to be.a singlE persoN stAy.it wAs More likE a booT CaMp roOm.jUst with tHe basic light anD fan anD a bed to slEep upon.well i dint nEed tHe roOm mUch too.i wOuLd be cheCking oUt tHe nExt Morning at 6.&lt;br /&gt;So i tooK A quick baTh and wEnt On to tHe mAin teMplE anD saW tHe eveNing 6 o clock arati anD thaT toO from tHe FronT, wAs proUD OF MyseLF thaT atLEAst somEwhere i wAS eArly.anD it feLt beAutifUl anD abSoLUtEly peAcEful.there is rush aNytimE here.anD loTs OF LAdies iN tHe seperate roW fOr theM wEre finding it prEttY hard to finD their way.if i am Not wrong i saW a coUplE OF theM FAlling too.WEll rush is soMething thaT you haVE to cope up with anYwhere,i kinDa likE it too trying to finD My OWn way.so after tHe arati i wEnt aroUNd tHe plAce to All tHe oTher plAcEs anD haD a wOnDerfull dinnEr from a restAuraNt there.aFter cOmin tO puNe i have bECOmE a vegetAriaN i guEss.i am haVing so mUch OF paLak ie spinach,cos thats soMEthing i ve MisseD iN coimbatore.aFter dinnEr i wEnt to tHe mAsjid anD was thEre tilL 12 at nighT.&lt;br /&gt;OnE reAson i love tHe mAsjid iN here is thaT it seNds oUt suCh a bEAutiful Message OF onE reLigiOn,onE goD anD is an amaZing eXamplE OF freeDom.eveNthough its a mosquE it is namEd as DWAarakamai,that is a plAcE where tHe hinDu lord krishna was boRn.its bEAutiful if onE reAliser tHe mEAning it seNDs oUt.thEre is a 'WE'  feEling aLl aroUND anD thaT is onE reAson thaT i Enjoy coming here.&lt;br /&gt;By tHe timE i cAME back to mY roOM it wAs likE i wAS fLying.i couLdnt FeEl mY FeEt itseLF.it beCame nUMb.mY auNT haD insistEd thaT i tAkE somEthing wArm with mE but bEing tHe persoN i am i wANted to conVey a mEssage that i caN haNDle it.wrong timE to Do so i thoUght lAter as i cringed anD craMped iN tHe bEd.i FOot knoW whaT happeNed aFter thaT cos i goT up wheN My mom CaLlEd mE up at 3 iN tHe Morning!thaT was to mAkE sure  thaT i ATTEnd tHe MoRning arati aT 5 15.wEll i  goT up anD wEnt to tHe tEMplE with a bUNch OF beautiful reD roses to OFfEr.after reAching eArly yEstErday i tOok it fOr graNted thaT i wilL be earlY befOre a LOT OF peOplE ,hmmm.,sooN i fOund thaT it wAs NoT to be anD eveN thoUgh i wAS eArlY bEfOre a LOT OF PeOplE ,tHe only difFeRence was that those peOple wEre stAnding iN fronT OF Me.hoWever everything wAs OVer iN an hoUr anD i visitEd tHe whoLe plAcE again iN anOTher hoUr anD MEt an inTeresting persoN too.i wilL leavE it fOr tHe nExt BlOg proBaBly.because i haD a LOT to tAlK tO thaT guY,infact i haD a LOT to listEn froM him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-8766103669184165205?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8766103669184165205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=8766103669184165205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/8766103669184165205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/8766103669184165205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/so.html' title='Shirdi triP OVEr too..whaT lieS aheAd.?lEts seE..'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-213021172384510504</id><published>2008-02-05T14:07:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-11T13:04:40.776+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pune diaries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><title type='text'>Vada paav @ ahmednagar anD i realise tHe WOrlD is fLaT too.</title><content type='html'>FinAlly..i knew..i shoUlD haVE haD somEthing when i stArtEd from puNE.well.i haD thoUght thaT its a 3 hr joUrney maximum aND it turnEd OUt to be a minimumu 5 hr jOUrnEy.still iN mY 3rd hoUr i guEss.tHe BUs haD stOpped somEwhere earlier when i haD BlOggEd,and i waS fEEling a little huNgry.i thoUghT i haD tHe stEel to last tHe joUrnEy without mUch fOOd.but did nt mY stomach swEAr Words at mE after a whiLe.?it was a relief wheN i saW tHe BUs stOpping at ahmednagar.withoUt tHe LEast OF hesitation i screAmEd Out tO a Vada paaV vEndor from tHe BUs and he was linE eNough to coME anD givE it to ME anD eveN givE OF chaNge for 100.god bless thaT guY. &lt;br /&gt;TAlkin aboUt ahmednagar,it was a plAcE ,that i reAd,waS OnCe very diFficult to comMute to.it was mattEd with a thick forEst coVer and tHe roAds almost Non existEnt.onE haD to praY a LOT bEfore going foR such a joUrnEy but noW i seE , i FeEL likE tHe whoLe plAce,whaTEver i hAVE reAd,has beeN cUt copy anD pastEd somEwhere.i seE hoardings OF max nEw York life insuraNce,an birtEl hoArding telling thaT all cALls are charged only re 1,i seE bajaj anD hero honDa showRoOms to name a few autOmobile shoWroOms..wait wait,i seE stOCk brokers likE moTilal oswal.religare anD a LOT More de mat operatOrs..wait wait..here comEs tHe icing on tHe caKe..i EveN seE an eXcLusiVE  adidAS shoWroOm go by..glObalisation theY Call it and i agreE rigHt aWay.i couLDnt haVE agreEd moRe wheN thomas freidman terMEd tHe phrAse 'tHe wOrlD is fLaT'!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-213021172384510504?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/213021172384510504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-7465786491222689559</id><published>2008-02-05T14:07:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-11T13:04:00.770+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pune diaries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><title type='text'>Vada paav @ ahmednagar anD i realise tHe WOrlD is fLaT too.</title><content type='html'>FinAlly..i knew..i shoUlD haVE haD somEthing when i stArtEd from puNE.well.i haD thoUght thaT its a 3 hr joUrney maximum aND it turnEd OUt to be a minimumu 5 hr jOUrnEy.still iN mY 3rd hoUr i guEss.tHe BUs haD stOpped somEwhere earlier when i haD BlOggEd,and i waS fEEling a little huNgry.i thoUghT i haD tHe stEel to last tHe joUrnEy without mUch fOOd.but did nt mY stomach swEAr Words at mE after a whiLe.?it was a relief wheN i saW tHe BUs stOpping at ahmednagar.withoUt tHe LEast OF hesitation i screAmEd Out tO a Vada paaV vEndor from tHe BUs and he was linE eNough to coME anD givE it to ME anD eveN givE OF chaNge for 100.god bless thaT guY. &lt;br /&gt;TAlkin aboUt ahmednagar,it was a plAcE ,that i reAd,waS OnCe very diFficult to comMute to.it was mattEd with a thick forEst coVer and tHe roAds almost Non existEnt.onE haD to praY a LOT bEfore going foR such a joUrnEy but noW i seE , i FeEL likE tHe whoLe plAce,whaTEver i hAVE reAd,has beeN cUt copy anD pastEd somEwhere.i seE hoardings OF max nEw York life insuraNce,an birtEl hoArding telling thaT all cALls are charged only re 1,i seE bajaj anD hero honDa showRoOms to name a few autOmobile shoWroOms..wait wait,i seE stOCk brokers likE moTilal oswal.religare anD a LOT More de mat operatOrs..wait wait..here comEs tHe icing on tHe caKe..i EveN seE an eXcLusiVE  adidAS shoWroOm go by..glObalisation theY Call it and i agreE rigHt aWay.i couLDnt haVE agreEd moRe wheN thomas freidman terMEd tHe phrAse 'tHe wOrlD is fLaT'!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-7465786491222689559?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7465786491222689559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=7465786491222689559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/7465786491222689559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/7465786491222689559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/vada-paav-ahmednagar-and-i-realise.html' title='Vada paav @ ahmednagar anD i realise tHe WOrlD is fLaT too.'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-3517032023452414262</id><published>2008-02-05T14:07:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-11T13:03:22.194+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pune diaries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><title type='text'>Vada paav @ ahmednagar anD i realise tHe WOrlD is fLaT too.</title><content type='html'>FinAlly..i knew..i shoUlD haVE haD somEthing when i stArtEd from puNE.well.i haD thoUght thaT its a 3 hr joUrney maximum aND it turnEd OUt to be a minimumu 5 hr jOUrnEy.still iN mY 3rd hoUr i guEss.tHe BUs haD stOpped somEwhere earlier when i haD BlOggEd,and i waS fEEling a little huNgry.i thoUghT i haD tHe stEel to last tHe joUrnEy without mUch fOOd.but did nt mY stomach swEAr Words at mE after a whiLe.?it was a relief wheN i saW tHe BUs stOpping at ahmednagar.withoUt tHe LEast OF hesitation i screAmEd Out tO a Vada paaV vEndor from tHe BUs and he was linE eNough to coME anD givE it to ME anD eveN givE OF chaNge for 100.god bless thaT guY. So here i waS iN tHE lAst seAt with NONe aroUND anD VAda paaV with mE.noNE being aroUND gave OF abSoLuTely 100per ceNt freEDOM ANd libErty to shove anY eAting etiquettes anD  mannErs oUt OF THe winDow anD i lAunChed a fuLl On war with tHe fOoD with mY eageR fingers anD within a couplE OF minUtEs i eMErged as tHe vicTOr.poor VADa paaV haD surreNDered preTtY MEekly.a guY with water anD dRinks camE anD askEd if i wanted it.tHe waTEr braNd reAD'pure water' or soMEthing likE thaT anD i dismisseD it thaT timE itseLF As if i waS broUght up on aQuafina ,my whole liFe.bUt as it happens oFten you nEeD somEthing afTer you saW No, tHe firsT timE anD saME happeNEd to ME.i wisheD i haD noT AcTEd so hi fi anD shoUlD have haD thaT watEr,espeCiaLlY aFter tHE way i aTE THe fOoD.&lt;br /&gt;AnYways TAlkin aboUt ahmednagar,it was a plAcE ,that i reAd,waS OnCe very diFficult to comMute to.it was mattEd with a thick forEst coVer and tHe roAds almost Non existEnt.onE haD to praY a LOT bEfore going foR such a joUrnEy but noW i seE , i FeEL likE tHe whoLe plAce,whaTEver i hAVE reAd,has beeN cUt copy anD pastEd somEwhere.i seE hoardings OF max nEw York life insuraNce,an birtEl hoArding telling thaT all cALls are charged only re 1,i seE bajaj anD hero honDa showRoOms to name a few autOmobile shoWroOms..wait wait,i seE stOCk brokers likE moTilal oswal.religare anD a LOT More de mat operatOrs..wait wait..here comEs tHe icing on tHe caKe..i EveN seE an eXcLusiVE  adidAS shoWroOm go by..glObalisation theY Call it and i agreE rigHt aWay.i couLDnt haVE agreEd moRe wheN thomas freidman terMEd tHe phrAse 'tHe wOrlD is fLaT'!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-3517032023452414262?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3517032023452414262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=3517032023452414262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/3517032023452414262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/3517032023452414262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/vada-paav-ahmednagar-and-i-realise_8534.html' title='Vada paav @ ahmednagar anD i realise tHe WOrlD is fLaT too.'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-6372707416086603293</id><published>2008-02-05T11:48:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-11T13:05:14.530+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pune diaries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><title type='text'>On a different lAne.</title><content type='html'>So noW i am oFf to shirdi.had to get up reAlly early today around 8 to catch up all tHe trains.got ready and took a ticket till some shivaji station,my AUnt accompanied Me till there .not that i insisted but she wanted to see Me through till i geT a bUs.i wOulD have loved to do it alonE but it was Necessary that i allowed her to accompany me for her peace OF mind and mY MoM s  too.they care abOut Me,a LOT..and when i say a lot,i reAlly mEan it.i thinK that is onE thing when u r tHe only sibling iN yOur fAmily.u get cared a lot and tHe best part is you get spoilt a LOT too.&lt;br /&gt;Well ,there was a hell OF a LOT OF rush iN tHe train and after we reached tHe station ,tHe bus stop was close by itself from where i tOok tHe bus to shirdi and am currently iN it. &lt;br /&gt;One thing that i noTiced about tHe people here is that they are loud and beleive me they really are.its like i asked this fellow close by as to how much time it will tAke to shirdi, iN a low voice,because i dint want to souNd like a person who was new to all this and dint know anythin.and this guy thinks for somE timE and screams oUt so loudly'shirdi do bajey ko aane ka' iN a perfect bombay Ishtyle that tHe conductor who was taking ticKEtS from everyone doesnt even bothEr to ask Me where i am going and straight away gives ticket to shirdi,as almost everyone iN tHe bus heard my deAr friend nExt to me.i hAVE A Doubt that even tHe car iN tHe laNe on tHE oTher side migHt haVE stuMbled.but everyone,eventhough loud,are acTive and lovely and not as hostIlE as theY sound.you hear alMost everyone addressing each oTher as bhau,taai,kaaka..no mAtter whaT tHe situAtion is..&lt;br /&gt;RigHt Now tHe bUs has comE to somE stOp.and everyone gets up and i am tHe onLy OnE iN tHe BaCK seAt.guEss its gona be a long journEy.&lt;br /&gt;But anyways i am moving somewhere instead OF being dormant at onE plAce and that is somEthing i will go for anyday..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-6372707416086603293?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6372707416086603293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=6372707416086603293' title='0 Comments'/><link 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POST'/><title type='text'>BAg pacKing MoNth..on tHE Move..</title><content type='html'>Well this moNth haS truly beeN tHe on tHE Move moNth,as far as i am concerned.that toO aT a timE wheN guYs are having exams baCk iN coimbatore.28 th f jaN ,i boardEd tHe train to puNe.reached there On tHE nExt day.roaMed aroUND A LOT THERE..31st was tHe scmhrd interview,that itself was like a trip.on1st it was an interview at sibm.weNt to bomBay tHe nExt day.camE to puNe aFterwards and then wEnt to mY aUNts plAce thaTs around 30 kms froM puNe.tOok nicE rest there fOr a couplE OF days but theN this moNth haS been for anything but rest:)so i deCided to go to shirdi for a couplE OF days too , and am currently iN a bus to shirdi.and thats not all!!i might go bacK to MY aUNts plACe toMorrow and then will pack OF for puNE city tHe day after.tAke a roOm oUtside and mEet some peOple.there is an interview on tHE 9 th and then comEs tHe best part.i am oFf to goa for a coUplE OF dAys.well i hAVE travelled so mUch on mY oWn this timE thaT even goA dOEs Not excite ME Enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-7993319281330233793?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7993319281330233793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=7993319281330233793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/7993319281330233793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/7993319281330233793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/bag-packing-monthon-move.html' title='BAg pacKing MoNth..on tHE Move..'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-1354747598215274518</id><published>2008-01-31T18:42:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-11T13:06:42.671+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pune diaries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><title type='text'>ScMhrd gd-pi paRt 2.</title><content type='html'>Now i comE to the nExt part mE scMhrd group discussiOns.&lt;br /&gt;As soON as i eNtered the areNa i saW a cOUplE OF nErvOus guYs,one oF theM was so obsessEd with hoW his tie is thaT wheNever you saW him his haNds wiLl be on his nEck.theN there waS this oTher guY who was comparativEly caLmEr,caLm to suCh eXtent thaT he wOuLd noT tAlK itseLf..theN wE wENt to the 5 th fLoor where it wAs supposEd to tAke PlACE..anD we wEre told to go dOwn to the groUnd fLOor anD registEr first.the eLEvatOr tooK aN age to COme up anD oUr tie-guY was so furioUs thAt he wOULD eveN tEll us thaT wE shoUlD haVE wAlkEd.bUt theN the lifT caMe anD wE wENt DOwn..registEreD mYseLF For the gd anD wAs toLD to tAkE the fifth seAt in the third roW..i saT anD wAs BEtwEen a giRl from gurgAON anD a feMAlE froM deLhi.her nAMe wAs SAKSHi ,thaT i DO reMEmber.i guEss i will writE in morE onCe i am OnLine on a coMp.mY haNds are paining tApping aWay theSe keys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-1354747598215274518?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-2544131554299367137</id><published>2008-01-31T13:58:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-11T13:07:15.662+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pune diaries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><title type='text'>SCMhrd gd anD PI..</title><content type='html'>Ok..so the firsT inTErvieW is DOne anD wasnt it greAt.i slEpt yEstErday aroUND 12 anD wOke up at 5 bUt theN the moRning chilL anD the BlAnket wEre faR MORe compeLling thaN the prospecT oF an inTErview.&lt;br /&gt; I goT up aT 6 anD whaT the heLl.?no hoT watEr..so i gaThered soME cOurage anD tOok a showEr in the artIc watErs..drEssing up tooK a loT OF timE..firsT timE i waS dressing up fOr an inTErvieW man..AFter haLf an hoUr oF struGgling wiTh the shirt anD the tie,s waS All reADy to go to scMhrd ceNtre.it was in somE inTErnatioNal conVEntion ceNtre.it was big anD beAUtiful.i tOoK an aUtO to the senaPATI BApat  roAD anD the COLD maDe ME shuDder,it almOSt tore mE inTo twO.bUt theN reMEmbering thaT i wAS in formAl clotheS anD thaT i haD to acT FormallY as wELl,so i gaTheRed soME streNgth anD saT upright bUt iNsiDe i wanTEd to cUrl up noT giVing a DaMn if mY shiRt WOuLD be creAsed or noT.&lt;br /&gt;So theN i reAChed icc somEhow anD was bloWn away by thEir building.i think i think will stOp thiS bLOg anD conTinUE in a nEW PoSt.by the way i dOnT kNoW where i haVE reAched righT NoW,i wAS Just waLking aND eNjOying the suN anD i am fAr oFf From mY plACE.I SEE a big lic bUilding righT in fronT oF mE anD a puNE musiC hoUse anD a cOUplE OF giRls spEeding aWay in an actIvA anD almOst raMming intO an aUTO ,anD theY giVE this dismAl looK thaT everyOnE stArts blAMing the aUtO guY,wEll,oBVioUslY wheN there are twO preTtY giRlS inVOLVEd who wiLl tAkE the siDe oF the pooR old heFTY BUrlY looKing guY with a tuMmY thaT is aLMoSt toUching the speEDomEter..anD the guY Curses anD the giRls go scOtt Free with somEoNE waiting to be their nEXt vicTim..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-2544131554299367137?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2544131554299367137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=2544131554299367137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/2544131554299367137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/2544131554299367137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/scmhrd-gd-and-pi.html' title='SCMhrd gd anD PI..'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-3235616591146498357</id><published>2008-01-30T18:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-30T18:51:41.354+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pune diaries'/><title type='text'>D day is inching clOser..anD i aM prepaRed..</title><content type='html'>So.jUst a feW hoUrs befOre mY syMbiosis dreAM tAkEs wings.scMhrd is firsT in linE.they haVE an eliminaTion proCess aCCOrding to which theY will seLEct you  for the personAl inTervieW onLy if theY finD you suitAbLe Enough in the groUp discUssions .i bELieVE i caN clEar thaT easilY,i jUst nEed to be mYseLF.i haVEnt prePared on any  tOpic as suCh buT i beleive thaT whaTEver comEs MY way i wilL haNdle it.i rehEarsed a littLE For the inTervieWs anD its coMing oFf NicEly.earlIer i did noT thinK thaT I NEeded a resuMe because i DOnT havE any job eXperience as suCh neither am i goIng for a jOb.a loT OF peOplE haD a lOT OF opinions reGarding the way the resuMe shoulD loOk aND as always i haVE a proBlEm with somEthing thaT is prescribed anD i thinK rather thaN heEding tO all those ideAs it will be better if i jUst haVE a plAin vaNilla inTroduction with name,education anD aim in it anD theN whaTEver the inTErvieWer has to ask he/she caN ask mE.i aM righT in froNt oF them signEd ,seAlEd anD deLivEred.whaT MoRe DO theY NEed.?ask ME anYthing on mYseLF anD i shaLl comE up with a befitting aNswEr anD thaT shoUlD Be MoRe thaN ENough.    &lt;br /&gt;TOmOrrOw i aM gonA wear My whitE shirt anD the creAm troUsers anD a blAck tie.wEll i haVE a proBlEm with thaT too.why shoUlD wE stick on to the age old british traditioNs .why cOulDnt the institution meNtion that onE has to be in inDian clothes raTher thaN stricTly wEstErn or the euphemistic equivalent tht is'formal wEar'.in the eNd mBa s are supposed tO think different anD oUt oF the boX righT.?&lt;br /&gt;Well i guEss My MoM will be daMn tEnse as of Now anD My dad too woUlD be tEnse bUt theN he wOulD noT shoW it.mY MoM movie other haND will Just poUr oUt everything in her minD, oVer the phonE..wEll she cares a loT thAts why..i wilL stAy truE to aLl their eXpeCtations anD DO wEll..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-3235616591146498357?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-7431049822194960025</id><published>2008-01-30T14:07:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-11T13:07:56.701+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><title type='text'>It JUSt geTs beTtEr..am i going tO goA now!?</title><content type='html'>It has happeNEd FOr the Fourth timE thaT the moBilE goEs oFf wheN i tYPe anD am almost going to finish thaT particUlar posT.i haVE loADs oF timE so i caN retype it again.&lt;br /&gt;WEll in the mORning SAHiL caLlEd up anD conFirmed the plaN thaT wE haD seT to go to goA..yes..yOu hEArd mE right i will be going tO goA. I haVE a bUsy schedule i guEss.toMorrow anD day afteR will be the inTErvieWs at symBi,theN i haVE to go to My aunts plAcE fOr a coUple oF daYs,i mighT go to shirdi fOr a coUplE OF daYs becAUse i oWE so mUch to sai..theN i wilL have to reTurn bacK to My auNTs plAcE anD comE back again to the saME plAcE where i aM stAYing righT Now to atTend the siiB inTErvieW On the 9 th.&lt;br /&gt;AfTEr the 9 th i aM OFf to goA.i guEss wE haVe alreADy booKEd the roOMs aT a hoTEl nEAr baga&lt;br /&gt; BeAch.this is whaT i cALl fOrward thinking,foR the firsT timE  shoWn by mY roOmmatEs.oF couRse beCAuse its goA.a coUplE OF daYS there,wEll, i DonT knoW hoW i aM gonA geT cash fOr all thiS but somEhow wheN yOU want somEthing baDly everything stArts faLling intO their plAcEs easing oUt the jigsaw puZzLE.so being an optimist i beLieVE everything wilL geT sortEd OUt soon..its surely goimg to be great fun.everytime some idea like this floats up ,it gets cancelled just because one person cannot make it ,but this tiome we have decided no matter ,even if its only 2 people we will still proceed and go on to wherever we have planned.as of now,me,sahil,eugene ,naseeb and tariq are going along with the plan and we have already booked a couple of rooms.my aunt might make a big issue but then i will sort it out,i have always done so.hopefully dad passes on some cash for the journey ,he already has done so much for me but then i think i will make everything worth once i get settled.&lt;br /&gt;As  i looK dOwn from the balCOny i caN seE a yOUNg guY who is mAd.he is cUrsing everyOnE anD kicking the roAD preTty badly anD is all angRy anD shoUting aT his toP vOice,theN suDdeNly he is all Normal anD tAkEs oUt the bluEtooth heAdset on which he was tALking.i DonT knoW if i was the onLy persoN who thought like that,anYways,&lt;br /&gt;I thinK i aM going craZy anD haVE to stOp righT Now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-7431049822194960025?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7431049822194960025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=7431049822194960025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/7431049822194960025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/7431049822194960025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/it-just-gets-betteram-i-going-to-goa.html' title='It JUSt geTs beTtEr..am i going tO goA now!?'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-7330421868841687664</id><published>2008-01-30T10:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-30T11:04:01.638+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pune diaries'/><title type='text'>GooD Morning</title><content type='html'>So onE More day fOr the scMhrd inTervieWs.i am very reLaXEd anD positivE.jUst gave the shirts anD pants fOr iroNIng.i actuALlY wOke up at 5 today bUt the mOrning chiLl made puT the alaRm to a stOp anD slEep agaiN.woKe up aroUND 9 30 anD wENt to haVE teA anD noW i aM baCK with the nEWspapeRs.loads oF peOple i caN seE are in their fOrmalS anD thaT too stuDents.i guEss theY All have comE For the inTerviews toO.i jUst haVE to rehearse a FeW aNswErs onCE MoRe anD geT My reSuME DOnE anD theN thaTs it.  &lt;br /&gt;WhilE on the roAD i cOulD seE peoplE ruNning tO Their oFficEs,a nicE giRl hastENing her stEps to CaTch an autO bEfOre the oTher person appRoaching it dOes anD a loT oF hustLE bUstle.this is whaT i like anD this is where i bELOng.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-7330421868841687664?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7330421868841687664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=7330421868841687664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/7330421868841687664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/7330421868841687664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/good-morning.html' title='GooD Morning'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-5872332514198062199</id><published>2008-01-29T21:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-29T21:48:53.755+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pune diaries'/><title type='text'>I am waLkin aWay..anD loviNg iT..</title><content type='html'>I haD dinner at a veg restaurant just outside the lodge.after that now i am just walking outside on the streets anD man! It feels good.a COLD breeze blowing right on my face,people in their winter attire walking off.&lt;br /&gt;Just came across an interesting plAcE.its just by the side of the road anD many people are sitting on the chairs there anD chatting.people discussing their day,guys confiding about girls,old peOple with some one..its like you are sitting anD seeing all the rush flow by anD enjoy the slow pace of the night here ,by the roAd..its so refreshing..an airtel logo on my right brightens up..same is the case of an idea logo in yellow..there are hoardings of sigma onE,a lifestyle furniture shop to my right anD a pinnacle group hoarding further to my right..the light changes from yellow to red anD a bus slams  its brakes anD enDs up a metre or so ahead of the line.. The book vendors by the side pack of the second hand booKs anD while every one is packing off ,a ragpickEr comes anD sits next to me anD emptieS his collection anD sprints across to thE roAD to pick up a boTtLE throWn by a person..life certainly is moving hEre,something that nevER happENEd in coimbatore or kEraLA..i am loving it.. &lt;br /&gt;Now i am baCK in the roOm anD it feEls pleAsanTlY warm afTEr haVing thaT breeZy wAlk..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-5872332514198062199?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5872332514198062199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=5872332514198062199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pune diaries'/><title type='text'>Symbi viSit</title><content type='html'>Why doEs it happen to me only..again i was in the middle of a post anD the mobile wENt off.well i wENt to sibM campus today.i had actually expected a vast campus but it was a simplE building with four floors,however the cafeteria is good anD hence i haVE no complaints.i guEss thats why they have moved to a new campus in some lavale village in some knowledge city.well as soon as i entered the campus i knew i wanted to be there very baDly.&lt;br /&gt;After spending some timE in the canteEn i stArted walking aimlessly anD found out the symbiosis international university building.it had a lot of countries flag on its facade,signifying its international nature.then  i caught an auto back anD saw a lot of potential places to hang out anD came back to the room anD wanted to take a short nap but i coULDnt because symbiosis was running all over me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-3085584403885876636?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3085584403885876636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=3085584403885876636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/3085584403885876636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/3085584403885876636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/symbi-visit.html' title='Symbi viSit'/><author><name>ArUn 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my uncle off so as to explore on my own,spent a lot of time in the SIBM cafeteria,ordered an ice tea and tried listenig to what everyone was speaking about .well it was nothing but food,i thought there will be people in suits and ties ,talking about globalization and business but here i was surrounded by a sea of SIBM-ites cracking jokes and enjoying their lunch.well i hope to be a part of them soon.net on mobile was not logging in properly so i come to a net cafe close by and start blogging to pass some time.got to have lunch too but then there is no earth of places here :) have to buy some stuff and get ready for all the interviews and other things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-7203472361487126464?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-6636382219015772172</id><published>2008-01-28T19:00:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-11T13:08:35.922+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><title type='text'>18:48 train diaries..the train</title><content type='html'>Well.I am in the Lokmanya Tilak Express anD mad at myself as I skipped while I was going to publish one bLog that I had typed in this mobile with so much pain anD effort anD what DO i DO after typing all that? I skip!noThing much to DO anyways so I shall start everything all over again.As oF now 2 ppl sit in front of me,a senior citizen anD another fellow,to my right sits a man with a pony tail anD the laDy I met on the train to his further right.By the way I had lost my article in the bLog when I was in Hindupur ,that is in Andhra, i suppose.Took a snap of a couple of monkeys in the Hindupur station beFore they soUNded threatening anD I hurried my steps towards the train.We had exams today anD all of the guys in the room must have gone for it ,noT that they care for it but they just have to attend anD as my friend put up I caN'legally bunk exams!    &lt;br /&gt;TimE has moved pretty fast.I dont get bored anymore these days.I just have so much to dream.I dont know how this post is going to end up as its the first timE I am blogging through my mobile.JAVI anD eugene dropped me in the station today anD the train started at 8 04 am.Got my ticKEt confirmed yesterday anD hence having a pretty peaceful journey.Well I wouldnt have minded even if the journey was through general compartment.I dont know but is nt it different from all the regular travels.?A challenge probably.the pony tail guy,who is to my right,his phone rings up anD he answers it in BOND style.instead of'bond,james bond' he says something like'pandyan,sakkara pandyan' anD he excuses himself anD goes oFf.I was reading 'the world is flat'for the second timE by Thomas Friedman,guess it might help in interviews.Well my mobiles charge is dropping anD I hope it stays on till tomorrow morning 10 35.When I am supposed to reach puNE.Some station has come anD I hope I caN charge my mobile.Let me seE.Well the stop is Srisatyasai Prashantinilayam .Pleasant climate.&lt;br /&gt;The text limit in the mobile is 5524 words anD I hope I dont exceed that soon.Man!charge is dropping anD there is no charger any where close by anD if I go a little more distance to charge my mobile,either i will find the chargeR or will miss the train.A tea vendor screams 'chai chai' anD I hope he comes here as I badly nEed one but the voice seems to go farther.The DOppLEr effect someone explained.One guy comes anD asks if I need bhel puri.well my stomach was screaming out yeah but i dont know why,I said no.Now I regret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-6636382219015772172?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6636382219015772172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=6636382219015772172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/6636382219015772172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R5yMrHzPsdI/AAAAAAAAACo/tEuaTGdMDlQ/s1600-h/DSC00453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R5yMrHzPsdI/AAAAAAAAACo/tEuaTGdMDlQ/s320/DSC00453.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160153945515995602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;19:22&lt;div&gt;So I have booked my ticket to Pune .Ticket is booked for tomorrow 8 am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This sections going to be about the start of the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Republic day&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Well,we were all sitting in the room looking at each other and doing nothing .Someone told 'man,its so boring'and I heard someone say 'ok,lets go to Ooty' and there we were hitting the road to Ooty.Whenever you plan nothing goes accordingly,its all these out of the blue plans that work!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time is 12:43 pm and we hit the road and we leave for Ooty.12:54 we reach at one of the friends place and pick him up.All excited and fill up the tank with a grand worth petrol and roll out.13:10 we are still going on and we get confused as to which road to go.There is one to the left and a way to the right.We take the left and follow the road.7 minutes later we still are confused and dont know if we are going right,but then our spirirts are too high to be pulled down by confusion.Then comes a roadsign confirming that we are on the right road and reach the first hairpin bend for Ooty by 13:57.There are 14 hair pin bends to conquer.By 14:18 the wheel drifts on the corner of the turn and we do the 5th hair pin bend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can feel the freshness of the air and feel relieved to escape all the rush and hush of the town,the dust,the busses,everything.we get out and start taking some photos and see a married couple taking some pics too.They call one of us to take a pic with both of them.Well I had a doubt earlier itself that they will want us to take a pic for them because they were had the camera on auto mode and whenever they used to keep it on top of ther car and pose everything else,the mountains,the monkeys in the background,everything would come, apart from them.So after trying so hard to smile and pose and still not get a single pic of them both proper they call one of us.The only thing I was worried was that the guy who went from us to take the pic wouldnt ask the guy to take a pic of him and the wife.Well he would have and then we finally entered ooty city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More to write.I will keep it for the next blog.Need a right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-289207743127692303?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/289207743127692303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=289207743127692303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/289207743127692303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/289207743127692303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/1922-so-i-have-booked-my-ticket-to-pune.html' title='sO.we STarT roLLinG ouT for OoTy.'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R5yMrHzPsdI/AAAAAAAAACo/tEuaTGdMDlQ/s72-c/DSC00453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-3580952767889715296</id><published>2008-01-27T11:00:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-11T13:10:41.644+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><title type='text'>loAds TO Put DOwN buT NO tiME as oF nOW</title><content type='html'>Reached from Ooty at night ,around one o clock.What a kickass trip it was.Started at 12 45 and reached back around the same time at night,a great 12 hour trip.Loads to write actually and I will do it once I do get some time,probably,later today.as of now ,I have to prepare some answers for the interview I have to give to SCMHRD and SIBM on the 31st of Jan and 1st Feb respectively.Looking forward for that.Have to go to the ticket agency and get my Pune ticket too.Have to get the copy of my tenth marksheet to be submitted for the GD and PI..&lt;br /&gt;Have a lot to write about the Ooty trip .Actually I kept on saving all the events on my mobile so as to remember them all when I blog and hence have to find some peaceful time to get everything down.As of now thats all folks!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-3580952767889715296?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-2648720621571583435</id><published>2008-01-26T12:39:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-11T13:11:14.018+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><title type='text'>rePuBLic DAY</title><content type='html'>After sleeping at 5 in the morning yesterday I got up at 9 in the morning.Not bad.Well we are all sitting in the room and watching the TV ..When someone suddenly squeaks 'ooty will be nice now' and off we go to ooty .Getting ready to go there and be back by night.Have a good lunch and probably go to some nice place there and come back.I dont know why I am going but I just cant stop now.Have to prepare a resume and do so many things but they have become secondary now.Eugene and Tariq are not coming as they are out somehwhere but no cancel of plans today.We will go to ooty.Have to start packing as i will be leaving to pune on 28th and be back only by 10th of feb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-2648720621571583435?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2648720621571583435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=2648720621571583435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/2648720621571583435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/2648720621571583435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/republic-day.html' title='rePuBLic DAY'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-782944657369071860</id><published>2008-01-23T02:11:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:15.569+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>Does ANyONe cARE.?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R5pDBnzPscI/AAAAAAAAACg/dxtHBq4wu20/s1600-h/do.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159510018249175490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R5pDBnzPscI/AAAAAAAAACg/dxtHBq4wu20/s320/do.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Well.This is the picture of a hapless dogs body stuck in between the railings of the divider of the road that leads to my college.Well when i first saw it I had no idea what the hell it was on this bloody earth.?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;It did not take me much time to figure out what it was but just look at the way the death struck that dog!!I am personally a big animal lover and I absolutely love dogs.I dont have any idea as to what might have happened .It is obvious that it was hit by a vehicle but then the way it has ended up is seriously strange.Can someone even try to explain what might have happened and how is it possible for the body to be in such a terrible and arcane position.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Was it trying to cross the road .?If yes then I am sure it would have prefferd the other two entries.The ones on its sides..If it was hit by a vehicle,how come it is in such an odd position,stuck between those barricades.?Mysterious!!Its head has almost done a 180 degree vertical flip to the other side and is almost detatched..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Whatever it was ..It was sad and strange at the same time.It is damn sad as to what this dog might have gone through while being stuck in such a difficult position.You often see in all these animal planet and stuff as to how they rescue even a cat or a bird stuck somewhere in US or other foreign countries but here if a cat or any other animal is stuck somewhere ,say on an electric post or something the best way to bring it down will be stoning it till it jumps amd loses its life or eventually dies after getting stoned.Well it is such a pity that in a country where animals like cows and rats are given godly status, there itself none cares a fig for animal life.There might be an animal welfare group but who knows them.?We just feel their presence once in a while in the news channels where they protest on something but the baseline is that none knows whom to contact if they do need to, in any emergency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;So many people do trade in tiger skins and other animal parts of endangered species but it is very sad to see the govt spending less on these matters and even when it does the results are in the negative more often than not. I personally remember seeing sharks fin soup on the menu of a chinese restaurant in ooty.I wanted to raise my voice against it but who will listen to it?.we often listen to the news of Prahlad kakkar meeting the PM but unfortunately nothing follows it and wildlife is put at a risk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;so many elephants killed either by a running train or an electric fence set up by the people and the most strange part of it all was that paris hilton gave a statement supporting the plight of the wild elephants but there has been no considerable move by the Govt of India.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i would personally like to do something for the welfare of animals and hope that i will be able to do it efficiently once i have the authority to change things..best of luck to myself!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-782944657369071860?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/782944657369071860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=782944657369071860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/782944657369071860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/782944657369071860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/does-anyone-care.html' title='Does ANyONe cARE.?'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R5pDBnzPscI/AAAAAAAAACg/dxtHBq4wu20/s72-c/do.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-9060354343435648168</id><published>2008-01-23T01:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:15.748+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><title type='text'>anOTHER Late NIgHt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R5ZREheMN7I/AAAAAAAAACY/NKl9OPkDiIY/s1600-h/LATE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158399561345808306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R5ZREheMN7I/AAAAAAAAACY/NKl9OPkDiIY/s320/LATE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1:20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another late night,1:20 right now.Not even close to feeling sleepy.Well vivekananda beleived that a person needs to sleep only for 4 hours and use the rest of the time for his/her betterment .Well not sure if i can follow the whole statement but sleeping for fours certainly finds a supporter in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some jerk in the T.V is right now advising on the stocks-on what to buy and what not to buy.well,the stock market s fell by 1400 points yesterday and that to after it rallied for 600 points near the closing bell.Well do i care?Right now,No.Because I dont have any cash up there in the markets and pretty happy that I do not have any cash right now in the midst of this juggernaut.Some of my friends(READ:kUMAR ) ,who do have it, might still be having sleepless nights.As far as I am concerned it is an interesting development and a great oppurtunity for new entrants like me,but I do not have any other proof apart from my PAN card which I got for the markets only but I am waiting for things to settle down,especially my admission and once it does I will get into it..sooner or later..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another news is that Sharukh is going to pump in some money into the IPL cricket league..Well he is certainly one person who knows where to put his money.Maximum publicity.He is the ambassador or the media face for FORCE INDIA too.The first Indian f1 car by Mallya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya,mentioning Mallya,I just remembered a joke by him, which Javi told ,well dont know if its true or not because when it comes to fabrication and exxageration we both share a great cordial relation.Well the incident goes like this- "Vijay mallya sees Mukesh ambani at a party and is surprised to see a person like Mukesh who is pretty introvert,in a party.Mukesh meets him and during their conversation he brags that his earnings in a month is equal to the earnings of Mallya during the whole year.mallya,being at his flamboyant best casually tells him that whatever Mukesh Ambani spends in an year,he spends in a month".Whether its true or not,well..I have doubts but then I dont have rock hard principles of truth and neither have I pledged to tell only the truth in this blog ..so beleive it or not..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-9060354343435648168?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9060354343435648168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=9060354343435648168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/9060354343435648168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/9060354343435648168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/another-late-night.html' title='anOTHER Late NIgHt'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R5ZREheMN7I/AAAAAAAAACY/NKl9OPkDiIY/s72-c/LATE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-781155474551540940</id><published>2008-01-22T00:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:15.962+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><title type='text'>TIME FReeZE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R5T3KxeMN6I/AAAAAAAAACQ/JZDs2LfsjHo/s1600-h/562698807_bcb8580f6d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158019237696780194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R5T3KxeMN6I/AAAAAAAAACQ/JZDs2LfsjHo/s320/562698807_bcb8580f6d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sandmania/1275016160/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;00:38&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm..Finally ,got the internet connection back and running.nothing much happened today.Was a beautiful day as usual.It always is when you wake up late but then i woke up at 7 today,well.Was woken up would be exact.Got late for college as usual but had good excuses today though.Wont go deep into them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways got late by 5 minutes (lets keep it at 5) and the college doors again closed but today we planned not to bunk any classes ,dont know what got into us to take such a decision!!They shortened the classes from an hour to a 50 minute period but whoa!,time stops when college goes..50 minutes is an entire life time in the class.It is like all the staff comes in and teach and as soon as they do so the time freezes and everything goes to the slow motion mode.Big yawns and welled up eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had 5 periods and attended them all and even came to college after lunch.Well that took some convincing though after the paranthas and the lassi we had.Dont know how much attendance percentage i would be having ,well all of us would be having,considering that we have been to college for roughly 8 days and that too is like crossing the threshhold of optimism ,and even those 8 days we ve attended only half days.Well going by the records ,40% attendance will be really gracious although i doubt it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To add to my miseries , I ll have to take a week off to go to pune for the GDs and PIs.Not that i am complaining on that front.Looking forward to be there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have to doze off now or else I will have to copy paste the whole thing for tomorrow also for the likeliness of getting late again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-781155474551540940?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/781155474551540940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=781155474551540940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/781155474551540940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/781155474551540940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/time-freeze.html' title='TIME FReeZE'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R5T3KxeMN6I/AAAAAAAAACQ/JZDs2LfsjHo/s72-c/562698807_bcb8580f6d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-6694810119871370213</id><published>2008-01-17T17:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:16.215+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><title type='text'>No INterNET HerE!!  helP</title><content type='html'>17:45&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R49G8xeMN5I/AAAAAAAAACI/we9RbFJ7PnM/s1600-h/448263324_ff3ef75ded[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156418108248569746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R49G8xeMN5I/AAAAAAAAACI/we9RbFJ7PnM/s320/448263324_ff3ef75ded%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60602353@N00/367106409/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now in kerala and as usual net connection not working.Shows up some HTTP error.Well its just out of my comprehension.Why cant they make a simple understandable method in which if an error is there the humble screen just tells you"goodmorning or afternoon.The problem is this and do this to use it again,have a nice day".Instead it shows up some bloody geek code as if we were cryptolgists.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hTTp:!@4225@%#sdfbsgfcontas8345(whatever , somethin like this!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways.Have been offline for four days.So here I am in an internet cafe closeby,thinking how to kill some more time.Will be on again sometime soon i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-6694810119871370213?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6694810119871370213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=6694810119871370213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/6694810119871370213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/6694810119871370213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/no-internet-here-help.html' title='No INterNET HerE!!  helP'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R49G8xeMN5I/AAAAAAAAACI/we9RbFJ7PnM/s72-c/448263324_ff3ef75ded%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-5560049228339167236</id><published>2008-01-13T00:26:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:16.393+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>CHANGE iS thE OnlY PERmaneNT thING-part 1 (hostel)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R4ka2ReMN4I/AAAAAAAAACA/bngQhyTe364/s1600-h/Bunks-bowfin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R4ka2ReMN4I/AAAAAAAAACA/bngQhyTe364/s320/Bunks-bowfin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154680768207533954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRUE..AbSOLutely true..&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;change is infact the only thing that doesnt change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont know why but I suddenly realised that my college days are drawing to an end and lo!!Three years are over.Well almost.Four months more to go.Made a lot of friends and as usual everyone is now geariNG Up to part ways and seek their different goals and aspirations.Dont have any idea where we will all be ten years hence or for that matter even five.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still remember my first day in hostel when I was accompanied with my parents to the hostel and after everything was arranged they left and then and there began a new life where I was independent ,had to seek for my things.Well i always wanted to live in the hostel as iw was something that i found was extremely interesting and different from the usual course.Ya and i was in the hostel and there was this huge pool of anxious faces who were all new to whatever they were seeing and a bunch of seniors lurking in the background to prey upon us..I instantly struck a chord with few guys there and we were all like small fishes going together in a pack and never leaving each other for the fear of the predator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That night we were alloted rooms and being in the luxury of home and suddenly being thrown out in the open to the real world did make one feel nostalgic,although i was enjoyng it.I remember 5 or 6 of us in a room and introducing us to each other and asking each other about the schools,friends ,girlfriends and a lot more..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting up in the morning early around 4 30 to be the first to take bath..Going for breakfast in the hostel mess..Well those both habits were very shortlived..Trying to disobey the rules of the hostel as much as possible ..These are all things that everyone of us would have gone through..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A special mention to the Oujha board game we played ..I ll take full credits here to say that I introduced it in our hostel and soon it did become a rage..I wonder how many spirits we let lose :) ..There was even a guy who fell unconscious while playing the game..Bribing the watchman to let us free at night and playing in the basketball court till the wee hours of the night and making a lot of noise when the hostel power went off and swearing at the hostel warden.. The useless breakfast,boring lunch and the terrible dinner at the mess..Sitting up late nyt and thinking what we were gona do for the future..Thinking of the three years we had to survive there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As time passed by,none even cared to wake up early..used to get up at 9 and the college used to start at 9 30..Lectures were as boring and distasteful as they could get..Bunking started becoming the order of the day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Started violating the hostel in time curfew of 8 30 ..and started getting into the not so good books of the warden..as if we cared..Apology letters became gimmicks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met a lot of different people from exteremely different backgrounds..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but soon,after spending a year there,hostel started becoming so predictable and boring..Everything around so stale..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Worms in the food,Ants in water and the hostel Chefs(chefs!!that is a lot of respect) ,if you see the way they make food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one might surely give us a bravery award or an endurance award..Not going into the details cos I would like this to be pleasant.Long nights spent talking and the late mornings spent dozing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot more about hostel but then it would just go on and on..shuld have blogged from that time itself..Might add some more to it as i feel..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway better late than never..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way speaking about late..Its 1 30 now and tommorrow s a Sunday..I guess I will wake up late..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/change-is-only-permanent-thing-part-1.html' title='CHANGE iS thE OnlY PERmaneNT thING-part 1 (hostel)'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R4ka2ReMN4I/AAAAAAAAACA/bngQhyTe364/s72-c/Bunks-bowfin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-6953880402784299655</id><published>2008-01-11T15:15:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:16.540+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><title type='text'>oopS We DID It agaiN!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R4c-0ReMN2I/AAAAAAAAABw/eH-4QQUIc6M/s1600-h/Late%2520Again.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R4c-0ReMN2I/AAAAAAAAABw/eH-4QQUIc6M/s320/Late%2520Again.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154157366312974178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;15:00&lt;br /&gt;Have to say that today was a beautiful day.First time I could feel the mist suspended in the air and the chill surrounding it.First time in coimbatore I mean.Perfect day to laze around.Have coffee,sit chatting and wriggle up in the bed,but sadly it was not to be.Had to go to college!!&lt;div&gt;I had mentioned in the previous post that I know I will be late today for college and as they say 'thoughts become things' and there we were in college ,late once again.As usual,we went to the canteen and had coffee and sat there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Past couple of sems we all have been going to college more to drink coffee and eat egg puffs rather than attend classes.Teachers will agree rightaway.Well according to our past experiences and calculations the egg puff comes around 10:15 in the canteen,if the person is not late like us and fortunately he is not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An hour passed and we thought of going to class but then again no use of going to class if we dont get the first hour attendance and we were in no mood to whine with the staff to get the attendance for the first hour.She would have given but then the past couple of days she had told not to repeat it.not that we care but ego ka sawaal hai.Cant beg everyday right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had to kill some more time and went to coffee day..Had chicken tikka sandwich and a coffee toffee or toffee coffee or something like that..Just mentioned cos thinking about it makes me feel good and forget that there wont be any lunch today..Came back some time back..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We refused the cook for a 5000 that he had asked and so what does he do..?stops coming regularly..I knew there was something fishy when he was getting too friendly .I knew he was gona ask for some cash!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So its like ,I am kinda hungry,well very hungry and cant help it.Dont feel like going out anyways.Being involved in the blog stops me from thinking about food..or atleast thats how i am consoling myself..Well just for sometime..I am hungry!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-6953880402784299655?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6953880402784299655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=6953880402784299655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/6953880402784299655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/6953880402784299655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/oops-we-did-it-again.html' title='oopS We DID It agaiN!!'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R4c-0ReMN2I/AAAAAAAAABw/eH-4QQUIc6M/s72-c/Late%2520Again.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-3591333860608115336</id><published>2008-01-11T02:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:16.659+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><title type='text'>I know whats gona happen today..not again!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R4aIsReMNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/jSVkC5LXIYU/s1600-h/coffee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R4aIsReMNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/jSVkC5LXIYU/s320/coffee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153957117757765426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why a coffee picture..?Well, I need coffee!!Shit sleepy.I dint know how it again became 2:45 am..It was just 11 a few minutes back.There is no coffee also.Time just flew as i was surfing through the net.Well, Its gona be a familiar picture when I wake up.&lt;div&gt;I ll wake up around 8:30 now,I will be the last or the second last to wake up(prinz and me are very competitive when it comes to waking up late).Go in for a quick shower minus the hot water.Dress up and rush for college,no pen ,no book and be late.Make fun of the other science block students who are standing outside for being late.Arrive near our block,Find the doors shut and spend the next 40 minutes outside in the canteen,message someone and ask what the first hour is and who is taking..and then rush to get the attendance,again being given a last warning..so exciting,unpredictable!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sit for a couple of hours and after getting fed up of all the long,boring ,senseless lectures,we will get up and bid goodbye to college for the day.Attending the second half is never an option..Never was,too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont remember a single day when we were a little early to college..Forget early, I dont even remember when we were on time or late by a couple of minutes..Cos we show up only after 10 mins o so..who cares anyaway..its still a free country..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cook will be making food at home.Have food and gossip(READ bitching) and sleep off!!Get up and have the evening tea at aasai bakery..Same thing  everyday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hereby promise myself that I will get up early today and have a new routine for the day..lets see if I hold strong to my commitment..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats it..Going to stop..Too sleeepy to type..Have commitments!!Remember!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-3591333860608115336?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3591333860608115336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=3591333860608115336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/3591333860608115336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/3591333860608115336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-know-whats-gona-happen-todaynot-again.html' title='I know whats gona happen today..not again!!'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R4aIsReMNzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/jSVkC5LXIYU/s72-c/coffee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-1591350285569519324</id><published>2008-01-10T02:02:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:17.285+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current issues'/><title type='text'>comparing a normal day in kerala</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R4UvrBeMNxI/AAAAAAAAABA/pRHh_08twkQ/s1600-h/BANDH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R4UvrBeMNxI/AAAAAAAAABA/pRHh_08twkQ/s320/BANDH.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153577764771346194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R4UvrBeMNyI/AAAAAAAAABI/41FKJxfdt8o/s1600-h/BAND.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R4UvrBeMNyI/AAAAAAAAABI/41FKJxfdt8o/s320/BAND.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153577764771346210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They call it the gods own country and i ll put in my dads words as 'gods own political country'.&lt;div&gt;I lived continously for three years in kerala during my 5th,6th and 7th standards..I came back again when I had to study for my under graduate degree in coimbatore and hence there were frequent trips to kerala and they still go on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would have loved to say that a lot has changed but sadly nothing has changed.Everything remains the same and have deteriorated in case of any change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent a considerable time of my life in faridabad and i thought i would compare a northern place and kerala,from my viewpoint.This is how i see the things from my perspective&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Morning:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I were in Faridabad or any other northern city,there would have been crowd bustling around me.fast on their feet ,not to miss the local train to their work places.chatting between them .loads of activity happening in the street.traffc jams.People getting ready for work,retired people jogging around or practicing yoga at the park.Busses whistling past,autos nearly filled to their maximum capacity but the driver still tries to squeeze in an extra person on his seat for that extra buck.Children giving their goodbye kisses to their parents before the auto or the bus comes to a grinding stop in front of the gates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now if i were in kerala-people do wake up early,some of them are sweeping their yards,some lighting the prayer lamps and chanting the prayer in crisp voice into the morning breeze.all is fine and rosy till now.Enchanting!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You go to the streets you hardly find much activity.People are moving leisurely in a languid manner.None cares to meet any deadline.you see a bunch of people at the tea shop;nothing wrong with that ,but the thing is that most of these are people in their late twentys and mid thirtys.The family is supposed to be dependent on them but still they are tension free.they can go on and on regarding the political situtation existing there.Infact I believe people in kerala might be the most aware about the political situations of their place than any other state.A lot of time is being wasted and cups of tea being ordered.I think it was OSCAR WILDE who quoted that 'whats the use of a cynic who knows the price of everything but value of none',that holds true here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOON:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Up there in the north people will be dismantling the floors of their lunch boxes.Sitting in a group and chatting and breaking away pieces of roti and dipping it into dal curry and eating it fast enough so that they can be back for the job before the deadline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone has lunch in kerala too but then they come home and have it as usual in a leisure pace and probably have a siesta.Somewhere in the background an auto passes with a political partys flag announcing a meet on a certain date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AFTERNOON&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well people come back to their home in the evening or at night after a days hard work..spend some revitalising time with their family..Have a nice dinner and watch some tv or a movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back here in kerala,many people are in these small tody shops,having a wine bottle on its board and tody painted in white almost fading away ,waiting for the next drink to come and shell out all they have not caring if someones waiting at home or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way,kerala is the largest liqour consumer in the whole country.They come back home ,managing their way somehow.Rake up a fight under the influence of the wonder liquid,exhaust themselves and fall off somewhere to wake up to another normal morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOTE:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well i had originally pasted the above photos and was planning to write about the political strikes and bandhs but somehow i forgot and wrote the above.Please note that the above mentioned is not the condition of the whole state and many people do mean business here and are very dedicated..its just my frustration on the state of affairs that has led me to write all this most of it which cOuld be biased and not agreeable.It should not be seen as an attack on the malayalees but just an expression of sadness..what the hell..Everyone has the write to express right.?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-1591350285569519324?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1591350285569519324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=1591350285569519324' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-1951378714133762325</id><published>2008-01-10T00:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:17.517+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PICTURE POST'/><title type='text'>NOBODY IS PERFECT ,EXCEPT ME-WELL THAT WAS NOT TO BE HERE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R4UfNReMNuI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ckl-vvv-Ot8/s1600-h/oops+i+did+it+again.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R4UfNReMNuI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ckl-vvv-Ot8/s320/oops+i+did+it+again.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153559661484193506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;January 10 00:54&lt;div&gt;Well I was just goin through all the pictures we took ..and found this one..a funny one..thought i ll write about it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was at the jenney club swimming pool.Let me be honest and start with a disclaimer that, I am not a great ace swimmer,not even close to an amateur and can just about manage to paddle my legs and hands in such an awkward way that the onlookers feel sorry for me and are willing to help me out.Now i know much more though.Atleast i would like to believe so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well we decided that we ll take a picture with us giving a picture perfect shot.Unfortunately that was not to be,courtesy:me,but it was much more than that i guarantee..Starting from left,i guess its Tinku first..He is an elegant swimmer i must confess..Second in the water ,totally out of place its me,i ll come to it later..i deserve a lot of space here..third in ..hmmm..I cant figure it out but i think its Sahil..i hate him when i am in the pool ..he is up with all the pranks and mostly against me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next in the picture in the blazing red shorts is Eugene,in short,ug.Just look at him man..!!He is defying the law of gravity ,only to prove it  right later by slamming into the water and hitting the floor..That must have hurt mate :) Next in line is prinz,he is all set for a perfect landing and outside the pool is vineeth ,dont know who he is checking out..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till we saw the pic later when we reached home ,none realised the mistake in the photo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well i was the mistake..I tried jumping into the water with all grace but ended up hitting it flat on my chest and then i think i was looking on the side and making sure none else saw that rather embarassing odyssey..I think thats when i was caught on the frame looking left..damn it whoever took the bloody pic!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well here goes another small confession..I am scared of water!!Not of any boat rides or any water sports but getting into the water..Whatever phobia you might call it..On the same day this pic was taken i remember sahil pushing me into the other end of the pool,the deep one..And i was like a helpless soul just wishing that someone saw my drowning hand..Water in my lungs and everywhere inside me..It was as if i was drowning and i couldnt see anything around and believe me it feels awkward..Its like none of the bastards are watching you..and you think of all the good moments that the dry land offered you..Have to get over this fear man..well soon soon ..I dont know how but someone jumped in and then guided me along to safety..God bless!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the whole it was just another fun day.I guess we decided to swim that day because it was a bandh that day in tamil nadu ..well that is rare..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking about bandhs I am temped to write another post on kerala and the bandhs there..I guess i ll do it next..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-1951378714133762325?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1951378714133762325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=1951378714133762325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/1951378714133762325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/1951378714133762325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/nonbody-is-perfect-well-i-am-one-of.html' title='NOBODY IS PERFECT ,EXCEPT ME-WELL THAT WAS NOT TO BE HERE'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R4UfNReMNuI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ckl-vvv-Ot8/s72-c/oops+i+did+it+again.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-8245168577666600838</id><published>2008-01-09T00:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-10T01:40:20.503+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><title type='text'>whats happening.?</title><content type='html'>Am i too sleepy or is it for real that the font of my previous post is totally different to what i had previewed.All of a sudden the last couple of lines have increased their font size..&lt;div&gt;Am i hallucinating.?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever..Anyways I dont think it looks that bad , so let it be like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And ya.I am thinking of linking the blogger account to orkut pretty soon.Let the things around like admissions and stuff settle and then i will link it up so that my friends still  catch up with me.I seriously hope that they also catch up with blog pretty soon.wont it be fun being away from each other and still being able to monitor everyone and know what all the person is doing ,sitting miles apart.Well,this is nothing but the marvels of the new web revolution.Its something that is invaluably important to our lives and we are all connected to each other through the wonderful web.Be it blog,mails,chat or social networking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-8245168577666600838?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8245168577666600838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=8245168577666600838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/8245168577666600838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/8245168577666600838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/whats-happening.html' title='whats happening.?'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-4509063084451063920</id><published>2008-01-08T23:57:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:01:17.640+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><title type='text'>POST CAT exams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R4PLVxeMNsI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vk7dSe0pRPY/s1600-h/DSC00184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R4PLVxeMNsI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vk7dSe0pRPY/s320/DSC00184.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153185973559637698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..I had two posts earlier and it was mostly about the cat exam.the exam was not good as i had hoped in my earlier blog.That was written on the 8 th of october if i remember.i had promised that i will blog more after the nov 18 th exam.&lt;div&gt;It has taken some time,but i will be regularly blogging from know on for sure.I was actually waiting for my other management exam test SNAP s results to be out and well they were excellent according to me.All those expectations and hopes have been answered in the positive by me.i am sure that i will get a call from the major symbiosis institutes and have to attend their group discussuions and personal interviews too.Well i believe i can clear them.It would be nice when i will be writing one of my blogs from one of the symbiosis institutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wrote xat also and believe that it was good too.Anyway now i believe that i will be continuing my studies and not having a break as i will get into some of the good institutes .Well i guess i might be sounding a little over confident but then this is my way of keeping myself pepped up all the time ,believing in myself that i can do anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is one of my resolutions this year to be absolutely positive right throughout and dont even think anything other than positive.Believe  me, it helps and gives you great confidence to do anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-style: italic; line-height: 15px;font-family:verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;when you want something,all the universe conspires &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; line-height: 15px; font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;in helping you to achieve it-paulo coelho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 15px;font-family:verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I dont know if i got that quote exactly right but the meaning is clear i believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px;font-family:verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px;font-family:verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 15px;font-family:verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;well its jan 9 ,00:35 am not feeling sleepy.sitting back,typing away and a warm coffee to give me company.prinz too is having coffee and doesnt have any plans to sleep anytime now , he told me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px;font-family:verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;Have to go to college today atleast.havent been going for a week now.have to look at things on that front too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px;font-family:verdana;font-size:48px;"&gt;I guess thats it for now.I will be back with loads to write.Au revoir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-4509063084451063920?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4509063084451063920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7313466889174563260&amp;postID=4509063084451063920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/4509063084451063920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7313466889174563260/posts/default/4509063084451063920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/post-cat-exams.html' title='POST CAT exams'/><author><name>ArUn raFi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09222295571763815640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R_fsukDcEqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/412dYMsFRZg/S220/edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMSrIEOBp2k/R4PLVxeMNsI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vk7dSe0pRPY/s72-c/DSC00184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7313466889174563260.post-8203700640932833896</id><published>2007-10-08T18:33:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-11T13:16:26.679+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAILY POST'/><title type='text'>40 days for CAT and a mountain of expectations</title><content type='html'>well second day on the blog..and jus around 40 days to go fr th CAT xam..have to do a round up of ol the things..wish it were as easy as i said..well..a lot of expectations and burden TO carry through ol of them too..everyone expects somethin or th other..and this expectation probably leaves a little time to be with oneself..one acts how others expect f them and loses the vital individual in him / her..and this is wher blogging can help..so here i am updatin my newly found passion..everyone probably expects so much around me tht i have very less option bt to carry them through..i am tryin very hard fr this years all vital exam and not sure about the outcome..not tht i cant but sometimes u think of it and get jitters..although i might write it next year too but still a pang of guilt might still be thr as to why i wasted a year..in todays world one has to be fast or else thw world just rips one apart and moves forward..not givin a damn about what ones credentials were..well lets see..if things turn out to be better..as this little blog keeps on gettin updated..i am certainly optimistic as of now..have to go back now and start some studies...!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7313466889174563260-8203700640932833896?l=arcaneblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcaneblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8203700640932833896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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