<?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-4430101286655009434</id><updated>2012-01-15T02:16:00.964-08:00</updated><category term='literature'/><category term='think'/><category term='you'/><category term='gulzar'/><category term='SRK'/><category term='Life'/><category term='me'/><category term='memories'/><category term='papa'/><category term='maths'/><category term='familym memories'/><category term='hindi'/><category term='TCS'/><category term='Relation'/><category term='Cricket'/><category term='god'/><category term='wish'/><category term='chetan bhagat'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='philosophy'/><category term='love'/><category term='Job'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>You, me and the world...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-5920838667268300910</id><published>2012-01-14T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T08:49:55.252-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='papa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='familym memories'/><title type='text'>हमने उदासियों में गुज़ारी है ज़िन्दगी...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 28px;"&gt;आज बहुत याद आ रही है पापा आपकी...ये याद भी रोज़-रोज़ परेशान करती है, लेकिन आज तो पता नहीं इसने हद ही कर रखी है | पहले तो रोने पे भी सौ पहरे थे, लेकिन अब? ये याद सब जानती है, तभी तो और ज्यादा मचलती जाती है| आप होते फिर बताता इसे, लेकिन अब|&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 28px;"&gt;मैंने अपनी भरी आँखें रख दीं हैं आकाश में..अबके बारिशों&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 28px;"&gt;का पानी शायद नमकीन हो जाए..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 28px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 28px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;कितना कुछ सिखाया आप ने, बल्कि सब कुछ आपकी और मम्मी की ही नेमत है... लेकिन अभी तो बहुत कुछ सीखना बाकी था| ख़ासकर दुनियादारी| आपने ही तो पेन चलाना सिखाया था, जिसकी वजह से आज लिख पा रहा हूँ, और आज आपकी ही कलम खामोश है| आपने ही बताया कि दूसरो कि मदद करो बिना किसी उम्मीद के| कभी हार मत मानो, यह कहते कहते खुद कैसे हार मान गए? अभी तो बहुत कुछ बाकी था|&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 28px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kh8txOG0YF4/TxGtcs8aA-I/AAAAAAAAALc/BJama1X7dHA/s1600/father_reaching_out.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kh8txOG0YF4/TxGtcs8aA-I/AAAAAAAAALc/BJama1X7dHA/s320/father_reaching_out.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 28px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 28px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 28px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;बहुत कुछ पूछना अब भी बाकी था जैसे आपका बार बार ये गाना कि "&lt;span style="line-height: 1.8;"&gt;हमने उदासियों में गुज़ारी है ज़िन्दगी...|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.8;"&gt;" कभी मौका ही नहीं मिला पूछने का| कभी दिमाग में आता तो सोचता कि बताने से मना कर दोगे| और अब...अब सोचता हूँ कि पूछ लेता| बहुत सी बातें करनी थी, बोल भी तो नहीं पाया था आखिर में मैं|&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 28px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 1.8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 28px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 1.8;"&gt;हाँ,&amp;nbsp;कभी वक़्त मिले पापा तो सपने में ज़रूर आना, बहुत कुछ बोलना-सुनना है आपसे...| &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430101286655009434-5920838667268300910?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/5920838667268300910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/5920838667268300910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/5920838667268300910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title='हमने उदासियों में गुज़ारी है ज़िन्दगी...'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kh8txOG0YF4/TxGtcs8aA-I/AAAAAAAAALc/BJama1X7dHA/s72-c/father_reaching_out.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-531914603443826269</id><published>2011-10-29T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T01:35:57.532-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SRK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='think'/><title type='text'>An Open letter to King Khan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear SRK,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don't worry! I ain't going to write anything panic for you. A lot of people(especially youth) are criticizing you for Ra.One. I didn't watch it yet, but I appreciate your efforts as always. Everyone has it's own dream &amp;amp; you're lucky enough to attain it. For me you're a role-model whether it may be your presence-of-mind, stage appearance, your hard-work, sports, belief in GOD or anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;People say bad things about you, prompt you as selfish actor. Actually they're not jealous of you. They're jealous of your triumph, your journey, your glory that you achieved. When they like Delhi Belly or Dabaang &amp;amp; criticize Ra.One(SRK) it doesn't mean that you made a scrap, it means they are frustrated with their own life. You put an example in front of them for being a super-star after facing a lot of struggle. You were a common man like them, an ordinary college student. You got what you wanted, you got your love, you got your passion, girls are mad for you. Everything you dreamt...But you make them realize that they're still away from their dreams. That's the reason behind their lack of interest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They'll start to talk about your movie &amp;amp; suddenly you will be pointed out. They don't hate Salmaan or Aamir as they don't know about their own struggle. Both were familier to industry already. It's you whose story people know from top to bottom. They know that it was you who used glue in his hairs due to insufficient money to purchase hair-gel. They know that it was you who fought for his love &amp;amp; got it. They can see their own lives in you but only word missing- &lt;strong&gt;'success'&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But still, some people love you. They are mad for you. Please keep making movies for them &amp;amp; ofcourse yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You're doing pretty well with Chammak-Challo &amp;amp; I hope you'll break all the records, here's the glimpse-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/zJrAIsul47w/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zJrAIsul47w&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zJrAIsul47w&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;P.S. I'm writting as I'm his huge fan, just because I don't like jokes about him &amp;amp; here's the answer for all of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430101286655009434-531914603443826269?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/531914603443826269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2011/10/open-letter-to-king-khan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/531914603443826269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/531914603443826269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2011/10/open-letter-to-king-khan.html' title='An Open letter to King Khan!'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-6707779050633881254</id><published>2011-07-29T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T06:17:45.846-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>It's Birthday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Another year goes by, and I'm of 22 now.(... Happy Birthday to me. !!! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days back my friend said that why I'm away from blog. Then I realized that since last 7 months, I didn't write any post. Am I really busy or just pretending ?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Initially that was fun, but it's no more fun. For a clarify it rained few days back here. I could see those kids playing &amp;amp; enjoying the rain, but I (who was moving for office)...could only see them, &amp;amp; now when I had all the time to think, it made me realize that how we miss being ourselves, how we can never dare to NOT bother for the world and be happy and how responsibilities takes over and we miss out on all the life! Henceforth, I’ve decided to take out more time for myself and all the silly things I have missed doing over the past few months, since the time I started working. I faced some new things, some new places, new people &amp;amp; new experiences... all that I've right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well coming to B'Day point, my weird thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At very first, It's a great relief to realise I still have friends who remember. It was a pleasant surprise (may be facebook/orkut birthday reminder worked for them!!). Nice, to the extent of being funny, was when my buddies started wishing me a week in advance and amidst wild guesses of when my birthday actually was, I had one full week of wishes! (Sometimes it's better when people forget. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to wait for birthdays before you buy anything for yourself &amp;amp; I'm doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's my mother, who comes to wish, and the second thing I think she'll say is "You're of marriagable age now!". Supposedly my kundli says I'll get married in early age may be between 22 and 25, so that's the new ploy to get my plans out about getting chained...sorry married. ;) For the fact's sake she knows and understands all my plans...its just the happiness she derives out of tryin to make me blush.:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love and respect my father... the way he cutely smiled say the magic words Happy birthday "Beta"....touched my soul and energised me to face the tougher years of life !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother, he is in himself a gift for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be a drive around the city with dearones after watching Singham again (joking) and blessing myself with loud music, remembring what and how life had treated for the last 244 months of my life...was how the day was planned to end as...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I love my this day ... what more can one ask for... ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all no introspection, no revelations, just plain simple life...and a worth remembering birthday # 22 !!! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;P.S.- First birthday in TATA family and sharing this with Late J.R.D. Tata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430101286655009434-6707779050633881254?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/6707779050633881254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/6707779050633881254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/6707779050633881254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-birthday.html' title='It&apos;s Birthday...'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-1382623425698509044</id><published>2010-12-20T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T21:02:48.269-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TCS'/><title type='text'>Amen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;}&lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/m:defjc&gt;&lt;/m:rmargin&gt;&lt;/m:lmargin&gt;&lt;/m:dispdef&gt;&lt;/m:smallfrac&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What's more...after 4 months of ‘practically-nothing,’ 3 months of uncorrupted life, that is what I am waiting for... 3 months after a span of loneliness(reference to friends)...3 months of going around professionalism...moreover &lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;‘My First Job’...so much that I can forget everything and start a new chapter in TATAs... full of energy and great upcoming memories of these coming 3 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just thinking, how do you feel if your entire family comes to drop you after living with them for 4 months, especially for someone who hardly spent a week away from his family for 21 years of his life( not talking about Engineering). Excited,right... I am feeling double the excitement but mixed with sadness...my blood is flowing at 240 mmHg...and my eyes fixed on the clock...72 hrs 30 mins more to go... a whole lot of things are on my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wondering after my ILP, how my mother would react on seeing me,my father's expression on seeing me and my place...my brother,I know his reaction! But,back to the delicious home food,food for which I never worked, but something I terribly long for now. As I’m going away from them , I’ve to just eagerly wait for my father to take over the commands of me and my place, just like he has always done....just like what I have always liked...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before today, I have been looking for ways to kill time. And kill it continously and rather ruthlessly. But I wonder how people would choose between having no time at all, like I was in my engineering &lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;or having infinite time like now.Tried a lot of things,some mentionable while others not...cant say about the future as I hardly have any idea what I would do after 2 hours....But still,at least the mind is doing something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think; Heisenberg is God, and uncertainty rules, for both its inevitability and its excitement, yet I need to believe that come what may, it will never be so bad it breaks me or will ruin my freedom because I’m going to experience this ‘uncertainty’ in a certain environment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time to say farewell to this extra laziness.&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt; L&lt;/span&gt;ots of work needs to be done there, got to go...hopefully to come up 1000000 times happier when I write next in this blog, your wishes needed... &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;amp; yes... wishing you all ‘A very Happy New Year 2011’ &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430101286655009434-1382623425698509044?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/1382623425698509044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/12/amen.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/1382623425698509044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/1382623425698509044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/12/amen.html' title='Amen!'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-5538613567369923604</id><published>2010-10-01T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T22:14:25.871-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TCS'/><title type='text'>Welcome to the World Of Certainty...</title><content type='html'>Hey, chaos of the life is back. The glitter, the joy, friends &amp;amp; sinusoids are back. Finally I got my much awaited joining of TCS. I have to join at Haldia in West Bengal on 27th December. It'll be December, the sweet December. The time is back with momentum, enthusiasm, freshness, random people, a big-far place...another new life, new begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within a day, I got so many views about this place 'Haldia.' Some friends are teasing me for this Bengali place but some are excited as well and have started suggesting me for 'to-do-list.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever is the fact, it's reality that I'm going to start a new inning there. Whichever the way, I'm loving it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that there will be some complications to adjust there and I'm supposed to decide all alone but my friends are going to help me in this; &amp;amp; yes, they are with me. I know that my job will kill my waking hours &amp;amp; it'll not be as fun as it sounds but we're gonna make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy because my parents are also happy. They are around and always wants me to be around all the time. They are ready to get me out but not permanently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's suddenly exciting again after ECB. Fingers crossed for 27 December. Wish me Luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew!!! Welcome to TCS, Ashu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to living a great day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some snaps of Haldia by my friend-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rv4Wh3S9Xb4/TKaz0Jp_CkI/AAAAAAAAAKE/yH8ZS4hCZrM/s1600/OgAAAPzwUeMcun09rnndJvotpDdt8Rx_Cf4rJl6Zs76M9f0pXuQmFiqXZca9yWB9TMvXv7wmNy8CP6Xajlc35LAoyuEAm1T1UNqDmzCFw5ac8wceX4UaFoNi7fqC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rv4Wh3S9Xb4/TKaz0Jp_CkI/AAAAAAAAAKE/yH8ZS4hCZrM/s320/OgAAAPzwUeMcun09rnndJvotpDdt8Rx_Cf4rJl6Zs76M9f0pXuQmFiqXZca9yWB9TMvXv7wmNy8CP6Xajlc35LAoyuEAm1T1UNqDmzCFw5ac8wceX4UaFoNi7fqC.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rv4Wh3S9Xb4/TKa00XAU8iI/AAAAAAAAAKI/kJHUIzu97Gs/s1600/OgAAAC461iZuqsx9L3EIiQVFznRXA2cYyNzASCGQvPf_U5eqiB_ycqzyNCzPlHLtoAvwK4JAkREvozl4DzYVjcb6MQEAm1T1UM9KTyfmEEkeCFQqcMEtPR6gGdsF.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; 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I feel old, weary and an epic failure. As time is passing, I realize, I am liking life less and more less. I’ve completed my engineering and going to work for Ratan Naval Tata in his Tata Consultancy Services Ltd. I don’t think that it’s a final phase but i’ll enjoy at fullest. Phase by phase/ situation by situation, I’m getting old and it’s definite that life at work is making me age quick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a kid was good. Situations were not always same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I go 4 years back; everything was quite different, even falling in love was so much simpler four years back than it is now. It used to be simple, joyous and strengthening. Now the same love can harsh me, ruin me, can make me feel weak and helpless, the same love. When did it become so powerful? Who knows... Also deciding what to do in life was so much simpler. So Limited options, enough time and limited risk also. One could just be good at what one choose to do. But now? Job? To study further or not? Where is the career headed? My parents wanna know about my future plans (recently my mom wants me to go for hair-cut :D). Hell, I don't know where I am going to be next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I forget friends, having friends was too much simpler. People just became friends, and stayed so. Now, in college/after college we have colleagues, bosses, juniors, hangout gangs etc . Feelings are divided. This feeling for senior, this for junior and this one is for my batch. Feelings are limited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even family - they were around and wanted you to be around all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also ‘Frooti’ says, “why grow up”...growing up is very-very confusing. You can lose your beloved things. Why the hell does anyone ever want to grow up? I don't want so... Well it's a process and I'm an ore for whom it's necessary to go through this process for purification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 21st Birthday to ME !&lt;br /&gt;Woohooo!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On closing note I would like to give out some unbirthday wishes to whoever is reading this and some birthday wishes to my self ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430101286655009434-6857840649035882535?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/6857840649035882535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/07/21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/6857840649035882535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/6857840649035882535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/07/21.html' title='#21'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-134588256252257954</id><published>2010-05-09T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T00:36:03.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My mom :)</title><content type='html'>for my mom-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M is for the million things she gives me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O means only that she's soft to hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T for the things she tries to teach me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H is for her heart of purest gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E for her eyes with love light shining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R means right &amp;amp; right she'll always be for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put them all together they spell MOTHER.&lt;br /&gt;A word that means the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;Love you mom :)&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430101286655009434-134588256252257954?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/134588256252257954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-mom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/134588256252257954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/134588256252257954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-mom.html' title='My mom :)'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-2683248673408875874</id><published>2010-04-24T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T07:24:18.522-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><title type='text'>I tagged myself...</title><content type='html'>If you are free then you can use these tags for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Available: For friends and relatives, YES. ALL THE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Age: 21, but probably less than 18 by heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Annoyance: Insincerity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Animal: Doggies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Beer: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Birthday: 29th July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Body Part on opposite sex: Eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Best feeling in the world: Knowing that someone loves you with everything in them. Nothing can beat that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Best weather: Spring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Been in Love: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Been on stage?: Yes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Believe in miracles: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Believe in God: Yes. Most of the times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bouncers: Several times... on me or by me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Baran/Bikaner: ambiguity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Car: Not a big car freak but it may be Corolla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Candy: Yes! (Bachpan ki aadat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Color: Black, White, Blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Cried in school: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chocolate/Vanilla: Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Country to visit: Want to explore the whole of India. And the whole world. Dream destinations: Australia, Italy, France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Day or Night: Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Danced: Yes, but only in marriages. But love it in general, and want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dance in the rain?: aah.... loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Eggs: Only in cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Eyes: Smiling. Speaking. Alight. Alive. That’s the way I like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Everyone has: A story, A past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- First crush: In college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- First thoughts waking up: Gosh! Is it morning already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Food: Anything vegetarian, depending on my mood...sometimes 'Bhujiya ki Sabji on Fauji Dhaba'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Fast/Spin: more and more pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Greatest Fear: Having nothing to live for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Goals: To grow in life, not to just go through life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Get along with your parents?: Yes. Touch wood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Girls: Although I don't have a Ph.D. yet I feel that this creature wants you to initialize everything but wants to end up everything in her &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hair Colour: Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Height: 6’1”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Happy: Generally, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- How do you want to die: Sudden Death, even 'pata nahi chale ki mar gaya';Peacefully. Without pain to me&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; or to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Health freak?: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hate: Lies, back biting and insincere behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ice Cream: muaaahhh... Love it. Any flavour will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Instrument(musical): Only table yet, once bought a mouth-organ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Idol: Randomly changes, depends on demand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jewelry: Nah, Not into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Job: filhaal to lag gayi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Juice/Softdrink: Juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Juice/Tea: Juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Juice/Ice-Cream: Ice-Cream :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kids: None yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kites: sure, i'm going to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Keep a magazine?: Used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Love: Has the potential to change you and your world. It is precious, and worth fighting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Laughed so hard you cried: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Love at first sight: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Marriage: Not Yet, will happen in due time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Machines: used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Music: can't sustain without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Number of Siblings: 1, A Younger Brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Number of Piercings: None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Naughty: depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- One wish: To be successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Place you’d like to live: Amidst lush greenery and extremely beautiful natural surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Perfect food: My mum's hand-made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pepsi/Coke: Slice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Prizes: countable yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Questionaires: Fun when I need refreshment/nap. (like now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Reason to cry: When I am hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Reality T.V.: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Roll in cricket team: Strike Bowler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I would like to include 5 letter word initiated with 'S', but can't :( )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Song: Loads of favourites. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Shoe size: 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Slept outside: Yes. On terraces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Seen a dead body?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Smoked?: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Shower daily?: Yes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sing well?: Would love to, but, unfortunately, I don’t now.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Swear?: Left it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Single?: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Scientists need to invent: Nothing particular as such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Time for bed: Sometimes early, sometimes too late (like today). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- TV: Yes, addicted kind of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Touch your tongue to your nose: Can’t.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Unpredictable: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Vegetable you hate: Spinach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Vegetable you love: Potato, Karela and Bhindi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Vacation spot: Home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Weakness: Too caring. Too sensitive. Too trusting. Too sentimental. Can't satisfy in a bit-'I want more'.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When you grow up: Want to be a better person, and have made a difference in the life of someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Worst feeling: To be ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Wanted to be a model?: Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Where do we go when we die: No clue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Worst weather: None actually. Every season has its own downs, and its own beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-X-Rays: Once...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Year it is now: 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You: ofcourse, I needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Zoo animal: Not a very big fan of zoos. Pity the animals.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Zodiac sign: Aries &amp;amp; Capricorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it up, guyz! It’s fun!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430101286655009434-2683248673408875874?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/2683248673408875874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-tagged-myself.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/2683248673408875874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/2683248673408875874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-tagged-myself.html' title='I tagged myself...'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-5703804229582472360</id><published>2010-04-07T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T20:57:27.643-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>और ख्वाब...?</title><content type='html'>और रात जाने क्यूँ खड़ी है खिड़की में?&lt;br /&gt;शायद नाराज है या शरमाती है अन्दर आने में.........&lt;br /&gt;नींद भी दस्तक तो देना चाहती है पलकों पे,&lt;br /&gt;बस खुली आँखों में उतरना इसकी फितरत नहीं........&lt;br /&gt;और ख्वाब?&lt;br /&gt;वो तो सभी तुम्हारे थे.....&lt;br /&gt;अब तुम नहीं तो ख्वाब कहाँ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;आज की शब् तुम्हारे सिवा सभी कुछ अपनी जगह पर है....&lt;br /&gt;पर थोडा कुछ कम होने से कितना कुछ कम लगता है.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read it from somewhere, actually don't know from where...but willingly want to post it. So enjoy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430101286655009434-5703804229582472360?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/5703804229582472360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/5703804229582472360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/5703804229582472360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='और ख्वाब...?'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-5909562003616963574</id><published>2010-04-04T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T20:20:20.251-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Hazaron khwahishen aisi...</title><content type='html'>I have thought about this issue several times without a concrete answer. Now I am having answer....ohhh, sorry! 'answers'.A lot of things I want. Here it is-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to play for the Indian Cricket Team in the World Cup 2011. I want to write a book about the story of my life. I want to be blind for a few days. I want to be a millionaire and then throw it all away. I want to interact with Gulzar and tell him to write something for me.I want to travel at least one hundred countries in my lifetime, on all seven continents( 'Australia' first). I want to be able to live a life free of the fear of death and pain. I want to save the water &amp;amp; trees. I want to be free, from norms, from DO's and DONT's.I want to wear a red-black funny flowery shirt to the an important conference/seminar/interview and walk out smiling about it.I want to take a lecture of my HOD in his style(wanna teach him). I want to cycle across countries for a few months. I want to hug &amp;amp; kiss the most beautiful and important girl of my life in my balcony. I want to tell her that 'I Love You' and want to sing my favourite  song for her. I want to own a chocolate shop. I want every single motivation of mine in my life. I want a pet dog &amp;amp; zoo-zoo's of vodafone. I want to disappear off into the wilderness for weeks or months or years, and just be alone and think. I want to know (well) at least five musical instruments: guitar,violin, flute, mouth organ &amp;amp; piano; five sports: cricket, football, F-1, x-games &amp;amp; sketing; and five languages: spanish, italian, german, urdu, japanese. I want my own home-library and I want time to stop so that I can just keep reading. I want to be a good son, friend, husband and father. I never want my beautiful mind, body and soul to deteriorate in any way. I want to have a car accident/plane crash and survive. In the end, I know they will and I want to commit suicide - my life and my death should be in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a small list. Not everything is necessarily true. But if it was...who knows...!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430101286655009434-5909562003616963574?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/5909562003616963574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/04/hazaron-khwahishen-aisi.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/5909562003616963574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/5909562003616963574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/04/hazaron-khwahishen-aisi.html' title='Hazaron khwahishen aisi...'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-5772611650393235412</id><published>2010-03-04T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T20:09:19.124-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>...err, these hectic days...(2)</title><content type='html'>Ooops! I forgot to mention something. Besides been too busy to think, some random things are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Realizing what I want to do for the rest of my life and I hope the path towards its pursuance is chalked out soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Listening some music and I am in love with Javed Ali's voice.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (I wish that I'll attend his live performance at Jaipur on 14th March in JECRC.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Growing hairs are just wonderful. My friends often suggest me to have long hairs, but I am happy with moderate. SORRY DOST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Thought that I had fallen in love but realizing it wasn't anything of that sort from other side. [:P]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Enjoying Cricket at it's maximum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Home sickness is no longer yet. All my friends are at their home but I am not. But maybe within 10 days, I'll there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) have some important days in my life coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, MUAAHHH :) to all those college friends who canned on my planes in Feb. and March.&lt;br /&gt;so, ek Break to Banta hai Boss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then TAADDAAAHHH....... :D&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430101286655009434-5772611650393235412?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/5772611650393235412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/03/err-these-hectic-days2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/5772611650393235412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/5772611650393235412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/03/err-these-hectic-days2.html' title='...err, these hectic days...(2)'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-2979756442225884569</id><published>2010-03-04T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T19:50:20.234-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>...err, these hectic days...(1)</title><content type='html'>I have lost focus in life! well so be it! and I am going to go nowhere! well so be it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that I am on absolute vacations. Dunno how come I have become so reclusive in life since starting of this year but generally, I have started talking less, may be its natural or just a phase!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Holi, this week is going to be crucial, so 'fingers crossed', but anyway! I'll pass through this phase too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430101286655009434-2979756442225884569?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/2979756442225884569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/03/err-these-hectic-days1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/2979756442225884569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/2979756442225884569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/03/err-these-hectic-days1.html' title='...err, these hectic days...(1)'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-7923972899580901783</id><published>2010-02-27T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T11:36:27.016-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>6 PM... :) Lessons learned :(</title><content type='html'>I read it before, but I think this is the perfect time to deliver it-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Never make anybody a priority in your life,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; when you are just an option for them..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Easier said than done. Such little to smile about.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I won't be short-tempered but how to stop myself to be little crazy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings,they are so irrational, mostly a mad gush of chemicals making you crazy. Making me fight to keep them beneath the surface. Yeah, of course; making me fight.&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't know about limits, reasons I don't need. I'm but a slave of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;you hurt me at maximum impact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;but I am thinking of you because- 'how much life owes us, in &lt;i&gt;Love Debt.&lt;/i&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430101286655009434-7923972899580901783?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/7923972899580901783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/02/6-pm-lessons-learned.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/7923972899580901783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/7923972899580901783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/02/6-pm-lessons-learned.html' title='6 PM... :) Lessons learned :('/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-1594282721405814250</id><published>2010-02-23T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:45:47.174-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Thought !</title><content type='html'>This is the smallest post for the season. Sorry about discontinuity. This is the impact of Gulzar. I was just tweeting &amp;amp; the result is it. I think you'll feel&amp;nbsp;Gulzar in it definitely &amp;amp; even&amp;nbsp;it is unbelievable that I framed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"कल मौसम की रंगत कुछ और ही थी, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; और आज देखो, इतना तल्ख़ हुए जा रहा है, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;लगता है इसने भी&amp;nbsp;कभी इश्क़ किया था&amp;nbsp;|"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to the weather of 22nd Feb.&lt;br /&gt;Say how's it?&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430101286655009434-1594282721405814250?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/1594282721405814250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/02/thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/1594282721405814250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/1594282721405814250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/02/thought.html' title='Thought !'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-8073164394288162676</id><published>2010-02-17T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T20:57:36.115-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><title type='text'>Hopin' For A Sweet Semester :)</title><content type='html'>The sky is dark, pitch black, except for the glitter of the few stars of great bear constellation. What I presume are clouds, hide everything on the earth from me. The yellow light at the tip of the wing breaks the serenity. I crane my neck to see the rear view out of the window and see the full moon, in all its glory, perched over a cushion of&amp;nbsp; clouds just over the horizon. The cradle is lit yellow with the light from the aged moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I curse my&amp;nbsp;eyes, my heart&amp;nbsp;for being unable to capture the magnificent scene. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have forgotten all the things in a while, my mobile is ringing &amp;amp; I am attending the call.&lt;br /&gt;It may relavent to my semester, hoping so...&lt;br /&gt;(For those lost, this was a scene from my overnight flight...... 1 am-5 am, in my dreams)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430101286655009434-8073164394288162676?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/8073164394288162676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/02/hopin-for-sweet-semester.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/8073164394288162676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/8073164394288162676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/02/hopin-for-sweet-semester.html' title='Hopin&apos; For A Sweet Semester :)'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-8975804423832277648</id><published>2010-02-11T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T06:04:23.576-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gulzar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hindi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literature'/><title type='text'>Gulzar &amp; me...(version-2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"दिल की वादी में चाहत का मौसम है और यादों की डालियों पर अनगिनत बीते लम्हों की कलियाँ महकने लगी है | अनकही-अनसुनी आरज़ू, आधी सोयी हुई,&amp;nbsp;आधी जागी&amp;nbsp;हुई...आँखें&amp;nbsp;मूँद के&amp;nbsp;देखती&amp;nbsp;है...ज़िन्दगी&amp;nbsp;| ज़िन्दगी जिसके पहलु&amp;nbsp;में मोहब्बत भी है, तो&amp;nbsp;हसरत भी है, पास आना&amp;nbsp;भी है, दूर&amp;nbsp;जाना&amp;nbsp;भी है | वक़्त&amp;nbsp;बहता&amp;nbsp;है झरने सा यह&amp;nbsp;कहता हुआ&amp;nbsp;... दिल की वादी&amp;nbsp;में चाहत का मौसम है ......."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;आज&amp;nbsp;फिर&amp;nbsp;इस&amp;nbsp;चाहत को&amp;nbsp;गुलज़ार&amp;nbsp;कर&amp;nbsp;रहा हूँ&amp;nbsp;गुलज़ार के साथ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"याद है इक&amp;nbsp;दिन...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; मेरे&amp;nbsp;मेज़&amp;nbsp;पे&amp;nbsp;बैठे-बैठे&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; सिगरेट&amp;nbsp;की डिबिया&amp;nbsp;पे तुम ने&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;छोटे से इक पौधे का&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; एक स्केच&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;बनाया था&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; आ कर देखो-&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; उस&amp;nbsp;पौधे पर फूल आया&amp;nbsp;है !!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rv4Wh3S9Xb4/S3VftovjdzI/AAAAAAAAAF8/iBtTr0cqu8I/s1600-h/flowers__by_Zofia_Klukowski.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rv4Wh3S9Xb4/S3VftovjdzI/AAAAAAAAAF8/iBtTr0cqu8I/s400/flowers__by_Zofia_Klukowski.jpg" width="301" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gulzar will come back again...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;wait for next posts...Bbye for now !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430101286655009434-8975804423832277648?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/8975804423832277648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/02/gulzar-meversion-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/8975804423832277648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/8975804423832277648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/02/gulzar-meversion-2.html' title='Gulzar &amp; me...(version-2)'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rv4Wh3S9Xb4/S3VftovjdzI/AAAAAAAAAF8/iBtTr0cqu8I/s72-c/flowers__by_Zofia_Klukowski.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-2333635118848481082</id><published>2010-02-06T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T23:43:53.752-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cricket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Me, Mom 'n' Cricket</title><content type='html'>"Silly, stupid, duffers; ruining all the Indians. Look, look at the way they chase the ball like ghosts, earn a lot for this silly thing and you with similar-you destroy your precious 9 hours for them. It's just madness." My mom says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, why does she react in this way ? I remember that she watched all the matches of Team India in World-Cup 2003. But now...? I think she wants me to be more specific and concern about my career. But I can't hold myself to follow the Cricket Path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things are the way they are...and words just can't explain them. So, I can't explain my feelings, I crane my neck to see the rear view out of the window. I love this game and enjoy every moment connected to it. Cricket teaches me about 'how to get victory and how to face failure.' This game gave me a lot of things and friends. And the most important thing is that I can enjoy this game only now. After 5 or 6 months from now there will be zero probability for this. So, sorry mom; you have to wait for my retirement from Cricket. [:D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...one more thing !&lt;br /&gt;My father doesn't want to discuss anything at all. He just picks the newspapers or any magazine and comes out of the room as soon as I get the sports channel on the TV :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I have to mention my future program here-&lt;br /&gt;March : Intra-College Sports Events&lt;br /&gt;April : ECB Sports Club Championship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bbye...but I'll come again because yeh dil maange more :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430101286655009434-2333635118848481082?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/2333635118848481082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/02/me-mom-n-cricket.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/2333635118848481082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/2333635118848481082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/02/me-mom-n-cricket.html' title='Me, Mom &apos;n&apos; Cricket'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-1071942959839798277</id><published>2010-02-06T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T22:34:53.255-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gulzar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literature'/><title type='text'>Gulzar &amp; me...(version-1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Now I am from Gulzar's side, giving time to his wonders (I am saying 'wonders' because he does miracles with his creations). I want to share something which I like the most. The very first in a row is here...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love you Gulzar... :) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;और अचानक ...&lt;br /&gt;तेज हवा के झोंके ने कमरे में आकर&lt;br /&gt;हलचल कर दी ...&lt;br /&gt;पर्दे ने लहरा के मेज़ पे रखी ढेर-सी कांच की&lt;br /&gt;चीज़ें उलटी कर दी ...&lt;br /&gt;फडफड करके इक किताब ने जल्दी से मुंह&lt;br /&gt;ढांप लिया ...&lt;br /&gt;इक दवात ने गोता खा के,&lt;br /&gt;सामने रखे जितने कोरे कागज़ थे सबको रंग दिया&lt;br /&gt;दीवारों पे लटकी तस्वीरों ने भी हैरत से&lt;br /&gt;गर्दन तिरछी करके देखा तुमको...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;फिर से आना ऐसे ही तुम&lt;br /&gt;और भर जाना रंग फिर से इस कमरे में !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - गुलज़ार&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;i&gt;(more in next posts...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430101286655009434-1071942959839798277?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/1071942959839798277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/02/gulzar-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/1071942959839798277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/1071942959839798277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/02/gulzar-me.html' title='Gulzar &amp; me...(version-1)'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-9212347461082876355</id><published>2010-01-02T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T23:09:30.253-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><title type='text'>नया सवेरा :)</title><content type='html'>नव-वर्ष की शुभकामनाओं के साथ ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"सो रहे हो ?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;सोते रहो !&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;किन्तु क्या रुक जायेगा&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;उगता हुआ नव-भोर ?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;निश्चित नहीं&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;भोर तो आकर रहेगा&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;इस धरा के&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;मौज भरते,&lt;br /&gt;मुक्त अम्बर में&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;विचरते,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;पंछियों का&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;शोर भी छा कर रहेगा |" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) consecutive second post in a row [:P]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430101286655009434-9212347461082876355?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/9212347461082876355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/9212347461082876355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/9212347461082876355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='नया सवेरा :)'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-1384843580287361828</id><published>2010-01-01T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T20:59:59.383-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literature'/><title type='text'>And that has made all the difference...!!!</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year to all...&lt;br /&gt;The very first post of this year strikes to me only because of '3 Idiots'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the much similar poem 'The Road not Taken' by Robert Frost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rv4Wh3S9Xb4/Sz7Sh3_2MzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3jSVQtu44wU/s1600-h/road_not_taken70.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rv4Wh3S9Xb4/Sz7Sh3_2MzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3jSVQtu44wU/s640/road_not_taken70.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430101286655009434-1384843580287361828?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/1384843580287361828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-that-has-made-all-difference.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/1384843580287361828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/1384843580287361828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-that-has-made-all-difference.html' title='And that has made all the difference...!!!'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rv4Wh3S9Xb4/Sz7Sh3_2MzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3jSVQtu44wU/s72-c/road_not_taken70.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-627367312455873446</id><published>2009-12-19T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T19:58:27.860-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>'GOD' is a hard act to follow...</title><content type='html'>Today one year is completed of my brother's re-birth. He got serious accident in December last year and came from coma in February. Now, he is OK. So moments for joy ! But some horrible thoughts also in my mind remembering 8.30 PM of 20th Dec,2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain my feelings which I felt in the last 365 days. But I learnt a lot. For example, how to commit new responsibilities and accomplish them regarding your family, friends, love and life. As a result, I found some deepness in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's the post to thank all my friends and family members who supported us upto the immense level.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, sorry to those friends who complained that I didn't tell them about that accident. But that was a nonplus thing. That time was too frustating to discuss. So, sorry once again ! Love you all- my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I don't want to remember that round-robin around the hospital. Thanks to GOD for providing us &lt;i&gt;'Arpit' &lt;/i&gt;again and to give me some treasures silently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the last not the least:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "आँखों से दूर न हो, दिल से उतर जायेगा&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; वक़्त का क्या है गुजरता है, गुजर जायेगा | "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430101286655009434-627367312455873446?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/627367312455873446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2009/12/god-is-hard-act-to-follow.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/627367312455873446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/627367312455873446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2009/12/god-is-hard-act-to-follow.html' title='&apos;GOD&apos; is a hard act to follow...'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-8766677806651201771</id><published>2009-12-03T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T06:28:08.262-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>The Moment It Clicks !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of the most beautiful aspects of doing math is the flash of insight that lets you out of a mental block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may appear surprising to those not in the field but the fact is that research mathematicians fumble around looking for the light switch in a dark room for much of their waking hours. Things usually don’t work out. Being stuck on a problem is the default state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s what makes those moments precious. Suddenly, you see it. A germ of an idea appears in your mind, something clicks and you realize— this will work.&lt;br /&gt;It is all about the moment, in art and in math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#Happy_from_inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I found an interesting image related to math...enjoy it &amp;amp; say if you feel the same. You can also find near -to-similar page on my desk :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rv4Wh3S9Xb4/SxfIuqwvN9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/3xAfEEEjbP4/s1600-h/maths_isn__t_always_boring_by_PaperFiend.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rv4Wh3S9Xb4/SxfIuqwvN9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/3xAfEEEjbP4/s640/maths_isn__t_always_boring_by_PaperFiend.png" width="473" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, &lt;br /&gt;This one relates to the last post and the connections run deep. Thanks to mine love (books) for bringing up this beautiful quote. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know what I pray for? I pray for the power to change what I can, the inability to accept what I can't, the incapacity to tell the difference."&lt;br /&gt;-Calvin and Hobbes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now, see you soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430101286655009434-8766677806651201771?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/8766677806651201771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2009/12/moment-it-clicks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/8766677806651201771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/8766677806651201771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2009/12/moment-it-clicks.html' title='The Moment It Clicks !'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rv4Wh3S9Xb4/SxfIuqwvN9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/3xAfEEEjbP4/s72-c/maths_isn__t_always_boring_by_PaperFiend.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-6967604895266291220</id><published>2009-11-27T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T22:36:32.145-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relation'/><title type='text'>Simple thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It is important to care, but equally, if not more important to show that you care."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a true&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;said by someone stunned&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Isn't mutuality in human relationships natural to expect? Is it too much? Is it possible for you to be a friend to someone who is not your friend? Is it possible to not to be a best friend to your best friend? Your voidness is your love for your friendship. &lt;br /&gt;To get someone's call whom you like or say you love after a long time gives a bouncer on your heart, you are happy, dancing... but you get serious as you remind that it's a long time by him/her to talk... Is your liking don't like you, don't care a bit for you, if is it so... then think about your relation !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also doing so, if you get result earlier then help me to bring me outside from this confusion.&lt;br /&gt;Finally I am having this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly. Specialization is for insects and mostly to love someone..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; -Robert A. Heinlein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430101286655009434-6967604895266291220?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/6967604895266291220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2009/11/simple-thought.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/6967604895266291220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/6967604895266291220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2009/11/simple-thought.html' title='Simple thought'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-4669557536297076607</id><published>2009-11-14T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T06:41:26.175-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><title type='text'>'ज़िन्दगी, शुक्रिया !'</title><content type='html'>"आ ! कि दिल कि उदास दुनिया में&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;यास के अब्र छाए जाते हैं,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;आ ! कि यह रात ढलती जाती है&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;कई दरख्त छूटते जाते हैं |"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;आज एक बार फिर से दिमाग के बवंडर ने आ घेरा है | सुबह बस होने को ही है, लेकिन यह दिमाग अब भी सोना नहीं चाहता | अब तो वक़्त-बेवक़्त होने कि आदत सी हो गयी है | कोई हसीन-सा नुक्ता दिन में तो मेरे शब्दकोष को विराम दे देता है, लेकिन रात में तो किसी का कोई ज़ोर नहीं | यह कोई वक़्त नहीं है अपनी जिजीविषा को धरा पे अवतरित करने का, लेकिन जब कलम खुद-ब-खुद चलना चाहे तो क्या किया जा सकता है ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;किसी की दार्शनिकता का कोई पैमाना नहीं होता | दार्शनिकता तो ज़िन्दगी को हूबहू मस्तिष्क के कैनवास पर उकेरती है | ज़िन्दगी, ज़िन्दगी है तो प्रेम है और प्रेम से ही यादों का समुच्चय है | एक लक्ष्य, प्यार&amp;nbsp; और एक स्वप्न आपके शरीर पर ही नहीं, आपके पूरे जीवन पर नियंत्रण करने की शक्ति देते हैं |&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;हर गुज़रता लम्हा जीवन है | इसे महसूस करें और जीवन का आभार मानें | यह चलती रहती है, क्योंकि यह नृत्य है , एक हास्य है, एक लय-एक संगीत है, एक अविराम अटूट&amp;nbsp; उत्सव है, एक निरंतर महारास है&amp;nbsp; | यह पल-पल हमें बताती है कि मैं नवोन्मेष हूँ नए मनुष्य की,&amp;nbsp; नयी मनुष्यता की | इस ज़िन्दगी से प्रेम करो | यहीं से प्रेम का उदय होता है |&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"किरण-किरण बिखरती है, तो उजाले फैलते है,&lt;br /&gt;किरण-किरण जुड़ती है, तो उजाले बनते है,&lt;br /&gt;रोशनी कतरों में समाई है और हर कतरा&lt;br /&gt;अपने हिस्से की रोशनी लेकर आता है |"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;हर कोई चाहता है की उसका प्रेम सुन्दर हो, उसकी ज़िन्दगी सुन्दर हो | अपने प्यार को खूबसूरत देखने की चाह किसकी नहीं होती लेकिन सुन्दरता किसी प्रेम की अनिवार्यता नहीं होती, वह तो खुद हर खूबसूरती से खूबसूरत होता है |&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कोई प्रेम के लिए पूरी ज़िन्दगी भटकता रहता है, यह भी नहीं जानता की उसका प्रेम उसके ही सामीप्य में है, उसकी ज़िन्दगी | अगर भटकना ही है तो इस तरह भटको की भटकन ही आनंद की मंजिल  बन जाए | भटकते-भटकते उसके पास बस यादें रह जाती हैं | यादें स्वयं को विश्वास दिलाने का तरीका है की आप विशिष्ट हैं | आपको भी प्रेम करने वाले हैं और आप उनमें से नहीं है जिनकी किसी को परवाह न हो |&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;यादें समुद्र के छोर पर उसकी लहरों से लगातार गीले होते शंख की तरह होती हैं, जिसमें समुद्र की सारी ठंडक, उन्माद, उल्लास, नवीनता, क्षणभंगुरता, प्रयास, अभ्यास, क्षमता और विविधता छिपी होती है |&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;इन यादों को खुद में समेट लो, कल के लिए, क्योंकि यही एक तुम्हारा ख़जाना होगा इस भीड़ की कंगाली में .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430101286655009434-4669557536297076607?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/4669557536297076607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/4669557536297076607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/4669557536297076607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_14.html' title='&apos;ज़िन्दगी, शुक्रिया !&apos;'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-2836271759732495370</id><published>2009-11-11T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T06:53:40.638-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hindi'/><title type='text'>मेरा खुदा ...</title><content type='html'>मैंने ख़ुदा को किश्तों पे खरीदा था&lt;br /&gt;किश्तों पे खरीदे हुए ख़ुदा&lt;br /&gt;उस वक़्त तक दुआएं पूरी नहीं करते&lt;br /&gt;जब तक सारी किश्तें अदा न हो जायें |&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;एक बार मैं ख़ुदा कि किश्त वक़्त पर अदा न कर सका&lt;br /&gt;ख़ुदा को मेरे पास से उठा कर ले जाया गया&lt;br /&gt;जो लोग मुझे जानते थे&lt;br /&gt;उन्हें पता चल गया&lt;br /&gt;अब न मेरे पास ख़ुदा है&lt;br /&gt;न क़बूल होने वाली दुआएं&lt;br /&gt;और&lt;br /&gt;मेरे लिए ख़ुदा फ़र्ज़ कर लेने का मौका भी जाता रहा |&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430101286655009434-2836271759732495370?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/2836271759732495370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/2836271759732495370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/2836271759732495370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_11.html' title='मेरा खुदा ...'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-4650059090908117327</id><published>2009-11-09T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T22:05:47.986-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chetan bhagat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><title type='text'>2 States Of My Mind...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I have just finished '2 States' by Chetan Bhagat. For this simple job I invest 10 days, but not in vain. The conclusion was that I found it far better than 2nd and 3rd one. Nice work Chetan ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Now come to the point. I am not here to discuss it's content or story, I want so...because I liked it's humour like Mickey Mouse, but it may be controvertial. Basically I am going to project it's concept with mine life, actually everyone's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;If you are reading this post and didn't read '2 States', then it's obvious to discuss something about this creativity :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;'2 States' is all about how you get your target(love) if you seriously target(love) it. Krish, a genius bugger from IITD and Ananya, a South Indian girl make their way to IIMA. They meet in certain horrible conditions and like each filmy_love_stories, their meetings convert into their_love_story. To teach your girlfriend in her room at her hostel is so-cool thing to enhance the love and shrink the limits and it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Both are agreed to marry with each-other but they have to agree their families&amp;nbsp; also, and surely it is not a cake because Krish is a Punjabi Boy and Ananya is a Tamil Brahmin. Now, Krish took his posting at Chennai so that he can fill the gap between him and Ananya's family. So much drama, so much dedication, so much patience, so much efforts, so much offences, so much disappointments... Krish bears all the things for Ananya only upto 6 months and finally got the fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Now turn to Ananya ; she has to agree Krish's Mother (surprise about Father) and she gets a little bit success in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;And, now Ananya's family and Krish's family has to like each-other. They don't but, 'If Love is real, then all barriers gone imaginary...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;So, in the last after lot of funny moments, sentimental situations Krish and Ananya got married similarly filmy_love_stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;In real, this reading influenced me or can say penatrate a niddle in my heart and forced me to think. But for this you have to share Krish's luck. Leave it, Two-States says not to loose patience, temperament, target in non-favourable-conditions as in every reading; but unlikely to others it is a love-story of triumph as well triumph of a love-story. If you want anything in life (seriously not by affection), seriously you want to, then no-one can stop you; you have to achieve it and you will, no matter how you go to survive it. If your heart, mind, soul are craving for that desire, you'll get a zeal to find the way to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;That's all about reviews over 2 States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Finally, I'll share some text from this Total_immense_love_reflection novel-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;(these may be used as proverbs now...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;"Pretty girls behave best when you ignore them. (Of course, they have to know you are ignoring them, for otherwise they may not even know you exist.) "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;"All professors are assholes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;"Once you start liking someone, their mere presence evokes a warm feeling in you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;"When a woman comes into your life, things organise themselves."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Sweetest Line : "'Ananya Swaminathan, I, Krish Malhotra, am deeply in love with you and want to be with you always. Apart from when we go to office, of course. Will you marry me ?' "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;"But when someone tells you to not take it the wrong way, you have to take it the wrong way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;"Jealousy is a rather enjoyable emotion to watch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;"Naan Onnai Kadalikaren, she said 'I love you' in Tamil."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;"Because knowledge is not for showing off. If I do good work, people should notice me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;"People close to you have the power to disturb you the most."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;"The funny thing about sleep is you can't instruct it to happen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;"sometimes in life you just meet someone or hear something that nudges you on the right path. And that becomes the best advice. It could just be a bit of common sense said in a way that resonates with something in you. It's nothing new, but because it connects with you it holds meaning for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;"Isn't love the best investment ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;"The world's most sensible person and the biggest idiot both stay within us. The worst part is, you can't even tell who is who."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Bye for now;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Ashish&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/4430101286655009434-4650059090908117327?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/4650059090908117327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2009/11/2-states-of-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/4650059090908117327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/4650059090908117327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2009/11/2-states-of-my-mind.html' title='2 States Of My Mind...'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-5827662827284168883</id><published>2009-11-05T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T04:49:30.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>मरम्मत मुकद्दर की कर दो मौला ...[:)]</title><content type='html'>एक खुशबू आती थी ...&lt;br /&gt;मैं भटकता जाता था...&lt;br /&gt;रेशमी-सी माया थी,&lt;br /&gt;और मैं तकता जाता था...&lt;br /&gt;जब तेरी गली आया, सच कभी नज़र आया...&lt;br /&gt;मुझमें ही वो खुशबू थी जिसे तूने मिलवाया |&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; टूटके बिखरना मुझको ज़रूर आता है,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; वरना इबादत वाला सहूर आता है,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; सजदे में रहने दो, अब कहीं न जाऊंगा&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; अब जो तुमने ठुकराया तो सँवर न पाउँगा |&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rv4Wh3S9Xb4/SvQbTNWxwvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/S7BydIdaVUs/s1600-h/hopeless_by_amirv.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rv4Wh3S9Xb4/SvQbTNWxwvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/S7BydIdaVUs/s400/hopeless_by_amirv.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;सिर उठा के मैंने तो कितनी ख्वाहिशें कि थी...&lt;br /&gt;कितने ख्वाब देखे थे, कितनी कोशिशें कि थी...&lt;br /&gt;जब तू रूबरू आया ....&lt;br /&gt;जब तू रूबरू आया, नज़रें न मिला पाया...&lt;br /&gt;सिर झुका के इक पल में, मैंने क्या नहीं पाया |&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; तेरे दर पे झुका हूँ, मिटा हूँ , बना हूँ ...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; तेरे दर पे झुका हूँ, मिटा हूँ , बना हूँ ...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; दरारें-दरारें हैं माथे पे मौला......&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; मरम्मत मुकद्दर कि कर दो मौला !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430101286655009434-5827662827284168883?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/5827662827284168883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/5827662827284168883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/5827662827284168883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='मरम्मत मुकद्दर की कर दो मौला ...[:)]'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rv4Wh3S9Xb4/SvQbTNWxwvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/S7BydIdaVUs/s72-c/hopeless_by_amirv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-9030231535462195413</id><published>2009-11-03T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:32:21.116-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>your presence makes the world sooo different !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rv4Wh3S9Xb4/SvEHLZUL1_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/TS-yUL9ZJF4/s1600-h/Imagine_Me_and_You_by_6eternity9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rv4Wh3S9Xb4/SvEHLZUL1_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/TS-yUL9ZJF4/s400/Imagine_Me_and_You_by_6eternity9.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;जब किसी की आँखें तुम्हारे लिए आतुरता से भरती हैं,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;कोई आँख&amp;nbsp;तुम्हें ऐसे देखती है कि तुम पर सब न्यौछावर कर दे,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;किसी आँख में तुम ऐसी झलक देखते हो कि...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;तुम्हारे बिना उस आँख के भीतर&amp;nbsp;छिपा&amp;nbsp;हुआ जीवन वीरान हो जायेगा&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;सिर्फ वीरानी...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;तुम ही हरियाली&amp;nbsp;हो, तुम ही हो वर्षा के मेघ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;तुम्हारे बिना&amp;nbsp;सब फूल सूख&amp;nbsp;जायेंगे,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;तुम्हारे बिना बस....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;बस...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; रेगिस्तान&amp;nbsp;रह&amp;nbsp;जायेगा....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;जब किसी कि आँख में तुम जीवन कि ऐसी गरिमा देखते हो,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;तब पहली&amp;nbsp;बार तुम्हें पता चलता है कि तुम, हाँ तुम...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;सार्थक&amp;nbsp;हो; सप्रयोजन&amp;nbsp;हो ...!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_1Wl7CRh_vo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_1Wl7CRh_vo&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/4430101286655009434-9030231535462195413?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/9030231535462195413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2009/11/your-presence-makes-world-sooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/9030231535462195413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/9030231535462195413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2009/11/your-presence-makes-world-sooo.html' title='your presence makes the world sooo different !!!'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rv4Wh3S9Xb4/SvEHLZUL1_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/TS-yUL9ZJF4/s72-c/Imagine_Me_and_You_by_6eternity9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-4018542622816401876</id><published>2009-10-11T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T21:54:06.276-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Mine letter for me !!!</title><content type='html'>Dear Ashu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to write you this letter since last year but I think this letter is getting it's right time to deliver now.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some points for you to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rv4Wh3S9Xb4/SvEPclSAKZI/AAAAAAAAAEs/S7F23pZthek/s1600-h/Boy_by_Shinkies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rv4Wh3S9Xb4/SvEPclSAKZI/AAAAAAAAAEs/S7F23pZthek/s400/Boy_by_Shinkies.jpg" vr="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If You Love Sum1 Then Remember...... Very often when we meet sum1, he or she belongs to sum1 else..... Its so funny how we set qualifications for the right person to love while at the back of our minds we know that the person we truely love will always be an expectation/exception!!!! There would come a time when we have to stop loving sum1 not bcoz that person started hating us but bcoz we find that they'd be happy if we let them go. You will know you really love sum1 when u want him/her to be happy even if their happiness means you're not a part of it!!!! If sum1 comes into your life and becomes a part of you, but for some reasons he/she couldn't stay... DONT CRY TOO MUCH!!!!! Just be glad your paths crossed and somehow he/she made you happy even for a while. There are a few things that we never want to let go; Some people you never want to leave behind; But keep in mind that letting go is not the end of the world but rather it is the BEGINNING OF A NEW LIFE!!!! Just bcoz sum1 doesn't love you the way you want him or her to doesn't mean they don't love you... REMEMBER.... The best relationship is when your love for each other is greater than your need for each other. Giving sum1 all your love is not an assurance that he or she will love you back... Don't expect love in return, wait for it to grow in his or her heart. If it doesn't, be content it grows in you. It takes a minute to have a crush on sum1.... An hour to like sum1.... A day to fall in love with sum1.... But it takes a lifetime to forget sum1 you have grown to love!!!! And finally REMEMBER.... Love is rather complicated, but i'll tell u this, "THE SECOND YOU ARE WILLING TO MAKE YOURSELF MISERABLE TO MAKE SOMEONE ELSE HAPPY... THAT'S LOVE!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; yours loving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ashu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430101286655009434-4018542622816401876?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/4018542622816401876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2009/10/mine-letter-for-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/4018542622816401876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/4018542622816401876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2009/10/mine-letter-for-me.html' title='Mine letter for me !!!'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rv4Wh3S9Xb4/SvEPclSAKZI/AAAAAAAAAEs/S7F23pZthek/s72-c/Boy_by_Shinkies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430101286655009434.post-7675459256418313238</id><published>2008-12-14T03:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T21:55:46.127-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>dear ones...</title><content type='html'>I am here after a long time. Engineering is not an easy job now a days.You have to compete not only with your pears but also with yourself. This is not the reason for my delay of that period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am here for friends again. So I want to share something about my friends of my college life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ALOK MISHRA :::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my first room partner and my first buddy of my college life.A genius person from whom I learn first chapter of professionalism.He is a great friend and good critic for your work so that you can improve your level.He is a lazy man who study last night of exam but has excellence in circuits and computers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KULDEEP SHARMA :::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classmate of ECE ,cool-shool banda.Doston ka dost orrrrr... dushmano ka bhi dost.Dil ka saaf banda.Honestly,I have never seen a true person like him. True lucky guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NARESH BANSAL : This creature is called typically 'Nurli' among our group. A person who can show everything whatever have in mind/heart. good friend of mine    related to earth. He wants to fly in sky but also wants to keep feet grounded. Marwadi banda in desi flavour... HERO,looks like Jayed     Khan.Keep in touch yaar,'Hamesha'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAVISH CHARAN : My next room partner after Alok. I learnt many things from him,,,,the main was to keep simple and straight forward yourself even you are    special and wanted. He was my coach of 'Counter Strike'.A cool and dashing person,I ever seen in my batch. Fultoo masti lekin padhai k waqt    padhai.Really a close friend of mine... Keep in touch yaar,'Hamesha'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PREET BHASALI : Now really a tough job to define a friend like him. Dedicated to particular things for particular time. I never listen any kind of cheap    things from him. Sharp minded,good programmer and really a focused person.....or sabse badi baat...yeh hai Hazir-Zawab. Bas ek hi problem    hai,,,nahata nahi hai.Keep in touch yaar,'Hamesha'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIKHAR JAIN :  That's called ours 'chachi',an IT gadjet,awesome programmer,simple living and high thoughts.Also plays cricket and good critic of cricketers.  Kabhi Kabhi to aise kaam kar deta hai jo expect nahi ki ja sakti...'one day in his room;me ,chachi &amp;amp; roussel'....can't say any more. Ek close   friend . Iski first year ki bhujia abhi bhi yaad aati hai. koi nahi...Keep in touch yaar,'Hamesha'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAURAV(DAAU) :  Yeh hamara leader ... Daaau Bhaiya. Gajab ka politician, good speaker, true leader ,grey-hat ,serial hacker,social motto,good cricketer, good   motivator. I can't write more bcz. list is very long. I want to see him as an politician in future having techno background.Keep in touch    yaar,'Hamesha'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIKASH  :  Studied in Army school, simple living personality, more close to Daau. A disciplined one , excellent football player. He got a creative mind    where always innovative ideas appear.Keep in touch yaar,'Hamesha'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRIYANK :    Ajmer/Jodhpur/Bikaner...ab ise kahaan ka bataoon. Cool-dude banda,,,he rocks in his own life but influence everyone. Stylish and commited    person and fax-professional. A pace battery of our hostel. Buuuuuuurrrrraaaaahhhhh. Keep in touch yaar,'Hamesha'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JITENDRA :  Chi-chi/churu/rajgarh/jitu.......iske bhi kai naam.A CSE stud. Decent in nature,moral hearted but commits good arguments.Khane-Peene ki    cheeze ghar se lata hai or.......hum kha jate hai.......truely yaar...amazing one,Keep in touch yaar,'Hamesha'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANKUR RAIKAR :  Apna Kota ka hi banda hai.Sincere,concentrated,faithful...jyada ho gaya. Iska naam yaad karte hi gahlot k cricket k wo din din yaad aate hai    jab isko hamesha boundry par fuilding karne k liye laga dete the,or jab bhi yeh koi catch by chance pakad bhi leta tha to ,he      shouted...'Hat.....!!!!_______'  chalo koi nahi,,,,but...Keep in touch yaar,'Hamesha'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHREEKANT :     A CEO kum stud , IT professional since 1st year. Completely sink in Madhushala,Ghajals...and web designing. A well managed person and fully    concentrated to passion.Having dreams and another dream in eyes to complete them.Hats-off to u bro.Keep in touch yaar,'Hamesh&lt;i&gt;a'.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;to be contd...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430101286655009434-7675459256418313238?l=joinyourashish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/feeds/7675459256418313238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/7675459256418313238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430101286655009434/posts/default/7675459256418313238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joinyourashish.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-world.html' title='dear ones...'/><author><name>Ashish...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14124736193269354560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pb4BI3MUQ/Tqu3i1YlPiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZILx5wTrTZo/s220/ashu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
