<?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-7157015</id><updated>2011-10-06T13:56:30.162+05:30</updated><category term='Questions asked'/><category term='Paradigm Shift'/><category term='personal'/><category term='Mental Masturbations'/><category term='Fundas'/><category term='random jazz'/><category term='tag'/><category term='course correction'/><category term='event'/><category term='everyday types'/><category term='Tipu Sultan and Steam Engine&quot;'/><category term='decisions'/><category term='Traffic Signal'/><category term='Bloggers meet'/><category term='life'/><category term='time'/><title type='text'>The Change Fundas</title><subtitle type='html'>From NowHere to Now Here
From Now here to NowHere</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>152</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-6801351459333474238</id><published>2011-10-01T16:15:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-01T16:41:16.126+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mental Masturbations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random jazz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><title type='text'>Noise</title><content type='html'>Decided to take an Auto/ rick to the airport.&lt;div&gt;Took out music and plugged in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was the usual trrrrrr; the traffic.. the 'mucch-mucch' of the city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I increased the volume. It was on random number as usual and clicked till I reached 'noise' of the music to numb the 'noise' of the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was quite a feeling. I used to be on these roads more often than now. I used to drive around here for work... through the 'mucch-mucch'! I just dimmed the clutter by increasing the 'noise' and experienced the city.. in its true essence. the patterns...and I could not help myself flow into the spiral of life and work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was shaken out by the sudden swerve we took; as if brought one layer up; the layers on '&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Inception"&gt;Inception&lt;/a&gt;'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I was still few layers in; but the jerks in life dont stop...So they? No.. 'no pattern continues in the &lt;a href="http://http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Continuum"&gt;continuum&lt;/a&gt;'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Then I pulled myself out completely, by increasing the 'noise' and seeing everything around me as the patterns in chaos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt the silence in the 'noise'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The the question recurred..." who am I?" "What am I doing here"... like the irritating noise; the questions recur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i-dea.blogspot.com/search/label/Questions%20asked"&gt;The dont go&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I need the 'noise' of life; of people ; of work; to constantly silence the 'noise' of the questions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The noise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7157015-6801351459333474238?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/6801351459333474238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=6801351459333474238&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/6801351459333474238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/6801351459333474238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2011/10/noise.html' title='Noise'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-4983334892806868762</id><published>2011-01-25T19:36:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-25T19:58:09.216+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;22 years have passed when I first met him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was very strange, we were introduced to each other very formally. Initially it was fun to be together. We were good company to each other. We helped each other. We took care of each other. Everyone would say we look great together. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we started having fights. Small ones, big ones. There was a time when i left his hand and he fell very badly, breaking a few bones. He was hospitalized. I then realised how badly we needed each other and promised not to leave each other. I was a kid then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life continued. We both grew older. We changed our looks. But we stayed together, through thick and thin. We were close. Very close. But then, there were rules. We could not be together late in the night. Though we had started feeling the need, but we were never allowed. It was supposed to be like that, we were told. So we agreed and compromised.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I completed my studies and started working, but my friend stayed with me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was only after i got married when my wife started raising an objection. She would not understand. She felt that he came between us. But I was very comfortable with him around. Without him I would feel as if someone has taken my powers from me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But this could not go on forever...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally, last week, we parted ways.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They say it is for the good.........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Though I could not control myself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I cried for hours together...... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was very painful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But it is all over now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I dont wear spectacles anymore..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-4983334892806868762?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/4983334892806868762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=4983334892806868762&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/4983334892806868762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/4983334892806868762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2011/01/farewell.html' title='Farewell'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-338652066032215312</id><published>2011-01-24T20:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-24T20:42:01.883+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A New Beginning</title><content type='html'>And now....&lt;br /&gt;What do you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/TT2WwI3-7pI/AAAAAAAACmc/O3HWRcXUnPA/s1600/Mo258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/TT2WwI3-7pI/AAAAAAAACmc/O3HWRcXUnPA/s400/Mo258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-338652066032215312?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/338652066032215312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=338652066032215312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/338652066032215312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/338652066032215312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-beginning.html' title='A New Beginning'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/TT2WwI3-7pI/AAAAAAAACmc/O3HWRcXUnPA/s72-c/Mo258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-1935922594016858586</id><published>2010-10-28T18:56:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-28T18:57:29.974+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mental Masturbations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><title type='text'>Lazy afternoons</title><content type='html'>Slept in the afternoon today after many weekends. And slept well. When I woke up I was in a blur, like where I am types.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered that there was a time many years ago: the lazy hot summer holidays. They would come every year. I have vivid memories of those times when it was way too hot to play outside and we would be indoors and there was the 'sound of the fan'. I am not sure if some of you have ever heard the sound of the fan. It has a unique association in my mind. Like some people have their minds run away in the sway when they look at the sea or the sky or even the moon! Well long ago the sound of the fan in the hot summer would put me into those blank long shot moments. The continuous sound is similar to a trance causing repetitive sound.&lt;br /&gt;Now when I think about it or get a very very very rare opportunity to experience the same, I feel that it was an era that has long passed.&lt;br /&gt;An era when there was 'TIME'.&lt;br /&gt;I feel we have lost it now. There is very little of it left. Just like those summers, when we would come back inside from the very dry Sunny outside and drink water. In no time the water bottle would finish and we would discover that we are parched and thirsty. Today I feel like that, thirsty for more time.&lt;br /&gt;Difference is that we cannot pick up another bottle of water, let alone the cold water from a fridge!&lt;br /&gt;Has the time changed? I doubt. The sun, the fan and the water bottle are still there.&lt;br /&gt;The restless self has moved further away and become more restless.&lt;br /&gt;I remember studying about entropy always tends to increase and increase.&lt;br /&gt;Entropy&lt;br /&gt;Someone reading this might just feel a disconnect in this post.&lt;br /&gt;when I started to write about the same a few weeks ago, well I just did not have the time to finish it. Yes, irony it is. And now I sit in front of the fridge full of waterbottles, but it is different. The air is conditioned and so are the cars and the thirst has changed.&lt;br /&gt;I sit in the metro in delhi now, with about one and a half hour of time to kill and I opened this half finished post where I was giving the crib on missing time.&lt;br /&gt;Life I guess is always like this. I now have the time but not a good network to call the ones I need to, not the space to open the laptop and finish my work.&lt;br /&gt;I guess this post was destined to be written and the universe made this happen. Just like the universe is making you read this!&lt;br /&gt;The universe!&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't know how you relate to the fan, the fridge and the universe.&lt;br /&gt;But they all exist in their own realms of reality.&lt;br /&gt;The train is filling up now and my stop is still faraway.&lt;br /&gt;I see the feet of so many move in and out clatter away unaware of the universe. They are busy searching for their fridge in the hunt to quench their thirst, knowing little that it never happens. Its the cycle. Like a water cycle that we may have studied early in school... Water evaporates... Clouds are formed and then rain and then it evaporates again. Where does it begin you may ask, but you only get water.&lt;br /&gt;Which water?&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;Like you used to get in the fridge? Do you?&lt;br /&gt;But you never get the answers.&lt;br /&gt;As there are no answers&lt;br /&gt;There is only flow&lt;br /&gt;There is only the cycle.&lt;br /&gt;The trinity of brahma vishnu and Mahesh.&lt;br /&gt;The creater, the sustainer and the destroyer.&lt;br /&gt;That is what it comes down to&lt;br /&gt;The cycle.&lt;br /&gt;But do the struggling feet and grappling hands around me know where they are in the cycle?&lt;br /&gt;They are chasing the bottles in fridge only to discover that the water they get will become non desirable by the time they reach it.&lt;br /&gt;the cycle goes on, only some wake up to discover.&lt;br /&gt;To discover that ignorance is bliss and they were happy knowing not knowing.&lt;br /&gt;so where are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-1935922594016858586?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/1935922594016858586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=1935922594016858586&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/1935922594016858586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/1935922594016858586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2010/10/lazy-afternoons.html' title='Lazy afternoons'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-4486628087231094217</id><published>2010-09-12T13:34:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-12T13:54:16.287+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tipu Sultan and Steam Engine&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions asked'/><title type='text'>Why are we here</title><content type='html'>We were in a cab moving from Pune to Ranjangaon, when I fist heard about this fact and it has settled in my head like "inception", like a restless housefly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tipu Sultan: The great warrior in India died around 1799, fighting wars in India"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Circa 1780's in Europe Steam engines were being put to different usages"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What is the point? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you may ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, point is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'question' that i have not got an answer to ( like a zillion others).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are we Indians like this?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We have been way too far away to 'developments' as compared to the world, though we claim to be the most knowledgeable races. With the 'zero' and all the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gyan&lt;/span&gt; in our '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vedas'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Why are we always unorganized and unruly mob like.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But all this is only the background clutter. Though the bigger question is&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "why are we here( on earth)".. &lt;/span&gt;the current question is why are some people in India though they can be in a "developed country" which is better in infrastructure AND Quality of Life?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/7157015-4486628087231094217?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/4486628087231094217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=4486628087231094217&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/4486628087231094217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/4486628087231094217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2010/09/why-are-we-here.html' title='Why are we here'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-7852204800399459584</id><published>2010-07-09T02:19:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-09T02:19:19.259+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Pause</title><content type='html'>When do you pause?&lt;br&gt;What do you pause ?&lt;br&gt;What happens when you pause?&lt;p&gt;Its good to pause once in a while. No?&lt;p&gt;It gives you time evaluate, touch base with your (that) past which led you to (this) present.&lt;br&gt;It empowers you to think and plan&lt;p&gt;So plan a pause and plan&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Nokia phone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-7852204800399459584?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/7852204800399459584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=7852204800399459584&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/7852204800399459584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/7852204800399459584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2010/07/pause.html' title='Pause'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-2328459415138442163</id><published>2010-06-25T20:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-25T20:37:52.345+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Moments</title><content type='html'>What do you live for?&lt;br&gt;some of us live for today. Live in the present moment they say!&lt;br&gt;Some live for the tomorrow which keeps running in their minds. Oh the so elusive tomorrow.&lt;br&gt;And then there are those who live for the day after tomorrow... When this will happen then that will happen and when that happens THEN THAT will happen and then I will feel like ..... &lt;br&gt;Feel like?&lt;br&gt;Ah&lt;br&gt;So it is the feeling..... Like this and like that, that we live for? Is it?&lt;br&gt;Our dreams, desires, projections of the future..... For the feeling &lt;br&gt;Feeling THAT moment&lt;br&gt;Plan to predict that exact moment to calculate that exact feeling which is to be felt Then!&lt;br&gt;But then! What all changes by Then?&lt;br&gt;How many moments passed?&lt;br&gt;To reach THAT moment?&lt;br&gt;Moment by moment, they just passed.&lt;br&gt;And we live on.....&lt;br&gt;Moment by moment for the moments&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-2328459415138442163?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/2328459415138442163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=2328459415138442163&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/2328459415138442163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/2328459415138442163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2010/06/moments.html' title='Moments'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-274161338521597385</id><published>2010-02-19T14:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-19T14:11:10.936+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions asked'/><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>Where is the time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-274161338521597385?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/274161338521597385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=274161338521597385&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/274161338521597385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/274161338521597385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2010/02/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-4585641384064039021</id><published>2010-01-09T17:32:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-09T17:32:42.070+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Moblog</title><content type='html'>It is clearly a long time now that I wrote&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in a train with the music playing I look back and try to remember when I would have dreamt or creating such a moment in my life&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was a movie I saw or an ad where the tech savvy hero is seen playing with his phone/ gizmo.&lt;br /&gt;What is interesting to note is that my belief that making dreams a reality is strengthed year on year.&lt;br /&gt;All we need is infinite bank of positively, time and perseverance. And its all possible&lt;br /&gt;But all so often I am against the wall, trying to be certain of what I really want in my life?&lt;br /&gt;It is elusive? Or is it like a puzzle that I need to solve?&lt;br /&gt;It drives me to strange places in my head often.&lt;br /&gt;I am often in awe when I see swarms of people all around running to meet their goals dreams and desires. But question is all of those things have happened, maybe not always. Most of the things they are trying to run behind are not new or different! That much Money, that car, that house, that promotion, that pat on the back from that person. . . .be like that person.&lt;br /&gt;What else?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my current mind vision is limited. How many of us dream to do what has never been thought of. Do you have desires to dream and do what was never thought of?&lt;br /&gt;this is probably why I like writing, it helps me clear my mind. I think I want to do something like that. Something so unique that its takes a good enough time for people around to absorb that what just happened here?&lt;br /&gt;But the elusive question remains&lt;br /&gt;What is that?&lt;br /&gt;How to find that right driver for myself?&lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;br /&gt;The driver that brings the desired change?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-4585641384064039021?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/4585641384064039021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=4585641384064039021&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/4585641384064039021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/4585641384064039021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2010/01/moblog.html' title='Moblog'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-7895080922316629070</id><published>2009-11-05T19:33:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-05T19:34:09.662+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Blank Title</title><content type='html'>What to write after such a long gap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to connect from disconnections?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-7895080922316629070?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/7895080922316629070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=7895080922316629070&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/7895080922316629070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/7895080922316629070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2009/11/blank-title.html' title='Blank Title'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-446694673819872504</id><published>2009-08-11T13:32:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-11T13:48:21.980+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>The Plunge?</title><content type='html'>Are you ready for the next level in Life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/SoEpIZiEEiI/AAAAAAAABh0/yogVvMALcec/s1600-h/mandel64.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368617455071793698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/SoEpIZiEEiI/AAAAAAAABh0/yogVvMALcec/s400/mandel64.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(image from internet)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-446694673819872504?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/446694673819872504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=446694673819872504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/446694673819872504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/446694673819872504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2009/08/plunge.html' title='The Plunge?'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/SoEpIZiEEiI/AAAAAAAABh0/yogVvMALcec/s72-c/mandel64.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-7866086370378187239</id><published>2009-06-13T22:42:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-13T22:58:32.159+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday types'/><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>I lay on the bed with clothes strewn.&lt;div&gt;Crumpled and pushed in a bundle at the edge of the bed. The pilow over it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inteha- Jagjit's latest album playing on the winamp - which had been captured lately by newly received Spanish and Italian numbers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was magically transported to my college hostel room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Manish would play his Marasim with the Yellow bulb glowing in his corner of the room and he would be there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As if... inside the title track....&lt;i&gt; Haath Choote hai toh rishtey nahin choota karta...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It flashed back so vividly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The campus roads&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The hangouts....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The guys and the girls with whom we played what now seem like games only!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rides on tractor-backs loaded with wheat or sugarcane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hot summers and "&lt;i&gt;Tandoori Aloo Parathas &lt;/i&gt;with &lt;i&gt;Lassi" &lt;/i&gt;at Bhola's Dhaba! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The the drowsy lectures that entailed where would be busy playing BULL-COW on paper to keep us awake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sights of fights during the exams and what followed....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My thoughts just flowed into the time that seemed like soothing simple music of the tracks playing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sms woke me out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our mind is an awazing thing for sure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-7866086370378187239?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/7866086370378187239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=7866086370378187239&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/7866086370378187239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/7866086370378187239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2009/06/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-8193922198830377688</id><published>2009-06-02T19:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:00:03.835+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dont Miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rwjMT-OughQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rwjMT-OughQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-8193922198830377688?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/8193922198830377688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=8193922198830377688&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/8193922198830377688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/8193922198830377688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2009/06/dont-miss.html' title='Dont Miss'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-5508110445980778653</id><published>2009-03-29T21:42:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:15:03.875+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paradigm Shift'/><title type='text'>New Patterns, Blending to Next Level</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/Sc-hkMDqAJI/AAAAAAAABWc/gfoatYcZVZ4/s1600-h/14diviner_of_psychedelic_magic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/Sc-hkMDqAJI/AAAAAAAABWc/gfoatYcZVZ4/s400/14diviner_of_psychedelic_magic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318647328031768722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I travel a lot, for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have met a very large number of Interesting people during my journeys.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On 2nd September 2007, I took a flight to Delhi. 3rd Septmeber was the day of my joining. My fourth Job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was uncommon that I would have an attractive girl sit beside me and more uncommon that we do not talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, with me on the window seat and the middle seat empty, and after half the journey was over, I spoke. And then She.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We talked till we landed and she passed me her Business Card while we collected our luggage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All through the months that passed, we would chat just about everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The patterns were changing....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took us over an year to realise &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One fine day, the day posted as &lt;a href="http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2009/01/suddenly-something.html"&gt;Suddenly Something,&lt;/a&gt; I tried to introduce a new blend to the existing pattern in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The disturbance got accepted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will move to the next level on 22nd August 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its awaited now.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: The picture is Stolen from the Net. All due respect to its producers&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/7157015-5508110445980778653?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/5508110445980778653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=5508110445980778653&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/5508110445980778653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/5508110445980778653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-patterns-blending-to-next-level.html' title='New Patterns, Blending to Next Level'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/Sc-hkMDqAJI/AAAAAAAABWc/gfoatYcZVZ4/s72-c/14diviner_of_psychedelic_magic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-8959749528169044526</id><published>2009-01-05T10:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-05T10:59:23.055+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Junji Sez</title><content type='html'>"This what I tell you often, just keep riding …. And enjoy the change. You have the steering, you have brakes, accelerator, and clutch not to be under estimated. Still if you think like a 19 year guy who can win everything as if he can do everything with his youthful energy and he is the only one in this rat race, so he is bound to win, doesn’t happen with everyone. I am sure you would have mellowed down of late and hence will know the very much importance of clutches , if not brakes in life. Clutches help you ride smooth and safe. Doesn’t mean you are riding slow, just that you are not trying to drive ahead of time, because YOU Can’t. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-8959749528169044526?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/8959749528169044526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=8959749528169044526&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/8959749528169044526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/8959749528169044526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2009/01/junji-sez.html' title='Junji Sez'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-3298454788266750152</id><published>2009-01-03T16:01:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-03T16:42:07.755+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>Free Will // GOD</title><content type='html'>During my discussion witha collegue about some complicated situtaion, he went off into a tangent asking me, "Which God do you Believe in?"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some situtaions, he said, are amazing tackled by God! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being incharge of Production, earlier, he went on to talk about a certain past event:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I knew those were inferior samples, but the needed to be tested, and just when the &lt;a href="http://www.sefelec.com/en/high-voltage-test.php"&gt;HV test&lt;/a&gt; would begin, I would close my eyes and say, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OM SAI BABA!&lt;/span&gt; and as if my Magic the test would pass"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I smiled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much later, I was thinking on why and how we complicate our lives with so many possible outcomes of the future, and utilize our minds in thinking about them. Even trying to solve those possible complications.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Often these extra thoughts (Read Energies) manifest into possible realities. ( also read &lt;a href="http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/11/desire.html"&gt;here )&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont all of do this once in a while?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If then , Then? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when we leave things to Free Will, we dont think of possibilities. Negative, positive, desirable or undesirable! We just let it be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We LET the best course arrive on its own. Like the flow of water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It leaves us with so much more CALM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Free Will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-3298454788266750152?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/3298454788266750152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=3298454788266750152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/3298454788266750152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/3298454788266750152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2009/01/free-will-god.html' title='Free Will // GOD'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-2107461376294347971</id><published>2009-01-01T23:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-01T23:19:11.639+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Suddenly something</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-2107461376294347971?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/2107461376294347971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=2107461376294347971&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/2107461376294347971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/2107461376294347971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2009/01/suddenly-something.html' title='Suddenly something'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-8038686457858784617</id><published>2008-12-21T15:15:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-21T15:15:23.722+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ignorance is Bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-8038686457858784617?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/8038686457858784617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=8038686457858784617&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/8038686457858784617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/8038686457858784617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2008/12/ignorance-is-bliss.html' title='Ignorance is Bliss'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-8690852838546383399</id><published>2008-12-10T23:05:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:20:01.266+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Still</title><content type='html'>After a hectic travel week to Guj and weekend in Hyd, i was supposed to be shaken back to work; shaken back!.&lt;div&gt;Supposed to be shaken out of the dull monotonous STILL-ness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STILL the feeling of a suspended particle does not go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am here! Just!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like monu so aptly puts it: "life in Third Gear; ur moving and just that is it; not to fast; not to slow! just there"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried the "Mumbai Local rush hour treatment" to shake myself into life. Instead it pushed me further into "the viewer / observer" mode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing life pass by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that i am not involved. I am too busy. But my mind seems to be working faster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its like how &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neo_(The_Matrix)"&gt;Neo &lt;/a&gt;Feels like at in the last part, he is just fighting effortlesly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its STILL missing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STILL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-8690852838546383399?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/8690852838546383399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=8690852838546383399&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/8690852838546383399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/8690852838546383399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2008/12/still.html' title='Still'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-4886274693314232348</id><published>2008-11-23T16:40:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-25T23:15:01.625+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random jazz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>Eye-ter-Ations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/SSk83zc_aQI/AAAAAAAABL4/YHYkyDGmD9Y/s1600-h/magnetism.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271811768216152322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/SSk83zc_aQI/AAAAAAAABL4/YHYkyDGmD9Y/s400/magnetism.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of us may relate to this picture in another sense. Magnetism maybe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this is the closed image that has been coming in my mind, over the events of a few months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may have heard, ( the teacher post below), some lessons repeat till u dont pass them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its iterations. They talk about Karma. We go through the cycles of life and death over and over again till we ( supposedly) purify!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think we get this opportunity everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You will see it when you believe it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-4886274693314232348?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/4886274693314232348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=4886274693314232348&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/4886274693314232348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/4886274693314232348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2008/11/eye-ter-ations.html' title='Eye-ter-Ations'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/SSk83zc_aQI/AAAAAAAABL4/YHYkyDGmD9Y/s72-c/magnetism.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-7554740377973897049</id><published>2008-10-25T23:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-25T23:02:13.432+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Count Your Blessings Always</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-7554740377973897049?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/7554740377973897049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=7554740377973897049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/7554740377973897049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/7554740377973897049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2008/10/count-your-blessings-always.html' title='Count Your Blessings Always'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-4638358868365103634</id><published>2008-08-20T22:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:29:25.533+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='course correction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>The Teacher</title><content type='html'>Have ever Flunked/Failed?&lt;br /&gt;Where? In School? That &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"F"&lt;/span&gt; Grade in the report card? When that happened, what you needed to do? Repeat the class (or the subject) Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now have you ever noticed, somethings ; some people ; some situations ; some "TYPE" of people REPEAT in your life!&lt;br /&gt;Like you change your job but still have a typical type of colleague / boss/ subordinate again.&lt;br /&gt;Always get into same / similar problems.&lt;br /&gt;you change ur mate and end up getting a similar one again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been ;and life wants you to learn yourself; on your own.&lt;br /&gt;Life is this smart teacher that way. It does not show you and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"F"; &lt;/span&gt;simply; silently and smartly makes you repeat!&lt;br /&gt;Its up to us, the faster we learn; the faster you graduate to the next level in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-4638358868365103634?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/4638358868365103634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=4638358868365103634&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/4638358868365103634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/4638358868365103634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2008/08/teacher.html' title='The Teacher'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-6245470025078508264</id><published>2008-08-10T22:20:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-10T23:08:33.278+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mental Masturbations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paradigm Shift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions asked'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>(&lt;em&gt;Smiles)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happens with me often, that i go into the spiral of thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today's Trigger :&lt;/em&gt; The National Anthem (that plays before Any Movie in the theater; &lt;em&gt;i think it happens all over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;maharshtra&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am usually looked upon as a NON-Patriot! &lt;em&gt;What a shame! Are you not proud of your Great country; motherland.. etc.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i wont even go in the direction that Points to How Great is "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Eendia&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;polly&lt;/span&gt;-ticks and all that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jing&lt;/span&gt; Bang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AS always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; go in a different tangent..... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love to divide ourselves in groups. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; we? Right from our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Skool&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dez&lt;/span&gt;: Class; section; (red/yellow) house; his team ; her team; right &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;upto&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;compaineez&lt;/span&gt;; uniforms; cadres.. and so on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; jut stop there. No!&lt;br /&gt;I am not talking about housing societies and religions, it goes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;upto&lt;/span&gt; countries ; walls; armies and everything. (someone said patriotic.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.. read on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we group up as human beings? And make teams. -----------------------------One of the Questions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are we afraid? (&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smiles again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;(by the way::: How many times in your own life have you noticed the motive of your existence as a aim/ focus/ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;definition&lt;/span&gt; change in your life term.&lt;em&gt;  to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Skore&lt;/span&gt; good marks; be a good child; TOP IN CLASS/ COLLEGE/UNIV; Get the Best Job; (L)Earn more; good spouse; Good parent ( err... live your life??.. what is that?)... well this is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; post only... so later in this direction...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Isn't&lt;/span&gt; most of this very similar in some or the other we. I am sure Some of us want to do something different. But are we really in for it.&lt;br /&gt;ONE of things which we are afraid of.. AFRAID OF is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;uncertainty&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMAGINE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a group of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-historic men and women with children walking in wood at dusk; and they hear repetitive; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt; explained sounds.WHAT WOULD THEY DO? GROUP TOGETHER! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;:- and when a lone one of them who is also away from the group reaches them he feels safer! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Doesn't&lt;/span&gt; he?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMAGINE (&lt;/strong&gt;Today's age&lt;strong&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many people on a street. To many! So many that it is a crowd. And you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; seem to know anyone. They are all dressed differently; speaking different languages! And YOU SPOT SOMEONE WHO SPEAKS your language and looks and dresses like you. You simply veer toward that person and talk and feel SAFER/ comfortable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have reproduced and spread so much that NOW We are scared of each other! And we will do everything for our comfort. And starting with Grouping-up. This Grouping-Up; which will lead our Minds to Think of US and THEM!&lt;br /&gt;And then WHAT DO WE DO? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;DEMARKATE&lt;/span&gt; OUR SPACE EH! (fight for OUR SPACE?)&lt;br /&gt;Right from our neighbourhood; where we yell on the messy one who &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Doesnt&lt;/span&gt; HAVE MANNERS (&lt;/strong&gt;the Odd one out; the one who does NOT FIT OUT GROUP&lt;strong&gt;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and then right &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;upto&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;OTHER religions; SECTS; colors; nations; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;countries&lt;/span&gt; and so on!&lt;br /&gt;......................&lt;br /&gt;( and then i realise that the intermission of the movie i was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;watching&lt;/span&gt; has arrived!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;MM's&lt;/span&gt;! (MM= One of the tags to this post .. :P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-6245470025078508264?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/6245470025078508264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=6245470025078508264&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/6245470025078508264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/6245470025078508264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='?'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-281629155121502222</id><published>2008-08-01T21:07:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-01T21:11:43.150+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><title type='text'>Deck Lay Ration</title><content type='html'>two dey; Eye de'Clarie mye sell'F &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Phonetically Challenged"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Thees wheel count-e-new teal de'Claired aggin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok?        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7157015-281629155121502222?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/281629155121502222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=281629155121502222&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/281629155121502222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/281629155121502222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2008/08/deck-lay-ration.html' title='Deck Lay Ration'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-3221290180477615263</id><published>2008-07-26T22:22:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-26T22:54:32.124+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions asked'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>Hiatus?</title><content type='html'>bomb blasts happened yesterday and today in blore and ahmdabad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i returned a few days ago from a famili get-to/vacation from out of India, where we met this guy who works for 15 months and travels for the next 12 and repeats, coz that is what he lieks to do. He has ony done 34 countries till now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now i was talking to my local grocer while buying some lemons to try the new tequila, he was relating about the blasts he witnessed in Mulund and the macabre that was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised that human lives are such local phenomenon. Only due to cognitive behaviour, and advancements our IQz are better now.&lt;br /&gt;but still&lt;br /&gt;our lives and very trivial&lt;br /&gt;trivial enuff to be lost&lt;br /&gt;lost in making ourselves in line with expectations of&lt;br /&gt;the normal&lt;br /&gt;of the PEOPLE/norms/&lt;br /&gt;of those patterns which have been found common and set to normalise things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not those spikes in patterns which have brought about all the changes in lives/technology and learnings&lt;br /&gt;It is human&lt;br /&gt;to live by and in&lt;br /&gt;by and in&lt;br /&gt;patterns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did u know that our brain stops processing&lt;br /&gt;- sounds&lt;br /&gt;-smells&lt;br /&gt;- etc&lt;br /&gt;because they are regular.&lt;br /&gt;To minimise the load on the brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question is ..&lt;br /&gt;do u know what you are?&lt;br /&gt;or want?&lt;br /&gt;or u r still living under the noise.&lt;br /&gt;noise to normalize our liefs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-3221290180477615263?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/3221290180477615263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=3221290180477615263&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/3221290180477615263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/3221290180477615263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2008/07/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus?'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-4397322224380918372</id><published>2008-06-28T22:17:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-28T22:35:01.428+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='course correction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So many modes of lives and people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amidst everything and nothing happening in my life i realized a little more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While India wakes up to the fact that becoming an engineer or a doctor is not just THE means to earning, being a cricketer or a TV artist are other alternate paths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its easy to say that east moves west and west moves east; the sine-wave is so perennial!&lt;br /&gt;( if this weird cycles that run in my head interest this read &lt;a href="http://www.mountainman.com.au/capra_3.html"&gt;this )&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met my ex-boss yesterday and one of the offshoots of the convo brought back his ideology  on the fore ground that  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you should be clear as to what you want in your life in the next 1-2-5-10 years!&lt;br /&gt; Only then you'll head there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;While i was juggling to find out myself, weather i liked mumbai or delhi or chandigarh or europe or Japan as a place to settle down in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after changing four jobs i still dont know if i like this one or what i reely wanna do in my lief!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junji was saying that day while telling my his dad in law in chandigarh fell reely ill and he and his wife had to rush from bangalore to chd multiple times, that afterall it is better to be closer to you own folks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fact remains that they will get old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my mind flows to what all i wanna do in my lief, before the the big dong clocks in and says boss.. its time to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7157015-4397322224380918372?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/4397322224380918372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=4397322224380918372&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/4397322224380918372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/4397322224380918372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-many-modes-of-lives-and-people.html' title=''/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-8298659162665611848</id><published>2008-06-23T22:12:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-23T22:28:17.184+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>The awakening</title><content type='html'>I was telling Junji, talking to him yesterday; that how lifes meaning can change immidiately by change of perception of : our simple looking complex views ( and complex looking simple views as well) &lt;em&gt;( gosh!! why am i always liek this!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He told me," राजन सर भी यही के रहे थे  जब मई उन्हें मिला दिल्ली में " इट्स कॉल्ड&lt;/em&gt;  the awakening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We laughed!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But it remains!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I, today, decide to chuck everything..... then...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this customer was telling me the other day , "now that i have put that 10000 sq feet land on rent, i have a constant income&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;i have made my future safe"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My colleague said, "  वोह तो आप पिछली बरी भी कह रहे थे "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Smiled to self!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never ends.. does it?&lt;br /&gt;Why dont i stop worrying about making my fuuture safe, and just use the money i have to travel the world!&lt;br /&gt;Vsisit Japan, go Europe backpacking.&lt;br /&gt;And live by doing whatever oddjobs are needed to earn a living!&lt;br /&gt;Its a means to an end na?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-8298659162665611848?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/8298659162665611848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=8298659162665611848&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/8298659162665611848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/8298659162665611848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2008/06/awakening.html' title='The awakening'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-4457565400566995934</id><published>2008-06-22T22:50:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-22T22:53:59.009+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>The Clay</title><content type='html'>Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clay called life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to make of it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-4457565400566995934?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/4457565400566995934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=4457565400566995934&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/4457565400566995934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/4457565400566995934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2008/06/clay.html' title='The Clay'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-5845529802263516942</id><published>2008-06-20T23:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-20T23:51:13.577+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>damn it</title><content type='html'>yeah&lt;br /&gt;damn it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-5845529802263516942?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/5845529802263516942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=5845529802263516942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/5845529802263516942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/5845529802263516942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2008/06/damn-it.html' title='damn it'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-2412741336024335238</id><published>2008-06-15T23:21:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-15T23:23:25.010+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday types'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions asked'/><title type='text'>the happening</title><content type='html'>Why does he make such movies!!&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otherwise nice day! I really want to travel the world!!! What am i doing here???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-2412741336024335238?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/2412741336024335238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=2412741336024335238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/2412741336024335238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/2412741336024335238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2008/06/happening.html' title='the happening'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-681093306273976034</id><published>2008-06-15T01:03:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-15T01:07:53.463+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday types'/><title type='text'>rain</title><content type='html'>It was another on the bucketlist, i thought.&lt;br /&gt;walked for half an hour in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;Just&lt;br /&gt;got up and walked out, it was pouring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wacthed all around me people, trying to cover themselves from water.&lt;br /&gt;rushing out of shops into cars.... so that they dont get wet&lt;br /&gt;and here I was.&lt;br /&gt;went to the atm, the gaurd said, आप तोः पूरा भीग गए !&lt;br /&gt;i wore my glasses to see the atm, ha! walked out and walked&lt;br /&gt;and walked.&lt;br /&gt;solitude and rain. it was intresting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-681093306273976034?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/681093306273976034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=681093306273976034&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/681093306273976034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/681093306273976034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2008/06/rain.html' title='rain'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-1004935407195282945</id><published>2008-06-12T22:45:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-12T22:48:38.293+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>The Butterfly Effect</title><content type='html'>Do you believe in it?&lt;br /&gt;The what If loop!&lt;br /&gt;Ramifications......... is not just a 13 letter word, it is much much more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-1004935407195282945?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/1004935407195282945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=1004935407195282945&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/1004935407195282945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/1004935407195282945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2008/06/butterfly-effect.html' title='The Butterfly Effect'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-5339427998212919368</id><published>2008-06-08T13:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-08T14:00:20.946+05:30</updated><title type='text'>focus focus focus</title><content type='html'>stop hocus pocus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-5339427998212919368?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/5339427998212919368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=5339427998212919368&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/5339427998212919368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/5339427998212919368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2008/06/focus-focus-focus.html' title='focus focus focus'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-5607927059484171638</id><published>2008-06-03T18:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-03T18:51:13.759+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random jazz'/><title type='text'>Are you having a bad day?</title><content type='html'>When you have a really bad day when you just need to take it out on someone! Don't take that bad day out on someone you know, take it out on someone you DON'T know...&lt;br /&gt;Now get this. I was sitting at my desk, when I remembered a phone call I had to make. I found thenumber and dialed it. A man answered saying, "Hello?" I politely said, "This is Fred Hanifin and could I please speak to Robin Carter?"&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the phone was slammed down on me! I couldn't believe that anyonecould be that rude. I tracked down Robin's correct number and called her. She had transposed the last two digits incorrectly. After I hung up with Robin, I spotted the wrong number still lying there on my desk. I decided to call it again.When the same person oncemore answered, I yelled "You're an asshole!" and hung up. Next to his phone number I wrote the word "asshole," and put it in my desk drawer. Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills, or had a really bad day, I'd call him up. He'd answer, and I'd yell, "You're an asshole!"&lt;br /&gt;It would always cheer me up. Later in the year the Phone Company introduced caIler ID. This was a real setback for me; I would have to stop calling the asshole. Then one day I had an idea. I dialed his number and when I heard his voice, "Hello?" I made up a name. "Hi. I'm with the Telephone Company and I'm just calling to see if you'd be interested in our caller ID program?"&lt;br /&gt;"No!" he shouted and slammed the phone down. I quickly called him back and said, "That's because you're an asshole!"&lt;br /&gt;Keep reading this, it gets better!........&lt;br /&gt;An old lady at the shopping center really took her time pulling out of a parking space. I didn't thinkshe was ever going to leave. Finally, her car began to move and she started to very slowly back out of the slot. I backed up a little more to give her plenty of room to pull out. "Great", I thought, she's finally leaving.All of a sudden this black BMW comes flying up the parking aisle in the wrong direction and pulls into her space. I hit the horn and started yelling, "You can't do that. I was here first!" The guy climbed out of his BMW completely ignoring me. He walked toward the shopping center as if I didn't even exist.I thought to myself, this guy's another asshole; there sure are a lot of assholes in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Then I noticed he had a "For Sale" sign in the back window of his car. I wrote down the phone number. Then I hunted for another place to park. A couple of days later, I'm sitting at my desk. I had just gotten off the phone after calling 6201606 and yelling, "You're an asshole!" (It's really easy since I have his number on speed dial now.) I noticed the phone number of the guy with the black BMW there on my desk and thought I'd better call this guy, too. After a couple ringssomeone answered the phone and said, "Hello." I said, "Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, it is.""Can you tell me where I can see it?""Yes, I live at 1802 West 34th street. It's a yellow house and the car's parked right out front."I said, "What's your name?" "My name is Don Hansen.""When's a good time to catch you, Don?" "I'm home in the evenings.""Listen Don, can I tell you something?" "Sure...""Don, you're an asshole!" And I slammed the phone down. Then, I added Don Hansen's number to my speed dialer. I must say, for a while things seemed to be going much better for me. Now when I had a problem I had two assholes to call. Then, after several months of calling the assholes and hanging up on them, it just wasn't as enjoyable as it used to be. I gave the problem someserious thought and came up with this solution:&lt;br /&gt;First, I had my phone speeddial asshole #1. A man answered nicely,"Hello?" I yelled "You're anasshole!", but I didn't hang up. The asshole said, "Are you still there?" I said, "Yeah."He said, "Stop calling me." I said, "Make me." He said, "What's your name, pal?"So I told him, "Don Hansen." He said, "Where do you live?" "1802 West 34th Street. It's a yellow house and my black BMW's parked out front." "I'm coming over right now, Don. You'd better startsaying your prayers." "Yeah, like I'm really scared, asshole!", and I hung up.Then I called asshole #2. Don Hansen answered, "Hello?" I said, "Hello, asshole."He said, "If I ever find out who you are..." "You'll what?" "I'll kick your ass.""Well, here's your chance. I'm coming over right now, asshole."And I hung up. Then I picked up the phone and called the police. I told them I was on my way to 1802 West 34th Street and that I was going to kill my gay lover as soon as I got there. Another quick call to Channel 13 about the gang war going on down on West 34th Street... Afterthat I climbed into my car and headed over to 34th Street to watch the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;Glorious satisfaction!Watching two assholes kicking the crap out of each other in front of 6 squad cars, a police helicopter and a news crew was one of the greatest experiences of my life!&lt;br /&gt;Well, Now you know what to do if you have a really bad day !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-5607927059484171638?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/5607927059484171638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=5607927059484171638&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/5607927059484171638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/5607927059484171638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2008/06/are-you-having-bad-day.html' title='Are you having a bad day?'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-6379710775744917725</id><published>2008-05-25T23:14:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-25T23:38:44.861+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>Race-ism?</title><content type='html'>have had a lot of movement all last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fortnight&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Was also in a movie theatre multiple times. You know the tradition we have in Maharashtra... the National Anthem.&lt;br /&gt;Then started the movie about "Stark Industries" ( if you have seen it you know it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Prolly&lt;/span&gt; another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hindi&lt;/span&gt; movie black and white and not to mention &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Khuda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;liye&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;With all this inside the head, and me travelling here and there meeting different people for work is heady mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its usually found in the newspaper: racist comments were passed.&lt;br /&gt;What race are we talking about?&lt;br /&gt;I mean Hello, i thought we were all humans! Its one race &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ain't&lt;/span&gt; it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We keep making different groups, communities, cultures, languages, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;boundaries&lt;/span&gt;, countries, flags, national anthems, etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Because&lt;/span&gt; we are all Cowards! yes! I said it.&lt;br /&gt;We need to make a group, to stand together to fight the odds.&lt;br /&gt;What started as a group to fight &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;adversaries&lt;/span&gt; of animals, environment etc has today become something very different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is strange that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;prolly&lt;/span&gt; we are the only "RACE" who would kill each other.&lt;br /&gt;Like goldfish, which has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;memory&lt;/span&gt; span of a few minutes, we as humans forget that we are we! not different Races!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Movie I Day July fourth, rightly brought out the view that only an International cause/ calamity can bring the "race" together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pained to see so much pain around for no reason!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-6379710775744917725?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/6379710775744917725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=6379710775744917725&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/6379710775744917725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/6379710775744917725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2008/05/race-ism.html' title='Race-ism?'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-5049051197074494961</id><published>2008-05-04T15:27:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-04T16:07:44.221+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paradigm Shift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>Woman</title><content type='html'>Its been like static.&lt;br /&gt;The need to define. What I want in my life partner.&lt;br /&gt;I think now, everyone i know and don't know has already questioned me about the woman of my life.&lt;br /&gt;I have some very interesting set of friends with different views. So many girls/women i know have their own versions of who women are and what they should be.&lt;br /&gt;Without going towards the works of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Desmond_Morris"&gt;Desmond Morris&lt;/a&gt;, I have my own opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may find this opinion sexist, but fact remains that a &lt;strong&gt;woman is not a man.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, I will not go into much detail of what is manly work or womanly work. Lets not try and get into the nitty-gritty. Right from cleaning houses, cooking etc to riding a bike, or driving a train or a plane or even building huge empires (read companies in today's context).&lt;br /&gt;Both men and women can do all that.&lt;br /&gt;Though not all MEN and all WOMEN can do all.&lt;br /&gt;So many women i know just cannot maintain houses or cook or do all those "things" which are type-casted as their role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS is where the key lies: Type CASTING.&lt;br /&gt;Who does it. You may say: the Society!! ( ah!)&lt;br /&gt;Society is  like a mirror reflection of the perception of us Humans' roles in the constantly changing socio-economic-political scenario. ( please tell me &lt;em&gt;if you dont get this line, &lt;/em&gt;I can explain this if you dont get it...)&lt;br /&gt;We often challenge and boo at (the so called) society. But society is always right in making opinions views and RULES. Only problem is that those rules are for a specific (time)period, region and environment, but OUR INERTIA, makes it difficult to let go of these ideas even when all those parameters have swiftly drifted into new ones.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the super(duper)stitions (&lt;em&gt;Superstitions) &lt;/em&gt;are very very logical, especially if seen from a the point of view of that time and that community. (IN FACT ALL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if a woman of today, feels that &lt;em&gt;why should men have all the fun( supposedly)? and that they too can do everything that men can.&lt;/em&gt; Sure they can.&lt;br /&gt;But!! till the time we are biologically different; i am more happy to be with a more womanly woman. Someone who is logically able to define her roles and duties keeping in mind both &lt;em&gt;(Without going overboard),&lt;/em&gt; the new world around her and the fact that she is physically, mentally and emotionally a different TYPE of human.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-5049051197074494961?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/5049051197074494961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=5049051197074494961&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/5049051197074494961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/5049051197074494961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2008/05/woman.html' title='Woman'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-4764173473260271037</id><published>2008-03-23T21:36:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-23T22:28:11.044+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>Join the Dots</title><content type='html'>Its not just about &lt;a href="http://www.drwaynedyer.com/"&gt;Wayne Dyer's&lt;/a&gt; , " &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Youll-See-When-Believe-Transformation/dp/0060937335"&gt;You will see it when you believe it&lt;/a&gt;"! Its everywhere around me or us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a common scene, around 11PM, I had just updated my &lt;a href="http://percieve.blogspot.com/"&gt;RKD&lt;/a&gt;, and ~ 3 odd chat windows were open. I realised that it was more than 'very long' that i was staring in what was written as "SAMSUNG"!&lt;br /&gt;But i was not there, i was teletransported to a past incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ circa 1996&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i recall my often visited friend Rahul, he was sitting in front of his desktop, busy with Yahoo chatrooms open and with quite few chat windows open as well, briskly typing quirky remarks here and there. I used to think, how can he just go on chatting so so many unknowns! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here i was !!&lt;em&gt;  dunno what i wished, or he wished!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it kept spilling, from all corners : the Vaio that i deeply desired, the guitar that reached my house( and is still lying there), where I live now, where all i have travlled,  all my job changes, my movement to Mumbai, So much that I see around me.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just about everything around me seems to have manifested from tiny to grand said or unsaid desires of mine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually get goosepimples when I Connect the Dots somethimes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me strongly believe in the fallout of the Karma Theory: The universe around us is so fertile that we need to be very careful of not just what we ask for but also of what we think in our subconscious mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOCUS !FOCUS !FOCUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-4764173473260271037?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/4764173473260271037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=4764173473260271037&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/4764173473260271037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/4764173473260271037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2008/03/join-dots.html' title='Join the Dots'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-441800631829770024</id><published>2008-03-11T22:47:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-11T23:10:25.893+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions asked'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>Conspiracy Theory</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;““When you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.””&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a class="sqa" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotes/paulo_coelho/"&gt;Paulo Coelho quotes&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now Situation:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A person &lt;/span&gt;wants ( &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;deeply desires&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ) something and... yes.. the UNI-verse* CONS-pyres* to   hell&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;*  achieve !!&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;now&lt;/strong&gt; the other person &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;deeply desires&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; / wants / wishes another thing, which is in complete conflict of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"A person"'s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Deep desire!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pertinent question arose out of two situations: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.  When father living in one city had a sleepless night as he was deeply worried about something: Son #1( oblivious about father's worries) in city #2 also had sleepless night and had negative thoughts about father. Son# 2 ( also oblivious about father's worries) in City #3 all-so* could not Sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.  Girl and boy are nearly seeing each other, but break off. Much later girl's brother (husband) and girl's SIL (wife) are concerned about girl as she is going through a rough patch! Now Husband and WIFE who know boy very well, persuade him. They &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;deeply desire &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that the girl any boy be together. Girl and / or Boy may-not / DO NOT want to be together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Point # 1 : Connection and Connectivity Theory ( of Author)&lt;br /&gt;Point # 2 : Conspiracy Thoery ( Of &lt;a class="sqa" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotes/paulo_coelho/"&gt;Paulo Coelho&lt;/a&gt;, another Author)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keeping above two in mind, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Question Here: Who is the universe here and what will it do in case of  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"A Person" &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and in case of &lt;/span&gt;girl and boy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;* &lt;em&gt;excuse the pun intended by the Phonetically challenged author&lt;/em&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/7157015-441800631829770024?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/441800631829770024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=441800631829770024&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/441800631829770024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/441800631829770024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2008/03/conspiracy-theory.html' title='Conspiracy Theory'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-8241667228449658557</id><published>2008-03-01T22:48:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-01T23:08:24.281+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paradigm Shift'/><title type='text'>Why Marriage</title><content type='html'>"Social reality evolved between two to four million years ago, when a species of  'Southern Ape' &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Australopithecus_afarensis"&gt;( &lt;em&gt;Australopithecus afarensis) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;began to walk on two legs. At that time, the early hominids developed complex brains, tool-making skills and language, while the helplessness of their prematurely born infants led to the formation of the supportive families and communities that became the foundation of human &lt;strong&gt;SOCIAL LIFE" &lt;/strong&gt;pg 3, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hidden-Connections-Integrating-Biological-Sustainability/dp/0385494718"&gt;the hidden connections &lt;/a&gt;by&lt;a href="http://www.fritjofcapra.net/"&gt; Fritjof Capra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is worth noticing that humans are among the very rare species whose children spend the longest time ever to become independent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They need a support system. Family! Society!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the supposed inflection point / change referred above billions of years ago is causing those billions of people i am in contact with whose names start from A to Z and any other letter known to tell me that I SHOULD GET MARRIED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you beat that? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Beat that here is beat the inflection that happened THEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-8241667228449658557?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/8241667228449658557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=8241667228449658557&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/8241667228449658557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/8241667228449658557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-marriage.html' title='Why Marriage'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-258811529958158101</id><published>2008-02-06T17:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-06T17:54:32.822+05:30</updated><title type='text'>y</title><content type='html'>A blogger asked my why  " The Change Fundas Reader dont see my &lt;a href="http://percieve.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rose ka Dose: New Pic blog"? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have answer..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-258811529958158101?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/258811529958158101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=258811529958158101&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/258811529958158101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/258811529958158101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2008/02/y.html' title='y'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-3744558388126855780</id><published>2008-01-28T22:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-28T22:38:56.814+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Re-boot</title><content type='html'>Its simpler with computers..&lt;br /&gt;Cold Reboot: as the call it! Gazillions of tinier than tiny Switches who are lying in a extremely random looking but carrying significant amount of information in the forms of "ON" or "OFF' are simultaneously RE_SET into an extremely known looking pattern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( just imagine: the complete sky filled with a zillion more stars twinkling at unknown frequencies; suddenly switch on to form a known pattern)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been like that for quite a while now ( scattered Random lights)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to "junji" after a few days for long enough to start talking in our wonderful puzzles between puzzles and enjoyed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seemed to have reset some of those lights. Feeling a little saner now; only a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow; I miss my types. And just cant seemed to find them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to work on self rebooting techniques...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-3744558388126855780?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/3744558388126855780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=3744558388126855780&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/3744558388126855780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/3744558388126855780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2008/01/re-boot.html' title='Re-boot'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-4354941138737119764</id><published>2008-01-13T23:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-14T00:00:33.475+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Yearn</title><content type='html'>The Smell..&lt;br /&gt;Of chilly air&lt;br /&gt;Of Wood burning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beat&lt;br /&gt;Of the Dhol&lt;br /&gt;Of your heart&lt;br /&gt;Of your feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Warmth&lt;br /&gt;Of the fire burning&lt;br /&gt;Of the smiles Turning&lt;br /&gt;Of the cat calls of the Chaddi-Buddies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am Here..&lt;br /&gt;at 30 Degrees of heat&lt;br /&gt;and Unknown Degrees of seperation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the Sea- of people.. amid people running helter skelter to meet the ends ......... ends of the dreams that keep changing with every new sparkle that gets visible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing here?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-4354941138737119764?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/4354941138737119764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=4354941138737119764&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/4354941138737119764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/4354941138737119764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2008/01/yearn.html' title='Yearn'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-5095573867785525776</id><published>2008-01-12T09:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:37:41.963+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>Reeta's Tag!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/R4g87Q6DxyI/AAAAAAAAAv8/Igkl9tQwyrk/s1600-h/MOFO_297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/R4g87Q6DxyI/AAAAAAAAAv8/Igkl9tQwyrk/s400/MOFO_297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;चलो जी रीता ताई के टैग का नंबर भी आ गया!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;The pic looks prolly like a usual one. This is 5:30 AM in the morning at restricted site on the east coast. The Sea recedes at low tide during morning to more than 10 KM's. My late( yes yes this is late) morning walk here with the breeze rushing thru the years and with JUST ME at the WHOLE sea shore, was an experiance that just cannot be worded!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;I was here for 3 days..... Nearly Alone.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-5095573867785525776?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/5095573867785525776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=5095573867785525776&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/5095573867785525776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/5095573867785525776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2008/01/reetas-tag.html' title='Reeta&apos;s Tag!'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/R4g87Q6DxyI/AAAAAAAAAv8/Igkl9tQwyrk/s72-c/MOFO_297.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-8425786728856884706</id><published>2008-01-06T16:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-06T16:58:03.978+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions asked'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>Moments</title><content type='html'>I have experianced them aplenty&lt;br /&gt;And I am sure you all have too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The life around you is too fast but your mind is able to capture those tiny details and you are existing in both the domains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music- fast but... your mind .. enjoying some of the slower paced moments of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traffic -Everyone Impatiently trying to get 'There' faster and you are calm in your sphere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Your Sphere'!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you live in ur Sphere? Your world defined by you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or you live a life Defined by the World around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your parameters of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-8425786728856884706?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/8425786728856884706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=8425786728856884706&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/8425786728856884706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/8425786728856884706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2008/01/moments.html' title='Moments'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-6106534155635661784</id><published>2007-12-29T23:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-30T00:34:26.409+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>KT, Entropy and Ramifications</title><content type='html'>These three were circling in mind mind during a walk in the evening, yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me explain the in-ability to conclude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KT or &lt;a href="http://hinduism.about.com/od/basics/a/karma.htm"&gt;Karma Theory&lt;/a&gt; ( कर्म ) : 'karma', means to 'act'. The Concise Oxford Dictionary of Current English defines it as the "sum of person's actions in one of his successive states of existence, viewed as deciding his fate for the next".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theory of karma harps on the Newtonian principle that every action produces an equal and opposite reaction. Every time we think or do something, we create a cause, which in time will bear its corresponding effects. And this cyclical cause and effect generates the concepts of &lt;a href="http://hinduism.about.com/library/weekly/extra/bl-glossary-s.htm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(or the world) and birth and reincarnation. It is the personality of a human being or the jivatman - with its positive and negative actions - that causes karma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAMIFICATION:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The act of branching out or dividing into branches&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A development that complicates a situation, eg: "the court's decision had many unforeseen ramifications"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;ENTROPY: ok this may be a little Physics type terminology which is uncommon, but here goes: I will try to be simple and avoid un-understandable meanings written &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Entropy"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of the ideas involved in the concept of &lt;strong&gt;entropy&lt;/strong&gt; is that nature tends from order to disorder in isolated systems. ( Ok I looked up a lot, but no simple explaination on the net, so something from me only follows) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Though linked with Second law of Thermodynamics ( etc), simply put it means that (even at atomic levels) Order tends to more towards disorder. Examples &lt;a href="http://mooni.fccj.org/~ethall/entropy/entropy.htm"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;( good link)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUESTION: If by fizzix, entropy is lined up to always increase ( more dis-order) and KT says what is says, that all we do , will come back to us; and if we introduce Ramifications: the disorder can never stop and situtaions will keep going bad to worse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If A says something to B. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;B perceives the same to due to his/ her perception in a negative way&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Conclusion &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;B will want to get even with A&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The disorder will only increase&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;The word Ramifications makes me think a lot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-6106534155635661784?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/6106534155635661784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=6106534155635661784&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/6106534155635661784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/6106534155635661784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/12/kt-entropy-and-ramifications.html' title='KT, Entropy and Ramifications'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-42804122057371518</id><published>2007-12-15T22:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-23T22:02:22.869+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>Order and Disorder</title><content type='html'>The order of disorder, or the disorder of the order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The order in disorder, or the disorder in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure you will have to re-read both the lines to know that their meanings go beyond the simple words that they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you noticed how, we want Order in our lives?&lt;br /&gt;Right from the way we keep our clothes, have folders in our computers, emails,address books, groups, disvions and classficiations.. ORDER!&lt;br /&gt;But how much we yearn to Break-Out of the SYSTEM. The SYSTEM of ORDER! Break queues, RUN away from the rigmarole of life. Break patterns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perennial conflict of the order and disorder, is what brings out Growth! Is what brings about the change and zest in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how much to balance the imbalance or&lt;br /&gt;How much to imbalance the balance is needed?&lt;br /&gt;Is appropriate?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-42804122057371518?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/42804122057371518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=42804122057371518&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/42804122057371518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/42804122057371518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/12/order-and-disorder.html' title='Order and Disorder'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-7422764575837434009</id><published>2007-12-03T21:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-03T23:06:30.942+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Relationships</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;First Phase:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the (basic/initial) discovery of each other. Can happen by chance, choice, mistake or any of the many other ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time&lt;/strong&gt;: this is usually spontaneous or may be forced or schemed! ( usually short duration , with result being a go or a no go to next phase)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second Phase:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excitement/ Fun phase. This is a kind of extension of discovery. Usually this can be spotted by heightened interaction. It can include any of the interactions: intellectually stimulating discussions, humour (funny / silly talks), Power /strength stimulating behaviour (Sexual/emotional/physical/any) , etc etc. This phase is marked by a lot of excitement, fun and happiness. High energy levels and low fatigue. In fact this is energising phase, the two involved overcome tiredness, at meet. There absolutely nothing else noticed except good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time&lt;/strong&gt;: This can vary. Depending on person to person totally, this can vary from weeks, to months or even years. Now the last one ( years) being a little towards rare ( specially for those born after 1975)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third Phase:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negative/Real/Total Discovery phase.&lt;br /&gt;This happens! OK! (every time).... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here 'other aspects' of both the individuals are discovered by each other. These 'other ones' are usually those, that either got skipped (in excitement) or maybe were hidden. These can cause minor to major problems. Can cause small tiffs or build up to major fights or misunderstandings! This is the most critical phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time&lt;/strong&gt;: This again varies. And depending on the capacity / patience of either or both! Anything between days weeks or months. ( not years .. not even for the ones born BEFORE 1975)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fourth Phase:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This may or may not happen) In-Toto discovery / Real Realisation.&lt;br /&gt;This is a tricky phase. Usually, either experienced people or rare intelligent ones go through it. It is marked by 'holistic' understanding of people, social/non social situations and requires HUGE amount of &lt;strong&gt;Flexibility!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who successfully reach (or cross) this phase can have a much higher chance of living '&lt;strong&gt;Happily Ever After'&lt;/strong&gt;! ( may have to repeat phase 3,4 again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. Questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have You experienced all?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Which Phase should the relationship be named? ( if there exists a need to do so)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-7422764575837434009?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/7422764575837434009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=7422764575837434009&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/7422764575837434009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/7422764575837434009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/12/relationships.html' title='Relationships'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-3763235159118040634</id><published>2007-12-01T22:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-01T23:00:25.229+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Both Sides</title><content type='html'>Neil Diamond - Both Sides Now Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rows and flows of angel hair&lt;br /&gt;And ice cream castles in the air&lt;br /&gt;And feather canyons everywhere&lt;br /&gt;I've looked at clouds that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now they only block the su&lt;br /&gt;They rain they snow on everyone&lt;br /&gt;So many things I would have done&lt;br /&gt;But clouds got in my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've looked at clouds&lt;br /&gt;From both sides now&lt;br /&gt;From up and down, and still somehow&lt;br /&gt;It's cloud illusions I recall&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know clouds at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels&lt;br /&gt;The dizzy dancin' way you feel&lt;br /&gt;As every fairy tale comes real&lt;br /&gt;I've looked at love that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now it's just another show&lt;br /&gt;You leave 'em laughing when you go&lt;br /&gt;And if you care, don't let them know&lt;br /&gt;Don't give yourself away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've looked at love&lt;br /&gt;From both sides now&lt;br /&gt;From give and take, and still somehow&lt;br /&gt;It's love's illusions I recall&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know love at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears and fears and feeling proud&lt;br /&gt;To say "I love you" right out loud&lt;br /&gt;Dreams and schemes and circus crowds&lt;br /&gt;I've looked at life that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now old friends&lt;br /&gt;They're acting strange&lt;br /&gt;They shake their heads&lt;br /&gt;And say I've changed&lt;br /&gt;Well something's lost&lt;br /&gt;But something's gained&lt;br /&gt;In living every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've looked at life from both sides now&lt;br /&gt;From win and lose and still somehow&lt;br /&gt;It's life's illusions I recall&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know life at all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-3763235159118040634?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/3763235159118040634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=3763235159118040634&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/3763235159118040634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/3763235159118040634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/12/both-sides.html' title='Both Sides'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-3297473728744635691</id><published>2007-11-23T22:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-23T22:58:09.600+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DBD7D2" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your EQ is 147&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ECEAE6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/emotions.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 or less: Thanks for answering honestly. Now get yourself a shrink, quick!&lt;br /&gt;51-70: When it comes to understanding human emotions, you'd have better luck understanding Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;71-90: You've got more emotional intelligence than the average frat boy. Barely.&lt;br /&gt;91-110: You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that.&lt;br /&gt;111-130: You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt.&lt;br /&gt;131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin.&lt;br /&gt;150+: Two possibilities - you've either out "Dr. Phil-ed" Dr. Phil... or you're a dirty liar.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/"&gt;What's Your EQ (Emotional Intelligence Quotient)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-3297473728744635691?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/3297473728744635691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=3297473728744635691&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/3297473728744635691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/3297473728744635691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/11/your-eq-is-147-50-or-less-thanks-for.html' title=''/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-1519899180798981872</id><published>2007-11-07T22:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-07T22:29:48.625+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>Desire</title><content type='html'>How many times do our desires change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure you would rememeber, yourself telling yourself ( yeah!!)," Oh I want this car" and later in another statement, ( seeing a better one) " Wow..THIS is the Car I want"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe that I want to do this or that, meet him/her, etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am sure some of us think.. Then what ? We want everything! We will get everything. We can get everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, ( because i think like this... that is why): That everytime we desire, the universe around us, recieves the same as a "energy(instruction)".&lt;br /&gt;The universe being the big mass of &lt;em&gt;ENEGRY&lt;/em&gt; waiting for instructions to manifest things.&lt;br /&gt;And the more we desire and work towards THAT desire, it manifests and becomes reality. Of course this this takes time and effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what happens when, during manifestation the desire changes to a conflicting one ( no, I dont want the car, i want the Boeing!!) What happens of the half baked car somewhere..&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;(of course subject to my fundas..)&lt;br /&gt;this thouht line is pretty long but is truncated here.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-1519899180798981872?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-bjNHzU81qY' title='Desire'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-bjNHzU81qY' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/1519899180798981872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=1519899180798981872&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/1519899180798981872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/1519899180798981872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/11/desire.html' title='Desire'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-2319979041783110795</id><published>2007-10-28T18:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-28T20:10:43.993+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions asked'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>Drivers and Tangents</title><content type='html'>I imagine a not so small ball speeding towards a direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It keeps speeding till it meets another something which either diverts its direction, slows it or stops it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could also be hit by another 'Thingy' which could enforce its speed or direction or both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whichever way (if you were also to imagine) you would agree that the first 'not so small ball' has either been pushed or has some internal &lt;strong&gt;Driver &lt;/strong&gt;mechanism!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we as humans are also a bit similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We usually start off in a direction with a certain speed. Now if you notice in our case this starting speed and direction is usually not &lt;strong&gt;really decided by us&lt;/strong&gt;.( &lt;em&gt;usually)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is governed by the initial knowledge ( read perception) pumped in by the immediate surroundings and the push by our near and dear ones and (OR) people who we have trust on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then with time come the &lt;strong&gt;tangents!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are new sources of information ( direction) and force or impacts or pushes.&lt;strong&gt; Our new modified drivers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without even going into directions of relatively negative drivers and inhibitors, I want ask something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How, in this very fast changing world with a exponential tangents and drivers, should we decide our direction and speed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, all the initial and subsequent drivers and tangents are relative in nature and there is &lt;strong&gt;no absolute correct or right of wrong. Or is it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-2319979041783110795?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/2319979041783110795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=2319979041783110795&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/2319979041783110795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/2319979041783110795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/10/drivers-and-tangents.html' title='Drivers and Tangents'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-4563480940649196445</id><published>2007-09-18T09:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-24T14:33:48.737+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Project 2332</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;(&lt;a href="http://p2332.blogspot.com/"&gt;Seperate BLOG is up&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am wanting to publish a small book, a compilation of Short Stories for the young adults of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The story to be targetted at age group of 23-32 years old &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The story to have a positive connotation (Basis) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Unique and un-published&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That's it basic and simple.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are in please email back. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Not, perfectly all right, you may just pass to someone who would be interested&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-4563480940649196445?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://p2332.blogspot.com/' title='Project 2332'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/4563480940649196445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=4563480940649196445&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/4563480940649196445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/4563480940649196445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/09/project-2332.html' title='Project 2332'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-986481361077400895</id><published>2007-08-26T10:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-26T10:59:56.549+05:30</updated><title type='text'>LOG</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Its your decisions and not your conditions that chnage your destiny&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The secret of success is using PAIN and PLEASURE instead of pain and pleasure using you! If you do that you are in control , otherwise life is!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NOTHING IN LIFE HAS ANY MEANING EXCEPT THAT MEANIING YOU GIVE IT&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Things do not change, we change&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Its not actual pain that drives us but our fear that something will lead to pain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Its not pleasure that dirves us, but our belief-our sense of certainity that somehow taking a certain action will&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ITS NOT THE EVENTS OF OUR LIFES THAT SHAPE US , BUT OUR&lt;strong&gt;  BELIEFS&lt;/strong&gt; AS TO WHAT THOSE EVENTS MEAN!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BELIEFS ARE POWER TO CREATE AND POWER TO DESTROY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE ARE WHAT WE ARE BECAUSE WE FIRST IMAGINED IT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Achieveing our goals will never make us happy in the long run; It s who we become as we overcome the obstacles necessary to achieve your goals, that can give us the deepest and most long lasting sense of fulfillment!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A TRUE DECISION IS THE ONE YOU CAN ACT UPON, AND ACT UPON NOW!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Knowing what to do  is not enough,you MUSt do what you know!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Know that you cannot choose sides, while loving on a ROUND Planet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Many &lt;/strong&gt;peopel know WHAT they want, but have no idea of WHO they want to be!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every decision is guided by our values, and in most cases we did not set them up!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Random quotes found on pieces of paper while cleaning up!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-986481361077400895?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/986481361077400895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=986481361077400895&amp;isPopup=true' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/986481361077400895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/986481361077400895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/08/log.html' title='LOG'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-6825550513025453260</id><published>2007-08-15T22:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-15T23:37:16.639+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>The Importance of History</title><content type='html'>The 100th Post of "this" blog comes back to the Theme that runs here: Change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Change is intertwined and held back by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;history,traditions(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Read the Monkey Experiament blogged by me &lt;a href="http://untruelife.blogspot.com/2006/03/monkey-business.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, to give an insight into Paradigms/Traditions&lt;strong&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last few years one the major attributes learnt by me is Patience to absorb and assimilate and delay reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who we are today?&lt;br /&gt;Why we bahave, react and even interact the way we do?&lt;br /&gt;Why our opinions are, the way they are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions like these and many many more , all have their answers in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;History.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; History here does not mean the history than we have studied in schools or colleges. No.&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; This History , is not HIS-STORY, &lt;/strong&gt;it is &lt;strong&gt; "your story"!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, me and all of us are made up of instances of our pasts. These instances are valid reasons to make our opinions and establish bias for or against people, organisations,social constructs and &lt;strong&gt;even situations&lt;/strong&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its basic COGNITIVE learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; If 20 out of 20 times, whenever I have eaten orange ICE candy, I have always been followed by a crazy black dog; The 21st time I buy a ORANGE ice candy I am bound to keep turning around to check for a crazy black dog!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[ &lt;strong&gt;Did you know&lt;/strong&gt;: Just like the human nose stops recognising an odour emanating around it after five minutes, &lt;strong&gt;even the human brain&lt;/strong&gt; shuts out thousands of signals and does not process them, based on cognitive learning of what is important]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder, the usual comminication gap between speaker and listner of what is conveyd.&lt;strong&gt;  Because the congitive learnings of each classifies what is important differently!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how our personal histories inetract both with the personal histories of the people involved around us as well as the histories of the environment ( be it organisations we work for , family's we are a part of will be a part of, social constructs of marriage, schools,courts, etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Hence it becomes&lt;/strong&gt; extremely essential for us to develop a capability of absorb, comprehend all the personal histories, and try and make it interact with our OWN Personal Histories as &lt;strong&gt;Objectively &lt;/strong&gt;as possible. And then try and use a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Non-limiting-out-of-the-box,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  mindset to create multiple options for progressive change in our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lives.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-6825550513025453260?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/6825550513025453260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=6825550513025453260&amp;isPopup=true' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/6825550513025453260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/6825550513025453260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/08/importance-of-history.html' title='The Importance of History'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-6454886984003230277</id><published>2007-08-07T22:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:37:44.106+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Inflection Point</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are these times, sometimes, which we call the &lt;strong&gt;Lull before the Storm!&lt;/strong&gt;. Its the feeling that something is going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a feeling seemed to be hovering for some weeks now( months maybe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if i come to think about it seriously, it was not the premonition.. It was self created. I had been driving and energising the internal agitation of dissatisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was unhappy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unhappy of my current immediate (working/job) environment.&lt;br /&gt;My current relationship status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This unhappiness, this positively percieved unhappiness is the catalyst of life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its this perception of the "Change pain", that drives us all !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That brings about so much in our lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO much Change!!! ( in fact i believe most of the change is triggered by pain/dissatisfaction)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096016952024841026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RriwawLPO0I/AAAAAAAAAd8/Xrjc1ovHaT4/s400/MOFO_345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--&gt; Milestone achieved: being that I quit the Engineering Monolith of India which has tried to keep me busy since the last 1 year 9 odd months .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont know what the new job, where I join next month, After suffering my notice period here entails for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096017441651112786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/Rriw3QLPO1I/AAAAAAAAAeE/d_rbSnDuS4I/s400/MOFO_346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am sure life has a lot lined up for me in the next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang on.. here i come!!&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/7157015-6454886984003230277?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/6454886984003230277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=6454886984003230277&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/6454886984003230277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/6454886984003230277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/08/inflection-point.html' title='Inflection Point'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RriwawLPO0I/AAAAAAAAAd8/Xrjc1ovHaT4/s72-c/MOFO_345.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-7415796001103693600</id><published>2007-07-29T15:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:37:44.474+05:30</updated><title type='text'>This Day Then</title><content type='html'>Nervously along with my cousin sister, brother and along with some unknown people we were at this balcony looking across the Powai Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RqxrwQLPOzI/AAAAAAAAAdw/DUvSYqJNMfU/s1600-h/Aka+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092563755369184050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RqxrwQLPOzI/AAAAAAAAAdw/DUvSYqJNMfU/s400/Aka+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this effervescent girl is also noticed around. Bright , bespectacled, with a pony-tail bobbing and wearing a bright kurta and jeans/capris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before anyone could talk, The Teacher ushered us into what was a makeshift classroom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was the house of one of uncles. The hall which had the balcony had durries spread across its length, with the Glass Dining table pushed in the the corner, the chairs laid around the walls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were on the third day of the five day Art of Living program being organised at the house of one of the volunteers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All through the brief exercises of Yoga and discussions, apart from exchanging smirks with my cousins, I could not help notice the presence of the girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of the class, there was brief community snack/ dinner organised. It was late evening by the end of the class and amazing wind was ruffling in the balcony. I saw myself move back into the hall from the balcony , with my plate towards this group where this girl had started chatting with my cousins and others froom the program.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While exchanging names and work-places with the girl, I frowned, smiled and surprised myself and everyone around by saying that we have met!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I narrated, with my cousins( Now giving me looks) and this girl who was working in a TV News Channel then , that we had shared a auto-rickshaw from the station on a rainy day six odd months and back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recalled coz she was wearing a similarly bright blue-red-purple kurta along with jean, and had told me where she worked, and I smartly, had nearly walked out when it was my stop without paying the amount shared!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOW! She too recalled and exclaimed," Hey!! how the hell did I miss YOU out then!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We talked on here and there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Just two weeks before the course, I had this major tiff, with this one-of-the-few-females-I-knew-in-mumbai! and we had stopped talking completely)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The balance two days zipped by mixed with learnings and excitement and we were on the last day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We exchanged email ids, numbers etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What followed was a another strange short relation-ship of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were the greatest of friends within no time. Meeting everyday, long walks, dinners and reading each others minds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other would call, when one would think of talking and we were both equally surprised, not only by the sudden strange connection but even notiiced that "aries" and "saggitarians" make and excellent couple and we were both nine numbered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 odd months whizzed passed with our families knowing about each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me it was too strange and too quick, As usual!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She quit her job as she always wanted to be and RJ and was fed-up of her over-political office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much faster than slowly, we had little to talk to each other. But if one would be thinking about the other, the other would still call!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The connection was alive, but the attaraction was starting to wear off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It kept wearing down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She got her dream job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Busied herself was a dance course and another one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We talk now, once in a blue moon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today in one year from that day in the balcony!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-7415796001103693600?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/7415796001103693600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=7415796001103693600&amp;isPopup=true' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/7415796001103693600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/7415796001103693600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-day-then.html' title='This Day Then'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RqxrwQLPOzI/AAAAAAAAAdw/DUvSYqJNMfU/s72-c/Aka+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-1245579446595488383</id><published>2007-06-25T23:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:37:44.809+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RoAIeJjQMjI/AAAAAAAAAb8/C9K_LVsEs3A/s1600-h/MOFO_557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RoAIeJjQMjI/AAAAAAAAAb8/C9K_LVsEs3A/s400/MOFO_557.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-1245579446595488383?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/1245579446595488383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=1245579446595488383&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/1245579446595488383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/1245579446595488383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RoAIeJjQMjI/AAAAAAAAAb8/C9K_LVsEs3A/s72-c/MOFO_557.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-3859815621211972782</id><published>2007-06-14T22:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-15T23:05:35.875+05:30</updated><title type='text'>"When the Time is Right"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conflict&lt;/strong&gt; is an intersting and an &lt;strong&gt;Integral Part&lt;/strong&gt;  of each our lives.&lt;br /&gt;It everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thru the week, the myriad of coflicting ideas views and desires have been running in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Including the one that should my life be written out here in a public domain!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कौन Flee -Ct !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much&lt;br /&gt;too much&lt;br /&gt;GO knows!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From Nowhere to "NOW" "Here"&lt;br /&gt;From Now-Here to (K)now Where????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Chicane/_/Empires"&gt;- Emipres- By Chicane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;(Click below on the play Button)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,0,0" allownetworking="internal" height="13" width="13"&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="resourceID=2796695&amp;flp=false"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.last.fm/webclient/inline/1/inlinePlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;embed wmode="transparent" src="http://static.last.fm/webclient/inline/1/inlinePlayer.swf" quality="high" flashvars="resourceID=2796695&amp;amp;flp=false" bgcolor="#ffffff" name="inlinePlayer" allownetworking="internal" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="13" width="13"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Chicane"&gt;Chicane&lt;/a&gt; – &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Chicane/_/Empires"&gt;Empires&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-3859815621211972782?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/3859815621211972782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=3859815621211972782&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/3859815621211972782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/3859815621211972782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-time-is-right.html' title='&quot;When the Time is Right&quot;'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-4149287012768997266</id><published>2007-06-05T10:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-05T10:35:31.523+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Oldest Memory Tag</title><content type='html'>This is an interesting tag, as we might have dust out our memory bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules: Oh you want rules here also, Nah! Just do it and tag any number of people u wish to, BUT YOU are TAGGED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to list out YOUR oldest memory. What is the first thing you recall?( like you might&lt;br /&gt;jave winked at the nurse, right after you were born)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have posted my oldest &lt;a href="http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2006/02/whats-oldest-thing-you-remember.html"&gt;memory here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag all BUFers, Trinnie, MOI, JAS, Radha, Starry Nights, anyone who would want to!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-4149287012768997266?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/4149287012768997266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=4149287012768997266&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/4149287012768997266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/4149287012768997266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/06/oldest-memory-tag.html' title='Oldest Memory Tag'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-3741614975581206621</id><published>2007-05-27T00:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:37:45.507+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RliEkGGT8bI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/CqrkFPtOuUw/s1600-h/NOVEM2004_101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RliEkGGT8bI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/CqrkFPtOuUw/s400/NOVEM2004_101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RliEkWGT8cI/AAAAAAAAAZY/3jRBBw6NBH0/s1600-h/NOVEM2004_102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RliEkWGT8cI/AAAAAAAAAZY/3jRBBw6NBH0/s400/NOVEM2004_102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Yeah even when u think all fits, you notice quite a few things dont.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;The latest curveball my boss threw during the appraisal, threw me in a spin. Why am I feeling again that I am not supposed to be in this job? And If I am not then,...what? Should I also move out of the city!!.. what to do..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;shoudl not spend a lot of time in putting the puzzle pieces,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe life is more of living the puzzle than making all the sense, maybe its someone else's job!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-3741614975581206621?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/3741614975581206621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=3741614975581206621&amp;isPopup=true' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/3741614975581206621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/3741614975581206621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/05/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RliEkGGT8bI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/CqrkFPtOuUw/s72-c/NOVEM2004_101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-5819746234202704427</id><published>2007-05-19T20:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-19T20:58:11.344+05:30</updated><title type='text'>चल बन जा मुर्गा (cmon now become the hen/cock)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Time 0850 hrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We&lt;em&gt;lcome to Bangalore international Airport, outside temperature is 23 degrees Celsius....."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time 2050 Hrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Welcome to mumbai chhatrapati Shivaji terminal, outside temperature is 31 degrees Celcius...."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ughhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the day, and throughout the day, all I noticed was the similarities and dissimilarities between the cities!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that irked me( and has been irking for a long time ) is &lt;strong&gt;BUFFOONS!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes , I see them just about every-where.&lt;br /&gt;from Delhi, to mumbai, to bangalore, to calcutta, Chennai, hyderabad... just about everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the class of "DUMB" nitwits who just fail to understand the immidiate ( let alone farway) impact of their actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some examples actions of this &lt;strong&gt;Over-Smart Class &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- on the road, jump all lanes and clog the exit route. AS in I want to reach first , and (Think) will be able to go ahead, If i blow a loud pressure horn( Or simply silently) and get into( read barge into ) the tiniest possible visible place and block the whole world. ( Biggest contirbutors are Auto-rickshaws, man-pedalled rickshwas., etc). I mean hello cant you see, the road ahead, there is no way!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Spitting! ( oh crap!!) This pisses me big time. Please keep it to yourself. Your paan, ur gutkaas, ur what-ever Yukk in in your body!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- ah and the throw anything everywhere catagory. I dont need it, so throw. I have seen people throw, everything from packaged garbage bags, to just about all the litter possible, thrown everyhwere!!( I walk back by the lake from work everyday and pick on people throwing just about everything so many times, !!!but in vain!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT A MESS!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What to do!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ban JA Murga (  बन जा मुर्गा )!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the return flight i was thinking, what is the best way!! The fines that the government impose, as a possible solution are usually of no advantage.&lt;br /&gt; I mean imagine a poor guy and a rich guy doing the same fault, the richer one is at ease and does not feel the hurt paying the fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; But to bring them at the common level is PUBLIC HUMILIATION!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! No jokes&lt;br /&gt;you are made to squat and hold your ears ( through) under ur legs and raise you BUM as high as possible ( LOL)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any of you been thru this punishment ( in School or ragging??) Its painful and embarrasing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats what all these people should be put to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact Its my desire to start a Photo Blog, capturing poeple in a picture, during the act of buffoon-NESS! Showing proof to public , and being caught in the act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty soon I will do this!!&lt;br /&gt; and meanwhile if any of you who is reading this has any pic of these PUBLIC -BUFFON-ness act.. please mail the same to me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUfffooooooooooonz!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-5819746234202704427?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/5819746234202704427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=5819746234202704427&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/5819746234202704427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/5819746234202704427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/05/cmon-now-become-hencock.html' title='चल बन जा मुर्गा (cmon now become the hen/cock)'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-3348379920140420811</id><published>2007-05-13T23:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:37:45.840+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mum's the word!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RkdUzriY_sI/AAAAAAAAAWA/g0h4NzsS4VA/s1600-h/NOV2004__1221.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..HE said&lt;br /&gt;".. Can yo do me a favour..? Thank you mom on behalf of me... for without herI wouldn't have had a nice friend like you..Happy mothers dad to your mom " &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mother's Day in various languages(wikipedia)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Afrikaans" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Afrikaans"&gt;(af)&lt;/a&gt;: Moedersdag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Albanian language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Albanian_language"&gt;(al)&lt;/a&gt;: Dita e Nënës (8 Marsi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Arabic language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arabic_language"&gt;(ar)&lt;/a&gt; : يوم الأمّ (Eid Al-Omm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Armenian language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Armenian_language"&gt;(hy)&lt;/a&gt; : Մայրության օր (Mayrutyan or)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Berber language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Berber_language"&gt;(ber)&lt;/a&gt; : tameγra n tyemmat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Bulgarian language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bulgarian_language"&gt;(bg)&lt;/a&gt; : Ден на майката&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Bosnian language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bosnian_language"&gt;(bs)&lt;/a&gt; : dan majki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Catalan" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Catalan"&gt;(ca)&lt;/a&gt; : Dia de la Mare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Chinese language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinese_language"&gt;(ch)&lt;/a&gt; : 母亲节 or 母親節 (mǔ qīn jié)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Croatian language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Croatian_language"&gt;(hr)&lt;/a&gt; : Majčin dan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Czech Language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Czech_Language"&gt;(cz)&lt;/a&gt; : Den Matek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Danish language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Danish_language"&gt;(da)&lt;/a&gt; : Mors dag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Dhivehi language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dhivehi_language"&gt;(Dh)&lt;/a&gt;:މަންމައިންގް ދުވަސް&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Dutch language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dutch_language"&gt;(nl)&lt;/a&gt; : Moederdag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="German language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/German_language"&gt;(de)&lt;/a&gt; : Muttertag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Greek language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greek_language"&gt;(el)&lt;/a&gt; : Γιορτή της Μητέρας&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Estonian language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Estonian_language"&gt;(et)&lt;/a&gt; : Emadepäev&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Dari language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dari_language"&gt;(dar)&lt;/a&gt; : روز مادر (Ruz-e Madar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Finnish language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Finnish_language"&gt;(fi)&lt;/a&gt; : Äitienpäivä&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Faroese language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Faroese_language"&gt;(fo)&lt;/a&gt; : Mammudagur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="French language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/French_language"&gt;(fr)&lt;/a&gt; : (La) Fête des mères&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Hebrew language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hebrew_language"&gt;(he)&lt;/a&gt; : (he) יום האם (Yom ha-em)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Hindi language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hindi_language"&gt;(hi)&lt;/a&gt; : (hi) Matru din&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Croatian language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Croatian_language"&gt;(hr)&lt;/a&gt; : Majčin dan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Hungarian language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hungarian_language"&gt;(hu)&lt;/a&gt; : anyák napja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Irish language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Irish_language"&gt;(ga)&lt;/a&gt; : Lá na Mháithair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Icelandic language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Icelandic_language"&gt;(is)&lt;/a&gt; : Mæðradagur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Indonesian language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Indonesian_language"&gt;(id)&lt;/a&gt; : Hari Ibu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Irish language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Irish_language"&gt;(ie)&lt;/a&gt;:lá an mháthair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Italian language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Italian_language"&gt;(it)&lt;/a&gt; : (La) Festa della mamma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Japanese language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Japanese_language"&gt;(ja)&lt;/a&gt; : 母の日 (Haha no Hi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Kannada language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kannada_language"&gt;(ka)&lt;/a&gt; : ತಾಯಂದಿರ ದಿನ(thayandira dina)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Korean language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Korean_language"&gt;(kor)&lt;/a&gt; : 어머님 날 (Uh-muh-neem nal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Latvian language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Latvian_language"&gt;(lv)&lt;/a&gt; : Mātes diena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Lithuanian language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lithuanian_language"&gt;(lt)&lt;/a&gt; : Motinos diena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Malay language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malay_language"&gt;(ms)&lt;/a&gt; : Hari Ibu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Malayalam language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malayalam_language"&gt;(ma)&lt;/a&gt; : Ammamar Dinam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Maltese language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maltese_language"&gt;(mt)&lt;/a&gt; : Jum l-Omm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="new" title="Mauritian language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Mauritian_language&amp;amp;action=edit"&gt;(mu)&lt;/a&gt;: Bonne fête mamie dou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Mongolian language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mongolian_language"&gt;(mgl)&lt;/a&gt; : Eejiin bayar / Eh ursiin udur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Montenegrin language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Montenegrin_language"&gt;(me)&lt;/a&gt; : Dan majki / Дан мајки&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Norwegian language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Norwegian_language"&gt;(no)&lt;/a&gt; : Morsdag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Persian language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Persian_language"&gt;(per)&lt;/a&gt; : روز مادر (Rouz-e Maadar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Polish language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Polish_language"&gt;(pl)&lt;/a&gt; : Dzień Matki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Portuguese language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Portuguese_language"&gt;(pt)&lt;/a&gt; : (O) Dia da Mãe - Brazil: Dia das Mães&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Romanian language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Romanian_language"&gt;(ro)&lt;/a&gt; : Ziua femeii ("Woman's Day")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Russian language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Russian_language"&gt;(ru)&lt;/a&gt; : День Матери&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Spanish language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spanish_language"&gt;(es)&lt;/a&gt; : Día de la Madre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Slovak language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Slovak_language"&gt;(sk)&lt;/a&gt; : Deň matiek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Slovenian language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Slovenian_language"&gt;(sl)&lt;/a&gt; : Materinski dan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Swedish language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Swedish_language"&gt;(sv)&lt;/a&gt; : Mors dag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Swahili language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Swahili_language"&gt;(sh)&lt;/a&gt; : Liepstacoq Bua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Tagalog language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tagalog_language"&gt;(ta)&lt;/a&gt; : Araw ng mga Ina/Nanay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Tamil language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tamil_language"&gt;(tam)&lt;/a&gt; : Annaiyar Dhinam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Thai language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thai_language"&gt;(th)&lt;/a&gt; : วันแม่ [wɑn mɛː]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Telugu language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Telugu_language"&gt;(tel)&lt;/a&gt; : Amma Dinam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Turkish language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Turkish_language"&gt;(tr)&lt;/a&gt; : Anneler Günü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Ukrainian language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ukrainian_language"&gt;(ua)&lt;/a&gt; : Свято Матері&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Vietnamese language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vietnamese_language"&gt;(vi)&lt;/a&gt; : Ngày của Mẹ (officially Ngay quoc te Nu - International Womens Day )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Welsh language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Welsh_language"&gt;(cy)&lt;/a&gt; : Sul y Mamau &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-3348379920140420811?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/3348379920140420811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=3348379920140420811&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/3348379920140420811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/3348379920140420811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/05/mums-word.html' title='Mum&apos;s the word!'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-2399720418541126751</id><published>2007-05-09T22:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:37:46.537+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Zoom( and yeah the Blogathon)</title><content type='html'>The Month simply Zhoomed by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this very short trip to my lovely city &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RkIAg7iY_oI/AAAAAAAAAVg/j7_n7hshGtM/s1600-h/DSC00214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RkIAg7iY_oI/AAAAAAAAAVg/j7_n7hshGtM/s400/DSC00214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; beautidul planned for the want of doing a हवन ( Haven) at home for my birthday!. Something that I had been wanting to do for quite a few years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our "shastri-jee"( Panditji conducting the havan) gave some intersting insights to life, all packaged with modern day quips..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later आशीर्वाद was " बेटा तुम्हे अछा अच्चा PACKAGE मिले "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" आजकल के modern बच्चों को जिस से ख़ुशी मिलती है वाही देना चाहियें "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah the record player that needs to come to Mumai from Chandigarh has yet not arrived coz, the audio amp wires could not be repaired yet.. so it has reached Delhi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt Some Golf( errr.. at least how to hold he CLUB!!) and went to the driving Range !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RkIAhLiY_pI/AAAAAAAAAVo/C6noJ8LworM/s1600-h/DSC00216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RkIAhLiY_pI/AAAAAAAAAVo/C6noJ8LworM/s400/DSC00216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fir kya &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RkIAhbiY_qI/AAAAAAAAAVw/z1oIWnZRvv8/s1600-h/MOFO_253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RkIAhbiY_qI/AAAAAAAAAVw/z1oIWnZRvv8/s400/MOFO_253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .. ash over.. Back to the (lovely ) Fish smelling city of Mumbai!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the pre-emptive reminder set in my phone beeped.....&lt;strong&gt; Paper .. Financial Management!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my LIFE, I had Flunked an exam...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a strange feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time experiance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thot.. maybe its good, i need to better this subject...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but finally day-day before when I was to sit the paper... i was just about in the same हालत as last time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BHagwaan Bachaye!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am thru' taking the paper.. GOD ONLY WILL HELP now ( and may be the exam checker!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And in the intering event of the month...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062614942874140338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RkIFd7iY_rI/AAAAAAAAAV4/K9jLSrxSNBM/s400/badge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i joined the inetersting Group Blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Between Us friends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is an amazingly cozy group of friends!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and finally i have done my intro post&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seems a great place to be ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lets see how it goes!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: right" align="left"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: right" align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-2399720418541126751?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/2399720418541126751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=2399720418541126751&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/2399720418541126751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/2399720418541126751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/05/zoom-and-yeah-blogathon.html' title='Zoom( and yeah the Blogathon)'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RkIAg7iY_oI/AAAAAAAAAVg/j7_n7hshGtM/s72-c/DSC00214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-5811556287348884148</id><published>2007-04-28T00:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-28T18:56:02.223+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>marasim</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Marasim&lt;/b&gt; means relations. My relations with Jagjit Singh go back to the days when he composed music for my serial Mirza Ghalib. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Well this post has probably nothing to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;It is about those days..&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;the days when my dear ex room mate , Mr."J" was TMD ( Truly Madly Deeply) in love with Ms."H" ( who is now happily Mrs. "J")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recall vividly coming back to our double room ( hostel room) after lectures and the usual Geri( गेडी ), only to find only a yellow bulb in the corner, and Mr. " J" with the latest Track of the Jagjit singh album " Haath Chute hai toh Rishtey nahi chuta kartein hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(हाथ छूटे है तोः रिशते नही छूता करतें है !!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh !! he has had a Fight again!!( another week end of having to listen to all that , all over again!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..&lt;br /&gt;It was those days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was just packing for my very brief trip to Chandigarh, this album popped up in the playlist!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I rolled back!!... in time...those never ending list of crushes!! ( LOL)&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;ok..&lt;br /&gt;Now I am going to sleep, with my clothes( which were earlier parked neatly to be put in the bag..) all pushed to one side..&lt;br /&gt;Good night !!&lt;br /&gt;..packing will happen tomorrow only before the flight....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;अभी जा रहे है वापिस!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-5811556287348884148?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/5811556287348884148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=5811556287348884148&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/5811556287348884148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/5811556287348884148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/04/marasim.html' title='marasim'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-5886338286530829719</id><published>2007-04-27T14:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:37:47.047+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Love for Languages</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RjHCsLiY_ZI/AAAAAAAAATg/ylmX5GUGfK8/s1600-h/435px-Shahmukhi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058037920780844434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RjHCsLiY_ZI/AAAAAAAAATg/ylmX5GUGfK8/s400/435px-Shahmukhi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .. to be written...&lt;br /&gt;रुकियें अभी पंजाबी script कि तलाश है !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-5886338286530829719?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/5886338286530829719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=5886338286530829719&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/5886338286530829719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/5886338286530829719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/04/love-for-languages.html' title='Love for Languages'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RjHCsLiY_ZI/AAAAAAAAATg/ylmX5GUGfK8/s72-c/435px-Shahmukhi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-3483843883989194864</id><published>2007-04-20T23:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:37:47.348+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Door to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RikFjJZ-tNI/AAAAAAAAATQ/6r1sbWThaec/s1600-h/NOV2004_248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RikFjJZ-tNI/AAAAAAAAATQ/6r1sbWThaec/s400/NOV2004_248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; 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float: right;" alt="" src="http://localhost:1564/24f283a2224fba038316954e866d3b39/image10519.jpg?size=160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Sorry, Shit Happens"&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My roomates, who missed out, make it up with the sweet cake!&lt;br /&gt;The day was more or less the USUSAL!&lt;br /&gt;As always, I was un-easy! It Happens every year!!! ( I sulked...) The Banal &lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/em&gt; would reverberate all day long! Dunno why, it happens with me, I am not happy about it. My lovely twin sisters tried their Logic with &lt;strong&gt;ME!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"Arrey!!, You should be Happy, you have woderfully lived ONE more year of ur life..... What you cribbing&lt;em&gt;  buddha ho gaya ???"&lt;br /&gt;I sulked, and smiled!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:1564/24f283a2224fba038316954e866d3b39/image10521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="clear: both; float: right;" alt="" src="http://localhost:1564/24f283a2224fba038316954e866d3b39/image10521.jpg?size=160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early morning,&lt;em&gt;  Nani called!! Sung the whole Birthday song! Felt great!&lt;br /&gt;.... and then started pouring.. it was sweet, Till i reached office!!&lt;br /&gt;Bah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Happie Bdday!!.. Wherez the chocoate!!Party.. Blah blah blah!!&lt;br /&gt;I disappered&lt;/strong&gt; By late afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;Had a meeting @ Fort!!&lt;br /&gt;I moved out of office after along time.&lt;br /&gt;on the way back, when I moved into the Station ( yes the local train at 630 PM), Sulked again!!Why is mumbai like this.. GAWD!!&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;By the time, I sat and&lt;em&gt;  Abida Pravin, with Chhap Tilak ,&lt;/em&gt;  Started, and my eyes closed, and the train moved, FAST! Faster, all that remained was the smell of the mumbai local...Iron heating and burning types.. But soon it fizzled&lt;br /&gt;I seemed to have gone in a different mode.I was somehwere lese in my mind!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In ages, it dawned upon me.. THIS IS what makes me happy.... MOTION!!!&lt;br /&gt;I seem to stagnate, if I am at one place for long!! I need to move about.&lt;br /&gt;Alone, or with folks ! Knowns or unknowns!&lt;br /&gt;I need to move , Travel!!&lt;br /&gt;That is what makes me happy!&lt;br /&gt;By the time I reached back, I was much (battered or) better!!&lt;br /&gt;Well the evening ended with the new RJ who has moved in and out of my life..... sooner than she became the RJ..&lt;br /&gt;some good retro musik and dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But something seems to be lingering even today..&lt;br /&gt;Have to discover more..Find out ..!!&lt;br /&gt;What?? I have no clue!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-5509161101387032984?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/5509161101387032984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=5509161101387032984&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/5509161101387032984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/5509161101387032984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/04/ramblings-of-funnie-mind.html' title='...(ramblings of a funnie mind!!)'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-9117603780787597876</id><published>2007-04-10T22:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:37:47.689+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Gee! Tar</title><content type='html'>My first Guitar Class!!&lt;br /&gt;HA! I finally got to initite it! Yeah Initiate it right, when I have an exam in another 20 days. I have a project submission next month. right when I also discovered My Rubiks cube and want to solve it!&lt;br /&gt;Not to Un-mention my JOB!!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RhvJIAWjftI/AAAAAAAAASA/Beh5qaAjm5w/s1600-h/M%C3%B614010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RhvJIAWjftI/AAAAAAAAASA/Beh5qaAjm5w/s400/M%C3%B614010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I am going back to books , but very inetersting thingy told me by my tutor, who was coming to me after struggling to try and teach a GIRL to play the guitar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he claims, that he has finally understood , why there are no women among Likes of Iron Maiden, Jow Satriani's !!&lt;br /&gt;Coz, ( like the poor girl), ....womens Fingers/ is so soft that it is unable to press the strings hard enough!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I really dunno.. that what the guy told..&lt;br /&gt;But I really cant recall too many ( or any great female Guitarist too!!)..!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-9117603780787597876?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/9117603780787597876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=9117603780787597876&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/9117603780787597876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/9117603780787597876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/04/gee-tar.html' title='Gee! Tar'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RhvJIAWjftI/AAAAAAAAASA/Beh5qaAjm5w/s72-c/M%C3%B614010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-865838290997657351</id><published>2007-04-08T21:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-08T22:06:42.456+05:30</updated><title type='text'>TAG'O'Rama (हाय रब्बा )</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Things that scare me…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;DO exsit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Used to be भूत's for quite some time. But now they dont trouble me!We did a compromise, few years back ( yeah we have marked our territories)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Hard disk Crash ( me loosing all my data)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;  People who make me laugh…&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Most of the people surrounding me!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You need to want to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;  Things I love…&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Inetesrting Technology&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;(Picking my nose, Its quite relief usually .. ;)  )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;( Ah! Snoozing!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uncertainity in Life ( the Queer way it unfolds)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Wallet when it is full&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cellphone, Camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;  Things I hate…&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;  Things I don't understand…&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;A lot of things which we take for certain/granted, Assumptions and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;illogical belief systems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Society&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;(My Boss, whenever, he tells me what to do and not to do)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;( how can run of the mill bollywodd flicks draw crouds, again and again)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;( ditto for politics, are we all so dumb to be lead by bigger dumboz!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;(&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why  &lt;/span&gt;do people &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAG??) S'rint please answer!!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How come it is very difficult for us to change ourselves, and we still ( knowing this) expect people around us( and the environment) to change in a jiffy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why do we do most of the things we do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;अरे यार यह बहुत लंबी हो जायेगी LIST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;  Things on my desk…&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;A pen stand&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A digital clock&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;water ( bottle)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MOUSE AND MONITOR&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;पचास पैसे का सिक्का ( a 50 paise coin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;  Things I'm doing right now…&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;(BAH!!) This TAG&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;(Kyle Playing)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chatting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;  Things I want to do before I die…&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn a few languages ( sanskrit, Marathi, urdu, few other)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read the Quran, Bhagwad Geeta(  स्री भगवद गीता )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Travel as many places as I can ( if possible the whole world)!DRIVE&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have great life parter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn some musical instruments ( the tabla, The guitar.. which is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still staring at me saying, when will you start with me??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;  Things I can do…&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jabber&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be silent&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Convince people (logic Bombs, they usually work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;  Things I should listen to…&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Myself ( Decipher myself first..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I am at it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pure rivers ( like the ganga.. and not the ones that run in cities!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Birds!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;  Things I should never listen to…&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Free opinions&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;(Trashy hindi movie dialogues)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Negative people, and spiralling negativies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;  Things I'd like to learn…&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Covered in what to do&lt;br /&gt;हे भगवान् ! इतना लम्बा पेपर !!    Oye Shitint !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;  Of my favourite foods…&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rajma Chawal ( राजमा चावल)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Mc Donalds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Parathas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Superb Cheezy sandwiches ( Byself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;  Beverages I drink regularly…&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Water and more water&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flavoured variances of above...( YEAH Most of them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;  Of my favourite childhood shows/books…&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;He man&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Batman 2080 AD( futuristic वाला)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;JOhny Quest&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TOM and Jerry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All Tintins&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ओये&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;शुकर&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;है&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;खतम&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;हुआ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who else I wanna TAG!!!&lt;br /&gt;well , anybody who wants to .. no forcing ( :P)&lt;br /&gt;MOst of the people who would be reading this would already have been tagged by this... But If you feel its an inetesrting way to fidning and dicovering your self please do!!&lt;br /&gt;I belive some questions wer really worth pondersing over///&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;  Things I don't understand…  Things I should listen to…  Things I want to do before I die…!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-865838290997657351?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/865838290997657351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=865838290997657351&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/865838290997657351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/865838290997657351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/04/tagorama.html' title='TAG&apos;O&apos;Rama (हाय रब्बा )'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-4594131334712626345</id><published>2007-04-06T11:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-06T11:20:33.613+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Chat with me</title><content type='html'>Now you can chat with me any time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="standardUI" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=" height="335" width="535" align="middle" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="14155"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="8864"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://mycybertwin.com/ui/standardUI.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://mycybertwin.com/ui/standardUI.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Window"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="ShowAll"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value="FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;param name="Profile" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="ProfileAddress" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="ProfilePort" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mycybertwin.com/ui/standardUI.swf" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="535" height="335" name="standardUI" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="baseUrl=http://www.mycybertwin.com&amp;logoPath=/images/web-logo.gif&amp;cssPath=/ui/styles.css&amp;useridnum=5812"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-SIZE: 10px; 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presentation!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes there was a conflict in my mind...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there is still is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run ? Or Walk and Enjoy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-3005689042792533210?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.nytimes.com/2007/03/31/business/31shortcuts.html?ex=1332993600&amp;en=831d442ec597e206&amp;ei=5124&amp;partner=permalink&amp;exprod=permalink' title='Run Run Run  ( दौड़, किसके लिए )'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/3005689042792533210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=3005689042792533210&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/3005689042792533210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/3005689042792533210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/03/run-run-run.html' title='Run Run Run  ( दौड़, किसके लिए )'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-8660599692338601882</id><published>2007-03-25T22:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:37:48.092+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>पाठशाला ( The School )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RgauQmVa80I/AAAAAAAAAQA/nmARrm-LwzA/s1600-h/MOFO_614+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045912032706753346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RgauQmVa80I/AAAAAAAAAQA/nmARrm-LwzA/s400/MOFO_614+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes the पाठशाला !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a part of the Corporate Social Initiative.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We could Volunteer to teach the children of a Municipal( government) School, extra classes. I signed up long time back....But just never tunrned  up for any meeting ... Basically Bunk.. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally last fortnight I got in touch, took out the days when I would teach ( maths , ya thats what I could). I asked for the book (seventh Grade .. no Problem)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aha!!॥ then the Surprise happened.. बीटा तुम्हे हिंदी या मराठी में पढना होगा !!( you need to teach in hindi or marathi)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Having done my Schooling from a convent and a non english medium skool from Chandigarh, yeah Marathi was out!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and Hindi!!! Gawk!!! ( ok I know my hindi essays carried more spelling mistakes that the essay marks could afford, But I knew Hindi!!!) I Thought to myself.. lets see..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and then it happened, The Book!! in hindi.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Geometry (आयत , त्रिभुज , त्रिकोने , चाप .... आ आ एयो !!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well th&lt;/strong&gt;is is what my studnets have taught me... ( hee !! Hee!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After a few classes I am in the flow, But God!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But let me tell you, It can be really challenging teaching, these SMART Alecs...!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The smart Ass Political collegues around u in office look puny infront of these tiny -sweet looking mosnters, who wanna take ur pants off for the hell of it!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;हां! हां !&lt;br /&gt;किन्तु मज़ा आया दो तीन अभ्यास पढ़ाने के बाद! अब  कुत्च लगता है कि हमे भी कुत्च तो आता है , और हां कुत्च सीख भी रहे है !!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-8660599692338601882?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/8660599692338601882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=8660599692338601882&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/8660599692338601882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/8660599692338601882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post_25.html' title='पाठशाला ( The School )'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RgauQmVa80I/AAAAAAAAAQA/nmARrm-LwzA/s72-c/MOFO_614+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-4252703233072801763</id><published>2007-03-24T11:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-24T11:06:08.162+05:30</updated><title type='text'>अरे वाह !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;अब देखो मज़ा आ गया !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;अब कुछ लेख हिंदी में नज़र आएंगे !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the enw tool bar by blogger i can switch between hindi and english !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh so कूल !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-4252703233072801763?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/4252703233072801763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=4252703233072801763&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/4252703233072801763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/4252703233072801763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='अरे वाह !'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-1027925495499350458</id><published>2007-03-16T16:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-06T23:13:49.887+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>The Game Of Life</title><content type='html'>"DO you remeber the games you/we/people play with children, in which no one wins..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(er.. no..frowning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its when a grown plays with a very small kid, say cards or just!... at the end of the game.. the grown up says ..&lt;br /&gt;'ok.. so you get this and I get that.. and that you and me have both won'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now lets restart playing!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"S" was telling me...( when I asked about how was your day with you spiritual discussion group)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I could not quite recall THOSE kind of games..but I understood, what she said after it&lt;br /&gt;.." Life is just like that a game in which everyone wins in the end...and then it is over..and re-started..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aim is to actually enjoyand to play are part well , and enthusiastically.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, with the same thread running in my head crossed the saying..referring to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' at the end of the game(Chess) the king and the pawn go back in the same BOX!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so very important to live our parts well and enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;and not getting involved so much in winning.&lt;br /&gt;As we need to absorb, WHAT are we winning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-1027925495499350458?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/1027925495499350458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=1027925495499350458&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/1027925495499350458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/1027925495499350458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/03/game-of-life.html' title='The Game Of Life'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-1619276153767388780</id><published>2007-03-09T16:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-06T23:13:49.889+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>The Need</title><content type='html'>The need is never fulfilled&lt;br /&gt;Never&lt;br /&gt;What is the need?&lt;br /&gt;For starters....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any one with a job is either overworked or Underworked ( talk to IT people on the BENCH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are either too Happy or depressed ( nothing, middle path, normal is becoming difficult to find nowadays)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are either underpaid or underpaid( Ok this is special case!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are either hungry or you have over-eaten( too full)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are either bored or no time to even think about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food is either too spicy or bland. Too sweet or just not sweet enough!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I am sure quite a few among us feel that above is just not the case!!&lt;br /&gt;Life is found in the NORMAL STATE!! ( if there is anything like that !!) ( the Middle Path from Gautam Buddha's Philosophy)[really??!!?...mail me..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am sure we all tend to notice only the very sharp , The extremes!!( YEAH and miss out that the life is to be enjoyed in the In-betweens!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who sense this change way to often and are over-sensitized to it are among the few who are PRONE to BRINGING about change!!&lt;br /&gt;in their own lives or surrounding Environment ( read surrounding universe...as all our actions Effect the surrounding UNIVERSE&lt;br /&gt;[and not AFFECT....do u know the difference???])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone senses THE NEEDs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But only a few have a lower limit threshold of bearing it!!&lt;br /&gt;How Long can you BEAR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The NEED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The NEED to CHANGE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-1619276153767388780?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/1619276153767388780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=1619276153767388780&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/1619276153767388780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/1619276153767388780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/03/need.html' title='The Need'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-5454593198648421627</id><published>2007-03-08T23:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-06T23:13:49.890+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>The Happy List!!!!</title><content type='html'>(Continued from the TAG)&lt;br /&gt;Yes..&lt;br /&gt;the way is the happy list!!&lt;br /&gt;We need to make a longer list of things that make a really happy!&lt;br /&gt;And shorten the list that make us cross!&lt;br /&gt;and make the "Happy List" Easiest to achieve!!&lt;br /&gt;Do th exercise and think about what I have ritten&lt;br /&gt;It makes a lot of sense&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-5454593198648421627?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/5454593198648421627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=5454593198648421627&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/5454593198648421627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/5454593198648421627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-list.html' title='The Happy List!!!!'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-3214448929806817426</id><published>2007-02-26T22:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-26T23:07:32.717+05:30</updated><title type='text'>You are Tagged</title><content type='html'>Yes!! You..&lt;br /&gt;Any one reading this is tagged.. tagged to reply and free to tag just about anyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; You need to enlist n things that made you really happy and another m things that made you really cross and comepletely Upset in the last one week only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Ok WTF are these N, M?? right?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well these are just about any numbers.. any .. same or other wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHY this?: Well there is a reason.. that will be told in the next post. ( yeah like all the great Miss-Trees, this one remains one..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ok this tag does appear out of nowhere on my blog(s).&lt;br /&gt;As I am not the Tagg Tagg type of person, but there is more to this tag.&lt;br /&gt;Just that lifes funnie and my constant attmpt to unravel the mysteries of it is on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/7157015-3214448929806817426?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/3214448929806817426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=3214448929806817426&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/3214448929806817426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/3214448929806817426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-are-tagged.html' title='You are Tagged'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-408701283176341046</id><published>2007-02-20T22:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:37:48.849+05:30</updated><title type='text'>rock'n'roll</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RdstlIPA3rI/AAAAAAAAALw/8ShMc5Iy-fs/s1600-h/JAN2004_106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RdstlIPA3rI/AAAAAAAAALw/8ShMc5Iy-fs/s400/JAN2004_106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whatever you do, I feel Rocking your life a little too much can really be a Problem at times!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-408701283176341046?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/408701283176341046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=408701283176341046&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/408701283176341046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/408701283176341046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/02/rocknroll.html' title='rock&apos;n&apos;roll'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYc9Ds6qMzg/RdstlIPA3rI/AAAAAAAAALw/8ShMc5Iy-fs/s72-c/JAN2004_106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-8014843326515064270</id><published>2007-02-11T02:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-06T23:06:22.822+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Pro-Motion</title><content type='html'>Little did I know On the Monday morning that my boss would call me out to be in Dehradunthe next day moring before 10AM for a Meeting, handing me over &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SOME  &lt;/span&gt;letter calling for a meeting for blah blah blah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I had just got prometed on saturday last! And it seemed that my subtle desire to travel a lot got magnified a little more beofre reaching the Ever Potent Powerful Universe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO by 3PM I was home packing hurriedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RK calls up" what about our visit to Bangalore? And next day we have to be at Aero India too!? Are we on?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err. Oh yes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"should I book the tickets for you too..?"&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;yayaya whatever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And As usual I reached a little early at the airport and... as usual, the flight was a little late!!&lt;br /&gt;never-the less Iwas in deli, (not eagerly) waiting to get over with Dinner and reach H.Nizzamudin Railway station to cath the 2330 Train to Dehradun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached at 6 Am!!&lt;br /&gt;Yawned out to the station..&lt;br /&gt;But wait&lt;br /&gt;(rewind)&lt;br /&gt;Its KKKKOLD  and cloudy and wait.. its raining!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I rushed to the auto...and ran...&lt;br /&gt;relaxed at the room before getting ready for the 10 Am meeting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like those Physics Lectures!!( yeah I kept ..waking up!!)&lt;br /&gt;before 3 and before getting free i came to be  aware that Rishikesh was just 1 Hour away and I wated to attend the famout Arti scheduled at 530 PM everyday..&lt;br /&gt;Before the econd split, I had decided!&lt;br /&gt;SOME HOW.. at 345PM I was en-route to Rishikesh!!&lt;br /&gt;Reached at 450Pm and my Uncle was theer to picke me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From his amazing house where we could see the Ganges, I walked down through the Jhula Bridge and reached to attend the Arti!!&lt;br /&gt;..( well no words can explain the experiance)&lt;br /&gt;Next morning I was in Haridwar to cath my Train back to delhi...&lt;br /&gt;Ah!!&lt;br /&gt;as Usual the train delayed and I reachedby 4 Pm only!!&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;the bloody 8 PM Jet took off at 11Pm , due to some F@#$%ll flight which got stuck on the Tarmac and blocked all landings and take offs for 45 mins!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in time to take a print and co-rdinate that I have a 630Am flight to Bangalore...!!&lt;br /&gt;reached home by 1 am ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hit the bed by 2ish&lt;br /&gt;-woke 4ish&lt;br /&gt;-to reach the airport by 6ish!!&lt;br /&gt;- B'lore airport and Traffic///&lt;br /&gt;and more Traffic&lt;br /&gt;-  Then the meeting and more...&lt;br /&gt;- Finally pooped out met Richie !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next the morning &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;was the aero_India!!!!&lt;br /&gt;A-W-E-S-O-M-E!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND &lt;/span&gt;Finally hit back Mumbai with Mr.Sonu Nigam( yeah in the Kingfisher flight.. those rascals stole Deo!! darm you Mallaya!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that !! Was my WEEK!!&lt;br /&gt;and they say Promotion makes you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRO-MOTION!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-8014843326515064270?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/8014843326515064270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=8014843326515064270&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/8014843326515064270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/8014843326515064270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/02/pro-motion.html' title='Pro-Motion'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-6370572763152109052</id><published>2007-02-04T19:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-04T22:50:52.361+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bloggers meet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Traffic Signal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>e-motions!!</title><content type='html'>After brief post on the super Bloggerz meet of "Zero-Seven" on my &lt;a href="http://untruelife.blogspot.com/"&gt;LIfe Blog&lt;/a&gt;( &lt;a href="http://untruelife.blogspot.com/2007/02/soul-fry-bandrada-meet.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;), I was at the pvr catching up with Madhur B's Take in the Traffic Signal!!&lt;br /&gt;The emotes of some folks of my gang threw me into.. "emotions"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF a non human peeks at the behaviour of us &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Naked-Ape-Zoologists-Study-Animal/dp/0385334303"&gt;Naked Apes&lt;/a&gt;, he would be queerly surprised!!&lt;br /&gt;We pay ( to watch movies/ Theatre/TV, etc) to emote ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seemingly a simple chemical reactions of Hormones( cheimcals , made out of Protiens that we eat...read pulses, fish etc...) produced by our perceptions of reality ( dependent on yet again our peception of reality)... Which Affects further our perception to reality and how the chemical reaction continues!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh No!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I interlink too much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well luckily me and N and lots to catch up and this wierd idiosyncrasy did not catch up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And back my our dear Hiranandani, the newly Opened &lt;a href="http://www.breadtalk.com/stores.htm"&gt;Breadtalk&lt;/a&gt; soothed it all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( will post more about dhhhhe Grrr88 Bhloggerz Meet !!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-6370572763152109052?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/6370572763152109052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=6370572763152109052&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/6370572763152109052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/6370572763152109052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/02/e-motions.html' title='e-motions!!'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-24656575554042090</id><published>2007-01-26T22:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-26T23:00:49.347+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>What do you Want!!</title><content type='html'>This is a culmination of interesting electric pulses in my neurons[:))]&lt;br /&gt;Well you in life,  right from roght now to to anytime in  your life from Right now  +/- anyother time/&lt;br /&gt;Everything we perceive depends on What We Want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every emotion is dependednt on what we want?&lt;br /&gt;What you want ....?&lt;br /&gt;Right now?&lt;br /&gt;Later?&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Much Later?&lt;br /&gt;Before you die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You life...is dependent on how clear you mind is to the answers to these quiestions..&lt;br /&gt;and weather you have them or not!!&lt;br /&gt;...&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/7157015-24656575554042090?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/24656575554042090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=24656575554042090&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/24656575554042090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/24656575554042090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-do-you-want.html' title='What do you Want!!'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-4102208563445353402</id><published>2007-01-24T09:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-06T23:06:22.824+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>In continuation of the paradigm shift</title><content type='html'>Week in Review&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why Are There So Many Single Americans?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By KATE ZERNIKE&lt;br /&gt;Published: January 21, 2007&lt;br /&gt;It’s worth repeating: the “marriage gap” isn’t about men and women. It’s about class and education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/01/21/weekinreview/21zernike.html?ex=157680000&amp;en=551e63730380457d&amp;amp;ei=5124&amp;partner=permalink&amp;amp;exprod=permalink"&gt;http://www.nytimes.com/2007/01/21/weekinreview/21zernike.html?ex=157680000&amp;en=551e63730380457d&amp;amp;ei=5124&amp;partner=permalink&amp;amp;exprod=permalink&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-4102208563445353402?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.nytimes.com/2007/01/21/weekinreview/21zernike.html?ex=157680000&amp;en=551e63730380457d&amp;ei=5124&amp;partner=permalink&amp;exprod=permalink' title='In continuation of the paradigm shift'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/4102208563445353402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=4102208563445353402&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/4102208563445353402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/4102208563445353402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/01/in-continuation-of-paradigm-shift.html' title='In continuation of the paradigm shift'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-8883098644665994072</id><published>2007-01-22T23:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-23T00:01:16.807+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paradigm Shift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>Paradigm Shift</title><content type='html'>Just saw the                    &lt;a href="http://carteles.metropoliglobal.com/paginas/pgrande.php?id=125447&amp;caso=2"&gt;The Shawshank Redemption, (137 Min) !!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last scene where &lt;a href="http://www.thewe.cc/contents/more/archive/april2003/timrobbins2.jpg"&gt;Tim Robbins&lt;/a&gt;, is washing his boat and meets Morgan remided me again of the Paradigm shift That i think is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered(Also), about one of my uncles who is currently staying in &lt;a href="http://haridwar.nic.in/"&gt;Haridwar&lt;/a&gt;, after:~ A good career in US, ~returning to India,~ Having gone through a not so successfule Marriage, ~A divorce and Now..&lt;br /&gt;Yes Now.. ( as I percieve him to be a happy MAN) is having his own apartment by the Ganga, His own car, a Plasma TV, A laptop, a sexy PDA-Cell Phone, His Car and Not to Unmention his good (girl)Friends  [:P] and HEY... lemme tell you , I haven seen him work in the last 15 years...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Again recalled talking to some of my friends earlier last week, About How the society has been Morphing in a very fast way and the institution Called &lt;a href="http://www.google.co.in/url?sa=t&amp;ct=res&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fen.wikipedia.org%2Fwiki%2FMarriage&amp;amp;ei=4f-0RfChJI6wsALGqOxU&amp;usg=__qizaokkZNXovaROrk01VW4PesvQ=&amp;amp;sig2=RumTLH0SA1IB43EY83ln8g"&gt;Marriage!!&lt;/a&gt; seems to have lagged behind.. way behind !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has not evolved, the Humans around and changed like Blitzkrieg!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( just recalled the &lt;a href="http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2005/12/paradigm-shift.html"&gt;Paradigm Shift &lt;/a&gt;... on 22/12/2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was chatting with Viewer, and some other friends also agree.. that probabaly men and women are not made for each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I now Think that the Mars and the Venus and evolved..&lt;br /&gt;evolved so much now that their Paths have veered....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They need to steer back( &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Entropy"&gt;Decrease Entropy.&lt;/a&gt;. Impossible ..as per science)&lt;br /&gt;Or something Un-Imaginable is Lined up..&lt;br /&gt;what say!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-8883098644665994072?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/8883098644665994072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=8883098644665994072&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/8883098644665994072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/8883098644665994072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2007/01/paradigm-shift.html' title='Paradigm Shift'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-2368386967902804523</id><published>2006-12-18T22:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-18T22:52:54.378+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decisions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='course correction'/><title type='text'>OFF- Course// What Correction</title><content type='html'>WoW&lt;br /&gt;The title seems to be inetersting after the one below!&lt;br /&gt;Its an instersting Irony..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually complaint about not liking people who are too negative! But here , Today I find my OWN self in a complete negative spiral...&lt;br /&gt;and No.. Its not like the usual excuse, that i dunno why&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;I do..&lt;br /&gt;But that is where the interesting challenge comes in!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Knowing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Yeah the Simple &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fails to Highlight the importance of the Pain and pleasure that Knowing can bring!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge can be power, but hey.. dont forget.. the same when viewed in light of " Ignorance is bliss"..its pretty different&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still trying to locate innovative ways to Re-boot my self...&lt;br /&gt;well am at a little loss!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"every decision is taken at the moment , with the knowledge in THAT moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the apprehension of the uncertain future combined with the current knowledge of the In-ability to completely Un-do past decisions is is way too much to bear at times"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&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/7157015-2368386967902804523?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/2368386967902804523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=2368386967902804523&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/2368386967902804523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/2368386967902804523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2006/12/off-course-what-correction.html' title='OFF- Course// What Correction'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-3915873834731143577</id><published>2006-12-18T00:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-06T23:06:22.825+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Course Correction</title><content type='html'>I Just downloaded, a copy of this Blog as a PDF.&lt;br /&gt;Something I wanted to do!&lt;br /&gt;Not that it is already a big book, But just wanted to, after its Year was completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Some course correction was initiated. I started with a report on Mutual Funds, something whcih was being postponed for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;I started it!&lt;br /&gt;( yes, as a good friend of mine MJ also says, " Initiation of something , anything, is a BIG task, Not to Unmnetion the next bigger is towards the end)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I was not exactly motivated by the Anon quote in Times of India today," I you want to feel richer, count all that you h ave, which money cannot Buy"....&lt;br /&gt;I was going thru an old diary and this blog of mine...&lt;br /&gt;I realised, How much change has actually caught on in my own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thru' when I kep thinking that lifes not moving.. It was zipping by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like "N" says.."time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aur&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paisa nikalna padta hai "&lt;/span&gt;( you have to take out money and time for anything with a special effort)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sat late, Initiating the Project and hence this entry, so late at Sunday Night.&lt;br /&gt;Overlooking the "as always" plans to go for a ealry morning JOG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But i have learnt something, right now, For real happiness, I need to stretch doing what I really like and hence find both.. what I like and how to remain and regain the "state of Happiness"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;err.. I just hope I am not blabbing at this hour in the night!!&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the case, some course correction is important in all's lives!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/7157015-3915873834731143577?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/3915873834731143577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=3915873834731143577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/3915873834731143577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/3915873834731143577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2006/12/course-correction.html' title='Course Correction'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-116420412021303223</id><published>2006-11-22T19:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-06T23:13:49.894+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>PAIN!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Life's Meanings keep changing for all.. with time..&lt;br /&gt;What It is ... has inspred,and made to perspire Plenty!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, I think its like a whole wide fertile universe.. for us to go out do anything..&lt;br /&gt;just about anything...&lt;br /&gt;Strangely...we meet people, with VIEWS.. formed by seeing thier own ways and routes in the HUGE POTENT Universe..&lt;br /&gt;and get biased maybe..&lt;br /&gt;Some poeple get together at one place, in terms of their views and form civililazitons anywhere and everywhere in this Universe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they settle with thoughts and opnions...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till someone who is unahppy with a few things, tries walking out ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ususally they discover another such civilisation... and go there and stay there for good or for some time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some .. when they move out, find that more than one such civilizations.. exist..and become confused... where to go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and weigh and usually end up in one of the few they see..&lt;br /&gt;and settle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some Rare ones&lt;/span&gt;, have a little more energy, and climb up a huge mountain.. to try and SEE from the TOP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; some of these manage to see one or two more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some end up realising that wait... I dont want to live in these civilizations...&lt;br /&gt;They Just sit there!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They think they wan to detach and find happiness!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then there are the Rare ones....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who know about this prime Wisdom...already..&lt;br /&gt; that the open blank areas they see in the huge wide POTENT universe .. the barren Space.. is for THEM..&lt;br /&gt;To Do JUST about anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They need to set their TARGETS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What they want to build there!!!a civilization...? or a Monument.. for people to come and marvel.. or a Palace to live in!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its upto YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; YOU DEFINE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;weather you want to setlle with thoughts/ structures in live...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;or you WANT some thing else..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only deciding factor which pushes people... real hard to climb mountains and create civilizations or monuments or palaces... is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PAIN..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yes the PAIN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tolerance &lt;/span&gt;thresh-hold of anything...&lt;br /&gt;anything&lt;br /&gt;makes you move..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it creates a disturbance....in you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you create a didturbance in the Universe..&lt;br /&gt;and mind you&lt;br /&gt;its only YOU and YOU alone who defines your own pain standards...&lt;br /&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;so go ahead... decide ..&lt;br /&gt;what are you happy with&lt;br /&gt;and what pains you more..&lt;br /&gt;GO on CLIMB HIGHER and discover.. more.. more and seeWHAT LIES AROUND in the potent universe&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-116420412021303223?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/116420412021303223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=116420412021303223&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/116420412021303223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/116420412021303223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2006/11/pain.html' title='PAIN!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-116404895632811403</id><published>2006-11-21T00:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-06T23:06:22.827+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>138th "The Vagina Monologues"</title><content type='html'>20The November 2006, 7PM; Dadar, Mumbai India&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast: Dolly Thakore, Avantika Akerkar, Jayati Bhatia, Sonali Sachdev, Mahabanoo Mody-Kotwal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes; Some of the people passing this entry may feel strange ( a Simple Strage) to see and entry about this Play from a guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;( For the Un-initiated about it, please look up the title or click on it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The Supposed&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BOLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;was a very interestig One hour spent!&lt;br /&gt;Specially, I feel its definately a must wacth for all the mortals having one ( yeah I am talking about the Vagina.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a lot of Panache the subject of The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VAGINA&lt;/span&gt; , which...........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://untruelife.blogspot.com/2006/11/138th-vagina-monologues.html"&gt;More...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-116404895632811403?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://untruelife.blogspot.com/2006/11/138th-vagina-monologues.html' title='138th &quot;The Vagina Monologues&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/116404895632811403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=116404895632811403&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/116404895632811403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/116404895632811403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2006/11/138th-vagina-monologues.html' title='138th &quot;The Vagina Monologues&quot;'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-116206417317504360</id><published>2006-10-29T01:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-29T01:29:15.420+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Rejuvenate</title><content type='html'>Well one of the meanings says :(Rejuvenate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Return to life; get or give new life or energy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt; I have been dormant on this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHANGE&lt;/span&gt; Blog for long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i am not trying to prove wrong "Change is permanent theory"!!&lt;br /&gt;and now that i recall the snapshot of mind while publishing my last post I see &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEA &lt;/span&gt;Change!&lt;br /&gt;its diffucult to put in words and a single post.. but so much has changed in my life!&lt;br /&gt;my mind&lt;br /&gt;thoughts&lt;br /&gt;and perception..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So returning to rejuvenation, after returning from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; On the way back from Home to Mumbai ( home2 ??) I was absorbing and understanding the BASIC need.... of Drastic change is so important for rejunivating of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everything ( starting from self)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It was such a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tingling experiance  &lt;/span&gt;for my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;senses&lt;/span&gt; to see and experiance  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY WORLD  &lt;/span&gt;as it used to be a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;few ( Read 8-9) years&lt;/span&gt; ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It tells you so well &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;from where  &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By HOW MUCH &lt;/span&gt;have you moved.&lt;br /&gt;It is an experiance to be felt! and no words can explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Its like a mid project review, when the team suddenly realises.. after reading THOSE prelimenary docs... duh!!.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WE NEED COURSE correctiion..:P... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i declare the initiation of course correction .....&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck!!&lt;br /&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/7157015-116206417317504360?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/116206417317504360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=116206417317504360&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/116206417317504360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/116206417317504360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2006/10/rejuvenate.html' title='Rejuvenate'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-115627067142359053</id><published>2006-08-22T23:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-06T23:13:49.895+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>Who rules</title><content type='html'>This culmines from a lots of things and happenings!&lt;br /&gt;Pushed by &lt;a href="http://neha16.blogspot.com/"&gt;Neha and her post  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont know how her post will affect this one.. lets see!!&lt;br /&gt;So.. Who rules??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the county or the country or state or jazz..&lt;br /&gt;no not even you company or in your famili..&lt;br /&gt;WHO rules &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU!!!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yeah its easy to say.. I rule myself!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; But DO you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Changes you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your Beliefs?&lt;br /&gt;Your Thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;Your LIfe GOALS&lt;br /&gt;Your desires?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Your LIkes???&lt;br /&gt;Your Di-likes??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO?&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of them ? &lt;/span&gt;Sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I am not.&lt;br /&gt;its your Surrounding??&lt;br /&gt;The people..??&lt;br /&gt;The Media that influences your thoughts??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://neha16.blogspot.com/2006/08/more-questions.html"&gt;This POst  &lt;/a&gt;talked a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bout why we cannot change!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where as here I am questioning.. the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;BASICs!!&lt;br /&gt;WHO RULES YOU?&lt;br /&gt;WHO BRINGS ABOUT CHANGES IN YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your thoughts, Views and Perceptions are so dependent on Others?&lt;br /&gt;and Then they &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUILD on themselves&lt;br /&gt;( AS in what you agree to now, because of something or someone.. changes.. how you view the next thing..SO..&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But the core issue is..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You Really CAn control yorself..&lt;br /&gt;But you need to be aware!!.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a little more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More perceptual about what your surroudning and your own mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when we actually loose track...&lt;br /&gt;and flow effortlessly in a direction.. which after some times is not quite happy..&lt;br /&gt;es.. this post is just to make you re-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of your real dreams and desires and why are they really there...&lt;br /&gt;are they because of you, yourself..&lt;br /&gt;or because of thing you think you want to achieve.. that you think will give you ahppineess ( or something)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or you think you will become like someone.... when you behave like that.. because you... you think that is what everyones likes..&lt;br /&gt;Question yourself..!!&lt;br /&gt;re-confgure your own self!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-115627067142359053?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/115627067142359053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=115627067142359053&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/115627067142359053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/115627067142359053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2006/08/who-rules.html' title='Who rules'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-115350873037803498</id><published>2006-07-22T00:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-06T23:13:49.897+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>What is happening</title><content type='html'>So much has happened, but you think of it, in to-to, it seems just about nothing! The Mumbai blasts from a mumbaikar’s point are quite a shake! But from a marco world view, where huge strikes in Lebanon, Iraq and more or less just about everywhere in the world, you feel it has become a commonplace!&lt;br /&gt;“WHAT IS GOING ON”&lt;br /&gt;People think!&lt;br /&gt;Worry!Ponder!&lt;br /&gt;But really a very few selected whom have read, experienced and lived through a lot of CHANGE, or study… the culture of change can even Comprehend it.&lt;br /&gt;People talk about the “Lull before the storm”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I believe there is something called the slow movement, causing the HUGE change, which usually goes un-noticed by narrow-versioned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The slow and steady movements of the tectonic (earth) plates has re-structured earth looks today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darwin’s Evolution if studied is a KLASS case!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a point of view of an anthropologist (Desmond Morris), it is amazing to comprehend how and why we are the way we are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading about the change in our Socio-Industrial-Political structure from eyes of futurist Alvin and Heidi Toffler, you can come to realize about what is change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all that is not the point of this post!&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to understand about this huge change on the anvil and slowly happening under our feet in this world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose the newly found POWER/ freedom and energy of being connected / being online will bring about a new breed of human beings , not just culture and polity and psyche&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-115350873037803498?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/115350873037803498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=115350873037803498&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/115350873037803498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/115350873037803498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-is-happening.html' title='What is happening'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-115336867852813386</id><published>2006-07-20T09:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-20T09:41:23.376+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Advertisement</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You have to visit tell me if you want to join.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://err-gotta-go.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://err-gotta-go.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-115336867852813386?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/115336867852813386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=115336867852813386&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/115336867852813386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/115336867852813386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2006/07/advertisement.html' title='Advertisement'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-115293628930399825</id><published>2006-07-15T09:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-06T23:13:49.898+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Experience is not what happens to a man; it is what a man does with what happens to him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-115293628930399825?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/115293628930399825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=115293628930399825&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/115293628930399825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/115293628930399825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2006/07/experience.html' title='Experience'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-115177276924091737</id><published>2006-07-01T22:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-06T23:13:49.900+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>TRY!</title><content type='html'>Some things you learn good by experiance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure we all say and have heard a lot of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"try try till u succeed"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND LIKES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today i was up against some interestingly tough people!&lt;br /&gt;people who have a reputation of being oh! unhandleable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I now believe...&lt;br /&gt;try try try till you hit a big wall!&lt;br /&gt;buy dont stop&lt;br /&gt;hit it again and again&lt;br /&gt;if u have no luck&lt;br /&gt;then wait&lt;br /&gt;try to slowly push it!&lt;br /&gt;try slooooowly&lt;br /&gt;no!&lt;br /&gt;ok the look here and there at the edges!!&lt;br /&gt;look for some secret handles.. ( a lot of people have those special buttons...)&lt;br /&gt;try some permutations and combinations&lt;br /&gt;but try&lt;br /&gt;..and still if there no success at all!!&lt;br /&gt;at all!!&lt;br /&gt;take a few steps back....&lt;br /&gt;and check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may have some more intersting routes in life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-115177276924091737?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/115177276924091737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=115177276924091737&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/115177276924091737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/115177276924091737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2006/07/try.html' title='TRY!'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-115106169462587050</id><published>2006-06-23T16:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-23T17:06:29.853+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Suitable Mate ( have deviated initially)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;For a long time this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i-dea.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Change blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; has been throwing the Social topic to the backburner!&lt;br /&gt;After reading &lt;a href="http://karmicmusings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sanjay's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://karmicmusings.blogspot.com/2006/06/arranged-marriages.html"&gt;entry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and his reference enteries so put as (&lt;a href="http://kayboltos.blogspot.com/"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://aranyi.blogspot.com/2006/05/marriage-question.html"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;), and with the ongoing flux in my life, it seems my thoughts will spill on this blog too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supressing my desires to start from &lt;a href="http://www.desmond-morris.com"&gt;Desmond Morris' &lt;/a&gt;View of &lt;a href="javascript:open_cover("&gt;The Naked Ape&lt;/a&gt; Trioligy and likes I will come straight to Drastic changes which are very visible all around. Not to leave the fact how Indian Socio-View is bursting at its seams and coming out.&lt;br /&gt;No its not just about &lt;a href="http://labnol.blogspot.com/2004/12/baazee-ceo-arrested-over-dps-mms.html"&gt;DPS RKpuram delhi cock sucking MMS&lt;/a&gt;( or the zillions of its equivalents available on demand), or mildly outrageous &lt;a href="http://www.pinupgirlclothing.com/gobubadbufor.html"&gt;T-shirts&lt;/a&gt;(Must see link) being printed( ya i read about in a BT's article last fortnight, the article showing a bikini and George Bush, with pointers saying Good Bush Bad Bush)...&lt;br /&gt;Its a Big Change at very basic levels which is happening (has already gone a long way).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Change in the basic thought patterns.&lt;br /&gt;The Change in the percetion of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Religion ( ya, talk about sikhs without turbans, or short-cuts rituals... havent you heard those mantra CD's that are to be enchnated during (m)any religius ceremony?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Structure ( not just joint-nuclear family debate, but the basic &lt;a href="http://www.thelogicofsuccess.com/alvin-toffler-powershift.htm"&gt;Powershift&lt;/a&gt;( Alvin Toffler) between Matriach / Patriach familiy and now the Ethics fron fron the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nanny"&gt;Nanny&lt;/a&gt; ..leading to nanniarch? structure of the family)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The avaialbility of knowledge much earlier and much faster has drastically CHANGED so much, that at times it is difficult to comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Suitable Mate and the search for him/her in this fast evolving socio-structure (blitzkrieg) is a different Ball Game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My views roll back and forth between Love vs Arranged ( at least now i am thinking about it, as against a year back, when I had no faith in the institution itself)... Dont know why they tend to tilt some times towards arranged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- you know him/her ( but how much can you really know the other person and in how much time, when you and him/her are also constantly changing so much each day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- LOVE ( well, very tricky to comment on this...I have not been able to define/ comprehend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Understand from beforehand very well, so better compatibility ( yeah? how many friends, relatives( Parent?) have to much later had highly argumentative difference of opinion... if none... then WOW)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ( blanked out) help me here please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arranged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Families know each other ( So what?, not the intended bride / groom. How much are the in sync with their families, is a question is the first place)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Same / similar background, in terms of social ( what ? ) / financial ( ya have you seen how that changes witout notice) stature!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I have not even initiated other topics of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sex / Sexual orientation / experianed un experianed and its varied perception among the sexes and the ages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Cooking ( Cooking??? ) with no time/ eat out and MTR ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking at views of everyone here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz my belief is that "the Human Animal" has morphed so much socially and re-structed into verry different sets of social structure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living lives in their own Big/ small Niches / compartmentalised ( yeah in apartments), least bothered about their neighbours / parents (??) / and likes.&lt;br /&gt;With so much change in the social structures, the definations and fuctions of SOCIAL institutions need to ( well they are automatically) modified!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What say???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-115106169462587050?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/115106169462587050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=115106169462587050&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/115106169462587050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/115106169462587050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2006/06/suitable-mate-have-deviated-initially.html' title='The Suitable Mate ( have deviated initially)'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-115035207393225676</id><published>2006-06-15T11:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-06T23:13:49.901+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>FATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;NOUN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The ultimate agency that predetermines the course of events (often personified as a woman)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;An event (or a course of events) that will inevitably happen in the future&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Your overall circumstances or condition in life (including everything that happens to you)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VERB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Decree or designate beforehand&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes I know its perpetual chicken and egg!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You make your fate Vs. It’s all predestined&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But question to you all...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you completely Change your future?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Complete!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You decide one day... what the hell, I want to do that... any bizarre desire...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leave everything... travel far and wide experience the un-experienced.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Break the monotony of LIFE... of Society...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAN YOU?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current question troubling me.... CAN I??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-115035207393225676?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/115035207393225676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=115035207393225676&amp;isPopup=true' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/115035207393225676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/115035207393225676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2006/06/fate.html' title='FATE'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-115009130706789046</id><published>2006-06-12T11:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-14T10:25:40.900+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Brain works</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/640/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/mumbai%20pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-114996059251459452?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/114996059251459452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=114996059251459452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/114996059251459452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/114996059251459452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2006/06/ethans-tag-2.html' title='ethan&apos;s tag -2'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-114991301403871565</id><published>2006-06-10T09:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-10T09:46:54.066+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ethan's TAG!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://guts-do-it.blogspot.com/2006/05/then-now.html"&gt;http://guts-do-it.blogspot.com/2006/05/then-now.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/640/P1260621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/P1260621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-114991301403871565?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://guts-do-it.blogspot.com/2006/05/then-now.html' title='Ethan&apos;s TAG!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/114991301403871565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=114991301403871565&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/114991301403871565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/114991301403871565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2006/06/ethans-tag.html' title='Ethan&apos;s TAG!!'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-114916199554412414</id><published>2006-06-01T17:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-06T23:13:49.907+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>Religion...</title><content type='html'>I know it is a very controversial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;re-le(d)ge-ion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;br /&gt;Re=Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ledge= A projecting ridge on a mountain or submerged under water/ Some thing Visible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ion= A particle that is electrically charged (positive or negative); an atom or molecule or group that has lost or gained one or more electrons/ Something NOT visible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO, I am not a Athiest, I am A firm believer of MY RELIGION..( ...dont ask me what)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts were triggered in a party when some mentioned something about religion and My though thread went in a tangent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you take up IDEALISM approach to social structure, Implying our belief systems are goverened by what we see and hear and are told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My belief about what is religion:&lt;br /&gt;Some ONE ( gOD?..no human ) intiated pseudo-facts about GOD(like)s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who had Abilities out of the nornal human scope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in all domains.. physical, emotional, meta-anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these were made / told / re-told for various purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to explain the then un-explianed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to create abstract nouns.. Fath.. and allied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. the list can on on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the main FOCUS of what i believe relision wanted to address, got lost..&lt;br /&gt;the main focus being to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- CONTAIN HUMAN BEINGS MIND( from flowing in to tengents which were then not considered correct)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- TO CONTAIN FROM HARMING OTHERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- WRONG DOINGS ( SO DEFINED)&lt;br /&gt;.. and list goes on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these got lost..&lt;br /&gt;got lost coz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY( here they is GOD(LIKE) beings or their harbingers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all forgot&lt;br /&gt;- that THEY too were humans!!&lt;br /&gt;- THAT power currupts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many tried..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every try got a different name/ a different religion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minute flways of one caused futher complications due to potential and later evident CONFLICTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and LO!!&lt;br /&gt;here we are a huge huge bunch.. Just like the &lt;a href="http://untruelife.blogspot.com/2006/03/monkey-business.html"&gt;MONKEY story &lt;/a&gt;I told earlier!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what is religion to you?? tell me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/religion" rel="tag"&gt;religion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/culture" rel="tag"&gt;culture&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/theory" rel="tag"&gt;theory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-114916199554412414?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/114916199554412414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=114916199554412414&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/114916199554412414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/114916199554412414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2006/06/religion.html' title='Religion...'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7157015.post-114869473333716236</id><published>2006-05-27T07:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-06T23:13:49.908+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fundas'/><title type='text'>KNOWN Theori</title><content type='html'>.&lt;strong&gt;Murphy's Original Law&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there are two or more ways to do something, and one of those ways can result in a catastrophe, &lt;strong&gt;then someone will do it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Murphy's Law&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anything can go wrong -- it will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Murphy's First Corollary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left to themselves, things tend to go from bad to worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Murphy's Second&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;CorollaryIt is impossible to make anything foolproof because fools are so ingenious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quantized Revision of Murphy's Law&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything goes wrong all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murphy's ConstantMatter will be damaged in direct proportion to its value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Murphy PhilosophySmile... tomorrow will be worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7157015-114869473333716236?l=i-dea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/feeds/114869473333716236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7157015&amp;postID=114869473333716236&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/114869473333716236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7157015/posts/default/114869473333716236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-dea.blogspot.com/2006/05/known-theori.html' title='KNOWN Theori'/><author><name>AlterinG Abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342206953247531543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3907/194/320/M%3F%3F2028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry></feed>
