<?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-32452702</id><updated>2012-02-01T04:50:50.177+05:30</updated><category term='Me'/><category term='Think Twice - Are we Fools'/><category term='3 idiots'/><category term='Anna Hazare'/><category term='Rahul Gandhi'/><category term='Must Watch Movies'/><category term='Through the lenses'/><category term='Crappy Movies'/><category term='Good books'/><category term='Chetan Bhagat'/><category term='From my novel'/><category term='Core of My Heart'/><category term='Business of politics and politics of business'/><title type='text'>..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-3832023566127651272</id><published>2011-12-29T20:13:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-29T20:14:35.748+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Rajeev Gandhi - Top 20 Swiss Bank A/c holder - Ram Jeth Malani in Rajya Sabha</title><content type='html'>Rajiv Gandhi's Picture in top most account holders of SWISS BANK in Swiss Bank Investment Magazine long time back (2nd from right in bottom row).. no point for guessing that if such article is published now who will accupy the top 20 slots.. one who have been sucking the wealth of the nation for 64 years now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was discussed in the Rajya Sabha today.. raised by Mr. Ram Jeth Malani. 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Tech, IIT Bombay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON Rahul Gandhi: "I feel ashamed to call myself an INDIAN after seeing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what has happened here in UP".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Rahul,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU REALLY WANT TO FEEL ASHAMED???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't be disappointed, I would give you ample reasons to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ashamed... You really want to feel Ashamed..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* First Ask Pranav Mukherjee, Why isn't he giving the details of the account holders in the Swiss Banks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Ask your Mother, Who is impeding the Investigation against Hasan Ali?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Ask her, Who got 60% Kickbacks in the 2G Scam ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Kalamadi is accused of a Few hundred Crores, Who Pocketed the Rest in the Common Wealth Games?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Ask Praful Patel what he did to the Indian Airlines? Why did Air India let go of the Profitable Routes ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Why should the Tax Payer pay for the Air India losses, when you intend to eventually DIVEST IT ANYWAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Also, You People can't run an Airline Properly. How can we expect you to run the Nation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Ask Manmohan Singh. Why/What kept him quiet for so long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Are Kalmadi and A Raja are Scapegoats to save Big Names like Harshad Mehta was in the 1992 Stock Market Scandal ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Who let the BHOPAL GAS TRAGEDY Accused go Scot Free? (20,000 People died in that Tragedy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Who ordered the State Sponsored Massacre of SIKHS in 84?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Please read more about, How Indira Gandhi pushed the Nation Under Emergency in 76-77, after the HC declared her election to Lok Sabha Void!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* WHY ONLY HIGHLIGHT THIS ARREST?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Rahul, to refresh your memory, you were arrested/detained by the FBI the BOSTON Airport in September 2001.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were carrying with you $ 1,60,000 in Cash. You couldn't explain why you were carrying so much Cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Incidentally He was with his Columbian girlfriend Veronique Cartelli,&lt;br /&gt;ALLEGEDLY, the Daughter of Drug Mafia. 9 HOURS he was kept at the Airport. Later then freed on the intervention of the then Prime Minister Mr. Vajpayee.. FBI filed an equivalent of an FIR in US and released him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When FBI was asked to divulge the information, by Right/Freedom to Information Activists about the reasons Rahul was arrested ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FBI asked for a NO OBJECTION CERTIFICATE from Rahul Gandhi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Subramaniyam Swami wrote a Letter to Rahul Gandhi, " If you have NOTHING to HIDE, Give us the Permission"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE NEVER REPLIED!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did that arrest not make Headlines Rahul? You could have gone to the Media and told, "I am ashamed to call myself an INDIAN?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it that, you only do like to highlight Symbolic Arrests (like in UP) and not Actual Arrests (In BOSTON)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindly Clarify.....In any case, you want to feel ashamed, Read Along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR MOTHER'S SO CALLED SACRIFICE OF GIVING UP PRIME MINISTERSHIP in 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to a Provision in the Citizenship Act, A Foreign National who becomes a Citizen of India, is bounded by the same restrictions, which an Indian would face, If he/she were to become a Citizen of Italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Condition based on principle of reciprocity)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Since you can't become a PM in Italy, Unless you are born there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likewise an Italian Citizen can't become Indian PM, unless He/She is not born here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. SUBRAMANIYAM SWAMI (The Man who Exposed the 2G Scam) sent a letter to the PRESIDENT OF INDIA bringing the same to his Notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRESIDENT OF INDIA sent a letter to Sonia Gandhi to this effect, 3:30 PM, May 17th, 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swearing Ceremony was scheduled for 5 PM the same Day. Manmohan Singh was brought in the Picture at the last moment to Save Face!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest of the SACRIFICE DRAMA which she choreographed was an EYE WASH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact Sonia Gandhi had sent, 340 letters, each signed by different MP to the PRESIDENT KALAM, supporting her candidacy for PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of those letters read, "I Sonia Gandhi, elected Member from Rai Bareli, hereby propose Sonia Gandhi as Prime Minister."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So SHE was Pretty INTERESTED! Until She came to know the Facts! She didn't make any Sacrifice, It so happens that SONIA GANDHI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldn't have become the PM of INDIA that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be Ashamed about that Dear Rahul!! One Credential Sonia G had, Even that was a HOAX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINK ABOUT YOURSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go to Harvard on Donation Quota. ( Hindujas Gave HARVARD 11 million dollars the same year, when Rajiv Gandhi was in Power)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you are expelled in 3 Months/ You Dropped out in 3 Months.... (Sadly Manmohan Singh wasn't the Dean of Harvard that time, else you might have had a chance... Too Bad, there is only one Manmohan Singh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Why did you go about lying about being Masters in Economics from Harvard .. before finally taking it off your Resume upon questioning by Dr. SUBRAMANIYAM SWAMI (The Gentlemen who exposed the 2G Scam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At St. Stephens.. You Fail the Hindi Exam. Hindi Exam!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you are representing the Biggest Hindi Speaking State of the Country?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONIA GANDHI's EDUCATIONAL QUALIFICATIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonia G gave a sworn affidavit as a Candidate that She Studied English at University of Cambridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Cambridge University, there is no such Student EVER! Upon a Case by Dr. Subramaniyam Swami filed against her, She subsequently Dropped the CAMBRIDGE CREDENTIAL from her Affidavit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonia Gandhi didn't even pass High School. She is just 5th class Pass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this sense, She shares a common Educational Background with her 2G Partner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Crime, Karunanidhi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Fake your Educational Degree, Your Mother Fakes her Educational Degree. And then you go out saying, " We want Educated Youth into Politics!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mlo2jkVw0ZI/Tq0GO5ruxiI/AAAAAAAABEM/kut3ZKunjM4/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="306" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mlo2jkVw0ZI/Tq0GO5ruxiI/AAAAAAAABEM/kut3ZKunjM4/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY LIE ABOUT EDUCATIONAL CREDENTIALS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that Education is a Prerequisite for being a great Leader, but then you shouldn't have lied about your qualifications!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could feel a little ashamed about Lying about your Educational Qualifications. You had your reasons I know, Because in India, WE RESPECT&lt;br /&gt;EDUCATION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who cares about Education, When you are a Youth Icon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUTH ICON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You traveled in the Local Train for the first time at the Age of 38. You went to some Villages as a part of Election Campaign. And You won a Youth Icon!! ... That's why You are my Youth Icon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 25 Million People travel by Train Every day. You are the First Person to win a Youth Icon for boarding a Train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thousands of Postmen go to remotest of Villages. None of them have yet gotten a Youth Icon. You were neither YOUNG Nor ICONIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still You became a Youth Icon beating Iconic and Younger Contenders like RAHUL DRAVID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURNAME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakespeare said, What's in a Name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did he knew, It's all in the Name, Especially the Surname! Speaking of Surname, Sir DO YOU REALLY RESPECT GANDHI, OR IS IT JUST TO CASH IN ON THE GOODWILL OF MAHATMA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RCth8FQe1RU/Tq0GmIhWQ4I/AAAAAAAABEY/edyq3FiW59Q/s1600/cool-cartoon-2864382.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="194" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RCth8FQe1RU/Tq0GmIhWQ4I/AAAAAAAABEY/edyq3FiW59Q/s320/cool-cartoon-2864382.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the Name on your Passport is RAUL VINCI. Not RAHUL GANDHI..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be if you wrote your Surname as Gandhi, you would have experienced, what Gandhi feels like, LITERALLY ( Pun Intended)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You People don't seem to use Gandhi much, except when you are fighting Elections. ( There it makes complete sense).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine fighting elections by the Name Raul Vinci...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You use the name GANDHI at will and then say, " Mujhe yeh YUVRAJ shabd Insulting lagta hai! Kyonki aaj Hindustan mein Democracy hai, aur is shabd ka koi matlab nahin hai! YUVRAJ, Itna hi Insulting lagta hai, to lad lo RAUL VINCI ke Naam se!!! Jin Kisano ke saath photo khinchate ho woh bhi isliye entertain karte hain ki GANDHI ho.. RAUL VINCI bol ke Jao... Ghar mein nahin ghusaenge!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could feel ashamed for your Double Standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUTH INTO POLITICS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now You want Youth to Join Politics. I say First you Join Politics. Because you haven't Joined Politics. You have Joined a Family Business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First you Join Politics. Win an Election fighting as RAUL VINCI and Not Rahul Gandhi, then come and ask the youth and the Educated Brass for more involvement in Politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also till then, Please don't give me examples of Sachin Pilot and Milind Deora and Naveen Jindal as youth who have joined Politics. They are not Politicians. They Just happen to be Politicians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Like Abhishek Bachchan and other Star Sons are not Actors. They just happen to be Actors (For Obvious Reasons)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, We would appreciate if you stop requesting the Youth to Join Politics till you establish your credentials...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY WE CAN'T JOIN POLITICS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahul Baba, Please understand, Your Father had a lot of money in your Family account ( in Swiss Bank) when he died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ordinary Youth has to WORK FOR A LIVING. YOUR FAMILY just needs to NETWORK FOR A LIVING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If our Father had left thousands of Crores with us, We might consider doing the same. But we have to Work. Not just for ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But also for you. So that we can pay 30% of our Income to the Govt. which can then be channelized to the Swiss Banks and your Personal Accounts under some Pseudo Names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Rahul, Please don't mind If the Youth doesn't Join Politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are doing our best to fund your Election Campaigns and your Chopper Trips to the Villages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody has to Earn the Money that Politicians Feed On.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO WONDER YOU ARE NOT GANDHIs. YOU ARE SO CALLED GANDHIs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air India, KG Gas Division, 2G, CWG, SWISS BANK Account Details... Hasan Ali, KGB., FBI Arrest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to feel ashamed..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel Ashamed for what the First Family of Politics has been reduced to... A Money Laundering Enterprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO WONDER YOU ARE NOT GANDHI'S BY BLOOD. GANDHI is an adopted Name. For Indira didn't marry Mahatma Gandhi's Son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For even if you had one GENE OF GANDHI JI in your DNA. YOU WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN PLAGUED BY SUCH 'POVERTY OF AMBITION'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ambition of only EARNING MONEY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really want to feel Ashamed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel Ashamed for what you ' SO CALLED GANDHI'S' have done to MAHATMA'S Legacy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so wish GANDHI JI had Copyrighted his Name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I would request Sonia Gandhi to change her name to $ONIA GANDHI, and you could replace the 'R' in RAHUL/RAUL by the New Rupee Symbol!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAUL VINCI : I am ashamed to call myself an Indian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even we are ashamed to call you so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Popular Media is either bought or blackmailed, controlled to Manufacture Consent! My Guess is Social Media is still a Democratic Platform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Now they are trying to put legislations to censor that too!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Let's ask these questions, for we deserve some Answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOURS SINCERELY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NITIN GUPTA ( RIVALDO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. Tech, IIT Bombay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-3019717458879836300?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3019717458879836300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=3019717458879836300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/3019717458879836300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/3019717458879836300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2011/10/daring-letter-by-iitan-to-rahul-gandhi.html' title='A daring letter by an IIT&apos;an to Rahul Gandhi'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kdks40qeijs/Tq0GIdMd8qI/AAAAAAAABEA/ENUo0D85FoE/s72-c/rahul-gandhi-veronique.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-7607033016938244423</id><published>2011-09-10T19:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-10T19:16:05.559+05:30</updated><title type='text'>What's common between Manmohan Singh's expression and Dog's tail?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z21XxdrbSRA/TmtptwAgFUI/AAAAAAAABDs/wXZJY4HFw-U/s1600/imagesCAELKXT3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" width="315" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z21XxdrbSRA/TmtptwAgFUI/AAAAAAAABDs/wXZJY4HFw-U/s320/imagesCAELKXT3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The answer is... Manmohan's facial expression and the shape of Dog's tail are always the same.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always seen Manmohan Singh with the same expressionless face. His expressions are the same, whether he is happy (his boss is back), sad (his boss is in the US), excited (his marriage anniversary), super excited (his boss’ birthday) or anxious (during constipation). I am sure he wore the same expression during marriage as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to communication experts facial expressions conveys the emotional state of an individual. Well those who came out with this theory didn’t meet Manmohan, else they would have scrapped their theory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Darwin noted in his book The Expression of the Emotions in Man and Animals, “the young and the old of widely different races, both with man and animals, express the same state of mind by the same movements.” I am sure if Charles Darwin were to spend even a week with Manmohan Singh he won’t have written this book. Manmohan’s expressionless face proves even Darwin’s well researched book wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The famous Paul Ekman, a psychologist who has been a pioneer in the study of emotions and their relation to facial expressions, published a famous book UNMASKING THE FACE: A GUIDE TO RECOGNIZING EMOTIONS FROM FACIAL CLUES. This book has over 100 photographs which act as a guide to how emotion is registered in each part of the face. The latest news is that in the 2011 reprint edition the number of page(s) and photograph(s) in the book has been reduced to one only. It has Manmohan’ s one photograph that will act as a guide to understand various emotions through Manmohan’s one facial expressions.. sadness, anger, happiness, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way if you don’t believe me just take a look at Manmohan’s facial expressions based on certain photographs clicked in the last few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sad Manmohan&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1NZx2JN6CAQ/TmtgiYcp0GI/AAAAAAAABDM/MQoDFRQ74lo/s1600/Combine%2B4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1NZx2JN6CAQ/TmtgiYcp0GI/AAAAAAAABDM/MQoDFRQ74lo/s320/Combine%2B4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Manmohan&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qA0Pnxn5Om4/Tmtg0EJU53I/AAAAAAAABDU/dFx72FY3rRg/s1600/Combine%2B3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qA0Pnxn5Om4/Tmtg0EJU53I/AAAAAAAABDU/dFx72FY3rRg/s320/Combine%2B3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anxious Manmohan&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cdPWwQplnxw/TmthjT4cZuI/AAAAAAAABDc/NCky35oQdGE/s1600/Combine%2B2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cdPWwQplnxw/TmthjT4cZuI/AAAAAAAABDc/NCky35oQdGE/s320/Combine%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Excited Manmohan&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fwl-E1SvlLk/Tmth7OLPHHI/AAAAAAAABDk/6X7aovQDu6I/s1600/Combine%2B1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fwl-E1SvlLk/Tmth7OLPHHI/AAAAAAAABDk/6X7aovQDu6I/s320/Combine%2B1.jpg" /&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/32452702-7607033016938244423?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7607033016938244423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=7607033016938244423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/7607033016938244423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/7607033016938244423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2011/09/whats-common-between-manmohan-singhs.html' title='What&apos;s common between Manmohan Singh&apos;s expression and Dog&apos;s tail?'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z21XxdrbSRA/TmtptwAgFUI/AAAAAAAABDs/wXZJY4HFw-U/s72-c/imagesCAELKXT3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-3248454721728340932</id><published>2011-09-04T20:49:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-04T21:25:36.270+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good books'/><title type='text'>The self proclaimed Management Guru... you know who am I talking about!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-glKpSrI5K_Q/TmOXlOeAjLI/AAAAAAAABC8/fGx1jpTqkvI/s1600/deb-cover_1923390f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="293" width="220" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-glKpSrI5K_Q/TmOXlOeAjLI/AAAAAAAABC8/fGx1jpTqkvI/s400/deb-cover_1923390f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have started reading “The Beautiful and the Damned: Life in the New India” by Siddhartha Deb. The cover of the book has a warning, &lt;b&gt;“The first chapter of this book has been removed in accordance with a court order.” &lt;/b&gt;I got curious to find out more about the chapter which has been removed. Thanks to google I found the chapter. The chapter is titled, "The Great Gatsby: A Rich Man in India." It was first published in the magazine "The Caravan' under the title, &lt;b&gt;"SWEET SMELL OF SUCCESS - How Arindam Chaudhuri made a fortune off the aspirations—and insecurities—of India’s middle classes." &lt;/b&gt;Here’s a link to the chapter: http://rationalzom.blogspot.com/2011/06/sweet-smell-of-success-siddhartha-deb.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case the link doesn’t work by the time you access it, please drop me a note in the comment section. I will mail it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly I don’t want to comment on Arindam Chaudhri. However, at times I really get pissed off by the way he brags about himself. I mean he is the only person in this world who thinks that his last book “Discover the diamond in you” was a bestseller. There is an advertisement on this book being a bestseller every week in one of the business news channels such as CNBC TV18 or NDTV Profit. I would really be interested to know how many copies of this book have really been sold till date. Is Mr. Arindam Chaudhuri listening? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 years back I bought a book (The great Indian dream) written by this fellow and his Father. The punch line of the book was, “a must for every Indian.” After reading the first few chapters I really hated myself for buying the book. The Managing Partner of the firm (a very well read Man) that I was working with saw the book with me once. He said, “You should make good use of your hard earned money.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Caravan removed the story from their wesbite. As I mentioned earlier, you can read it by doing a google search. You know what….Arindam Chaudhori has sued Google India as well! I fail to understand why has he filed a suit in Silchar District of Assam when he is based out of Delhi and even Delhi Press (the owner of ‘The Caravan’ magazine) is based out of Delhi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book including the first chapter is available in the international market except India. So what's the point in filing a lawsuit and removing the first chapter in India. Guess Mr. Chowdhri is still living in the 18th century. He should know that these days books are sold internationally. I thought he was a marketing and management consultant!! Or, may be he thought (and wrongly so) that like his books, even Siddhartha Deb's books will be sold in India only. Or (let me try one more) may be he realized (and rightly so) that no one knows him outside India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, let me unravel the mystery behind the title of this post, "the self proclaimed management guru." I was looking for a suitable title for my post. That's when I googled "the self proclaimed management guru" and guess what... the first few links were pages on Arindam Chodhry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me come back to the controversial chapter on Arindam Chowdhary. According to the Caravan magazine &lt;i&gt;“The 10,000-word story was the result of several months of work by Siddhartha Deb, whose exhaustive reporting included interviews with Arindam Chaudhuri himself and several of his close associates who spoke openly about the IIPM and its critics, coverage of Chaudhuri’s public functions, and an account of considerable time spent on the IIPM campus."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way the book “the beautiful and the damned” is a nice and thought provoking read. The book has five stories of life in India on subjects ranging from farmers in Andhra Pradesh to a Manipuri waitress working in Delhi. Here’s a para from India Today’s review of this book published in Sep 12 issue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“…In his introduction Deb recalls two stories he worked on as a journalist-the first when he took a job in a call centre in order to be able to write about it from the inside, and the second his coverage of the 20th anniversary of the Bhopal gas disaster. He finds the 'fake' technology-driven world of the call centre contrasts with the dogged determination of old-style activist Abdul Jabbar who has devoted the large part of his life to fighting for the poorest of the victims of Bhopal. Deb finds them co-existing in the New India and they are the spur for him to strive to describe the different realities of this country through the lives of individuals.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On removal of the first chapter, Deb rightly said, &lt;i&gt;"..but that in itself says something about the state of affairs in India these days, where critiques of the powerful and wealthy, no matter how scrupulously researched, are subject so often to intimidation.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s an interesting extract from press release by The Caravan magazine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“The suit against The Caravan, which seeks huge damages, has been filed not in Delhi, where both the IIPM and the magazine’s publisher, Delhi Press, are based, but 2,200 km away in Silchar, Assam, 300 km from Guwahati, Assam’s capital. The IIPM filed the case at the Court of Civil Judge in Silchar district, through one Kishorendu Gupta, who operates Gupta Electrical Engineers in a Silchar suburb, and is the first plaintiff. IIPM is the second plaintiff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to The Caravan and its proprietors, the suit charges Siddhartha Deb, Penguin (the publisher of the upcoming book by Deb in which the article is a chapter), and Google India (which, the suit alleges, has been “publishing, distributing, giving coverage, circulating, blogging the defamatory, libelous and slanderous articles”).&lt;br /&gt;The civil court in Silchar granted the IIPM a preliminary injunction, enjoining Delhi Press to remove the article in question from their website, ex-parte, without any pre-hearing notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kishorendu Gupta is a commissioned agent who works for the IIPM on a contractual basis. Although Gupta is called a counselor, a contract between Gupta and IIPM shows Gupta is a recruitment agent who has commercial interest and is paid for his service on a commission basis. IIPM’s contract with Gupta states:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“for number of students enrolled between 1 to 24, the compensation would be  75,000 per student …[and] for anyone who crosses the 25 students mark, the compensation would be  90,000 per student…[and] for anyone who crosses the 50 student mark, the compensation would be  1,25,000 per student” (From the agreement submitted by the plaintiffs in the court).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is learnt that the IIPM has filed similar lawsuits against certain other publishers, also in Silchar, Assam, rather than in Delhi."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be interesting to see the outcome of the above cases. I am still curious as to why are these lawsuits filed in Silchar???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that Mr. Chaudhory doesn't file a lawsuit against me now and that too in Silchar. By the way if there's one surname that I can never spell correctly, it has to be Chowdhary. I mean just look at this one post alone. I probably have used 10,000 versions of Choudhory -- Chaudhari, Chaudhri, Chowdhary, Chowdhari, Chowdhri, Chaudhry, etc. etc. you can go and on by playing with the 'i's and the 'y's and the 'a's and the 'o's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me if the above post is about Arindam Chaudhri or the book, "the beautiful and the damned." I leave it upto you to decide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-3248454721728340932?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3248454721728340932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=3248454721728340932' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/3248454721728340932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/3248454721728340932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2011/09/self-acclaimed-management-guru-best.html' title='The self proclaimed Management Guru... you know who am I talking about!!'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-glKpSrI5K_Q/TmOXlOeAjLI/AAAAAAAABC8/fGx1jpTqkvI/s72-c/deb-cover_1923390f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-6552875620994819785</id><published>2011-08-26T21:01:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-26T21:06:08.959+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Rahul Gandhi breaks his fast!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DHXMRWVJ1Fw/Tle8JG4M-wI/AAAAAAAABCg/xvyqKjO_3OU/s1600/rahul_gandhi_gouri_20090601.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="302" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DHXMRWVJ1Fw/Tle8JG4M-wI/AAAAAAAABCg/xvyqKjO_3OU/s320/rahul_gandhi_gouri_20090601.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Anna Hazare and Rahul Gandhi started their fast on the same day – Anna Hazare’s fast was against corruption and Rahul Gandhi’s fast was against keeping his mouth shut on Jan Lokpal issue. While Anna Hazare is in a near death condition, Rahul Gandhi has broken his fast and finally spoke like a parrot today. Why did it take 10 days for Rahul to break his fast? When asked why he kept quiet for so long over the Jan Lokpal Bill, he said he wanted to think through it. &lt;b&gt;This has to be the joke of the century! The fact that he ‘thinks.’&lt;/b&gt; I have three fundamental questions for Rahul Gandhi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Why on Earth he needed 10 days to think through an issue that’s crippling this nation for more than 64 years now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Why on Earth he needed 10 days to think through a bill that’s been out in public for debate for more than 2 months now? Was he taking law classes to be able to decipher the bill? All that one needs to decipher the bill is knowledge of any language (English, Hindi, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Why on Earth he needed 10 days to come out with a speech that was nothing but a copy paste of what Manmohan Singh’s boss, Manmohan Singh and other members of the Congress party have been making for the last 64 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahul Gandhi also said that Lokpal need not be just a statutory authority, but can be elevated to a constitutional authority like the Election Commission of India. "Let us fortify the Lokpal bill," he said. He thinks we, the people of India are fools. Just imagine, there’s a person who has just been hit by a car and is seriously injured. He requests Manmohan to take him to a primary hospital. Manmohan says, wait for few more years, we will debate in the parliament, we will construct a high-tech hospital and then we will take you for treatment. This is exactly what is happening currently. Agreed that the Jan Lokpal Bill may not be enough to eradicate corruption, but why is the Government not willing to take the first step? Rahul Gandhi is using the new proposal of constitutional body to divert the attention of the people of this country. This means that we will not have a strong anti-corruption body for another 40-50 years. Another example of how he thinks that we, the people of India are fools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel pity for the people of this country that inspite of all these the self-proclaimed future PM will actually be the PM of this country very soon. And if that happens, be prepared to participate in the same debate for another 64 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I really salute Anna Ji! One good thing that his revolution has done is expose how Congress has been running the country for the past 64 years.&lt;/b&gt; Now I don't care whether the Jan Lokpal bill is passed or not!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-6552875620994819785?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6552875620994819785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=6552875620994819785' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/6552875620994819785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/6552875620994819785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2011/08/rahul-gandhi-breaks-his-fast.html' title='Rahul Gandhi breaks his fast!'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DHXMRWVJ1Fw/Tle8JG4M-wI/AAAAAAAABCg/xvyqKjO_3OU/s72-c/rahul_gandhi_gouri_20090601.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-3227109858256843491</id><published>2011-08-25T23:02:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-25T23:12:19.991+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anna Hazare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rahul Gandhi'/><title type='text'>Are you ready for Rahul's entertainment show?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JvYrlw95zP8/TlaG9sg7zuI/AAAAAAAABCY/_NlSJBByqWw/s1600/Rahul.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JvYrlw95zP8/TlaG9sg7zuI/AAAAAAAABCY/_NlSJBByqWw/s320/Rahul.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer a simple question: Who will Anna’s anti-corruption movement benefit the most? Your options are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) the opposition party BJP – now they have got an issue to debate in the parliament for the next 10 years (I am assuming and am sure that they will not be in the power for another 10 years, thanks to the pathetic manner in which they have responded to this movement);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) the ruling party – they have got something meaningful to keep themselves busy with (other than indulging in vote bank politics and worrying about how to win next elections by creating caste-divide);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) the media – needless to say that the ‘aam janta’ including housewives and children are watching news channels only (else, you will only see the likes of Rakhi Sawant and Bobby Darling grabbing the headlines);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(d) the public of India –  they see this movement as a ray of hope to end corruption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is (e) none of the above. Apologies for not giving you option (e). I am like this only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute. The real answer is option (f) Rahul Gandhi. Apologies again! I told you, I am like this only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the biggest beneficiary of this movement is not you or me. It is Rahul Gandhi. Like all other national issues the Congress Government is all set to give credit to the self-proclaimed future PM cum youth leader of India for resolving the Lokpal bill issue.  This has been Congress’ tactics for the past 6 years, i.e. building a platform for Rahul’s candidature. Here’s an example, today only Rahul Gandhi submitted a memorandum to the Prime Minister for enacting Land acquisition bill. The bill will be passed in the winter session and guess what, the self-proclaimed future PM will be given all credit for it, even though the poor farmers of India have been demanding a strong land acquisition bill since eternity.  His candidature has become stronger because of the way some of the senior leaders of Congress have acted dumb on the Lokpal issue (e.g. Manish Tiwari, Kapil Sibbal, Ambika Soni, Salman Khurshid, and the list is endless). I am not even sure if they are acting dumb on their own or they have been asked to do so by Manmohan’s boss to strengthen the candidature of her son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you don’t want to be ruled by someone who thinks leadership is all about fooling the public), wake up and make sure that you don’t let him fool the public anymore. Look at the picture above... let's ask him to do this for a day. I am sure it will be a rocking entertaining show :-)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-3227109858256843491?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3227109858256843491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=3227109858256843491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/3227109858256843491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/3227109858256843491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2011/08/who-will-benefit-from-annas-movement.html' title='Are you ready for Rahul&apos;s entertainment show?'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JvYrlw95zP8/TlaG9sg7zuI/AAAAAAAABCY/_NlSJBByqWw/s72-c/Rahul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-7193022876602898221</id><published>2011-08-22T18:57:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-22T22:52:10.909+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business of politics and politics of business'/><title type='text'>10 reasons why you should support Anna’s anti-corruption movement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qTmZ5q_L21U/TlJY4V3tyDI/AAAAAAAABCM/JjoGj6Xeg1g/s1600/manmohan_govt_vs_anna_hazare_1400455.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qTmZ5q_L21U/TlJY4V3tyDI/AAAAAAAABCM/JjoGj6Xeg1g/s320/manmohan_govt_vs_anna_hazare_1400455.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. This is the only movement where people are exercising their right, i.e. right to be heard and right to demand what is right. Gone are the days when our elected representatives enacted laws for us that were weak from head to toe and we didn’t care because we didn’t have time. They can no longer take us for granted. If the government can have two rounds of discussion with the public on an unimportant bill (for majority of the poor people of this country) like the direct tax code bill for 2 years, I don’t understand why they can’t have discussions with people of this country on the “Jan Lokpal bill.” You don’t need to be a lawyer to decide which bill is better --- (a) the “Lokpal bill” currently placed with the Parliamentary committee whose 40% members comprises of two very honest and clean politicians (Amar Singh and Lalu Prasad Yadav); or (b) the “Jan Lokpal bill” drafted by Anna and his team comprising of Kiran Bedi and Arvind Kejriwal (this draft has been revised after having rounds of discussions with all sections of the public). You can view the comparisons here: http://news.indiaagainstcorruption.org/?p=3022&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that you need is a reasonable knowledge of any language (English, hindi, tamil, etc.) to conclude which bill is better. The Jan Lokpal bill promises police protection to anyone who raises his voice against the corrupt so that we don’t have any more incidents similar to the murders of RTI applicants, the most recent being last Tuesday. The PM is kept out of the purview of the Govt’s version of Lokpal. Currently only CBI has the power to initiate investigation against the PM and guess what who does the CBI reports to?? It’s the PM only. Recently, govt has taken CBI out of RTI, thus further increasing the scope for corruption in CBI. Don’t you think that the PM should be brought within the ambit of the Lokpal bill? Read the above link to decide which bill is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. This is the only movement that has exposed how dumb a Prime Minister and a Person Mr. Manmohan Singh is. He is a Leader for God’s sake. Only a dumb person can allow Manish Tiwari and Veerbhadra Singh to utter nonsense after non-sense without taking any action. Only a dumb person can say that I don’t have jadoo ki chari (magic stick) when asked about his action plan to combat national problems such as corruption, etc. Only a dumb person would say that there’s “phoren hand” behind this movement and that developed countries are jealous of India’s progress and they are instigating Anna. I am sure management experts will re-write the definition of a “leader” if he continues as our Prime Minister for few more months.  Students of IIT Kharagpur have refused to take degrees from him today. A person of even slightest dignity and respect would have resigned by now. Don’t know what Mr. Mey Ki Kara Singh is made of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. This is the only movement that has exposed the incompetence of Yuvraj. He missed a great opportunity of silencing his critics and showcasing his leadership skills. He could have intervened in the matter and done what is right rather than doing what his Party thinks is right. Politics is not about making surprise visits to funerals of poor men in villages in “corporate jets.” It can please his party politicians (like Diggy) only and not sensible people of this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. This is the only movement that exposed that corrupt people such as Kalmadis and Rajas of the world are arrested only after Supreme Court’s intervention and that too after allegations against them are proved in 4-5 months. Everyone knows that the Government did this to give enough time to the accused to tamper with the evidences. On the other hand honest/common men are arrested first and are then interrogated. Have you ever heard the story of Chintu, a poor boy who was accused of stealing bread from the corner shop? He was arrested by the Police for interrogation? He was beaten to ‘near death’ first and then then the court declared him innocent after 10 years as Chintu could not afford an expensive lawyer to grant him bail or to expedite his case. Sounds like a movie story right. Well there are millions of Chintu who are spending their lives in Jail because they are arrested even before they are proved guilty, vs. these corrupt politicians who are arrested only after they have got enough opportunity to tamper with the evidences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. This is the only movement where corrupt politicians don’t promise illiterate people free lunch, free ride to the capital on trucks, followed by addha and pauwa in the night to participate in rallies and increase the numbers on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. This is the only movement where people are participating voluntarily, directly or indirectly – (a) by showing up at Ramlila ground; (b) by giving live coverage in facebook, twitter (believe me, it helps, I actually convinced ~10 friends to join me based on my facebook coverage); (c) by distributing water, foods, etc. to those participating in rallies – a girl offered water to me and my friend yesterday on our way to the Ramlila ground from India Gate (we were dying out of thirst). For the first time in my life I said “God Bless You.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. This is the only movement where there were more than 2 lac people on the roads still it didn’t disrupt the traffic. More than 20,000 people where queuing up at Ramlila ground and for the first time in India I saw people behaving like ‘people’ in a queue, silently waiting for their turn. The Delhi Commissioner also admitted that the crime rate in the capital has gone down by 35% in the last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. This is the only movement that showcases real heroes as hero, e.g. Arvind Kejriwal. Who on earth would resign from the post of “Commissioner of Income tax” to fight corruption? Just visit the Tax office (or any Govt. office for that matter) once and you will understand what I am saying. This is the only movement where people are not showcased as Hero based on surnames. I want to ask two questions to Rahul Gandhi: Does he have guts to visit Ramlila Ground? If yes, does he have courage to sit for 2 minutes in front of honest and intelligent people like Anna and Arvind Kejriwal and debate sensibly on topics of national interest such as corruption? I read a forwarded mail comparing Arvind Kejriwal with Rahul Gandhi and concluding that Arvind Kejriwal is the future youth leader of India. Well my point is there is no comparison at all. Arvind Kejriwal is way above Rahul Gandhi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. This is the only movement to give message to our corrupt politicians that don’t take us for granted else we will take you to task.  Agreed that Lokpal bill is not adequate to combat corruption. But let’s also agree that it is a beginning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. This is the only movement which is not of the politicians, by the politicians and for the politicians. This is the movement of the people, by the people and for the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have not asked you to support any person or political party; all that I am requesting you is to support the movement, i.e. the cause. If you can’t do the above, I am sure you are a human being. Go and offer some food and water to those who are standing for hours under the sun (~35 degrees Celsius). It won’t hurt if you miss a shopping expedition, a product launch party, a birthday party, a movie, a day in office or a day at home. Do whatever you can to show that you care for a corruption free India!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-7193022876602898221?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7193022876602898221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=7193022876602898221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/7193022876602898221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/7193022876602898221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2011/08/10-reasons-why-you-should-support-annas.html' title='10 reasons why you should support Anna’s anti-corruption movement'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qTmZ5q_L21U/TlJY4V3tyDI/AAAAAAAABCM/JjoGj6Xeg1g/s72-c/manmohan_govt_vs_anna_hazare_1400455.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-3439057993874116601</id><published>2011-02-05T14:56:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-05T15:06:28.460+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Let's do an "Egypt" in India</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/TU0ZHAzMNNI/AAAAAAAABAE/7xpI-RKL6tQ/s1600/Egypt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/TU0ZHAzMNNI/AAAAAAAABAE/7xpI-RKL6tQ/s320/Egypt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570135922391659730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Whenever I see or read about the Egypt crisis, I think about one thing only – why can’t we do the same in India? If 1 million people out of a total population of 88 million only can demand immediate ouster of the President, just imagine what we, a nation of 1250 million can do. &lt;br /&gt;• Why can’t we demand that A Raja and Suresh Kalmadi be hanged to death immediately? Robbers who steal petty amount are beaten to death. Then why not these guys? Why are they allowed to roam freely?&lt;br /&gt;• Why can’t we demand that the black money stocked overseas be brought back to the country to be used for the poor and needy?&lt;br /&gt;• Why can’t we demand that the foolish and stupid finance minister, Pranab Mukherjee, should resign immediately for making nonsensical remarks such as “I don’t have Aladin’s magic lamp to control inflation?”&lt;br /&gt;• Why can’t we demand that the weakest person on the planet should step down as the prime minister of our country? All that he has been doing is to call up our country’s Madam every morning to decide the colour of his turban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s time that the government stop taking us for granted, else we will see an Egypt in India very soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-3439057993874116601?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3439057993874116601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=3439057993874116601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/3439057993874116601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/3439057993874116601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2011/02/lets-do-egypt-in-india.html' title='Let&apos;s do an &quot;Egypt&quot; in India'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/TU0ZHAzMNNI/AAAAAAAABAE/7xpI-RKL6tQ/s72-c/Egypt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-2485477284318981569</id><published>2010-05-06T21:43:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-06T23:49:46.425+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Don’t hang Kasab… hang the President</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/S-Lq-4lROMI/AAAAAAAAA_s/HHyqfZZM0Ag/s1600/Slide1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/S-Lq-4lROMI/AAAAAAAAA_s/HHyqfZZM0Ag/s320/Slide1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468191263642695874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The President of India should be hanged. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I mean it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is He/She seating on 51 mercy petition for 10,000 years? Because of vote bank politics? If yes, then hang the members of the Political Party being benefited due to this delay. Everyone knows which Political Party is that. Really! We are in safe hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last 10 years only 2 mercy petitions have been decided by the Presidents of India, out of which one was rejected. With this rate of speed Animals like Kasab and Afzal Guru will be hanged to death not before 2271 (i.e. after 260 years) and here’s the computation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· Death sentence by Arthur Road Jail : 2010&lt;br /&gt;· Death sentence by the High Court : 2012&lt;br /&gt;· Death sentence by the Supreme Court : 2014&lt;br /&gt;· Mercy petition filed with the President of India : 2016&lt;br /&gt;· Mercy petition forwarded by the President to the Home Ministry for review : 2017&lt;br /&gt;· Gathering of information by the Home Ministry from the State Government : 2019&lt;br /&gt;· Filing of Home Ministry’s opinion to the President’s office : 2020&lt;br /&gt;· Filing of mercy petition in the waiting list of the President : 2021&lt;br /&gt;· Disposal of Mercy petition (@ 1 petition in 5 years) : 2271&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this link to see how long some of the mercy petitions have been lying with the President of India.&lt;br /&gt;http://media2.intoday.in/indiatoday/images/Cases_of_terrorist_activities.pdf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way the latest on Afjal Guru is that the Chief Minister of Delhi is seating on the request for review by the Home Ministry for 5 years. Everyone knows why is she seating on the application. Again, the same reason. Vote bank politics. Everyone knows who votes for the Party in whose safe hands we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to our stupid judicial system there are more than thousand death sentences in various courts in India undergoing snail paced appeal process. No wonder that our neighboring country consider us eunuchs. That’s why they breed terrorists and terrorism in India freely. They come freely in our country, kill our friends and relatives in front of our eyes and live happily ever after in our jails on our hard earned money waiting to get released as a bargain for releasing hijack hostages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of this our Home Minister P Chidambaram recently said that his Ministry would provide opinion on the mercy petitions on first come first serve basis. Wow Mr. Home Minister! Thanks for treating these applications like club membership application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on the above facts, now let us all decide… who should be hanged to death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The President; OR/AND&lt;br /&gt;The Home Ministry OR/AND&lt;br /&gt;The Political Party benefiting out of all this delay; OR/AND&lt;br /&gt;Kasab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s see who gets the maximum votes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-2485477284318981569?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2485477284318981569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=2485477284318981569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/2485477284318981569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/2485477284318981569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2010/05/dont-hang-kasab-hang-president.html' title='Don’t hang Kasab… hang the President'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/S-Lq-4lROMI/AAAAAAAAA_s/HHyqfZZM0Ag/s72-c/Slide1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-153872066037007265</id><published>2010-04-04T13:38:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-04T13:41:09.301+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Assam - First State to Guarantee Right to Health - The Sun Rises in the East</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/S7hJVLT0c6I/AAAAAAAAA_k/xrA9R9q10IA/s1600/bihu1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/S7hJVLT0c6I/AAAAAAAAA_k/xrA9R9q10IA/s320/bihu1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456191576721355682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just imagine a scene: An army bus hits a rickshaw puller while taking a wrong U-turn. A young guy in his early thirties (who is on board the rickshaw) is hit badly by that bus. The Army Personnel takes him to a Government Hospital. As expected, he is not provided appropriate treatment and he breathes his last. The Army Personnel could have taken him to a good private hospital, but they didn’t because of fear of too many formalities and above all ‘exorbitant’ cost of treatment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This actually happened August 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of such cases. Many a times those who are not able to afford these so called ‘appropriate’ treatment in private hospitals are forced to shift the patient to a Government Hospital waiting for the patient breathe his/her last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, do Government hospitals deserve to be termed as ‘hospitals’?? Just visit GB Pant Hospital, Lal Bahadur Shashtri Hospital in Delhi once and you will know the answer. They look more like garbage bins). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this is not what my post is all about. My post is about giving Kudos to the Government of Assam!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assam became the first state in India to enact right to health. Wow! Simply unbelievable. Its now mandatory for all hospitals and nursing homes (including the private ones) to provide free treatment for at least first 24 hours to emergency patients. This is path breaking!! This will ensure that emergency patients will not be denied ‘appropriate’ treatment for lack of funds. Great Job!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time that other State Government also enacts similar law immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to the Health Minister of Assam for presenting the People of Assam with such a Gift before immediately before the Festival of Bihu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sun Rises in the East!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-153872066037007265?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/153872066037007265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=153872066037007265' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/153872066037007265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/153872066037007265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2010/04/assam-first-state-to-guarantee-right-to.html' title='Assam - First State to Guarantee Right to Health - The Sun Rises in the East'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/S7hJVLT0c6I/AAAAAAAAA_k/xrA9R9q10IA/s72-c/bihu1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-4833721963442825968</id><published>2010-04-03T23:17:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-03T23:28:25.165+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Chetan Bhagat answers his critic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/S7eBRQYBpgI/AAAAAAAAA_c/eWpRL5tRmMM/s1600/bhagat_chetan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/S7eBRQYBpgI/AAAAAAAAA_c/eWpRL5tRmMM/s320/bhagat_chetan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455971607036143106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I want to keep this post very simple. Chetan Bhagat has been included in Time's 100 Most Influential People List. He deserves it. Inclusion in this poll along with famous personalities such as Bill Clinton, Barak Obama, Oprah Winfrey, Rupert Murdoch, Steve Jobs, Sachin Tendulkar, Shah Rukh Khan, etc. itself proves his greatness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is dedicated to those who said that his comment on 3 idiots was a publicity stunt. Inclusion in this list proves that he does not need such cheap publicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who wants to vote for him can vote at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.time.com/time/specials/packages/article/0,28804,1972075_1972078_1972620,00.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-4833721963442825968?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4833721963442825968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=4833721963442825968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/4833721963442825968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/4833721963442825968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2010/04/chetan-bhagat-answers-his-critic.html' title='Chetan Bhagat answers his critic'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/S7eBRQYBpgI/AAAAAAAAA_c/eWpRL5tRmMM/s72-c/bhagat_chetan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-1442977492761971253</id><published>2010-02-21T17:02:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-21T17:35:48.235+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mumbai not safe for Bitches - The Curious Incident With the Dog in the Night-Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/S4Eag9ptX9I/AAAAAAAAA_I/mwcNTJFSAzw/s1600-h/dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/S4Eag9ptX9I/AAAAAAAAA_I/mwcNTJFSAzw/s320/dog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440658978447908818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of you must have read the famous book ‘&lt;em&gt;The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time&lt;/em&gt;’ by Mark Haddon. My name is Khan’s character, Rizwan Khan, is loosely based on the protagonist in the book. Anyway, now let me share a story, based on a true event, titled, ‘&lt;em&gt;The Curious Incident with the Dog in the Night-Time&lt;/em&gt;’ by Mahesh Kamath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, before I proceed I want to give 100% credit for the story to my friend Shivani. I don’t want to land up in an Aamir-Chetan type controversy later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s quite natural for Indians to compare Delhi and Mumbai. They say Delhi is not safe for Girls while Mumbai is safe and similar other craps. Right? Now here’s an incident that demonstrates that Mumbai is not safe for Bitches. The incident took place in September 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stray Dog was raped by a Taxi Driver (named Mahesh Kamath) in Mumbai. The Driver was drunk when he committed the crime. The Bitch was so shocked that she didn’t have food for almost a week after the crime. The Police have given assurance to the owner of the Bitch that she (the Bitch and not the owner) won’t be asked to attend the proceedings in the Court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Police are confused as to what section of Criminal Code to charge the accused. Initially they were not even sure if they should file a case. This is considered to be one of the most challenging cases for the Indian law makers. The biggest challenge being how to prove that it was infact a rape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/S4EapzXd3RI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/XplM75ymP9c/s1600-h/Dog+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 279px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/S4EapzXd3RI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/XplM75ymP9c/s320/Dog+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440659130305862930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One important factor in deciding such cases is to decide on the issue of consent, ‘whether consent was given’. The challenge being faced by the Police is how to determine whether this act was consensual. According to a gay activist, ‘animal can’t give consent to human’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the path-breaking steps being taken include testing of semen samples, injury marks and dog's hair in the nails of the suspect. This case might lead to a change in Section 377 of the Indian Penal Code by inclusion of unnatural sex in the definition of crime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, there was a similar case registered against a man in Delhi for raping a buffalo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure, incidents like these, would keep the Animal Rights Activists busy for a couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s high time that India should legalize prostitution like many other countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to people like Mahesh Kamath, Girls are safe in Mumbai!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-1442977492761971253?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1442977492761971253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=1442977492761971253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/1442977492761971253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/1442977492761971253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2010/02/mumbai-not-safe-for-bitches-curious.html' title='Mumbai not safe for Bitches - The Curious Incident With the Dog in the Night-Time'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/S4Eag9ptX9I/AAAAAAAAA_I/mwcNTJFSAzw/s72-c/dog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-7995902793434804132</id><published>2010-02-13T18:35:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-08T09:46:08.579+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Predictions.. 2010 and beyond (Version 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/S3amaTsop3I/AAAAAAAAAmg/dM70qTHXDJs/s1600-h/2010faces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/S3amaTsop3I/AAAAAAAAAmg/dM70qTHXDJs/s320/2010faces.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437716570990749554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1. My Name is Khan (MNIK) will become the highest overseas grosser of all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Saif and Kareena will split. I don't need to tell you the reason(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Google buzz will give Twitter and Facebook a run for thier money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. There will be atleast 2 mega consolidations in the Indian cement industry (watch out!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... to be continued&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-7995902793434804132?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7995902793434804132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=7995902793434804132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/7995902793434804132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/7995902793434804132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2010/02/2010-predictions-version-1.html' title='Predictions.. 2010 and beyond (Version 1)'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/S3amaTsop3I/AAAAAAAAAmg/dM70qTHXDJs/s72-c/2010faces.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-1582214531287557399</id><published>2010-01-20T23:12:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-28T22:24:48.795+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Through the lenses'/><title type='text'>The First Worldwide Website Where Nothing Happens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/S1dB2KNSnvI/AAAAAAAAAk4/A8ydj959nDw/s1600-h/firstwebsite.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/S1dB2KNSnvI/AAAAAAAAAk4/A8ydj959nDw/s400/firstwebsite.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428880274527264498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.thefirstworldwidewebsitewherenothinghappens.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-1582214531287557399?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.thefirstworldwidewebsitewherenothinghappens.com/' title='The First Worldwide Website Where Nothing Happens'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1582214531287557399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=1582214531287557399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/1582214531287557399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/1582214531287557399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-worldwide-website-where-nothing.html' title='The First Worldwide Website Where Nothing Happens'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/S1dB2KNSnvI/AAAAAAAAAk4/A8ydj959nDw/s72-c/firstwebsite.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-5431258908902710133</id><published>2010-01-01T19:12:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-10T14:19:36.418+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3 idiots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chetan Bhagat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business of politics and politics of business'/><title type='text'>Aamir Khan - The Biggest Loser in the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/Sz4AHZYJrPI/AAAAAAAAAkI/YVcgUThhbmg/s1600-h/aamir_ghajini_cartoon-798722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/Sz4AHZYJrPI/AAAAAAAAAkI/YVcgUThhbmg/s320/aamir_ghajini_cartoon-798722.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421771128471923954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aamir need to visit a Doctor. He is suffering from short term memory loss (one that he had in Ghajini). He read ‘Five Point Someone’ and is now saying that he hasn’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aamir Khan has come out in the public and is claiming that Abhijat and Raju Hirani wrote the script of 3 Idiots. However, if you have seen the movie 3 Idiot, you would agree that 70-80% of the film is based on the book ‘Five Point Someone’. In fact, the only portion not based on the movie (the delivery scene) is the most disastrous portion in the Movie. On top of that Aamir said in an interview that he hadn’t read the book. This is quite surprising. For an actor who takes 10,000 years to read a script and decide whether to do a Movie or not, it’s a biggest lie that he hasn’t read the book. No wonder, I always considered Aamir Khan the biggest loser in the World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s agree for a while that he hasn’t read the book. Why is he defending the scriptwriter of the Movie without reading the Book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aamir also said that Chetan Bhagat is trying to get publicity to sell more copies of ‘Five Point Someone’. C’mon Aamir, Chetan Bhagat does not need cheap publicity. In fact, people like me (who never watches Aamir Khan movie) went to watch this movie only because it was based on Five Point Someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aamir Khan --- You are the biggest looser in the World. And you have proved it by defending another looser Abhijat by saying that Abhijat wrote the script and it took him 3.5 years. Wow….. 3.5 years for writing a script that’s 80% copied from a bestseller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest news is that Raju Hirani, Aamir Khan and gang has decided to sue Chetan Bhagat. Go ahead, the entire country is with Chetan Bhagat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-5431258908902710133?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5431258908902710133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=5431258908902710133' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/5431258908902710133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/5431258908902710133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2010/01/aamir-khan-biggest-looser-in-world.html' title='Aamir Khan - The Biggest Loser in the World'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/Sz4AHZYJrPI/AAAAAAAAAkI/YVcgUThhbmg/s72-c/aamir_ghajini_cartoon-798722.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-236407949879224916</id><published>2009-12-26T11:52:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-10T14:23:55.244+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business of politics and politics of business'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Think Twice - Are we Fools'/><title type='text'>The Most Impressive CV Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SzWzFh5QVuI/AAAAAAAAAkA/350thu5fAJg/s1600-h/shibu400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SzWzFh5QVuI/AAAAAAAAAkA/350thu5fAJg/s320/shibu400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419434634189493986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age: 62&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex: male (looks like an ________ though. Please look at the photograph and fill in the blanks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qualification: conspiracy, kidnapping, abduction, bribery and murder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Achievements:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He is the only Union Minister of the Government of India being found guilty of involvement in a murder. &lt;br /&gt;2. He created history by becoming the first chief minister to lose the assembly seat in elections, immediately after serving as the chief minister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Work experience:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Convicted under sections 120-B (Criminal Conspiracy) read with 364 (kidnapping) and 302 (murder) of the Indian Penal Code. &lt;br /&gt;2. Was found guilty by Courts for conspiring to kidnap and murder of his personal secretary (40-year-old Shashikant Jha), who was aware of the details about the bribe received by Shibu Shoren to support the minority P V Narasimha Rao Congress Government in 1993.&lt;br /&gt;3. Was also involved in Chirudih massacre case during Jharkhand movement agitation in 1975 in which 10 people were killed. Was sentenced to life imprisonment -- he still awaits trial in the Chirudih case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like an impressive CV. Isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, the good news, he is all set to become the Chief Minister if Jharkhand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the fact that his party won 18 seats in the 81-member assembly election. With Congress and BJP almost tied, his support to BJP means that BJP and Shibu Soren alliance will form the Government. Ideally you would have expected him to support BJP (or to act as a Kingmaker). But Shoren says, “I don’t want to be a Kingmaker, I want to be a King.” Like a typical BPL (bin pendi ka lauta), he agreed to support any party that allows him to become the Chief Minister in consideration of his 18 seats’ support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what he said recently, "My role is important for a stable and corruption free government in Jharkhand." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, well said Shoren. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look who’s talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like the natural progression for a criminal is to join a political party, get elected (thanks to us) and rule us. Almost 150 out of 533 Member of Parliaments elected in India this year has criminal cases pending against them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-236407949879224916?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/236407949879224916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=236407949879224916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/236407949879224916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/236407949879224916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/12/most-impressive-cv-ever.html' title='The Most Impressive CV Ever'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SzWzFh5QVuI/AAAAAAAAAkA/350thu5fAJg/s72-c/shibu400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-7304291419526852384</id><published>2009-12-11T22:28:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-02T12:45:21.868+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business of politics and politics of business'/><title type='text'>Are We Going Back to British Rule?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SyJ98hs0vlI/AAAAAAAAAj0/4Dsmy2ORN6s/s1600-h/telengana.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SyJ98hs0vlI/AAAAAAAAAj0/4Dsmy2ORN6s/s320/telengana.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414028180844756562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telengana, Gorkhaland, Bodoland, Bundelkhand, Harit Pradesh (Western UP)..... the list goes on. These are the names of states that I am sure will get added to the list of states of India. Thanks to the hard to understand political game and egos of political leaders. The day is not far when the MLA of Gurgaon will go on a hunger strike and will demand that Gurgaon be declared a separate state. Soon, Mayawati will demand Lucknow to be declared a separate state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India had more than 570 states before Independence. Thanks to Sardar Patel, the number of Princely States reduced to less than 20 at the time of Independence. If things goes on the way they are we will soon have more than 500 states. These politicians are busy fighting with each other for a new state. Similar fight among various states encouraged British to invade India and rule us for more than 200 years. By creating new States we are inviting similar trouble again. This is the reason that a peanut like Pakistan is considered to be more powerful than India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to Manmohan Singh, Sonia and Rahul Gandhi for succumbing to political egos of inefficient politicians.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-7304291419526852384?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7304291419526852384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=7304291419526852384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/7304291419526852384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/7304291419526852384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/12/are-we-going-back-to-british-rule.html' title='Are We Going Back to British Rule?'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SyJ98hs0vlI/AAAAAAAAAj0/4Dsmy2ORN6s/s72-c/telengana.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-113643759143502694</id><published>2009-12-07T23:06:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-02T12:45:21.869+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business of politics and politics of business'/><title type='text'>Should Kasab be Hanged to Death? No!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/Sx1A59OwdhI/AAAAAAAAAjs/gZYWsKkSuac/s1600-h/ajpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/Sx1A59OwdhI/AAAAAAAAAjs/gZYWsKkSuac/s320/ajpg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412553691602384402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes back the US Federal Prosecutors have framed charges against the Pakistan origin American David Headley in relation to conspiracy in 26/11 Mumbai attacks. Wow! It took the US just 1 month to do this. Just compare this with India. Its almost a year now that we are treating Kasab like a distinguished guest in India. Almost 5 million US$ has already been spent on him and India is no where close to framing a charge against him. The most latest update is that the Govt has examined 274 witnesses so far and the "first phase" of the trial is "likely" to get completed by next week. The question is, should Kasab be hanged to death. No, not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were the head of this nation I would have made him stand in the middle of a busy road with a strict instruction to the public to pee on him for the rest of his life. These guys do not even deserve to be hanged to death. Death is too easy a punishment. They should not be allowed to die and should simply be tortured for the rest of their life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-113643759143502694?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/113643759143502694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=113643759143502694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/113643759143502694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/113643759143502694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/12/1-month-vs-infinity.html' title='Should Kasab be Hanged to Death? No!'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/Sx1A59OwdhI/AAAAAAAAAjs/gZYWsKkSuac/s72-c/ajpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-2338101609819185212</id><published>2009-12-06T23:07:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-10T14:23:55.245+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Through the lenses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Think Twice - Are we Fools'/><title type='text'>Save the Girl Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SxvtfFRqlfI/AAAAAAAAAjc/OSA_C611RDg/s1600-h/save-girl-child.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SxvtfFRqlfI/AAAAAAAAAjc/OSA_C611RDg/s320/save-girl-child.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412180495463781874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sequel to Freakonomics, 'Superfreakonomics' has an interesting analysis on female population in India. The analysis reminded me of one of my analyses on the major cause of alarming growth of population in India. It will also feature in my novel. Here it goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only one cause of alarming growth of population in India - the expectation of a boy child. Let me explain by way of a simple example. My colony in Golaghat has 30 families with 95 children out of which 60 are girls. Ideally, no one would want to have more than 2 children. The ideal children population of the colony should have been 60, i.e. two children per family. The extra children were the outcome of the Parents’ desire to have a baby Boy. It would be right to say that our colony contributed 35 extra children to the population of this country. Thus, one third of the population of this country is not ‘real population’ but is an outcome of Parents’ desire to have a ‘baby boy’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grow up India!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-2338101609819185212?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2338101609819185212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=2338101609819185212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/2338101609819185212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/2338101609819185212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/12/save-girl-child.html' title='Save the Girl Child'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SxvtfFRqlfI/AAAAAAAAAjc/OSA_C611RDg/s72-c/save-girl-child.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-1087576279466270060</id><published>2009-11-14T22:22:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-02T12:45:06.025+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Core of My Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>When Dreams Come True</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/Sv7h1AdSdgI/AAAAAAAAAjU/1HncEQ7iSIQ/s1600-h/When+dreams+come+true.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/Sv7h1AdSdgI/AAAAAAAAAjU/1HncEQ7iSIQ/s400/When+dreams+come+true.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404004903663334914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-1087576279466270060?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1087576279466270060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=1087576279466270060' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/1087576279466270060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/1087576279466270060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-dreams-come-true.html' title='When Dreams Come True'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/Sv7h1AdSdgI/AAAAAAAAAjU/1HncEQ7iSIQ/s72-c/When+dreams+come+true.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-6808937914356876978</id><published>2009-11-10T22:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-02T12:45:06.025+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Core of My Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>When You are Me and I am You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SvmXv1rkJLI/AAAAAAAAAjE/y4piG_1J2BQ/s1600-h/When+you+are+me+and+I+am+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SvmXv1rkJLI/AAAAAAAAAjE/y4piG_1J2BQ/s400/When+you+are+me+and+I+am+you.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402516076127069362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-6808937914356876978?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6808937914356876978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=6808937914356876978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/6808937914356876978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/6808937914356876978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-you-are-me-and-i-am-you.html' title='When You are Me and I am You'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SvmXv1rkJLI/AAAAAAAAAjE/y4piG_1J2BQ/s72-c/When+you+are+me+and+I+am+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-3749782097840045975</id><published>2009-10-10T21:58:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-10T14:19:36.419+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Must Watch Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3 idiots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chetan Bhagat'/><title type='text'>The first unofficial book review of 2 States.. The Story of My Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/StC_5aI8EkI/AAAAAAAAAi8/0ibrBVxCYc0/s1600-h/chetan-bhagat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391019746952745538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/StC_5aI8EkI/AAAAAAAAAi8/0ibrBVxCYc0/s200/chetan-bhagat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the first one to unofficially write a book review on “2 States… the story of my marriage”. I can claim to be the first one as till the time I am writing this there’s isn’t any book review on the net. Atleast none existed on the net when I googled for one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... unlike his other books, this book is not about friendship, call centre or cricket. This is a love story. So what's new???? Well... what's new is the fact that it is a love story of in-laws and the boy/girl. For the first time in the history of books, an author has dedicated the book to "in-laws".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book’s famous quote is: Love marriages around the world are simple: Boy loves girl. Girl loves boy. They get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In India, there are a few more steps:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Boy loves Girl.&lt;br /&gt;2. Girl loves Boy.&lt;br /&gt;3. Girl’s family has to love boy.&lt;br /&gt;4. Boy’s family has to love girl.&lt;br /&gt;5. Girl’s Family has to love Boy’s Family.&lt;br /&gt;6. Boy’s family has to love girl’s family.&lt;br /&gt;7. Girl and Boy still love each other. They get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book starts with a focus on step 1 and 2, however, focuses on step 3 for the most part with a slight focus on step 4, 5 and 6 towards the end. The book is unputdownable from the very beginning. You feel a part of Krish’s and Ananya’s world from the very first page. The language and the plot of the book are so simple that it makes you believe that Krish and Ananya (including their parents) are your next-door neighbours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book answers many questions that any outsider in Delhi spends his lifetime to find an answer to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Why are marriages such a big deal in Delhi?&lt;br /&gt;2. Why everything has to be over hyped including the fact that dry fruits and dates are from Dubai?&lt;br /&gt;3. Why being on boy’s side means that you are the King of this world and that your ego needs to be buttered every single day and moment by girl’s side?&lt;br /&gt;4. Why the only way to show love and affection is by showering expensive gifts on every possible occasion?&lt;br /&gt;5. Why the first thing that you will notice at most of the wedding reception is a brand new Car?&lt;br /&gt;6. Why what you eat is such a big deal when eating food was just meant to keep you alive?&lt;br /&gt;7. Why what others eat is also a big deal?&lt;br /&gt;8. Why a price tag is attached to a baby boy the day he is born?&lt;br /&gt;9. Why a party is not complete without vodka and chicken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many more such questions… read to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/StC_pq5iqkI/AAAAAAAAAi0/MZjqArmGFJI/s1600-h/2+States.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391019476573661762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/StC_pq5iqkI/AAAAAAAAAi0/MZjqArmGFJI/s320/2+States.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The book deals with the otherwise boring subject matter of boy and girl trying hard to impress each other’s parent in a witty yet sensible manner. This story could easily have become yet another boring bollywood tale. Kudos to Chetan for keeping it simple, yet interesting and humorous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the best moments of the book are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· Krish’s PowerPoint presentation sessions with his to be father-in-law&lt;br /&gt;· Krish and Ananya’s live-in relationship in the IIMA campus&lt;br /&gt;· Krish’s telling his to be brother-in-law that he will get blind if he watches blue film&lt;br /&gt;· The reaction of Krish’s flat mates in Chennai when they realize that Ananya is his girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many more such moments… read to find out.&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/32452702-3749782097840045975?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3749782097840045975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=3749782097840045975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/3749782097840045975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/3749782097840045975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-unofficial-book-review-of-2.html' title='The first unofficial book review of 2 States.. The Story of My Marriage'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/StC_5aI8EkI/AAAAAAAAAi8/0ibrBVxCYc0/s72-c/chetan-bhagat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-8176475483414019528</id><published>2009-10-09T21:43:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-10T14:19:36.420+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Must Watch Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3 idiots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chetan Bhagat'/><title type='text'>2 States - The Story of My Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/Ss9jQB0qpQI/AAAAAAAAAis/srWOgEsqUhM/s1600-h/2+States.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390636406004163842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/Ss9jQB0qpQI/AAAAAAAAAis/srWOgEsqUhM/s320/2+States.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just came back from the book launch ceremony of the most eagerly awaited title of 2009... Chetan Bhagat's "2 States.. the story of my marriage".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe that Chetan responded to my mail where I requested him for a pass for the event. No wonder that Chetan is heartthrob of the Youth of this country and world over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the prologue of the book at the event and can't wait to finish the remaining 270 pages. Chetan and his wife Anusha read an excerpt from the book, where Krish and Ananya are dating for the first time. Krish and Ananya are Chetan and Anusha in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event started with a brief little speech from Mr. Mehra of Rupa &amp;amp; Co. Chetan is the record breaking author in Indian history. His book "One Night @ the Call Centre" has sold more than 10 million copies, i.e. one book per 30 second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title of all his books till date has a number in it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Point Someone&lt;br /&gt;One Night @ The Call Centre&lt;br /&gt;The Three Mistakes of My Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 States.. The Story of My Marriage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shashi Taroor rightly said that his next title should be "Four bestsellers and still going strong". He also mentioned that one of the commonalities between him and Chetan is that one of their twin son's name is Ishaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I have a feeling that Chetan will be one of the 543 MPs of India in years to come. I guess this is his natural progression. Am I right Chetan?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-8176475483414019528?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8176475483414019528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=8176475483414019528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/8176475483414019528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/8176475483414019528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/10/2-states-story-of-my-marriage.html' title='2 States - The Story of My Marriage'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/Ss9jQB0qpQI/AAAAAAAAAis/srWOgEsqUhM/s72-c/2+States.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-7676729932042084899</id><published>2009-10-03T17:27:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-10T14:23:55.246+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Through the lenses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Think Twice - Are we Fools'/><title type='text'>Karva Chauth.... or Karwa Truth...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SsdFg6q64oI/AAAAAAAAAik/B3Vu1ALSjHk/s1600-h/karwachauth-recipes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 168px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SsdFg6q64oI/AAAAAAAAAik/B3Vu1ALSjHk/s320/karwachauth-recipes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388351910979494530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karva Chauth… I have always failed to understand this ritual followed by Women in North India. I asked this question to many friends/relatives/neighbors, etc. and I got the same answer in most of the cases – this for the well-being and long life of my husband.  One doesn’t have to prove it in front of the world… by keeping a fast just because others do. Majority of the women fast because if they don’t they will be seen as someone who don’t care for their husband as much as they should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They show it in the movies and TV dramas because audiences love these rituals being aired on TV and movies. The only beneficiaries are the moms-in-law and elderly women whose false believes are rubber stamped by these rituals being aired on TVs. The problem is that we love to follow something blindly without questioning the head and tail and the reason behind the same and thus it gets passed on to generation after generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are most of these difficult and painful rituals always for Women? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is simple… these started way back in 8th or 9th or similar single digit century when this was a male dominated society and anything that translated into a ‘torture’ was meant for Women only. Dowry, Sati… and the list is endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karva Chauth is as bad as and similar to Sati. In both the rituals women suffers. The later leads to death and in the former you die many times during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to some, the ritual signifies extreme love and devotion to the husband, as evidenced by the wife's willingness to suffer for his well being’… wow… a big round of applause from my side…. There are other ways to show love and affection to your husband… Give me a break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to write about another ritual that I hate the most …… Dowry… watch out for my next post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-7676729932042084899?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7676729932042084899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=7676729932042084899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/7676729932042084899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/7676729932042084899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/10/karva-chauth-or-karwa-truth.html' title='Karva Chauth.... or Karwa Truth...'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SsdFg6q64oI/AAAAAAAAAik/B3Vu1ALSjHk/s72-c/karwachauth-recipes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-5477391486607700285</id><published>2009-10-03T16:50:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-03T20:20:51.669+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crappy Movies'/><title type='text'>Snzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz Wake Up.... Wake Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/Ssc0E26ExoI/AAAAAAAAAic/nKLKq_OATkg/s1600-h/wakeupsid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/Ssc0E26ExoI/AAAAAAAAAic/nKLKq_OATkg/s320/wakeupsid.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388332737235306114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this image carefully.  This is what’s gonna happen to you if you watch “Wake Up Sid”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to rate the crappiest movie of 2009 so far… it has to be “Wake Up Sid”.  All throughout the movie it was a challenge to keep myself awake and I kept repeating “Wake up Jit”, “Wake up Jit”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karan Johar should know by now that making serious movie is simply not his cup of tea. He should make crappy movie like Dostana and Kabhi Khushi Kabhi Gham only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part of the movie is its speed. This movie is a 2.5 hour version of what could have been 15 minutes documentary for school kids. The film simply refused to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top of that the songs and picturisation. The songs are good but are complete wastage in this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Konkana should soon retire and start acting in some serials in DD National to regain her senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ranbir’s college friends are pathetic as they fail miserably in creating what’s supposed to be comic sequences.  BTW were they really comic? I don’t know who will laugh if you call a fat girl a bhains instead of a Haati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was Kashmira Shah doing in this movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my life I felt like sleeping during the day … so, go and watch this movie only if you find it challenging to get some sleep during the day.  Else, pick up any other DVD from the nearest library such as “Barah Aana”, “The Strangers” etc. They don’t fool the public atleast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone has rightly said that the whole story revolves around Siddharth ‘waking up’ and in turn putting the viewers to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are only two beneficiaries from this movie, (1) Provogue – for selling the T-Shirts; and (2) Karan Johar – this guy knows how to make money by fooling public and he does that every year. Kudos to Karan Johar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up Karan!! All the best for My Name is Khan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-5477391486607700285?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5477391486607700285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=5477391486607700285' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/5477391486607700285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/5477391486607700285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/10/snzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz-wake.html' title='Snzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz Wake Up.... Wake Up'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/Ssc0E26ExoI/AAAAAAAAAic/nKLKq_OATkg/s72-c/wakeupsid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-1480768140249663932</id><published>2009-09-20T22:27:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-03T16:58:27.554+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Core of My Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Life... A Beautiful Kiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SrezyIl4CcI/AAAAAAAAAf4/8MuOr_RjA00/s1600-h/Slide1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383969553425893826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SrezyIl4CcI/AAAAAAAAAf4/8MuOr_RjA00/s400/Slide1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SrZlkZ3EYpI/AAAAAAAAAfw/5BVO8hRSRFw/s1600-h/Slide1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/32452702-1480768140249663932?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1480768140249663932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=1480768140249663932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/1480768140249663932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/1480768140249663932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/life-beautiful-kiss.html' title='Life... A Beautiful Kiss'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SrezyIl4CcI/AAAAAAAAAf4/8MuOr_RjA00/s72-c/Slide1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-3268342316229350331</id><published>2009-08-30T15:58:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-10T14:23:55.246+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business of politics and politics of business'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Think Twice - Are we Fools'/><title type='text'>What will you do if you secure 92% marks in Class XII………… Commit Suicide?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SppWU45KnxI/AAAAAAAAAfo/a2M1yTslptI/s1600-h/suicide.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375704022089637650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SppWU45KnxI/AAAAAAAAAfo/a2M1yTslptI/s320/suicide.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;What will you do if you secure 92% marks in Class XII?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well…. if I was the one securing this mark, I would have died out of disbelief. ‘Cos you will need to add the percentage of one more student to my percentage to make it 92%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a very unfortunate incident, Kritika Khanna, a resident of Gurgaon hanged herself to death ‘cos 92% was not enough to get her admission into the so-called “Best Colleges” such as SRCC. The News sounds boring… right… ‘cos we are used to such news now, at least in Delhi, Mumbai and other Metros, where the only way to secure admission in Best Colleges is Grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only, schoolteachers, friends or parents had told Kritika that Grades or best college are not everything. They can guarantee only one thing “snob value”. They cannot guarantee you street smartness, a good future or a good life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can one commit suicide? It takes a lot of courage to do that… or may be some peer pressure…. or society pressure…. as happened in the instant case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best way to run a college is the way Colleges in Golaghat (or any small town for that matter) are run. You go there on the date of the admission with roughly Rs. 400 ($10) and your original 10th pass certificate. That’s it. The admission clerk will ask if you would like to opt for Science, Commerce or Arts. If by God’s grace you secured Ist division (i.e. &gt; 60%), the clerk knows the answer upfront, you would opt for Science, else, you would opt for Arts. There are negligible few only who secure first division. Being A Grades or studious is not considered a cool or in thing, at least in Golaghat. In case the number of seats for Science or Arts in the particular college is full, then only you would choose Commerce. So… this is how admissions take place. What happens as a result is that you do not worry about Grades in schools, until and unless you want to go and do your XIth from a school in one of the metros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is to blame? Well.. the most common answer is “The System”. So I wont delve into it. What I want to highlight is the way the society judge kids. Go to any social gathering…. the first question thrown at a kid is “beta… which standard are you in?” “what was your % in 10th board and so on. What happens as a result? Those who do not secure good marks normally shy away from being social (let’s call them Category B kids). Thus the former category of kids starts getting everything easy in life (till they study) including attention (let’s call them Category A kids). Most of their time goes in notebooks, tuitions, rote learning few schoolbooks. They see life only through these books and rote learning. However, rote learning has one big advantage…. if the person setting the exam question is not smart (99 out of 100 are not), one can secure 100% marks simply by good memorization techniques, even though he or she may not have understood the subject at all. And, this is what happens in every schools in India (atleast).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bs has to struggle to get the same attention. As a result what happens is that Bs become stronger than the A’s mentally. As they are exposed to things other than books. They don’t learn much in Classroom; they learn everything the hard way, by navigating their way through real life challenges. No wonder, those who are used to getting everything easy in life (thanks to Grades), struggles the most when faced with reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that Street smartness is the only trait that can make you successful in life. You may choose to define success the way you want (Name, fame, money, well-balanced life, etc. etc.). Unfortunately Grades does not guarantee you that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s high time that our schools focus on active learning and deep critical thinking rather than rote learning and high time for our society to stop asking that stupid question on Grades and School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would only like to give one gyan to the students… &lt;em&gt;You might have one big reason for committing suicide… however, there are thousand reasons why you should not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case the one reading this happens to be A's, please don’t mind… I can only say that there are exceptions everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-3268342316229350331?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3268342316229350331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=3268342316229350331' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/3268342316229350331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/3268342316229350331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-will-you-do-if-you-secure-92-marks.html' title='What will you do if you secure 92% marks in Class XII………… Commit Suicide?????'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SppWU45KnxI/AAAAAAAAAfo/a2M1yTslptI/s72-c/suicide.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-5870153701442942827</id><published>2009-08-29T22:01:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-03T16:56:49.905+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Quest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SplahE5fhuI/AAAAAAAAAfg/0B4O__FoyU8/s1600-h/Slide1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375427154540463842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SplahE5fhuI/AAAAAAAAAfg/0B4O__FoyU8/s400/Slide1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/32452702-5870153701442942827?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5870153701442942827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=5870153701442942827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/5870153701442942827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/5870153701442942827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/quest.html' title='Quest'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SplahE5fhuI/AAAAAAAAAfg/0B4O__FoyU8/s72-c/Slide1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-7885347026163821177</id><published>2009-08-22T21:59:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-03T16:56:49.905+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SpAjGveG1VI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Ft3qr5ERhVU/s1600-h/Presentation1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372832954181932370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SpAjGveG1VI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Ft3qr5ERhVU/s400/Presentation1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/32452702-7885347026163821177?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7885347026163821177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=7885347026163821177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/7885347026163821177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/7885347026163821177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SpAjGveG1VI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Ft3qr5ERhVU/s72-c/Presentation1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-614223930284260997</id><published>2009-08-09T22:06:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-03T16:56:56.877+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>don't read it ... it's all about me ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/Sn7850j8P5I/AAAAAAAAAe4/Fpu1iBIsz_E/s1600-h/silhouette%20man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368005876164345746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/Sn7850j8P5I/AAAAAAAAAe4/Fpu1iBIsz_E/s200/silhouette%2520man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s only about me&lt;br /&gt;Don’t read it&lt;br /&gt;Selfish, I may sound&lt;br /&gt;‘Cos I talk about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk about me&lt;br /&gt;Others, I refuse to see&lt;br /&gt;I pretend to listen&lt;br /&gt;This makes me happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me happy&lt;br /&gt;Does it make others as well&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could know&lt;br /&gt;Could not care less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not care less&lt;br /&gt;There’s tomorrow, I can’t see&lt;br /&gt;It makes me anxious&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday makes me weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday makes me weak&lt;br /&gt;In Now I feel strong&lt;br /&gt;I make the most of it&lt;br /&gt;Now is the music to life’s song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the music to my life’s song&lt;br /&gt;Listen, even if I don’t&lt;br /&gt;Listen, if I like&lt;br /&gt;In my company, I can’t think beyond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t think beyond&lt;br /&gt;Its all about me…me…me…&lt;br /&gt;Selfish I may sound&lt;br /&gt;Don’t read it…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-614223930284260997?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/614223930284260997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=614223930284260997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/614223930284260997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/614223930284260997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-read-it-its-all-about-me.html' title='don&apos;t read it ... it&apos;s all about me ...'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/Sn7850j8P5I/AAAAAAAAAe4/Fpu1iBIsz_E/s72-c/silhouette%2520man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-7254386830634257452</id><published>2009-08-01T23:23:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-02T00:53:10.018+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Core of My Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Unreasoned</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SnST1YHyXAI/AAAAAAAAAeg/kz3aq2KDLB4/s1600-h/kissing-silhouette-_668168e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365075601322564610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SnST1YHyXAI/AAAAAAAAAeg/kz3aq2KDLB4/s320/kissing-silhouette-_668168e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;8th hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I wake up……..&lt;br /&gt;Vulnerable, I become&lt;br /&gt;It’s a one-way street&lt;br /&gt;I am running&lt;br /&gt;Away from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;9th hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I envision …….&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the offing&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the blurred horizon&lt;br /&gt;What is the direction&lt;br /&gt;What is the destination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10th hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I realize………&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need a direction&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need a destination&lt;br /&gt;I have an ineffable feeling&lt;br /&gt;An unreasoning passion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;11th hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I decide……….&lt;br /&gt;What I fear much&lt;br /&gt;What I long to feel&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I come back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-7254386830634257452?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7254386830634257452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=7254386830634257452' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/7254386830634257452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/7254386830634257452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/unreasoned.html' title='Unreasoned'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SnST1YHyXAI/AAAAAAAAAeg/kz3aq2KDLB4/s72-c/kissing-silhouette-_668168e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-4841193360473262442</id><published>2009-06-21T19:24:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-21T19:27:35.319+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Can't live without music?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/Sj48Ra3-SeI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Oy_5O7iuRNg/s1600-h/music.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349779677332261346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/Sj48Ra3-SeI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Oy_5O7iuRNg/s200/music.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7:20 PM. IPL 20-20 final, pizzas from Dominos (to be delivered in 30 mins), few friends and Afridi all set to rock (I hope he does today). Let me share this post which was long overdue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you among those very few who can't live a second without music? Well.. lemme share some links that you will really love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beemp3.com/"&gt;http://www.beemp3.com/&lt;/a&gt; : you can download any damn song in this world for free.... English, Hindi, Indonesian, Korean, etc. etc. for free. Why on Earth you will download Indonesian or Korean songs? Well.. remember our very own Pritam of Life in a Metro and Jab We Met fame. Most of the songs were copied from Indonesian and Korean hits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.in.com/music/"&gt;http://www.in.com/music/&lt;/a&gt; : This is from the TV18 group. The one that has a stake in CNBC TV18, CNN IBN, IBN7, Forbes India, etc. You can listen to live FM radio for free. You can create your playlists and play them whenver you want. Again, you can listen to almost any song (western, hindi, etc.). There are playlists and radio stations playing 80's and 90's hits as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/"&gt;http://www.last.fm/&lt;/a&gt; : It is an UK based music community website. It has more than 25 mm users in more than 100 countries. It has an inbuilt music recommender system (Audiscrobbler). It creates a profile of your music taste based on what you listen to often. It also recommends and plays artist similar to your favourites. You can create your radio station and playlist from last fm's library of billion songs. All this for for pretty inexpensive 3$ a month. Even if you don't pay, when you register, you will get to hear 30 songs for free. Also, you can download free songs everyday from the songs that offer to be downloaded everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sure..... Sasank will have some more. But... you know what he is too lazy to write a blog.. or to comment on this post even.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till my next post... happy listening....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-4841193360473262442?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4841193360473262442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=4841193360473262442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/4841193360473262442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/4841193360473262442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/cant-live-without-music.html' title='Can&apos;t live without music?'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/Sj48Ra3-SeI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Oy_5O7iuRNg/s72-c/music.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-1030035196762598690</id><published>2009-06-14T23:04:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-16T09:08:00.755+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Core of My Heart'/><title type='text'>Don't Wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SjU8IVbI4OI/AAAAAAAAAcE/GyuLz2LJ9qg/s1600-h/couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347246246459924706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SjU8IVbI4OI/AAAAAAAAAcE/GyuLz2LJ9qg/s200/couple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;You wait for a gentle touch when you’re sad&lt;br /&gt;You wait for shelter when it rains&lt;br /&gt;You wait for a hug when in stress&lt;br /&gt;You wait for time to soothe your pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wait for love when you need the most&lt;br /&gt;You wait for dreams to show you the way&lt;br /&gt;You wait for someone else’s smile on your face&lt;br /&gt;You wait until tomorrow to be happy today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wait doesn’t seem to get over…&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes… think of your pal&lt;br /&gt;Every second, every moment, wherever you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don’t wait… in me… you have it all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-1030035196762598690?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1030035196762598690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=1030035196762598690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/1030035196762598690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/1030035196762598690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/wait.html' title='Don&apos;t Wait'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SjU8IVbI4OI/AAAAAAAAAcE/GyuLz2LJ9qg/s72-c/couple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-2650086229356358551</id><published>2009-06-01T22:29:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-20T17:52:53.943+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Core of My Heart'/><title type='text'>You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SjzUXabF2lI/AAAAAAAAAc0/QSF1uS8Tzag/s1600-h/kissing+in+snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349383956104338002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SjzUXabF2lI/AAAAAAAAAc0/QSF1uS8Tzag/s200/kissing+in+snow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your tap on my shoulder, when I cry&lt;br /&gt;Your gentle touch, less than a while&lt;br /&gt;Your happiness, when I smile&lt;br /&gt;The look of your eyes in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts, when you are away&lt;br /&gt;Your talks, when you are with me&lt;br /&gt;Your believing in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Your telling me, there’s only one way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve stolen me from me&lt;br /&gt;Filled my days with smile of yours&lt;br /&gt;Lost, I am standing on life’s shore&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere, its you that I see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know, when and how you came&lt;br /&gt;Wherever I am, I feel your presence&lt;br /&gt;Crowded everywhere, but this place&lt;br /&gt;Everything, as it was, nothing’s the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-2650086229356358551?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2650086229356358551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=2650086229356358551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/2650086229356358551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/2650086229356358551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/you.html' title='You'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SjzUXabF2lI/AAAAAAAAAc0/QSF1uS8Tzag/s72-c/kissing+in+snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-312106492370840239</id><published>2009-05-30T10:06:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-30T10:25:26.923+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>ATTITUDE - You have it... wear it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SiC7rrmuAXI/AAAAAAAAAaY/xl80ltOciuM/s1600-h/The-Winner-Stands-Alone-2201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SiC7rrmuAXI/AAAAAAAAAaY/xl80ltOciuM/s200/The-Winner-Stands-Alone-2201.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341475517175300466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day a friend of mine accused me of throwing attitude for what I have done/achieved/become. This was enough to agitate me and I got furious and started defending myself with crazy explanations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about it later and realized that my friend was right. Why was I angry then?  Why was I defending myself? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... my friend was wrong in attaching reasons to my attitude.  I throw, carry, show attitude not for what I have done/achieved and become but simply for what I am and what I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I have an attitude and I wear it all the time. I carry it wherever I go. What’s wrong in it? Everyone has a right to throw attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear it because I do what I like and what makes me happy even if it is at the cost of hurting others. And I do it all the time. Well….. my intention is never to hurt anyone though, if someone is hurt, it’s by their choice and not mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live to make myself happy and I will do it for the rest of my life. If this is what attitude is all about, yes I wear, carry and throw attitude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know about tomorrow, but today and now I throw ATTITUDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTITUDE….. its my decision and my choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-312106492370840239?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/312106492370840239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=312106492370840239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/312106492370840239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/312106492370840239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/05/attitude-you-have-it-wear-it.html' title='ATTITUDE - You have it... wear it'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SiC7rrmuAXI/AAAAAAAAAaY/xl80ltOciuM/s72-c/The-Winner-Stands-Alone-2201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-6487797042936339666</id><published>2009-05-29T20:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-29T21:37:39.212+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business of politics and politics of business'/><title type='text'>World War III ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SiAHcEg7-bI/AAAAAAAAAaE/3MtkTWFQZio/s1600-h/nuclear+bomb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SiAHcEg7-bI/AAAAAAAAAaE/3MtkTWFQZio/s200/nuclear+bomb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341277336891029938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are we headed for Word War III. Probably not. But yes, closer to that. Not many liked the fact that North Korea conducted an underground nuclear test on May 25. This was a man-made Earthquake that shattered the borders of China even. This was in continuation of its rocket lunch in April first week. On top of that, immediately a day after the UN Security council's emergency meeting, it conducted further short range missile tests in the Sea of Japan.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;North Korea knows that the UN threats of sanctions are of no use. Pakistan is a good example. BTW North Korea was badly rebuked in 2006.  North Korea joined the elite "Nuclear club" alongwith USA, Russia, UK, France, China, India, Pakistan and Israel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's amazing is that the blast caused by this test is equivalent to US' nuclear bomb drop in Nagasaki in World War II.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This simply shows, though North Korea might be one of the weakest economies of the world, it is brave enough to face the likes of US and South Korea. US President immediately called South Korea and Japan and assured them of its support. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;South Korea has started intercepting North Korea bound ships for nuclear weapons. On top of that US is aiding South Korea in this process. North Korea believes this is nothing but declaration of a war. US has accused North Korea of "sabre-rattling and bluster and threats". Wow Obama's vocabulary is simply amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By conducting these tests, Kim Jong-il has sent a strong signal to the world. I don't know about signals. But yes, now Obama and the other power houses of the world will take North Korea seriously. Not a bad idea to seek attention. There are things that you do to command attention even if it may not earn you respect. Who cares for respect as long as you are getting attention. That's what North Korea did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SiAHjBmTsoI/AAAAAAAAAaM/fWvGw5jlsW4/s1600-h/kim+il20080721_KimJongIl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 174px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SiAHjBmTsoI/AAAAAAAAAaM/fWvGw5jlsW4/s200/kim+il20080721_KimJongIl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341277456367334018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 6 party talks on nuclear disarmament was holding it back. It will be interesting to see China's 'formal' reaction to this as China will need North Korea as a buffer against US military forces in the region. It will be good to see the responses from Japan and Taiwan as they also don't like to be viewed as laggards in this whole nuclear arms' race. Who knows they are already planning to test one very soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As regard India's response, well, Mr. Mohan/Congress is too busy with other routine issues to grapple with (such as bijli, sadak, rojgar and garibi) let alone think about a nuclear test. BTW, these issues have kept Congress busy for 60 years and will keep them busy for another 60 years if not less. Thanks to Vajpayee, we conducted series of nuclear tests in 1998.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Impressive stuff Mr. Kim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-6487797042936339666?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6487797042936339666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=6487797042936339666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/6487797042936339666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/6487797042936339666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/05/world-war-iii.html' title='World War III ??'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SiAHcEg7-bI/AAAAAAAAAaE/3MtkTWFQZio/s72-c/nuclear+bomb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-3010009828524262094</id><published>2009-05-23T23:09:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-24T21:55:43.127+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business of politics and politics of business'/><title type='text'>Look who's here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/ShkWmMHHyAI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/DaBa5JdPnGM/s1600-h/Forbes_India_cover_JPEG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/ShkWmMHHyAI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/DaBa5JdPnGM/s200/Forbes_India_cover_JPEG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339323678566369282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Finally the much-awaited business magazine Forbes India was launched yesterday.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is the first international magazine to make an entry in India. Since, FDI permitted in print media is only 26%, it had no other option but to choose an obvious Indian partner, Raghav Bahl’s TV18. I hope that this magazine will have insightful analysis as compared to the likes of Business India, Business World and Business Today, which has nothing but facts, facts and facts without any meaningful analysis.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What I liked about the magazine launch ceremony was the opening remarks by the CEO of Forbes Media, Steve Forbes. One of his lines was, &lt;i&gt;“The purpose of business is to spread happiness and not to pile up monies”&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Steve Forbes promised that the magazine would have global content with an India twist. Unlike other Americans he strongly felt that the growth of economies like India and China is good not only for India and China but also for the USA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Can’t wait to read the first issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-3010009828524262094?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3010009828524262094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=3010009828524262094' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/3010009828524262094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/3010009828524262094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/05/look-whos-here.html' title='Look who&apos;s here'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/ShkWmMHHyAI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/DaBa5JdPnGM/s72-c/Forbes_India_cover_JPEG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-7823987098413022632</id><published>2009-05-21T23:27:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-23T02:18:38.494+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Core of My Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Make the most of now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/ShWdxZPNj7I/AAAAAAAAAZs/aUcWBAw-XSk/s1600-h/happy-man-jump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/ShWdxZPNj7I/AAAAAAAAAZs/aUcWBAw-XSk/s200/happy-man-jump.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338346405231431602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me write my own lines&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter if words don’t rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Let me sing my own song&lt;br /&gt;Others’ can wait for some time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me dance to my own tune&lt;br /&gt;Don’t bother me with any other sound&lt;br /&gt;Let the music take me so high&lt;br /&gt;That it’s my tune all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/ShWdN8l_XQI/AAAAAAAAAZk/iJzr4uszKTk/s1600-h/Who_Cares(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/ShWdN8l_XQI/AAAAAAAAAZk/iJzr4uszKTk/s200/Who_Cares(Large).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338345796246920450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me paint your picture&lt;br /&gt;With me written all over it&lt;br /&gt;Let me capture it in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;It remains a secret… let it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me make the most of now&lt;br /&gt;Who cares… what’s gone by&lt;br /&gt;Let me cherish this moment&lt;br /&gt;Who cares… what’s ahead in time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-7823987098413022632?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7823987098413022632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=7823987098413022632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/7823987098413022632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/7823987098413022632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/05/secret.html' title='Make the most of now'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/ShWdxZPNj7I/AAAAAAAAAZs/aUcWBAw-XSk/s72-c/happy-man-jump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-6319852806735559515</id><published>2009-05-21T00:59:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-23T11:53:37.020+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Core of My Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Make the most of now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SheWBW4W9tI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/t-JADeBwCK4/s1600-h/girl+jump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 153px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SheWBW4W9tI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/t-JADeBwCK4/s200/girl+jump.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338900833337013970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One life to live and love&lt;br /&gt;One chance to be happy&lt;br /&gt;One life to be yourself&lt;br /&gt;One life…. just be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You create and own yourself&lt;br /&gt;Its you who you face&lt;br /&gt;You are in love with yourself&lt;br /&gt;You owe yourself your space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You owe yourself your love&lt;br /&gt;You owe yourself your smile&lt;br /&gt;You owe yourself this world&lt;br /&gt;You owe yourself your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love that you give yourself&lt;br /&gt;Is the greatest love of all&lt;br /&gt;Keep away from the crowd&lt;br /&gt;Stand different…stand tall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make the most of yourself&lt;br /&gt;You know why… you know how&lt;br /&gt;You owe yourself this moment&lt;br /&gt;Make the most of now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-6319852806735559515?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6319852806735559515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=6319852806735559515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/6319852806735559515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/6319852806735559515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/05/make-most-of-now.html' title='Make the most of now'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SheWBW4W9tI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/t-JADeBwCK4/s72-c/girl+jump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-3861496232838408082</id><published>2009-05-17T23:06:00.013+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-23T16:16:30.218+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Must Watch Movies'/><title type='text'>Definitely. May Be.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/ShBQDi1uDLI/AAAAAAAAAY8/JKcuSco0SYQ/s1600-h/Definitely_Maybe_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/ShBQDi1uDLI/AAAAAAAAAY8/JKcuSco0SYQ/s400/Definitely_Maybe_poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336853580255988914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;“Definitely. May be” is a touching, pleasing, beautiful, 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; best romcom movie from the makers of the best romcom movie “Notting Hill”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The movie revolves around Will (Ryan Reynolds), who recites the history of his complicated relationships with 3 beautiful and attractive women. The 3 women are April (played by Isla Fisher) Summer (played by Rachel Weisz) and Emily (played by Elizabeth Banks). He shares his story with his daughter, Maya. She has to guess who her mother is. BTW, Will is in the middle of a divorce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Though it is a romantic comedy, it takes a serious look at relationships. Its not only destiny, but bad timings, good timings, misunderstandings, communication, silence, understandings… that make or mar a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-color: windowtext; border-right-color: windowtext; border-bottom-color: windowtext; border-left- border-top-width: 0in; border-right-width: 0in; border-bottom-width: 0in; border-left-width: 0in; padding-top: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; color:windowtext;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It portrays beautifully that there is a very thin line of difference between friendship and love and we spend lifetime understanding what it is. We get confused as to who is the right one for us and who is not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Everyday, every moment, every moment of our life we make a choice and our relationships depend a lot on these choices we make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The most memorable moment in the movie is when Will practices his proposal to Emily on April in this manner:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I wanna marry you because you're the first person I wanna look at when I wake up in the morning, and the only one I wanna kiss goodnight. Because the first time that I saw these hands, I couldn't imagine not being able to hold them. But mainly, when you love someone as much as I love you, getting married is the only thing left to do. So, will you, um, marry me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;April immediately replies………… Definitely. May be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The movie (like most romantic movie) encourages you to follow your heart. We have one life to live and love and be happy. We have a choice to make the best of this one life. It’s never too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The surprise package of the movie is Bill Clinton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/ShBQQQar6bI/AAAAAAAAAZE/9F7Nydgw9Pk/s1600-h/definitely_maybe_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/ShBQQQar6bI/AAAAAAAAAZE/9F7Nydgw9Pk/s400/definitely_maybe_02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336853798649063858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;A surprising moment in the movie is when Maya says to her father…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Dad, I can't believe you smoked and drank and were such a slut….. but I still love you”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Another surprise is when Will says… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;“I haven't had sex since Clinton was re-elected”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; April replies… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;He's having enough sex for the entire country”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;To me the title of the movie is apt as it answers two questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Whether love exist……………. Definitely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Whether love last ………… Definitely. May be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;“The human heart has hidden treasures,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;in secret kept in silence sealed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The thought, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, whose charms were broken if revealed”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This is the Quote from April’s father in the book “Jane Eyre” gifted to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/32452702-3861496232838408082?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3861496232838408082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=3861496232838408082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/3861496232838408082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/3861496232838408082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/05/definitely-may-be.html' title='Definitely. May Be.'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/ShBQDi1uDLI/AAAAAAAAAY8/JKcuSco0SYQ/s72-c/Definitely_Maybe_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-796494249152138239</id><published>2009-05-16T02:22:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-20T17:54:34.104+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Core of My Heart'/><title type='text'>Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/Sg3X8f1N1sI/AAAAAAAAAYc/eMcly8kwl64/s1600-h/2607687-2-walking-together.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336158567840732866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/Sg3X8f1N1sI/AAAAAAAAAYc/eMcly8kwl64/s400/2607687-2-walking-together.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What is good and what’s not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why do we decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why worry about the destination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why don’t we simply ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let’s be together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And stand for each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let’s not say anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And talk to each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let’s not understand things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We will never know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let’s not ask questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let’s never say no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-796494249152138239?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/796494249152138239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=796494249152138239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/796494249152138239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/796494249152138239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/05/together.html' title='Together'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/Sg3X8f1N1sI/AAAAAAAAAYc/eMcly8kwl64/s72-c/2607687-2-walking-together.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-3059479569434707858</id><published>2009-05-07T00:32:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-20T17:59:00.105+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Core of My Heart'/><title type='text'>As long as</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As strong as you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As long as you hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.......... I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As soon as you express&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As soon as you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.......... I will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As far as you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As high as you reach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.......... I will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As hard as you try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As much as you miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.......... I will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SgLehPvU_wI/AAAAAAAAAVg/np0Kv1z6I8E/s1600-h/kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333069571502178050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SgLehPvU_wI/AAAAAAAAAVg/np0Kv1z6I8E/s400/kiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As long as you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As silent as you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..... I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As long as you will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As long as you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..... I will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-3059479569434707858?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3059479569434707858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=3059479569434707858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/3059479569434707858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/3059479569434707858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/05/as-strong-as-you-feel-as-long-as-you.html' title='As long as'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SgLehPvU_wI/AAAAAAAAAVg/np0Kv1z6I8E/s72-c/kiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-5196809601569210249</id><published>2009-05-07T00:00:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-24T21:56:40.358+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business of politics and politics of business'/><title type='text'>USA's illigitimate Baby - Taliban</title><content type='html'>USA never thought that its illegitimate baby "Taliban" will become its biggest pain. Taliban helped USA to bring Russia down. Now USA is having a tough time in bringing Taliban down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SgHcLk9CEGI/AAAAAAAAAVE/d2rVFVM37ec/s1600-h/34002.3US-Pakistan-Afghanistan.sff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 201px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SgHcLk9CEGI/AAAAAAAAAVE/d2rVFVM37ec/s400/34002.3US-Pakistan-Afghanistan.sff.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332785525239713890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I am writing this, Hillary Clinton held a trilateral meeting with Pakistan and Afghanistan leaders to tackle Taliban issue. Great Job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile there is a news of killing of&gt; 100 people (civilians) in the Farah province mostly children and women, by none other than the one who has initiated these talks, yes, the USA. You will not get a better example of “double standard”. If you have one please let me know. The strike was supposed to be on the Taliban fighters though. Narrow miss Mr. Obama and Mrs. Clinton. Better luck next time. May be you will kill a thousand civilian next time and utter a few words of regret just as you did today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were Hillary’s words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“Any loss of innocent life is particularly painful and I want to convey to people of both Afghanistan and Pakistan that we will work very hard with your governments and with your leaders to avoid the loss of innocent life and we deeply, deeply regret that loss."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why were Pakistan and the USA so late in reacting? Both the countries are fighting this battle without any preparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanks are rolling into Swat. Is this enough warning to Taliban? Let’s see.  Time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder that there is an outrage in Afghanistan.  More than that Hillary expressed her “personal regret” on the killings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This clearly shows that excessive power and education makes people fools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s scaring is that no one has any clue on the cities that these Talibanis have already creped into? Pakistan's nuclear installations will soon be under the Talibanis.  Good opportunity for Pakistan to beg for more US aid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this video of innocent children impacted by this attack. This is just a beginning.&lt;br /&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/south_asia/8036528.stm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-5196809601569210249?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5196809601569210249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=5196809601569210249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/5196809601569210249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/5196809601569210249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/05/creeping-talibanis-usa-attacks-fighters.html' title='USA&apos;s illigitimate Baby - Taliban'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SgHcLk9CEGI/AAAAAAAAAVE/d2rVFVM37ec/s72-c/34002.3US-Pakistan-Afghanistan.sff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-3801028328979296711</id><published>2009-04-03T22:28:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-20T18:03:23.115+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business of politics and politics of business'/><title type='text'>Prime Minister's Speech Speed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SjzXAt5qGoI/AAAAAAAAAc8/-_CMG5f7PD8/s1600-h/manmohan-singh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349386864730708610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SjzXAt5qGoI/AAAAAAAAAc8/-_CMG5f7PD8/s200/manmohan-singh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was watching the G20 summit overview on BBC yesterday. Let’s see what role does this trillion-dollar baby play in uplifting the so called “poor countries”. Also, I liked the way Gordon Brown said “we will name and shame the tax havens”. There is no point in blaming the tax havens when the biggest culprit in this whole mess is none other than the USA. Anyway this is not what my post is all about. My post is about the person who has spent his last 1800 days uttering two words only “Yes Madam”. I am talking about our PM, Manmohan Singh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should have seen the way he was responding to the journalists at the press conference in Excel Center in London. If I were one of the journalists, I would have gone up to the podium and completed his sentences instead of allowing him to waste everybody’s time. His face is expressionless when he is speaking. Looks like he is crying all the time. Even his strong points looks like he is murmuring prayers. His rate of speech on top of all these. I think he will just beat a snail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A person’s rate of speech governs his personality I believe. Manmohan’s rate of speech also reflects the rate of growth of our country. We have been blessed with these funny creatures to run our country. Remember, Shankar Dayal Sharma’s speed, probably slower than a snail. I don’t want to waste my energy talking about Pratibha Ji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway coming back to Manmohan’s speech yesterday. The sooner we get rid of him the better. His speed shows that it will take him 20 years to do what Obama or Gordon Brown would do in 5 years. I believe Manmohan is suffering from Aphasia. Aphasia does damage to the language centers of the brain. Manmohan has trouble with expression and understanding lengthy sentences. No wonder he was giving wrong answers to the questions from the journalists and his press conference lasted few minutes only. May be he is suffering from Stuttering also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-3801028328979296711?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3801028328979296711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=3801028328979296711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/3801028328979296711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/3801028328979296711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/04/prime-ministers-speech-speed.html' title='Prime Minister&apos;s Speech Speed'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SjzXAt5qGoI/AAAAAAAAAc8/-_CMG5f7PD8/s72-c/manmohan-singh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-5883289169352159437</id><published>2009-03-24T22:46:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:31:03.495+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Must Watch Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Core of My Heart'/><title type='text'>Notting Hill - Surreal But Nice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SckWXNGOKQI/AAAAAAAAAT8/mq0gmlMb3Og/s1600-h/Notting_Hill_album_cover_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SckWXNGOKQI/AAAAAAAAAT8/mq0gmlMb3Og/s400/Notting_Hill_album_cover_300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316805422996138242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, they played “Notting Hill” yet again on HBO day before yesterday.  “Surreal but nice”…. that’s how I feel every time I watch this movie.  Well… this is how William Thacker (Hugh Grant) summarizes his first kiss with Anna Scott (Julia Roberts).  Also, this is how Anna summarizes her first meeting with William after they part after the first kiss.  Surreal But Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can watch this movie again and again for endless reasons; the first, of course being the above and the others are the moments of subtle passion between William and Anna such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· When Anna asks William to sit beside her in the Park on the bench that has “FOR JUNE WHO LOVED THIS GARDEN… FROM JOSEPH, WHO ALWAYS SAT BESIDE HER” written on it.  In the background Ronan Keating is singing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smile on your face let's me know that you need me &lt;br /&gt;There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me &lt;br /&gt;The touch of your hand says you'll catch me wherever I fall &lt;br /&gt;You say it best, when you say nothing at all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· When Anna Scott says “After all... I'm just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· When Anna asks one of the journalists to repeat the question on the duration of her stay in Britain and she answers, “Indefinitely”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are moments of subtle humor in this movie as well, especially the one involving William’s flat mate Spike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it is the best romantic comedy of all time and you can’t stop yourself from saying “Surreal but nice” at the end of the movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-5883289169352159437?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5883289169352159437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=5883289169352159437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/5883289169352159437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/5883289169352159437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/03/notting-hill-surreal-but-nice.html' title='Notting Hill - Surreal But Nice'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SckWXNGOKQI/AAAAAAAAAT8/mq0gmlMb3Og/s72-c/Notting_Hill_album_cover_300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-7372829349167008510</id><published>2009-03-21T12:16:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-10T14:24:42.607+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Back to Black</title><content type='html'>Well..... I missed black truly, madly, deeply.  Can't survive a day without it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-7372829349167008510?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7372829349167008510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=7372829349167008510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/7372829349167008510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/7372829349167008510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-to-black.html' title='Back to Black'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-284228100575962871</id><published>2009-03-09T22:09:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:02:40.022+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Background to the new background</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SbVHR9105XI/AAAAAAAAASc/vyzVKoDA3hA/s1600-h/blackisbeautiful.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SbVHR9105XI/AAAAAAAAASc/vyzVKoDA3hA/s400/blackisbeautiful.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311229709537043826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't read too much into the new background.  I just changed it to the first or probably second available template in the blog, only at the request of a friend.  I am sure that I will switch to black soon.  I can not survive without black.  I have already started missing black.  And I dedicate this copied poem to black. " Black is Beautiful"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-284228100575962871?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/284228100575962871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=284228100575962871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/284228100575962871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/284228100575962871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/03/background-to-new-background.html' title='Background to the new background'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SbVHR9105XI/AAAAAAAAASc/vyzVKoDA3hA/s72-c/blackisbeautiful.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-1035496868451004783</id><published>2009-02-04T22:17:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:02:40.022+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Core of My Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>I am What I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SYnIEQQuMII/AAAAAAAAAR8/SkS864aQpnE/s1600-h/The-stranger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 289px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SYnIEQQuMII/AAAAAAAAAR8/SkS864aQpnE/s320/The-stranger.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298986411988234370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand rules&lt;br /&gt;I live life.... there's no end&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand expectations&lt;br /&gt;I am honest... never pretend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Stranger", "The Selfish"&lt;br /&gt;Call me by whatever name&lt;br /&gt;I am ahead of my time&lt;br /&gt;I am what I am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-1035496868451004783?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1035496868451004783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=1035496868451004783' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/1035496868451004783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/1035496868451004783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-what-i-am.html' title='I am What I am'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SYnIEQQuMII/AAAAAAAAAR8/SkS864aQpnE/s72-c/The-stranger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-2898698883916537666</id><published>2009-01-17T00:53:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-24T21:56:40.358+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business of politics and politics of business'/><title type='text'>www.2-Letter.com</title><content type='html'>Let's see how many 2-letter domain names can I think of and how many of these you are already aware of:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;www.ft.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;www.ey.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;www.aa.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;www.ba.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;www.ti.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;www.ta.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you got less than 3 correct answers....you need to do something else in life..... besides what you have been doing day in and day out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the answers:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Financial Times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ernst &amp;amp; Young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well it's not Arthur Anderson.  It is American Airlines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;British Airways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tough one.. right? It is Texas Instruments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another toughie: TA Associates, the private equity firm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last two 2 letters domain name to be auctioned were www.xu.com and www.zr.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are a few 1 letter domain name as well.  The ICANN has stopped auctioning these domains now.  The few lucky ones to be registered before the ban are &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i.net&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;q.net&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;q.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;z.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x.net&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out of the above only 3 are operational.  Just browse and find out.&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/32452702-2898698883916537666?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2898698883916537666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=2898698883916537666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/2898698883916537666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/2898698883916537666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/01/2-letters-websites.html' title='www.2-Letter.com'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-3146578669673557846</id><published>2009-01-15T22:55:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-20T18:25:09.907+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Core of My Heart'/><title type='text'>Life is Calling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 86.25pt; TEXT-INDENT: -86.25pt; tab-stops: 86.25pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 86.25pt; TEXT-INDENT: -86.25pt; tab-stops: 86.25pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 86.25pt; TEXT-INDENT: -86.25pt; tab-stops: 86.25pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 86.25pt; TEXT-INDENT: -86.25pt; tab-stops: 86.25pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align="left"&gt;Why do you see darkness everywhere &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 86.25pt; TEXT-INDENT: -86.25pt; tab-stops: 86.25pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align="left"&gt;When you know its daylight somewhere &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 86.25pt; TEXT-INDENT: -86.25pt; tab-stops: 86.25pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align="left"&gt;Why are you walking on a road &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 86.25pt; TEXT-INDENT: -86.25pt; tab-stops: 86.25pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align="left"&gt;that’s leading you to nowhere &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 86.25pt; TEXT-INDENT: -86.25pt; tab-stops: 86.25pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 86.25pt; TEXT-INDENT: -86.25pt; tab-stops: 86.25pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align="left"&gt;Why do you look into a mirror &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 86.25pt; TEXT-INDENT: -86.25pt; tab-stops: 86.25pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align="left"&gt;that make you feel good about what you’re not &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 86.25pt; TEXT-INDENT: -86.25pt; tab-stops: 86.25pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align="left"&gt;Why are you doing things &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 86.25pt; TEXT-INDENT: -86.25pt; tab-stops: 86.25pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align="left"&gt;that you have never dreamt of or thought &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 86.25pt; TEXT-INDENT: -86.25pt; tab-stops: 86.25pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 86.25pt; TEXT-INDENT: -86.25pt; tab-stops: 86.25pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align="left"&gt;Why do you dream of impossible &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 86.25pt; TEXT-INDENT: -86.25pt; tab-stops: 86.25pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align="left"&gt;when reality is what you want to live in &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 86.25pt; TEXT-INDENT: -86.25pt; tab-stops: 86.25pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align="left"&gt;Why are you searching for it outside &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 86.25pt; TEXT-INDENT: -86.25pt; tab-stops: 86.25pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align="left"&gt;when happiness lies within &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 86.25pt; TEXT-INDENT: -86.25pt; tab-stops: 86.25pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 86.25pt; TEXT-INDENT: -86.25pt; tab-stops: 86.25pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align="left"&gt;It’s never too late. Wake up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 86.25pt; TEXT-INDENT: -86.25pt; tab-stops: 86.25pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align="left"&gt;Why regret if you can’t restart things &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 86.25pt; TEXT-INDENT: -86.25pt; tab-stops: 86.25pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align="left"&gt;Listen to your heart. Recognize your voice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 86.25pt; TEXT-INDENT: -86.25pt; tab-stops: 86.25pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none" align="left"&gt;Life is calling, “Reborn and you will win”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-3146578669673557846?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3146578669673557846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=3146578669673557846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/3146578669673557846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/3146578669673557846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-is-calling.html' title='Life is Calling'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-1545509740051210808</id><published>2009-01-15T22:46:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-20T18:17:41.482+05:30</updated><title type='text'>End of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SjzZuHcpP8I/AAAAAAAAAdk/bLne5rrJWYI/s1600-h/BEAUTIFUL+DEATH+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349389843705708482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SjzZuHcpP8I/AAAAAAAAAdk/bLne5rrJWYI/s200/BEAUTIFUL+DEATH+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="Book: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="Book: "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="Book: ;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="Book: ;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="Book: ;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="Book: ;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="Book: ;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="Book: ;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;It’s a bright and sunny day&lt;br /&gt;But it’s cloudy inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;I am sitting motionless and still&lt;br /&gt;In front of a church&lt;br /&gt;The church goers are coming and going&lt;br /&gt;In front of the church there’s a garden&lt;br /&gt;The eventide prime rose is emitting a fragrance&lt;br /&gt;That mitigates my grief and pain&lt;br /&gt;The smell is soothing&lt;br /&gt;But I feel a bit unconscious&lt;br /&gt;~ ~ ~&lt;br /&gt;The church clock struck twelve&lt;br /&gt;It’s dark everywhere&lt;br /&gt;~ ~ ~&lt;br /&gt;The moment I was waiting for has come&lt;br /&gt;I am walking through the churchyard&lt;br /&gt;I see a gravedigger waiting for me&lt;br /&gt;He is digging a grave&lt;br /&gt;The task is not over, but I have to leave&lt;br /&gt;For a while, I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Tears are not coming&lt;br /&gt;But I want to cry&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&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/32452702-1545509740051210808?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1545509740051210808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=1545509740051210808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/1545509740051210808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/1545509740051210808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/01/end-of-life.html' title='End of Life'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SjzZuHcpP8I/AAAAAAAAAdk/bLne5rrJWYI/s72-c/BEAUTIFUL+DEATH+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-3895245956008001498</id><published>2009-01-03T14:49:00.019+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-20T18:09:01.579+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Things I have Learned in My Life So Far</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SjzYSA6BX0I/AAAAAAAAAdM/WaPGzukSEmM/s1600-h/things+i+have.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349388261401911106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SjzYSA6BX0I/AAAAAAAAAdM/WaPGzukSEmM/s200/things+i+have.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Just came across this fantastic website &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thingsihavelearnedinmylife.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;http://thingsihavelearnedinmylife.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; (also a book written by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 17px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Stefan Sagmeister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;). Stefan managed to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 17px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;learn twenty things so far. All listed in his website and the book. The author extends the same question to us:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 17px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 17pxfont-size:12;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 1em"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;What have you learned in your life so far? What is it that you are fairly sure about? What is it that you believe in by now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 1em"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Here's what I have learned:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 1em"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Never lend books: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; LINE-HEIGHT: 24px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Jacques Anatole François Thibault, AKA Anatole France, who won the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1921, once said "Never lend books, for no one ever returns them; the only books I have in my library are books that other folks have lent to me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 1em"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 24px;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Say I love You Now: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;If you love someone ...... say it now.... don't wait for something to happen.....else, it will be too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 1em"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 24px;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal;font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;"If you love someone, you say it, right then, out loud. Otherwise, the moment just passes you by"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 1em"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Read "The Catcher in the Rye" by JD Salinger atleast once in your life: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;And you will realize that people in this world are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;superficial, or in Holden Caulfield's words, "phony. It remains the most censored book and the second most taught book in public schools in the United States.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 1em"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Read "The Strangers" by Albert Camus atleast once in your life: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; LINE-HEIGHT: 19px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;ever display emotions that you do not feel, nor participates in social conventions requiring emotional dishonesty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 1em"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Be Honest .... Always: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Have the guts to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;tell someone how crappy that person looks in a particular dress, if you really mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 1em"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Learn one musical instrument atleast: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;I don't feel like explaining this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 1em"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Do not plan any important task between Dec 15 to Jan 15 if you are living in North India: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;These are the most unproductive days, thanks to the depressing weather around this time of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 1em"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19px;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 1em"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19px;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Whatever happens…. happens as a result of our own choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Every moment we live is a choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;We choose every moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&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/32452702-3895245956008001498?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3895245956008001498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=3895245956008001498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-3983654476222969758</id><published>2009-01-03T01:59:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:06:27.501+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Through the lenses'/><title type='text'>My Best Photograph Till Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SV57jojj6HI/AAAAAAAAAQI/b3Z1_1TV65I/s1600-h/DSC01747.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SV57jojj6HI/AAAAAAAAAQI/b3Z1_1TV65I/s400/DSC01747.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286798864691751026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SV57jojj6HI/AAAAAAAAAQI/b3Z1_1TV65I/s72-c/DSC01747.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-4915934901959000264</id><published>2009-01-03T01:52:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:06:27.501+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Through the lenses'/><title type='text'>Moving Dividers on Indian Roads</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SV538kIIaMI/AAAAAAAAAQA/j4IBTULp6Mk/s1600-h/DSC_1559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SV538kIIaMI/AAAAAAAAAQA/j4IBTULp6Mk/s400/DSC_1559.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286794894953179330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The permanent concrete dividers on Indian roads should be replaced by this more common divider (i.e. a Cow).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The benefits are as under:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.25in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l1 level1 lfo3; tab-stops:list .25in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;§&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No development cost&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.25in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l1 level1 lfo3; tab-stops:list .25in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;§&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No maintenance cost&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.25in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l1 level1 lfo3; tab-stops:list .25in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;§&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Flexibility – can be shifted from once place to another depending on the traffic situation&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.25in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l1 level1 lfo3; tab-stops:list .25in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;§&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No one would bang on this divider as it is considered a semi-God&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-4915934901959000264?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4915934901959000264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-4450488266616501532</id><published>2009-01-03T01:28:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:06:27.502+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Through the lenses'/><title type='text'>The 7th Fundamental Right – Right to Relieve in Open Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SV5y9GERr8I/AAAAAAAAAPw/xnx2WKj-ZVs/s1600-h/DSCN2348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286789406505676738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SV5y9GERr8I/AAAAAAAAAPw/xnx2WKj-ZVs/s400/DSCN2348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 4.8pt 0in 6pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Fundamental Rights are defined as basic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;human freedoms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; which every Indian citizen has the right to enjoy for a proper and harmonious development of personality. These rights universally apply to all citizens, irrespective of color, sex, race, place of birth, religion or caste. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 4.8pt 0in 6pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Fundamental Rights in India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; is contained in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Part III of the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Constitution of India.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 4.8pt 0in 6pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The six fundamental rights are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1.2pt; MARGIN-LEFT: 38.4pt; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in; mso-margin-top-alt: auto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-: "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-: "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Right to equality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1.2pt; MARGIN-LEFT: 38.4pt; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in; mso-margin-top-alt: auto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-: "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-: "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Right to freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1.2pt; MARGIN-LEFT: 38.4pt; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in; mso-margin-top-alt: auto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-: "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-: "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Right against exploitation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1.2pt; MARGIN-LEFT: 38.4pt; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in; mso-margin-top-alt: auto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-: "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-: "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Right to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;freedom of religion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1.2pt; MARGIN-LEFT: 38.4pt; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in; mso-margin-top-alt: auto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-: "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-: "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cultural and educational rights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1.2pt; MARGIN-LEFT: 38.4pt; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in; mso-margin-top-alt: auto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-: "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-: "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Right to constitutional remedies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are some people in this world (like the ones above) who will love to have another Fundamental Right (the 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; Fundamental Right), by virtue of their birth in India:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;THE RIGHT TO RELIEVE IN OPEN AIR OR THE RIGHT TO RELIEVE IN PUBLIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Fundamental Rights were included in the constitution because they were considered essential &lt;/span&gt;for the development of the personality of every individual and to preserve human dignity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-4450488266616501532?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4450488266616501532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=4450488266616501532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/4450488266616501532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/4450488266616501532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/01/7th-fundamental-right-right-to-relieve.html' title='The 7th Fundamental Right – Right to Relieve in Open Air'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SV5y9GERr8I/AAAAAAAAAPw/xnx2WKj-ZVs/s72-c/DSCN2348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-1719128725587634088</id><published>2009-01-03T00:11:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:06:27.502+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Through the lenses'/><title type='text'>Machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SV5kTenbCnI/AAAAAAAAAPo/S62AmxoSn2Y/s1600-h/SP_A0753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SV5kTenbCnI/AAAAAAAAAPo/S62AmxoSn2Y/s400/SP_A0753.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286773298378246770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Machine contributed 0.004 percent to the total population of 6,077,248 of Himachal Pradesh according to the last census of 2001. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try googling this word (Machine) and you will get 409,000,000 pages. However, I am sure that not even a single page will talk about what I am going to share.  The 409,000,001st page will be my page on Machine. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well... Machine is a name of a small village in Himachal Pradesh.  I was on my way to Koti (near Chail) and could not stop myself from clicking this photograph.  It's a village with a population of 234 according to the last census in 2001.  Initially I thought that there is an error on the board as there is no 'k' or 'lacs' or 'mn' suffixed to 234.  I am trying to find out the reason behind this mysterious name.  Will update once I have the answer. &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/32452702-1719128725587634088?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1719128725587634088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=1719128725587634088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/1719128725587634088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/1719128725587634088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/01/machine.html' title='Machine'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SV5kTenbCnI/AAAAAAAAAPo/S62AmxoSn2Y/s72-c/SP_A0753.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-3942853754046373255</id><published>2009-01-02T23:50:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:06:27.502+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Through the lenses'/><title type='text'>World's Highest Cricket Ground</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SV5bnG2UVhI/AAAAAAAAAPg/5Hxh7nh820E/s1600-h/SP_A0671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SV5bnG2UVhI/AAAAAAAAAPg/5Hxh7nh820E/s400/SP_A0671.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286763739991004690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top:3.75pt;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:0in;margin-left: 0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:13.5pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I went to Koti (near Chail) in the 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; week of June 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;One of the most interesting places that I visited was the world’s highest cricket ground in Chail at a height of 2444 metres (7500 ft.). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It was built by the Maharaja of Patiala who was passionate about cricket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Though it deserves a mention in the Guinness Book of World Records, it has not been considered for inclusion, as competitive cricket is not played here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The ground is mostly used for local school matches or military sports and drills. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-3942853754046373255?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3942853754046373255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=3942853754046373255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/3942853754046373255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/3942853754046373255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/01/worlds-highest-cricket-ground.html' title='World&apos;s Highest Cricket Ground'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SV5bnG2UVhI/AAAAAAAAAPg/5Hxh7nh820E/s72-c/SP_A0671.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-8786697189657906316</id><published>2009-01-01T21:56:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:01:32.877+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Core of My Heart'/><title type='text'>A Beautiful Relationship</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SVzwDZ_t5aI/AAAAAAAAAN4/TKCXE0UVR1k/s1600-h/relatioship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SVzwDZ_t5aI/AAAAAAAAAN4/TKCXE0UVR1k/s200/relatioship.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286364003934528930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText3"&gt;I don’t know why but I hate to tag a beautiful relationship.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText3"&gt;Is it necessary that if I like someone she has to be tagged as my “girlfriend”, “lover”, “friend”, etc?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText3"&gt;Well… I don’t think so.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText3"&gt;Does it matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText3"&gt;Not to me atleast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText3"&gt;If I like a person, I will like that person anyway, be it my friend, lover, or whatever tag someone (including that person) puts to my relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText3"&gt;Don’t tag a beautiful relationship and let life explore the limitless joy and happiness that person brings to life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Believe me, the relationship will remain unconditional always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-8786697189657906316?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8786697189657906316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=8786697189657906316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/8786697189657906316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/8786697189657906316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/01/beautiful-relationship.html' title='A Beautiful Relationship'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SVzwDZ_t5aI/AAAAAAAAAN4/TKCXE0UVR1k/s72-c/relatioship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-7757792386159769975</id><published>2009-01-01T21:21:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:04:01.665+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>The Shortest New Year Resolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SVznWFdMRYI/AAAAAAAAANw/QXW_OwXEf04/s1600-h/believeme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SVznWFdMRYI/AAAAAAAAANw/QXW_OwXEf04/s320/believeme.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286354429233874306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will write and post more often"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This resolution is for all you privilged and special ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-7757792386159769975?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7757792386159769975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=7757792386159769975' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/7757792386159769975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/7757792386159769975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2009/01/shortest-new-year-resolution.html' title='The Shortest New Year Resolution'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SVznWFdMRYI/AAAAAAAAANw/QXW_OwXEf04/s72-c/believeme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-6128965384642797834</id><published>2008-05-18T13:35:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-24T10:08:14.241+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sunscreen by Baz Luhrmann</title><content type='html'>Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99&lt;br /&gt;If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience…I will dispense this advice now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do one thing everyday that scares you Sing Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stretch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your body, use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room. Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you should hold on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respect your elders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth. But trust me on the sunscreen…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-6128965384642797834?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6128965384642797834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=6128965384642797834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/6128965384642797834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/6128965384642797834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-all-time-favourite-song-sunscreen-by.html' title='Sunscreen by Baz Luhrmann'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-4760277919642723212</id><published>2008-01-20T21:52:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:04:22.872+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Core of My Heart'/><title type='text'>You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SVzx5owsoTI/AAAAAAAAAOA/OBvGHuuX6nM/s1600-h/fog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SVzx5owsoTI/AAAAAAAAAOA/OBvGHuuX6nM/s200/fog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286366035122626866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Places,&lt;br /&gt;Where I have been&lt;br /&gt;Faces&lt;br /&gt;That I have seen&lt;br /&gt;Seas&lt;br /&gt;Where sun sets&lt;br /&gt;Rivers&lt;br /&gt;Where moonlight melts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have written on God’s beautiful creations…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;…… But You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Words&lt;br /&gt;That I’ll use&lt;br /&gt;Honest thoughts&lt;br /&gt;That I'll put&lt;br /&gt;On Love’s Canvas&lt;br /&gt;With morning’s pearly dews&lt;br /&gt;The Day&lt;br /&gt;I will say … I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will write on God’s most beautiful creation …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;… You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-4760277919642723212?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4760277919642723212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=4760277919642723212' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/4760277919642723212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/4760277919642723212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2008/01/you.html' title='You'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SVzx5owsoTI/AAAAAAAAAOA/OBvGHuuX6nM/s72-c/fog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-7823146133712924717</id><published>2007-12-30T01:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:07:59.907+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Core of My Heart'/><title type='text'>A Poet’s Inspiration</title><content type='html'>Every poem has an inspiration behind it. People spend lifetime interpreting the poem, but never understand the true meaning and the poet’s feeling because they simply can’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only two people in this world can understand the true meaning of a poem, the Poet himself and his inspiration behind the poem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-7823146133712924717?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7823146133712924717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=7823146133712924717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/7823146133712924717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/7823146133712924717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2007/12/poets-inspiration.html' title='A Poet’s Inspiration'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-2152723383330128719</id><published>2006-12-22T23:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:04:22.872+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Core of My Heart'/><title type='text'>Life goes on</title><content type='html'>A treasure is a treasure until it’s found&lt;br /&gt;A secret remains so until it’s told&lt;br /&gt;Love is love even if kept in heart&lt;br /&gt;Prayers are answered even if not expressed in words&lt;br /&gt;Life, like a ship, goes on till you sail&lt;br /&gt;Stops when it reaches the shore&lt;br /&gt;Don’t expect anything to happen on its own&lt;br /&gt;When you make it happen, you’ll love it more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-2152723383330128719?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2152723383330128719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=2152723383330128719' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/2152723383330128719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/2152723383330128719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2006/12/life-goes-on.html' title='Life goes on'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-116248459206601039</id><published>2006-11-02T21:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:09:50.131+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From my novel'/><title type='text'>Crap</title><content type='html'>If you would not be forgotten as soon as you are dead &amp; rotten, either write things worth reading, or do things worth the writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Benjamin Franklin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the reason why I am quoting this line is not that I am fond of these lines or Benjamin Franklin.  It’s just that when I was in IIIrd Standard, or may be IVth, my teacher, English teacher obviously, told me that it’s always good to start an essay with a quote.  That’s the only reason I am quoting Benjamin Franklin.  Rather I should say, I am quoting a quote.  I think I am just quoting.  Not sure if it’s a quote.  I think so though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, why did they ever bother to tell these things in school? I mean the Teachers.  Is it because they expected every student to write a book or an essay some day?  Or its because some of the teachers knew, that one of the students, probably me, which I am sure they never thought, may want to write a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hardly matters to me whether the quote above is by Benjamin Franklin or Benjamin, Winston Benjamin, the West Indian Cricket Star.  And I am pretty sure; almost half of you know who was Benjamin, the cricket star.  When I say was in the previous line, I don’t mean that he is no longer no more, its just that he no longer plays cricket. I am also sure that half of you who don’t know who Benjamin, the cricket star is or was, also don’t know who Benjamin Franklin is or was?  And those who knows, who was Benjamin, the cricket star, you might be wondering, was he really a star.  No he was not.  He scored 298 runs in 85 one-day matches.  I repeat, “he just scored 298 runs in 85 one-day matches”, I love repeating such things.  His average is 7.45 runs per match.  However, he managed to score a century though.  I mean he was lucky enough to grab 100 wickets in, obviously, 85 matches.  I don’t want to mention his test average here.  I think his one-day matches record is enough to prove that he is not a Star.  I like to address every cricketer a star.  For me, even Parthiv Patel, one of the spectator cricketers of the Indian cricket team is also a Star.  Spectator cricketers are those who don’t get to play in the field because they are not part of the playing eleven or twelve.  However, they get a chance to watch the entire match as a spectator sitting not in the stadium but in the dressing room, because they are a part of the sixteen-member team.  I think they are not better than one of the ten thousand spectators watching the match.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Based on my knowledge of records of a cricket star like Winston Benjamin, some of you might be thinking that I am one of those cricket maniac who would not sleep the entire night to watch even Ireland play against Pakistan.  No I am not.  Its just that I googled the keywords “winston benjamin cricket average” and got the above average in one of the links.  Well google can sometime throw encouraging results.  I mean encouraging for Winston Benjamin.  The site found 76,900 links when I keyed in “winston benjamin cricket average” and that too in only 0.55 seconds.  Even Winston Benjamin will be proud of himself when I mail him the search result.  But I wont mail him, as I don’t have his mail ID.  And even if I had, why would I mail him.  I don’t think that I will take this much pain for a West Indian cricket star, or any cricket star for that matter.  Moreover, I don’t think that it will please him if I write that he scored only 298 runs in 85 matches.  But one thing that will please him will be that I took the pain to atleast google him.   I guess I am the only person in the world who might have googled Winston Benjamin, the cricket star.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something about google that I never understand.  What’s the use of throwing 76,900 links, when you don’t even surf not more than first three or four links out of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the other reason why I have quoted Benjamin Franklin to start with is that his is the only clean book, I mean dust free, that’s currently lying on my bed and I didn’t feel like flipping through other books, more than hundreds that I have and which are lying on my bed wrapped in a thin or probably thick layer of dust.  Even if I spread all my books on my bed, there is enough space for me to sleep there.  Its not that mine is a double or triple bed.  It’s just that if there isn’t enough space there, I could sleep on the floor, which I have been doing for many months now.  For a while I also thought of flipping through entire pages of this autobiography to look for other suitable quote.  But I didn’t.  I am not lazy.  It’s just that I don’t feel like reading his book.  I mean page-by-page, line-by-line.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know who put his book on my bed.  When I say his, I don’t mean that Benjamin Franklin lent me his book personally before his death in 1790, which would mean that I should have been atleast 216 years by now, which I am not.  Its not that I like to hide my age, like most thirty plus girls.  It’s just that I am not that old.  If I were a Tortoise, I would have written the last sentence as, “It’s just that I am not that young”.  I hope you understand what I mean.  If not.  I can’t help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not very fond of this book or any autobiographies for that matter.  By quoting Benjamin Franklin, I don’t want to show that I read autobiographies.  Its only because someone, probably one of my friends who did not like the book, having read it after I recommended it to him, wanted me to experience the same level of torture and pain that he, or probably she went through while reading the book.  I think he was a he and not she.  Sometime I am confused because, my memory is not very good when it comes to remembering whether the one who borrowed a book from me was a he or she.  More so because they hardly return any book back, until the book really piss them off.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s why, when I am not sure whether a book is worth reading or not, I volunteer to give the book to someone.  If it does not come back to me, which means that the book did not pissed him or her off, it’s an indication that I need to purchase the book again.  As I already told you that I am not good at remembering whom I lent the book to, so I don’t bother to ask my friends in case they have actually borrowed some books from me.  I don’t want to feel embarrassed and don’t want to embarrass them too.  Either way, the result is the same; I end up losing a book.  I will rather loose a book than a friend.  I think it’s a lie.  I will rather loose a friend than a book.  I don’t know why.  Books are my best friends.  Only friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as I told you, I didn’t read The Autobiography of Benjamin Franklin was that I got it back from a friend, I don’t remember whom.  I know it may sound a little strange.  But that’s the way I am.  This does not mean that all of more than hundred books that’s lying on my bed, are crap, one that were returned back to me by my friends because they didn’t like it.  I already told you that I give only those books to my friends, which I am not sure of whether they are crap or otherwise.  The other books, I mean the books that I never gave to my friends, because I knew they were not crap, I have most of those with me, i.e. more than hundreds lying on my bed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, is “not crap” a proper opposite word of crap?  I know any good Oxford or Cambridge dictionary would have the answer to this crap, I mean this question.  The reason I have used the adjective ‘good’ before the word Oxford or Cambridge dictionary is not that there are ‘bad’ Oxford or Cambridge dictionary also, its because, the city I live in, every other streets have a book vendor selling Oxford or Cambridge dictionary for prices, which really creates a doubt in my mind whether its really an Oxford or Cambridge dictionary.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way I don’t live in Oxford.  I don’t live in Cambridge though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not that I liked the book The Autobiography of Benjamin Franklin so I purchased it.  It so happened that once in an Airport bookstore, Bangalore probably, I happened to bought and read a book titled The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t live in Bangalore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I purchased the book only out of my curiosity to find out why would a monk sold his Ferrari.  More than that I was curious to know where did the monk got the Ferrari from?  Was it gifted to the Monk by one of his followers?  Or, he happened to just bought a Ferrari because it is rare for a monk to drive a Ferrari and that he wanted to be different than other monks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I don’t think that book has answer to any of the above questions.  Even you know this if you happen to read the book. I could not read more than three or probably four pages of the book, when I realized that it was just another type of self-help type crap. However, the book managed to get my attention at one of the pages.  One of the pages in the book, that I discovered while I was flipping through the pages in my flight to Mumbai, had a list of books that the author recommended one should read and probably re-read in his lifetime.  And one of those books was The Autobiography of Benjamin Franklin written by none other than Benjamin Franklin.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way could someone else write an autobiography of someone else?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the answer is no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you really read the sentence above with five words and a comma and a full stop in it to figure out if someone else could write an autobiography of someone else, there is really something wrong with you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for those who are still wondering who Benjamin Franklin really is or was?  Let me tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not that I know a lot about Benjamin Franklin.  I am not one of those English honored, who has done his Masters in English, who has crammed every damn literature written by every damn writer.  I know some of you re-read the sentence to find out if its honoured or honored.  I don’t have an inclination towards American English nor do I prefer American English to Queen’s or British English.  It’s just that while I typed honoured and did a right click to find out what the correct spelling is, I got honored as a result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me come to Benjamin Franklin and finish this issue once and for all.  As I told you, when I reached Bangalore, or Mumbai, may be, after that flight mentioned above, I googled Benjamin Franklin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I purchased The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari at Mumbai Airport and not Bangalore Airport and that the flight was traveling from Mumbai to Bangalore and not Bangalore to Mumbai.  These Airport bookstores, they all look the same.  So I don’t exactly remember whether I bought it at the Mumbai Airport or Bangalore Airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way I don’t live in Mumbai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, before I google the title Benjamin Franklin, I thought Benjamin Franklin might be a rock star.  I don’t know why, but that was the first thought that came to my mind.  I thought the book would be a kind of those typical rock star autobiography or biography though, which would start with how he, I mean the rock star, went on to become, what else, but a rock star only, even though he was thrown out of his high school.  By the way, is there any other option left, if one is thrown out of a high school.  Thought one could always become Bill Gates or founders of google, if thrown out of high school, but I don’t want to comment on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I later discovered it later only, and, that to through a google search, that Bill Gates and Larry Page and Sergey Brin, the founders of google were not thrown out of school. I mean that they were thrown out for sure, but not schools.  They were thrown out of colleges or Universities.  Harvard and Stanford may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way why the hell they went to Harvard or Stanford.  Was it only to get thrown out of it? May be it looks good in one’s resume if one is thrown out of prestigious Universities? Will someone ever give a damn if one is thrown out of a school, lets say, Kushal School?  Well, Kushal School is situated in my native place, from which one of my close friends was thrown out of.  I will come to this later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s why I like google.  I mean, you cannot write a lie.  The moment I have a doubt on anything, yes any damn thing, living or non-living, I just google he, she it or they. When I say any living or non-living thing, it has to be either of the four, isn’t it? He, she, it or they. I don’t think that there could be other categories of things besides living and non-living, because these were the only two categories, I was taught in school, anything or everything will get classified in.  And I think that’s right.  How true it is.  But we human beings have discovered and invented so many different things out of what was supposed to be only two things, living and non-living things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish google had some feature that would tell me if the day, I mean the night, I was flipping through the pages of The Monk who Sold His Ferrari, whether I was flying from Bangalore to Mumbai or Mumbai to Bangalore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin Franklin was one of the Great Leaders of United States of America.  That’s it. Don’t expect me to write anything further on Benjamin Franklin or the author of The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari. I know if you are interested, you will google it, or probably scan the Biographies and Self Help Books section of any good bookstores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I googled and googled but could not find out the opposite of “crap”.  I asked one of my colleagues yesterday and she told me that it’s “good”.  What’s the opposite of “bad” then?  I don’t think that one word could be an opposite word of two words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked this question again to a different colleague of mine, who is sensible than the one mentioned above.  She replied immediately it’s “sensible”.  I think it makes sense.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the opposite of “crap” be “sensible” till I discover a more sensible word that makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;By the way, I live in Delhi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t belong to Delhi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-116248459206601039?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/116248459206601039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=116248459206601039' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/116248459206601039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/116248459206601039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2006/11/crap.html' title='Crap'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-116202952496073651</id><published>2006-10-28T15:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:04:22.872+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Core of My Heart'/><title type='text'>Another Love Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2229/3548/1600/Pen.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2229/3548/320/Pen.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days belong to the ambitious&lt;br /&gt;I am what you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;Nights belongs to dreamers &lt;br /&gt;Let me spend some time with ‘me’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories of the days gone by……… &lt;br /&gt;I write another love song &lt;br /&gt;That’s never meant to reach the intended.&lt;br /&gt;“I miss you” or “I am not alone”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another song, another book, another movie,&lt;br /&gt;another night. ……………Another dream&lt;br /&gt;Good morning! Another day, another ambition &lt;br /&gt;……another love song…. in the bin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-116202952496073651?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/116202952496073651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=116202952496073651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/116202952496073651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/116202952496073651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2006/10/another-love-song.html' title='Another Love Song'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-116171314980328662</id><published>2006-10-24T23:27:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:04:22.873+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Core of My Heart'/><title type='text'>I am Me Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SVzzs-S6ENI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/EikNnsHMBDE/s1600-h/handinhand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SVzzs-S6ENI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/EikNnsHMBDE/s200/handinhand.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286368016588214482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life was busy&lt;br /&gt;Home to work and back&lt;br /&gt;I spent weekends with friends&lt;br /&gt;Whom I didn’t want to meet&lt;br /&gt;With books and magazines&lt;br /&gt;That I didn’t want to read&lt;br /&gt;Probably had no choice&lt;br /&gt;Thought that’s happiness, success and that’s life&lt;br /&gt;But that was not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was searching for someone&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;The one I lost long ago&lt;br /&gt;I was searching for me&lt;br /&gt;The one I used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was living for a living&lt;br /&gt;I was busy&lt;br /&gt;Everyone thought I was happy, except me&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was happy for me, except me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot the songs&lt;br /&gt;That I used to hum when I was young&lt;br /&gt;I forgot the last song&lt;br /&gt;That I played on the piano&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t know when I write the last poem&lt;br /&gt;Or read a book that I want to read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t remember when I was me&lt;br /&gt;I don’t remember when I was happy, actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ ~ ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you came&lt;br /&gt;I thought you are just another person in my life&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ ~ ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why&lt;br /&gt;I want to be like you&lt;br /&gt;I like your likes&lt;br /&gt;As they used to be my likes too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every thing that you say or do&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of me&lt;br /&gt;The one that I used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ ~ ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is still busy&lt;br /&gt;Home to work and back&lt;br /&gt;ButI recollected my collection of songs&lt;br /&gt;That I used to hum&lt;br /&gt;I play the piano often&lt;br /&gt;I know when I wrote the last poem……………..&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love poems, books and music again&lt;br /&gt;Above all, I love myself again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank youI am back to what I was&lt;br /&gt;One that I used to be&lt;br /&gt;I am me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ ~ ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what you think of me&lt;br /&gt;But I owe a lot to you&lt;br /&gt;I don’t expect anything from you&lt;br /&gt;To expect anything from youI know,&lt;br /&gt;will be too much&lt;br /&gt;You have already given me so much&lt;br /&gt;Without giving anything&lt;br /&gt;By just being what you are&lt;br /&gt;By bringing me back to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t ever say anything that you don’t mean&lt;br /&gt;You don’t know, what you say or do&lt;br /&gt;Can change someone’s life&lt;br /&gt;You have already changed someone’s life&lt;br /&gt;You have given somebody ‘his life’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-116171314980328662?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/116171314980328662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=116171314980328662' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/116171314980328662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/116171314980328662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-am-me-again.html' title='I am Me Again'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SVzzs-S6ENI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/EikNnsHMBDE/s72-c/handinhand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-115711375777196732</id><published>2006-09-01T17:57:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:04:22.873+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Core of My Heart'/><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SVz0rGzTBxI/AAAAAAAAAOY/_0rCMO8zAsE/s1600-h/sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SVz0rGzTBxI/AAAAAAAAAOY/_0rCMO8zAsE/s200/sunset.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286369084023441170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People talk about true love&lt;br /&gt;Love is love .. ……&lt;br /&gt;It can’t be true or false………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People talk of first love….&lt;br /&gt;How can u number love…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is love……..&lt;br /&gt;It can't be first, second or third…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to number love……………&lt;br /&gt;I've been in love more than a billion time….&lt;br /&gt;I am in love every second of my life......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-115711375777196732?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/115711375777196732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=115711375777196732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/115711375777196732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/115711375777196732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2006/09/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v39OlUJR2w/SVz0rGzTBxI/AAAAAAAAAOY/_0rCMO8zAsE/s72-c/sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32452702.post-115512791988375748</id><published>2006-08-09T18:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:04:22.873+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Core of My Heart'/><title type='text'>Love to Life</title><content type='html'>Darkness is soothing when I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;The World looks beautiful when I open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Life is beautiful and I see beauty everywhere&lt;br /&gt;When I give my life to love and my love to life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32452702-115512791988375748?l=iammeagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/feeds/115512791988375748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32452702&amp;postID=115512791988375748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/115512791988375748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32452702/posts/default/115512791988375748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iammeagain.blogspot.com/2006/08/love-to-life.html' title='Love to Life'/><author><name>Talking Turkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
