<?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-5177906487545186209</id><updated>2012-01-30T17:38:40.845+05:30</updated><category term='Me'/><category term='Random'/><category term='earth day'/><category term='mother earth'/><category term='introduction'/><category term='save earth'/><category term='denial'/><category term='Hobbies'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='tagged'/><category term='copying'/><category term='experience'/><category term='college days'/><category term='election 2009'/><category term='favourite lines'/><category term='BIT Mesra'/><category term='nano mania'/><category term='debate'/><category term='jasoos'/><category term='Hobby'/><category term='BIT Mesraa'/><category term='FDI'/><category term='Friend'/><category term='electricity'/><category term='conflict'/><category term='daddy'/><category term='mango'/><category term='Sister'/><category term='emotion'/><category term='family'/><category term='Novel Reading'/><category term='random thoughts'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='Celebration'/><category term='sweet feelings'/><category term='fun'/><category term='mother'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='love'/><category term='memory lanes'/><category term='ETC'/><category term='Kirana stores'/><category term='funda'/><category term='emosans'/><title type='text'>JustAnotherBlog</title><subtitle type='html'>evolving expression</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-900150245742480624</id><published>2012-01-30T17:28:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-30T17:38:40.849+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memory lanes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Somes Names and friends</title><content type='html'>There are situations when we subtlety try to make some moments understood by others. One situation is characterized by these questions e.g. How was one supposed to make new friends? What words one had to say? Was there any well defined ritual? I did try to find these questions and would be answers in childhood days. One of the innocuous activity then was touch of forefingers followed by a handshake . Not to forget the excitement that followed . I am still not sure how swami made friends in "Swami and friends-By R.K Narayan " . But they can be taken to be ideal friends , at least for me it was the definition . Another open question , how was one supposed to end the friendship? , yes there was easy way for this ( because it was part of friendship ) . The ritual was to touch little fingers of the forelimb and exchange unfriendly stare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was one supposed to identify the best friend? Again answer to this was abstract rather than absolute. May be you knew someone is best friend when you had to separate , not to meet again. An interesting activity , regarding best friend , i got to know from dear mother. She said for them it Was easy and mandatory to find your best friend ( everyone had one best friend ) . They used to call each other with same name because they were best friends. I always knew there was "engine Mausi". My Mom referred to her best friend as "Engine" . I did understand the full scenario when i actually heard "engine Mausi" calling my mom as "Engine". Its amazingly sweet , even now they refer to each other with the same word i.e. engine ( How they found this word for each other is another story ). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A corollary to above scenario is situations when you call some friends with unique names .This name is used by only you and not others in general .Some unique names become so popular and everyone in friend circle will use the same for person under consideration. We do end up giving really unique names to some friends , i remember, i nicknamed one friend "NDTV" because he always had unending "news" to share. His name was later modified to more sober "ND". It's creativity at best when you can nickname people around you without fear of hurting them . You can only gesticulate wildly on hearing those weird names , sometimes you are at receiving end :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next question comes , how often we get chance to nickname friends? Some friends are there only for few hours. You suddenly realize what if you had known him/her for better? There is unknown conspiracy to send some people to meet you only for few days and some only for hours , serendipitous. There is realization of the truth , you can't save many good things for tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i look for concluding words , in few days i shall have to shift to new city . Present acquaintances will become part of memory lanes. Some moments will be part of the sweet memories for sure....The Smiling face of newspaperwala when he came with monthly bill , the ever helpful kirana store bhaiyaji who knew what i shall ask for , the repetitive question from the house Maid on weekends , " Bhaiya aaj chutti hai kya?" , the waiter at restaurant who knew i did learn to eat sambhar-rice at his place , the Paan shop i did visit only to buy the match stick box of rupee one , the chicken Centre guy who did give apologetic smile when his stock did end. These Small but beautiful moments define life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about the nickname replication activity , it is strangely cute occurrence when you call someone special as "baby" and as return you are called as "baby" by the same person . Obviously, the person in question will be more than friend for you i.e. THE ONE for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-900150245742480624?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/900150245742480624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=900150245742480624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/900150245742480624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/900150245742480624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2012/01/somes-names-and-friends.html' title='Somes Names and friends'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-8098826327112762076</id><published>2012-01-23T15:30:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-23T15:35:23.846+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novel Reading'/><title type='text'>The sly company of people who care : Some Lines</title><content type='html'>Recently i did finish reading many books. One of them has been "The Sly company of people who care. " Thanks to lazy me , i have not updated my blog for quite sometime.Here are some lines from the book which made me read them again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Water is essential truth of guyana. One's encounters with it were so frequent that one felt little amphibious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how we feel in rainy season. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: The way diamond wink at you , no gal could wink at you like so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If et al any girl winks at you :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: You can take something for a diamond , but never a diamond for something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may make mistake of assuming some bad person to be good , but good persons can not be taken to be as bad or something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: When horror is of such a scale , it begins to feel like fantasy and fantasy is easier to digest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All seems good when we imagine the worst scenario possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5: Though there was no watch on it , I Sprang up as if to show i was running late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautifully described in this line , how we pretend to do small things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6: Often he would point out someone and start a story about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There many people we find who have so many stories to tell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7: Everywhere individuals were looking interested in each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This situation is so weird , when it seems everyone has someone to listen their stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8: Everything which can be glorious is worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All it matters is to give second thought to something which can be glorious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9: She was prepared to tackle the world because the world to her was not absurd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life becomes easy if we start to accept that everything is not so absurd . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10: I walked and walked , I walked out of fear of stopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do many things just for the sake of doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11: Whatever done in darkness , soon comes to light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicely written , and easily signifies, the inevitability of the wrong doings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12: I wished there was girl equivalent of the man . I could walk with , slower and closer than they , laugh sweeter than they.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13: I knew her like quick addiction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people become so special in small time, weird but true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-8098826327112762076?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/8098826327112762076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=8098826327112762076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/8098826327112762076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/8098826327112762076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2012/01/sly-company-of-people-who-care-some.html' title='The sly company of people who care : Some Lines'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-602824135497614708</id><published>2011-12-02T20:15:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-03T00:48:31.569+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kirana stores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FDI'/><title type='text'>Retail in india : Where we are going?</title><content type='html'>" Oho Dipika ji...Lijiye aapka sab saaman taiyaar " . This immortal line from that Nirma Ad when the lady visits neighborhood grocery shop. Government of India has taken decision to allow 51% FDI in Indian retail market . No wonder , big debate has been going on , amidst protests and statements from some important and some not so important people. Everyone has own opinion, some can be easily termed as hypocrites who are opposing their own statements they made other day ; some are stupid at best saying they will burn foreign shops if opened . What about the people who will be actually affected? Some will gain out of this decision. Moving away from technicalities and the raging debate , i would like to look into the world where we interact with the traditional Kirana shop and how things may and may not be same again .  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The immediate question comes into mind is , what things will not be same? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1: The natural smile of the attendant at kirana shop will be replaced by the artificial smile of the attendants in super malls.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;2: You will not be asking new year calendar when you shop on the new year eve. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;3: How you can ask for that extra chili for free at the mall after buying weekly vegetable stock? Asking for some stuffs which are given without measurement i.e. ginger for rupee 1 Or mixture of spices for rupee 5 .  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;4: Can the statement : " you save rupees xyz , if you buy this. " , replace the original form of bargain?  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;5: You will not be treated like god for being first customer/last customer. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;6: What about returning things you bought which is not defective , but somehow you want to return that? Just try returning goods you bought from the super market store and we know how nasty and crazy things can get. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Having said this , buying all things under one roof can be good and bad idea as well. People can defend saying , " I don't have time to look for different options". Next question comes , we are running after what? The joy of buying vegetables confirming the market price by asking from 2-3 shops seems best market practice. They say FDI will improve the infrastructure and supply chain . Can we not understand nuances of supply chain management by knowing how we distribute news papers daily or how the the milk supply chain works on daily basis? But at the same time can there be no alternative path where we can improve the infrastructure without forcing closure of our neighborhood kirana shop or for that matter roadside vendors?   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Before closing , i would like to mention here one recent event. Here it goes..  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I decided to buy a sari for my mom and to make matters worse , i had to gift this as a surprise . So , i could not ask for valuable inputs from mom i.e. which color , which design etc . Somehow , i could not outsource this work on time and i had to perform this activity. What to do? which shop ? which design? at what time? Of what price? . I knew , i had to explain to mom , this-is-the-best-buy-after-elaborate-bargaining . I started devising algorithm and used delay-and-wait technique. I zeroed on to the tried and tested formula , be the last customer.This happened by constraint , rather than by choice , weird office timing and lazy me contributing to the resultant scenario . I reached the shop at around 10pm . They were almost drawing the shutters down. Did give the specification in some vague words i.e. color , medium price range , it's for Mom etc etc. The difficult part of action point was still with me , choose the best one and then look for bargain!. I did implement the screening procedure , though i was not sure of the criteria, May be it was first view and randomization . After first round short listing , it came to take final decision and bargain price. Thankfully , the shopkeeper agreed to good bargain ; at least it seemed to me , price was reduced by 200 from marked price. So deal was done and it came to completing formalities i.e. Paying the money ,take receipt , packaging. Wait! the situation had to become more win-win , at least it seemed to me . The shopkeeper offered 50 rupee less price than the agreed price , just because i was last customer. The Being-Last-customer situation had worked without me insisting on the same. Technically , i had completed the shopping part and was about to leave. Suddenly , it occurred to me , Man! something is missing!. After slight stress on my memory cells ,  i got the reason;  Mom usually asks for complementary handkerchief at the end of shopping for sari activity . I placed one gentle query before the shopkeeper asking to put one handkerchief with the sari. He obliged with a natural smile. Mom was more than happy when she found that "extra" handkerchief . She knew , what must have happened.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;May be , we love to shop in big place i.e. shopping mall, but memories are created in small places. I wish both foreign retail shops and Local kirana stores thrive together, I will see how things turn up.If foreign retail shops are dreams for many including me , local kirana shops form sweet memories. When dreams and memories shake hands , we are not sure which is better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : As i type these words , the song , "let it be : from movie desi Boyz " is playing on my pnone. My favourite for the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-602824135497614708?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/602824135497614708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=602824135497614708' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/602824135497614708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/602824135497614708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2011/12/retail-in-india-where-we-are-going.html' title='Retail in india : Where we are going?'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-5755524852613032144</id><published>2011-11-04T19:38:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-04T19:40:22.054+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novel Reading'/><title type='text'>Above Average : Some lines</title><content type='html'>I did complete this book  : "Above average By Amitabha Bagchi " . Here are some lines which i noted down while reading it. My thoughts on the same have been added after each line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: " Some lied brazenly like Kartik , others went about it more subtly. Some lied just to others, some to themselves as well." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This did remind all moments when i lied to me and tried to fool myself knowing i what i was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: " The averageness that i was ashamed of showing became my most intimate friend." &lt;br /&gt;The averageness is scary , we try to hide it from outside , but from inside we become friends with averageness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: " I pooh-poohed the board exams because everyone in the school did." &lt;br /&gt;This did remind me my class 11th days when everyone was crazy about IIT. Most made into IIT as well. I was fashion to solve &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics questions in maths class and Maths question in physics calss. The path was obviously difficult one , but everyone was walking on it ,together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: " We always ate rice for lunch and rotis for dinner . I thought to ask why." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom still wonders how i ate just roti in the lunch and just rice in the dinner. Something become so common in homes we notice , but we don't ask the reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:  " The evening was reserved for going to people's houses and eating sweets and then waiting at home for people to come to eat your sweets. It was only after this was done that the proceedings turned whole heartedly pyrotechnic. " . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This does remind me the diwali celebration in my family. With all efforts made to appease goddess laxmi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6: " When abhilasha emerged from the prayer room , platter laden with diyas in hand , wearing a heavy silk sari , it was like a life insurance ad , an Asian paints hoarding come to life. "&lt;br /&gt;I would call this a cute of a line. Its surprisingly happy moment to see b'ful girls in sari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7: " Shit man, whispered Ghontu. 'Antakshari! These people are such locals!'."&lt;br /&gt;This did remind me all antarakshari sessions , most importantly when we 5-6 friends trying to win the moment against one guy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very good at singing. He used to sing 4-5 lines of the song, we used to revert back with one liners. Not so sophisticated game , but yes, we  enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8: " Either I was to get into a management school or i was to go abroad to study or I was to take the civil services exam. It was a crossroads where to my mind , the first arrow pointed to money , the second to the pursuit to knowledge and third to power." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not understand what problem different career choices can throw until i had to face the same. Its uphill task to choose the correct option without knowing if any choice provided is good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:" Its a rule one of them said . If you have a partner , the two of you are entitled to play . If you don't , you have no rights . There are carom room rules. " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings back to me the sweet memories of carom room and wonderful friends i did made at carom boards. Yes, getting correct partner added to the fun , specially if you did involve in sleding and played scary shots to overpower opponents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10: " you could stay but you would inevitably become the only one left behind , lonely and dissatisfied." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The side effect of walking on unknown path. One should be prepared to face the loneliness and set backs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11: " TK's nickname is an abbreviation of tension Kumar,nothing to do with real name . Every batch in every hostel is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to have a tension kumar , it is a designation , rather than a nickname. " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happens everywhere , tensions-loadus-fratus are in every college , every dept and of course in every college hostel. So many souls depend of them for their academic progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12: " why climb a mountain? ...because it is there. " : &lt;br /&gt;challenges do inspire people. I have seen people toiling hard at difficult things with full dedication without thinking about  reason for doing the same. Passion they said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13: " Strongest and the deepest bonds we form in our lives are with people who know how to hurt us in the most devastating ways." : &lt;br /&gt;Ironical line , but very true in most situations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14: " He was ranked in the bottom ten of the class , a badge he wore with pride. " : &lt;br /&gt;Its not difficult to find guys who did not give a damn to the GPAs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15: " I had no real passion for anything i studied , although some of it interested me and i was competent at all of it." : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple confession is hard to make , we do many good things which may not be core area of interest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16: " For me and my friends , SPICMACAY was an organization you joined if you wanted to meet girls.The common perception was that you went to SPICMACAY concerts for same reason you joined SPICMACAY : for the women. And to make such public display of frustration was not allowed. ". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days are not far away when i was in this group when talking to girls without any reason was considered derogatory and act of desperation . It was not a secret , everyone wanted nice gals around them , but they refrained from showing it. Once my pen refill has exhausted , to make matters worse , that b'ful asked if i had extra pen . Since that day ,i carried two pens , but  that questions never came again i.e " Do you have extra pen ?" . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17: " You don't have to be a doctor or an engineer , just do something you like. I used to worry that i'll never find  something that i like . It was scary . "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No other words, its really scary , i don't know what i like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18:" In the past whenever i wrote something, i would always daydream that i had a girlfriend whom i could read. " : &lt;br /&gt;There can be no other better person to review what you write . For brief period i had this privilege , other times you have to be your editor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19: " I pass people coming from work. They seem to be serving a sentence. confinement in isolation. " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its good time pass to see frustrated people head back home from office ?( obviously when you are not one of them ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20: " A half solved crossword torn out of times of India lying on his lap. " : &lt;br /&gt;I had seen this live many times. Many guys had this strange habit of cutting the crossword part from reading room news  papers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21: " There were people to poison you , to push you down . But when were you down there were others who would help you up, who would heal you with touch. " :&lt;br /&gt;It very easy to find good , bad and ugly , and the situation worsens when bad people conceal themselves as good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22: " loneliness is a disease whose symptoms grow worse at night." &lt;br /&gt;How many times this happens , its 3 o'clock in the morning and you are unable to sleep.It great to have 3am friends.long live all those 3 am friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23: " I don't even know what i want to do, I just do what everyone else does. " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are helplessly guided by our surrounding , 'can't help situation' . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24: " We aren't what we do or what we achieve or what we become , we are and we always will be what we want."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very true , but its so dynamic , we keep on wanting one more thing or the other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-5755524852613032144?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/5755524852613032144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=5755524852613032144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/5755524852613032144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/5755524852613032144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2011/11/above-average-some-lines.html' title='Above Average : Some lines'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-3290411589482035564</id><published>2011-10-13T15:30:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-13T15:57:03.666+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memory lanes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>India Unbound : A side view</title><content type='html'>Recently, i did finish reading the book India Unbound by Gurcharan Das. A blog entry on the same was expected as an after effect. The optimism shown in the book is one of the better points , all of us should show similar pragmatic optimism in daily routine. By the time i realized , i was deeply engrossed reading each chapter with utmost concentration . I wish i can read everything with that level of dedication and concentration. It was heartening to read the facts that how Nehru's idealism failed to get implemented ,how we created difficulty in our own growth story and we failed to eradicate poverty in time. By the time we took measures to remove those obstacles , 40+ years had passed since independence and many countries have moved ahead of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without going into other aspects of the discussions beautifully raised in the book , i would like to come to the topic which i want to elaborate here. Obviously , these are my thoughts and as i fondly say , subject to evolve in future. In the book there were so many references of middle class values. Some values are so apparent and some are hidden , you have to really explore to discover that. The topic is difficult to handle as i can already feel . The source of values are multiple as i try to trace the origin. Some are family values which can qualify to be middle class values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Earn the right to have/haven't : I remember once i had asked dad , " why we can't have that thing called a-car ". Dad's gentle reply was , " only eligible people get that , for that you have to study very hard and get that " . Then i didn't know what people become by studying very hard. He said ,"  study hard , you will become someone good for sure and you will get 'that-thing' for sure ".  This certainly qualifies as middle class value and the motivation is kept alive by always working for the goal and good things do come in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: Austere lifestyle : Extra things should be minimized . Have only those things which you require. When i visit home, i am reminded of austere lifestyle which should be the guiding force. Family members still wonder , how that plate of vegetable served in a normal restaurant can cost 200 rupees per plate. I don't think mom-dad will agree to eat food served which come with such price tag. At the same time , Somehow they think new generation has right to eat that food , the bottom line remains "Earn the right ". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: Calculate your resources : I failed to explain to dad on the topic , why people use credit cards? His question was, anyway the money has to be paid , so what's usability. I tried to come up with those cash-back and use-now-pay-later argument. But still, that was unconvincing explanation . he said , "may be that is useful ,but i don't understand". Spending after calculating the available resources has been one main family teaching which has been repeated to me time and again . This sub topic will remain incomplete if i don't quote John Abraham . He once said , " I am from the family where 1 rupee is valued as 100 paisa" .This explains the importance of the value. Now i know ,in all middle class families this value is taught everyday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: Hard work : Border road Organization's Motto : Shramena Sarvam Sadhyam ( Sanskrit words which means .... with hard work everything is possible ) .  I was introduced to this fact in my family , though no one pointed this specifically . I remember my maternal grandma used to extract cream everyday from milk . The process requires a lot of patience and one has to believe the fact that milk contains cream and that can be extracted . That cream was later converted into ghee . With this small reference ,i knew with hard work we can do beautiful things. Other similar instances from my maternal grandma's activities are also mentionable i.e one can scan through 100 kg of rice in one go , looking for presence  of small stone pieces or foreign particles not belonging to rice "community" , we can separate two pulses from each other ,last but not the least, one can wake up at "4am" in the morning. Only requirement is belief, supplemented by hard work and sense of urgency. Of course ,later on with experience as we become good at things we do routinely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5: Learn good things from others  : Washing cloths , cleaning utensils , cooking. I did not know these things until i did know i need to perform that activity.I thought ," What is the solution ? isn't it simple?". How mom used to do this task?It's wonderful to know , that you know things from others , in their style. As i wash cloths , i know i'm using mom's algorithm. When i keep a backup plan , i know mom does the same way. When i leave earlier than usual to catch a train , that is dad's way. The arrogance , which i show sometimes ,is from my elder brother. In addition many attributes of mine have come to me from my friends , but that will be other topic of discussion. As middle class we do take help from others and learn from them as well. This can qualify as middle class value. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6: Ignore and adjust :This has been another keyword which i try to work on. I still remember the day when i had to go away from family to carry on with life from boarding school . Mantra given to me was , you need to adjust with different people.&lt;br /&gt;The end result has been , as most of the times i was reserved and was cautious with the fact that how much words i use with whom . I did manage to get good friends in the process.On broader side, we can not be friends with everyone, but this doesn't &lt;br /&gt;mean we should have enemies. Sometimes we have to compromise for mutual good. This is evident in international arena as well ex. India and china are not friends for sure ,with due respect to "Hindi-chini-bhai-bhai" slogan , but our trade volume is&lt;br /&gt;certainly very high. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quest to understand middle class values is life long . There is always scope to improve on all values identified and one can always discover new ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before closing : India Unbound is certainly one of better books i have read . Reading the book was simply fascinating and great learning experience as well  . I can happily say , I am better person after reading this book. The concepts and ideas &lt;br /&gt;described in the book will define me in future and will be guiding force for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-3290411589482035564?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/3290411589482035564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=3290411589482035564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/3290411589482035564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/3290411589482035564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2011/10/india-unbound-side-view.html' title='India Unbound : A side view'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-106454920414769624</id><published>2011-09-15T20:02:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-19T11:46:24.711+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>PMkJH Moments!</title><content type='html'>" Poochne me kya jata hai " : Loosely translated -&gt; We lose nothing by asking. This has been latest TATA Sky ad campaign and this has immediately caught attention of everyone. This article is dedicated to all Poochne-me-kya-Jata-Hai moments i.e PMKJH Moments. The idea is simple, if we don't ask on time we lose precious chance of getting what we want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i look back to trace my first PMKJH moment , it was mom asking me to bring flowers from neighbor's backyard after getting permission for the same. I recollect vaguely, i had suggested, " she won't allow ". Mom had replied , " poochne me kya jata hai , try to karo " . To my surprise ,that lady had allowed me to pluck flowers without making any fuss of that. Another moment , then i could not belive , people can allow strangers to sit in their car , we call that 'took lift' moment. I said to dad that car won't stop , why he'll allow us in his car for no reason? Dad had said with a smile , " Poochne me kya jata hai ?" The car had stopped and that was successful PMKJH moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we grow , PMKJH moments reach curious proportions. Its tricky, when Guys try this with many girls , Some are masters and easily ask for evening coffee and many fail to ask even for class notes from girls. First year of college had many PMKJH moments with so many people. Not to forget regular usage of vocal chords to say "Poochne-me-klya-jata-hai" to negate the disappointment. Looking for PMKJH moment in other spheres of life , one popular place is restaurant , we always ask for extra onion , lemon and that green chilly. Most of the times our query is processed with smile and sometimes the result is void . When its void , we smile and say , " Poochne me kya jata hai ? " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Referring to various job applications we send for dream jobs , and we get no response, we console ourselves and accept PMKJH moment.PMKJH moment may not always be successful, But the joy of asking and the satisfaction of the fact that " I tried", will negate the disappointment of failure. Before closing , anyway you have THE "NO" if you don't ask , So go ahead and ask, because PKMJH moments are precious .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-106454920414769624?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/106454920414769624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=106454920414769624' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/106454920414769624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/106454920414769624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2011/09/pkmjh-moments.html' title='PMkJH Moments!'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-8751652661324898580</id><published>2011-09-06T16:47:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-06T17:41:15.763+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>Our Ladakh trip</title><content type='html'>We know some days will be memorable , &lt;br /&gt;We yearn to enjoy that by planning,&lt;br /&gt;Actual form is unknown till the end,&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we did start the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those jokes and familiar mimicry , &lt;br /&gt;We decided , Do it this way , don't eat that way,&lt;br /&gt;Man! don't conspire and switch on the light , &lt;br /&gt;I have to finish that innocuous article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why he did not join , will that buddy will come later on?&lt;br /&gt;The journey is long and some days are gone,&lt;br /&gt;We reached Delhi , managed the first halt,&lt;br /&gt;Did board the bus which took us to manali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picked up few mineral water bottles, &lt;br /&gt;Did appreciate rivers and apples,&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, we set off to leh , &lt;br /&gt;Man wait!, we have to complete the para-gliding in solang valley,&lt;br /&gt;ok, no problem, lets divert to that location ,&lt;br /&gt;Get that camera ready , for which you were charging the battery ,&lt;br /&gt;Click few snaps in the rope way .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to cross rohtang Pass to see mountains in the sky, &lt;br /&gt;Don't know why people can't resist hi-tea,&lt;br /&gt;Sun has set , it's time to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;lets arrange the dinner and exchange bed time stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its morning , wake up friends!&lt;br /&gt;I need that liquid soap you have kept,&lt;br /&gt;Lets go to river side and check temperature,&lt;br /&gt;Is that a crow watching the snow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying Hi to passersby , appreciating the hard work they do every day,&lt;br /&gt;Now i know BRO works for better future , &lt;br /&gt;Mountains got bigger , roads became narrower,&lt;br /&gt;Our driver said , see this 22 cuts,&lt;br /&gt;Road with 22 bends , bottom to top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We searched, where is the end ?&lt;br /&gt;we read, this is second highest motorable road,&lt;br /&gt;As we moved , waited a Long stretch of flat road,&lt;br /&gt;At this height? its impossible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night fell , leh welcomed us , &lt;br /&gt;We wondered , such location exists in india ,&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by snow clad mountains ,&lt;br /&gt;Foreigners available in quite a number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets sleep and make tomorrow's plan ,&lt;br /&gt;Someone said river rafting , enjoy next evening ,&lt;br /&gt;Other interjected, shopping is a must ,&lt;br /&gt;Indus is so friendly , water flowed so steadily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now ,all knew what exhaustion means ,&lt;br /&gt;bhai log ...lets eat and sleep ,&lt;br /&gt;Pangong Lake is too far away , lets postpone it to next day,&lt;br /&gt;The day was hectic , How can the lake's water be so blue?,&lt;br /&gt;Please Explain the optics , click on the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Journey reversed , guess what? we are tourists,&lt;br /&gt;People talked of important things , &lt;br /&gt;What makes us better , what makes us wrong,&lt;br /&gt;At 4 am , all ran for cover, Sleep was too tough to overcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time moved , we did retreat to normalcy , &lt;br /&gt;Back to work , quest to catch the dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Here faces are strange , &lt;br /&gt;Everyone is busy with something insane,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concluding is not easy work,&lt;br /&gt;We eat words and mold situations,&lt;br /&gt;Some you can express , most can only be felt,&lt;br /&gt;In the end memories do stay, the best days become history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : The first question struck in the midst of our leh trip was...Do we have to go through so much effort to feel the magic?Time to get slightly philosophical, all things, if possible, should be earned with hard work to appreciate the feeling of triumph&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-8751652661324898580?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/8751652661324898580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=8751652661324898580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/8751652661324898580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/8751652661324898580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2011/09/our-ladakh-trip.html' title='Our Ladakh trip'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-8478836941626220394</id><published>2011-08-25T20:52:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-25T21:01:12.172+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Kittu's fast : 5 agenda</title><content type='html'>Everything in the House seemed normal till Kittu typed the words on twitter and facebook  ," today ,  i'll be on fast.Henceforth,on every Sunday, i'll be on fast ,indefinitely, till my five point demands are not accepted by the family authorities .There is no scope of any negotiation on this as this has been drafted after a lot of considerations with my friends". A copy of above text was attached to Mohit uncle's ( Kittu's dad) morning news paper and same text was kept on top of tea bottle in kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The actual text of five point demand are as under.&lt;br /&gt;1: Permission to wake up late on sundays i.e 11am &lt;br /&gt;2: Permission to perform 5-hours-computer-game-session-ritual on saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;3: Increment of Pocket money : not less than 12.5%  of current ( keeping in view annual inflation ) &lt;br /&gt;4: Green leaf vegetables should be phased out from dinner table . Should not be served more than 1 day in a week.&lt;br /&gt;5: Memorandum of understanding (MOU) on technological upgradation in coming months i.e new electronic gadgets, new bicycle, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All above demands are binding in nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To resolve the deadlock , home ministry ( Kittu's Mom i.e aunty juno )  has appointed chinki( Kittu's sister ) as official mediator.Chink approached kittu with morning breakfast . Home ministry also issued letter of threat and may resort to usage of force if the fast is prolonged.Chinki has assured kittu that his demands can be discussed if he presents it in more democratic manner . Fasting should be last resort. Kittu's friends have supported his demands and resorted to demonstration in front of his house. They left the place hurridly on hearing angry words from kittu's mom.  When contacted , kittu's mom expressed anger and termed the demands as "unrealistic". One of Kittu's friends, on condition of anonymity, has expressed aunty's such reply as Draconian and medieval. He said , " With time parents should take more liberal stance , Kittu's demand are very realistic and should be accepted without modification" . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile ,Mohit has called for all party meet to come to any conclusion. The meeting is scheduled to be held at dinner's table , late in the evening . Sushila aunty , Kittu's neighbor , has expressed apprehension on whole scenario. She said , " I hope acceptable-to-all solution is achieved in the meeting " . Meanwhile , juno aunty has said that sushila aunty's remarks   are "unwanted" and said that this is our internal matter and we can handle it as we have done in past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time of writing this news , Kittu's grandfather has decided to support kittu's demand in principle . He said , " Kittu's demands are democratic , I'm with him . Kittu's dad had made me face many such situations. Now he'll know how it feels like ".Now , everyone is waiting for the outcome of the meeting and Parents are worried because this may lead to similar demands in their territories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-8478836941626220394?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/8478836941626220394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=8478836941626220394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/8478836941626220394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/8478836941626220394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2011/08/kittus-fast-5-agenda.html' title='Kittu&apos;s fast : 5 agenda'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-25733990294988211</id><published>2011-08-03T21:03:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-03T21:07:46.350+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>5 Minutes  : Past and Present</title><content type='html'>How many times we yearn for that 5 mins of sleep in many forms . The form can be extra-supplementary-complementary-out Ofplace-important-necessary-not to forget-customary . Who can not claim to be fan of extra 5 minutes of early morning sleep . &lt;br /&gt;This is signified by spoken/unspoken words , " it's too early , i should sleep more , at least.....for 5 minutes".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clock turns back by quite sometime ,to class "two" days to be precise.I remember one small chapter, titled "5 minutes" ( paanch mitute in hindi , if i remember correctly ) .The protagonist of the story , Gopi , used to delay all activities by at least 5 minutes. Then, i was able to correlate my reluctance to do things on time with Gopi's act . Then , i  knew few nuances of time wasting techniques.Later, as years passed , i did realize these are signs of "laziness";one has to struggle all the time to fight laziness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now coming to the actual agenda , can the phenomena of  sleep optimization ( increasing by 5 mins ) may come under purview of fight-against-laziness? Unfortunately , answer can not be found in any available text . Most accepted answer can be , it depends from situation to situation . Taking example , if innocuous 5 minute duration gets elevated to 5 hours , it can easily be termed as brazen breach of  5-minutes-acceptance-protocol .Going for a case study , i remember one friend in school days , he used to regularly breach the mentioned acceptance protocol and this observation was known to all friends ( Boarding school it was ) . He tried to fight this embarrassment by authorizing and appointing few trusted friends to perform damage control if he was found extending the agreed time limit of 5 minute sleeping protocol . Various annexes were added to make-him-wake-up activity effective i.e usage of water , stick , football free kick etc etc ( depending on the demand of situation ) . Level three ( Red ) situation was identified if next day we had to write some exam . Level one ( Green ) situation involved usage of water in different quantities at regular interval. Aftermath of water-usage-activity was hilarious situation. Another mention of a friend who used to have big alarm clock , with snooze at each 5 minutes. Everyone used to wake up due to his alarm clock , but not him . Many times we had to face what-to-do situation , when the alarm clock  locked( &lt;br /&gt;security reasons) in his suitcase used to start alarming , with him not in vicinity . Everyone had to go away from the happening-location to avoid that irritating alarm clock's persistent noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At personal level , i have to earn the right to get that 5 minutes extra( this due to that me V/S myself fight )I did read somewhere , " nothing is worse than getting something without effort" . The right can be earned by performing some activities i.e reading 50 pages of particular book . Its similar to earning carbon credit rating in Kyoto protocol ( oops! out of context comparison ). As i look back and i get surprised with the fact that i used to wake up at was 4:30 am in my class 10th days. Things have changed but one thing has remained common , i adored 5 minute package then, as well as Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This piece of text will remain incomplete without mention of souls who successfully utilize their 5 minute package in bus/train/auto/class/office etc etc . One thing is clear 5 minute package has huge fan base and all love it . I am already inclined towards 5 minute package as i near completion of this blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : 5 min package was coined by me in combination with the college friend of mine...aytas we called him, he has been great fan of 5 min package .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-25733990294988211?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/25733990294988211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=25733990294988211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/25733990294988211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/25733990294988211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2011/08/5-minutes-past-and-present.html' title='5 Minutes  : Past and Present'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-8563037786666574488</id><published>2011-07-05T13:23:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-05T13:39:59.434+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>Perception change....in progress</title><content type='html'>Recently the results of "&lt;a href="http://adayinlife.timesofindia.com/"&gt;A day in india&lt;/a&gt;" contest  organised  by TOI was declared. Many deserving entries got admired and got awards as well . So many not so famous people have special talent in fields like photography ,cartoon sketching, videography is a great thing . Things become interesting when the theme is to see india from different angles , after all, all of us claim to know our country the best . I still wonder how Britishers ruled this country without becoming part of it , an achievement for sure because all invaders who came here got assimilated and became part of india. There are people who claim to have solution to problems as complex as corruption , its easy to enjoy lighter side of corruption with reference to our country.Knowing india is like knowing multiple faces of the entity....i have gone through introductory chapters if i consider India as whole book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i look back and try to know how did i know that live in india? The answers are vague , may be those school national anthem sessions .May be those Information displayed on doordarshan , specially that population clock of india and who can forget  that "mile sur mera tumhara" song which almost became another national anthem in those days . Modern version of the same song easily failed to give any competition to original version. My days spent in train journeys have helped me a lot in my quest to know india .I can't say as of now that i have discovered all faces of india , but i saw people of all states in india in trains . Most touching part of train journey is how people resent entry of new persons at a station and when they say bye to each other at further stations its complete deviation from earlier situation , some bonds are created . Special mention to nice faces and i cursed each time for not possessing telepathic powers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i write about train journey one special activity that defines one special moment is when the train crosses a bridge.If its a long bridge , people get ample time to show their fear/devotion to river goddesses . Talking about the activity , people throw coins into the river , some say its required to appease the river goddess as we are crossing her without taking permission . As a child i used to ask dad for coins and enjoyed this whenever i got chance to perform this activity . In one of those train journeys i remember one not so good comment by a fellow passenger targeted towards a lady who did perform the act of dropping the coin into the river. He said , " its a waste of money " . Friend of mine could not digest that caustic remark and retorted , if this is waste of money , so are all forms of worshipping of god. As i recall this incident i was a believer and worshipped god everyday , at least once in a day to be specific. Things have changed over the years, i don't know when non believer in me did born.But this coin tossing into the river while crossing the river bridge remains one of the sweets activities admired by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One recent experience which signified how thought process changes with time ,this is all but weird observation . I was going home this April , by train , one person prepared and got the logistics ready for the coin tossing activity . The weird observation struck me , Man! this money is going out of circulation . The repercussions can be immense to our economy . RBI has to replenish this money by infusing liquidity . This is not healthy for our economy ,  specially  if its developing economy like india and Inflation can create havoc for the poor people at the expense of some innocent person throwing the money out of economy.Clearly this is like blowing things out of proportion .This abrupt observation ends here , i know this is perception change in progress  :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before closing , even if i can not do things on my own and enjoy special activities like the coin tossing activity into the river ,I can always watch others doing this and enjoy. One of my favourite lines these days ,"irony is not bad in all instances".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-8563037786666574488?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/8563037786666574488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=8563037786666574488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/8563037786666574488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/8563037786666574488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2011/07/perception-changein-progress.html' title='Perception change....in progress'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-5383832152660680241</id><published>2011-06-20T19:28:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-20T19:38:08.622+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>Stay connected : delayed call</title><content type='html'>Other day i got "reason" to call one friend . It was his birthday .I looked back and wondered , last time i had talked to aytas( his nickname ) was last year on same day . How i missed other "reasons" to call him? The answer is unknown ......days just fly past us and we are mere spectators . Many times,  'reasons' also go unnoticed i.e holi, diwali , new year to name a few. Another questions comes to the fore . Why we need reasons to do as innocuous thing as asking how-you-are-doing? Other day another friend of mine called me .....this time without reasons.Its so nice feeling when you know people not around you,physically,actually do care for you and they are just a call away . They are ready with their suggestions ,information , help in any form . You may be helping one friend sitting far away with resizing his passport size photograph for submitting his job form. At other time you may say your friend in other city,"I'm coming to your place to stay for one night as i have exam next day. Other friends call and say , " Hey man! , plan a visit to this part of the world". India , if not world, has become our playground , a la that vodafone jingle. I remember days when i was not allowed to go away from mom's sight for evening game session . All my friends used to visit space in front of my house for games session in evenings . Whenever they tried to persuade my dear mom to allow me to go to main ground, that was denied with professional precision , which is possessed by all moms i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to what goes on during those delayed calls.The typical long lost talks start with , what else? What are you doing these days? Did you hear about so and so ? he got into IIM ...that guy went to US ....that guy got so and so package in that job. The talks moves to more elaborate area , the days when "particular" type of movie was watched for the first time and that too in group. The not-so-serious talks get intermingled with serious ones when future concerns are discussed. Some personal problems are shared . The talk turns lighter, kya ree! koi nayi ladki mili? no man! tumko lagta hai aisa ho sakta hai and we thank indian society for having concept of arranged marriage otherwise guys like us might never find a life partner. This talks is elaborated with , what happened to the gal you used to talk in hours officially recognised by owls , watchmen , lovers etc? And the typical reply ..aisa kuch nahi tha? The topic changes inadvertently when talk about genius guys,who are too good to act simple even in simplest scenario. Questions like , " which lap-top should be bought? ...is answered as MACPro le lo " and the desire to buy new laptop dies automatically . Why all good things are so costly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are friends who have more faith in your talent than on their own? They will keep on motivating you when it may seem things are not so nice. This scenario becomes tricky , a failure will mean letting that person down. Not long ago we were growing together ....now everyone it seems has chosen own path . People around me these days have different dreams , days are gone when everyone around me had same dream , same passion . We understood each others words just because the words were not heard , but evolved, as we fondly said in those days. Before closing few lines from jug suraiya : TOI-18th June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" when will at last i'll finish college? get a job , find someone i might want to spend the rest of my life with....will it ever happen? ..... With future already becoming past as we look at it ...for us who are no longer young time seems to accelerate at scary speed."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-5383832152660680241?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/5383832152660680241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=5383832152660680241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/5383832152660680241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/5383832152660680241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2011/06/stay-connected-delayed-call.html' title='Stay connected : delayed call'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-254104304788183966</id><published>2011-05-04T11:54:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-04T11:56:15.683+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Moments these are</title><content type='html'>Moments are delicate and sweet, &lt;br /&gt;You fail to mention how much you love, people around you,&lt;br /&gt;You want to continue speaking after saying bye,&lt;br /&gt;You turn back to see one last glimpse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments are special and memorable,&lt;br /&gt;When old friend call you other night,&lt;br /&gt;You wear same shirt again and again ,&lt;br /&gt;Just because someone did appreciate that long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments are apprehensive and confusing&lt;br /&gt;Which line to get in at ticket counter?&lt;br /&gt;Which word to say as communication starter?&lt;br /&gt;What to do when you have to wake up early?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments are long and still , &lt;br /&gt;You hold words in your heart ,&lt;br /&gt;You laugh, holding pain in heart,&lt;br /&gt;You waited for some one's glimpse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments are rude and bad,&lt;br /&gt;You get angry for no reason ,&lt;br /&gt;You fail to apologize in time,&lt;br /&gt;You let go happiness knocking your door,&lt;br /&gt;You are busy with some lame work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments are pure and joyful ,&lt;br /&gt;You participate in that famous gossip,&lt;br /&gt;You mimic and play pranks with friends,&lt;br /&gt;You know persons who care for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments of failure , moments of success,&lt;br /&gt;Moments of happiness , moments when you are sad,&lt;br /&gt;Some make us better , other make us bad,&lt;br /&gt;Some moments when you are alone,&lt;br /&gt;Other moments with everyone around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Moments define our life,&lt;br /&gt;Some are easy and some are hard to find,&lt;br /&gt;Some can't be mentioned in words,&lt;br /&gt;As they say....it can only be felt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-254104304788183966?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/254104304788183966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=254104304788183966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/254104304788183966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/254104304788183966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2011/05/moments-these-are.html' title='Moments these are'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-201090387108162057</id><published>2011-04-27T17:56:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-27T18:03:16.439+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>I was at home...for some days</title><content type='html'>It happened again this time ,&lt;br /&gt;Some moments predictable , some with new dimensions&lt;br /&gt;When i tried to bundle all moments together ,&lt;br /&gt;After all, i wait eagerly those moments,&lt;br /&gt;In short , I was at home ,for some days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people ask to wake up early ,&lt;br /&gt;All works, small big , requires notification ,&lt;br /&gt;Laziness reaches new heights, &lt;br /&gt;Mom asked , how you manage outside with such lifestyle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you learn family basics again ,&lt;br /&gt;mom asked , don't you bargain?&lt;br /&gt;When sister asked for computer tips ,&lt;br /&gt;She is still scared of computer viruses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When receiving phone means unnecessary spending,&lt;br /&gt;They call this is due to roaming,&lt;br /&gt;Eating home food , enjoying power cut ,&lt;br /&gt;Some light talks , some serious ones,&lt;br /&gt;Assuring dad , all will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When seeing dad following same routine,&lt;br /&gt;Receiving tips from him, which have always been same,&lt;br /&gt;When i know what will be spoken ,&lt;br /&gt;I love this and can't complain this unchanging thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the calender indicated , time to move&lt;br /&gt;implementing myself in front of unknowns,&lt;br /&gt;Making some decisions on my own,&lt;br /&gt;Chase for perfection continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad escorted me till station ,&lt;br /&gt;In no time , time came to separate,&lt;br /&gt;I knew,he'll return again in two minutes ,&lt;br /&gt;Oops! , this time he returned twice to say bye again ,&lt;br /&gt;To give same tips again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Train moved , i recalled all new special moments,&lt;br /&gt;counted what passed , in some days ,&lt;br /&gt;Don't know when i will return again?&lt;br /&gt;Will things be like this again?&lt;br /&gt;Some questions will not be answered,&lt;br /&gt;In short, I was at home......for few days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-201090387108162057?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/201090387108162057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=201090387108162057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/201090387108162057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/201090387108162057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-was-at-homefor-some-days.html' title='I was at home...for some days'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-4316847128827222796</id><published>2011-04-26T12:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-26T12:27:48.385+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>On your special Day : Reloaded</title><content type='html'>Not long ago i did write my blog entry to wish one of my fav persons, on her b'day. Then i had little idea that my next blog entry will be written for same person , this time on occasion of her getting engaged.However one tries not to speak up things , so many indications are apparent showing something nice is cooking. I wanted to ask my friend on this. But i did refrain from this considering its Indian culture not to speak anything when something pious is happening/about to happen.I waited for the news to come and i'm easily happily surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This engagement thing is still out of this world thing me. As i try to know what the feeling can be to get engaged ,clueless i get.But one thing is clear one finally finds someone with whom one will get old ( at least in Indian context). Some points that are coming into my mind , which can be associated to this day are &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: You can bug someone all the time with your stupid talks even without knowing what you are talking hardly makes any sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: You stop taking care of yourself because someone else is these for that work and you have to take care of that person all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: You ask for suggestion/help from the person without even thinking if that person can really help you . You have someone who will help you when anything goes wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: You know someone better then yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5: You get answer as "yes" to all the quintessential question you had over the years i.e will you read me when i won't write ? Will you listen me when i won't speak? Will you be on my side when whole world is against me? Will you hold my hand on all unknown paths i walk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above points i shall read in future to to get reference to update my blog when i shall know how it really feels to get engaged.Coming back to wishing ritual which i have already done using vocal chords, this time in written for the memorabilia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sweet Girl in you will turn into responsible lady , but am sure you will always be as cute as you are today.I won't forget your what-to-do-next moment after eating sweets at my desk....cuteness personified. Didn't i tell you GOST...god-of-small-things."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before closing ......One of my fav words....with a lot of power comes a lot of responsibility ......Now you have got the "power"...responsibility will follow effortlessly. Wishing you great future ahead and keep smiling :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-4316847128827222796?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/4316847128827222796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=4316847128827222796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/4316847128827222796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/4316847128827222796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2011/04/on-your-special-day-reloaded.html' title='On your special Day : Reloaded'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-6295866869510044947</id><published>2011-03-30T00:00:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-30T16:52:02.229+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>On your special day : few words</title><content type='html'>And  i thought , best moments are in past only&lt;br /&gt;Life surprises , and pure souls enter into the act,&lt;br /&gt;At times it can be sweet and small ;&lt;br /&gt;Force you to imagine things what it can be ,&lt;br /&gt;the act keeps moving , with small and beautiful moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to the point , gowd! that godly smile&lt;br /&gt;That innocent act , those stories from memory lanes&lt;br /&gt;Some talks keep us at toes ,those what-happened-next moments&lt;br /&gt;i-went-there-did-that ,i-said-this-and-read-that&lt;br /&gt;Some talks are special in any form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such souls really exist.....and i know one?&lt;br /&gt;Its scary to imagine,if you face problems&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can pray for such soul&lt;br /&gt;I Wish for you a problem free world&lt;br /&gt;A world Where there is no end of happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we search for pearls and gems,&lt;br /&gt;At times we find them in small things&lt;br /&gt;I take this opportunity to appreciate this pearl&lt;br /&gt;Oops! i have stopped selecting nicknames for dear one's&lt;br /&gt;I end up calling you god-of-small-things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy b'day to dear god-of-small-things :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : However we try to bind thoughts with words , Sometime or the other we fail. I'm almost sure the soul for whom this has been written won't come to this place to read this.So i'm taking printout of this. Time to press ctrl+p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-6295866869510044947?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/6295866869510044947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=6295866869510044947' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/6295866869510044947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/6295866869510044947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2011/03/on-your-special-day-few-words.html' title='On your special day : few words'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-7051611962110878364</id><published>2011-03-18T20:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-18T20:29:15.538+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>Appreciate and Celebrate : The Holi</title><content type='html'>1: Mohit chauhan : " I sing so many beautiful romantic songs,but i don't get time to do romance." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: Some words written on a oil tanker : " I burn , that's why you move "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is irony is so prevalent in our surroundings ( Objects/subjects taken together). To begin  with i would like mention my dad( works in bihar police) .When everyone prepares for festival day , dad is never sure if will get chance to be with family.why? The answer is obvious , special security arrangement has to be there on festival days so that others can be safe and enjoy without fear.Next example that comes to my mind is workers who build beautiful buildings in which they are never supposed to live.I would like to make special mention of of the contractor who always got contract to build new buildings in our school ( there a new  building was always under construction ) . He used to proudly mention " i have made all buildings of your school" ,and we used to get into discussion about other old stories of his, related to our school.Mom always likes others to eat cooking deligts what she is capable of cooking. This holi,i'll miss that "dahi-wada" , "maalpua","dum-aalo" . Moving on to public domain, people do amazing things for others, at times without knowing who are the beneficiaries will be. This should not be misunderstood with charities or people helping each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before closing while celebrating events and occasions we should give some moment to the thought that others are sacrificing so that we can get "THE" moment.Life is better if we acknowledge each others work and appreciate the same with words, if possible. Holi is the festival when we should forgive others who did something wrong to us , and say sorry to others , with whom we were not so nice. I offer unconditional sorry to persons with whom i was not nice knowingly/unknowingly. Life is already cruel, festivals give us time to sit together and enjoy and get motivation to carry on with positives accepting the imperfection we carry all the time. Happy holi.....its time to get colored&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-7051611962110878364?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/7051611962110878364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=7051611962110878364' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/7051611962110878364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/7051611962110878364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2011/03/appreciate-and-celebrate-holi.html' title='Appreciate and Celebrate : The Holi'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-9180690850429993825</id><published>2011-03-11T14:07:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-11T14:15:05.848+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funda'/><title type='text'>Cup that counts</title><content type='html'>Cricket world cup is on full swing and a blog entry by me had to come on this. Here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As World cup  games are being played and many records are being made in each match.Somehow the excitement is somehow missing in this world cup.May be too much cricket over the years is responsible for this ( thanks to 20-20 ). If i try to find reason at personal level , there are no McGraw, Donald , Warne , Lara , Waugh , Waqar, Akram ,Jayasurya , Ganguly , Bond , Yusuf ,Inzamam , Kumble , Flintoff, Klusener , De Silva , Anwar ,sohail....list is so long for the stars. Even the lesses known stars are being missed i.e Flower Brothers , Tikolos , Olongas and obuyas .Hey! don't we have sachin , murali , Ponting ,Kallis , Shewag , Steyn , sangakara , Gayle , Peterson .....list is small in comparison to earlier list and the impact is missing too. Why Pakistan has to  look up to Afridi only signifies the degradation of pakistan cricket. I would had been better if Akhtar was not there in their line up ...his reputation of is being eroded when he is being hit like anything. Brett lee looks shadow of himself , fear of fearsome lee is hardly visible . Australian bowling is still best but they are not far ahead of others . Talking about fielding , Africans are not the fielder they used to be .Everyone is dropping Catches as if they are happy to give more chances to batsman but they won't give 2nd chance to umpires ..read referral system URDs. jonty acts are a wishful thinking these days. Before the game, people are not talking about memorable rivalries .Somehow English team is showing they only care for Ashes and to make things worse better players are getting injured. Sachin continues to be everyone favourite as he was 20 years back ,but rivals have subsided i.e warne/Mcgraw/Akram etc.When the team india playing minnows should had been one sided affairs , sadly things are hard fought wins.Has standard of cricket dropped in few years? The question remains open.Talking about venue of matches played ...and mistreatment to viewers who had to face wrath of stick in quest to get match ticket is hardly acceptable. Eden gardens denied of any important game is another bad thing .Players right of Playing in front of 1 lac people has been denied in the process. Cricket politics winning here and ego clashes of cricket Administrators of this country are more important than the game itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of cynics talks , Only way can be forward way. The cup has come to the sub continent and this is best chance for team India to catch the cup at home.Cricket fever slowly is gripping the whole country.Everyone interested in the cricket talks is good thing. Cricket mad country deserves the cup. With time we will know the champions and the stars of tomorrow who will be missed in future world cups...aptly said...the cup that counts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-9180690850429993825?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/9180690850429993825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=9180690850429993825' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/9180690850429993825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/9180690850429993825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2011/03/cup-that-counts.html' title='Cup that counts'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-6716949662093142434</id><published>2011-02-28T16:46:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-28T16:56:05.626+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>Lunch times : Now and then</title><content type='html'>Its some moments past 1pm and i got some innocuous message on office communicator displaying "lunch" .The reply to this has got monotonous over the months i.e 5min/2min/lets go and sometimes rare modifications. Sometimes i perform the ritual of asking others to gather for lunch with similar responses mentioned query i.e lunch?. In other words this is reminder i.e this is lunch hour and fear factor associated is join the group otherwise one has to eat alone .At time people move to otherwise deserted place in office i.e cafeteria.Lunch hour is the the time for social interaction with some typical smiles flowing around and typical social interaction stuffed with rudimentary questions "how are you ? " " all is well? " etc etc .This is&lt;br /&gt;the time when one listens to particular tribe who are otherwise so busy and they carry their work all the time on their head/shoulders/brain ( if its there ) .Not to forget gossip mongers who don't fail to comment on their managers and olleagues .One should not forget souls want to share from miniature "dabbas" that they carry religiously from home to office. I wonder how one can cook that small quantity and to carry that and at the end offer that to 10 people(assumption).I don't khow if they are best at resource phenomena. Not to forget souls who survive on juice and they sip juice as if that has arrived from out of this world on their service .In between this sometimes chit-chat subject becomes  "Cafeteria food is bad" and not so good caterer.Caterer in my behave as if they are here on charity mission feeding hungry people/Who don't have access to home made food...charitable catering. Another tribe is who eat "fasting" food , its a misnomer..how can one eat in fasting?...but in India we do many weird things on the name of god...khuda ke liye. Its not difficult to find people who are on dieting and on special diet . They say," i eat highly customized food ", calorie count is in fashion.Clearly ,we care more for our health if the fashion trend supports that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of office talk...to refresh the mood i'll trace back to lunch timing in college days. Lunch time there was like another typical session to discuss " how bad the food is?". Different pros and cons of this topic were discussed at length.Eating roti "just_out_of_tawa" was a must do event. Anything cold was strict no no.As i look back hostel food was not that bad , at least multiple times better then the diet i eat these days. some dishes were "so special" or trademark of our hostel mess to be precise.Those french fries can easily beat much revered french fries of McDonald's and other places i have visited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to important question, what was my answer to "with whom i'll have lunch ? " The answer is it was highly dynamic...with anyone present there in hostel mess. All tables were equally likely .....side effect of having so many friends . It can be said there were several layers of friends between close friends and distant friends. Interestingly as i remember close friends were not my lunch time friends.I would like to add dinner time to previously mentioned phenomena. As i talk about dinner/lunch time friends i can't forget to mention other tribe of friends. Sports complex friends,pizza friends, Table tennis friends, watching TV friends,pizza friends,watching movies friends, cricket friends,bakwas talk friends,frustration session friends , study friends ,jhaduu friends( somehow my room was jhadu/broom room.....people cared periodically to clean their room i.e monthly/bi-monthly) ...gosh!! so many divisions ...but why i'm counting that? Wasn't it effortless? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How things change so quickly . Being formal has become the rule. I see everyday one of my fav lines personified in many souls working in office environment ...the line being , "we are prisoners of own identity , living in prison of our own creation ".&lt;br /&gt;The fear is can i save myself from being typical prisoner....i'll have to look for answer in future. 5 years down the line ,what i'll be doing? Will i ping colleagues for one typical lunch session and have typical lunch time talks.Its scary ...it would be interesting to see what happens...which path to choose...so much of confusion and that is magnifying the fear.Before closing , getting company while having lunch/dinner is privilege , if no is around , silently ,i arrange for the sweet debate , me v/s myself moments i call it .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-6716949662093142434?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/6716949662093142434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=6716949662093142434' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/6716949662093142434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/6716949662093142434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2011/02/lunch-times-now-and-then.html' title='Lunch times : Now and then'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-1195809438866919767</id><published>2011-02-03T18:46:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-03T18:49:11.319+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>Scary selfishness</title><content type='html'>Mike Tyson : 14th July 2010  : " The first stage of my life was just a whole bunch of selfishness. Just a whole bunch of gifts to myself and people who didn't necessarily deserve it. Now I'm 44, and I realize that my whole life is just a f--king waste. 'Greatest man on the planet'? I wasn't half the man I thought I was. So if there's a big plan now, it's just to give-it's selflessness, caring for the people who deserve it. Because I think I'm a pig. I have this uncanny ability to look at myself in the mirror and say, 'This is a pig. You are a f--king piece of sh-t."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selfishness can make one feel really bad. At least we can help others when they ask for your help. No wonder that this line is one of my favourite , " At the end of the day it doesn't matter how much you get from others , but , how much you are able to give" .As i write his i remember some unknown faces whom i helped. That illiterate man at ATM machine who didn't know how to use that ATM machine , that old lady who held my hand while crossing the road , the man who asked me how to fill form to deposit money at bank , the guy whose ticket was not confirmed and i made him sleep on my berth , that junior in school who walked up to me to me to ask how to write speech . Through the list is not uncountable , but still they make me smile each time i remember those moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help offered to friends is obviously not mentioned in the list . At times whole day and more was devoted to solve the problems which created problem for them. Even if the problem was not of any significant magnitude i.e some mathematics problem.I'm getting guilty feeling( i should not mention about help offered/given ). A generous "thank-you" was not acceptable . Somehow,i never got comfortable with this word if i added that person in my friend list.With time i have started accepting this "thank-you" formality with a awkward "welcome".Coming to the recent event when i told one friend to write on chat window " calling you " rather then " can i call you?" . Its highly not-good-feeling to give permission to anyone calling me. Reason is simple , helping is at very high priority for me. The feeling that comes on seeing smiling face is the reward which is unique in its kind.sometimes,one can only imagine that smile because that person is not in front of you.But this hardly reduces feel-good -feeling.The sense of "i am of some use to other " is really special one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before closing,i'm happy to help unconditionally and someday i don't want to call myself "a pig".The work is on :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-1195809438866919767?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/1195809438866919767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=1195809438866919767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/1195809438866919767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/1195809438866919767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2011/02/scary-selfishness.html' title='Scary selfishness'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-8065096696562049627</id><published>2011-02-01T11:48:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-01T11:51:20.076+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Choti and frogy moments</title><content type='html'>Note : C=choti , f=frogy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from one typical choti-frogy talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the talk.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f: you like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c: you mean, i should call you sweet and cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f: There you go.Now you know me better.....i'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c: That's fine , but i like surprises, Saying you what you want me to say is hardly cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f: yes, that i know ...but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c: May be you should call me cute then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f: I should ..but you are too cute to be called cute and your sweetness can hardly be confined in one word "Sweet".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c: Don't try to be....leave it. Now, i want you to surprise me because i like surprises. Enough reasons...isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f: ok , i shall try to surprise you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c: aha! , what do you mean?? From where these words "try to " , "shall" are coming. Just say you will surprise me now and now only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f: ok....i'll surprise you now and now only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c: now, i like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f: i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c: oh no!!! , why your face is looking like sady sady?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f: nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c: no something is wrong. I shouldn't had talked to you like that. I'm so rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f: now see that expression on your face. Didn't i say , you are too cute to be called cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c: yes Mr. Frogy , you know things better than me. And i can say any number of times you are so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f: crazy at best you are...aren't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c: as you say.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still in the middle of the talk.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some talks are really endless. Some fights are typical but still refreshing each time. Talking about Protagonists of the story. First Frogy . He was too much confused , kind at heart ( don't know how he was non-vegetarian ),late in realizing mistakes,bad at emotions(good at hiding them) ,always a sigh creature. About choti , less said is best said as her name says.So aggressive ( frogy had to face it every moment ) , strong willed , strong at heart , good at handling weak souls ( after all frogy was to be handled emotionally). At the core of that strong soul did lie so innocent face of choti. As Mr. frogy claimed every time, this innocent face did make him fall for choti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to the story, how it started? When-where-why? Was it really a story? Answer is unknown. Mr. frogy didn't believe in luck/fate/destiny. Choti did count these things.What held them together in those circumstances is bigger mystery. It was 2312 AD to be precise. Humans had developed "too much". To add to these confusion , technology had developed so much that it was possible to make other species from existing i.e frogs to humans. Many countries had mastered this technology. But this was still not easily available technology to all countries. Mr. frogy was chosen frog in country kumken to be first frog-made-human. Choti , a human belonging to the 'lilliput' tribe was working as intern in the lab where this secret mission was being incorporated. The moment when they saw each other was not love at first sight. Then they hardly knew what lay ahead for them.......series of special moments , each contained full life in itself. Sometimes longevity can't be measured in terms of time elapsed...sometimes precious value of each moment dictates the measurement criteria....the unending saga that was....Frogy and choti moments i did call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : The person for whom this was written, disdainfully rejected to read this. But sometimes some lines are written even if no one is going to read them . "Will you read me when i won't write? " , answer i got , "NO".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-8065096696562049627?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/8065096696562049627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=8065096696562049627' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/8065096696562049627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/8065096696562049627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2011/02/choti-and-frogy-moments.html' title='Choti and frogy moments'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-4873300484035655261</id><published>2011-01-28T19:13:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-28T19:17:09.065+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Change : The observation</title><content type='html'>How diffcult it gets to share emotions. Its not easy to climb those walls time and again. How often we think twice before calling someone? The questions are obvious,what will i talk? do i have reason to call? Do i have reason to send SMS? How things take twists and turns? Once unseen barriers become rift and that keeps on widening? Is looking towards different path can solve the problem? It's easy to make speculation? why-someone-did-this-to-me scenario? How often talking to self only increases the pain? How helpless one can get when there is no &lt;a href="http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/04/me-vs-myself-cartoons.html"&gt;fight between me and myself &lt;/a&gt;, not long ago this fight inside me was sweet and cute( for quite sometime they are sadly in unison ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In past scenarios this situation was the case when i used to open some random page from my notebook and used to write randomly, bringing my thoughts on paper. I still remember that embarrassing situation when my friend had opened one of those pages and started reading that( class 11 days to be precise ) . I had to literally snatch the notebook vehemently to save my thoughts from being read. That reaction of mine was rude and uncharacteristic of me for sure. I didn't know then many more such pages are to be written . As i write this blog entry i surprisingly know i don't possess any of those pages at this moment. Pages which contained my emotions in black and white. most of the times they were new resolutions , i-shall-do-this-do-that type to motivate self. Others meant to criticize self for wrong actions. When even 1 hour was scrutinized and analyzed. Number of sleeping hours were counted and curtailed. Alarm clock was effectively used time and again . Waking up early in morning was regular phenomena .Spending even 1 rupee had to be justified .Eating outside was part of rarest of rare occasion . Dream was about unknown future. Sometimes doing everything to capacity can't keep away some difficult moments away.Mountain of expectations were ahead of me. i knew ,  "good is not good when excellent is expected" . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i'm writing these otherwise meaningless words and throat is too chocked to speak any words; I find only one change in me over the years. Then,i didn't want anyone to listen my sad words. Words which haunt me and defeat me in war inside me everytime. Now, somehow its getting frustratingly difficult to hold words inside me. I just wish this phenomena is temporary one. But agonies are so difficult to handle, only because we don't know about length of that. The quest goes on, in search of the soul who will listen to "i-me-and-myself" at the same time . Waiting for the days when the fight, "me v/s myself" ,is resumed.I just hope that sweet fight is resumed ASAP : as soon as possible....the wait is on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-4873300484035655261?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/4873300484035655261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=4873300484035655261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/4873300484035655261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/4873300484035655261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2011/01/change-observation.html' title='Change : The observation'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-882045213592490284</id><published>2011-01-18T23:30:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-19T12:07:11.064+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>Happy B'day to worker-Dear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lavenderbakery.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/leos-bday-cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 400px;" src="http://lavenderbakery.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/leos-bday-cake.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few words can't make the whole story ,&lt;br /&gt;But the quest goes on and on .&lt;br /&gt;What if the person says i couldn't got your single word?&lt;br /&gt;Answer again same...quest goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quest is to spread smile ,&lt;br /&gt;To appreciate what i observe ,&lt;br /&gt;To say words unsaid ,&lt;br /&gt;To learn from some good points ,&lt;br /&gt;And make evolving changes in mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say, we don't know people by chance&lt;br /&gt;There is big conspiracy&lt;br /&gt;For me those are opportunities to gain from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops! my non-poetic self is laughing ,&lt;br /&gt;Words are not rhyming ,&lt;br /&gt;Thought process going haywire,&lt;br /&gt;Damn!! i made it confusing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to revert back to simplicity&lt;br /&gt;Simply said is best said&lt;br /&gt;Some words i tried to write on your b'day ,&lt;br /&gt;To wish and send happiness in this way .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to add to this days wish list for you,&lt;br /&gt;May that smile be always there from where it belongs ,&lt;br /&gt;May your all wishes come true ,&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is always replicated around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : Happy B'day to worker-dear. Its no wonder that i did end up calling someone worker-dear;  after all , "slave" and "mazdoor" was favourite word made favourite by me in our friend circle. Some sweet additions keep happening to already sweet things . That is what the quest is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s : Coffee at "my_desk_away_from_my_desk" has got into some sweet memories i shall carry forward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-882045213592490284?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/882045213592490284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=882045213592490284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/882045213592490284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/882045213592490284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-bday-to-worker-dear.html' title='Happy B&apos;day to worker-Dear'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-4417288796625058335</id><published>2011-01-05T12:12:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-05T12:21:27.676+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memory lanes'/><title type='text'>winter saga: travelled</title><content type='html'>With mercury reaching new lows in different parts of the country oops!! different parts of the world ( Europe-russia-US will agree ) everyone has at least one question to ask to everyone " kitni thand hai yaar!!" ( cold-cold-cold ). This question works at local as wel as global level...err again...australians will disagree this time. One getting cough and cold only adds to already hot topic of discussion . How memory lanes will spare me in this thought process. Here it goes... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I can't forget going to play at 5am when morning light was still sometime away and fog used to delay the start of play by quite sometime.What made things interesting was all of us knew the delay will be there. But with game in mind it was difficult to sleep a la Swami and friends by R.K narayan. Waking up lazy souls was interesting and lecturing them on importance of the sunday game was fun at best. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If sunday wee hours were beautiful ,all dusks were magnificent.Daylignt used to fade up at astronomical rate and one had to hurry from school to home to get going with the game. Sun god seemed in great hurry to wrap up days activities. Above mentioned phenomena led to fight against time. No one could resist the urge to play new match with reduced overs and reduced boundries.  No wonder fading light left us with innumerable games which didn't get complete. Every evening Mom's gentle reminder used to turn into warning for not wearing sweater while playing , this used to conclude with routine "scolding" session .With mornings and evenings getting the mention its time not to forget days when sun god used to get leave i.e chilly nights were after effects of chilly days. I can't forget to mention here Sattu-parantha-baigan-bharta on demand dinner. This was regular demand from me to mom and was generously completed without fail. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;With change in location ( i'm in pune now ) change in sun gods routine is not so obvious. Now Waking up at 5 seems like crime .Enjoying warm winter sun-light seems rare activity .Now saturday mornings are reserved for till-10am-sleeping. Change in taste of winter vegetables are not noticeable any more. Before closing....i have words flowing in my mind......even if we can't live some moments again we can always smile thinking about them. This gives motivation to live new moments which in due course of time will get into sweet moments list. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;p.s : happy new year if anyone is reading this blog entry :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-4417288796625058335?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/4417288796625058335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=4417288796625058335' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/4417288796625058335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/4417288796625058335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2011/01/winter-saga-travelled.html' title='winter saga: travelled'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-8933599265832451159</id><published>2010-11-25T16:51:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-25T16:55:23.919+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><title type='text'>searching the unknown</title><content type='html'>Multitasking has its way &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it works, many times it doesn't &lt;br /&gt;When so many things go in mind in coherence&lt;br /&gt;finding correct path for one is penance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irony is even is such chaos &lt;br /&gt;we get bored and subdued&lt;br /&gt;When its difficult to cope up alone&lt;br /&gt;I search for someone special in darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searching when result is known before&lt;br /&gt;helplessness it can be called &lt;br /&gt;Things can be ignored at times&lt;br /&gt;But,quest continues to find the support&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling and standing time and again &lt;br /&gt;Every-time i say, " i have decided this "&lt;br /&gt;Somethings can't be undone , &lt;br /&gt;Some parts can't be re-written &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope keeps us going &lt;br /&gt;Priority keeps changing &lt;br /&gt;But when i fall where i know i'll&lt;br /&gt;I search for my miss special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown path seems unending...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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unknown'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-5813887894092968169</id><published>2010-11-23T17:59:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-23T18:52:58.834+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIT Mesra'/><title type='text'>Point of discussion</title><content type='html'>With pen in hand&lt;br /&gt;mind speaking blank&lt;br /&gt;Confusion in heart&lt;br /&gt;obstruction galore&lt;br /&gt;Fight is going on , as always , within...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes settled things may not be right&lt;br /&gt;undercurrent keeping things unstable&lt;br /&gt;thoughts make me fly at times&lt;br /&gt;These thoughts take me to THE times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone had to take some time&lt;br /&gt;Other had to make some point&lt;br /&gt;Some were pointed out&lt;br /&gt;A few were "elbowed" out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everyone agreed upon punctuality&lt;br /&gt;Getting late was taken seriously&lt;br /&gt;When something started with mindless talk&lt;br /&gt;Everyone enjoyed being in particular lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selection of topic was always a dilemma&lt;br /&gt;When all looked up to me time and again&lt;br /&gt;But i never complained&lt;br /&gt;After all this was nice burden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When pointing wrong was not an offence&lt;br /&gt;Learning from better one's was the rule&lt;br /&gt;Leaving bad habit was the tool&lt;br /&gt;Every-time things did conclude happily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some memories are always sweet&lt;br /&gt;As i write this blank mind is no longer blank&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts are flowing&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts which make me smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i can see compassion many times around me&lt;br /&gt;what i miss is people whom i could say anything&lt;br /&gt;what i miss is innocence attached with the smile&lt;br /&gt;May be equally nice moments are there to be added&lt;br /&gt;But for now i am listening sounds from memory lanes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : This blog entry is dedicated to all college friends who participated to make our weekly group discussion we fondly called c_tec discussion memorable for me ( a story in itself ). So many sweet memories attached with the same. Elbowed out saga is the icing on the cake from c_tec discussion . I would make actors of this "saga" read this blog entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-5813887894092968169?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/5813887894092968169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=5813887894092968169' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/5813887894092968169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/5813887894092968169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2010/11/point-of-discussion.html' title='Point of discussion'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-2763163930285579189</id><published>2010-09-29T18:24:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-29T18:34:25.336+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Some decision , a moment and the appreciation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://marenda.biz/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/agentsmith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 408px;" src="http://marenda.biz/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/agentsmith.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agent Smith : Neo , you are going to help us......whether you want or not......Because you have decided this and we won't give you time to think why you have decided this . Changing the decision is beyond is thing of the past which can't be undone.Such can be the game sometimes...oops!! most of the times. We do what others want us to do just because we had decided to do that. What one wants to do and in what manner is lost in translation when it comes from others mind. What next?...its silent quest to redeem the lost grounds by adjusting to the scenario. Adaptation and survival of the fittest has resulted into evolution or the other way around? Let's leave this for the better minds to study and achieve greatness from the same. Is it like this way that lesser souls will have to lose freedom at the expense of hard decision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the abrupt end of random thoghts......it's not random if i think from my conscience .We end up getting into measurable situation just because one decided to do that ...what must be known always is why this decision was made. This will help coming out of the bad situation and similar mistake if possible won't be repeated if one is lucky/unlucky to face similar scenario again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to the special moment part. &lt;br /&gt;Date : 20th Sept 2010 AD &lt;br /&gt;Time : around 1:20PM IST &lt;br /&gt;Location : escalator &lt;br /&gt;Responsible entity : one friend &lt;br /&gt;Scenario : The entity started singing one song and stopped abruptly because some other entities claimed entry into the elevator...actually it was some initial words of the lyrics "gal meethi meethi bol " . what was special about the moment can't be expressed in words. This has led me to write all other special moments in the past which i have observed....work in progress on that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, time to close this blog entry , this is being done by mentioning my pleasure over my first work-related-appreciation-mail....at least this did qualify my criteria of appreciation mail . The same has been stored by religiously naming one folder "Appreciation mail". I hope this is the beginning of more such mails . Before closing, "In this world there is more hunger for love and appreciation then for food " . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-2763163930285579189?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/2763163930285579189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=2763163930285579189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/2763163930285579189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/2763163930285579189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2010/09/some-decision-moment-and-appreciation.html' title='Some decision , a moment and the appreciation'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-3576742657277759512</id><published>2010-07-28T19:47:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-28T20:07:22.864+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>Happy B'day To gogeshwar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.aflowersgift.com/images/cake04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://www.aflowersgift.com/images/cake04.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the story goes back to which date-time. May be it was august of 2005AD. Something had begun without any significant warning . I started knowing someone ( i know that is impossible ) and evolution had started in my life ( college first year it was ) .What followed was countless moments of pure joy-masti-faaltugiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did find someone in front of whom one can only laugh all the times ( ignoring some serious discussion in packets ).Mindless talks can not be so beautiful,i did feel that many times. It was only understood be a few, with time others( species) joined the party to make it more beautiful. Joyous moments were mixed with moments of serious talks ,we-will-do-this-do-that kind. In his take-it-easy approach i found seriousness at times. disorganized can be organized in its own ways , there can't be better example. His prowess to intermingle with any one in smallest possible time makes him real special person. People end up calling that communication skill .I can go on writing , but at the same time i know less written, its better about Mr Kools . &lt;br /&gt;Before closing moment to remember ,  "we leaving for home in college Bus( college to town) and our mindless talk in bus, till then i never knew i can be so good at having fun in most simple scenario. Every time i'm inside a bus that moment comes spontaneously in my mind leaving me smiling :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now coming to main agenda , all this was written just to say happy B'day to dear gogeshwar ( as he is lovingly called by himself ).I wish special attributes attached with you get better with years to come. One secret to be reveled , My mom is your huge fan , she just loves your videos i showed to her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-3576742657277759512?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/3576742657277759512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=3576742657277759512' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/3576742657277759512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/3576742657277759512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-bday-to-gogeshwar.html' title='Happy B&apos;day To gogeshwar'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-5943634241044594212</id><published>2010-07-02T15:59:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-02T16:09:28.775+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memory lanes'/><title type='text'>"Remote" control</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geekalerts.com/u/jumbo-uni-remote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 75px; height: 125px;" src="http://www.geekalerts.com/u/jumbo-uni-remote.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog entry is over fight over remote control with special mention to the airtel advertisement : Mera Ghar , Mera TV ,Mera Remote . I always had fight with sister-dear in spite of the fact that there are only two options there in my house ( DD national and DD-news ) . No points for mentioning who used to win the fight and who opted for what....she won  obviously (ignoring some exception when mom come to my help ) . I have been away from home for 13 years now, still that fight is renewed everytime i'm at home though the vigour and enthusiasm has diminished over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to present scenario , in our flat ( 4-5 humans stay there with time-space complexity playing its part).Thanks to BPL TV's small "memory" there is option to tune only 30 channels . So there is COI ( conflict of interest ) everyday with people exchanging awkward facial expression involved with some interference in air resulting into "noise" pollution. I tried to list the reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Emotional attachment with particular program ( tom and Jerry in my case )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: One doesn't want to see something &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: one can't ignore some channels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: one can't see something.&lt;br /&gt;( other equally good scenarios have been left for reader's imagination ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In good old days one had to walk upto TV to choose channels....oops!! increase-decrease-volume , contrast , fine tuning etc...OOPs-again!! how can i forget voltage control using voltage stabilizer. least lazy one or the youngest one had to take care of these rudimentary works. They might had won the battle of choosing-what-they-want but thanks to this remote control thing the game has changed completely over the years. Ability to make facial expression and "noise" wins the battle( all are good at that ) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can one forget the jumbo disk antenna and different angles one had to select to choose channel. I had some experience in boarding school about this , thanks to our curiosity and "in-depth" knowledge of our system experts( seniors ) about the same. I used to remember the angle for star-sports and set-max ( sports specialist) . One interesting memoir....we had made cloth-hanger work as antenna to watch 98'FIFA world cup semis at mid night ( we had to sleep at 10PM by order ) . That antenna didn't work during finals so we didn't get chance to see France striking glory in finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt remote-control to watch Tv has given special ability and now people are even recording TV programs with use of mobile phone. But fight over authority over remote control is adding new dimension to already memorable times with idiot-box. I hope someday everyone will have one personal TV following PHP ( Pigeon Hole Principle ) but will the pigeons will be happy then? it is another story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-5943634241044594212?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/5943634241044594212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=5943634241044594212' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/5943634241044594212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/5943634241044594212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2010/07/remote-control.html' title='&quot;Remote&quot; control'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-676797377983079137</id><published>2010-05-26T11:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-26T12:00:57.217+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>Pav-bhaji : attacked!!</title><content type='html'>It happened when human civilization was too busy to notice this. May be they were too busy thinking about space program or were busy making/creating/solving problems for themselves too keep their otherwise vacant life filled with some nuisance they said  " work ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to the incident three members of a particular species ( oops!! they were humans ) tried to intrude into " belongings" of their fellow human . What followed was complete mayhem . Many explanations were sought and past references were provided to justify this attack . The fellow human tried to control the situation with all possible ability. Alas! inevitable had to occur . This was evident from the nature of the attack .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The intruders claimed they deserved to " eat " that thing for which they had made the attack. ( Definition of  "eat" : part of the process to extract energy from external substance ) . Why they made this attack? .....isn't this obvious? what powerful creatures want?...ans is simple..." more power ". This instinct led to the occurrence of this event which  changed the course of human thinking ...how far humans can get when it comes to get more power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A case study made into this resulted into shocking findings . The substance under consideration was called " pav-bhaji"  This was famous substance made form other substances as ingredients for the purpose of getting energy . Don't know why the then humans used to do this when there were so many sources of energy from energy might had been extracted . yes they called this process " cooking " as if this was technologically smart thing . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything can be justified in simple line . Humans used to do many things to amuse themselves. " humanity is over-rated " .....this thory is again vindicated with the mentioned event.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-676797377983079137?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/676797377983079137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=676797377983079137' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/676797377983079137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/676797377983079137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2010/05/pav-bhaji-attacked.html' title='Pav-bhaji : attacked!!'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-893606642459061905</id><published>2010-05-20T15:01:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-20T15:25:26.626+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><title type='text'>ice did melt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thenaturalreader.ccnh.edu/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/ice-cubes1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://thenaturalreader.ccnh.edu/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/ice-cubes1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pic: Many times ice melts if it doesn't crack .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened once again , &lt;br /&gt;inevitable got better of me, &lt;br /&gt;Begging and crying was of no avail,&lt;br /&gt;When world fell apart in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard words which never thought ,&lt;br /&gt;Made me wonder what's going on?&lt;br /&gt;I realised sometimes one can only look to self,&lt;br /&gt;One should save oneself for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remorsing the past action , &lt;br /&gt;wish to live some moments again,&lt;br /&gt;Hoping against the hope, &lt;br /&gt;The pain increased every second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unforgiven soul got what it deserved ,&lt;br /&gt;now that can only have arguments with self,&lt;br /&gt;When i was levelled selfish , &lt;br /&gt;Then all i meant to show someone's importance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything failed to produce miracle , &lt;br /&gt;the wish remained only to be buried in heart,&lt;br /&gt;some wishes will always remain wishes ,&lt;br /&gt;not to forget some moments were all but dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;losing the emotion sink ,&lt;br /&gt;the pain is accumulated ,&lt;br /&gt;Sacrificing i thought is best thing ,&lt;br /&gt;Now i know stupidly has a price&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when ice-man did melt completely ,&lt;br /&gt;when i got cursed for transparency ,&lt;br /&gt;When the helplessness was mocked,&lt;br /&gt;when i knew....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" there is difference between knowing the path and walking on it "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This walking is more than pain,&lt;br /&gt;This walking is beyond control,&lt;br /&gt;can't ask anyone for help ,&lt;br /&gt;after all this is my mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will always ask for the answer,&lt;br /&gt;why it happened with me? &lt;br /&gt;why it happened with me?&lt;br /&gt;Many questions remain unanswered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: never knew i'll write with so much pain in heart, that too at my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-893606642459061905?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/893606642459061905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=893606642459061905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/893606642459061905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/893606642459061905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2010/05/ice-did-melt.html' title='ice did melt'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-5777223769604836185</id><published>2010-05-11T12:38:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-11T12:43:46.532+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>WORK : it's like this</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wolfescape.com/Humour/NonMedThumbs/BeforeWorkAfterWork.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 472px; height: 321px;" src="http://www.wolfescape.com/Humour/NonMedThumbs/BeforeWorkAfterWork.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With reference to CDC ( centre for disease control ) notification regarding the spread of virus Weekly-Overload-Recreational Killer (WORK) here is some elaboration of the same .As pointed out in the official document the mentioned virus may come un-noticed or at times with prior notice. Those are real fools who fall in trap of the virus ( with notice or without ) . Some easy-to-do precaution may easily keep this virus away as all it needs is simple-common-proper-sense . For those who are still confused some suggestions are ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: stay away from boss's sight at critical scenario ( comes with experience ) .( definition of Critical scenario is beyond the scope of this document ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: Show as if you are already down with the virus affect . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: "Sick" leave will work when peers are already facing the wrath of WORK . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: Always remember this " fortune favors brave " .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one is not sure when one has come under influence of this virus here are some symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Late stay at the place of occurrence err office ( regularly ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: Mind thinks only about virus , 24/7 i-think-of-you types . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: Joyful opportunity keep every-time simple (JOKES ) scenario becomes complex every-time . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: facial muscle become no-reaction-muscles and don't comply with smile and laugh requirement of the same . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about cure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prevention is best defense in this case . But still if one is down with the syndrome regular dozes of Work isolating neutralizer extract ( WINE ) and Bothersome employer Elimination Rebooter ( BEERS ) under guidance of DOC ( dangerous obsessed culprits ) can minimize the effect if not remove the same . If virus is not sufficient GF and many times someone called “wife” optimize the affect of this disaster when one is not available for religious activity of " shopping " and " movies " on time . If not cured person starts living happily under influence of the virus accepting it as gift of god forgetting god has created many other things but WORK is man-made . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choice is ours whether to stay away from this virus or make bad impression for future generations to come ; they will just say " how crude our forefathers/foremothers were ". Isn't this simple and clear?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-5777223769604836185?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/5777223769604836185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=5777223769604836185' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/5777223769604836185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/5777223769604836185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2010/05/work-its-like-this.html' title='WORK : it&apos;s like this'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-6245576250022649586</id><published>2010-03-31T17:51:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-31T17:59:53.665+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>NO means what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.aef.org.uk/downloads//NO%20at%20Heathrow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 468px; height: 286px;" src="http://www.aef.org.uk/downloads//NO%20at%20Heathrow.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems i have become regular at my blog after some gap. i don't know how long i shall be regular but for now i have so many thoughts in my mind and some of them are spilling on this space .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog entry is about the scenario when we say something but mean something else . At times we are at receiving end of the scenario when one has to decode what is said . This may be in the form of some situational jokes when only few can understand what is said .It's so easy to fall on wrong side of the complete scenario which leads to mis-communication . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting with the much used word " NO " , responsible for confusion , sometimes light and something demanding . How many times we say "no" when we actually mean yes . This may be to hide something Or it can be just to gain more attention or for that matter this may be just a way of extending the actual ans which is yes. who hasn't enjoyed getting pampered on saying no no &lt;em&gt;no during childhood . It was always difficult to say no to the lines " &lt;/em&gt;beta ye kha lo " , " &lt;em&gt;school ka time ho gaya jago " , " it's time to sleep " , " it's not the time to watch TV " , " drink this glass of milk "&lt;/em&gt;. Nothing can equate the joy of eating after saying no to eating invitation at home. This is just because we feel important . Not to forget many times one actually means NO when one says it . One should not try to make this no as yes , this can only complicate the matters .Another tricky situation arises when one is at receiving end i.e : we have to explore what actually is said . If it is said no and the meaning is "yes" one has to be really fast to act and get situation under control .I almost always interpret that the said no actually means yes and end up making awkward situation for myself . It seems i should make myself more comfortable with the word no to be able to handle it meaningfully . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before closing , indirect way of saying is an art so is understanding what is actually said . Everyone is learnng to be better at this art. This is always good till it leads to confusion .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-6245576250022649586?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/6245576250022649586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=6245576250022649586' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/6245576250022649586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/6245576250022649586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-means-what.html' title='NO means what?'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-6164624213939504382</id><published>2010-03-29T18:05:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-29T18:14:03.445+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>House-Maid : A work in porgress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.camh.net/About_Addiction_Mental_Health/Mental_Health_Information/Alone_in_Canada/13677cooking_aic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 321px; height: 302px;" src="http://www.camh.net/About_Addiction_Mental_Health/Mental_Health_Information/Alone_in_Canada/13677cooking_aic.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After long random search and with the help of a-lot of contacts in use we found maid for our apartment(4 people live there ) .The found ( rare-species) has agreed to do the "charity work" ( cooking ) at our apartment given the scenario she likes the provided ambiance and if she gets time to do that ( she works as if she is doing real charity ) . Finding roti-kapda-makan is really tiresome work . No wonder people kill whole of their life doing this monotonous and predictable/uncertain activity . This is Clearly a conspiracy by unknown superpower who wants to make the mortals ignorant about their existence by keeping them busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reverting back to the topic , finding a maid was never an issue in my home-sweet-home as mom says housework is overrated . Everything related with housework seems so streamlined and natural for her . Take this : Haw she is able to make really round roti of same geometry? makes me wonder. No wonder they say ...cooking is art . In short mom can't allow anyone in her domain of which she is expert .she is more of a coach these days making bhabhi and sis do the " small " work of following the instructions . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting work done by maid aka bai is really tough work in itself. Listening to her demands and arranging the logistics before she does the actual execution is demanding work. She really needs everything to be perfect and all things available according to her needs . Not at all easy to persuade her to work according to our needs ex: making her know how much and of what taste one eats is difficult If she thinks one should eat it and she will cook that . It can be said she is pre-configured with all the rare attributes all maids have which they unleash one by one . On 3rd day itself she went on "privileged" leave due to unavoidable circumstances arising out of her pre-occupations .My heart sinks on seeing the way she wastes LPG , all due to the fact that arranging LPG is not child's work for sure . Slowly and steadily she is showing her real House-maid avatar and arranging the circumstances to make her work comfortably seem so huge . What options one has when it comes to doing things for "food " .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to repeat the formidable line " one can love or hate maids , ignore them at your own peril " .In my present condition i will say with confidence , " Housework is not over-rated ".Maids know this exploit this to their advantage . It's only on seeing expert we realize it's so easy .....but experts can't be everywhere that's why GOD created "bai's" and armoured them with n number of demands that they create. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : This blog entry is dedicated to dear-mom who is really an expert in cooking and it's really fun to ask mom to help me with her recipes on phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-6164624213939504382?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/6164624213939504382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=6164624213939504382' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/6164624213939504382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/6164624213939504382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2010/03/house-maid-work-in-porgress.html' title='House-Maid : A work in porgress'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-729949372705834244</id><published>2010-03-26T18:01:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-26T18:35:29.743+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><title type='text'>Back to where i was</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images36.fotki.com/v1180/fileNciI/00c39/1/1334016/6197228/Pained.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://images36.fotki.com/v1180/fileNciI/00c39/1/1334016/6197228/Pained.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time and again we fear something and just hope not to be in that sitation . The situation may be real or just state of mind. It's so difficult to smile just because others want to see your happy face . Today i was pointed by 3 of my coleagues , " why i am moving with dull face?" . I tried to hide the reason with false smile ( i am very bad at giving false smile ) . Thanks to them for at least pointing this .I  Wanted to share my feelings that why i'm feeling realy sad?  but couldn't .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently i'm in the state of mind when everything seems useless .Not long ago all seemed fine and it seemed i can handle all circumstances . It is really bad to hear bad words from person who cares for you . Yesterday this was the case when someone really special said something  .Though what was mentioned was true but we always want someone to be on our side. Here i would like to mention the jingle....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Everyday i want to fly , stay by my side "&lt;br /&gt;"  Everyday i want to dream , stay by my side "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However strange this may seem , we want someone to be on our side and wish them not to go against us in worst of scenarios . But some circumstances make it happen when we are left alone to face it all from everyone .  Now i have been forced to revert back to analyze my situation . feeling bad at my condition , i know no one can help me with this. I can only hope to live with this pain . Till now i always said to myself all will be fine .&lt;br /&gt;All things are in disarray , all seems devastated . Time is to look for repair work which is nowhere in sight. Don't know if the repair is possible .Don't know what process to follow to  help myself . I have lost place to channelize my emotions , good and bad . I am involving myself in things i did to make myself busy , i know this is futile effort as it is turning out to be .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my best effort is not helping me . May be with time things may take better shape . As usual we can only wait for better tomorrow but somethings will always keep on haunting . For now I've to live in prison of my own creation . responsibilty accepted for fault will never console me , Don't know i am moving to where.......i can say Back to where i was most of the time in past where loneliness gives me company.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-729949372705834244?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/729949372705834244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=729949372705834244' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/729949372705834244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/729949372705834244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2010/03/back-to-where-i-was.html' title='Back to where i was'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-2960192445375320692</id><published>2010-02-12T15:30:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-12T15:36:18.825+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love in The air</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.keepingpetbirds.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/pair_love_birds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 437px;" src="http://www.keepingpetbirds.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/pair_love_birds.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days anyone can say love is in the air. Valentine's day is around the corner , presence of the same has been magnified by flooded topics on this topic on internet. So this is time to say it again to our loved one's and celebrate it with infinite love . This blog entry is dedicated to miss-special ( not undermining my love for others who make my life b'ful everyday by being part of it ). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog entry is much awaited by me and as the topic is very " difficult " words are not helping me as usual. I will use my ready made line here , " this day is all about saying it once more to our loved one's what they mean to us " . Now concentrating on miss-special somethings about her i want to share.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Can get angry on anything, that too 24/7 : Every time she gets angry i'm found unprepared for the same . with no "disaster" management in place she laughs at my NO-preparedness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: Angry to romantic in no time : I just wonder how easily she does that , i am not complaining for this , at that time i can relax thinking " aal-eez-well "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: She seems more organized than me : She thinks i am worst organized which i'm not . I know everything is "relative" is this universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: Fashion crazy : No wonder here , all gals are of predictable when it comes to fashion ( all will agree ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5: She hates numbers and i love them : This is 5th is the list ...better i should stop :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping it short i can say my love has motivated me to be better person every day . I have known what it means to be made feel special . Hey!! not to forget infinite number of fights , leg pulling , sleepless nights we had and keep on having everyday ( pyar-ke-side-effects ) . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before closing i would like to say happy Valentine's day to everyone in general and miss-special in particular .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-2960192445375320692?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/2960192445375320692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=2960192445375320692' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/2960192445375320692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/2960192445375320692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-in-air.html' title='Love in The air'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-165900097931632341</id><published>2010-02-03T18:16:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-03T18:24:52.461+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet feelings'/><title type='text'>when " what-happened "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s.chakpak.com/se_images/70990_-1_564_none/sweet-wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 564px; height: 752px;" src="http://s.chakpak.com/se_images/70990_-1_564_none/sweet-wallpaper.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a long time since i troubled my blogspot account to make any blog entry. Even if the motivation was there to do so but sometimes not easy access to infrastructure and many times my-lazy-self did help me not to do the same . Last year during this time i was addicted to blogging and i did learn many things by reading others. Many times i wondered how diverse the blog world is with so many special people writing special things. here comes my blog entry after long delay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without wasting any more space-time here is what i have in my mind right now as i am trying to give words to my thoughts. This is about strange feeling of not believing in what is happening around us ( in +ve sense ) . We correlate this feeling with some dream . Eyes fail to perceive the reality of the scenario. Ears accept everything in moments of submission.However, in this anarchy exists beauty of the moment. Thoughts come galore to save the moment in most raw form and make it part of in erasable crystal clear memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In last 10 days i had many such moments which came after long wait. I can say those moments are easily part of sweetest memories my brain cells have/will-have. Not that every thing went as thought while waiting for the moment. Things just take their way just like flowing water. One can feel that emotions can't be guided according to the plan. At the same time regrets are not associated with whatever happens because it happens spontaneously . The helplessness hardly brings bad feeling about one's self-ability. Falling is not equated with failure in this case . Those who have experience will call, " this happens" , those who go through such moments actually know , " this happens " . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing remains in this world static with ever changing space/time , but we can always savor the sweetness of sweet moments and with time some moments become more sweet when we understand actually what happened .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : what happened has not been disclosed for obvious reasons :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-165900097931632341?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/165900097931632341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=165900097931632341' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/165900097931632341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/165900097931632341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-what-happened.html' title='when &quot; what-happened &quot;'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-168902948237362431</id><published>2009-11-13T13:19:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-13T15:31:20.059+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Sometimes.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/Sv0tYd6NrYI/AAAAAAAAAfs/4N5PJRqRsaM/s1600-h/flying-bird-of-prey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/Sv0tYd6NrYI/AAAAAAAAAfs/4N5PJRqRsaM/s320/flying-bird-of-prey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403525026283367810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things seem out of control, &lt;br /&gt;when mind plays its own role,&lt;br /&gt;i search someone to be on my side,&lt;br /&gt;Always i wish to control myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dream is about knowing myself,&lt;br /&gt;This hope about me and myself,&lt;br /&gt;Why 'myself' has to be 'right'?&lt;br /&gt;why 'me' always has to give a 'fight'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions leading me nowhere,&lt;br /&gt;may be there are just questions, &lt;br /&gt;answers are there but hidden,&lt;br /&gt;may be i don't want to know answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my own way of acting-reacting,&lt;br /&gt;I know some seem correct some are non-trivial,&lt;br /&gt;many times i have nothing to explain,&lt;br /&gt;i call this "sometimes life-has-to-go-like-this".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be i expect too much every time,&lt;br /&gt;but there is hope next time,&lt;br /&gt;forgetting can be bad at times, &lt;br /&gt;alas! i hear those whispers every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time has come take new resolution,&lt;br /&gt;Expect nothing to remain in fools paradise,&lt;br /&gt;There are windows showing real-world,&lt;br /&gt;I call this reality-always-bites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some stories will always remain incomplete,&lt;br /&gt;Some thoughts will always make me feel light,&lt;br /&gt;I search someone to be on my side,&lt;br /&gt;that someone will hold me tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel this way......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : Sometimes i feel this way and that way is right now...feeling lonely&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-168902948237362431?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/168902948237362431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=168902948237362431' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/168902948237362431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/168902948237362431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/11/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes.....'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/Sv0tYd6NrYI/AAAAAAAAAfs/4N5PJRqRsaM/s72-c/flying-bird-of-prey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-4649245078256046245</id><published>2009-10-27T18:00:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-27T18:35:35.790+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>one year : me blogging....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SubunS7ANII/AAAAAAAAAfk/rvcfhKChzfU/s1600-h/club_of_one_formal.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SubunS7ANII/AAAAAAAAAfk/rvcfhKChzfU/s320/club_of_one_formal.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397263562311742594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year ago it all started ; yes it was 25th October 2008 , i had created my blog called "just another blog". One year down the line, i can say the experience has been more then "just another experience" . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delayed congrats( today is 27th October ) to me and my blog , our association now is one year old.It was great learning experience , i moved from "beginner" to "addicted to blogging " to less frequent on blog world ( clearly now i am lees frequent at this place ) . From blogging i did learn many things in last one year , i found a place where i can  express-celebrate-socialize-read-learn etc etc.Looking for what changed , now i can combine my thoughts with my words in a better way. I got chance to know many  good-better-best persons.  Many times i just forgot that this is virtual world ,  sometimes it occurred to me.......noooo... this is virtual world!!! . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog became place to celebrate occasions. Yes, i was addicted to my blog. Reading others and sharing views on their piece of writing is special thing. Writing comment 2-3 times on same blog entry was fun+fun+fun. Following someone and waiting for others to read-comment is equally exciting . In the beginning i used to wait for comment on what i wrote , nevertheless it happened a few times , there was comment on my blog within minutes of posting my blog entry.sometimes my highly "unedited" entries were read......( kajal you reading this? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before closing : i would like to dedicate this blog entries to all followers of my blog . they  made this learning experience a memorable experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: I am busy these days with something called "training" in my company..... can't wait to get my first salary :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye folks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-4649245078256046245?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/4649245078256046245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=4649245078256046245' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/4649245078256046245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/4649245078256046245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-year-me-blogging.html' title='one year : me blogging....'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SubunS7ANII/AAAAAAAAAfk/rvcfhKChzfU/s72-c/club_of_one_formal.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-5949003358083341108</id><published>2009-08-29T22:39:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-30T09:43:46.758+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>Happy b'day to me  :)</title><content type='html'>Its my b'day ( 30th august ). Time to celebrate this on my blog err.... JustAnotherBlog. My thoughts have gone stagnant/ stopped evolving , that's why i'm not regular on blog-world these days. This b'day is wake up call for me to write something on my blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time i am at home on my b'day. Previously I was at home on my b'day in year 1997.....long ago. Faint memories from home when it comes to celebrating b'day. Last 4years b'day in college were memorable. Each year same thing happened , " kicks-at-mid-night , treat-the-next-day/suitable-day ". It was difficult to wake up and walk on that morning( if one was able to sleep ). Yes , so many good wishes were also given in pure form .I am missing those kicks this year.At the same time I'm enjoying this b'day at home. It's weird to bring cake for own b'day but i did this today( chocolate cake ). May be i'll get some gift , i dont know till now what gift will come from mom-dad. Yes i've already got a gift from someone special , that too almost one month in advance. That is real special gift from someone special ( miss special , i know you are more happy than me on my b'day ).&lt;br /&gt;Before pressing publish button , happy b'day to me . I am loving this so much......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-5949003358083341108?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/5949003358083341108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=5949003358083341108' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/5949003358083341108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/5949003358083341108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-bday-to-me.html' title='Happy b&apos;day to me  :)'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-5181778400049190166</id><published>2009-08-04T17:20:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-04T23:52:22.746+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sister'/><title type='text'>To sweet-sis</title><content type='html'>Worst enemies can be so close to each other; yes! me and my sister are seasoned arch rivals for each other. Even me staying away from home for 11years has hardly reduced the intensity of sweet-animosity between two of us. There is no sign of truce or waning of rivalry.Today( 5th aug) is rakhi-day and time to celebrate this with dear-sister. I am at home this time after 6years( after 2003 ). Here goes the post about my dearie-sis....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey sis,&lt;br /&gt;hi!, time to celebrate the rakhi-day. I remember you tieing rakhi on my wrist since the days you didn't know how to tie any thread. Then you kept mom away from helping you while tieing rakhi. As i think about you , few things that come in mind about you are.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# you are central database of the family.which thing is located/stored where is known to you only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# your services are available for every member of the family 24/7. You are mom's right hand. With your help only she is such an autocratic authority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# you are good cook which is not apparent when i criticize you no matter what you cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# when i have to leave home you start packing my bag one day in advance. This generates both good and bad emotions. I just hate packing before leaving home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# As a kid i used to wonder why you hate game of cricket and can't play the same with me? It was sweet-retaliation throwing/hiding your dolls so that you have time to play with me. I remember your 'counter-attacks' were 'deadly'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# your spirit of sharing , bows ^o^. Even single hajmolas ,alpenliebes, aam-pachaks, mango-bites were shared by you with me.your style of breaking/cracking them before sharing can-not be expressed in words  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# i just love your style of tearing corner of the "samosa" from my plate. That style has not changed over the years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# I treasure our pillow-fight. Yeah! I did end up at the receiving end most of the time. You are so good at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# you are my best critic. When others will think twice to say what is wrong with me.....i know you will point my mistakes. Great to have a critic in you always keeping an eye on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# you are so good at saving money , even better than mom. How to use money efficiently is in-born attribute of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# you look upto me as if i have solution to all problems. I try to live upto your expectations......i shall always keep on trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List is unending, time to close. There is a saying, " keep your friends close , your enemies closer". Sis you are my 'sweetest-enemy', no wonder you are 'closest' to me. I'll always be there for you. Keep on smiling sisterji :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from Bhaiya &lt;br /&gt;'jhunnu'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : special mention here to sweetest-jasoos aka cutie-sis-gudiya .you are so niceee, lucky to have known you. I wont forget to mention aditi, sister from blog world....you are special. Happy-rakhi-day to both of you  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s : waiting for chamki to read this. Pressing 'publish-button' had become painful  as i knew chamki is not there to read. Chamkiii.......aao jaldi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-5181778400049190166?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/5181778400049190166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=5181778400049190166' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/5181778400049190166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/5181778400049190166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-sweet-sis.html' title='To sweet-sis'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-946518072317245070</id><published>2009-07-12T17:06:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-12T20:15:53.208+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><title type='text'>All the best , Mr. D</title><content type='html'>Time to say so many "all the bests" to friends. Everyone is joining  their chosen companies these days. Most ( me too )are waiting for delayed joining dates....recession time :( . This post is dedicated to daeboo , tomorrow ( 13th july )he is joining his company .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daeboo is one of the special talents i have seen in my life. When he works , he is real wizard. Check his blog : 'share and let share ' to get glimpse of the beautiful mind at work. I am glad , he was inspired by me to write a blog ( technical ).To take one instance : he tried to write 23 in 23 ways on his 23rd b'day.He did end up writing  23 in 19 ways :p....and stopped saying 'something is wrong with him '....lolz . I am big fan of him and  words of appreciation for him come effortlessly in my mind .In front him I always feel like stupid , but i try to speak smart ;) . I have privilege to ask most stupid questions from him. For him nothing in this world is senseless. Even faintest of query from friends makes him real involved , compassion personified at best . Gowd!  how well he controls his emotions can scare anyone . I look upto him to act always cool and composed , 24/7. We have had endless tech talks in college , mostly revolving around computers, technology, sharing , science , open-source , sci-fi movies , music , tv-series ,internet etc . He was official 'doctor' of my computer. Even now if any thing goes wrong with my computer , i have to send immediate SOS to him.  We have spent so many hours searching for solution to interesting  small problems . He never shows-off his knowledge , which i think is both good and bad . I hope in professional career he will show the talent to world . I am anxiously waiting for his success which i am sure will follow him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did learn from  daeboo many things . Not to forget his sense of humor , he explains all real life situations with special style.&lt;br /&gt;Our education system is so bad , no respect for talents. Daeboo had trying times while clearing stupid college papers which required only 'memory' and no brain. I just hope the industry will be able to use his talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before closing : when most of us will say , " i am lucky to work for particular company" ; in case of daeboo i can happily say , "the company is lucky enough to have him as employee". If i know his bosses , i'll say to them , fire 100 employees , he is equivalent to at-least 100&lt;br /&gt;brains working together. Again all the best...daeboo err MR. D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : my talk with daeboo is always so technical , so i have tried to keep this 'all the best' non technical :p .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-946518072317245070?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/946518072317245070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=946518072317245070' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/946518072317245070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/946518072317245070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-best-mr-d.html' title='All the best , Mr. D'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-5266231385215963143</id><published>2009-07-03T15:56:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-03T21:30:22.691+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobby'/><title type='text'>A wishful wish</title><content type='html'>Frodo :  " i wish the ring had never come to me . I wish non of this had happened ......." .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gandalf : " .......so do all who live to see such times , but that is not for them to decide . All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us " .&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Source : the lord of the rings. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was deeply touched by this line from the movie . I am in the state of frodo right now .  I wish many things should had occured  differently in my life . But gandalf's words are meaningful ; we can only decide about time we have right now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i had power to change things by going into past a la " the butterfly effect " . I know all paths have their own effects / side-effects . It's always late when past decisions are reviewed . The judges ( people ) are interested only with synopsis and present status of the situation , and decision making is fast in this case . The verdict they make , like always remains , " see , then only i had told this path is wrong " .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of wishes are long and it is clearly an unsolvable problem  if past is embedded in the wish . Being a techie , I must call this NP-complete problem .Right now i am trapped between future and present  ; stagnant times i can say this. I just hope things  straighten up and  i follow my dreams soon .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Before closing another wish &lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hey , do you want to see something ?" &lt;br /&gt;Before mariam  (15 years )could answer , Niloufar ( 8 years ) had put her palms and forehead to the ground . She pushed with her soles and then she was standing upside down , on her head , in three point stance .&lt;br /&gt;" can you do that?" she said thickly .&lt;br /&gt;" no ."&lt;br /&gt;Niloufar dropped her legs and put her blouse back down . " i could teach you ," she said , pushing hair from her flushed brow . &lt;br /&gt;( source : a thousand splendid suns ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a kid i loved doing the upside down stance . I know this must be the case with all my friends (  hai na ? ) I want to enjoy that joy again , i know that is not a possibility unless i sit in "the time machine " :)&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;bye folks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-5266231385215963143?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/5266231385215963143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=5266231385215963143' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/5266231385215963143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/5266231385215963143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/07/wishful-wish.html' title='A wishful wish'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-4796593870243289382</id><published>2009-06-25T09:06:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-25T19:45:06.957+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobby'/><title type='text'>Of a request , a thank you and the sorry</title><content type='html'>As the counter is saying , this is my 50th blog entry . So time to think what has been achieved till now ,  time to smile and and go for virtual  party . Here it goes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; A request &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i watched  last episode of prison break season 4.  The concluding episode had one touching song.....i got emotional when the song was playing in background with so many things coming to an end . I dedicate this song to all my friends . Here is lyrics of the song.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lay it down slow  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you got dreams in your heart&lt;br /&gt;why don't you share them with me?&lt;br /&gt;And if dreams don't come true&lt;br /&gt;i'll make sure that your nightmares are through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you got pain in your heart&lt;br /&gt;why don't you share it with me?&lt;br /&gt;And we'll just wait and see&lt;br /&gt;if it's half what it used to be&lt;br /&gt;and lay it down slow&lt;br /&gt;lay it down free&lt;br /&gt;lay it down easy&lt;br /&gt;but lay it on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you've got love in your heart&lt;br /&gt;why don't you keep it with mine?&lt;br /&gt;I can't promise a miracle&lt;br /&gt;but i'll always be trying&lt;br /&gt;and lay it down slow&lt;br /&gt;lay it down free&lt;br /&gt;lay it down easy&lt;br /&gt;but lay it on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; a thank you &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to thank you all for reading / following / commenting . I know i am not a good writer , motivation for writing blog came from words ," all of us are special , so is  our writing style ". It felt nice to know so many good people on blog , which is not possible in real life ,at-least for me .thanks to  blog world , I am glad i know  kajal ( thepinkorchid ), kiran maam ( chammak challo ), ashrita ( satan's darling ). I know many addition to above list will be there in future. Thanks to two ' invisible' followers of my blog . You two are always there with your comments on gtalk .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; the sorry &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to say unconditional sorry to friends who felt hurt due to me . Life is too short to live for self . But sometimes life has to go like this . No hard feeling against anyone .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before closing : be the change you want to see in this world .&lt;br /&gt;Bye world  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-4796593870243289382?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/4796593870243289382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=4796593870243289382' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/4796593870243289382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/4796593870243289382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/06/of-request-thank-you-and-sorry.html' title='Of a request , a thank you and the sorry'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-4085291304135799387</id><published>2009-06-23T14:25:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-23T20:57:03.241+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>Slavery rocks....agreed?</title><content type='html'>Strange may it seem , mentioned title is /was motto of our friend circle . This was coined by  yours truely , and marketting ( yes , i call that this ) of same was  also done by me . No points for guessing ,this was  everyone's favourite ' word ' in our friend circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quote ( slavery rocks! ) has been derived from  one of my favourite lines , " we are prisoners of our own identity living in prison of own creation".  Appropriate addition came as we try to do things according to rules of surrounding .The point is, we want to live in prison , if there  are no constraints we create our own stupid ways of living life . The stupidity is personified by small/ big things we do .....doing things in particular way  / doing things according to accepted rules Ex . Wearing cloths of particular brand , eating particular food at particular location  /time , watching movies of our choice on particular days ( yes , we call that our favourite / part of routine) . This should not be confused with 'typecasting ' which was once defined on my blog . Others are responsible for our actions in that case .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we  are  slaves of own self,by default  we are slaves of the system  . Here the keyword "rocks " comes into picture. We end up doing things which system expects from us with perfection . In our college it was making  notes ,diagrams , graphs , assignment etc on time with all possible dedication . In real life it can be  doing things without  thinking i.e "is this what i am supposed to do? "  ( this on serious note ). Some other acts things which requires slavery are  income tax  , electricity bills ,  fone bills , cable bills , newspaper bill  ( omg!  how many bills one has to foot to live on this planet). On top of that doing daily  shopping requires real slaves ( even if we have one-stop super markets to make things easy ). Life is not easy , only best slaves can make a cut. We call  this competition? ...don't know why . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real tricky situation it is . Searching for balance is only option . One very good idea can be  follow the best slaves , let them decide what is best and follow that algorithm blindly .error....error  paradigm shift , yes! following someone is not slavery , one can always stop following one slave to follow the other , so  freedom written everywhere . But nothing is better then being  own follower ( slave ), but arn't other important thing are to be done in life?  This question is as confusing as ever . Let the question remain 'unsolvable ' . &lt;br /&gt;For now , slavery rocks for sure , but dream of feeling full freedom will always be there .  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s :  hey friends , how you are performing as your own slave . Plz share the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s : again random thoughts from memory lanes . I am afraid this makes any sense :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-4085291304135799387?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/4085291304135799387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=4085291304135799387' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/4085291304135799387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/4085291304135799387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/06/slavery-rocksagreed.html' title='Slavery rocks....agreed?'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-4630455194901473180</id><published>2009-06-20T07:08:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-20T18:01:18.842+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daddy'/><title type='text'>To papa the great</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SjzWiF5S0jI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Wh9JJv4uvss/s1600-h/father.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SjzWiF5S0jI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Wh9JJv4uvss/s320/father.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349386338595689010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i'm ready with my father's day blog entry . I have tried to   write it like my mother's day blog entry but difference is quite obvious . Here it goes .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear daddy ,&lt;br /&gt;here are some points which are in my mind as i am thinking of you .&lt;br /&gt;# whenever you saw me watching english news , reading  english newspaper , your favourite question for me since std 2 has been  " jhunnu  (my nickname ), samajh me ata hai ye sab ? " ( can you understand these  stuffs ) . Yes papa ! I can understand  english and  can talk in the same .  I know  it was your wish when you watched news-in-english , that your son will be able to understand whatever being said .  Small dreams can be so big .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# papa , you are my first style icon .  When i was kid you made style statement through  your style of keeping key-ring , placing  sun-glasses in  shirt's pocket , taking 15 minutes to comb your hair , keeping top  2 shirt's  button open  and many more . Yes! , I found style icon in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# i have sweet memories associated with your love for music . Just can't forget you singing loudly and me sitting happily on your shoulder . Sad , u don't sing anymore :(&lt;br /&gt;# i know when you are angry. You are real angry if  english words are coming from your mouth . Mild anger if you are speaking pure hindi . All is fine if you are speaking in mixture i.e magahi , bhojpuri , maithili , surjapuri ( local lingo of different regions of bihar )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# walking with you in the local market is time taking work . Gowd ! You know so many people . 15 mintes walk easily takes more then 1 hour , you have to interact with many .&lt;br /&gt;# I wonder , you never agree with my length of hair . I am always prepared to get words from you , " jhunnu!! , go and get hair cut ".  Similar words come when i don't eat , wake-up , sleep etc on 'time ' . I miss these things when i am away from home .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# your phone call to me lasts  less then 2 minutes (  40 sec to 80 sec ). I love those calls even if i know what will be content of the conversation . Being predictive  was never so nice .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# dad , you have always been superman for me .  I believed you can do anything for me . I remember as kid i used to ask you ," why we don't have a car? ". I remember your answer , "because we don't need one" . We had one bicycle . Sitting on the bi-cycle with you 'driving'  will always be dream ride for me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# i don't remember when last time you got angry with me. I want to hear angry words from you meant for me . Never knew 'Being scolded ' will be part of my sweet memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# papa , you still think you should carry "bhari " ( heavy ) luggage , and i should carry "halka " ( light) while you and i travel together . Dad , now i can't see you doing this . But i know i won't be able to persuade you on this topic. I am so lucky to have you as my papa-the-great .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa , i love you equally everyday , just want to say again , i love you , on this day we call father's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;son,&lt;br /&gt;neeraj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-4630455194901473180?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/4630455194901473180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=4630455194901473180' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/4630455194901473180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/4630455194901473180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-papa-great.html' title='To papa the great'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SjzWiF5S0jI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Wh9JJv4uvss/s72-c/father.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-1289724734956549829</id><published>2009-06-19T12:56:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-19T14:03:03.899+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>crossing the line.......think</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SjtNHVQOtqI/AAAAAAAAAfU/twmfeA3fQ9w/s1600-h/57621369_1f33b64ebb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SjtNHVQOtqI/AAAAAAAAAfU/twmfeA3fQ9w/s320/57621369_1f33b64ebb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348953770792236706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was thinking about the topic of this blog entry above mentioned title came into my mind. If i am not wrong "Crossing the line " was sports program aired on DD national ( 5-6 years back ) ( one movie also with same name )  . This blog entry is all about crossing the line , knowing where the line is , once crossed what processes are to be followed to make things straighten up. Bottom-line remains , one learns from mistakes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going through the  interview of steve bucknor ( well known cricket umpire ). The question being answered was &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;you made many mistakes while umpiring , do you regret making those mistakes ?&lt;/span&gt; ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer : "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; no i don't regret. if i regret making mistakes , i regret being human being &lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times we did hear the words " don't cross the line or you will have to face the consequences " . As a kid i always saw aussies saying some "words" ( i was told they operate from within the line ) . When indians started doing similar things , it was called , they crossed the line ( fully debatable topic this is ). so funda is very clear , we should try not to cross the limit ( reminder : all reactions require  threshold energy ). Biggest problem is knowing the where the line is . If we know the problem then we can solve the problem. Another thing which generates interest is "everything is relative". This makes knowing the "line" tedious job.This threshold can be in many forms i.e pampering others , doing bad things , bad habits etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOps!....... the line crossed , what now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scheme of things here is to give ample time to understand the damage . Many times we just don't have the "time" to understand the situation i.e forced to react in others way. If we have time , surely the problem should be handled  with cool mind. Most of the time we say "this has never happened to me"......but many things happen in life for the first time and anyone will agree , "life gives no retake".&lt;br /&gt;we should be ready to accept the mistake and learn from that mistake. The point which should be kept in min is "don't generalize the problem/ solution blindly ". Pre-conceived notions are worst enemies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before closing i would like to say hope for the best be prepared for the worst. Saying ,i was not prepared for this wont help for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : random thoughts ruling me these days. Nothing official about it :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-1289724734956549829?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/1289724734956549829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=1289724734956549829' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/1289724734956549829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/1289724734956549829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/06/crossing-line.html' title='crossing the line.......think'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SjtNHVQOtqI/AAAAAAAAAfU/twmfeA3fQ9w/s72-c/57621369_1f33b64ebb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-3951211574576616841</id><published>2009-06-16T15:25:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-16T15:25:16.932+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Into other side....</title><content type='html'>This post is about getting into different side.  Here , locus of our identity changes. We as an entity , act / forced-to-act  as if we possess special attributes. Relatives ask some difficult questions i.e why this course /career ? What future goals? Your dreams are so big! Etc etc. Cousines / juniors start asking   for future/ career related guidance . Earlier , i used to pamper bhaiyas and didis with similar questions . New feeling this is.&lt;br /&gt;When , i was in first year i used to think , bhaiyas passing out ( 4th year )  are supermen ( have solution to all problems ). At the same  stage , i am more confused then ever , so don't think i have grown enough to guide my juniors . I realised this day before yesterday when my cousin asked me to make one career related decision for him. I just gave him my knowledge and left the decision making work for him .  Got scared with complexity of the given scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the dilemma when one is into "the-other-side" is obvious . People start expecting more . One has to be role-model  because others will be looking upto you to learn things. One has to say to juniors to study books , only because those books are 'good' books. One has to stop  younger lot from getting into "bad-habit ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything in this side is not about 'trying to be nice '. In seniors , i had seen the arrogance : "i can do anything approach ". Being arrogant is good thing as long as we are not hurting others.  Now , i am enjoying my all time high arrogance level ( in +ve sense :p).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am exploring the effects and side effects of being  into "the other side". As i have got into this side , i know , i will learn the rules and how to play the game safely  in this alian space . Suggestions expected from friends  i.e  what it means to belong to other side? How to handle changed scenario ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s : i  thought this post will be on lighter side , but it seems my stupid serious  self got priority.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-3951211574576616841?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/3951211574576616841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=3951211574576616841' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/3951211574576616841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/3951211574576616841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/06/into-other-side.html' title='Into other side....'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-7508076300177247545</id><published>2009-06-09T17:58:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-09T17:58:43.154+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Me formally an engineer...yesss!</title><content type='html'>My 8th sem sesults are out. I am formally an engineer :p (now 100% ,  after each sem i used to count ," how much till now ?")&lt;br /&gt;i would like to say congrats to myself on this occasion. &lt;br /&gt;Now time to catch other dreams before they slip away....another chase begins....chasing dreams in journey called life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s : as i am using my cell phone to post my entries, that's why no pics and no experiment with font. Small blog entries as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-7508076300177247545?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/7508076300177247545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=7508076300177247545' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/7508076300177247545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/7508076300177247545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/06/me-formally-engineeryesss.html' title='Me formally an engineer...yesss!'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-2624948517049749971</id><published>2009-06-07T17:06:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-07T17:06:41.543+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Away from family</title><content type='html'>It may seem weird but today i did travel with mommy-daddy( together) after 6 long years( ignoring auto travel). We did travel today from patna to gaya. I have been living away from family now for 11 years , due to studies. I did miss many things in the process , but compromise was only option (thanks to dad's transferable job and posting happened in remote places ).&lt;br /&gt;So , half of my life  i have been out of home. Some basic things i did learn from home . It was time to know things away from home (  some bad and some good things ).&lt;br /&gt;Here are some good /bad points ( i think so :p )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# learning and living with diverse people. When living together became lifestyle?...we never knew.sharing everything (except undies :p )....a la munnabhi mbbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# knowing people: from diverse background. What they think? , how they react?, how they talk? How they live. Learning and fun 24/7&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;# freedom : we feel responsible if we have freedom.i  did learn this with attached freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#food : missed "ghar ka khana".abusing the food before eating became routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# less interaction with real life problems. When i used to come home , i knew i was going into different world.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;# friends : special friends made.friends for ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# girls : unknown species,  less /no interaction with them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# new hobbies: yes , i did learn new hobbies, i never knew i had a cartoonist inside me. Rubiks cube, origami , novel reading. Really new things, thanks to friends for introducing new things to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long list already .i will add other things in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s : this post is dedicated to choti , she is silent follower of my blog. Initially i pampered her to read my blog.now she is regular. Thank you choti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-2624948517049749971?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/2624948517049749971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=2624948517049749971' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/2624948517049749971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/2624948517049749971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/06/away-from-family.html' title='Away from family'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-4810821733972792293</id><published>2009-06-05T22:51:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-06T07:55:03.592+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobby'/><title type='text'>I chose this....</title><content type='html'>Climax scene  from movie the matrix revolutions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agent smith : why mr. Anderson, why ? Why you fall every time to rise again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neo :  ( rising again to fight ) because i have chosen this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life we face difficult situations because we chose to be in that situation.why we chose that path is million doller question , everyone has to answer on their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s : the matrix is my favourite movie. Did watch all 3 parts 6 times :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s : geeta plz leave your link here. Me can't locate your blog :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-4810821733972792293?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/4810821733972792293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=4810821733972792293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/4810821733972792293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/4810821733972792293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-chose-this.html' title='I chose this....'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-6752494308570834988</id><published>2009-05-30T12:51:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-30T12:58:55.924+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>tagged : 10 more things about me</title><content type='html'>I had done one similar tag called "25 things about me" , but then i was not tagged by anyone . Recently when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fms&lt;/span&gt; did tag me , i was tempted to do this tag for &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://fms1988.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;here goes 10 things about me.....in slightly different mode..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;1:&lt;/span&gt; I am addicted to google search . My friends call me google addict . From really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt; questions to some so specific questions  google has helped me everywhere. Specially &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;linux&lt;/span&gt; users can't live without google search , i am one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;2:&lt;/span&gt; When i am alone ,  i just don't want to eat , specially when i am travelling / in the market. I end up starving my-self  while travelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;3:&lt;/span&gt; I did never get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;chance&lt;/span&gt; to hear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; music before my college days . Things really change ,  once a non-listener  to any music ( 4 years back ) has turned ( now ) into music freak. For records ,  there are 15000 songs on my computer of which 9000 are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; songs. Beatles , stones , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;rihanna&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;metallica&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;shakira&lt;/span&gt; , pink &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;floyd&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;eminen&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;madonna&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;nelly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;furtado&lt;/span&gt; ,  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;brian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;adams&lt;/span&gt;  , Led &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Zepplin&lt;/span&gt; , the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;corrs&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;celine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;dion&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;linkin&lt;/span&gt; park ,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;westlife&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;alizee&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;vengaboys&lt;/span&gt;  etc are  just another names to me these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;4:&lt;/span&gt; once i had wished to share heavily on college &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;LAn&lt;/span&gt;. I shared 260 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Gb&lt;/span&gt; recently for 2 months. This once meant huge fortune for me. I am owner of 500&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;gb&lt;/span&gt; external hard disk .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;5:&lt;/span&gt; romantic date : raining heavily , me and 'her' walking on deserted road slowly with hand in hand. ( Oops!!.....this got public...my friends knew this ). I will make sure only one 'her' will get this date with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;6: &lt;/span&gt;I did learn many things from movies  ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; ). Like listening &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; song this also had started 4 years back. before that i had only watched 4-5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; movies. even now i am not big movie watcher, but still manage to watch decent number of movies ,  at least 2-3 in one week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;7:&lt;/span&gt; When i was kid i took immense pleasure in hitting street dogs with stones. My wish then was to hunt birds with guns...never got gun hence no bird got killed by me . Again things  really change , now i  think twice before killing even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;mosquitos&lt;/span&gt; sucking my blood. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;8:&lt;/span&gt; As kid ,  i  loved planting  flowers . I was successful owner of small backyard  garden  comprising some flowers and vegetable plants. sunflower was my favourite as it seemed magical to me ;  Sunflowers change direction with changing location of sun . ( i checked their direction at night time ... how they behaved when no sun  was around )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;9: &lt;/span&gt; It was dream come true when for the first time i was sitting alone with  "my" computer ( 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;january&lt;/span&gt; 2007 ). Buying own computer was really huge thing for me. I knew i had found my best friend i.e my computer. L&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;ooking&lt;/span&gt; back ....i have spent some memorable times with my computer. Saga continues....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;10:&lt;/span&gt; I feel low when i see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;privileged&lt;/span&gt; people around me ( who get things done  easily ) . here is one line which helps in the times when i feel less &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;privileged&lt;/span&gt; ........"at the end of the day it doesn't matter how much one has got from life , what matters is how much one is able to give back to life " .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before closing , i tag everyone who want to share interesting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;things&lt;/span&gt; about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : Blogger friends,  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;plz&lt;/span&gt; don't forget me , i won't be regular on blog world in days to come. Me  missing blog world like hell . I  know many times life has to go like this , we have to live with so many constraints associated with us.  My constraints are bugging me heavily :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-6752494308570834988?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/6752494308570834988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=6752494308570834988' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/6752494308570834988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/6752494308570834988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/05/tagged-10-more-things-about-me.html' title='tagged : 10 more things about me'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-47110368162431149</id><published>2009-05-19T09:52:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-19T11:04:19.376+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jasoos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>looking........... back /forward</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/ShI80lB2M9I/AAAAAAAAAe8/Tx7M56_hefU/s1600-h/smilies.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/ShI80lB2M9I/AAAAAAAAAe8/Tx7M56_hefU/s320/smilies.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337395382378181586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;definition &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;virtual world = gtalk 'new' additions / dc++ friends from college / blogger friends /internet forum's friends   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blogging days as engineering college student has ended ( leaving college hostel tomorrow ) .  Will be on blogger as 100% engineer . Will try to add something else to my real-life profile of mine in future ( mba ..etc ) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience with virtual world has been nice. At times this bugged me ,  but most of the times it felt like heaven . Precisely,  i experienced the virtual world for two and half year. Before internet meant maintaining contact with real-life friends / browsing / searching .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is about , how virtual world took something out of me. No hard feeling against the ' culprits '.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially   it was addiction to this world which was bugging me . Now the  contents of this world are bugging  me. I thought every thing is roasy about the virtual world. But forgot  the real life people are on virtual world.  They come with predefined inconsistencies and imperfection.&lt;br /&gt;Many times we assume  things about the persons on virtual world. We make some too big and  someone too small .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how was i bugged? i won't explain . Here are some things which can be said , maintaining suspense factor associated with each . What i felt are as under.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;ignored at times&lt;/span&gt; : this might had happened unintentionally /intentionally  . But do we expect everyone to notice one in this world. naah!! . Being ignored is the reality bite. I was prepared for this still got bugged.....sometimes preparedness also  doesn't help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;cheated &lt;/span&gt;: not big cheating did occur  , mild cheat :P . Will make the person who did this to read this blog entry. The person has to face mild anger from my side for doing that thing to me. This came some short of shocker to me. . actually i was unprepared for this thing from that 'creature'. I was taken off-guard when this cheating thing did occur . Even now my heart is with her but brain is not supporting the same .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i am giving too much of information about myself&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;:  Others might have felt , this , and they successfully knew everything about me without telling anything about them. I did not respect my privacy , i think i should had....( here , me is angry with myself )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Felt i knew nothing about the person&lt;/span&gt; : real shocker, how can it be? The person was so depressed , and i got no wind about the same. Felt like culprit when she disclosed in which state she was the other night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;pampered others&lt;/span&gt; : with my stupid talk . Yes when i felt so , really bad i felt . it was like cheapness personified.  Expect less from others , at times i did expect too much .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;rejected&lt;/span&gt; : One demand of mine was rejected . This demand was something close to heart .  I felt like animal on knowing this. Am i so bad? , no is the answer, but i know everyone will not understand this thing in this world . preoccupied ides....culprit here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless , i am still addicted to this world. I have more reasons to love this world then to hate. I just wish that day never comes , when i hate virtual world . This world has given me more then i did expect .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again , no hard feeling against the ' creatures ' due to whom above mentioned point did originate  ( me included in the list of creatures ).  I am lucky,  i got chance to know you people . I will  continue in virtual world , but with caution , after above mentioned things which i have felt/experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i won't be over cautious , for sure :P&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;p.s : this blog entry is dedicated to sweetest "jasoos" i will ever know . That creature is responsible for "rejected " point mentioned above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Award time &lt;/span&gt;:  This is for &lt;a href="http://lifeofthepinkorchid.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Kajal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!! . Smile kajal... smile ....always....&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/ShJEZOMQuSI/AAAAAAAAAfE/4H_pTxJkGg8/s1600-h/chamki2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/ShJEZOMQuSI/AAAAAAAAAfE/4H_pTxJkGg8/s320/chamki2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337403708484401442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-47110368162431149?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/47110368162431149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=47110368162431149' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/47110368162431149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/47110368162431149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/05/looking-back-forward.html' title='looking........... back /forward'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/ShI80lB2M9I/AAAAAAAAAe8/Tx7M56_hefU/s72-c/smilies.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-7328857935366135594</id><published>2009-05-14T18:30:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-14T18:46:51.432+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mango'/><title type='text'>mango afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgwZOBK1mlI/AAAAAAAAAeM/yw8YVMasMas/s1600-h/Mango_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgwZOBK1mlI/AAAAAAAAAeM/yw8YVMasMas/s320/Mango_resize.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335667387149949522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;"&gt;My room  still smells like mango ( Mangifera indica ). Even i ate that 2-3  hour before (we 3 friends on 2 mango ). This was seasons first mango for me . The mango was on the sweet/sour side. But still first experience of this years mango was special. Immediate thought came  to write one blog on my favourite fruit .so here it goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;"&gt;The background is simple , i am big fan of mango. So many stories from my childhood days are related with me addicted to mango. At the age of 7 , &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; i was caught eating mango at 2:30 am , that too chori-chori&lt;/span&gt;. Every year this story is narrated  by daddy as if this happened only yesterday. This is one of the stories which makes daddy laugh loudly even now.  I just enjoy watching him laugh , and act as if i was caught eating mango now. I won't explain actually what had happened , so funny incident that was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;"&gt;i can't forget eating kaccha-mango  from different mango trees in our locality we lived. Mostly this was done &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chori-chori&lt;/span&gt; . I was supporting actor in this crime. who was main  actor ? answer is  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dear bhaiya&lt;/span&gt;!! . He had to face all the wrath in case we were caught stealing mango from mango tree.  Most of the time  i got away as i was considered "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seeda-saada-baccha&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;"&gt;I eat all mangos with equal enthusiasm , specially the one's which are neglected by general masses. Some varieties ,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt; Maldah ,Dashahari , Up-langda , biju , sippiya , chausa , totapuri&lt;/span&gt; , to name  a few , i like so much . Even the names of mangoes is so interesting . Mostly based on their source  where they are found. I am  yet to try the best export varieties from  India to the world . This export is keeping us deprived of the best  we produce , but we get much required foreign currency in return. money matters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;"&gt;With so many specialities attached with mango , this is rightly said  king of fruits . Everyone who has tried  mango must have stories associated with the same. I am quite regular with health drinks based on mangos, ( they are easy to get ). But the experience of eating actual mango can not be matched by them . May my love for mango remains at this level in future ( has decreassed over the years ).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;this blog entry is dedicated to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;dear daddy&lt;/span&gt; . He was responsible for introducing me to the world of mangos. From him only i knew how to eat mango? . His order to clean mango before eating is still an order i follow. I ask what is the name of the variety of mango from the salesman , this habit came from dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-7328857935366135594?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/7328857935366135594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=7328857935366135594' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/7328857935366135594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/7328857935366135594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/05/mango-afternoon.html' title='mango afternoon'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgwZOBK1mlI/AAAAAAAAAeM/yw8YVMasMas/s72-c/Mango_resize.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-2019247666797791131</id><published>2009-05-12T00:00:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-12T13:47:46.760+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='debate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conflict'/><title type='text'>copying.....what it means?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgiELxp-6cI/AAAAAAAAAdk/nmMIK8Y37hU/s1600-h/sharing.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgiELxp-6cI/AAAAAAAAAdk/nmMIK8Y37hU/s320/sharing.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334659096463206850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ever since i came to blog world this thing i have seen at many places , "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Please don't copy&lt;/span&gt;". Similar  words have been used in real life like music piracy, software piracy , plagiarism , etc  . Confusing situation it is. At times hard to understand , where the line is , beyond  which one should not go? Who are the actual copycats? Who are inspired one's ?  What inspiration means?  Too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall try to touch some points on this topic which i have understood from different sourcs in last 3 years on this topic. Thanks to &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;" href="http://stallman.org/"&gt;richard stallman&lt;/a&gt; , from him only  almost all has come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start from some basic scenario , like , how many times we ask neighbors to help us , in india i am sure we ask for weird helps. No need to explain :P .If they say , sorry! whatever belongs to us is ours , not for you. What circumstances are to follow after this. Another example : many times we ask our friends to give us books , music CDs, movies  CDs etc etc. Can this be called piracy ? if yes,  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;then we should help our frinds and feel free to be accused of piracy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now some different examples. All of us use Newtons principle , E=mc^2 is used by us as if we were born to use this . Is this copying? Do we pay some royalities to newtons and Einsteins! for using their ideas?  No , i think is the answer. Do theorems develpoed by mathematicians has any copyright associated. Just imagine if these great minds had kept their inventions/discoveries private  or just barred others from using their ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In modern  world when we talk about piracy of softwares , i happily know many people are working day and night to provide many softwares for free and we can see the source code also . I am using '&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.linux.org"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;linux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;' as operating system on my computer which is from &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://www.blogger.com/www.opensource.org"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;open source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  and is free . All softwares installed on my computer are  from &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://www.blogger.com/www.opensource.org"&gt;open source&lt;/a&gt; , surely developed by great minds , without any selfishness. So &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;share and let share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is the motto to be followed by humanity.We should help others,  knowing our work can help for devlopment of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the question remains here , is anyone allowed to take credit for others work? .Big NO is the answer , the credit should always go to the person who deserves. We should use their work to improve ourselves , and should keep away from saying '&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;this is my work&lt;/span&gt;'. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;War between 'closed knowledge' v/s  'open knowledge is very much on. I wish , the open-source of knowlege is the winner&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;p.s : not defending any copycats , but just my position on this topic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-2019247666797791131?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/2019247666797791131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=2019247666797791131' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/2019247666797791131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/2019247666797791131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/05/copyingwhat-it-means.html' title='copying.....what it means?'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgiELxp-6cI/AAAAAAAAAdk/nmMIK8Y37hU/s72-c/sharing.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-7274871647978692985</id><published>2009-05-09T22:06:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:53:33.710+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><title type='text'>To dear mommy.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgW5Ozo4TGI/AAAAAAAAAdU/JrRCDf_u_rQ/s1600-h/giraffe_mother_kissing.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgW5Ozo4TGI/AAAAAAAAAdU/JrRCDf_u_rQ/s320/giraffe_mother_kissing.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333872997721197666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;with all respect,  dear  mommy!!&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                                                 This is a  mother's day (10th  may ) and and time to realize how lucky i am to be your son. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Here are some confessions ..err..some realizations which i can think  at this point of time&lt;/span&gt;. List is long.....some are here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1:&lt;/span&gt; I never woke up when you asked me at home to wake up early . I am out of home for so long , i always woke up thinking you will get angry if i am late.I know you will never accept this '&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;theory&lt;/span&gt;' of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2:&lt;/span&gt;  I don't sit near the gate in moving train , and i don't walk on railway platform without any  purpose. When you are around i have always asked you to allow me doing these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3:&lt;/span&gt; I have learned bargaining from you. In front of you i always showed , i just don't like bargaining in shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4:&lt;/span&gt; I always think about expenditure while spending on anything. This art came from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5:&lt;/span&gt; You have always plan B ready . Me try to copy you in many circumstances thinking about what your plan B must had been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6:&lt;/span&gt; You are ready to go at any extent if you are correct. I haven't been able to do this , but trying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7:&lt;/span&gt; I remember how bad you felt when i failed in some exams, still you did hide those feeling just to keep me motivated .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8:&lt;/span&gt; I made you angry at times just to seek your attention.So many ready-made '&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;methods&lt;/span&gt;' i had  to make you angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9:&lt;/span&gt; When i was kid i was happy to get sick!. After all you were there round the clock  when i got ill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10:&lt;/span&gt; I knew i made bad  tea , still you did enjoy that as if that tea was best tea made ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many , many , many things are there but you know ,  you have so many good things attached , which i will never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Happy mothers' day to all mothers in this world.Saluting the motherhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with all love, son&lt;br /&gt;neeraj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-7274871647978692985?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/7274871647978692985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=7274871647978692985' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/7274871647978692985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/7274871647978692985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-dear-mommy.html' title='To dear mommy.....'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgW5Ozo4TGI/AAAAAAAAAdU/JrRCDf_u_rQ/s72-c/giraffe_mother_kissing.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-5771372935008528963</id><published>2009-05-09T09:00:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-09T10:20:56.538+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>feeling lonely......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgUJP-qC09I/AAAAAAAAAdM/544X3vEovW8/s1600-h/alone_full.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgUJP-qC09I/AAAAAAAAAdM/544X3vEovW8/s320/alone_full.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333679503812252626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:webdings;" &gt;In earlier cases this might had been my diary entry....me talking to myself. Don't know why i am writing this on blog. Readers  can avoid this  as this is  boring face of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,  here i am the state of mind  which i dislike...feeling lonely. This is due to some decisions i have to make soon. With college ending ( 10  days ) , i am again seeing element of void in near future. Time to get out of comfort zone . Very apprehensive i am ,  what is there for me in future ?. Some career decisions are to be taken by me and me alone . Very lonely......mood swing since yesterday evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i am writing this ,  "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Savage garden : when you feel all alone&lt;/span&gt; ",  is playing on my comp. i am really touched  by the lines....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;When darkness is upon your door and you feel like you can't take anymore&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel really bad when i have  to wait  alone at railway platform. I hate walking alone . Talking to self is painful at times . The questions ,"what i have done till now? " , really tests my control on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always  been some sort of loner , introvert  , and whatever words can be used for this situation. I can't explain why this is the case with me . May be in quest of becoming good-boy i got so serious and hence loner .  In  3-4 years situation has changed slightly , but still i  have remained where i was. But can't take anymore, just hate feeling lonely. It's like enough is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I just hope , everything goes fine.  Bad thing,  i can't ask 'god' to help me. Side effects of being non-believer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-5771372935008528963?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/5771372935008528963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=5771372935008528963' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/5771372935008528963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/5771372935008528963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/05/feeling-lonely.html' title='feeling lonely......'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgUJP-qC09I/AAAAAAAAAdM/544X3vEovW8/s72-c/alone_full.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-7813605044927284321</id><published>2009-05-07T07:23:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-07T08:00:53.358+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favourite lines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funda'/><title type='text'>Sharing my fav. lines.....anyone needs!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgJHhRidGHI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Dnt33emcDHU/s1600-h/headache.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgJHhRidGHI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Dnt33emcDHU/s400/headache.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332903545729259634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i am in mood to share lines  which are my favourite. These have become my favourite in past few years (3-4 years) . Only 10 are presented here to keep this entry short and simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here they go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Somethings will never change , but thankfully many things do change&lt;/span&gt; : from my favourite movie &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;the matrix&lt;/span&gt;. This is most frequently used dialogue used by me. Just love to speak this in almost all circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Catch your dreams before they slip away : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;from song '&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;ruby tuesday&lt;/span&gt;' by stones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Dreams won't stay forever to be caught. Time matters i.e what we achieve and when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;There is difference between knowing the path and walking on it&lt;/span&gt; : again from movie '&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;the matrix&lt;/span&gt;' . How many times we just think to do something and when we go for actual implementation , we realize, it was so tough!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Madness is like gravity all it needs is little push&lt;/span&gt; : movie '&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;the dark knight&lt;/span&gt;' . Anyone can act weird , even  best behaved persons need just little push to turn into demon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;We are captives of our own identity living in prison of our own creation&lt;/span&gt;. from tv series '&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;prison break&lt;/span&gt;'. I had written one blog entry on this . No wonder this is one of my favourite lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Could fulfillment ever be felt as deeply as loss&lt;/span&gt;: novel '&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;inheritance of loss&lt;/span&gt;' by kiran desai . Achievement brings happiness , but the pain of failure can not be compared to happiness of success ...err..will never be comparable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Winning is important but equally important is resilience to face defeat&lt;/span&gt; : don't remember from where it came but this is surely on of my favourites. It's all about accepting defeat and keeping oneself motivated to work for future success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;World is cruel and only morality is chance&lt;/span&gt; : again from the movie '&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;the dark knight&lt;/span&gt;' . Everything in this world is associated with how we react when we get chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Sometimes life has to go like this&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;chris gayle&lt;/span&gt; ( cricketer ). We should accept life in all forms , at times this can be painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Stay hungry , stay foolish&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;steve jobs&lt;/span&gt; , founder of 'apple computer Inc.'. If one wants to learn something best way is to be always open for knowledge. We should never be preoccupied with our own way of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before closing ........&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Why So seriousssss!!!&lt;/span&gt;...ala joker-style from dark knight. Giving funda of life is fun :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : I thought about this post after reading  &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://readmeout-aditi.blogspot.com/"&gt;aditi's blog&lt;/a&gt; . She had shared some quotations in one of her posts. So this post is dedicated to aditi .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-7813605044927284321?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/7813605044927284321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=7813605044927284321' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/7813605044927284321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/7813605044927284321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/05/sharing-my-fav-linesanyone-needs.html' title='Sharing my fav. lines.....anyone needs!!'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgJHhRidGHI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Dnt33emcDHU/s72-c/headache.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-1697567753718082385</id><published>2009-05-05T21:21:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-06T01:44:50.543+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conflict'/><title type='text'>arguments and counter arguments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgByEmDlOYI/AAAAAAAAAc0/-J3REBRzqHw/s1600-h/prede_1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgByEmDlOYI/AAAAAAAAAc0/-J3REBRzqHw/s400/prede_1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332387382067280258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times we just disagree the person in front of us?. We are obsessed with our own theories. We just think what we think is best in this universe. Others will believe in different school of thoughts . If they ignore what others are saying , well and good ; if not , what results is argument and counter arguments. Welcome to world of proving oneself!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humanity has thrived and developed so much based on understanding they developed in past for future decisions . Misunderstanding and conflict of principles led to huge wars , which did  shame the creator of this universe . Even creator  had to  think,  "if we are his/her creation". This conflict of ideas occurs at different levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At individual level..some possible divisions can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Me v/s myself &lt;/span&gt;: when two inner-selves fight with each other . One will force us to do wrong thing other will try to save us from doing anything wrong. Which is write/wrong , which wins is dependent on circumstances. Sometimes there are justification, many times we just do something. This is very tricky situation when we try to justify ourselves against ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;In friend circle&lt;/span&gt; :  This is most fruitful scenario. Friends can't harm each other . So what results from the argument and counter arguments is so beautiful that one can be proud  of being part of discussion. One can learn many things from this discussion. I am obliged to so many of my friends for teaching me many good things. This learning process is only taking beautiful dimensions these days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Consists of ego clashes&lt;/span&gt;  : When one can go at any extent to prove one's point.  These are the scenario , when virtues of being human are tested. What is right and wrong takes a back seat and egos and superiority complex gains front seat. What results from this argument and counter argument is friends becoming enemies . Real shameful situation this is. How we can let the situation to get to such &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dirty&lt;/span&gt; proportions. Stupidity helps us in reaching there .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India was so developed in past only due to the fact that we used to discuss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;a-lot&lt;/span&gt; about different thinking. We are so diverse because we have great tolerance. Same can be implemented at individual level .We should share our way of thinking and modification according to surrounding is the keyword/mantra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : this is dedicated to all my friends here in BIT with whom i did participate in many debates every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; nights for 2 years. I did learn many things from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s : this post also  dedicated to &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;" href="http://xpressive-silence.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;msr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;" href="http://satansdarling.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ashrita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; . with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;msr&lt;/span&gt; i had some debate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt; on one of her &lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://xpressive-silence.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-vote-for-crooks.html"&gt; blog entry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(hey! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;msr&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;  looking for more debates with you). With &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ashrita&lt;/span&gt;, had exchanges today on my thinking towards &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://saucyevil.blogspot.com/2009/05/neeraj-speaks-you-must-get-life.html"&gt;"thank-you-theory"&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-1697567753718082385?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/1697567753718082385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=1697567753718082385' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/1697567753718082385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/1697567753718082385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/05/arguments-and-counter-arguments.html' title='arguments and counter arguments'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgByEmDlOYI/AAAAAAAAAc0/-J3REBRzqHw/s72-c/prede_1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-4036661383617145208</id><published>2009-05-01T17:19:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-01T19:02:38.364+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emosans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='debate'/><title type='text'>State of denial</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/Sfr0Og54UBI/AAAAAAAAAcs/yrl9dSMLZa8/s1600-h/ostrich.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/Sfr0Og54UBI/AAAAAAAAAcs/yrl9dSMLZa8/s400/ostrich.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330841639134449682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;image : best example of state-of-denial. Anyone disagrees!!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was topic of the cartoon me tried to draw when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pakistan&lt;/span&gt; denied the terrorists , who were part of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mumbai&lt;/span&gt; attack ,  were not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pakistani&lt;/span&gt; citizens . We said they are in state of 'denial' . This post is all about state-of-denials we create in our real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times we just ignore things?.... to be happy!. Countless number , &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nahi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kya&lt;/span&gt;?. Example, when good days are about to get over  we  easily get into that state saying , &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still many things left&lt;/span&gt;. We try to capture things from past for future 'use'..another way of denying truth...memories we start calling that. No wonder in all the parties  many of us get busy with  clicking-pics-work and stop enjoying the actual party . Situation of loosing contact with friends is scary , denial here is supported by &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" href="http://orkut.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;orkuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;-and-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" href="http://facebook.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;facebooks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; . We just think we are in contact with our near and dear one's . But are we actually in contact?.....Debatable &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;topic&lt;/span&gt;....many will say that contact is virtual ....many will say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;naah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!... real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt;. We enjoy the happiness of denial , that can be called paradise of denial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many 'denials' already used till now.  We should not accept truth  and start cursing life. Accepting the situation and a move on from the situation does help . Denying the situation is actual helplessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember india  government showed some denial , saying , "recession what recession!!?" . Denial can be part of very good diplomacy but accepting the truth and facing the reality is actual bravery. Bravery deserves a testing scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;p.s : This post is dedicated to the 'person' who kept me on chat till 3:30am ( today ). Me in state-of-denial , unable to accept that i  won't be able to 'kill' early morning  time in near future with her  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s : today my UPSC admid card came . Till now , me was denying the fact that  " i'm sitting for civil-service-exam". Now, with admit card on table....heart beating faster.  Another denial coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-4036661383617145208?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/4036661383617145208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=4036661383617145208' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/4036661383617145208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/4036661383617145208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/05/state-of-denial.html' title='State of denial'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/Sfr0Og54UBI/AAAAAAAAAcs/yrl9dSMLZa8/s72-c/ostrich.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-1187287067993501473</id><published>2009-04-25T17:53:00.017+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-25T22:56:59.888+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memory lanes'/><title type='text'>sound  from memory lanes......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SfMUUqAS4CI/AAAAAAAAAck/kCfwGoX4oIA/s1600-h/Thakurganj_thana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SfMUUqAS4CI/AAAAAAAAAck/kCfwGoX4oIA/s400/Thakurganj_thana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328625129214894114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;image : &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thakurganj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bihar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , i stayed there for 3 years (1995-1997) .look at encircled "mango tree" (planted by me ) and marked railway track (my long evening walk path )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;click on pic to see enlarged version of same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;55fiction:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Morning began with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;rooster's  strut &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;. Now, me walking on railway track.Oops! , train whistling  , asking for way. That crow on the railway signal did sit on "my" mango tree today,  breaking two leaves. I did retaliate  by pelting stones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Will remember strange whispers of surroundings , nostalgia they say , i  will call this, the sound from memory lanes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;P.S : i did imagine me walking on the railway track "then" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;blog entry has its seeds  in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://satansdarling.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ashrita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;'s  comment in my last blog entry when she said she is going to sow some seeds. Me thought about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mango&lt;/span&gt; tree planted by me long ago. Never saw that as grown up-tree. But from google-earth looks quite big now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sound of sound : article by P R &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;TOI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 23rd &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;april&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Author had home near railway track, he felt nostalgic about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;trains&lt;/span&gt;  noise. Me also lived so close to railway line (check encircled house in picture ). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Me did many morning and evening walks on the railway track (yes...me used to walk on the track). Dad used to warn me many times and asked me to walk on sideways.But i did hardly give any care to suggestions :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful small-small town &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;thakurganj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , thanks to dads transferable job , me lived in such beautiful place . So green and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of rain there. Just loved watching huge fields of paddy and banana fields visible from backyard from our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to google-earth!!,  me got chance to visit memory-lanes without actually visiting there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;P.S.S : Another 55fiction from me , me loving this . But this time i had problem cutting so may words , compressing took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of editing. So many 'redundant' words were deleted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="publishButton" class="cssButton" href="javascript:void(0)" target="" onclick="if (this.className.indexOf(&amp;quot;ubtn-disabled&amp;quot;) == -1) {var e = document['stuffform'].publish;(e.length) ? e[0].click() : e.click(); if (window.event) window.event.cancelBubble = true; return false;}"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonOuter"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonMiddle"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonInner"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-1187287067993501473?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/1187287067993501473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=1187287067993501473' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/1187287067993501473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/1187287067993501473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/04/sounds-from-memory-lanes.html' title='sound  from memory lanes......'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SfMUUqAS4CI/AAAAAAAAAck/kCfwGoX4oIA/s72-c/Thakurganj_thana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-5930563774062017778</id><published>2009-04-22T13:53:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-22T14:50:55.712+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother earth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth day'/><title type='text'>O!!  mother earth ...we love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/Se7bSUVV3EI/AAAAAAAAAbM/tOcs4yRU2Rs/s1600-h/MotherEarthSleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/Se7bSUVV3EI/AAAAAAAAAbM/tOcs4yRU2Rs/s320/MotherEarthSleeping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327436516968225858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;image : mother earth sleeping in isoaltion. Can we ignore her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Birds were twittering, sun was saying bye . Everything was changing as many thought about a place called 'home'. How stupid we became , forgot you ; when you cared most . Living happily in prison of own creation ,but were we happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to remember you. Happy earth day!! , to  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;mother earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;. We love you , love you forever!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : did read &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" href="http://lifeofthepinkorchid.blogspot.com/"&gt;kajal&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" href="http://xpressive-silence.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ms.R&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;writing such fiction(well written by both ). They called this "55fiction" ( fiction in 55 words ). I don't know how much successful i got with my this attempt, but yes, number of words is 55 for sure ...lol. Anyway i had to write something for "mother earth" on earth's day. I loved this style :) (today is earth's day...for some of us who are confused )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-5930563774062017778?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/5930563774062017778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=5930563774062017778' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/5930563774062017778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/5930563774062017778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/04/o-mother-earth-we-love-you.html' title='O!!  mother earth ...we love you'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/Se7bSUVV3EI/AAAAAAAAAbM/tOcs4yRU2Rs/s72-c/MotherEarthSleeping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-3298940164754058507</id><published>2009-04-20T12:11:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-20T13:36:42.457+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election 2009'/><title type='text'>dance of democracy...election 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/Sewjb-XZ_yI/AAAAAAAAAa8/ogS0kNuldos/s1600-h/2vote2009.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/Sewjb-XZ_yI/AAAAAAAAAa8/ogS0kNuldos/s320/2vote2009.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326671422777065250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;image&lt;/span&gt; : 16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;apr&lt;/span&gt; 2009 , some village in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bihar&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; i wish day comes when all of us can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;participate&lt;/span&gt; in voting without any help&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So general elections are  on  in largest democracy in this world , INDIA.I was trying to write something on this , but laziness prevailed.But  good thing, me finally writing something on this . Arranging election of this much magnitude is huge thing and an achievement also (yes , fail to control some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;corruption&lt;/span&gt; in this process ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like all general elections this one too has already given us some shocks.Many persons have died in election related violence ( sad!!  ). people dying for sake of democracy, me felt really bad on listening to news of recent poll-day-violence. My father in on election duty (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bihar&lt;/span&gt; police )....i keep my fingers crossed on election days. It's only on evening-of-polling day i get info to ease the tension when  i call dad to ask for his well being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance of democracy we are seeing again, mud slinging everywhere . Some political enemies , becoming "friends" , some "friends" breaking-up . I am sure they don't have any work ethics. Public is being fooled in whole of this saga. So confusing situation, isn't it? , two political parties , friends in one state can be opponent in other state. Really , ours is country of "wonders".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time i am missing voice of loud-speakers (college-hostel-stay-and-exam-time). But election-time-effect visible , "student-buses" to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ranchi&lt;/span&gt; from our college are cancelled , buses have been taken away for election duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey!!!  but no effect on cricket lovers , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;BCCI&lt;/span&gt; have shown us , we can ignore , festival-of-democracy to watch business-called-cricket. I am sure many of  us  must be discussing which-team-will-win-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;IPL&lt;/span&gt; rather then mood-of-voters. I did read many debates on this topic ,they concluded ,  image of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;india&lt;/span&gt; has been tarnished by hosting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;IPL&lt;/span&gt; in SA . I agree with this thought , what world must be thinking of us?, is cricket so important? ...err...money is important!!. After all they are playing for money. Democracy is facing challenge from  crazy people having money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog entry will remain incomplete without talk of people ignoring democracy.&lt;br /&gt;Well and good for these people , but we love freedom which comes by-virtue-of-being-democracy. we still have wise junta who can select the government. Many of us are illiterate, lacking basic life living facilities. some of us , who have the facilities can ignore democracy saying , system is BAD. But thankfully most of us can-not, we don't have option to say so. Majority of us are informed about this situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before closing one quote from one of the panel discussion i did watch sometime in 2005. One administrator said, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;!! ,  our system has some faults , but at the same time we have system which can be repaired. If our car gets some fault , then obviously,  it is not good idea to revert back to bullock-cart days. We should do something to repair the car&lt;/span&gt;"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long live democracy....plz every one of us save our democracy ( from corruption )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-3298940164754058507?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/3298940164754058507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=3298940164754058507' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/3298940164754058507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/3298940164754058507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/04/dance-of-democracyelection-2009.html' title='dance of democracy...election 2009'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/Sewjb-XZ_yI/AAAAAAAAAa8/ogS0kNuldos/s72-c/2vote2009.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-1264788551930451498</id><published>2009-04-12T10:12:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-19T19:36:25.853+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIT Mesra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college days'/><title type='text'>Life will continue..........adios college</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SeGAP5LnCTI/AAAAAAAAAak/CJlqm4fDo8Q/s1600-h/DSCN5271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SeGAP5LnCTI/AAAAAAAAAak/CJlqm4fDo8Q/s320/DSCN5271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323677245064546610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;image&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; : jungle/short-cut  in our college , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;streets we shall never  walk again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog entry is too small to capture my college days (about to end in 1 months, 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; may 2009). This is  my attempt to say "good-bye" to my college "BIT, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mesra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ranchi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;".  Weird means  are being used to  make it part of ever lasting memories (they can-not be explained here for obvious reasons ). We all know these are the best days of our life , so we don't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; to regret , "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;are!!!...ye &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nahi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kiya&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;nahi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;kiya&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we came here , most of us had pain in their heart for not clearing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;IIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;JEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. Many had cleared , but the AIR (all-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; rank )was not good enough to get desired &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;IIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; or wished "branch" at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;IITs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. We had many dreams , and next four years were to be experienced here at BIT Campus (very beautiful , with tons-and-tons of trees).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summary of our life here , can be represented by slightly modified song from the movie " hazaaron khwahisein aisi...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;streets we had never walked,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;windows we had never opened,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;hands we had never held,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Dreams we shall never see again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did walk on many streets of life , never walked ; always studious guys became "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;masti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;" loving groups. Many windows were opened , me turned from "so-formal-guy" into "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;halla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;gulla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-guy" (many phases of this transition). Hands never got held though (love-life), at-least for me :P (by the time i thought about this , it was too late to try, some attempts resulted into failures ) .Many got successful and gave their quantum of college-life  to someone "special". We have already dreamt many things , completing them will be life long process , these dreams won't be dreamt any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final tribute goes in the form of following words, thanks to college for....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;lives we have lived,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;hopes we had never realized ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;fires we have  lit ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;loves we shall never never make again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all good things remain with all of us for the whole life .We just hope , all "bad" things gained here are no longer part of our life after college (bad habits go ....slow :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1 id="firstHeading" class="firstHeading"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Adiós&lt;/span&gt; college :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;no-one can-not control the time. Time is dirty , takes away good times from us. again  i will use my favourite consolation statement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;all good things have to end and become &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;yaadein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;".Life continues .....even god can-not change past, but future is to be made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : @ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;appu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; , i don't know how much "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;emosanal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;atyachar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;" has been done in this blog entry , but one thing for sure , college-life "summery" remains same for all "college-goers" at the end of college. So you read this now and "weep-buckets" at the end of college days (not near ....so enjoy for the time being). your bundles of tissue papers are safe for now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1 id="firstHeading" class="firstHeading"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-1264788551930451498?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/1264788551930451498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=1264788551930451498' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/1264788551930451498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/1264788551930451498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/04/let-life-continueadios-college.html' title='Life will continue..........adios college'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SeGAP5LnCTI/AAAAAAAAAak/CJlqm4fDo8Q/s72-c/DSCN5271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-8310008928830497320</id><published>2009-04-02T16:28:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:37:53.788+05:30</updated><title type='text'>"Me v/s myself" .....cartoons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SdTjb3_Wf0I/AAAAAAAAAY8/AR1n2ityIsU/s1600-h/img_2808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SdTjb3_Wf0I/AAAAAAAAAY8/AR1n2ityIsU/s320/img_2808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320127127857037122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;image 1: when truce was decided&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SdTe75liOvI/AAAAAAAAAY0/_3OFJalvB4E/s1600-h/img_2807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SdTe75liOvI/AAAAAAAAAY0/_3OFJalvB4E/s320/img_2807.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320122180483300082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;image2 : when war was  on :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SdSeCsJSJmI/AAAAAAAAAYk/4EZUNfFg2Iw/s1600-h/img_2806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SdSeCsJSJmI/AAAAAAAAAYk/4EZUNfFg2Iw/s320/img_2806.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320050828878423650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;image3 : from here the war was renewed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;me v/s myself &lt;/span&gt;. click on image to see the actual version of the image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;On-demand&lt;/span&gt;" post for &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" href="http://satansdarling.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ashrita&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" href="http://media-wedia.blogspot.com/"&gt;deeply dip&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks for showing interest in my cartoons to both of you.  I failed to get them scanned so posting the photographs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This "me v/s myself" cartoons were on display in "my-room's-wall" last year, (dates are visible).&lt;br /&gt;Then obvious war was going inside me "study/laziness" , so  "me v/s myself".&lt;br /&gt;No points for guessing ,that finally the truce was reached (that happens always) , after getting &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;placement&lt;/span&gt; . Since then there has hardly been any fight between " Me and myself"  ( ignoring some small arguments :D ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to so slow net-speed  i am unable to upload all the cartoons here, but some i have uploaded some on flikr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plz. check  at &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;flikr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/onceflikrbyneeraj/?saved=1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/onceflikrbyneeraj/?saved=1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days , i am loving cartoooning, but not so regular.feedback plz ,good-bad both accepted :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SdTvbLwFwYI/AAAAAAAAAZE/9F6_P8bpYNQ/s1600-h/img_2818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SdTvbLwFwYI/AAAAAAAAAZE/9F6_P8bpYNQ/s320/img_2818.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320140310121398658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;image 4 : Now search is On for "Tum" .&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Kahan ho tum..kahan ho tum&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May this search lead to "one" successful result :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-8310008928830497320?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/8310008928830497320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=8310008928830497320' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/8310008928830497320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/8310008928830497320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/04/me-vs-myself-cartoons.html' title='&quot;Me v/s myself&quot; .....cartoons'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SdTjb3_Wf0I/AAAAAAAAAY8/AR1n2ityIsU/s72-c/img_2808.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-71414637365799259</id><published>2009-03-31T22:22:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-01T00:44:09.840+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nano mania'/><title type='text'>Nano......dream come true</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SdJYk9fLQ1I/AAAAAAAAAYc/dRK0ejpRgMM/s1600-h/cam1_new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SdJYk9fLQ1I/AAAAAAAAAYc/dRK0ejpRgMM/s320/cam1_new.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319411501881836370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pic: Tata-nano (yellow was never so admired)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog entry has been delayed by quite sometime..grrr....lazy me. But i am better prepared to write this after reading so many articles by "expert-analysts" coming back from "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nano&lt;/span&gt;-test-runs" . Hey,  i am not going to write about various features contained by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;"&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" href="http://tatanano.inservices.tatamotors.com/tatamotors/index.php?option=com_frontpage&amp;amp;Itemid=168"&gt;Nano&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;.But i will talk about how  did i came to know about this "car".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So , i did hear about "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nano&lt;/span&gt;"......err  "1-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lakh&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ki&lt;/span&gt;-car" (name was not known then) by &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;TATA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Motors&lt;/span&gt; back in year 2005. To be precise August 2005. I was new in college , ,I had bought some magazines while coming from home (don't remember the name). They had this as cover story i.e How the "cheap" car can be made ?What technologies they will apply to achieve the target ? and history of other low cost cars (ford had done this long ago).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things interesting we were ( me and my 4 friends) participating in Tech- fest "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;technieek&lt;/span&gt; 2005" held in our college. There was one event called "dream- machine". I did suggest my team "1-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lakh&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ki&lt;/span&gt;-car" as our dream machine. We had many brainstorming sessions. Leading to no results .....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we did discuss many things to reduce the cost , and drawing the "prototype" was big fun. We failed to reach to any conclusion . Or failed to justify so cheap car is a possibility. Our one "subject " of discussion was "single" door car.Big laughter session followed on this. When be did imagine about operational difficulty of this thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left "the cost" factor. After all it was dream machine...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;. So we did end up making "some-designs" of  a car which can "swim" (on and inside water :D), fly (yes,  we did add this thing too) , and obviously move on four wheels.We came 3rd in this event..... (still we were so happy).Good experience it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But finally the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tata&lt;/span&gt; motors engineers have made this a possibility and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;nono&lt;/span&gt; is so cute to watch . Without any doubt a dream-machine for us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;indians&lt;/span&gt;.After mobile handset for everyone we can look for car. Hats off to the engineers who were part of this project. world is watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;india&lt;/span&gt; ,earlier we used to look at them for their creativity of making dream machines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all the best to  "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Nano&lt;/span&gt;" and welcome on our own roads (actual story will begin there...wishing  best of luck again to nano )&lt;br /&gt;I will love to have one nano , which i can call "my-nano". I am not registering for nano  now (&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;i don't have any  money to buy one....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;). But one needs more "luck" then money now to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;nano&lt;/span&gt;...after all they will select "top-1-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;lakh&lt;/span&gt; " people selected randomly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I am waiting for similar innovation in other fields in India&lt;/span&gt;. lets wait for the best....&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-71414637365799259?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/71414637365799259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=71414637365799259' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/71414637365799259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/71414637365799259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/03/nano-maniafrom-my-eyes.html' title='Nano......dream come true'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SdJYk9fLQ1I/AAAAAAAAAYc/dRK0ejpRgMM/s72-c/cam1_new.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-2329803409090161959</id><published>2009-03-30T22:43:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-31T01:50:14.786+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>She is super freaky girl....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SdEGi0C69mI/AAAAAAAAAYM/ZD6HbyT2gBU/s1600-h/1591385188_2ddf136c80.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SdEGi0C69mI/AAAAAAAAAYM/ZD6HbyT2gBU/s320/1591385188_2ddf136c80.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319039830057481826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dear Saloni Mataakali,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, our romance is over. I think i realized it when you smacked my ass under a street light and I saw you sit on the elephant in the corner. I'm sure you're  shamed enough to understand that you need a sex-change . I'm returning your love letters to me to you, but i'll keep your glass eye as a memory. You should also know that i always wanted to break your legs and  I'm scratching my butt as you read this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;best of luck on the sex change,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Neeraj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###################################################&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I am tagging ankur, akansha , shruti  ,saurabh, raja , vivek , one "invisible" follower of my blog , and anyone who loves  "permutation" and "combination" of words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;And thanks to ashrita and  appu for tagging me .So funny tag :P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Here's how you do it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;TAG 10 PEOPLE OR MORE AND THEN....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dear (person you spoke to recently,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, (1). I think I realized it (2)(3) and I saw you (4)(5). I'm sure you're (6) enough to understand (7). I'm returning your (8) to you, but I'll keep (9) as a memory. You should also know that I (10) and (11).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(12),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &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;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1) What's the color of your shirt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Blue - I'm in love with your cat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Red - Our affair is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;White - I’m joining the Convent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Black -Our romance is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Green- Our socks don't match&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Grey - You're a leprechaun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yellow - I'm selling myself for candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Pink - Your nostrils are insulting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Brown - The mafia wants you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;No shirt - Purple hedgehogs want to destroy you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Other -I dislike your eyelashes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2) Which is your birth month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;January - That night you picked your nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;February -When I quoted Forrest Gump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;March - When your dwarf bit me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;April - When I tripped on peanut butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;May - When I threw up in your sock drawer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;June - When you put cuffs on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;July – When I saw the purple monkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;August - When you smacked my ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;September - Last year when you peed your pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;October - When we skinny dipped in the bathtub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;November - When your dog humped my leg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;December - When I finally changed my underwear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3) Which food do you prefer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Tacos - When we skinny dipped in the bathtub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Chicken- In your car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Pasta - Outside of your office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hamburgers - Under the bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Salad – As you were eating Kraft Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Lasagna - In your closet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Kebab - With Jean Chrétien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Fish - In a clown suit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sandwiches - At the Elton John concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Pizza - At the mental hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hot dog - Under a street light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Annat- With George Bush and Stephen Harper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4) What's the color of your socks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yellow - Ignore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Red - Put whipped cream on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Black - Hit on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Blue - Knock out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Purple - Pour syrup on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;White - Carve your initials into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Grey - Pull the clothes off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Brown - bit of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Orange - Castrate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Pink - Pull the pants off of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Barefoot - Sit on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Other - Drive over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;5) What's the color of your pants?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Black - My boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;White - My father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Grey – l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Brown – The Montreal Canadian’s goalie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Purple - My corned beef hash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Red – My knee caps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Blue - My salt-beef bucket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yellow - My illegitimate child in Ghana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Orange - My Blink 182 cd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Pink – Your ‘My Little Pony’ collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Other --The elephant in the corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;6) What do you prefer to watch on TV?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;One Tree Hill - Senile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Heroes- Frostbitten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Lost - High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Simpsons- Cowardly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The news - Scarred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;American Idol - Masochistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Family Guy - Open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Top Model - Middle-class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Annat -shamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;7) Your mood right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Happy - How awful you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sad - How boring you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Bored - That I get turned on only by garbage men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Angry - That your smell makes me vomit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Depressed – That we’re related&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Excited - That I may pee my pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Nervous - The middle-east is planning their revenge on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Worried - That your Ford sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Apathetic - That you need a sex-change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Silly - That I'm allergic to your earlobes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Cuddly - That Santa doesn't exist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ashamed - That there is no solution to you being a dumb kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Other - That your driving sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;8) What's the color of your walls in your bedroom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;White - Your toe ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yellow - Your love letters to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Red - The pictures from Vegas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Black - Your pet rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Blue - The couch cushions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Green - Your car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Orange - Your false teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Brown - Your nose hair clippers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Grey - Our matching snoopy underwear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Purple - Your old New Kids on the Block blanket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Pink - The cut toenails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Other - Your Hannah Montana underwear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;9) The first letter of your first name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A/B - My virginity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;C/D - Your photo with the moustache drawn on it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;E/F - Your neighbors dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;G/H - The oil tank from your car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I/J - Your left ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;K/L - The results of that blood-sample&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;M/N - Your glass eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;O/P - My common sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Q/R - Your mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;S/T - Your collection of butterflies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;U/V - Your criminal record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;W/X – Your sucide note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Y/Z - Your credit cards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;10) The last letter in your last name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A/B - Love your sweet, sweet ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;C/D - Always will remember the pep talks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;E/F -Never will forget that night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;G/H – Will not tell the authorites that you stole the whale from the backyard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I/J – Mocked you behind your back constantly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;K/L - Hate your cooking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;M/N - Told in my confession today about the moose poaching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;O/P - Told my psychiatrist about the bruises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Q/R - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Your love letters to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;S/T - Get sick when I think of your feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;U/V - Will try to forget that you broke my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;W/X - Haven’t showered in a month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Y/Z – am better off without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;11) What do you prefer to drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Wine- Our friendship is ruined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Soft drink – I’m off to lead a new life as a lemon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Soda – I will haunt you when I’m reincarnated as an Eskimo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Milk - The apartment building is on fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Water – I'm scratching my butt as you read this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Cider– I have a passionate interest for mice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Juice – You ruined my attempts at another world war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mineral/Vitamin water – You should get that embarrassing rash checked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hot chocolate – Your Cucumber-fetishism is weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Whiskey - I love Oprah Winfrey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Beer – Thanks for the Cocaine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Other – you should stop picking your nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;12) To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Thailand – Warm tingly sensations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Australia - Best of luck on the sex change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;France - Love always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Spain - With tears of sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;China – You make me sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Germany – Please don’t hurt me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Japan - Go milk a cow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Greece - Your everlasting enemy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;USA - Greetings to your frog Leonard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Egypt – Kiss my butt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;England - Go drown yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-2329803409090161959?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/2329803409090161959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=2329803409090161959' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/2329803409090161959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/2329803409090161959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/03/tag-she-is-super-freaky-girl.html' title='She is super freaky girl....'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SdEGi0C69mI/AAAAAAAAAYM/ZD6HbyT2gBU/s72-c/1591385188_2ddf136c80.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-1674436378528516486</id><published>2009-03-29T09:35:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-29T16:52:20.108+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electricity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='save earth'/><title type='text'>light's off.......life on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/Sc79X54cTAI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Es0QSxJCmcM/s1600-h/fea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/Sc79X54cTAI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Es0QSxJCmcM/s320/fea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318466797087509506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;" href="http://www.earthhour.org/home/"&gt;earth hour&lt;/a&gt; has passed (for most of us it meant, keep power off in home for 1 hour ....err 8:30pm to 9:30).Or for that matter many of us must have failed to notice this hour.hehe....nothing new. I was also taken off-guard when  i did read blog entry of my "blog-friend" &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;" href="http://mishyroy.blogspot.com/"&gt;piper&lt;/a&gt; , on this.So earth hour is all about saving power saving earth by best method i.e spreading awareness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/Sc7-tfc8DBI/AAAAAAAAAYE/MBmALgrB7xA/s1600-h/energy_saving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/Sc7-tfc8DBI/AAAAAAAAAYE/MBmALgrB7xA/s320/energy_saving.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318468267461577746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For us "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;desi&lt;/span&gt;" people power off means , forced thing (everyday we celebrate many "earth hours" ). I wish situation when we will have enough power to light all the homes in India.Let alone 24hour supply , no electricity connection in large number of villages ,situation  right now we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey ..hey wait , how can we miss to celebrate "lights-off-life". Title of this blog entry has been borrowed from one news-paper article.1 year back they had similar article (better written obviously..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt; ). Even people living in "metros" must felt this thing. Power off means celebration time , socialize.In my  "college-hostel" it's time to crack social jokes (we always do that....but with darkness all around ....special ). One memorable "no-lights-night" we had in 1st year (now 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; year).No power for whole night it was , next day we had to write exam. Group study was never so funny.....so many people reading with one candle. Many such groups that day were formed......disaster management :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No power now-a-days means , no water as well , "so-beg-and-borrow" for water..hehe.Who can forget playing "&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Antakshari"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;antakshari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" when no power is there (night).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before closing , i just wish we (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Indians&lt;/span&gt;) don't have to celebrate any more "life-without lights". We will celebrate "earth-hour"  someday. No offence to people celebrating "earth-hour" now, but it doesn't mean anything to us right now. i will love to reach the time when this means something to us...when we will have 24 hour electricity supply. For the time being , let's watch "foreign-junta" celebrate this , next hour they will consume 20 times more electricity then most of us for sure.hey , but among us who are wasting power , do save it , for the sake of india in particular and world in general , plz do something folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Sorry mother earth.....we are late....but we will be there to save you&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;cheers....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-1674436378528516486?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/1674436378528516486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=1674436378528516486' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/1674436378528516486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/1674436378528516486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/03/lights-offlife-on.html' title='light&apos;s off.......life on'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/Sc79X54cTAI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Es0QSxJCmcM/s72-c/fea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-8608832715846493094</id><published>2009-03-25T16:11:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-25T17:12:53.313+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><title type='text'>address , can be funny.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/ScoWPZq5TnI/AAAAAAAAAXU/DsJUk0Umwyo/s1600-h/ButtHoleRoad-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/ScoWPZq5TnI/AAAAAAAAAXU/DsJUk0Umwyo/s320/ButtHoleRoad-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317086763908943474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;image : butt hole road , south yorkshire , England&lt;br /&gt;###################################################&lt;br /&gt;some words will be understood by people who know &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" href="http://www.hindi.co.in/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hindi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Sorry to visitors who don't know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hindi&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;plz&lt;/span&gt; do ask any confusion if meaning of words &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;gets&lt;/span&gt; lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;####################################################&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other day i was discussing with one my friends about how funny addresses can become ( specially in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;india&lt;/span&gt;). At least in US i think address are plain with "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;downtowns&lt;/span&gt;" and "avenues" making their presence felt. Agreed , "address"  in other countries must be equally "crazy" but i need to explore . My "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;desi&lt;/span&gt;" friends please help me in this regard :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i would like to start with what &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sunil_Pal"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sunil&lt;/span&gt; pal&lt;/a&gt; did sing in "&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Great_Indian_Laughter_Challenge"&gt;great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;indian&lt;/span&gt; laughter challenge&lt;/a&gt;". So funny it was...actually he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mimicking&lt;/span&gt; one village fellow reading his brother's address while singing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;on 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; road my brother living , his name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;kalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;rasia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;......opposite post-office there is telephone '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;boothwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;'.... &lt;/span&gt;"(missing later part of this song..failed to trace the video on our college LAN , hence full lyrics ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on i would to cite some funny  names of roads in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;india&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;dharamsala&lt;/span&gt; road  (almost in all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;indian&lt;/span&gt; towns )&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;amroodwali&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;gali&lt;/span&gt;  (in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;patna&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;maachali&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;wali&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;gali&lt;/span&gt; (in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;patna&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;parathewali&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;gali&lt;/span&gt;  (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;chandani&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;chowk&lt;/span&gt;, want to visit this place :) )&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;puriwali&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;gali&lt;/span&gt;   (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;varanasi&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;hartali&lt;/span&gt; more   (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;patna&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;many more...list can be really long. I think this can be material of proper research..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;india&lt;/span&gt; we have "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;gandhi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;chowk&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;gandhi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;maidan&lt;/span&gt;" in every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;indian&lt;/span&gt; town..err cities as well. And funny part comes when the addresses get into conversation....ex in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;patna&lt;/span&gt; there is "income tax &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;chauraha&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;so asking "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;autowalah&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;hey...will u go to income-tax?......so funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we write address..some things easily get into the address like..near the "temple/mosque", "transformer"  (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; happens) ,"post-office","in-front of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;particular&lt;/span&gt; persons home".....hehe...list goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before closing : everyone please do write some "strange" things about the addresses you know.&lt;br /&gt;cheers!!....by folks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-8608832715846493094?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/8608832715846493094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=8608832715846493094' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/8608832715846493094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/8608832715846493094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/03/address-in-india.html' title='address , can be funny.....'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/ScoWPZq5TnI/AAAAAAAAAXU/DsJUk0Umwyo/s72-c/ButtHoleRoad-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-8049871681050976820</id><published>2009-03-21T09:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-21T10:01:42.854+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><title type='text'>Typecasting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/ScRsztoa2II/AAAAAAAAAXM/qSoZNAAqMh8/s1600-h/OutOfTheBox2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/ScRsztoa2II/AAAAAAAAAXM/qSoZNAAqMh8/s320/OutOfTheBox2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315493095882283138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typecating,&lt;br /&gt;this word can immediately generate interest for programmers ( C , C++ , JAVA )&lt;br /&gt;I am confused when i try to relate "technical" meaning of "typecasting" with "real-life" meaning of the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technical : Converting an expression of a given type into another type is known as &lt;i&gt;type-casting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Life (actors): &lt;/i&gt; the process by which an actor is strongly identified with a specific character, role, or trait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So confusion all around.Actually we all "love" to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;type casted&lt;/span&gt;.Consider what "algorithm" we follow while "walking", "shopping","talking". How many times we use words like "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I always do this like this&lt;/span&gt;".Once &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kay_Kay_Menon"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;KK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;menon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; said , "Everyone is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;type casted&lt;/span&gt; .... why else everyone is know by particular name :) " .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember my childhood days , when i used to do some "mischief" and others complained that to my mother , her first remark used to be "my son can not do this!!!". Oh! sadly i became "good-boy", don't know for "good-or-bad".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, there are times when we do try to break "the typecast".If others can do why not me?.It's fun to be slight "out-of-box-doing-things"...after all we all should taste the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; "flavours" which life has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let's try to break the cast.....come out of "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jerry's&lt;/span&gt; hole" (from &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://www.tomandjerryonline.com/"&gt;tom-and-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jerry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)....have fun....and we all know, we have to come to our "cast" to be safe from "tom"...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before closing , i would like to quote dialogue from &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" href="http://www.prisonbreakmanhunt.com/"&gt;the Prison break&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;We are captives of our own identity living in prison of our own creation&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;Let's break that prison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by folks,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-8049871681050976820?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/8049871681050976820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=8049871681050976820' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/8049871681050976820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/8049871681050976820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/03/typecasting.html' title='Typecasting'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/ScRsztoa2II/AAAAAAAAAXM/qSoZNAAqMh8/s72-c/OutOfTheBox2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-2968406787651608587</id><published>2009-03-16T16:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-16T16:39:00.382+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><title type='text'>Status update : going public</title><content type='html'>i did come across beautiful article in "times of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;india&lt;/span&gt;"  (6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; march 2009).I was tempted to cut that piece of the news paper containing this article. Another idea also came simultaneously to present this article on my blog so that others who missed it in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TOI&lt;/span&gt; can read from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to everyone who keep their statue message as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;"available, available,available"&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;gtalk&lt;/span&gt;. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;GOING PUBLIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;richa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;jha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;TOI&lt;/span&gt;: 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; march 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My social networking inertia makes me an anomaly in the web world.And what's is worse, one lacks the necessary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;spunk&lt;/span&gt; to announce it through one's status message on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Gtalk&lt;/span&gt;! I find myself at sea, surrounded by souls who wear their lives and emotions on their sleeves, changing their virtual 'status' each time their kitten coughs or the doorbell rings.   &lt;div class="Normal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;  I have nothing more to offer by way of originality or wit than the perpetual drab 'available' while real people in the virtual world chronicle, comment upon, celebrate, debate and deliberate every smile, every toilet break and every mood swing. My alter-ego says, girl, cheer up, you at least are a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;netizen&lt;/span&gt; with couple of log-in IDs in your name; look at many around you who still think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Gtalk&lt;/span&gt; is a dirty word invented by the G-string G-spot brigade and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; is a scrapbook full of portraits. But there's little solace in that argument, you'll agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We led perfectly non-defunct lives even before we began drawing almost-voyeuristic pleasures out of people's self-advertised mental, bedroom or boardroom one-liners. So since when did the human race get this eloquent en &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;masse&lt;/span&gt;? And why this sudden urge to go public with the most personal of mood swings? I know, on any given morning, which of my 'contacts' slept late, which one woke up with a nightmare, who had what for dinner! Must one be told? To be honest, the status tags do make for some interesting eclectic reading! I read these personal opinions of people who, until a couple of years ago, i thought were just like me when there is nothing better to do.  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="Normal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;  The only opinion we freely dispensed then was whether the latest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Govinda&lt;/span&gt; flick was more crass than his previous one. Suddenly, to read from them supremely profound, at times abstruse and even comic sentiments like, "life, blanched, smoked, it passes me by", only makes me more insecure about my own linguistic, cerebral and existential prowess. A friend, who has long since taken me off his list of contacts, commented in exasperation, "Available, available, available. Don't you ever have anything interesting to say about yourself? You don't deserve to be online!" Well, he said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-2968406787651608587?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/2968406787651608587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=2968406787651608587' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/2968406787651608587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/2968406787651608587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/03/status-update-going-public.html' title='Status update : going public'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-6597353439043617446</id><published>2009-03-09T04:33:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-27T22:41:14.208+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>me and random things.....</title><content type='html'>Actually i was not tagged by anyone specifically.....still here are some frivolous things about me.&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rules for the tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose people to be tagged. Send the person who tagged you, a link to your tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.i don't know swimming , even though there is river within 100 metres from my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. number of movies watched by me in "movie theater" is less then 20. ( don't know the exact number but sure of &lt;20  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.i am big fan of lawn tennis , but got chance to play only one months back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: my favourite actor is amir khan&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt; , fav&lt;/span&gt; actresses keep on changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. i hate queues , specially if i have to get in queue to get food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.My plans hardly fail, but situation is changing these days ( some of my plans have failed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.I get envious of others' writing skill while reading some blog entries or reading some nice articles in news paper.( there are really some good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;blogger&lt;/span&gt;s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.I am exploring my sense of humour and i wish i never attain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;maxima&lt;/span&gt; in this field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.i hate myself when i hate others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.I get so serious at times even though the reason may be so small.( bad thing about me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.I wish i have big repository of "topic-to-talk" ,so that there is no lack of topics when i talk to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.I want to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; and order things without looking at the price.most of the times the situation is , I know the amount of will i have to pay even before actual bill comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.i have never been a tourist. Hope to visit some places as tourist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14."Samosa" is my favourite snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.i have donated blood once and would like to donate blood regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.never got chance to cast a "vote".want to become part of democracy soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.i have never been comfortable with my "mobile phone".I use it only when it is so important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.i love to hear songs in different languages and also love folk songs.( if i have to name i like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nepali&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Arabic&lt;/span&gt; songs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.i always try to be different and end up facing difficult situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.when i try to use patience , it becomes really difficult to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.bad shopper i am, it is really difficult to choose what i want while shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.i love out of season rain i.e when it starts raining in middle of summer season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. fashion for me in being simple .( diplomatic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;statement&lt;/span&gt; always works).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. I don't want to get bugged by "modern gadgets", but i have been bugged by my computer. Can't imagine life without computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.i always search for new hobbies , but missing new hobbies for quite sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's is all from me, i am in real hurry while typing this. Won't be using &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; for 8 days.Before closing "happy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;holi&lt;/span&gt;" to every one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-6597353439043617446?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/6597353439043617446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=6597353439043617446' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/6597353439043617446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/6597353439043617446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/03/me-and-random-things.html' title='me and random things.....'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-3917163954164429342</id><published>2009-03-06T09:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-05T19:59:22.113+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><title type='text'>"lost":   Project complete</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/Sa_enopxKpI/AAAAAAAAAWM/fKCzxcPOPNY/s1600-h/lost-logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/Sa_enopxKpI/AAAAAAAAAWM/fKCzxcPOPNY/s320/lost-logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309707258201975442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some demanding days , today was some relaxation as there was 1 day gap in my mid-semester exam schedule . So last night  i "cashed" this situation by watching remaining episodes of "LOST" series . To be more specific , i did watch 14 episodes ( within 14 ) hours (b/w 4pm and 6am).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started watching "LOST" on 28th january . So this was long project watching 95 episodes ( 4 complete seasons and 7 episodes of season 5 ). This was certainly not easy work considering 50 mins each episode and weird storytelling concept used in this series . There were moments when i really felt , "why i am watching this". Finally it feels good , i have successfully watched them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who are still confused , "lost" is story of plane crash survivors who crash on a  mysterious island . The location of the shooting , hawaii , was really great . without any doubt "the island" is the actual hero  in this series ( as aptly shown ). While watching the series , i did know why this series is called "most expensive series ever ".&lt;br /&gt;Like all other series many things i did learn from this series. All the caracters were so good ( many more episodes are to be aired ). Somethings that i did learn from some characters  are....&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lost-tv.com/cast/fox.html"&gt;Jack&lt;/a&gt;: Always be helpful to others and don't let others decide what you can not do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lost-tv.com/cast/lilly.html"&gt;Kate&lt;/a&gt; :there is always chance of getting over our past mistakes. we can't chage past but can live present in our own way (difficulties will be there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lost-tv.com/cast/holloway.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sowyer&lt;/a&gt; : being emotional doesn't mean one has to show them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lost-tv.com/cast/andrews.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayid&lt;/a&gt; : Never be so sure of anything, let there be scope of plan B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lost-tv.com/cast/deravin.html"&gt;Claire&lt;/a&gt; : Be so nice to others , it works most of the time.( her style of speaking was so good ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lost-tv.com/cast/rodriguez.html"&gt;Ana lucia&lt;/a&gt; : Being tough can lead us becoming trouble for  others ( oneself as well ), so flexibility required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog entry is getting longer, before closing , those who have not seen this, watch when you have ample time to kill and watch out the beautiful setting of this "tv-series" the mysterious island and what the mysteries are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-3917163954164429342?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/3917163954164429342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=3917163954164429342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/3917163954164429342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/3917163954164429342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost-project-complete.html' title='&quot;lost&quot;:   Project complete'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/Sa_enopxKpI/AAAAAAAAAWM/fKCzxcPOPNY/s72-c/lost-logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-1581320680822169245</id><published>2009-02-27T01:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-27T12:31:28.793+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIT Mesra'/><title type='text'>Mid-semester exam.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SaeMaTIs8bI/AAAAAAAAAVk/_wasvxblKBU/s1600-h/tmpphp4OAvUg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SaeMaTIs8bI/AAAAAAAAAVk/_wasvxblKBU/s320/tmpphp4OAvUg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307365069320679858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q33/milanenator/tmpphp4OAvUg.jpg"&gt;image&lt;/a&gt; : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;five seconds before exam ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam time...&lt;br /&gt;So for me , time to perform another exam ritual( 28th feb. ) . Mid-semester exams are here, my last in "becoming-engineer" life( 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and final &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt; this is ). One important statistic regarding theory papers exam , this will be 81st time i shall be writing theory paper mid-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt;/end-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt; exam ( no offence to so many lab. viva/performance/lab quiz exams ) .Surviving so many exams is demanding and this took 3 and 1/2 years  (long time ) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before joining (BIT) ,  i used to hear what life in engineering college is , from seniors . Now , i have  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;experienced&lt;/span&gt; all those things ( time to give juniors ,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;funda&lt;/span&gt; , how to live &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;engg&lt;/span&gt;. life ). So , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;funda&lt;/span&gt; was simple , give your best during exam days ( cram is  the keyword  ) .No need to torture oneself  2 weeks before the exam , and certainly not to bother what is being taught in the classes. It took me sometime to adjust to new setting , and selective study became "mantra". Other path was to become "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;loadu&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;maggu&lt;/span&gt; ", "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;frustu&lt;/span&gt;" , " &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;padhaku&lt;/span&gt;" ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;desi&lt;/span&gt; words for studious guys ) . I was never "cool" nor "studious" , middle path  i chose .Whatever , my next 10 days are busy days ( study days ) , i just wish the exam time passes fast . Looking forward to normal "day-to-day" life ( 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; march , mid-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt; ends ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back , last one week was eventful here in our college . There was cultural fest ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;BITOTSAV&lt;/span&gt;' 09 ) , 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; to 23rd &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;feb&lt;/span&gt; . Very entertaining days were there , i.e  heritage night , music night , dance night etc. to name a few . I enjoyed music night very much, it was good to listen to "music talents" of  our college. However, best moment came  when "&lt;a href="http://www.abandofboys.in/"&gt;Band of Boys&lt;/a&gt;" came in our college on 23rd night. Everyone enjoyed so much , all "non-dancers" ( including me ) danced &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;. I can say i never danced so much in my life , and that too besides the stage "&lt;a href="http://www.abandofboys.in/"&gt;band of boys&lt;/a&gt;" were performing will be  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;easily part of my "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;yaadein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;" from my college days&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-1581320680822169245?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/1581320680822169245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=1581320680822169245' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/1581320680822169245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/1581320680822169245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/02/mid-semester-exam.html' title='Mid-semester exam.......'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SaeMaTIs8bI/AAAAAAAAAVk/_wasvxblKBU/s72-c/tmpphp4OAvUg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-6429536646016245313</id><published>2009-02-17T18:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-18T16:28:08.722+05:30</updated><title type='text'>me and cartooning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SZvoYFnNuXI/AAAAAAAAAVE/G-c-RTzREIU/s1600-h/index_img.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SZvoYFnNuXI/AAAAAAAAAVE/G-c-RTzREIU/s320/index_img.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304088486680050034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started here in "BIT".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cartooning is one of the few good habits that i got in BIT. Before that i never knew i can sketch. I always loved cartoons but never tried to sketch them . I was big fan of "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mowg"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mowgali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; " from jungle book  , and it was some sort of ritual for me watching that  on "&lt;a href="http://ddindia.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Doordarshan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; " on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sundays&lt;/span&gt; (10 am). "Alice in wonderland" and "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Donald_Duck"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;donald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; duck's&lt;/a&gt;" equally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fascinated&lt;/span&gt; me in those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving forward the story "me and cartooning", &lt;a href="http://timesofindia.com/"&gt;Times of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;india&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has "&lt;a href="http://www.garfield.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Garfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in it's sports page section . In first year  here in bit, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mesra&lt;/span&gt; ( now i am in 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; year ) reading newspaper was like reading only sports page for me . Thankfully , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Garfield&lt;/span&gt; cartoons were there ,and i loved the character &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Garfield&lt;/span&gt; so much . Without any doubt real  funny  comic character &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Garfield&lt;/span&gt; is  , more one knows &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Garfield&lt;/span&gt; , more enjoying it becomes reading cartoons containing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Garfield&lt;/span&gt; . This "love " for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Garfield&lt;/span&gt; brought me to cartooning world ,and i thank creator of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Garfield&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jim_Davis_%28cartoonist%29"&gt;Jim Davis&lt;/a&gt; for creating such a beautiful character .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once i entered into the cartooning world i became fan of "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/R._K._Laxman"&gt;r k &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;laxman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" and his character "common man " . And next things to follow were , animation movies&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.shrek-themovie.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;shrek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;", "&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Finding_Nemo"&gt;finding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nemo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;", "&lt;a href="http://beemovie.com/"&gt;the bee movie&lt;/a&gt; ", "bugs" etc ( list is long). Now i am big fan of animation/cartoon world more then ever. These days I am doing one thing to show my affection towards cartoons , sketching the cartoons and they are displayed  on my room's walls. It's great to receive feed back from friends when they say "good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;cartoons&lt;/span&gt; ". I don't know for how far i shall be able to  continue  this hobby but for the time being i am loving this and will continue to love cartoons in near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before closing, &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;all of us should look for our hobbies .We  love many things we don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-6429536646016245313?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/6429536646016245313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=6429536646016245313' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/6429536646016245313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/6429536646016245313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/02/me-and-cartooning.html' title='me and cartooning'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SZvoYFnNuXI/AAAAAAAAAVE/G-c-RTzREIU/s72-c/index_img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-7058422466281339157</id><published>2009-02-01T22:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-02T18:57:37.188+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ETC'/><title type='text'>wikipedia......long live</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SYZ63vcBoHI/AAAAAAAAAUc/PrGfWwJGlos/s1600-h/wikipedia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SYZ63vcBoHI/AAAAAAAAAUc/PrGfWwJGlos/s320/wikipedia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298057109693374578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog entry is about my association with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/span&gt; . without any doubt &lt;a href="http://wikipedia.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is masterpiece and kudos to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jimmy_Wales"&gt;jimmy wales&lt;/a&gt; for thinking about this . For just clarification &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/span&gt; is online website , part of &lt;a href="http://www.wikimedia.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wikimedia&lt;/span&gt; foundation&lt;/a&gt; ,and this website contains free articles ranging from science , music, movies etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently , wiki was asking for donation for funding ( this is non profit organization ). Everyday  ,i used to look for how much was donated on that given day . I was surprised to see huge response from wiki fans . Six millions were donated  very soon . i wished to donate some money , which i don't have ,may be in future i shall be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;able&lt;/span&gt; to to do such sort of donations. Letter of thanks from wiki founder for support from fans was memorable . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Explanation&lt;/span&gt; of where the money will be used was spot on . One can learn from there how to take people into confidence . I give thumbs-up to wiki people to carry on their good work . It was surprising to know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/span&gt; has only 23 people who maintain the website .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to my association with wiki , i am big google user and wiki pages come usually on first page . Movie reviews articles of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/span&gt; are really good . Computer related articles are equally good , i have referred them most of the time to know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;development&lt;/span&gt; in this field . I become only happy thinking about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/span&gt; 5 years from now . This is revolution , and i wish this revolution to become culture in coming future . May , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/span&gt; be there whenever we require that for help . Long live wiki.......8 year old now ( started in jan 2001 ) ......get stronger from here on we are with you .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-7058422466281339157?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/7058422466281339157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=7058422466281339157' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/7058422466281339157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/7058422466281339157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/02/wikipedialong-live.html' title='wikipedia......long live'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SYZ63vcBoHI/AAAAAAAAAUc/PrGfWwJGlos/s72-c/wikipedia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-4505403746174854557</id><published>2009-01-27T06:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-27T16:18:55.489+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIT Mesraa'/><title type='text'>BIT Wins Chetan Devraj Cricket tournament......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SX7kTK5oeXI/AAAAAAAAAUU/SAutEm1dwFE/s1600-h/DSCN0169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SX7kTK5oeXI/AAAAAAAAAUU/SAutEm1dwFE/s320/DSCN0169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295921229829011826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi folk,&lt;br /&gt;This blog entry is about BIT winning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chetan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;devraj&lt;/span&gt; cricket tournament . while i am writing the blog entry prize distribution ceremony is going on and chief guest is heavy weight of administration and he is becoming heavyweight of cricket management so fast . I am talking about Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Amitabh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Chaudhry&lt;/span&gt; ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;IPS&lt;/span&gt;) , he is president of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;jharkhand&lt;/span&gt; cricket association as well . During the match one person updated the information about Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;chaudhry&lt;/span&gt; becoming manager of Indian cricket team for tour of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sri&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lanka&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to the tournament , everyone was saying this time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;BIT's&lt;/span&gt; team is weak one and we have less time this year. I am happy the team proved everyone wrong . Congrats to team BIT , for their hard work , which paid . To be more precise all the matches were cakewalk for team BIT . We won without facing much difficulty . Even less then 100% performance , and presence of non performers did hardly affect the outcome of result . Level of game was good at times , to be honest it was fun for most of us as we were engaged in sledging from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;boundary&lt;/span&gt; line .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fun factor during finals was was made memorable with me doing commentators job . It was big fun , though this did last only for 30 minutes (in second innings )with professors taking exception about things which we spoke in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;commentary&lt;/span&gt; . The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;commentary&lt;/span&gt; was stopped when Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Amitabh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Chudhary&lt;/span&gt; came ( to keep decency ) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before closing , i would like to disclose the score&lt;br /&gt;BIT , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;MESRA&lt;/span&gt; : 145 in 25 overs .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;NIFFT&lt;/span&gt; ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Ranchi&lt;/span&gt; ) . 110 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;allout&lt;/span&gt; in 24.5 overs .&lt;br /&gt;Finally congrats to all the team members for maintaining the tradition of winning this tournament .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-4505403746174854557?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/4505403746174854557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=4505403746174854557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/4505403746174854557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/4505403746174854557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/01/bit-wins-chetan-devraj-cricket.html' title='BIT Wins Chetan Devraj Cricket tournament......'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SX7kTK5oeXI/AAAAAAAAAUU/SAutEm1dwFE/s72-c/DSCN0169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-4619097482415141365</id><published>2009-01-16T07:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-16T07:44:00.168+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIT Mesra'/><title type='text'>My Computer ......2 years old</title><content type='html'>This blog entry is dedicated to my computer , and i am using my computer to do this blog entry . So as the title suggests , my computer is with me since last two years . To be precise , on 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Jan , i  bought this beautiful invention of mankind from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ranchi&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ranjan&lt;/span&gt; electronics ( in  daily market ) . I am happy last two years have passed successfully without any big problem for my computer ( leaving aside some minor problem with UPS ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in two years me and my computer have spent together numerous hours . Only happy moments i can remember . Challenging moments were also there  when i tried my luck with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;linux&lt;/span&gt; . Searching for solution of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;linux&lt;/span&gt; related problem , whole new world was waiting for me . I know i have utilized computer to good measure , still there was better scope . I regret , more hours i should had spent with programming . I can's imagine what my life would had been if i was living without computer for last two years .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before closing , i know this computer is with for next for next 4 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;months&lt;/span&gt; . After that my sister will be owner of this computer . I shall try to make next few months memorable as far as my friendship with  My computer is concerned . I wish my computer happy birthday!!! happy birthday to u...and this blog entry is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;your &lt;/span&gt; gift !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-4619097482415141365?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/4619097482415141365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=4619097482415141365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/4619097482415141365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/4619097482415141365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-computer-2-years-old.html' title='My Computer ......2 years old'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-8235311471666810409</id><published>2009-01-12T08:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:54:06.017+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><title type='text'>Movies...All the way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SWnyACpuA-I/AAAAAAAAAUE/jbLBM0LFgJY/s1600-h/rotator-XmasMovies_476x357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SWnyACpuA-I/AAAAAAAAAUE/jbLBM0LFgJY/s320/rotator-XmasMovies_476x357.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290025319849133026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching movies was one of my "things to do in 2009 " . I thank myself for considering this and guess what , i have already watched 11 movies after coming to BIT ( Good from my standards ) . If one asks the name , here they go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Slumdog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Millionaire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2: Rab &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;jodi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3: Schindler's list &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4: Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5: The sweetest thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6: P.S.I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7: Legally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8: What happens in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;vegas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9: Apocalypse now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10: City of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;11: Finding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Nemo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My comments about 3 of them is ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; City of god :&lt;/span&gt;this one is special one ( my favourite in 11 above ) . One of the special movies i have seen in my life . I did understood nuances of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;excellent&lt;/span&gt; direction ,editing , story telling etc . Very correctly  this movie is in all time 100 list . I recommend this movie to everyone , watch this movie before you die ( one website E! , ranked this movie 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; in movies to watch before you die ) . If one can believe , this movie is based on true &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;experiences&lt;/span&gt; of a photographer living in slums of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;rio&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;janerio&lt;/span&gt; ( Brazil ) . I would like to mention special information here , most of the actors were real life characters ( amateurs ) . The situation was so dangerous in actual " &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;city of god&lt;/span&gt; " , that most of the shooting of the movie was done in different locality .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Slumdog&lt;/span&gt; millionaire&lt;/span&gt;: everyone has written so many things in praise of the movie , thumbs up from my side as well . But i regret one thing  the use of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; ( more then 70%) just reduced the magnitude of impact the movie was capable of producing . This is one of the  reasons &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;slumdog&lt;/span&gt; will be ranked below "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;salaam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;bombay&lt;/span&gt; " by me . Everyone is saying this movie is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;academy award&lt;/span&gt; material , i accept this feeling . Finally music of the movie was mind blowing , who else can do that , a r &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;rehman&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schindler's list &lt;/span&gt;: This one is epic movie and is about the Nazi's crime against humanity during second world war . They say every thing is fair in war , i am not going to buy this theory anymore . While watching this movie i just wondered , humans can go to such an extent with theory : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Our race is better then theirs&lt;/span&gt; , shame !! . This movie is ranked 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; in all time 100 movies , worth watching in one's life time . Mostly in black and white , direction prevailed over everyone . Rightly the movie got 8 academy awards .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-8235311471666810409?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/8235311471666810409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=8235311471666810409' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/8235311471666810409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/8235311471666810409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/01/moviesall-way.html' title='Movies...All the way'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SWnyACpuA-I/AAAAAAAAAUE/jbLBM0LFgJY/s72-c/rotator-XmasMovies_476x357.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-758217026391383880</id><published>2009-01-04T21:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-04T23:55:01.220+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIT Mesra'/><title type='text'>LAN/Internet.....Two Years in BIT , MESRA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SWDrEqMXWQI/AAAAAAAAAT8/n_pd-vvwmME/s1600-h/Internet-user.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SWDrEqMXWQI/AAAAAAAAAT8/n_pd-vvwmME/s320/Internet-user.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287484427811117314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hi folks,&lt;br /&gt;New year is here and time to continue with life as a blogger .So here i am with my first blog entry this year . Today LAN /Internet facility becomes two years old in BIT, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MESRA&lt;/span&gt; . Life was never same since start of LAN/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Intrenet&lt;/span&gt;. Campus lifestyle changed completely . This blog entry tries to specify the changes and know how "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/DC%2B%2B"&gt;DC++&lt;/a&gt;" ," nick ", "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;IP&lt;/span&gt;" , "slow net speed " became as important as sleeping and eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Steve_Jobs"&gt;Steve Jobs&lt;/a&gt; once said ,  "computer is networking ", and now i can say how correct he was . yes , without network computer is nothing . Story started with workers coming to our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hostels&lt;/span&gt; with instruments to spread &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lan&lt;/span&gt; wires in our hostel ( during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;september&lt;/span&gt; 2006  if i can remember correctly ). In &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;january&lt;/span&gt; LAN was working in new year 2007 . A new era had begun silently . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Softwares&lt;/span&gt; , movies , songs , "above 18 videos" were available with click of mouse . Who can forget " &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;TSR&lt;/span&gt; " (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/DC%2B%2B"&gt;DC++&lt;/a&gt; name of our 2k3 senior ) as he was responsible for running " BIT Hub " 24/7 and sharing more than 100 GB data ( huge in those days ) . People started discussing problems on main chat ( main chat was also used for time pass &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;bakwas&lt;/span&gt; , we love this even now ) . Boyfriend-girlfriend  chat became easier . Lets' not forget " &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Counter strike &lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;DOTA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; " , &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pocket tank&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Moto&lt;/span&gt; GP&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;AoE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;FIFA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , players who made game as  their life . Some were able to come out , some are still trying to be better Gamer ( Best of luck to them !! ) . To sum up what i  can remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Tanatan&lt;/span&gt; , Waves , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Duldul&lt;/span&gt; , -..GrIm_ReApEr..- , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;gogeshwar&lt;/span&gt;  , are immortal names and they were founders of  " &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; video "  suppliers group (endangered species ) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;College events used LAN heavily for promotion purpose (only ) .notably  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ACM&lt;/span&gt; went online and  was great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; for everyone .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;user count was 414 , during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;india&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;barmuda&lt;/span&gt; match during world cup&lt;/span&gt; 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;AMTAN&lt;/span&gt; , showed live  cricket matches on LAN , congrats to them &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Internet became part of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;everyones'&lt;/span&gt;  lifestyle , and many  switched to LINUX ( another story ) , and local repository of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;linux&lt;/span&gt; was created ( good work by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;ntweat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (nickname) )&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;There are two types of users , one who use torrent or whatever to download and share , others just use those shared data . Hey!  but spirit of sharing is not less though ( great ) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many more things to add , may be next year i can remember more things as i won't be using &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;BIT's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; , which i am doing right now . Because we all know ," &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we miss somethings most if we don't have them&lt;/span&gt; ". Long live &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;BIT's&lt;/span&gt; LAN /INTERNET .&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SWDrDjZtNNI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Tdimi9QdU2M/s1600-h/lan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SWDrDjZtNNI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Tdimi9QdU2M/s320/lan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287484408808158418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-758217026391383880?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/758217026391383880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=758217026391383880' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/758217026391383880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/758217026391383880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/01/laninternettwo-years-in-bit-mesra.html' title='LAN/Internet.....Two Years in BIT , MESRA'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SWDrEqMXWQI/AAAAAAAAAT8/n_pd-vvwmME/s72-c/Internet-user.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-7842812246979075739</id><published>2008-12-16T11:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:07:55.511+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Happy New year 2009....In Advance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SUdMjYEFYYI/AAAAAAAAATs/6AdNxye5tVg/s1600-h/2009-print-preview-blog.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SUdMjYEFYYI/AAAAAAAAATs/6AdNxye5tVg/s320/2009-print-preview-blog.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280273258753909122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi folks,&lt;br /&gt;This is time to say good bye to another year, take new year resolutions , celebrations, to exchange gifts and good wishes , new year is here. Happy new year to everyone i know and to others whom i shall know in coming days , if not in years .&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am leaving for home (patna ) , and won't be using internet in comin days ( till 2nd january )&lt;/span&gt; . I wish next year will be good one for me and India as well , i wish there is no recession when i join my job ( i wish my joining date is not delayed ).  I wish India may not face another 26/11 in coming years. A bomb blast free year i want to have for my beloved country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When wish is there one has to work to achieve same . India has to remain united , let &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;regional&lt;/span&gt; issues get back seat . I shall have to work at individual level to excel in my personal level . Before closing ( I am in hurry while typing this !), &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;we should hope for the best from next year (and work for same ) and be prepared for worst&lt;/span&gt; .Again happy new year 2009 to everyone .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Rock On....ye &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;waqt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;isara&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-7842812246979075739?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/7842812246979075739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=7842812246979075739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/7842812246979075739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/7842812246979075739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year-2009in-advance.html' title='Happy New year 2009....In Advance'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SUdMjYEFYYI/AAAAAAAAATs/6AdNxye5tVg/s72-c/2009-print-preview-blog.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-3301637488586531238</id><published>2008-12-13T17:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-13T23:52:08.345+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIT Mesra'/><title type='text'>Project Presentation.....7th Sem</title><content type='html'>hi world,&lt;br /&gt;I had semester project presentation today . This had elements of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hindi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;masala&lt;/span&gt; movies , suspense , thrill , heart break , action , emotion , co-operation , anger , loss , gain , resentment and finally hope ( next semester presentation will be better one ) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Build up to the presentation day was very interesting . Everyone ( confused ) was talking about what we have to prepare for presentation ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ppt&lt;/span&gt; and project report ). I prepared both the document with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of help from net . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Anks ( my project  partner ) &lt;/span&gt; did the editing part ( he did well this time !! ) . But &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://office.microsoft.com/en-us/default.aspx"&gt;Microsoft word&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" href="http://www.openoffice.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;OpenOffice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; are still not compatible with each other ( Same  will be story in future i.e people using &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;OpenOffice&lt;/span&gt; will face difficulty getting printout of their document as printout shops will always use &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;microsoft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  word&lt;/span&gt; ( &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God knows why ? ,if there is any god&lt;/span&gt; )  ) . I  exhausted ( failed to keep my otherwise composed approach ) while editing as Microsoft word did provide ample problems to do so .That is why project report lacked things as simple as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;highlighting&lt;/span&gt; . Still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;anks&lt;/span&gt; did good work reading the document again and again for error .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to talk some points about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;masala&lt;/span&gt; mentioned in first paragraph .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suspense&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Many groups didn't prepared Project report , most made same on the  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;spot . But first group had to face rebuke of teachers . This was  heart break for some students as they had to cancel their " home going " tickets .  Their  presentation has been postponed .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anger&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Some students were angry about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;no &lt;/span&gt; information about the project report preparation ( &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no information&lt;/span&gt; system of our college ) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thrill&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was associated with this . R was asked to bring notice from hostel notice board when he reported late for presentation claiming same was written in notice . One of the teachers did provide his bike for this to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ravi&lt;/span&gt; . I was at " &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;LITTI&lt;/span&gt; POINT " of BIT . I received call from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;VR&lt;/span&gt; and was requested to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;retrive&lt;/span&gt; power chord  he had forgot in LAB 3 . Yes R was returning from hostel with notice at high speed . I waved to him to get lift , which he did give . Moving on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;insti&lt;/span&gt; road at relatively high speed ( and listening R's misadventure ) did provide thrill and action  part to me .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This presentation did gave us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;experiance&lt;/span&gt; of what is called semester project presentation . One thing is very clear , no matter how well you prepare , one can not rule out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;probablity&lt;/span&gt; of unanswerable question from teachers in front of you . Hope is always there as they say " after all ,  tomorrow is another day " .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Co-operation&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;How can one forget co-operation part . Our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ppt&lt;/span&gt;. and report was referred by many groups as reference for format of the report .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last presentation is over for me , some groups will have their presentation in coming days . I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;masala&lt;/span&gt; movie ( presentation ) will bring out other versions of same story in coming days . &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Finally , as they say&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;, " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;tomorrow is another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; ", &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;but one can only wait for tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-3301637488586531238?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/3301637488586531238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=3301637488586531238' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/3301637488586531238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/3301637488586531238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2008/12/project-presentation7th-sem.html' title='Project Presentation.....7th Sem'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-6419251642660152819</id><published>2008-12-12T02:46:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T11:03:50.843+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Editor Anks......Aka Landlord</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SUGJoFZC8kI/AAAAAAAAATk/jU7Kk7pCtOU/s1600-h/Newspaper_Editor_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 142px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SUGJoFZC8kI/AAAAAAAAATk/jU7Kk7pCtOU/s320/Newspaper_Editor_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278651559989932610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi friends,&lt;br /&gt;I declare officially ,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;anks&lt;/span&gt; as "Editor " of my blog considering his "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt; extraordinary&lt;/span&gt; literary skills " . He will be responsible for all the error corrections ( spelling and ambiguity issues to be done by me ) .  He has claimed to sell my blog some day and earn millions ( may his non-sensical  dream comes true ). I hope he will not edit this blog entry ( oh! this is edited version ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog entry , I think , will be the beginning of a beautiful friendship.&lt;br /&gt;bye  folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-6419251642660152819?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/6419251642660152819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=6419251642660152819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/6419251642660152819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/6419251642660152819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2008/12/editor-ankuraka-landlord.html' title='Editor Anks......Aka Landlord'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SUGJoFZC8kI/AAAAAAAAATk/jU7Kk7pCtOU/s72-c/Newspaper_Editor_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-2151633184255689912</id><published>2008-12-12T01:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T11:09:49.406+05:30</updated><title type='text'>UPSC.....IAS on my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SUF_5vO375I/AAAAAAAAATc/RpFuQEJ7fbs/s1600-h/2508241466_2bdd87ff64.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SUF_5vO375I/AAAAAAAAATc/RpFuQEJ7fbs/s320/2508241466_2bdd87ff64.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278640868163055506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi folks,&lt;br /&gt;The day  for which i have been waiting has finally arrived , &lt;a href="http://www.upsc.gov.in/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;UPSC&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;civil services exam notifications ( on 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; December ) are out .I have obtained the form as well ( thanks to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ankur's&lt;/span&gt; effort ). It is a dream come true with  me filling form for Indian administrative services.My father is in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bihar&lt;/span&gt; police ( Assistant sub inspector , in Patna ) , so i have seen closely what status an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;IAS&lt;/span&gt; officer enjoys among general public . This is opportunity to give tribute to my History and geography skills , which i had once . But in life we do many things which are not close to our heart . Real satisfaction comes in doing which can be called close to heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling some sort of void after placement in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;CSC&lt;/span&gt;. There was  no immediate  motivation to study something. With &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;UPSC&lt;/span&gt; in mind , next 5 months are going to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; and i shall be able to know whether i am still good at history and geography ( My optional subjects for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;UPSC&lt;/span&gt; ). I give best of luck ( i don't believe in luck though )  to myself for something extraordinary that may be possible in next 1 year .&lt;br /&gt;Bye folks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;neeraj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-2151633184255689912?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/2151633184255689912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=2151633184255689912' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/2151633184255689912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/2151633184255689912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2008/12/upscias-on-my-mind.html' title='UPSC.....IAS on my mind'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SUF_5vO375I/AAAAAAAAATc/RpFuQEJ7fbs/s72-c/2508241466_2bdd87ff64.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-1380620933893198977</id><published>2008-12-09T18:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:40:16.821+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Common Man ......No Longer Common</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/ST50C9YazxI/AAAAAAAAATU/Mr1WT9vd_eA/s1600-h/common+man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/ST50C9YazxI/AAAAAAAAATU/Mr1WT9vd_eA/s320/common+man.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277783407510343442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi folks,&lt;br /&gt;Common man is not at all common specially if the government follows the definition "of the people , for the people , by the people ".&lt;br /&gt;last 10 days have been really happening for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;india&lt;/span&gt; in general and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mumbai&lt;/span&gt; in particular .But ,we have seen some silver lining in this painful dark cloud ( 26/11 attack ) . Common mass stood against the politicians with "ENOUGH IS ENOUGH " statement . I wish this strong feeling is noticed throughout the country . Almost all of us take exception about "it happens only in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;india&lt;/span&gt; " scenario in day to day activities . Hey , it's time to act , work something for nation building . Youth should give at least 3 to 4 years for nation building ( friends squeeze some time from what we give to multinationals working as  consultants ( stupid job ) ). &lt;a href="http://youthcurry.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mrs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rashmi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bansal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pointed very aptly &lt;span&gt; ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;real change will come only when 10% of the youth who today toil to crack a CAT or GMAT or dream of success in conventional terms change their outlook and devote themselves to the hard task of nation-building&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should try to act where ever there is scope . We should say no to " &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;chalta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt; attitude " or " &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;kuch&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nahi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;honewala&lt;/span&gt; " attitude . I would like to remember a dialogue of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hindi&lt;/span&gt; movie , " &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;naa&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt; hi , try &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;karne&lt;/span&gt; me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;kya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;harz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;". Finally R.K &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;laxman's&lt;/span&gt; The common  man is no longer   common , same is required from common men/women of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;india&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;bye World,&lt;br /&gt;neeraj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-1380620933893198977?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/1380620933893198977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=1380620933893198977' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/1380620933893198977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/1380620933893198977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2008/12/common-man-no-longer-common.html' title='Common Man ......No Longer Common'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/ST50C9YazxI/AAAAAAAAATU/Mr1WT9vd_eA/s72-c/common+man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-7725038150957969621</id><published>2008-12-03T19:13:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:11:10.634+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><title type='text'>Rubiks Cube.....1 year with me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/STbEoG2uTBI/AAAAAAAAATM/wGB4tartlWE/s1600-h/MCU01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/STbEoG2uTBI/AAAAAAAAATM/wGB4tartlWE/s320/MCU01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275620206825065490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi folks ,&lt;br /&gt;my association with &lt;a href="http://www.puzzleof15.com/erno_rubik.htm"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rubiks&lt;/span&gt; cube&lt;/a&gt; is going to be 1 years ( on 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;december&lt;/span&gt; 2008 ) . On this date i first took notice of color cube ( which i thought was for kids to play with ) in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ammar's&lt;/span&gt; room . I didn't know it was called &lt;a href="http://rubiks.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;rubik's&lt;/span&gt; cube&lt;/a&gt; ( Obviously on name of it's founder  Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;erno&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;rubik &lt;/span&gt;) . next 10 days were very interesting with i kept on thinking about the method to solve the cube . Using &lt;a href="http://google.com/"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt; was not same after those days . I devoted many hours searching for any algorithm . I found many , but failed to implement any one . I finally gave up and went home on 17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;december&lt;/span&gt; . My hard word finally paid in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;january&lt;/span&gt; when i was able to solve the cube ( around 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;january&lt;/span&gt; i think ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is interesting thing to add here . I started working on programmed solution of the cube ( till now i am unable to do that ) But i was rewarded for this also . I did mention this in my Resume for Google internship . I think on basis of this only my name appeared in list of students whose names were recommended  from our college to google .  I didn't get dream opportunity to give telephonic interview , but still this was special thing  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i am associated with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Rubiks&lt;/span&gt; cube for one years , i would like to celebrate this with thanks to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Erno&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Rubiks&lt;/span&gt; who created this cube .  I know working with one's hobbies does gives satisfaction .  So everyone should look for what their hobbies are and go for it . One can learn beautiful things .&lt;br /&gt;bye for now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Neeraj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-7725038150957969621?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/7725038150957969621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=7725038150957969621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/7725038150957969621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/7725038150957969621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2008/12/rubiks-cube.html' title='Rubiks Cube.....1 year with me'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/STbEoG2uTBI/AAAAAAAAATM/wGB4tartlWE/s72-c/MCU01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-6839996260197103222</id><published>2008-11-30T21:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-30T22:17:06.068+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ETC'/><title type='text'>Mumbai meri Jaan....</title><content type='html'>I will not say any hallo or bye in this blog as we have been attacked by the terrorists. Humans have evolved from days of barbaric activities but even god will be ashamed of his/her creation ( if there is any god !! )  after watching what his/her  so called " most intelligent "  creation has done . yes ,  i am  talking about the recent terrorist attack in mumbai , info about ( rather "expert" info about same, readers can get from anywhere ) , ranging from 24/7 news channels ( i wish they should not have news to broadcast 24/7 )  , internet , newspaper  , your human network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we had exam on 27th of november , to be precise wireless communication and networks paper . Also BCCI  team ( i don't call them team india anymore ) , was playing with english players game of cricket (ODI)on 26th night in cuttack . I followed the game mostly on cricinfo unaware of what is happening in Mumbai . I slept at 2:30 am that day , most of the time i was mugging up some equations , block diagrams etc . Around 12:45 Pm next day  vivek  broke the news about the attack , i felt sad  about the same . I went for the exam with sad mind , it was difficult to concentrate during the exam , but paper was as usual , may be 5% better i might had given . I returned and went straight to my computer to access net , where crime against humanity information was present everywere. I went through NDTV , AAJ TAK , bbc , reuters , cnn , DDNEWS websites . Likes of &lt;a href="http://search.twitter.com/"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://flikr.com/"&gt;flikr&lt;/a&gt; ( saw power of both ) . Human journalism was at best at twitter , people from all over world giving and taking information while HELL was active there at Trident and Taj hotels ( not to forget nariman point ) . I saw many helpline blogs and it was good to know majority of humans are still united ( though i saw a few  hatred spreading websites also ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i am writing this ( i was unable to gather courage to write about the the attack while it was still on ) , the attack is over ( at least officially!!) . Who knows where wicked minded people are planning for next one . But the message is clear , in spite of many attacks we are still ignorant how to handle this . Who can justify those policemen carrying trivial pistols to fight AK series guns .Government officials please upgrade the ammunitions of our securitymen . How can a person who is unsafe can guard others . Individuals heroics can not lead us too far ( well said by &lt;a href="http://shobhaade.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shobha dey&lt;/a&gt; ) , we have to act as well managed system to foil any further attack on us .Poiliticians made the situation worst by going for mud slinging in public over each other .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to salute sons of soil who laid their lives for the country .Because of them only many lives were saved and a message went to terrororists that we can fight them . In one of the blogs i was going through , one person asked what a common person should do in these circumstances ? My answer is ,  do not do what was the motive of terrorists was . We should not be scared ( though difficult to do ) , we should not hate persons only because their religion is same as that of the terrorists . Let's spread spread love  in society .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally i would like to mention some some statements that i found in last few days which say something about what the situation was and leave they leave some important meaasge .&lt;br /&gt;1: "I have watched a city of a million dreams held hostage by 20 or so men who have purged from their souls every trace of humanity - let’s not confer on them the dignity of a religion - and I have felt the blood drain out of me. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: I have felt a sense of paralysis and rage. My family and I are safe at home, none of my friends were in the hotels or at the other attack sites; but I am numb, not with fear or personal loss, but something far deeper: a sense of overpowering bleakness . ( sambit bal )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: Mumbai, please stop getting on with life. Cry! Become angry! Riot! Do something to let those in power know that they can’t go off to sleep and let another terrorist attack happen, knowing well that the Mumbaikar’s resilience and spirit will ensure that they don’t get blamed in the end . ( shobha de )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:  The one who does wrong is a sinner.... but the one who puts up with the wrong is an even bigger sinner..... (  : Bhagwad Gita )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before closing , great  persons are those who  accept imperfect persons and  their weaknesses as a part of their  society.Our responsibilty is to bring misguided one's back to main stream  . Then only god ( if there is one ) will be proud of his/her creation .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-6839996260197103222?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/6839996260197103222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=6839996260197103222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/6839996260197103222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/6839996260197103222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2008/11/mumbai-meri-jaan.html' title='Mumbai meri Jaan....'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-5904158621658901981</id><published>2008-11-21T10:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-21T11:37:09.028+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><title type='text'>Of Course I love You.......</title><content type='html'>TILL I FIND SOMEONE BETTER........&lt;br /&gt;Hello friends , Yesterday i read this novel ( "Of course I love you...Till i find someone better  ")  by Durjoy Dutta and Manvi Ahuja .Prep leave started yesterday i felt void ( what should i do to before going for end semester preparation .)  I found the book in Satyanarayan's room around 7pm on 19th nov . Ok , a date  with the book was fixed . So, i started around 00.45 am 20th november , and i was able to finish the book by 23.30 pm same day .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was refreashing novel , with some chetan bhagat flavour . Last 100 pages were good and i did appreciate the storyline the writer had to say . Many things from college days were there ( writer is DCEite , 2008 passout )  so it was fun going through the pages that talked about p*rn , movies , s*x , alcohol , and girlfriends ( around these things , days of a normal engineering student revolves ) .No points for guessing only a few are able to get girlfriend .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some practical points came ....for example&lt;br /&gt;" I was tired of heart wrenching stories of success around me ." This told about peer pressure one has to go through . One has to work to remain at par with one's friends . One more line was also regarding this  . " I prayed for her to do well . I knew she would get it and felt little sad about it ." Yes  ,  in real life also we pray for our friends success and knowing that if they succeed they will not be in same league as us , we become sad and sometimes envious ( "I hate to be envious" ..but ...).&lt;br /&gt;Two-three points i would like to talk about before closing ( that i did like )&lt;br /&gt;1: Subjects fail to make their presence felt even during examination ( during last semester of engineering ) and one spends time thinking about what to do in next few months ( best days of life ) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: Plastic surgeons still can't rival god ( nature can be better word , as i am non-believer )  ( yes !!!  sometimes we come across some faces  which justify this statement ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: richer the girls get sexier they are . ( a debatable topic .....can be topic of our group discussion )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However , everything is not good about the book .I don't think use of so much of dirty words ( i don't call  them dirty anymore ) ( f**k , D**k etc ..) was required to make the novel look youthful . A better editing is required , some pages are really unnecessary . May be those pages can be removed . Still , best complements to young writers ( Durjoy and Manvi ) . I would like to thank Chetan bhagat , who has inspired so many to write and so many to read as well ( i  am one of them ).&lt;br /&gt;My next blog entry will be GONE WITH THE WIND!!!&lt;br /&gt;BY folks&lt;br /&gt;neeraj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-5904158621658901981?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/5904158621658901981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=5904158621658901981' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/5904158621658901981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/5904158621658901981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2008/11/of-course-i-love-you.html' title='Of Course I love You.......'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-4186717371435698785</id><published>2008-11-18T23:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-19T00:32:44.796+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIT Mesra'/><title type='text'>Lab performance...</title><content type='html'>hi folks ,&lt;br /&gt;So again end semester examination is here ( 2nd last in my engineering career ) .&lt;br /&gt;But alas! one has to face lab performances , viva , quiz ( mental torture  and wastage of time in simple sense ).This process as they say , is for  evaluating one's performance throughout the semester in particular lab. class . While the idea seems good but in BIT , this thing is far from good experience . specially in our department this will remain a mystery  ( for ever )how they evaluate a student . But i would like to complement the teachers for asking good ( unknown ) questions during viva . A teacher with no / partial knowledge makes mockery of  students ability ( i think most of them are better then the teachers ) . They try to look for question that a student can not answer . The world has really changed ( "guru- shisya " relationship has become bad ) . If you know the answer then they don't have time in this world to listen , if you don't know the answer , aha! it's time to face ugly face of the person in front of you ( teacher !!  i disagree ) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However everything is not bad about sessional papers ( as these lab classes are called ) . These lab. classes and exam related with same, brings social person out of you . You have to rely on others to write lab. file . And to get the program executed during the performance test one has to depend on others ( i relied heavily this time ). Tomorrow there is last lab performance ( wireless communication lab . ) ,another chapter will be closed and end sem exam perparation period is officially open ( i hope i start perparing from same day  ).&lt;br /&gt;More things will be added in this blog in next few days as some demanding times are ahead.&lt;br /&gt;bye folks,&lt;br /&gt;neeraj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-4186717371435698785?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/4186717371435698785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=4186717371435698785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/4186717371435698785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/4186717371435698785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2008/11/lab-performance.html' title='Lab performance...'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-2790603987544283727</id><published>2008-11-14T00:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-14T11:31:08.182+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIT Mesra'/><title type='text'>Neha agrawal ( olympian )  in BIT</title><content type='html'>Hey i have something to add to my blog . Neha agrawal was in BIT MESRA for inter university level TT ( All india ) competition . For the readers who are still confused , neha agrawal is TT player  and represented INDIA at Beijing olympics . So it was good opportunity to watch some good table tennis . I cashed on this opportunity by getting neha's autograph ( this was first time i took someone's autograph ). I had seen only on TV people giving and taking autographs . Obviously i was nervous before asking for the autograph ( will she  or won't she? ) . Getting courage to walk up to a national level player and asking for autograph will be one of the sweetest memories from my stay at BIT mesra .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,i invested sometime watching the tournament . Thanks to BIT's no information system i had no information that  this tournament is being organised in our college and neha agrawal ( big player at this level ) will be here . I would like to thank Rajeev(u'll never know about him) for giving information about this ( he did give info about neha as well and we all knew how gorgeous she is by watching olympics and youth commonwealth games ) .&lt;br /&gt;So a small project ( watching neha play and getting  'the'   autograph ) was open .&lt;br /&gt;On 11th Nov. i , ankur , and debjit went on our mission .NO ! no neha agrawal there . we stayed there watching some matches for about 1 hour . Project remained incomplete . Next day evening !!! there was graphics viva . i retuned around 5:30 pm from institute .after having snacks in mess i went to watch the tournament  . Project day 2 , yes!! neha was there and playing her match . Some tamilnadu girl was giving her good fight . No big deal however , she was able to defeat her  . After the match she was relaxing in corner seat. Good time to get autograph ( i have seen this in many tennis matches ) . i moved on and asked her for the same .mission complete !! autograph was taken on "the times of india" page containing neha agrawals photo . many girls ( they were participants )  asked for the newspaper (cutting)( now with the autograph ) to read what is written about neha ( it was an article published in Times on 8th Nov. ) . Finally  , neha had to play her next match . She lost !!! but not before showing so much frustration during the match . Still  this will remain one of the memories to remember in my life . I know i shall be taking a lot of autographs in my life , and this will be first chapter in that story .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some good things about neha agrawal , she was extremely polite while giving the autograph , she was so supportive towards her teammates , she has sweet voice as well and she is beautiful(and pretty and fair and gorgeous)(i can go on forever)  . What more , i think she has a bright future if she can control her emotions during match , this was the reason which led to her loss here (i think so ) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would like to add something , me taking autograph became a news in 2k5 batch . everyone is asking about this ( actually everyone got floored by neha's beauty , she is more beautiful then required , she can be brand ambassador of any company like sania mirza if she is able to continue her good hard work , i wish her success ) .&lt;br /&gt;. I think big player tag was playing in her mind as she tried to dominate and in the process made ample number of unforced errors to lose the match . While returning i had good feeling  as well as sad feelings ( i got autograph , but she lost the match after giving the autograph ) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before saying bye , final words  . Bengal won among boys and tamilnadu won in girls section of the tournament . Today the tournament has ended ( 13th nov) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye folks ,&lt;br /&gt;neeraj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-2790603987544283727?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/2790603987544283727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=2790603987544283727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/2790603987544283727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/2790603987544283727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2008/11/neha-agrrawal-olampian-in-bit.html' title='Neha agrawal ( olympian )  in BIT'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-7496498837804044058</id><published>2008-11-09T23:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:29:03.808+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIT Mesra'/><title type='text'>Microsoft Written test ...</title><content type='html'>Today microsoft have arrived in our college for placements . While i m writing this blog entry  , results of written test are awaited . written test timing was 75 min . 4 questions each of 10 marks . Two questions are worth mention , such questions were missing till now in the placement process ( in the mean time i knew how stupid the placement procedure of almost all the companies ) .&lt;br /&gt;First one :&lt;br /&gt;It was about password management system  (PMS) . 3 function prototype namely create password , changepassword , varify password  . the question asked to generate different test cases scenario for the PMS .&lt;br /&gt;It was really altogether different experiance writing the answer of this question . After long time i knew i was thinking ( otherwise most of the time i recalled things ) .&lt;br /&gt;Second one :&lt;br /&gt;aha !!  security system of the home  . one had to mention the various components which can be there in the system  , and explain usability of the same . while answering the question i had " prison break " in mind .&lt;br /&gt;Another refreshing experiance with another different sort of question . Yes ! microsoft placement is different from others ( no doubt better ) .&lt;br /&gt;Other two questions were trivial  : one on hashing ( i messed up this completely )&lt;br /&gt;                                                        other on linked list ( not so tough , had recursion ) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if i am unable to get to next stage , this written test will be one of the   sweet memories in the placement procedure i went through here in BIT mesra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next blog entry&lt;br /&gt;bye friends.&lt;br /&gt;neeraj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-7496498837804044058?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/7496498837804044058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=7496498837804044058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/7496498837804044058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/7496498837804044058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2008/11/microsoft-written-test.html' title='Microsoft Written test ...'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-8419443573705792126</id><published>2008-11-09T13:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-09T14:16:50.293+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Fashion ka  Jalwa</title><content type='html'>Recently ( 1st nov. )i watched this movie "fashion ", obviously on my comp . I don't get motivation to go to movie hall to watch movie , this has been the case for quite sometime now .  I was exhausted after returning from home after diwali vacation , so it was a good time paas watching fashion .  The preview of the movie itself had told many things  , they had showed priyanka chopra weeping ( not a good scene obviously !!) , why should a beauty like her weep in this world . watching the movie was investment of almost 3 hours ( 11pm-2am  slot ) . All in all the movie was good one like all madhur bhandarkar movies .  Most  of the movie was inspired from incidents happening in fashion world .  "gay" characters were in abundance  , i just wonder is this also the truth about fashion world . All the characters did justice to their role  , " with alot of smoking and drinking " . kangana in real life looks like the the role she was playing , " a drug addict " . Other things , so mush of fashion parade , at times  , it was boring watching models dressed in stupid dresses walking  the ramp , here fashion tv is better choice if one has to watch fashion parade . Finally i would like to complaement priyanka for her best acting till now ( i think so ) .  Other movies are also in line to be viewed . I was unable to complete golmaal returns , i could handle this for only 30mins .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye friends till next blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;neeraj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-8419443573705792126?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/8419443573705792126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=8419443573705792126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/8419443573705792126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/8419443573705792126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2008/11/fashion-ka-jalwa.html' title='Fashion ka  Jalwa'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177906487545186209.post-2497074480456494761</id><published>2008-10-25T19:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-14T11:34:18.452+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introduction'/><title type='text'>first blog</title><content type='html'>this is my first blog. The best way to start is to go for the introduction. I am neeraj , from gaya , bihar . I am currently doing my BE in IT from bit mesra , ranchi . This blog will revolve around my day to day experiences ( which i think is part of blogging) .  I am an interesting person ( pun intended ) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to an amazing blogging experience .&lt;br /&gt;neeraj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177906487545186209-2497074480456494761?l=onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/2497074480456494761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5177906487545186209&amp;postID=2497074480456494761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/2497074480456494761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177906487545186209/posts/default/2497074480456494761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onceblogbyneeraj.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-blog.html' title='first blog'/><author><name>neeraj_only</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16411312136744537313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9Nwl6Wjsy_o/SgxGZn_khWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MHLWFp8TM34/S220/daylight-savings-time-clock.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
