<?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-19863790</id><updated>2012-01-30T12:14:22.507+05:30</updated><category term='Tibet'/><category term='Olympics'/><category term='China'/><category term='India'/><title type='text'>Revolution</title><subtitle type='html'>When I was born I cried while other rejoiced but When I will die I will rejoice while other will cry.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19863790.post-8898366406848073190</id><published>2008-09-16T20:38:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:05:22.794+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Month of September.... ;(</title><content type='html'>Let me recall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sep 2005 : Ran away from Pune University.... Leaving my PG Diploma in between. Parents had high hopes for me.. proudly said to everyone that their son got selected for PG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEP 2006 : After joining Infy in June 2006, suffered Stone in my right kidney.... cant forgot that killer pain......admitted in Hospital....celebrated my birthday over there.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEP 2007 : Worst time of my life..... (Frnds knows about it....for others I will take it offline.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEP 2008 : Again boring period... Short Days....Seems winter going to start.... :9.. Hate this season.....No frnd to talk.... just routine work... Even no plan for bday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont know what will happen.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see...fingers crossed....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-8898366406848073190?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/8898366406848073190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=8898366406848073190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/8898366406848073190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/8898366406848073190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2008/09/month-of-september.html' title='Month of September.... ;('/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-3668445411440956571</id><published>2008-08-11T16:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-11T16:50:58.775+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Finally Gold for India After 28 years...... :) :)</title><content type='html'>Abhinav Bindra won India's first-ever individual Olympic gold medal when he claimed the men's 10m Air Rifle shooting title here on Monday. The medal is India's first-ever individual gold, and the first gold medal the country has won since 1980, when the hockey team emerged triumphant in Moscow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-3668445411440956571?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/3668445411440956571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=3668445411440956571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/3668445411440956571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/3668445411440956571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally-gold-for-india-after-28-years.html' title='Finally Gold for India After 28 years...... :) :)'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-5507267887715578562</id><published>2008-08-07T11:58:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-07T12:28:31.394+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Musical Tag!!</title><content type='html'>Below are some songs which I co-related with various stages of my life...try this out...its fun :-)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My Childhood&lt;br /&gt;Is there a doubt about this?? It has to be &lt;br /&gt;“Jungle Jungle baat chali hai, pata chala hai!! &lt;br /&gt;Chaddi pehen ke phool khila hai, phool khila hai” from the Jungle book cartoon series:DD )&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My First Crush &lt;br /&gt;It was in the 11th std. At that time I was totally into this Boyzone cassette that I had. “Picture of You”, “You’re the air that I breathe” were the songs I tried to associate her with:D:D ah it was a magical period.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My First Best Friend&lt;br /&gt;“Yaaron” by KK, koi shak??&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My School&lt;br /&gt;“Yahaan ke hum sikandar” from the GREATEST school flick ever, Jo Jeeta Wohi Sikandar.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My Teenage Years&lt;br /&gt;WWE Superstars’ entry music, specially Stone Cold Steve Austin’s bursting glass music and The Rock’s “If ya smelll what the Rock, is cookin’”&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My First Cassette&lt;br /&gt;“Thanda Thanda Paani” by none other that the great Indi-pop rapper Baba Sehgal:D &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My Reason to Dance&lt;br /&gt;“Brazil” by Vengaboyz, “Let the music play” by Shamur, “Ishq tera tadpaave” by Sukhbir (pity anyone who dosent feel like dancing to this number) &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My Best Friend Always&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll Be There For You” by the Rembrandts aka the OST of F.R.I.E.N.D.S!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bike/Car rides&lt;br /&gt;“Dhoom Machale” by Tata Young&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Song for Rainy Day&lt;br /&gt;“Dekho Baarish ho rahi hai” by Anu Malik =))=))&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My first love&lt;br /&gt;“Pehla Nasha”, no other song can descibe first love better than this one.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;College &lt;br /&gt; “BC Sutta!!!” by Zeest, &lt;br /&gt;“If Ya Smell, what the Rock, is cookin’?” The Rock entry music, &lt;br /&gt;“Dil chahta hai” from DCH, &lt;br /&gt;“Woh Lamhay” by Jal, &lt;br /&gt;and above all “Tum To Thehre Pardesi” by the Guiness record holder Altaf Raja&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My School  Gang  &lt;br /&gt;WWE Themes. We were majorly into &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A song that brings a tear to my eye&lt;br /&gt;“Ye jo desh hai mera” from Swades. It kinda chokes my throat. And also “Earth Song” by Micheal Jackson. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My current state of mind&lt;br /&gt;“Boulevard Of Broken Dreams” by Green Day. “I walk a lonely road, the only one that I have ever known, Dont know where it goes, But its home to me and I walk alone” powerful lines those!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My All time favourites&lt;br /&gt;“Nothing’s Gonna Change My Love For You” by Glen Mederios, &lt;br /&gt;“Pehla Nasha” from JJWS, &lt;br /&gt;“Pal” by KK, &lt;br /&gt;“Careless whisper” by George Micheal &lt;br /&gt;“Last Christmas” George Micheal and &lt;br /&gt;“Lose Yourself” by Eminem!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-5507267887715578562?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/5507267887715578562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=5507267887715578562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/5507267887715578562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/5507267887715578562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2008/08/musical-tag.html' title='Musical Tag!!'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-1966496816757128098</id><published>2008-07-28T13:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-28T17:51:29.843+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Same Question........</title><content type='html'>.....from nowhere she sprang to the windshield of my car and started wiping the glass. i tried hard to ignore at first but couldn't. i looked at her and my hand searched for some thing to give to her instantly but i was not able to find anything to give to her . time was running out as the traffic signal seconds read 9,8,7.....then i got hold of a pen in my car . i gave it to her without thinking any further. she looked amused ,she hesitated for a moment and then she accepted just before i spode off. i looked in the back view mirror and found her looking at the pen holding in front of her eyes . just hope that one day she makes a good use of it and inspires herself to study . i just hope . i know i have done nothing for her and in those kind of fleeting moments , i will never be able to do anything except just thinking and feeling sorry for them and boring my friends on net with these posts about street children but i hope for myself that i would be able to do something solid for them , rather than just plain wish, one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-1966496816757128098?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/1966496816757128098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=1966496816757128098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/1966496816757128098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/1966496816757128098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2008/07/same-question.html' title='Same Question........'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-8017665522962410944</id><published>2008-07-27T16:08:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-28T11:42:05.338+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Time, please....</title><content type='html'>It’s now 5:30 pm as I write this article. The clock keeps ticking, time keeps running. Day in and day out it moves ahead with one purpose in mind – to reach the next moment. Time never tires up. Time never sways from its path. Time is a great teacher, isn’t it? It teaches us never to look back – “Jo beet gayi, so baat gayi”. It teaches us a great lesson in determination and constancy of purpose. Learn from your mistakes and move ahead. Never deviate from your path. Always be aware of your target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time has another unique quality- it waits for none. We got to keep up with it or we will be left behind. There will be incidents which will cause a dent in our hearts; there will be times when things won’t go according to our plans. It is in these very moments that our true character is tested. If we learn to smile at troubles and deal with them with a valiant heart, we will lead a life of honour, a life of contentment; in other words, a happy life. &lt;br /&gt;So whenever things go against us, we shall shed a tear, even cry our hearts out, we shall be gloomy for a while, and that’s it. If we spend too much time glorifying our sorrow, time will flee and we will spend our lives trying to catch up with it. So let’s try it friends. From now on when something bad happens we will cry, we will be sad for a while but before time goes out of sight we will be back on our feet ready to enjoy our lives once again. Even if we have a hundred reasons to smile we tend to view our sorrows with a magnifying glass and forget that life is to be enjoyed, it’s not meant to be spent in tears. So from now on we will use that magnifying glass to view our happiness instead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-8017665522962410944?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/8017665522962410944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=8017665522962410944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/8017665522962410944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/8017665522962410944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2008/07/time-please.html' title='Time, please....'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-5171161998271324510</id><published>2008-04-17T11:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-17T12:12:29.534+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tibet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olympics'/><title type='text'>China, Olypmics, Free Tibet.............. Whats GoingOn?</title><content type='html'>Nazi Germany hosted the Olympics, a segregated America hosted it, a divided Korea hosted it, so why not China? It is appropriate reward for their sporting achievements. &lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, India's participation will make no difference except to some poor hardworking, unsung athletes. &lt;br /&gt;And as far as Tibet is concerned, all we need to do is look at our own "backyard" read Kashmir, Assam, Mizoram etc. &lt;br /&gt;So why don't we separate sport from whatever our political beliefs may be, and just support the spirit of the games.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-5171161998271324510?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/5171161998271324510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=5171161998271324510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/5171161998271324510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/5171161998271324510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2008/04/china-olypmics-free-tibet-whats-goingon.html' title='China, Olypmics, Free Tibet.............. Whats GoingOn?'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-7016428842053463101</id><published>2007-12-31T18:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-31T18:25:10.109+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life Is a Bitch...</title><content type='html'>A common answer among friends when we ask each other how’s life? I say life is certainly a bitch and she sure has a lot of puppies. Each with a color and personality of its own. No one knows which puppy is gonna turn around and nip at you when you least expect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say life is beautiful. Agreed, for those of you who don’t have to deal with the daily grind of trying to make ends meet or who have nothing to worry about but what to wear to the next high profile page three party, life certainly is beautiful. The ugliness is hidden behind the tinted screen of your car windows which block the view of the child from the slum dying due to hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The myriad hues and colors akin to the reflection of a rainbow in a puddle of water seem meaningful to those freshly in love. Life to ‘em lovers is certainly rosy, holding a promise for a tomorrow full of joy and love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are some of us living on the borderline of sanity and insanity, cynical about most things, trying to portray a facade of all being hunky dory while loneliness and uncertainty gnaws at our soul softly and steadily, just like the winter creeping in leaving one cold and numb. We laugh and smile ensconced in our glass houses, careful not to let our weaknesses seep through the cracks lest someone notices them. We refuse to bend down to what life throws at us knowing fully well it is going to get harder, tougher and lonelier. But that’s what keeps all of us going. Our attitude to life n her puppies; love ‘em, hate ‘em, kick ’em or pet ‘em, you get only what you think you don’t deserve!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-7016428842053463101?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/7016428842053463101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=7016428842053463101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/7016428842053463101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/7016428842053463101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2007/12/life-is-bitch.html' title='Life Is a Bitch...'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-6716003124207339730</id><published>2007-11-16T19:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-16T19:24:51.091+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Make a difference</title><content type='html'>After long break I am here again with some of my thoughts. We all have read/hear this thought and somewhat way we appreciated it also…&lt;br /&gt;“Measuring our life by, what others do for us, may disappoint us. But if measured by, what we do for others, will add meaning to it. Make difference in others life.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have we ever think more than our expectation……..answer comes yes &amp; no, am not pointing anyone but I am just evaluating myself…..I feel blessed to have nice family loving parents &amp; caring brother. Last week during free hours I was thinking that we feel happy when we get the treatment we want and when things would not, we feel sad/unhappy. What my concern is why we have limited ourself in such boundaries?? Because what are our expectations would not be satisfied 100% when it is incomplete you may not feel that peace, these will brings complains and stressed into you. But if you think other way; what you did for other, even if you have not did all your attempts then also you will get the satisfaction of doing something for someone. That will give you satisfaction of your being on earth and this will give opposite person a sign of support &amp; care that someone is there for him/her when they need.&lt;br /&gt;You &amp; I are small human being not a great saint, do at your level and feel the difference in other’s life as well as in yours. Nothing much but internal peace in soul will surely comes……..I experience this and share with you.&lt;br /&gt;Wish you all the happiness &amp; peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-6716003124207339730?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/6716003124207339730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=6716003124207339730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/6716003124207339730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/6716003124207339730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2007/11/make-difference.html' title='Make a difference'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-2820774898991165498</id><published>2007-09-12T19:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-12T19:21:23.425+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Put 'me' first</title><content type='html'>I recently realized that life does not have to be this complicated.  It is like that because that’s what we make of it, we are so busy worried about what people think; we are worried about our responsibilities towards our parents, our kids, our spouse etc that we have forgotten how to enjoy the simple pleasures of life.  We forget to put ourselves first. Friends, love etc have taken a back seat to what society demands of us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have realized that when I am happy my behaviors towards the people who are linked to me is different.  After all how can I be sweet to anyone when I feel deprived?   How can I love the world when I don’t feel loved?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Put me first’ is my new motto.  If you don’t have time for me, no problem! I have lots of time for myself and I will use it doing the things I love doing and generally making myself happy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My destiny is in my hands and its time I started shaping it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-2820774898991165498?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/2820774898991165498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=2820774898991165498' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/2820774898991165498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/2820774898991165498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2007/09/put-me-first.html' title='Put &apos;me&apos; first'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-1815290707209965397</id><published>2007-06-22T19:14:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-22T19:19:03.220+05:30</updated><title type='text'>May I know the answer!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I asked my cousin brother what his dream.........&lt;br /&gt;He replied "to be very rich"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not an odd answer even if you ask anybody - what their dream?&lt;br /&gt;answer is invariably-&lt;br /&gt;Great career success&lt;br /&gt;Name&lt;br /&gt;Fame&lt;br /&gt;Good at work and liked by colleagues....&lt;br /&gt;list goes on mostly on the professional frontier&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Why we don't have goals like&lt;br /&gt;I want be a great brother&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a great sister&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a great husband/Wife&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a great father/mother&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a great lover&lt;br /&gt;No consideration for emotions&lt;br /&gt;Why we don't have any personal goals in life&lt;br /&gt;We have goals which are totally professional?&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let me know the answer.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-1815290707209965397?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/1815290707209965397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=1815290707209965397' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/1815290707209965397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/1815290707209965397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2007/06/may-i-know-answer.html' title='May I know the answer!!!!'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-5840075238402828491</id><published>2007-05-17T12:13:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-17T10:20:53.186+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>I enjoyed these lines and thought of sharing the same with you all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You come to me from the darkness&lt;br /&gt;With no voice, but many a word&lt;br /&gt;You help to fill these empty hours&lt;br /&gt;With friendship that's unheard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although sometime I cant hear you&lt;br /&gt;I can see your caring soul&lt;br /&gt;And thank you for the times we've shared&lt;br /&gt;Into my heart you stole...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take these words of friendship,&lt;br /&gt;With my thoughts and hold them near&lt;br /&gt;Cause friends like you are hard to find&lt;br /&gt;And very, very dear....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is for you all ... my dear friends. Life would not be same without all of you...&lt;br /&gt;Gaurav Aggarwal..... Geetanjali...Srishti..... Gauri.... Gaurav Luthra.... Garima.... Girish... Gurpal..... Ratika..... Ankit... and many more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you noticed that most of them are G's :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-5840075238402828491?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/5840075238402828491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=5840075238402828491' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/5840075238402828491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/5840075238402828491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2007/05/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-2937386298519325159</id><published>2007-05-15T14:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-15T14:28:01.175+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Rahul Dravid -- 'The Logical Wall'</title><content type='html'>People asking why Sehwag is in the team..? and everybody knows becoz of Dravid. I will tell you the logic behind Sehwag inclusion in the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, a weak player will be under scanner (right now sehwag is under scanner). After Sehwag's name, next name comes Dravid who is not performing well (either cap or player). If Sehwag is removed then next name is Dravid who will be under scanner. So, Dravid knows very well that as long as Sehwag plays Dravid is safe.... This is called logical wall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to rain God now the ODI series is over. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-2937386298519325159?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/2937386298519325159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=2937386298519325159' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/2937386298519325159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/2937386298519325159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2007/05/rahul-dravid-logical-wall.html' title='Rahul Dravid -- &apos;The Logical Wall&apos;'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-208150595209189823</id><published>2007-04-12T20:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-12T20:28:19.412+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Search is ON.....</title><content type='html'>What is it that I am here for? For quite some time now, I have been thinking about my purpose of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a very practical and scientific person. Because of that, my rational thinking brain (hope it is somewhere there and still working) says that I can search provided I know what I am looking for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice asked the Cat, “Which door should I take?”. The Cat replied, “That depends on where you want to go”. (You guessed it right. From &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alice's_Adventures_in_Wonderland"&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I don’t even know what I am searching for, it is near impossible to know the outcome. But then, the mystery of life is what keeps the (wo)mankind kicking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t given up. I will try once more than the number of times I feel like giving up. The Search is ON…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-208150595209189823?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/208150595209189823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=208150595209189823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/208150595209189823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/208150595209189823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2007/04/search-is-on.html' title='Search is ON.....'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-5186115942891094208</id><published>2007-03-28T17:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-12T11:27:02.364+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Finally got the answer....!</title><content type='html'>Here to Blame for India's Ugly Exit from World Cup..............!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refreshing the history,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two most powerful personalities one from past history and other from recent history, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.indiragandhi.com/aboutindiragandhi.htm"&gt;Indira Gandhi&lt;/a&gt;  ( for creating &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bangladesh"&gt;Bangladesh&lt;/a&gt;) and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hanuman"&gt;Hanuman&lt;/a&gt; .... (Not destroying &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sri_Lanka"&gt;Lanka&lt;/a&gt; completely):D:D:D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-5186115942891094208?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/5186115942891094208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=5186115942891094208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/5186115942891094208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/5186115942891094208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2007/03/finally-got-answer.html' title='Finally got the answer....!'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-7870617489545651784</id><published>2007-02-23T17:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-24T12:45:57.257+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Lonely</title><content type='html'>Date : 23-Feb-2007&lt;br /&gt;Swiped-In time in office.: 8:00 AM&lt;br /&gt;current Time : 9:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;Work Load : Not Much&lt;br /&gt;Place to go : No where&lt;br /&gt;Person To talk : No one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was just browsing and found this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Christ said: "I was hungry and you fed me," he didn't mean only the hunger for bread and for food; he also meant the hunger to be loved. Jesus himself experienced this loneliness. He came amongst his own and his own received him not, and it hurt him then and it has kept on hurting him. The same hunger, the same loneliness, the same having no one to be accepted by and to be loved and wanted by. Every human being in that case resembles Christ in his loneliness; and that is the hardest part, that's real hunger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-7870617489545651784?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/7870617489545651784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=7870617489545651784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/7870617489545651784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/7870617489545651784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2007/02/mr-lonely.html' title='Mr. Lonely'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-6542711609894534705</id><published>2007-02-23T17:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-23T17:02:06.417+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ONE EXTRA BEDROOM !!</title><content type='html'>Hi, a friend of mine has sent this article to me, which i found worth reading and thought of sharing with you all. Hope you will enjoy reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Extra Bed Room !!! This is worth reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the dream of most parents I had acquired a degree in software Engineering and joined a company based in USA the land of braves and opportunity. When I arrived in the USA, it was as if a dream had come true. Here at last I was in the place where I want to be. I decided I would be staying in this country for about Five years in which time, I would have earned enough money to settle down in India. My father was a government employee and after his retirement, the only asset he could acquire was a decent one bedroom flat. I wanted to do some thing more than him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started feeling home sick and lonely as the time passed. I used to call home and speak to my parents every week using cheap international phone cards.  Two years passed, two years of Burgers at Mac Donald's and pizzas and  discos and 2 years watching the foreign exchange rate, getting happy  whenever  the Rupee value went down. Finally I decided to get married. Told my  parents that I have only 10 days off and everything must be done within  these 10 days. I got my ticket booked in the cheapest flight. Was jubilant  and was actually enjoying shopping for gifts for all my friends back home.  If I miss anyone then there will be talks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reaching home I spent home one week going through all the  photographs  of girls and as the time was getting shorter I was forced to select one  candidate. In-laws told me, to my surprise, that I would have to get  married in 2-3 days, as I will not get anymore holidays. After the  marriage, it was time to return to USA, after giving some money to my  parents and telling the neighbors to look after them, we returned to USA.  My wife enjoyed this country for about two months and then she started  feeling lonely. The frequency of calling India increased to twice in a  week  sometimes 3 times a week. Our savings started diminishing.  After two more years we started to have kids. Two lovely kids, a boy and a  girl, were gifted to us by the almighty. Every time I spoke to my parents,  they asked me to come to India so that they can see their Grand-children.  Every year I decide to go to India. But part work part monetary conditions  prevented it. Years went by and visiting India was a distant dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then  suddenly one day I got a message that my parents were seriously sick. I  tried but couldn't get any holidays and thus could not go to India. The  next message I got was my parents were passed away and as there was no one  to do the last rights the society members had done whatever they could. I  was depressed. My parents were passed away without seeing their grand  children.  After couple more years passed away, much to my children's dislike and my  wife's joy we returned to India to settle down. I started to look for a  suitable property, but to my dismay my savings were short and the property  prices had gone up during all these years. I had to return to the USA.  My wife refused to come back with me and my children refused to stay in  India. My 2 children and myself returned to USA after promising my wife I  would be back for good after two years. Time passed by, My daughter  decided to get married to a American and my son was happy living in USA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that I had enough and wound-up every thing and returned to  India.  I had just enough money to buy a decent two bed room flat in a well  developed locality.  Now I am 60 years old and the only time I go out of the flat is for the  routine visit to the nearby temple. My faithful wife has also left me and  gone to the holy abode. Sometimes I wondered was it worth all this? My  father, even after staying in India, had a house to his name and I too  have  the same nothing more. I lost my parents and children for just ONE EXTRA  BEDROOM.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking out from the window I see a lot of children dancing. This damned  cable TV has spoiled our new generation and these children are losing  their  values and culture, dressing sense because of it. I get occasional cards  from my children asking I am alright. Well at least they remember me. Now  perhaps after I die it will be the neighbors again who will be performing  my last rights. God bless them. But the question still remains, 'Was all  this worth it?' I am still searching for an answer.                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short so live one day at a time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-6542711609894534705?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/6542711609894534705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=6542711609894534705' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/6542711609894534705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/6542711609894534705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2007/02/one-extra-bedroom.html' title='ONE EXTRA BEDROOM !!'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-1372621909168375154</id><published>2007-01-11T18:31:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-09T00:26:09.621+05:30</updated><title type='text'>New Year -- Time for resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10;color:black;"  &gt;In 2007 I resolve  to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Save money!&lt;br /&gt;- Clean my closet… and not wait for spring.&lt;br /&gt;- Stay at home whenever I am in Home .&lt;br /&gt;- Exercise regularly!&lt;br /&gt;- Be nice to people, even the one’s I can’t stand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10;color:black;"  &gt;In 2007 I resolve not  to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Watch more  than 2-3 movies a month.&lt;br /&gt;- Be rude to people.&lt;br /&gt;- Have impossible  crushes!&lt;br /&gt;- Over work  myself and be mindful of the fact that there is life outside work.&lt;br /&gt;- Eat  junk, but eat a whole meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10;color:black;"  &gt;Making a lot of resolutions so that I can keep atleast some of these.:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-1372621909168375154?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/1372621909168375154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=1372621909168375154' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/1372621909168375154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/1372621909168375154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year-time-for-resolutions.html' title='New Year -- Time for resolutions'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-3769003635613853403</id><published>2007-01-11T18:10:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-12T10:19:04.466+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Looking back</title><content type='html'>Looking back when I think of my childhood, I feel those were the best days of my life. I was so happy, playful and so innocent. Life was so easy too...studies and games, life revolved around those mainly.I enjoyed my studies, loved my school and scored the highest...what more could i ask for. Well, i did ask for somethings occasionally...i wanted to grow fast..so that i wouldn't be scolded anymore, so that i would have a say too,on where to visit during family trips and most of all i wanted to become a fine engineer.&lt;br /&gt;Time passed and soon i was no more a child. But along came the responsibilities, the realisation of harsh realities and a few broken dreams in the path of life.And soon enough a realisation dawned on me. I felt life always look at its best in retrospective. &lt;br /&gt;When we are little ones... we dream of growing up, when we are at college.. we dream of passing out and getting jobs, when we are single.. we dream of meeting our dream persons, when we are married..we dream of being parents, when we are parents..we dream of seeing our children reaching new milestones...and so on life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one fine day when we are old, and we look at our old photo albums and think of those old memories..we wish..we could have it all back..we wish we could go back and be a child once again, we wish we could be young and carefree once again....and hence Life always looks so pretty and nice in retrospective. We live on each day, and the feelings and emotions which come along do not jolt us enough as they do when we look back and find them locked in our memories...Life! Oh what a strange Life..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-3769003635613853403?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/3769003635613853403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=3769003635613853403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/3769003635613853403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/3769003635613853403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2007/01/looking-back.html' title='Looking back'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-6569914675294006536</id><published>2007-01-02T10:14:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-02T17:36:34.430+05:30</updated><title type='text'>First Onsite Call</title><content type='html'>I'm going to take my first onsite call today. I'll be the only one developer attending it. Being a fresher, this is giving me the creeps. I have jotted down the questions that I want to ask. Hope everything goes well. Keeping my fingers crossed. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-6569914675294006536?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/6569914675294006536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=6569914675294006536' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/6569914675294006536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/6569914675294006536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-onsite-call.html' title='First Onsite Call'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-2103836386542394870</id><published>2006-12-29T17:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-29T17:49:47.716+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Ahead</title><content type='html'>Finally the week has come to an end..and that too a three day weekend.&lt;br /&gt;what else can u ask..&lt;br /&gt;Simply put, staying alone and enjoying oneself in the calm and serenity is nice, but, enjoying it with friends and family doubles ur fun.&lt;br /&gt;I hope u all have a nice weekend and come back rejuvenated.&lt;br /&gt;May we have many more long weekends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-2103836386542394870?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/2103836386542394870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=2103836386542394870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/2103836386542394870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/2103836386542394870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/12/weekend-ahead.html' title='Weekend Ahead'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-7919449175077113777</id><published>2006-12-22T15:14:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-08T17:32:25.353+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Merry &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christmas"&gt;Christmas&lt;/a&gt; to all fellow bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;May the spirit of season fill your life with joy and smiles...&lt;br /&gt;May peace, hope and love be with u today, tomorrow and always.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-7919449175077113777?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/7919449175077113777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=7919449175077113777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/7919449175077113777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/7919449175077113777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-8037540138458096475</id><published>2006-12-22T14:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-22T14:07:29.366+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Its Friday!!!!</title><content type='html'>Another much awaited weekend..some may have plans for the weekend and some may take it as it comes..for all , have a nice weekend..I am going home and so excited abt the same..C u all on Tuesday..Bye.Enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-8037540138458096475?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/8037540138458096475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=8037540138458096475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/8037540138458096475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/8037540138458096475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-friday.html' title='Its Friday!!!!'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-1720289799328039593</id><published>2006-12-18T18:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-18T18:06:07.713+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Stick works...</title><content type='html'>I loved the jig Sreesanth did in the face of Nel yesterday. It sure made my day :) I wonder why didnt the team display such aggression and confidence in the One day series? Was it team work to bring Dada back or are we working towards being a good test match team that is miserable in the One Day events?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-1720289799328039593?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/1720289799328039593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=1720289799328039593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/1720289799328039593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/1720289799328039593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/12/stick-works.html' title='Stick works...'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-2922616099060666349</id><published>2006-11-29T18:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-29T18:03:43.572+05:30</updated><title type='text'>It's just 'Give &amp; Take'</title><content type='html'>A holy man asked the Lord one day, "Oh Lord, I would like to know what Heaven and Hell are like".&lt;br /&gt;The Lord led the holy man to two doors. He opened one of the doors and the holy man looked in. In the middle of the room was a large round table. In the middle of the table was a large pot of stew which smelled delicious and made the holy man's mouth water. The people sitting around the table were thin and sickly. They appeared to be dying. They were holding spoons with very long handles. Each could reach into the pot of stew and take a spoonful, but the handle was so long than their arms, that they could not get the spoons back into their mouths! The holy man shuddered at the sight of their misery and suffering. The Lord said, "Son, you have seen Hell".&lt;br /&gt;They went to the next room and opened the door. It was exactly the same as the first one. There was the large round table with the large pot of stew which made the holy man's mouth water again. The people were equipped with the similar long-handled spoons, but here surprisingly, the people were well nourished and plump, talking, laughing and so cheerful. The astonished holy man said, "My Lord, I don't understand. Same scenario in both the rooms, but what makes this Heaven and the other Hell ?".&lt;br /&gt;It is so simple said the Lord, "it requires just one skill. You see, they have learned to feed each other, while the greedy think only of themselves".&lt;br /&gt;Moral:&lt;br /&gt;It's our attitude that makes our place of work, a hell or heaven!! 'Help and Seek Help' - makes all the difference to each individual's life...and makes our lives hell or otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;Success and happiness is all about effective team-work... Together Everyone Achieves More - That's what a TEAM is!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-2922616099060666349?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/2922616099060666349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=2922616099060666349' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/2922616099060666349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/2922616099060666349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-just-give-take.html' title='It&apos;s just &apos;Give &amp; Take&apos;'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-116281629012587027</id><published>2006-11-06T18:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:54.755+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Solutions please!!!</title><content type='html'>They say that the best way to escape a problem is to solve it... but how do u solve it? By escaping???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-116281629012587027?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/116281629012587027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=116281629012587027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/116281629012587027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/116281629012587027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/11/solutions-please.html' title='Solutions please!!!'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-116092345104678913</id><published>2006-10-15T20:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:54.383+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Boring Weekend....</title><content type='html'>This weekend of mine has been very uneventful.  Oh well, next weekend I am going to my home after 4 months. So that should be fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-116092345104678913?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/116092345104678913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=116092345104678913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/116092345104678913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/116092345104678913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/10/boring-weekend.html' title='Boring Weekend....'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-115797939693138149</id><published>2006-09-11T17:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-08T17:39:50.175+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Lagey rahoo maamu :)</title><content type='html'>Yep.......this is wht i felt like saying after watching this movie.."&lt;a href="http://www.lagerahomunnabhai.com"&gt;Lagey Raho Munnabhai&lt;/a&gt;".There r various types of movies :cheap comedies, stupid action movies, movies that hav no reason for their creation and then their are masterpieces..those which entertain u and convey a message that sinks into ur heart..i hav rarely come across such superb ones..one ws Page 3 (simply luv this one for the truth it potrays..i ws literally clapping at the end of the movie..in mid of the hall), &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rang_De_Basanti"&gt;Rang De Basanti&lt;/a&gt; and then LAGEY RAHO MUNNABHAI.&lt;br /&gt;The way Gandhiji's message has been embedded in such a marvellous way..wow..hats of to everyone who ws involved in the creation of this movie.&lt;br /&gt;But wht do we learn from this..does this influence our lives in any way..did i learn something...hmmm..no i wont say that this movie made a difference to my life or showed me a new direction..but it strengthened my belief..in TRUTH, SIMPLICITY AND PATIENCE.....ihav always been true 2 my parents, my frends..its been harsh..sometimes very hard.. 4 me 2 speak it..4 others 2 listen 2 it..but now i realise it worked..It really did. And i truly believe that wht mahatma said..does make a difference..yes the path is not at all easy 2 follow, but as Gandhi ji said..VICTORY IS 4 SURE.&lt;br /&gt;Rightly said..BANDEY MAIN THA DUM..VANDEY MATRAM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-115797939693138149?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/115797939693138149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=115797939693138149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/115797939693138149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/115797939693138149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/09/lagey-rahoo-maamu.html' title='Lagey rahoo maamu :)'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-115685156859833227</id><published>2006-08-29T17:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:53.839+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Aaja Dhoom machale Dhoom</title><content type='html'>If there is one movie I have no views to share on, it's Kabhi Alvida Na Kehna. Contrary to what the title begs, I prefer to do just the opposite. And for good. Why? All I'll say is you expect to see a Hailey's comet and end up watching an inflated balloon in the sky.Yeah so what if it has all these fantastic actors, gorgeous locations, dressy sets, peppy songs and a dying-to-be-different storyline? It’s still an inflated balloon. So we’ll let it stay in air and proceed to fresher pastures – the B-I-G-G-I-E-S!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen the promos of Dhoom 2? They look absolutely swashbuckling. It looks like the kind of movie that gives popcorn a good name. I hope that’s the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there is Don. Man, Farhan Akhtar is sure in sticky spot. It’s a no-win situation for the man who made Dil Chahta Hai and Lakshya. See, it’s very simple. If he remains faithful to the Big B classic, he’ll be under attack. If he strays too much, he’ll be under attack. But thanks to Shah Rukh Khan and good luck Chopra, Priyanka not Prem, a promising opening is already in the bag. The trailer looks all right, I thought. It sure looks glossy if nothing else. Will it work? What do you think?As for what I think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lage Raho Munnabhai is where my bets lie. I love how the word ‘hope’ springs up at the mention of every forthcoming flick. But I truly hope the jolly good duo of Munna and Circuit regales us yet again with their tapori brand of masti and banter. And it won't echo of the Phir Hera Pheri disappointment.So which one is it going to be for you? Dhoom 2, Don or Lage Raho Munnabhai?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-115685156859833227?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/115685156859833227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=115685156859833227' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/115685156859833227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/115685156859833227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/08/aaja-dhoom-machale-dhoom.html' title='Aaja Dhoom machale Dhoom'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-115685136336886084</id><published>2006-08-29T17:01:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-09T00:27:34.709+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A new day has come!</title><content type='html'>Life has not been the same for the past two months or so.&lt;br /&gt;I quit my old job and got a new one.&lt;br /&gt;I quit my favourite city and came to a new one too!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, after years of pondering and fretting about moving out of the house and living alone for a while, I have finally found the guts and the right opportunity to move out of my home and shift from my home town to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hyderabad"&gt;Hyderabad&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;For me, moving out of home, and into a new city, where I have to adjust with a new job, make new friends, find a decent place to live, and take care of myself (food, clothing!) and keep my expenses and finances in check is a huge thing!&lt;br /&gt;I have always lived a very protective, pampered life and I am sure managing everything by myself is going to come as a very rude shock to me, sooner, rather than later.&lt;br /&gt;But I am excited and I am nervous. I know I am not going to find it easy to adjust to a lifestyle so different, but I suppose, it’s high time I learn to do that! Everyone I know said, we grow up really fast when we live by ourselves. And I can’t help but agree. Thinking of so many different things at once is no joke after all.&lt;br /&gt;Today, its been two months at work, and well, considering I am sitting here blogging, it is obvious that I didn’t have muchwork to do.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of new things are happening and lots of new experiences around too. Should be a fun few months to live through. I know it is going to suck, but I am going to love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-115685136336886084?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/115685136336886084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=115685136336886084' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/115685136336886084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/115685136336886084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-day-has-come.html' title='A new day has come!'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-114922946903805009</id><published>2006-06-02T11:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:51.275+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Each one on his own road</title><content type='html'>Akash : Kitni khoobsoorat jagah hai!&lt;br /&gt;Sameer : Hmmm. Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Akash : You know what, hame har saal me kam se kam ek hafte ke liye Goa aana chahiye.&lt;br /&gt;Sameer : Definitely! Kyun Sid?? Hey Sid kya soch rahe ho??&lt;br /&gt;Sid : Dekh raha hu wo jahaz, jo zara der baad dikhai nahi dega. Jante ho hum tino us jahaz ki tarah hai, jo aaj nahi to kal apni apni manzilon ko dhundte hue niklenge. Aur ho sakta hai, hamari manzilein alag alag ho.&lt;br /&gt;Sameer : Tu ye sab kyun keh raha hai meri samaj me nahi aa raha. Hum dost hai, zindagi bhar ke liye.&lt;br /&gt;Sid : Ofcourse hai!! Lekin kiski zindagi kise kahan le jaati hai kya pata? Kabhi socha hai?? Har saal yahaan aana to ek taraf, 10 saalon me milna bhi mushkil ho jayega!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus went the conversation between 3 friends Akash, Sameer and Sid in the cult hit Dil Chahta Hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first heard this dialogue, I thought it was good, but a bit dramatic. 5 years down the line, I feel there is nothing remotely dramatic about it. Its pure fact. Bitter to digest, yeaah, but a fact. And offlate, I keep drawing parallels in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2001. The year I started my engineering life. I wasn’t expecting much in terms of relationships. The only thought on my mind back then was to study hard n get done with the 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 2006 now. And the above attitude has definitely changed. I am a changed person. 4 years, 8 semesters and then 8 months in job.  Like 8 wars fought and still standing strong. 4 years have passed by in a jiffy.  Now when I see things from Sid’s perspective, I realize that whats said in his dialogue is indeed so profound!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years back I along with several of my school friends joined engineering. For 4 years now, we have been together&lt;br /&gt;copying assignments,&lt;br /&gt;proxying attendance,&lt;br /&gt;bunking lectures,&lt;br /&gt;teasing the hell out of each other,&lt;br /&gt;getting mad at each other,&lt;br /&gt;abusing boring profs and their equally torturing lectures,&lt;br /&gt;sharing lunches,&lt;br /&gt;passing crappy comments from the last benches,&lt;br /&gt;promising treats on clearing all subjects before results (ofcourse, giving none later),&lt;br /&gt;giving actual treats on birthdays and independence day (last day of written exams),&lt;br /&gt;trying to get our dream gals (and without doubt, falling flat on our faces), cursing the Director of the college for crappy attendance schemes and stupid restrictions during fests,&lt;br /&gt;dancing our hearts out during the Informals event (during college fests), preparing wildly for each presentation,&lt;br /&gt;banging our heads during project days,&lt;br /&gt;helping each other (in our typical styles) with pre exam blues,&lt;br /&gt;supporting and comforting and motivating each other whilst vivas,&lt;br /&gt;studying our butts out for exams and having a BLAST post exams!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now all this is over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we are in touch now and will remain always. Thanks to the advances in science and technology, the world has become a smaller place. But nothing like being together as we were in college. Nothing like arriving in college together and spending almost half of the day in our second home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day whilst working on our project, one of my close buddy and me were talking about life after college. He said, “Now we are so  occupied man. We are so busy. What is going to happen after college ends?? I mean we are going to be so bored. Even though the college work is like hell, still it keeps us together all the time and we work, we fool around and have a blast! How boring life is going to become post college man!!” so true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like DJ says in the latest blockbuster Rang De Basanti,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Gullaboo, ik din ye sab nahi rehna hai. Fir to sab life de isharo pe nachte jayenge. College ke gate ke is paar hum zindagi ko nachate hai, aur gate ke us taraf, life hame nachati hai!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottomline is : Each one on his own road!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-114922946903805009?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/114922946903805009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=114922946903805009' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/114922946903805009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/114922946903805009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/06/each-one-on-his-own-road.html' title='Each one on his own road'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-114871654333872294</id><published>2006-05-27T13:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:51.178+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Protests Everywhere.</title><content type='html'>Just go through any Newspaper or News Channel, you cant ignore News about Protesting Indians.&lt;br /&gt;Hindustan Times Correspondant Vir Sanghvi writes that Indian Loves to protest. And its true upto some extend. Some high profile protests includes Medha Patkar led Narmada Bachao Andolan in which Aamir Khan's entry has done the work of adding petrol in fire. Then 'Anti Reservation' by medical students all over the country joined By IITians also. And latest in this series include protest to Ban release of Da Vinci code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lathi charge on medical students in Mumbai was an unfortunate incident. But in most of the place they have right approach. Instead of shouting slogans here and there, they met the right people and when they realised that their demand didnt fulfill they go for Hunger strike.&lt;br /&gt;Doctors knows very well that Government have to bend down as country cant moved forward without them.&lt;br /&gt;I heard a radio show yesterday in which 3 YFE(Youth For Equality) members were participating and two things they said made real good sense. One thing is that they are not against reservation but they want the reservation to be economic need based and other thing is reservation in job Government can increase number of seats in colleges but what about job. Government cant pressurise private sector to take reserve jobs for backward class people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may affect you – so speak out about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-114871654333872294?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/114871654333872294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=114871654333872294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/114871654333872294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/114871654333872294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/05/protests-everywhere.html' title='Protests Everywhere.'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-114545261687632781</id><published>2006-04-19T18:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:51.094+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wanna Be millionaire!</title><content type='html'>THERE are a million ways to make a million. Here is one. If any one would have invested Rs. 10,000 in buying shares of Infosys in 1993 when it floated its initial public offer, today your money would be worth, hold your breath, Rs 14.7 lakh (or Rs 1.47 million). Not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was going through Sunday Business Times, headline read as "Infy net up 33.2% at Rs 2458 cr". So finally Mr. N.R. Narayana Murthy , Chief mentor Infosys Technologies has lived upto its old habit again. I was watching a clipping on a news channel in which while inagurating the new corporate headquarters in 1994 Mr. Murthy Chairman and CEO at that time announced "We will be a globally respected corporation that provides best-of-breed software solutions delivered by best-in-class people".&lt;br /&gt;It took them &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23 years to cross the first Billion Dollars &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;of annual business and then within next 23 months another 1 Billion Dollors. So its good to celebrate 25 th anniversary in this way. Infosys is the first listed Indian company with this distinction (TCS crossed its Billion Dollars but it was NOT listed in 2003). &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Interestingly Microsoft crossed its first Billion Dollars in its 16th year (Infosys did in 23rd year). Microsoft took another 2 years to cross $ 2 Billion; Infosys did the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So considering that Dollor has much more weight than Indian Rupee and Infosys has bulk of the employees in India, this is indeed nice performance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-114545261687632781?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/114545261687632781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=114545261687632781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/114545261687632781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/114545261687632781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/04/wanna-be-millionaire.html' title='Wanna Be millionaire!'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-114535944206195311</id><published>2006-04-18T17:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:50.943+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Days Ahead</title><content type='html'>Over the next few days or probably next 1-2 months I am looking for following things :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIFA World Cup 2006 : &lt;/span&gt;Its exactly 50 Days to Kick-Off. World Cup 2006 is starting on 9 June 2006 in the Allianz Arena, Munich, Germany. World Cup 2006 will be worth 24.5 million Swiss Francs ($18.75 million) to the winning team.&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward for Brazil taking on Croatia, Australia and Japan as the defending champions are looking solid this time also. Brazils 3R's Roberto Carlos, Ronaldo and Ronaldihno are going great. I think the Brazilian national football team is the most successful national football team in the world, with five FIFA World Cup victories, including the most recent tournament in 2002.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OnHollywood 2006 conference &lt;/strong&gt;: OnHollywood conference will focus on the challenges, opportunities and business models of the digital era, showcasing the leading private companies that are revolutionizing the way media and entertainment is created and distributed. The event will be held at the Roosevelt Hotel in Hollywood, CA from May 2-4, 2006. Tony Perkins, editor and founder of AlwaysOn mentioned that OnHollywood will feature an impressive line-up of speakers as well as pioneering private companies, giving the media a rare opportunity to be exposed first hand to material and interviews with top executives, VCs and other key industry leaders within digital media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Krrish &amp;amp; Fanaa&lt;/span&gt; : As the trailer opens to Hrithik's stomping footsteps pulsating the Dolby Stereo, the screen flashes with lines that define his character. He was born with a gift. He was special like his father. Krrish, the sequel to the biggest blockbuster of 2003, 'Koi Mil Gaya' will also be Hrithik's first film since 'Lakshya'.&lt;br /&gt;Fanaa: I was overwhelmed by a trailer for a film barely a month away. The film is highly anticipated as it marks the end of Kajol's four year sabbatical from the film industry. Also is features her first time pairing with Aamir Khan. According to sources, Aamir Khan will don the role of a terrorist whilst Kajol will play a Kashmiri girl, though this is not confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;There are few other things to mention but I am running out of time time now.&lt;br /&gt;I will update this post soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-114535944206195311?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/114535944206195311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=114535944206195311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/114535944206195311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/114535944206195311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/04/days-ahead.html' title='Days Ahead'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-114483745659360826</id><published>2006-04-12T15:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:50.804+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Reservation</title><content type='html'>General Elections are due in four states of India and just before that the Govt. of India has decided to increase the percentage of reserved seats in institutions which are under central govt. This will include prestigious institutes even IITs &amp;amp; IIMs. I think Reserving 49% of seats in every discipline is a complete disgusting  idea.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly raising percentage of reserved seats from 22% to 49.5% (plus seats reserved for foreign nationals) will left near 50% seats for general category. The competition to get into IITs will become more brutal now.&lt;br /&gt;A lots of people group are coming forward to condemned this move saying that it will dilute the brand name of these prestigious institutes. Well yes it would.  If diluting the brand is good for the country - especially for its poorer sections then I can favour that.&lt;br /&gt;But I think that govt. have not bothered to argue how reserving seats in IITs would lift OBCs out of poverty. In order to even appear for the IIT entrance exams, you need to have completed 12 years of schooling. How many poor OBCs will get that far?  Now what will happen that poor OBCs will continue to drop out of school to support their families. Middle class and upper middle class OBCs who have all the opportunities that every other middle class person in India has will get a back door entry into elite institutions. Since they won't have to go through the rigorous competition that everyone else has to go through, the quality of these elite institutions will suffer.&lt;br /&gt;If the Govt had real interest in doing good for OBCs it would have created conditions to allow poor OBCs to get educated till the high school level. And then introduced this reservation to give them a leg up into elite institutions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-114483745659360826?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/114483745659360826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=114483745659360826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/114483745659360826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/114483745659360826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/04/reservation.html' title='Reservation'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-114224383390782844</id><published>2006-03-13T15:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:49.662+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Match of a Life-time -- 100 overs, 872 runs</title><content type='html'>Cricket is a funny game. It, however, turned out to be hilarious on Sunday as records tumbled by the hundreds as South Africa won the fifth and final One-Day International against Australia by one wicket and a ball to spare to win the five-match series 3-2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chasing an improbable world record score of 435, South Africa got home thanks to an inspired knock of 175 (111 balls) from opener Herschelle Gibbs. His second wicket partnership of 187 runs with skipper Graeme Smith in 20.5 overs provided the early momentum for the hosts. But South African wicket-keeper batsman Mark Boucher (50 off 43b), who hit the winning runs, and Johan van der Wath (35 off 18b) gave the vital thrusts at the right time. "Chasing 434 is a bit surreal for us," South Africa captain Graeme Smith said. "But it was an unbelievable wicket and the batsmen were all able to play their shots."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-114224383390782844?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/114224383390782844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=114224383390782844' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/114224383390782844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/114224383390782844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/03/match-of-life-time-100-overs-872-runs.html' title='Match of a Life-time -- 100 overs, 872 runs'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-114198721583186098</id><published>2006-03-10T15:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-23T18:19:37.415+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Out of the box thinking</title><content type='html'>Out of the box thinking is the oft repeated sentence,you come across this jargon from most of the so called management gurus.....and also the bosses who have attended those innumerable management seminars......but no one has any clue of inculcating this in India where we are conditioned to follow a set path.The set path starts from the very childhood....kindergarden,LKG,UKG,school...attending tution classes...TV viewing in the evening...some enterprising parents take their kids for either swimming or tennis coaching...thus school days pass of..I am not including the out of box frolicking with the other sex in this blog..then joint entrance exams..entry in some professional college...those who dont get into these colleges go for degree courses in science or arts ...barring for a few who dont appear in these entrance exams but the majority of those who score good mark they follow this route...then a professional course and land up a job via some interview..the conditioning started at an age of 3 and completed by the time he or she is 21/22 yrs of age.Now in the job this person has to do out of the box thinking and be innovative....thats a tall order...Our definition of the out of the box thinking is that I must do better than my neighbour or my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this age of cubicle culture we are once again putting them in a cage and binding them by the company culture...Toyota way , GE way, or may be some other way..we are good copy master so instantaneously we follow those..so the challenge to bring a paradigm shift remains a dream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read that in USA some parents have stopped sending their kids to the school...they take turn in teaching them...they take help of the community..the kids are encouraged to learn things through practicle experience and of course computer...thats a great idea...breaking the age old shackle of class room study...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think our system of education requires a serious look......let the kids enjoy their childhood...let them be with the nature..let them mix with people of all social strata ....this will help in developing their mind and that will lead to observation power...once they observe closely then only out of the box thinking can come...it can not be taught..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-114198721583186098?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/114198721583186098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=114198721583186098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/114198721583186098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/114198721583186098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/03/out-of-box-thinking.html' title='Out of the box thinking'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-114198628665059105</id><published>2006-03-10T15:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:49.179+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Board Examinations And Suicide.</title><content type='html'>I read it in newspaper few days back that a boy of class XII committed suicide because he could not handle pressure. He thought he would flunk again like last year and therefore, he ended his life. This is nothing new for any of us. Everyday we find such news in the newspaper. Every year such suicide rates increase but I wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that taking your own life because you cannot handle pressure is the worst thing one can do. Who gives us the right to hurt our parents like that. When people die like that, we cant even imagine how their parents will live rest of their lives. They live like dead people. Noone can even imagine the agony they face. On top of it all, they keep blaming themselves for their children's action. When children succeed, then they are so happy and for the world, the children succeed because they had it in them. So, when children commit suicide, they did not have it in them, it is not your fault,  parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think one should always learn to fight the pain. Committing suicide is no solution to anything. Do you think you have any right to take your life just like that? Who gave you that right? Your mother who kept you in her womb for nine months and then went through the entire pain of conceiving a child? Or your father who spent his entire earning to give you a better future? Or your loved ones who loves you for what you are and not for what you could be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your parents do not only love you when you succeed in life, they love you still when you fail,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your parents do not only love when you come home with a trophy, they love you when you come home empty handed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your parents do not only love you when you earn money, they love you when you dont,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your parents do not only love you when you bring fame to them, they love you even when you bring disgrace to them,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your parents do not only love you in your thicks, they love you equally in your thins!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should never forget this..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what people may think about us, no matter what we might do, no mtter how rude we become to them, they are the only one in this entire world who will still love you unconditionally and noone gives us the right to end our lives because we are not happy with it. Our life is just not ours, we owe it to our parents and the only gift that we can give to them in their entire lifetime is being their children always. This much they definitely deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel you have no meaning to life, then talk it out. Seek help. Go to a counsellor. Speak to your friends. Tell them what is really affecting. Try changing things around you but most importantly seek help. Dont just end your life like that. Please dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If after reading this, I am able to make even one person realise that it is wrong to end their life, I shall feel that my life was worthwhile.............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-114198628665059105?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/114198628665059105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=114198628665059105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/114198628665059105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/114198628665059105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/03/board-examinations-and-suicide.html' title='Board Examinations And Suicide.'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-114171095543087117</id><published>2006-03-07T11:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:49.094+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Jessica Lall Case</title><content type='html'>For once, Delhi's not ok with insensitively letting things being as they are. The Jessica Lall case has left not just the city but the whole nation angry. Protest marches, SMS campaigns and petitions to the President for re-opening the case continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many dimensions to the story. Is it that we do not bother to stand by the truth, or is that the system works against those that wish to do so? What is it that makes witnesses go back on their statement - inducements, intimidation or the fact that the cases drag on for years?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-114171095543087117?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/114171095543087117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=114171095543087117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/114171095543087117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/114171095543087117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/03/jessica-lall-case.html' title='Jessica Lall Case'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-113860134012971450</id><published>2006-01-30T11:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:48.608+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Apni to paathshaala, Masti ki paathshaala</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;IT WAS GREAT – the movie &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RANG DE BASANTI&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Its one of those movies that carry a subtle message and goal us to dig a little bit to find it and imbibe it. Taking a shot at the politicians, the movie allows us to take cue from great, extra-ordinary giants of our glorious past. And while doing so, it raises ordinary men and women out of the crowd, for the crowd, for something which we never cared or gave a damn to. But who is then to take care of that something, if we are not? Who’s gonna wear Saffron?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;A beautiful take on the prevailing sociological aspects which is done in a subtle manner and it’s done well. I hope it is successful – the take on the matter that is, coz am sure the movie’s gonna be successful.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Though I am tempted to put about what all’s there in the movie but then it will be bad of me to let the cat out before any of u may go and watch the celebration of life for yourself. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Celebration of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, though the movie hits hard where it could pain a lot, it celebrates the phenomenon called life and the value of life. The use of life. It’s meaning. The choice between easy and the right. The choice between being an onlooker and being a part of it for the good of it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It attempts to give an answer to the great giants that assured us a future. It attempts to search for alter-egos of those giants who set standards in living life – well, in celebrating life. In donning the saffron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It attempts to call on us to don the color of saffron. Will you? Will we? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Do we have among us, today, a reflection of our giants?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;I loved the movie – not because its shot in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Delhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;, not because I can relate myself to one of the protagonists but because it indeed colors u in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saffron – the color of Joy and sacrifice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Rang de basanti chola&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Mera, rang de basanti chola,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Maye, rang de basanti chola.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;OR if u want it the latest way, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Apni to paathshaala,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Masti ki paathshaala &lt;a id="corporateblog"&gt;&lt;/a&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/19863790-113860134012971450?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/113860134012971450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=113860134012971450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113860134012971450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113860134012971450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/01/apni-to-paathshaala-masti-ki.html' title='Apni to paathshaala, Masti ki paathshaala'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-113817119879489782</id><published>2006-01-25T12:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:48.536+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ARE WE WATCHING BLACK EPISODE OF INDIAN CRICKET</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;1991, India tour Australia : A young man named Saurav Ganguly made a disastrous&lt;br /&gt;debut..... to follow it up, some articles here and there in the media regarding his failiure&lt;br /&gt;....... and the selectors on there part do the predictable......drop him from the national side.&lt;br /&gt;At this time most would have thought that this young kid would ever show up in the&lt;br /&gt;indian line up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;1996, India tour England : A matured young man Saurav Ganguly selected for the Indian&lt;br /&gt;test team makes his sparkling test debut, brilliant batting display studded with breathtaking&lt;br /&gt;drives in the offside becomes an instant star in a nation mad about its cricket and cricketers......&lt;br /&gt;to follow it up delivers consistent performances throughout the tour..... and the selectors on&lt;br /&gt;there part do the predictable again, gave him a chance in the ODI's where he soon becomes&lt;br /&gt;the king of the offside.... one of the most dangerous opener... the maharaj of indian cricket...&lt;br /&gt;with Sachin Tendulkar he formed the best opening pair of there era. Saurav Ganguly is a suprstar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;2001, Australia tour India : An Ambitious Saurav Ganguly is now the indian captain and had&lt;br /&gt;a dream in his eyes..... to conqour the world, but infront is the challange of facing the world&lt;br /&gt;beaters the world champions Australia, the optimistic few gave india an outside chance, in the&lt;br /&gt;3 test series, india are 1-0 down after the first test,  most predict a walkover by the world&lt;br /&gt;champions yet again..... but a new indian team has just got its saviours, heroes are born out&lt;br /&gt;of people whose selection in the team was doubtful, indian team has got over the world&lt;br /&gt;champions, and the world, the leadership shows the team is a unit to contend with....&lt;br /&gt;indian teams success was credited to Saurav's aggressive attitude with reflected on indian&lt;br /&gt;team....Saurav Ganguly was an instant star again as indian Captain... India Loves Saurav&lt;br /&gt;Ganguly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;From 2001 to 2004, Saurav Ganguly was a captain of the indian cricket team which&lt;br /&gt;seemed hungry for success, had some of the senior players - best in the business Sachin&lt;br /&gt;and Rahul, and the young brigade which Ganguly had very carefully built- Sehwag,&lt;br /&gt;Bhajji, Yuvraj, Kaif, Zaheer, Pathan. India performance shows in beating Pakistan in&lt;br /&gt;Pakistan, beating England in much hyped Natwest final, winning champions trophy,&lt;br /&gt;and reaching the World Cup 2003 finals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;2004-2005, A Desperate Saurav Ganguly was now more of a Captain than a performer,&lt;br /&gt;his performance had started dipped some of the so called experts found glitches in his&lt;br /&gt;batting technique (which evidently was there since he had started playing), this man&lt;br /&gt;who gave up his opening slot in ODI's for the team, the man who persisted with some&lt;br /&gt;of the current indian players in there not so good times and was critisized for the same.&lt;br /&gt;The man was now under pressure  to keep his place in the side, some of the so called&lt;br /&gt;experts wanted him to step down...... One of them was current Indian Coach Greg Chappel,&lt;br /&gt;who infact told him to step down and wrote a secret email to the BCCI to remove him&lt;br /&gt;as the National Captain. In the mean time Saurav Ganguly had now become the most&lt;br /&gt;successful indian captain and led india to its first overseas series win after 19 years. ......&lt;br /&gt;despite this slectors give more importance to the email sent by the coach .... and drop&lt;br /&gt;Saurav Ganguly from the Indian team.... despite some disappointment among some&lt;br /&gt;die hard Saurav fans (i m not one of those) the nation takes this decision as a step forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Late 2005: A brave Saurav Ganguly, makes a comeback into the national team on&lt;br /&gt;the back of  some good performances, his performance in the second test after the first&lt;br /&gt;was washed off was more than satisfactory considering the kind of resolve he showed....&lt;br /&gt;but the selectors this time have done the unpredictable, excluded Saurav from the team&lt;br /&gt;which will face Lanka in Ahemadabad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The entire nation is in shock over this paethetic decision, only because this time around&lt;br /&gt;Saurav did not deserve this the reasons for this decision are non cricketing... to me the&lt;br /&gt;reason is that man called Greg Chappell who gave his 5 reasons, each of which could&lt;br /&gt;be well debated and beaten, for ousting Saurav Ganguly at this point of time. A man&lt;br /&gt;who himself does not have basic manners and dignity to respect the public in a democratic&lt;br /&gt;country (the incidence where he made indecent gesture at a group of Saurav fans) and then&lt;br /&gt;does not have the guts to accept his wrong doing (him denying making that gesture) was&lt;br /&gt;given more importance than a man who gave the best 15 years of his life to this nation,&lt;br /&gt;and brought home never before glory and success to the nation as far as cricket was concerned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Now my intent in writing this is not that i am a die hard fan of Saurav Ganguly, but as an&lt;br /&gt;Indian when i think and analyse this whole episode it raises this Question, that Is it a&lt;br /&gt;Sin to be a Hero in Indian Cricket ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;.....I leave this Question to be answered by all u indians who felt proud everytime india&lt;br /&gt;won in the last 5 years of Saurav's Captaincy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-*-&lt;br /&gt;a hurt Indian Cricket Fan&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/19863790-113817119879489782?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/113817119879489782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=113817119879489782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113817119879489782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113817119879489782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/01/are-we-watching-black-episode-of.html' title='ARE WE WATCHING BLACK EPISODE OF INDIAN CRICKET'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-113816508330211860</id><published>2006-01-25T10:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:48.446+05:30</updated><title type='text'>What will it take to root out Corruption</title><content type='html'>It is still amazing how we got this far in a short span of 15 years since privatization began in earnest. Our middle class has expanded dramatically during this period, the economy growing at 7% rate, one of the best in the world. The improvement is seen is various sectors, from Information Technology, telecommunications, media, high tech, Agriculture, manufacturing, natural resouce excavation and so on. The GDP has grown year after year. Regardless of those boring statistics and numbers what really matters is the improvement in average lives of our citizens. Having said that, imagine India with just two things gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Corruption&lt;br /&gt;2. hoarding money/gold and other valuables under the mattress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man we can give some real fight to the Chinese who are clearly way ahead of us. I think we need the following&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Instill a sense of real patriotism in all Indians. If you love your country more than your self interest, you would not steal from it. A large section of our people have become greedy beyond imagination and steal from the rest of us. The next question is how do we do that and that's where my next point comes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Cleanup the political system. The ultimate goal of this process is to allow well meaning leaders to emerge from the pack. Hey we have billion people and I'm sure there is no shortage of good leaders who would lead us out of this mirage. We need the kind of leaders we had during independence, selfless, dedicated to the well being of all Indians who can effectively communicate with our people, appeal to all those good men and women who have decency and instill that sense of patiotism for the larger goal. Band of leaders who have vision to compete at the global scale, work with our business leaders to grow the economy and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our current political parties are broken beyond repair. It encourages patriarchical system where people with long history of being in politics are shuffled up the chain and become leaders. It needs to be dynamic and encouraging of newer blood. The parties need to be open and accountable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** In short, a refined, dynamic and forward looking political parties are key to promoting new breed of leaders who in turn can guide the country out of this mess. It will take time but it's got to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER TOGETHER WE CAN AND WE WILL MAKE A DIFFERENCE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-113816508330211860?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/113816508330211860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=113816508330211860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113816508330211860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113816508330211860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-will-it-take-to-root-out_24.html' title='What will it take to root out Corruption'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-113776165367224872</id><published>2006-01-20T18:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:48.355+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Why We Need A Non-Indian Mindset...??</title><content type='html'>Two of the most influential persons in the Indian scenario are those with a Non-Indian mindset !! I am talking about Sonia Gandhi &amp; Greg Chappel. And are we glad it is so ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s see what they have done differently which does not match with the ‘Indian” way of doing things…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonia Gandhi :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ø Gives up the top post of the country. Where the post of a village panchayat head is enough to provoke murders, where self proclaimed sanyasins cry hoarse after power, it was a refreshing change !! Stayed away from Politics 91-96 period when her party was bent on making her PM after her husbands death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ø Did not thrust her son/daughter into prominence by force. The daughter steadfastly remains out of active politics, son starts at 32 and still not given any position of power in government or even the party. Preferring to let him learn the ropes in his constituency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ø Asks her party ruled states for austerity and ministers to give up perks &amp;amp; the flashing red lights on their cars. The very reason for Indian politicians to take up politics as a profession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ø      Does not stoop to personal name calling while campaigning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ø Does not interfere into government affairs &amp; limits herself to party &amp;amp; coalition coordination despite the knowledge of her own immense power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg Chappel :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ø      A very professional approach to the game. Focus on discipline &amp; training paramount in achieving the defined targets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ø      Does not mind taking on the big names of cricket both on &amp;amp; off the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ø      Is away from regional / parochial considerations while selecting the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ø      Is not shy of experimentation even if it means taking cricketers out of their comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ø      Making the cricketers understand the mantra “ Perform or Perish”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prospects of our country under the leadership of the PM ( with support from his party Chief) as well as the prospects of the Indian Cricket team are looking up. Some of their no-nonsense approach has rubbed of their colleagues which bodes well for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-113776165367224872?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/113776165367224872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=113776165367224872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113776165367224872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113776165367224872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/01/why-we-need-non-indian-mindset.html' title='Why We Need A Non-Indian Mindset...??'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-113637132244186540</id><published>2006-01-04T16:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:47.868+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Cricket 2005 Awards</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2005 has gone and it is time to relook at the whole year and give some awards to those who really deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Playing Truant all through the year&lt;/span&gt; : You guessed it right. No scope for argument here. The gold medal here goes to Dada.&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Foot in the mouth champion&lt;/span&gt; : Who else but Kiran More. No need to explain why he is getting this.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Quote of the year&lt;/span&gt; : “Sourav is selected as all rounder and hence we decided not to select Zaheer”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Groundsman of the year&lt;/span&gt; : Prabir Mukherjee – for preparing a green top at &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Edens&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; for the ODI against SA.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Newsmaker of the year&lt;/span&gt; : Well ! The honor goes to Sourav. Pages and pages of newspaper columns, blog after blog (even something as strange as 'I hate sourav ganguly.com'), hours of panelists pouring over for and against opinions and even figuring in corporate case studies of the firm run by Harsha.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Most sportive crowd in a cricket ground&lt;/span&gt; : You guessed it again. It is the &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Eden&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; crowd that choose to cheer SA rather than &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Master planners of the year&lt;/span&gt; : The BCCI brain wave that scheduled a Chennai ODI during rainy season and as if not to be outdone by this smart move, then shift the 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; test &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;venue to the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; test venue so that falls right during hurricane season.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Most Consumer friendly&lt;/span&gt; : TNCA refusing to refund the money back to ticket holders who hardly saw a ball bowled for over 4+1 days.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Outsmarting rivals&lt;/span&gt; : The two rival groups in &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Delhi&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; cricket associaton – one puncturing the sight screen tires and the other removing some useful screws from the Supper Sopper.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Reenact another sport in a cricket ground&lt;/span&gt; : This award goes to the rival factions of Himachal cricket association – for renacting world wide boxing championship, in picturesque Dhamasala.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Spring a surprise, when least expected&lt;/span&gt; : Emergence of Pondicherry cricket association, during BCCI election.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Leaving things ambiguous&lt;/span&gt; : This peculiar liking for grey color is a common trend thro’ the corridors of the erstwhile BCCI. The award is given for the splendid act of making the whole coaching staff of Indian team work for almost an year without a contract.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Maximizer&lt;/span&gt; : This award goes to Parhiv Patel. He hardly did a thing worth mentioning in domestic cricket and is currently down with viral fever but is still selected for the Pak tour (he kind of re-enacted his World cup act of amazing a fortune without lifting a finger in a single match).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Swiftest act &lt;/span&gt; This award goes to the new powers of BCCI for sacking the 3 selectors who backed Sourav, seconds after taking over the power.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Most boring commentary team&lt;/span&gt; : The verbal &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;diarrhea&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; during the whole SL series is forcing me to give this award to entire TV commentary team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-113637132244186540?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/113637132244186540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=113637132244186540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113637132244186540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113637132244186540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/01/cricket-2005-awards.html' title='Cricket 2005 Awards'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-113619547164813462</id><published>2006-01-02T15:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:47.769+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life Is About Taking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="postcontent"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The following is an article by &lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dayo Olomu is a UK-based motivational Speaker, Writer, Business/Life Coach, Trainer, Media Entrepreneur and Competent Toastmaster. His core belief is that we are all endowed with seeds of greatness, and his mission is to help individuals and organisations achieve their full potentials. He is the author of best selling "4 Indispensable Strategies for Success" and the President of Croydon Communicators Toastmasters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Move out of your comfort zone. You can only grow if you are willing to feel awkward and uncomfortable when you try something new." Brian Tracy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Have you seen a successful person who is not a risk taker? I dont think there is any because one of the attributes that got them to the top is their ability to take risks.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;What separates achievers from ordinary folks is their willingness to take optional as well as necessary risks. For example, lets assume I have a good job. I enjoy it and earn enough to get by. Im not rich, but comfortable. Suddenly I receive a new job offer. The job comes with much more responsibilities and a significant increase in salary. What shall I do? If I join the new company, how do I know I will like my boss and co-workers? What if I cant handle the responsibilities? What if Im found incompetent and fired? What if after losing my new job, I cant find another one? Should I risk my present security? Some people would say no. "No, it isnt worth losing your security. If you take the new job, lose it, cant find another one, and cant pay your mortgage, youll lose your house. And then, your wife will probably divorce you."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;My own life is about taking risks. I started my career in the entertainment industry in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Nigeria&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; by gatecrashing into the launching of Tera Kotas album where I met the whos who in the entertainment industry when I was 17. Since then I have become a calculative gambler and a realistic risk taker. I have left many certainties for uncertainties and that has enabled me to grow very well. Life is all about taking risks; we should be willing to take risks every day. Whether you drive, take public transportation, or walk to work, you are risking getting into an accident. Every time you go to sleep, you risk not waking up! But you go ahead and do it anyway.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;My role models are risk takers; they are common people doing uncommon and extraordinary things. They often sow the seeds of revolution - and not just once or twice but time after time. They dared to be different because they took the road less travelled. They are my inspiration and I get energy from them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The reason why a lot of people refuse to take risk is that they do not want to move from their comfort zone. They love the security of their comfort zone.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;People who think like that dont understand what true security is. Security can never depend on outside circumstances. It only comes from within. If I stay with my present job, wheres the security? Cant I lose it due to corporate downsizing? (Thats happened to me.) Even if Im indispensable, what if the company I work for goes bankrupt? (Thats happened to me too.) On the other hand, if I were used to taking risks, I would have built an inner strength, become resilient and learnt the ability to cope in tough circumstances. Those who refuse to take risks to protect their security willingly live in cages, trapped by their own fears. If we desperately want to fly, we will be willing to give up being a caterpillar. Turtles cant advance without sticking their necks out and we cant either.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;As we try new things, we become more confident and develop a better self-image. If thats all there is to it - if a little step outside your comfort zone is all it takes to grow and improve- then why dont more people do it? What makes that little step so difficult? The answer is simple; we dont like pain.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The moment you leave your comfort zone, you experience pain and discomfort. Since all positive changes take place outside the comfort zone, change is painful. The very moment most people feel the pain; they pull back inside the comfort zone. The life in the comfort zone may become a life of regret. Perhaps, we may regret that we did not do the things we wanted to do. Regret is a killer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The statement "no pain, no gain," has been perverted, criticized and labelled as nonsense. The people doing the criticising are almost always "comfort zoners" who havent achieved much with their lives.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Brian Tracy says, "90% to 95% of people will withdraw to the comfort zone when what they try doesnt work. Only that small percentage, 5 or 10 percent, will continually improve themselves; they will continually push themselves out into the zone of discomfort, and these are always the highest performers in every field."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You have to risk failure and try new things. I have met so many people who were always taught to play it safe. And guess what? They are playing it safe, leading, as the quote says, "Lives of quiet desperation." It is the people who risk failures and try new things that change the world and lead the lives they want to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/19863790-113619547164813462?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/113619547164813462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=113619547164813462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113619547164813462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113619547164813462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/01/life-is-about-taking.html' title='Life Is About Taking'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-113619454374307572</id><published>2006-01-02T15:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:47.582+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A BRAIN TEASER....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Courier New;" &gt;A man was walking along a road...till he comes to a fork.&lt;br /&gt;One road leads to safety...the other to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Courier New;" &gt;Each road is guarded by an elf...a set of identical twins.&lt;br /&gt;One twin ALWAYS says the truth...the other ALWAYS lies.&lt;br /&gt;We dont know which twin is guarding which road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Courier New;" &gt;The man is permitted to ask any one twin only ONE question...and save himself,&lt;br /&gt;and choose the road to safety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Courier New;" &gt;What would be the one question the man would ask...and save himself??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);font-family:Courier New;" &gt;Readers...if any of you know the answers...could you guys&lt;br /&gt;please hold your horses??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);font-family:Courier New;" &gt;Will post the solution later in the day.....meanwhile ....hope you are&lt;br /&gt;getting your thinking caps on??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 20, 147);font-family:Courier New;" &gt;Here cometh the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;SOLUTION&lt;/span&gt;  guys:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Courier New;" &gt;The man walks up to any one twin...he still doesnt know who is who...asks...“If I asked your twin brother which is the road to safety, what wd he say?“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Courier New;" &gt;FUNDA: Supposing the twin addressed is Mr Truth...he will point to the road leading to Death coz he knows his brother always lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Courier New;" &gt;Supposing the twin addressed is Mr Liar...he ought to point to the road to safety...but u see...he always lies...so he too will point to Death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Courier New;" &gt;If the man sorts this out...he takes the other road to Safety!!&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/19863790-113619454374307572?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/113619454374307572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=113619454374307572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113619454374307572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113619454374307572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/01/brain-teaser.html' title='A BRAIN TEASER....'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-113617782779054479</id><published>2006-01-02T10:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:47.318+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thank you '05</title><content type='html'>When i look back i can see, what the year gave to me.&lt;br /&gt;There were moments of joy, there were moments of fear and&lt;br /&gt;               there were moments of tears.&lt;br /&gt;Each special in its own way, with each passing moment i grew stronger,&lt;br /&gt;with each passing moment i realized what i wanted in life.&lt;br /&gt;With the ups and the downs, the highs and the lows.&lt;br /&gt;The passing year taught me many lessons, of courage&lt;br /&gt;determination and faith.&lt;br /&gt;As  await for a new Sunrise, bidding adieu and silently saying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; “ Thank you '05 ''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="corporateblog"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-113617782779054479?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/113617782779054479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=113617782779054479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113617782779054479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113617782779054479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/01/thank-you-05.html' title='Thank you &apos;05'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-113617632327251363</id><published>2006-01-02T09:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:47.228+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Year that saw Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;The Year that saw Tomorrow&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 1.1.2  (Linux)"&gt;&lt;meta name="AUTHOR" content="gaurav"&gt;&lt;meta name="CREATED" content="20060101;12580000"&gt;&lt;meta name="CHANGEDBY" content="gaurav"&gt;&lt;meta name="CHANGED" content="20060101;13540000"&gt;              &lt;style&gt;  &lt;!--   @page { size: 8.27in 11.69in; margin: 0.79in }   P { margin-bottom: 0.08in }  --&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Every year has a signature. And   2005 saw entertainment&lt;br /&gt;turn interactive.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Small-town India’s untapped energy and suppressed ambitions&lt;br /&gt;suddenly burst forth on small screans like Janet Jackson’s you&lt;br /&gt;know what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Programmes such as Indian Idol and fame gurukul turned viewer&lt;br /&gt;into real articipant observers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Thanks to moblile phones,the new empowered audience could&lt;br /&gt;make or mar a contestant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Ask Ludhiana’s former house painter –turned-singer Ravinder Ravi&lt;br /&gt;who now charges over 50000/-.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;But the audience is not changing other’s life only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;It was getting a slice of the money pie as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;For millions, shows like KBC AND DIAL ONE AUR JEETO&lt;br /&gt;held out that one despaprate chance to stop bothering about the&lt;br /&gt;money pay cheque.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Operation majnu has scarred Meerut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Multiplexes are the new entertainment parks for lovers who&lt;br /&gt;don’t even dare speakto each other bin public .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;On weeday afternoon , the nearly empty auditoriums often&lt;br /&gt;turn into loveseats where teenagers do what the hormones&lt;br /&gt;ask them to.&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/19863790-113617632327251363?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/113617632327251363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=113617632327251363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113617632327251363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113617632327251363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/01/year-that-saw-tomorrow.html' title='The Year that saw Tomorrow'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-113612101469434019</id><published>2006-01-01T18:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:47.118+05:30</updated><title type='text'>DINNER DATE</title><content type='html'>After 21 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take another&lt;br /&gt;woman out todinner and a movie. She said,&lt;br /&gt;"I love you, but I know this other woman loves&lt;br /&gt;you and would love to spend some time with you.&lt;br /&gt;"The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit&lt;br /&gt;was my MOTHER, who has beena widow for 19 years,&lt;br /&gt;but the demands of my work and my three children had&lt;br /&gt;made it possible to visit her only occasionally.That night&lt;br /&gt;I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie.&lt;br /&gt;"What'swrong, are you well?" she asked.&lt;br /&gt;My mother is the type of woman who suspectsthat a late&lt;br /&gt;night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news.&lt;br /&gt;"Ithought that it would be pleasant to spend some time&lt;br /&gt;with you," I responded."Just the two of us."&lt;br /&gt;She thought about it for a moment, and then said,&lt;br /&gt;"Iwould like that very much."That Friday after work, as&lt;br /&gt;I drove over to pick her up I was a bit nervous.When&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed&lt;br /&gt;to be nervousabout our date. She waited in the door&lt;br /&gt;with her coat on. She had curled herhair and was wearing&lt;br /&gt;the dress that she had worn to celebrate her lastwedding&lt;br /&gt;anniversary. She smiled from a face that was as radiant&lt;br /&gt;as anangel's. "I told my friends that I was going to go out&lt;br /&gt;with my son, and theywere impressed," she said, as she&lt;br /&gt;got into the car. "They can't wait to hearabout our meeting.&lt;br /&gt;"We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was&lt;br /&gt;very nice and cozy.My mother took my arm as if she&lt;br /&gt;were the First Lady. After we sat down, Ihad to read&lt;br /&gt;the menu. Her eyes could only read large print. Half&lt;br /&gt;way throughthe entries, I lifted my eyes and saw&lt;br /&gt;Mom sitting there staring at me. Anostalgic smile&lt;br /&gt;was on her lips. "It was I who used to have to read&lt;br /&gt;the menuwhen you were small," she said. "Then it's&lt;br /&gt;time that you relax and let mereturn the favor,"&lt;br /&gt;I responded.During the dinner, we had an agreeable&lt;br /&gt;conversation - nothing extraordinarybut catching up&lt;br /&gt;on recent events of each other's life. We talked so&lt;br /&gt;muchthat we missed the movie.As we arrived at&lt;br /&gt;her house later, she said, "I'll go out with you again,&lt;br /&gt;butonly if you let me invite you." I agreed. "&lt;br /&gt;How was your dinner date?" askedmy wife when&lt;br /&gt;I got home. "Very nice. Much more so than I could&lt;br /&gt;haveimagined," I answered.A few days later, my&lt;br /&gt;mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened&lt;br /&gt;sosuddenly that I didn't have a chance to do anything&lt;br /&gt;for her. Some timelater, I received an envelope with a&lt;br /&gt;copy of a restaurant receipt from thesame place&lt;br /&gt;mother and I had dined. An attached note said: "&lt;br /&gt;I paid this billin advance. I wasn't sure that&lt;br /&gt;I could be there; but nevertheless, I paidfor&lt;br /&gt;two plates - one for you and the other for your&lt;br /&gt;wife. You will neverknow what that night meant&lt;br /&gt;for me. I love you, son."At that moment,&lt;br /&gt;I understood the importance of saying in time:&lt;br /&gt;"I LOVE YOU" and to give our loved ones the&lt;br /&gt;time that they deserve.Nothing in life is more&lt;br /&gt;important than your family. Give them the timethey&lt;br /&gt;deserve, because these things cannot be put off till "some other time."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-113612101469434019?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/113612101469434019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=113612101469434019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113612101469434019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113612101469434019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2006/01/dinner-date.html' title='DINNER DATE'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-113586260652022940</id><published>2005-12-29T18:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:46.716+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Smart Little Girl !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;One day a 6 year old girl was sitting in a classroom.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher was going to explain evolution to the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher asked a little boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;TEACHER: Tommy do you see the tree outside?&lt;br /&gt;TOMMY: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: Tommy, do you see the grass outside?&lt;br /&gt;TOMMY: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: Go outside and look up and see if you can see the sky.&lt;br /&gt;TOMMY: Okay. (He returned a few minutes later) Yes, I saw the sky.&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: Did you see God?&lt;br /&gt;TOMMY: No.&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: That's my point. We can't see God because he isn't there. He doesn't exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A little girl spoke up and wanted to ask the boy some questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The teacher agreed and the little girl asked the boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;LITTLE GIRL: Tommy, do you see the tree outside?&lt;br /&gt;TOMMY: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;LITTLE GIRL: Tommy do you see the grass outside?&lt;br /&gt;TOMMY: Yessssss (getting tired of the same questions by this time).&lt;br /&gt;LITTLE GIRL: Did you see the sky?&lt;br /&gt;TOMMY: Yessssss&lt;br /&gt;LITTLE GIRL: Tommy, do you see the teacher?&lt;br /&gt;TOMMY: Yes&lt;br /&gt;LITTLE GIRL: Do you see her brain?&lt;br /&gt;TOMMY: No&lt;br /&gt;LITTLE GIRL: Then according to what we were taught today in school, she must not have one! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"FOR WE WALK BY FAITH, NOT BY SIGHT"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&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/19863790-113586260652022940?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/113586260652022940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=113586260652022940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113586260652022940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113586260652022940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2005/12/smart-little-girl.html' title='Smart Little Girl !'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-113507275091441011</id><published>2005-12-20T15:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:46.356+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Are BPOs safe for women?</title><content type='html'>Pratibha Srikanth Murthy, an employee of the business process outsourcing arm of Hewlett Packard in Bangalore, was raped and murdered by the driver of the company-commissioned cab she was travelling in on her way to work in the wee hours of Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has sent shivers down the spine of BPO workers and the Indian IT industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women account for about 40 per cent of the 350,000 call centres employees in India. IT sector bodies, politicians and the police have now urged companies to offer better security to BPO workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think that women employees in call centres are given adequate security. Ther must be some better ways to ensure better safety of BPO workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should women work night shifts? Or the Bangalore murder is just a one-off incident of crime?&lt;br /&gt;Do comment.&lt;br /&gt;Remember together we can and we will make a difference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-113507275091441011?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/113507275091441011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=113507275091441011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113507275091441011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113507275091441011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2005/12/are-bpos-safe-for-women.html' title='Are BPOs safe for women?'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-113507095417528425</id><published>2005-12-20T14:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:46.151+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Essay  On A Poor Family</title><content type='html'>Once in a kintergarden, a teacher asks all students to write an essay&lt;br /&gt;on the topic " A Poor Family".One student gets the lowest marks for&lt;br /&gt;writing that essay . The student happens to be the richest girl in the&lt;br /&gt;entire class and her essay goes on as.......&lt;br /&gt;she writes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ek baar ek bahut hee gareeb family thi, husband aur wife dono gareeb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they, do bachey they, woh bhi bahut gareeb they!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ghar ke saare naukar bhi gareeb they,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ghar ka maali, driver, aur guard bhi bahut gareeb they, ghar ke 4&lt;br /&gt;kuttey bhi gareeb they, 2 din sey chicken nahi khaaya tha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 mercedeez car thi, unki bahut time se servicing nahi hui thi, ghar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ka A.C bhi theek nahi chalta tha ghar mein 1 saal sey paint nahi hua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tha family ko holiday ke liye foregin country gaye bhi 6 mahiney ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gaye they,ghar ke 5 mein sey 2 TV to chaltey hee nahi they, all in&lt;br /&gt;all, bahut he gareeb family thi!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-113507095417528425?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/113507095417528425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=113507095417528425' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113507095417528425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113507095417528425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2005/12/essay-on-poor-family.html' title='Essay  On A Poor Family'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-113498645615856516</id><published>2005-12-19T15:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:45.675+05:30</updated><title type='text'>This was a Real incident in New York....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;An Indian walks into a New York City bank and asks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; to see the loan officer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; He says he is going to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Europe&lt;/st1:place&gt; on business for two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; weeks and Needs to borrow $5,000. The bank officer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; says the bank will need some kind of security for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; such a loan, so the man hands over the keys of a new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; Rolls Royce parked on the street in front of the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; bank. Everything is checked out, and the bank agrees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; to accept the car as collateral for the loan. An&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; employee drives the Rolls into the bank's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; underground garage and parks it there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; Two weeks later, the man returns, repays the $5,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; and the interest, which comes to $15.41. The loan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; officer says, "We are very happy to have had your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; business, and this transaction has worked out very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; nicely, but we are little puzzled. While you were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; away, we checked you out and found that u are a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; multimillionaire. What puzzles us is why would you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; bother to borrow just $5,000?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; The Indian replied,"Where else in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;New York&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; can I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; park my car for two weeks for 15 bucks?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Indians don't do different things but they do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; things differently."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-113498645615856516?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/113498645615856516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=113498645615856516' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113498645615856516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113498645615856516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-was-real-incident-in-new-york_19.html' title='This was a Real incident in New York....'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-113482632962732800</id><published>2005-12-17T18:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:45.384+05:30</updated><title type='text'>This is how a business is done... !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Get to know, how big business deals are made.............&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    Jack, a smart businessman, talks to his son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Jack: I want you to marry a girl of my choice&lt;br /&gt;  Son : "I will choose my own bride".&lt;br /&gt;  Jack: "But the girl is Bill Gates's daughter."&lt;br /&gt;  Son : "Well, in that case..."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Next Jack approaches Bill Gates&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Jack: "I have a husband for your daughter."&lt;br /&gt; Bill Gates : "But my daughter is too young to marry."&lt;br /&gt; Jack: "But this young man is a vice-president of the World Bank."&lt;br /&gt; Bill Gates : "Ah, in that case..."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Finally Jack goes to see the president of the World Bank.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Jack: "I have a young man to be recommended as a vice-president."&lt;br /&gt; President : "But I already have more vice- presidents than I need."&lt;br /&gt; Jack: "But this young man is Bill Gates's son-in-law."&lt;br /&gt; President : "Ah, in that case....."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; This is how business is done!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-113482632962732800?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/113482632962732800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=113482632962732800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113482632962732800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113482632962732800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-is-how-business-is-done.html' title='This is how a business is done... !'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-113474371222541462</id><published>2005-12-16T20:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:45.206+05:30</updated><title type='text'>50 FACTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;1] If you are right handed, you will tend to chew your food on your right side. If you are left handed, you will tend to chew your food on your left side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[2] If you stop getting thirsty, you need to drink more water. For when a human body is dehydrated, its thirst mechanism shuts off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[3] Chewing gum while peeling onions will keep you from crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[4] Your tongue is germ free only if it is pink. If it is white there is a thin film of bacteria on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[5] The Mercedes-Benz motto is 'Das Beste oder Nichts' meaning 'the best or nothing'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[6] The Titanic was the first ship to use the SOS signal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[7] The pupil of the eye expands as much as 45 percent when a person looks at something pleasing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[8] The average person who stops smoking requires one hour less sleep  a night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[9] Laughing  lowers levels of stress hormones and strengthens the immune system. Six-year-olds laugh an average of 300 times a day.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Adults only laugh 15 to 100 times a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[10] Frank Perdue's chicken slogan, "It takes a strong man to make a tender chicken" was translated into Spanish as "it takes an aroused man to make a chicken affectionate." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[11] Dalmatians are born without spots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[12] Bats always turn left when exiting a cave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[13] The 'v' in the name of a court case does not stand for 'versus', but for 'and' (in civil proceedings] or 'against' (in criminal proceedings]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[14] Men's shirts have the buttons on the right, but women's shirts have the buttons on the left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[15] The owl is the only bird to drop its upper eyelid to wink. All other birds raise their lower eyelids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[16] The reason honey is so easy to digest is that it's already been digested by a bee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[17] Roosters cannot crow if they cannot extend their  necks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[18] The color blue has a calming effect. It causes the brain to release calming hormones &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[19] Every time you sneeze some of your brain cells die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[20] Your left lung is smaller than your right lung to make room for your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[21] The verb "cleave" is the only English word with two synonyms which  are antonyms of each other: adhere and separate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[22] When you blush, the lining of your stomach also turns red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[23] When Hippos are upset, their sweat turns red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[24] The first Harley Davidson motorcycle was built in 1903, and used a tomato can for a carburetor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[25] The lion that roars in the MGM logo is named Volney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[26] Google is actually the common name for a number with a million zeros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[27] Switching letters is called spoonerism. For example, saying jag of  Flapan, instead of flag of &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Japan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[28] It cost 7 million dollars to build the Titanic and 200 million to make a film about  it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[29] The attachment of the human skin to muscles is what causes dimples &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[30] There are 1,792 steps to the top of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Eiffel&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Tower&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[31] The sound you hear when you crack your knuckles is actually the sound of nitrogen gas bubbles bursting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[32] Human hair and fingernails continue to grow after death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[33] It takes about 20 seconds for a red blood cell to circle the whole body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[34] The plastic things on the end of shoelaces are called aglets &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[35] Most soccer players run 7 miles in a game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[36] The only part of the body that has no blood supply is the cornea in the eye. It takes in oxygen directly from the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[37] Every day 200 million couples make love, 400,000 babies are born, and 140,000 people die &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[38] In most watch advertisements the time displayed on the watch is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;10:10 because then the arms frame the brand of the watch (and make it look like it is smiling.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[39] Colgate faced big obstacle  marketing toothpaste in Spanish speaking countries. Colgate translates into the command "go hang yourself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[40] The only 2 animals that can see behind itself without turning its&lt;br /&gt;head are the rabbit and the parrot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[41] Intelligent people have more zinc and copper in their hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[42] The average person laughs 13 times a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[43] Do you know the names of the three wise monkeys? They are: Mizaru(See no evil), Mikazaru(Hear no evil), and Mazaru(Speak no evil)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[44] Women blink nearly twice as much as men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[45] German Shepherds bite humans more than any other breed of dog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[46] Large kangaroos cover more than 30 feet with each jump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[47] Whip makes a cracking sound because its tip moves faster than the speed of sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[48] Two animal rights protesters were protesting at the cruelty of sending pigs to a slaughterhouse in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bonn&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. Suddenly the pigs, all two&lt;br /&gt;thousand of them, escaped through a broken fence and  stampeded, trampling the two hapless protesters to death  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[49] If a statue in the park of a person on a horse has both front legs in the air, the person died in battle; if the horse has one front leg in the air, the person died as a result of wounds received in battle;  if the horse has all four legs on the ground, the person died of natural cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;[50] The human heart creates enough pressure while pumping to squirt blood 30 feet!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&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/19863790-113474371222541462?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/113474371222541462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=113474371222541462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113474371222541462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113474371222541462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2005/12/50-facts.html' title='50 FACTS'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-113465074894314177</id><published>2005-12-15T17:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:45.114+05:30</updated><title type='text'>DESERVE BEFORE YOU DESIRE"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;pre wrap=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;An article from Gopalakrishnan - Chairman Tata sons&lt;br /&gt;Ltd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  grass  isn't  always greener on the other side!!&lt;br /&gt;Move from one job to&lt;br /&gt;another, but only for the right reasons. It's yet&lt;br /&gt;another day at office. As&lt;br /&gt;I logged on to the marketing and advertising sites for&lt;br /&gt;the latest updates,&lt;br /&gt;as  usual,  I  found  the  headlines  dominated  by&lt;br /&gt;'who's' moving from one&lt;br /&gt;company  to  another after a short stint', and I&lt;br /&gt;wondered, why are so many&lt;br /&gt;people  leaving  one job for another? Is it passé now&lt;br /&gt;to work with just one&lt;br /&gt;company for a sufficiently long period?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I ask this question to people who leave a&lt;br /&gt;company, the answers I&lt;br /&gt;get are: "Oh, I am getting a 200% hike in salary";&lt;br /&gt;"Well I am jumping three&lt;br /&gt;levels  in  my designation"; "Well they are going to&lt;br /&gt;send me abroad in six&lt;br /&gt;months".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I look around at all the people who are&lt;br /&gt;considered successful today&lt;br /&gt;and  who have reached the top - be it a media agency,&lt;br /&gt;an advertising agency&lt;br /&gt;or  a  company. I find that most of these people are&lt;br /&gt;the ones who stuck to&lt;br /&gt;the  company, ground their heels and worked their way&lt;br /&gt;to the top. And, as I&lt;br /&gt;look  around for people who change their jobs&lt;br /&gt;constantly, I find they have&lt;br /&gt;stagnated at some level, in obscurity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this absolute ruthless, dynamic and competitive&lt;br /&gt;environment, there are&lt;br /&gt;still  no  - short cuts to success or to making money.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that&lt;br /&gt;continues   to   pay,  as  earlier  is  loyalty  and&lt;br /&gt;hard  work.  Yes,  it&lt;br /&gt;pays!  Sometimes, immediately, sometimes after a lot&lt;br /&gt;of time. But, it does&lt;br /&gt;pay.  Does  this mean that one should stick to an&lt;br /&gt;organization and wait for&lt;br /&gt;the  golden moment? Of course not. After, a long&lt;br /&gt;stint, there always comes&lt;br /&gt;a  time  for moving in most organisations, but it is&lt;br /&gt;important to move for&lt;br /&gt;the   right   reasons,  rather  than  the  superficial&lt;br /&gt;ones,  like  money,&lt;br /&gt;designation or oversees trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, no company recruits for charity. More often&lt;br /&gt;than not, when you&lt;br /&gt;are   offered   an   unseemly   hike  in  salary  or&lt;br /&gt;designation  that  is&lt;br /&gt;disproportionate  to what the company offers it&lt;br /&gt;current employees, there is&lt;br /&gt;always  an  unseemly  bait attached. The result? You&lt;br /&gt;will, in the long term&lt;br /&gt;have reached the same level or may be lower levels&lt;br /&gt;than what you would have&lt;br /&gt;in your current company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  lot  of  people  leave their organisations because&lt;br /&gt;they are 'unhappy'.&lt;br /&gt;What  is  this so called unhappiness? I have been&lt;br /&gt;working for donkey years&lt;br /&gt;and  there has never been a day when I am not unhappy&lt;br /&gt;about something in my&lt;br /&gt;work environment - boss, rude colleagues, fussy&lt;br /&gt;clients etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unhappiness in a work place, to a large extent, is&lt;br /&gt;transient. If you look&lt;br /&gt;hard  enough,  there  is  always  something  to be&lt;br /&gt;unhappy about. But, more&lt;br /&gt;importantly,  do  I  come  to work to be "happy" in&lt;br /&gt;the truest sense? If I&lt;br /&gt;think  hard,  the  answer  is  "No".  Happiness  is&lt;br /&gt;something you find with&lt;br /&gt;family,  friends,  may  be  a  close  circle of&lt;br /&gt;colleagues who have become&lt;br /&gt;friends.  What  you come to work for is to earn, build&lt;br /&gt;a reputation,satisfy&lt;br /&gt;your  ambitions,  be  appreciated for your work&lt;br /&gt;ethics, face challenges and&lt;br /&gt;get the job done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,  the  next  time  you  are  tempered  to move on,&lt;br /&gt;as yourself why are&lt;br /&gt;you moving and what are you moving into?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some questions are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Am I ready and capable of handling the new&lt;br /&gt;responsibility? If yes, what&lt;br /&gt;could  be  the  possible  reasons my current company&lt;br /&gt;has not offered me the&lt;br /&gt;same responsibility?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  Who  are  the  people  who  currently  handle  this&lt;br /&gt;responsibility  in&lt;br /&gt;the current and new company? Am I good as the best&lt;br /&gt;among them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  As the new job offer has a different profile, why&lt;br /&gt;have I not given the&lt;br /&gt;current company the option to offer me this profile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  Why  is  the  new  company offering the new job? Do&lt;br /&gt;they want me for my&lt;br /&gt;skills, or is that ulterior motive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An  honest  answer  to  these  will eventually decide&lt;br /&gt;where you go in your&lt;br /&gt;career  -  to  the top of the pile in the long term&lt;br /&gt;(at the cost of short -&lt;br /&gt;term  blips)  or to become another average employee&lt;br /&gt;who gets lost with the&lt;br /&gt;time in wilderness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"DESERVE BEFORE YOU DESIRE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dr. Gopalakrishnan, Chairman TATA Sons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-113465074894314177?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/113465074894314177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=113465074894314177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113465074894314177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113465074894314177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2005/12/deserve-before-you-desire.html' title='DESERVE BEFORE YOU DESIRE&quot;'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-113464071612238468</id><published>2005-12-15T15:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:44.964+05:30</updated><title type='text'>CUSTOMER CARE IN 2020</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Operator : "Thank you for calling Pizza Hut . May I have your..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Customer: "Heloo, can I order.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Operator : "Can I have your multi purpose card number first, Sir?"&lt;br /&gt; Customer: "It's eh..., hold..........&lt;br /&gt;on......889861356102049998-45-54610"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Operator : "OK... you're... Mr Singh and you're calling from 17&lt;br /&gt; Jalan Kayu. Your home number is 4094! 2366, your office 76452302&lt;br /&gt;and your mobile is 0142662566. Which number are you calling from now Sir?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Customer: "Home! How did you get all my phone numbers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Operator : "We are connected to the system Sir"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Customer: "May I order your Seafood Pizza..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; O perator : "That's not a good idea Sir"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Customer: "How come?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Operator : "According to your medical records, you have high blood&lt;br /&gt; pressure and even higher cholesterol level Sir"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Customer: "What?... What do you recommend then?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Operator : "Try our Low Fat Hokkien Mee Pizza. You'll like it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Customer: "How do you know for sure?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Operator : "You borrowed a book entitled "Popular Hokkien Dishes"&lt;br /&gt; from the National Library last week Sir"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Customer: "OK I give up... Give me three family size ones then, how&lt;br /&gt; much will that cost?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Operator : "That should be enough for your family of 10, Sir. The&lt;br /&gt; total is $49.99"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Customer: "Can I pay by! credit card?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Operator : "I'm afraid you have to pay us cash, Sir. Your credit&lt;br /&gt; card is over the limit and you owe your bank $3, 720.55 since&lt;br /&gt;October&lt;br /&gt; last year. That's not including the late payment charges on your&lt;br /&gt; housing loan, Sir."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Customer: "I guess I have to run to the neighbourhood ATM and&lt;br /&gt; withdraw some cash before your guy arrives"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Operator : "You can't Sir. Based on the records,you've reached your&lt;br /&gt; daily limit on machine withdrawal today"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Customer: "Never mind just send the pizzas, I'll have the cash&lt;br /&gt; ready. How long is it gonna take anyway?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Operator : "About 45 minutes Sir, but if you can't wait you can&lt;br /&gt; always come and collect it on your motorcycle..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Customer: " What!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Operator : "According to the details in system ,you own a&lt;br /&gt; Scooter,...registration number 1123... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Customer: " ????"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Operator : "Is there anything else Sir?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Customer: "Nothing... by the way... aren't you giving me that 3&lt;br /&gt;free&lt;br /&gt; bottles of cola as advertised?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Operator : "We normally would Sir, but based on your records you're&lt;br /&gt; also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; diabetic....... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Customer: #$$^%&amp;amp;$@$%^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Operator "Better watch your language Sir. Remember on 15th July&lt;br /&gt;1987&lt;br /&gt; you were convicted of using abusive language on a policeman...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Customer: [Faints]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-113464071612238468?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/113464071612238468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=113464071612238468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113464071612238468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113464071612238468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2005/12/customer-care-in-2020.html' title='CUSTOMER CARE IN 2020'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-113457064101184216</id><published>2005-12-14T20:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:44.723+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Some W a c k y Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt;Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute, and it&lt;br /&gt;seems like an hour. Sit with a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/groups/jatinder_w_o_n_d_e_r_z/join"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt; girl for an&lt;br /&gt;hour, and it seems like a minute. THAT'S&lt;br /&gt;relativity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:100%;color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt;- Albert Einstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt;The brain is a wonderful organ. It starts working&lt;br /&gt;the moment you get up in the morning and does not&lt;br /&gt;stop until you get into the office. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:100%;color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt;- Robert Frost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt;The trouble with being punctual is that nobody's&lt;br /&gt;there to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/groups/jatinder_w_o_n_d_e_r_z/join"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt; it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:100%;color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt;- Franklin P. Jones &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt;We must believe in luck. For how else can we explain&lt;br /&gt;the success of those we don't like? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:100%;color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt;- Jean Cocturan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt;It matters not whether you win or lose; what&lt;br /&gt;matters is whether I win or lose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:100%;color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt;- Darrin Weinberg &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt;Life is pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;Death is peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;It's the transition that's troublesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt;Help a man when he is in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/groups/jatinder_w_o_n_d_e_r_z/join"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt;trouble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt; and he will&lt;br /&gt;remember you when he is&lt;br /&gt;in trouble again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt;Complex problems have simple, easy to understand&lt;br /&gt;wrong answers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt;It is not exactly cheating, I prefer to consider it&lt;br /&gt;creative problem solving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt;Whoever said money can't buy happiness, didn't know&lt;br /&gt;where to shop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt;Alcohol doesn't solve any &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/groups/jatinder_w_o_n_d_e_r_z/join"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt;problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt;, but then again,&lt;br /&gt;neither does milk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt;Most people are only alive because it is illegal to&lt;br /&gt;shoot them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt;Forgive your enemies but remember their names. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt;The number of people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/groups/jatinder_w_o_n_d_e_r_z/join"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt;watching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt; you is directly&lt;br /&gt;proportional to the stupidity of your action. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt;Dont worry that the world ends today, its already&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Australia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: red;"&gt;So, Keep Smiling!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:180%;color:#2d2d2d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: rgb(45, 45, 45);"&gt; &lt;img id="_x0000_i1027" src="mailbox:///root/.thunderbird/ymhjjv3b.default/Mail/Local%20Folders/Inbox?number=65323083&amp;part=1.3&amp;amp;filename=image002.gif" border="0" height="18" width="18" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:6;color:#0033ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(0, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1028" src="mailbox:///root/.thunderbird/ymhjjv3b.default/Mail/Local%20Folders/Inbox?number=65323083&amp;part=1.4&amp;amp;filename=image003.gif" border="0" height="130" width="165" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&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/19863790-113457064101184216?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/113457064101184216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=113457064101184216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113457064101184216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113457064101184216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2005/12/some-w-c-k-y-quotes.html' title='Some W a c k y Quotes'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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-19863790.post-113456985735757454</id><published>2005-12-14T19:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:13:44.557+05:30</updated><title type='text'>GOOD BYE TO DADA</title><content type='html'>The national cricket selectors on Wednesday dropped Sourav Ganguly from the Indian squad for the third Test against Sri Lanka, throwing the deposed captain's career in the longer version of the game into jeopardy. Ganguly, who was earlier not only stripped of the captaincy but was also omitted from the one-day squad for the series against Sri Lanka and South Africa, finds himself in the cold yet again with the selectors recalling Mumbai opener Wasim Jaffer in the 15-member squad which otherwise remains unchanged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19863790-113456985735757454?l=interestingindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/feeds/113456985735757454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19863790&amp;postID=113456985735757454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113456985735757454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19863790/posts/default/113456985735757454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interestingindian.blogspot.com/2005/12/good-bye-to-dada.html' title='GOOD BYE TO DADA'/><author><name>Gaurav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209485670924060557</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>
