<?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-1715935638952467671</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:55:55.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Life is bigger !!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sanjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09602343451900935648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1715935638952467671.post-6034958695830560813</id><published>2008-06-29T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T05:59:08.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocking Weekend</title><content type='html'>Weekend started early yesterday.....with the feeling that earth will stop rotating because of me leaving office early but you know what ...nothing of that sort happened.........then went to Bon jovi concert.........It was in rugby ground......but the grass was completed covered .......a lot of people with different dresses.......some more some less ;-) btw guys always carry light even if u dont smoke :-) this is best lessons learnt in euro trip....Bon Jovi was amazing.......blaze of glory........its my life.......adbhut :-).........ladka paagal ho gaya bhai :-) ........today morning went for good spanish omlette and toasted bread.........then had a BATHTUB bath :-) like a buffalo.........then went to park and slept there in sun........and now watching wimbeldon in TV.... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From UK trip, I will share some random things :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Christano Ronaldo: pure magic football player&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Gordon Ramsay the F man: chef uses F every sentence and he is good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gordon_Ramsay" target="_blank"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gordon_Ramsay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Gypsy word : word used for country people.....in my office people use it a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randomly ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1715935638952467671-6034958695830560813?l=san211.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/feeds/6034958695830560813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1715935638952467671&amp;postID=6034958695830560813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/6034958695830560813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/6034958695830560813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/2008/06/rocking-weekend.html' title='Rocking Weekend'/><author><name>Sanjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09602343451900935648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1715935638952467671.post-3383587338084234389</id><published>2008-03-08T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T08:18:17.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pata nahin kuin</title><content type='html'>This song/poem/PJ is suited when in ur fast life u just pause and think y i m doing this.....and the answers u dont know......&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;mein daudta huin&lt;br /&gt;mein bhaagta huin&lt;br /&gt;pata nahi kuin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mein yahain huin&lt;br /&gt;mein wahain huin&lt;br /&gt;pata nahi kuin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tere saath huin&lt;br /&gt;Tere se juda huin&lt;br /&gt;Pata nahin kuin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mein kush huin&lt;br /&gt;mein gumgeen huin&lt;br /&gt;pata nahi khuin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mein gaa raha huin&lt;br /&gt;mein likh raha huin&lt;br /&gt;pata nahin kuin :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1715935638952467671-3383587338084234389?l=san211.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/feeds/3383587338084234389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1715935638952467671&amp;postID=3383587338084234389' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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See You Again- Miley Cyrus[featuring JONASBROTHERS]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Anjana Dil kya Jane - Dhoka 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend chillaxing :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right of doing nothing :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1715935638952467671-3438723518012905303?l=san211.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/feeds/3438723518012905303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1715935638952467671&amp;postID=3438723518012905303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/3438723518012905303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/Opinion/Speaking_Tree/Of_Goodness_Intimacy_And_True_Sharing/articleshow/2762607.cms"&gt;http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/Opinion/Speaking_Tree/Of_Goodness_Intimacy_And_True_Sharing/articleshow/2762607.cms&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1715935638952467671-1460626976124449707?l=san211.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/feeds/1460626976124449707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1715935638952467671&amp;postID=1460626976124449707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/1460626976124449707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1715935638952467671-6162583097029683832?l=san211.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/feeds/6162583097029683832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1715935638952467671&amp;postID=6162583097029683832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/6162583097029683832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/6162583097029683832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/2008/01/thought-of-day.html' title='Thought of the day'/><author><name>Sanjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09602343451900935648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1715935638952467671.post-6533175611809016619</id><published>2007-10-08T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T11:39:49.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Read, Read &amp; Read…</title><content type='html'>I have started again reading a lot. I recently read “The Diary of A Young Girl” – Anne Frank. Apart from other things, I liked that the girl was honest in expressing that she liked her father more than the mother. And she wanted her father to listen to her and not being judgmental. Sometimes her father asked her to shut up. And she was very frustrated with that. She just wanted her to listen. This thing also forced me to think whether I have the quality of patiently listening and I found myself short on that. Sometimes, I should just listen so that other person can vent his/her feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other book which I have started reading is “The Life of Mahatma Gandhi”. I was really feeling low with general routines of life. This book has calming effect on me. On a lighter side, in initial years he looked as human as us :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1715935638952467671-6533175611809016619?l=san211.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/feeds/6533175611809016619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1715935638952467671&amp;postID=6533175611809016619' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/6533175611809016619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/6533175611809016619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/2007/10/read-read-read.html' title='Read, Read &amp; Read…'/><author><name>Sanjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09602343451900935648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1715935638952467671.post-8573371804095160453</id><published>2007-08-15T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T11:24:52.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raaste</title><content type='html'>ye kahain aa gaye&lt;br /&gt;socha na tha&lt;br /&gt;is jindagi ki bhulbhaliya mein.....&lt;br /&gt;idhar jaauin&lt;br /&gt;udhar jaauin&lt;br /&gt;kidhar jaauin&lt;br /&gt;isse pooncho&lt;br /&gt;usse pooncho&lt;br /&gt;kisse pooncho..&lt;br /&gt;wo wo kahta hai&lt;br /&gt;ye ye kahta hai&lt;br /&gt;iski sunta huin&lt;br /&gt;uski sunta huin&lt;br /&gt;kabhi lagta hai achaa sunta huin&lt;br /&gt;kabhi lagta hai jyada sunta huin&lt;br /&gt;raasta pata hai ya nahi pata&lt;br /&gt;mujhko nahi pata&lt;br /&gt;par lagta hai&lt;br /&gt;raasta wahi hai&lt;br /&gt;jis pe bachpan mein chale thei&lt;br /&gt;aur bachpan mein dhoondha tha :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1715935638952467671-8573371804095160453?l=san211.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/feeds/8573371804095160453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1715935638952467671&amp;postID=8573371804095160453' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/8573371804095160453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/8573371804095160453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/2007/08/raaste-ye-kahain-aa-gaye-socha-na-tha.html' title='Raaste'/><author><name>Sanjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09602343451900935648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1715935638952467671.post-7516550643604778663</id><published>2007-08-15T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T11:22:03.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>phir milenge</title><content type='html'>Ja raha tha sambhalte ladkhadate&lt;br /&gt;Jindagi ki rah pe&lt;br /&gt;Dur nazar aaya ek chehra&lt;br /&gt;Kuch Jaana Pahchaana Kuch ajnabi&lt;br /&gt;Dil bola aawaaz duin&lt;br /&gt;Dimaag bola ki wo to ajnaabi hai&lt;br /&gt;par aawaaz to nikal chuki thi&lt;br /&gt;aur unke kaano par pad chuki thi&lt;br /&gt;rahi ko humrahi mil gaya&lt;br /&gt;aandhi tufaan ka saamna bhi hua&lt;br /&gt;par saath wo thei isliye safar aasaan hua&lt;br /&gt;acchanak unhe apni manzil ka khayaal aaya&lt;br /&gt;hammein viyog ka paseena aaya...&lt;br /&gt;hum kya kahte hum kya karte&lt;br /&gt;aankhein kuch aur kahein&lt;br /&gt;muskarahat kuch aur&lt;br /&gt;kadam kuch aur...&lt;br /&gt;soche wo lamhe, muskaraye,&lt;br /&gt;gale mile aur&lt;br /&gt;chal diye&lt;br /&gt;ek nayi manzil pe&lt;br /&gt;is aas mein ki agle nahi to agle mode pe phir miloge..........:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1715935638952467671-7516550643604778663?l=san211.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/feeds/7516550643604778663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1715935638952467671&amp;postID=7516550643604778663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/7516550643604778663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/7516550643604778663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/2007/08/phir-milenge.html' title='phir milenge'/><author><name>Sanjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09602343451900935648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1715935638952467671.post-1577563653752945086</id><published>2007-07-20T05:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T04:27:36.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Replacements</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Recently, I watched a movie called "The Replacements". And as usual I don't remember the actor's name but for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; reference i saw the name of main hero.."&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Keanu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Reaves&lt;/span&gt;"..It is a story of players who replace professional US football players. Professional players go on  "strike" for increasing their fees....The league head asks his old coach friend to make a team. Coach "assembles" the team with players from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; background. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Keanu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Reaves&lt;/span&gt; lost one league game and every one knows him for that. The coach was able to sell the point that "Every Athlete dreams of second chance and they are getting that". &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Keanu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Reaves&lt;/span&gt; accepts the offer. Team consists of 1 prisoner, 1 jumbo, 1 deaf...The team starts clicking after 1st lost...Obviously they lost the 1st match ..........Then by their sheer love for the game , they reach the finals.........the league chair replaces &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Keanu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Reaves&lt;/span&gt; with the professional player in the final match,  which led to whole frequency mismatch of the team. And after first half the score was 17-0...which makes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Keanu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Reaves&lt;/span&gt; entry into the team easy......&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Keanu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Reaves&lt;/span&gt; helps the team to win the match.......&lt;br /&gt;My favourite dialogues......&lt;br /&gt;Professional Player says to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Keanu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Reaves&lt;/span&gt; that you will always be remembered as a replacement player....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Keanu&lt;/span&gt; replies "I can live with that :-)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Keanu&lt;/span&gt; says " It is close to inspirational .......Pain Heals. It takes its time but Glory lasts forever"&lt;br /&gt;Coach "There is no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;tomm&lt;/span&gt; for u, and that makes u very very dangerous people"&lt;br /&gt;"Greatness no matter how brief , stays with a  man"&lt;br /&gt;It is a Good movie if u want to learn some team concepts and something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; heart :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1715935638952467671-1577563653752945086?l=san211.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/feeds/1577563653752945086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1715935638952467671&amp;postID=1577563653752945086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/1577563653752945086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/1577563653752945086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/2007/07/replacements.html' title='The Replacements'/><author><name>Sanjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09602343451900935648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1715935638952467671.post-7544620564713987774</id><published>2007-07-18T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T04:37:00.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life and the art of spin bowling....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spin bowling is an art.... You have to give the ball flight ....If you don't give flight, you will not get the wickets.......You may have good economy rate but not wickets.....One has to relax and bowl....One can't just rush into it......Similarly in life, certain risks are required and rushing into it doesn't help......if we don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;take the&lt;/span&gt; risks, then we will not get success......Spin bowling is so enticing every one wants to hit it. A spin bowler also has to have a lot of mental strength to face some blows. Sometimes, it also requires to be just patient and keep trying. Spin bowling is also about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;continuously&lt;/span&gt; thinking, anticipating  and keeping it interesting for self and others....Just like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;warne&lt;/span&gt; does.....&lt;br /&gt;When i suggested this theme to a friend, he also gave some inputs.....like if a spinner bowls loose ball then it is going to be hit for six.....and fielders who are supporting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bowler&lt;/span&gt; will just watch....similarly in our life game....if we become loose, our family and friends can just watch.....&lt;br /&gt;So, lets bowl....with flight and keep bowling.........:-) its fun, its interesting but challenging also ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1715935638952467671-7544620564713987774?l=san211.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/feeds/7544620564713987774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1715935638952467671&amp;postID=7544620564713987774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/7544620564713987774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/7544620564713987774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/2007/07/life-and-art-of-spin-bowling.html' title='Life and the art of spin bowling....'/><author><name>Sanjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09602343451900935648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1715935638952467671.post-6038440538217022457</id><published>2007-06-16T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T04:38:46.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey....How was your weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey how was your weekend?...this is the first question everyone asks when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; morning starts.....somehow i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; like this question......because people expect a lot of big things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;from&lt;/span&gt; you....so i usually say i met president and then that chancellor called and did some mountaineering at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;himalayas&lt;/span&gt;....blah blah ....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;uske&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;neeche&lt;/span&gt; to logo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ko&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sunane&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mein&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;maza&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;nahi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;aata&lt;/span&gt; ....:-) but its fun how u can be innovative in replying to this question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a completely different thing, its so fun when u greet someone in a diff way or unexpected way....it makes me feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;gud&lt;/span&gt; when i say hi in different ways may b in terms of language or gesture :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye for now :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1715935638952467671-6038440538217022457?l=san211.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/feeds/6038440538217022457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1715935638952467671&amp;postID=6038440538217022457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/6038440538217022457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/6038440538217022457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/2007/06/heyhow-was-your-weekend.html' title='Hey....How was your weekend'/><author><name>Sanjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09602343451900935648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1715935638952467671.post-6440940954694391577</id><published>2007-04-15T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T04:44:42.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts :</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I recently watched "Namesake". I liked the movie because it deals with contemporary issues which today's youth face in global world. Issues like name, marriage, death and cultural issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing, I appreciate from movie is that NAME is so important. A lot of people face huge problem explaining their name and explaining name is so much unnecessary pain. And sometimes name could be huge motivator also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another striking point was that the boy leaves his firang GF and goes for desi girl as wife. But it didnt work out. And he says "I guess having same background wasn't sufficient." Something to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when u come back from abroad, India really looks like too much of hustle and bustle, and not so modern. But when we live here and stay in our own choosy places, we find it modern. Because, we go to specific places and meet specific persons. So, when we see such scenes of hustle and bustle, we see it as biased depiction of India, but sadly it is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends living in US is also going through these issues of cultural differences, marriage, and death. I also watched "Last King of Scotland". It has a minor reference to Indian livings in Uganda and recently one Indian died in Uganda riots. It luks like movies are really becoming very contemporary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lot of instances which don't make me proud. I am sad that when chips are down for Sachin, then media is pulling him into one controversy after another. My contention is that we all know Sachin is a genuine guy. So, we should trust his integrity and not unnecessarily pull him into controversies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another point is that in India, I am amazed to see that it is still such a big issue of hindu/muslim inter religion marriage. One guy and girl had inter religion marriage and society's reaction is like going back in times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not that I was out of country for long. It is just that I was not following media. In holidays, with no work, I am watching TV a lot and world doesn't luk nice place. I guess, I am watching wrong channels :-)&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/1715935638952467671-6440940954694391577?l=san211.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/feeds/6440940954694391577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1715935638952467671&amp;postID=6440940954694391577' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/6440940954694391577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/6440940954694391577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/2007/04/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts :'/><author><name>Sanjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09602343451900935648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1715935638952467671.post-7967249327215418539</id><published>2007-03-15T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T09:15:50.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What i know abt Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What I understand about art, with my limited knowledge, is that artists try to add ambiguity in their work. Different people have different perceptions of ambiguity. This helps in more number of people connecting with the art. Artists know their boundaries and then try to break boundaries. Just to give an example, we know mostly in theatre artist will perform on stage but I have scene a lot of plays where suddenly someone from audience area will be part of play. So, first understanding the boundary and then breaking the boundary is an important aspect of art. We can say pattern instead of boundary. Breaking the patterns is another thing that artists try to achieve. For example, I saw one artist using both video and his manual voice in his performance. So, this type of merging and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;demerging&lt;/span&gt; is where artist can draw great audience attention. So, the most important &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fundae&lt;/span&gt; is to first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;understand&lt;/span&gt; and master the boundaries and patterns. And then c how one can merge, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;break&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;demerge&lt;/span&gt; these boundaries and patterns. So, a lot of learning and unlearning goes into it ........:-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1715935638952467671-7967249327215418539?l=san211.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/feeds/7967249327215418539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1715935638952467671&amp;postID=7967249327215418539' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/7967249327215418539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/7967249327215418539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-i-know-abt-art.html' title='What i know abt Art'/><author><name>Sanjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09602343451900935648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1715935638952467671.post-2168730827035331469</id><published>2007-02-17T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T21:16:33.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>History is history...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I believe in the line "Bad/short memory is key to happiness" (btw this is not my justification for forgetting my purse, mobile etc every next day) . Somehow, bad experiences stick more in mind than good experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From personal experiences, We make friends and sometimes we feel bad about their behavior or we get hurt. My tendency is to go into my own shell and stop talking to the person. Sometimes, I feel I am just dragging the relationship. I feel like victim. I gave so much into the relationship and now this is what I am getting in return. Oh my God, world looks as if I am "free falling" .....:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the only solution is to stop reminding myself that I gave so much into my relationship. Hindi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mein&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tabhi&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bolte&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hain&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;neki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dariya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mein&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;daal&lt;/span&gt;"...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; stick to history....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of times, if we forget one or two incidents, I guess we can build good relationships with a lot of people. Sometimes, we just stick to those incidents and ruin the relationships. I think we can avoid that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in professional career also, if we decide career decisions too much based on past, then I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think it is a good idea. In today's dynamic times, it is important to continuously learn and unlearn skills. So, I think &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;be light&lt;/span&gt; and live in present .....in every sense .....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;history is history&lt;/span&gt;....:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1715935638952467671-2168730827035331469?l=san211.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/feeds/2168730827035331469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1715935638952467671&amp;postID=2168730827035331469' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/2168730827035331469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/2168730827035331469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/2007/02/history-is-history.html' title='History is history...'/><author><name>Sanjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09602343451900935648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1715935638952467671.post-911384640953588077</id><published>2007-01-25T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:53:06.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Jonathan Livingstone Seagull" favourite lines....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think these lines will have different meanings at different life stages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's strange. The gulls who scorn perfection for the sake of travel go nowhere, slowly. Those  who put aside travel for the sake of perfection go anywhere, instantly.  "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"To fly as fast as thought, to anywhere that is," "you must begin by knowing that you have already arrived."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gull sees farthest who flies highest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have got to understand that a seagull is an unlimited idea of freedom, an image of the Great Gull, and your whole body, from wingtip to wingtip, is nothing more than your thought itself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read this book... :-)&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/1715935638952467671-911384640953588077?l=san211.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/feeds/911384640953588077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1715935638952467671&amp;postID=911384640953588077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/911384640953588077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/911384640953588077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/2007/01/jonathan-livingstone-seagull-favourite.html' title='&quot;Jonathan Livingstone Seagull&quot; favourite lines....'/><author><name>Sanjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09602343451900935648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1715935638952467671.post-726297832766768823</id><published>2007-01-21T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:58:28.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>General Update at my end....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lets start with some good news. I have got one Job. The process is more important than result. I applied for two companies. First one, I was thrown just after first interview. So, that was an eye opener and reality check. Then I asked two of my friends to take my mock interview. It helped me a lot. It's always good to listen your own answers before the actual interview. It is also true that it is difficult to give mock interviews to friends but it has only positive affects. So, better give it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets balance out life with bad news, I have developed neck pain. It is really painful. It has slowed me down a lot. Hopefully, I will recover with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;LOTs&lt;/span&gt; of REST.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latest accusation from some friends, that I am too sentimental. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bhai&lt;/span&gt; learning experience &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;maaf&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kar&lt;/span&gt; do. just learning to LET GO.....:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read a fwd, that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anyone who comes in life is mostly because of some reason&lt;/span&gt;. I also feel the same. People grow with each and every interaction. So, m happy and thankful to everyone who came into my life. And Gave me a different experience........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-) bye for now, stay connected.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;PS. Happy New year !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1715935638952467671-726297832766768823?l=san211.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/feeds/726297832766768823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1715935638952467671&amp;postID=726297832766768823' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/726297832766768823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/726297832766768823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/2007/01/general-update-at-my-end.html' title='General Update at my end....'/><author><name>Sanjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09602343451900935648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1715935638952467671.post-6898893800313629981</id><published>2006-12-24T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T09:47:22.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yours &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; reads every line of newspapers including &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;matrimonial&lt;/span&gt; ;-) In &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;TOI&lt;/span&gt;, I read one liner "One of the keys to happiness is bad memory :-)". I quite liked the thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thought from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;TOI&lt;/span&gt;: In &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;TOI&lt;/span&gt;, I read one gr8 personality mentioned about the need for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;entrepreneurs&lt;/span&gt; for generating employment. And i also feel the same. Hopefully, I will also do something like that....:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something from social life: Recently, High court gave verdict in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;jesicca&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lal&lt;/span&gt; case. My fingers were crossed on the final day. Pleasantly justice was done. One senior police officer was also sentenced to life imprisonment in different case for killing some body in jail. Indian law though may take time but has been doing great job. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am big fan of vice chancellor of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lucknow&lt;/span&gt; university. He single &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;handily&lt;/span&gt; is challenging college &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Mafia's&lt;/span&gt;. Though there was no support from state administration. Obviously state government has booked some charges against him. But believe me, challenging college student leaders with criminal records is brave task especially considering that it is UP. Real &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Brave heart&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: What I am listening nowadays is pink &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;floyd&lt;/span&gt; " where were u", "losing my religion" and Tracy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;chapman's&lt;/span&gt; "fast car", "the promise", "Give me one reason"....obviously i m referring these songs to u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt; on my personal front, let me be very honest I am uncertain and a bit nervous about future.....Have to use nervous energy ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1715935638952467671-6898893800313629981?l=san211.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/feeds/6898893800313629981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1715935638952467671&amp;postID=6898893800313629981' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/6898893800313629981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/6898893800313629981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/2006/12/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts'/><author><name>Sanjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09602343451900935648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1715935638952467671.post-1044874537109762727</id><published>2006-12-04T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T04:31:08.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough times don't last but everyone can !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Tough times don't last but tough people do". To HELL with tough people!!! God made everyone equal. He gave everyone unique capabilities. Its only the man who created Heros and Non Hero's. So, everyone can be a hero. If one looks into his or her story, there is a hero or heroine in it, Believe me. God made human spirit strong enough to handle any blow.&lt;br /&gt;I am strong supporter that circumstances create leaders. Thats why you see a lot courage stories during tough times. Actually testing times create heros.&lt;br /&gt;So, tough times are our opportunity to grab heroic moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to quote from Braveheart:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one boy says to William wallace that he is not william wallace. William wallace is 7 feet tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William wallace says "I have heard, he kills men by hundreds. he consumes men by eyeballs and balls of lightning from his ass. I am William wallace and I see whole of my country men here in definace of terrany. U have come here to fight as free men and free men u are"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i got frm his dialogue was that he was as normal as anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to share some tough moments of some people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Academics: I belong to two of the most tough colleges in world. And I have personally seen people struggling in their academics (and it is traumatic to say the least) during college life and later doing well in their career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Tragedy: One of the documentary in which SRK says how he avoids going into depression of losing his parents, "The only way to avoid depression for me is to wake up in the morning and be someone else (acting career)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv: If one gives due importance to friends, parents and siblings and does not fall completely with so called luv with the only one person, then it is easy to come out of so called "Break Off"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in Hell: There was a person who survived Nazi camp, just imagining that one day he would come out and share his story with all people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;War: Indian Army did in Kargil, what was considered suicidal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have also seen people surviving bankrupcies. Tough situations come but human spirit is strong enuf to handle all that.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let me be honest, we will not always catch this moment of truth and may fail some time. But this is part of life.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ae saala abhi abhi hua yakeen, ki aag hai mujh mein kahin !!!!!!!!!!" :-)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1715935638952467671-1044874537109762727?l=san211.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/feeds/1044874537109762727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1715935638952467671&amp;postID=1044874537109762727' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/1044874537109762727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/1044874537109762727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/2006/12/tough-times-dont-last-but-everyone-can.html' title='Tough times don&apos;t last but everyone can !!!'/><author><name>Sanjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09602343451900935648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1715935638952467671.post-8694317187595360296</id><published>2006-12-01T02:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T04:34:31.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisa hota hai to aisa hota kuin hai ??????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There are some questions that keep coming to my mind. When everyone knows that this is wrong then why people commit the mistake. I have seen a lot of people making the wrong choice. When everyone from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;timbaktoo&lt;/span&gt; can see the choice is wrong, then why people still do it. Is their something called DESTINY?? Everyone from Jenny (Forest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Gump&lt;/span&gt;) to Jilly, leads some wild goose chase life and then their near and dear one have to go through the pressure. Is it fair to just say that there was a predetermined story and it was DESTINY. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;know most&lt;/span&gt; people are good and in their senses, they would make the right choice. I think it would be good if people can take a deep breath, put their hand on their heart and ask some close friends what they are doing is correct or not. And listen to their advice. Choose right people as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; friend and keep your heart open. And keep the faith. I know life doesn't give so much time but we have to buy our own time. The DESTINY will be much better this way. And if their is something called destiny, then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;plz&lt;/span&gt; God help. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Aisa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hota&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;aisa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hota&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kuin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt; ??????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1715935638952467671-8694317187595360296?l=san211.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/feeds/8694317187595360296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1715935638952467671&amp;postID=8694317187595360296' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/8694317187595360296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/8694317187595360296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/2006/12/aisa-hota-hai-to-aisa-hota-kuin-hai.html' title='Aisa hota hai to aisa hota kuin hai ??????'/><author><name>Sanjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09602343451900935648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1715935638952467671.post-5241333760950301042</id><published>2006-11-27T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T04:38:50.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationships: Growing Old with luved ones....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Recently, I was coming back from Paris to Brest in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;TGV&lt;/span&gt;. I didn't have confirmed seat. So, I roamed around in the train and then sat in the only seat available. I asked for permission, to the girl sitting next and sat there. The girl looked Indian. So, I asked are you Indian? She said no. She was a french. Then she asked me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;whether&lt;/span&gt; I am Indian or not. I said "yes". She told me that her parents were Indian but she had a french citizenship. She had been to Chennai and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Pondicherry&lt;/span&gt;. Then we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dwelled&lt;/span&gt; into this topic about relationships. She said why in India, it is responsibility of children to stay with their parents in old age. I told her because when we were child, they took care of us and gave more than what they had. She said they choose to have you. So, it was their duty. Honestly, I had no answers. But I was sure, she had a quite different mindset than me.&lt;br /&gt;My Mom gets sick whenever we take any four wheeler(petrol/diesel allergy). Whenever we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Rewari&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Narnaul&lt;/span&gt; my native place, we waited for hours for train. We could easily have taken bus and reached in 2 hours. But for Mom's sake, dad used to wait for hours for train. As a child, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; appreciate this. But now I can appreciate this. So, Patience and small adjustments are very important for a good relationships. One has to give time to other person in a relationship. Me and my brother used to fight a lot in childhood. But over the years, I think we developed appreciation and respect for each other.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I had a friend when I was in class VIII. We used to fight a lot. But through these fights, he realised what I liked and vice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;versa&lt;/span&gt;. And over the years, we became good friends. I think it is important for a relationship to go stages of group bonding like norming , storming etc...I think in a relationship, it is important to say what you feel. Because, in a long term relationship can succeed only if people &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;truely&lt;/span&gt; communicate their feelings. Suppose, one thinks that somebody will change after sometime, I think the person is hoping too much. People &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; change much. Going into a relationship thinking that other person will change is tough one.&lt;br /&gt;Over the years, I also realised that the more I trust others, the more they trust me. Giving space and attached detachment is very important. I learnt in one of my classes, that when we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;care and&lt;/span&gt; worry too much about near ones and dear ones. Actually, we are weak and we are making them also weak. They can and will manage themselves. It is important to be there but necessary to give space.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling that &lt;strong&gt;life is long and this world is a small place&lt;/strong&gt;, helps a lot in developing good friendship. It is also important not to be label relationships with names. There is no need to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;label friends&lt;/span&gt; as best friend , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;GF&lt;/span&gt; , BF very soon....Nobody is running...........believe a bit in serendipity and keep the faith.......&lt;br /&gt;One more point, I try to keep in my mind. This is whose movie and what is my more role. If my role is only supporting role, then better play supporting role. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; try to be hero in all movies.&lt;br /&gt;Graciousness is very important. Not all relations are about "whats in it for me". Helping others without expecting anything in return is my definition of growing old. Like in movie "Scent of a woman" sometimes Charlie will stand for Colonel and sometime Colonel will stand for Charlie. There are times to say "You are not bad, you are just in pain"&lt;br /&gt;Just to go quote another movie "A walk to remember"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Mamma&lt;/span&gt; Jemmy has a &lt;strong&gt;FAITH&lt;/strong&gt; in me. You know, She makes me wanna be different and better."&lt;br /&gt;When its about FAITH, then +s, -s and logic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; count..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1715935638952467671-5241333760950301042?l=san211.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/feeds/5241333760950301042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1715935638952467671&amp;postID=5241333760950301042' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/5241333760950301042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/5241333760950301042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/2006/11/relationships-growing-old-with-luved.html' title='Relationships: Growing Old with luved ones....'/><author><name>Sanjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09602343451900935648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1715935638952467671.post-6200514386319723687</id><published>2006-11-24T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T04:44:48.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gandhi And Munnabhai...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gandhiji always preached about practicing truth. In “Lage Raho Munnabhai” also, Gandhiji suggests Munnabhai to accept to Jhanvi that he lied. This is a very important learning. Acceptance of truth or reality solves a lot of problems. Denial of truth and reality leads to a lot of negative energy. Acceptance of truth gives confidence to face it. So, accept the truth and take responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gandhiji also believed in winning people with the goodness and positive actions. Most of the human beings are good by heart. Different people may take different time but later or sooner people realize what is correct. Important point here is to allow people to take their time to understand what is correct without getting frustrated. People should join hands in giving strength to each other in their individual tryst against reality. Goodness multiplies with any individual good deed. So, keep playing your part!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1715935638952467671-6200514386319723687?l=san211.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/feeds/6200514386319723687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1715935638952467671&amp;postID=6200514386319723687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/6200514386319723687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/6200514386319723687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/2006/11/gandhi-and-munnabhai.html' title='Gandhi And Munnabhai...'/><author><name>Sanjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09602343451900935648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1715935638952467671.post-2393403079912296045</id><published>2006-11-23T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T04:38:21.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it perfect to have imperfections?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;....let me be very honest this is a very tough topic to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;Just to share one incident, once I said to one of my good friends that I don't want to get good marks. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have desire and hunger ;-). Friend's reply "since u can't get, so this is just a tactic to avoid the reality." Thanks to the friend for being so blunt. I concentrated on studies next term and performed good.&lt;br /&gt;So, we have a lot of imperfections. But is it necessary to be perfect always. Isn't this puts a lot of pressure and may reduce the F part of life, I mean fun part ;-)&lt;br /&gt;But the core of the dilemma still remains accepting the imperfections is termed as accepting defeat. I somewhere believe suppose that you have some imperfections, it is important to realize that it is perfectly human to have imperfections. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; what make each of us different and unique. I like the word "different" also. Each person can have different meaning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;of imperfections&lt;/span&gt;. So, it depends &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;whether&lt;/span&gt; one wants to buy universal definition of "perfections" or not. So, instead of perfect and imperfect, different is better.&lt;br /&gt;Just to share one story, which has a lasting impression on me, since i heard it.&lt;br /&gt;There was a disc which was rolling down slowly. It was slow because it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; perfectly circular. One portion was broken. It was enjoying cool breeze, watching flowers and watching butterflies. Interacting with new people and doing hi hello during rolling. In the midway, the circular disk met God. As usual God asked the disk to make one wish. The disk said make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;me perfect&lt;/span&gt; circular. God obliged. And then it start rolling so fast that it missed all the F part, I mean fun part.&lt;br /&gt;The morale of the story is that it is not necessary to be perfect to enjoy life.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, accepting imperfections helps and instead can make life more joyful.&lt;br /&gt;I really get influenced by my friends. One of my friend always gives reference of movies. The habit is catching me. Let me give you reference of one movie "Good will hunting"&lt;br /&gt;One counsellor tells a story about his life to his client.&lt;br /&gt;"My wife used to fart when she was nervous. Sometimes, she used to fart in sleep. Once that was so loud that she woke up and asked is that you. She died 2 years back. These are things that I remember. Wonderful stuff U know. little things like that. I miss this type of intimacy. There are some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;idiosynchrancies&lt;/span&gt; that we 2 only know about each other. People call this as imperfections but they are not. This is good stuff and intimacy is all about this. We are not perfect, boy."&lt;br /&gt;If you watch "Forest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Gump&lt;/span&gt;" or "Terminal", Tom Hanks makes his own perfect world despite so many imperfections.&lt;br /&gt;So, imperfections make us different and unique. Obviously, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to be another perfect brick in the wall.&lt;br /&gt;bye for now.....till then i live with my imperfections and u 2.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1715935638952467671-2393403079912296045?l=san211.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/feeds/2393403079912296045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1715935638952467671&amp;postID=2393403079912296045' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/2393403079912296045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/2393403079912296045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/2006/11/is-it-perfect-to-have-imperfections.html' title='Is it perfect to have imperfections?'/><author><name>Sanjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09602343451900935648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1715935638952467671.post-6807036114495327670</id><published>2006-11-22T04:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T09:32:36.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To all you lovely girls...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My interaction with girls started when i was in KG. I used to fight with my one of first friends because he disturbed one girl in my class. I have vague memories like me jumping from desk and hitting my friend. Then I remember, I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;b'day&lt;/span&gt; party and just kept staring one girl (More imp. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; even in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Vth&lt;/span&gt; class then). That you can't say staring yeah but can say glancing when others are not watching. Then one girl became my first crush. All the boys were in so called "love" with her, including me. I used to match my school going timing with hers. If a friend is going with her, then I will call my friend to stop. And I would join them instead I should say join her. That was the girl with whom i chatted for long 2-3 sessions. Then one day she invited all girls to introduce to me. She was praising me. I was so stoned that later I thought I might have let her down. Oh, then came, the Goddess, whom I liked so much. She was the perfect girl. You can take all dictionary adjectives and put to her. And they were so appropriate for her. She left for her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;undergraduation&lt;/span&gt; and me too. Then next year, she came back and I thought dost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;abhi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;nahi&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kabhi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;nahi&lt;/span&gt;. So, I proposed her. And she said that it was too early to commit for me. And, she was exactly right. I could have found difficult to settle so early because of some other personal commitments.Then I went to college, there I liked a girl but nothing serious. I used to catch her in all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Dandiyas&lt;/span&gt; and dance with her all night. Let me be very honest, I suck big time in dancing. But, right from start I knew that she was committed. So, never got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;senti&lt;/span&gt; on her. I somehow lost contact with her. So, in final year, I invited her for a coffee through a mail. And she came and had a good chit chat. Then I met a girl during my mock cats. It was crush from my side at first sight ;-). We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;McDonalds&lt;/span&gt; after 2-3 Mock tests and then also roamed around temples etc. I waited for her in VT station, just guessing that this might be the train that she catches. I hope you appreciate how difficult it is to do the same. Waiting for someone in VT station and just hoping she would come. Then nothing major, some light moments, when some specific girl used to say that "SK come to PA system". I used to say "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;paro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;mai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;aa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;raha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;huin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;paro&lt;/span&gt;". I enjoy all my parties. I did a lot of things like as i said time synchronisation, waiting at station, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;receiving&lt;/span&gt; at station, titanic song and dances etc etc. I would like to thank everyone of you for giving some memorable moments to treasure and u are very very special.........stay connected :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you want it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you need it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will always have the BEST OF ME......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant help it..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1715935638952467671-6807036114495327670?l=san211.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/feeds/6807036114495327670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1715935638952467671&amp;postID=6807036114495327670' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/6807036114495327670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/6807036114495327670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/2006/11/to-all-you-lovely-girls.html' title='To all you lovely girls...'/><author><name>Sanjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09602343451900935648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1715935638952467671.post-491058328897130685</id><published>2006-11-21T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T04:45:21.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favouite Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Obviously DDLJ: "bade bade desho mein aisi choti choti baatein hoti hi rehti hai, Sinorita", "palat", "nahin mai nahin aayunga", "ho gaya hai tujhko to pyar hai sajna", "dulhan unhi ki hoti hai jo doli mein bitha ke laate hain", "tujhe dekha to ye jaana sanam", "ab simran aapki nahi meri pareshaani hai" "to kya hua ki jooth maine tumhe paane ke liye kaha tha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Men of honor" : "tradition of honor"; "God damn cookie, I want my 12."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Schindler list": Sometimes money can be used for good cause and can be a great power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jerry Mcgauire": "Ray, Dorthy, pleasure" ;"Show me the money"; "you complete me" ;"you had me at hello"; "I am still sort of moved by your word is stronger than oak thing" ;"it is over","come in ;-)";"Are we really friends. Because friends can tell whatever they feel";&lt;br /&gt;"DUM" ---brother and sister relationship and friendship shown in the movie touches me too much&lt;br /&gt;Philadelphia - "explain this to me as if i am 4 year old"&lt;br /&gt;A walk to remember - "Mama, Jamy has faith in me. She wants me to be different, better"&lt;br /&gt;Cindrella man : "short him up" "he is nobody, nothing , guy has got nothing"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1715935638952467671-491058328897130685?l=san211.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/feeds/491058328897130685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1715935638952467671&amp;postID=491058328897130685' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/491058328897130685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/491058328897130685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/2006/11/favouite-movies.html' title='Favouite Movies'/><author><name>Sanjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09602343451900935648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1715935638952467671.post-2308201186988979184</id><published>2006-11-21T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T04:45:32.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I luv SRK</title><content type='html'>From Morocco to Malyasia , this star is worshipped by billions of people including me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His eyes say a lot and his eyes are wet sometimes&lt;br /&gt;His dialogues are very indian which can touch u .......like his dialogues in DDLJ touch people across the ages&lt;br /&gt;High energy level like child. Worked for around 15 hours a day for more than 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;Self made man. fauzi se bahuut aage nikal aaye dost.&lt;br /&gt;No affairs though a lot of freinds ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Celebrates both Diwali and ID&lt;br /&gt;Loves his parents and loves his wife ...&lt;br /&gt;Have good friends and has amazing sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;Kaafi kuch milta hai mujhse ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1715935638952467671-2308201186988979184?l=san211.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/feeds/2308201186988979184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1715935638952467671&amp;postID=2308201186988979184' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/2308201186988979184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/2308201186988979184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/2006/11/why-i-luv-srk.html' title='Why I luv SRK'/><author><name>Sanjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09602343451900935648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1715935638952467671.post-8557242490489124398</id><published>2006-11-20T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T08:25:28.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Sachin is and will remain God???</title><content type='html'>Reason: There is no reason why I should say this, but just to show my appreciation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bhai has special package for world cups. Outstanding performance in all worldcups. 1996, 1999, 2003. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All comebacks are with century.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For more than decade, Sachin vs opponent bowling attack&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Balling&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can ball anything under the sun. Inswing, Outwing, offspin and legspin..remember Herocup semi's last over..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fielding&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;God level. Remember the catch, he took of Inzy at boundary.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Person: Humility and concentration personified. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Waiting for the blast in coming world cup...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1715935638952467671-8557242490489124398?l=san211.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/feeds/8557242490489124398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1715935638952467671&amp;postID=8557242490489124398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/8557242490489124398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1715935638952467671/posts/default/8557242490489124398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://san211.blogspot.com/2006/11/why-sachin-is-and-will-remain-god.html' title='Why Sachin is and will remain God???'/><author><name>Sanjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09602343451900935648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
