<?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-3433675081957522270</id><updated>2011-12-21T07:06:44.624-08:00</updated><category term='Sunset'/><category term='Karna'/><category term='first deewali in bangalore'/><category term='in laws'/><category term='Suicides'/><category term='Eklavya'/><category term='dubey'/><category term='life in a corner'/><category term='quote'/><category term='laptop with lights'/><category term='self quote'/><category term='job naukri'/><category term='Back to bangalore'/><category term='bride'/><category term='happy nation'/><category term='diya'/><category term='rog mimickry'/><category term='chithi aayee hai'/><category term='Hoskote'/><category term='height'/><category term='pen holder'/><category term='vishwakarma diwas'/><category term='movie review'/><category term='songs i like'/><category term='Long drive'/><category term='friend'/><category term='life at forty thirty....'/><category term='rajneeti'/><category term='sasuraal'/><category term='neend'/><category term='vishwakarma'/><category term='age factor'/><category term='salary hike'/><category term='ugadi cow'/><category term='ugadi'/><category term='Lethal social Work'/><category term='chutney dish'/><category term='naukri'/><category term='resign'/><category term='life'/><category term='sunrise'/><category term='cobweb'/><category term='problems'/><category term='deewali'/><category term='Devanahalli'/><category term='battery life'/><category term='suicide'/><category term='plane'/><category term='resigning moment'/><category term='women empowerment'/><category term='It&apos;s a wonderful life'/><category term='paper cup'/><category term='different stages of life'/><category term='stages of life'/><category term='brain drain'/><category term='coles road'/><category term='vipin'/><category term='marigold flower'/><title type='text'>My Corner</title><subtitle type='html'>This one has the things related to me, my life, my thoughts, my activities and ALL THAT STUFF YOU MIGHT WANT TO SKIP :) !!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>vipin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16663996736833363024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SsAo7uljjLI/AAAAAAAABDk/P3JOpDAiuWA/S220/DSC_0098.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3433675081957522270.post-7711784095408389138</id><published>2010-07-06T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T06:09:47.003-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back to bangalore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Long drive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hoskote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devanahalli'/><title type='text'>Long Drive</title><content type='html'>Had a gr8 luck to utilize Shantanu's car and Dubey's 8+ years of experience in exploring Bangalore. Went on a long drive for two days. Weather was awesome and so was Tea in villages. Sharing some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun in the middle of Tree - Shining in the setting sun like a pearl upon ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/TDO5ShsZuXI/AAAAAAAABZw/1QTtNM7nu-w/s1600/Photo0188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/TDO5ShsZuXI/AAAAAAAABZw/1QTtNM7nu-w/s320/Photo0188.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490936098628155762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A frame on which clouds are hung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/TDO5ruZ3boI/AAAAAAAABaA/SJc6pA9kvNk/s1600/Photo0190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/TDO5ruZ3boI/AAAAAAAABaA/SJc6pA9kvNk/s320/Photo0190.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490936531536801410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passing through the fields, found this well. Dubey mentioned that he won't take me out if I fell in the attempt of taking this piks. And we all know he is a man of his words ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/TDO6BAeF4AI/AAAAAAAABaI/HzlkRlxAQ9A/s1600/Photo0191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/TDO6BAeF4AI/AAAAAAAABaI/HzlkRlxAQ9A/s320/Photo0191.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490936897163616258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who do night kamping more often, like to have a permanent solution. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/TDO6NqSGBVI/AAAAAAAABaQ/Rly_OyYyYLg/s1600/Photo0194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/TDO6NqSGBVI/AAAAAAAABaQ/Rly_OyYyYLg/s320/Photo0194.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490937114546013522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way bak to Bangalore...... New Airport Road ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/TDO5ghlnLFI/AAAAAAAABZ4/4gZSr40VNcQ/s1600/Photo0189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/TDO5ghlnLFI/AAAAAAAABZ4/4gZSr40VNcQ/s320/Photo0189.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490936339117845586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3433675081957522270-7711784095408389138?l=aboutvipin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/feeds/7711784095408389138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3433675081957522270&amp;postID=7711784095408389138' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/7711784095408389138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/7711784095408389138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/2010/07/long-drive.html' title='Long Drive'/><author><name>vipin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16663996736833363024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SsAo7uljjLI/AAAAAAAABDk/P3JOpDAiuWA/S220/DSC_0098.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/TDO5ShsZuXI/AAAAAAAABZw/1QTtNM7nu-w/s72-c/Photo0188.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3433675081957522270.post-4157318916383606313</id><published>2010-06-04T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T22:47:02.292-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coles road'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rajneeti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dubey'/><title type='text'>Rajneeti - Roads are Slippery.</title><content type='html'>If asked to choose my favorite scene from Mahabharata, it would be when Krishan ji tells to Karna about his real mother for the first time. At the same time he asks him to join the Pandavas and also offers to make him the king once after Pandavas will be victorious. But the great Karna denies it and prefers to be loyal with his friend despite knowing that his death is certain there. I like this because probably it is the only time in whole Mahabharata when someone gives more importance to the values than to his / her personal gains. At other times, be it Kunti asking for the lives of her other five sons or Krishanji himself hiding the clouds to save Arjuna, everyone was driven by selfish reasons. Later on when Kunti comes to know that Karna is her own son and is eldest, she goes to meet Karna. Her conversation with Karna, for the first time as her eldest son, is so powerful in original Mahabharata. But it has been equally pathetcally enacted in the release of yesterday - Rajneeti. Dialogue delivery of Kunti in the movie, played by [1], looked really weak. However, despite this and ordinary background music, movie overall is good and is full of power packed performances of some of the finest actors(not heroes) of our times. Manoj Bajpai has done a fantastic job in the role of Duryodhana. Ranbir Kapoor has looked good as Arjuna. Arjun Rampal as "Dharmraj" Yudhishthar has been playful as expected ;) Ajay Devagan(Suraj) as Karna is flawless and needs no comments. Probably, Atul Kulkarni or someone younger,  would have looked better as Krishna in place of Nana Patekar. I mean it had to be someone of same age. Katrina is ......what to say !! can she be bad...ever :) :) Anyways, I give 4/5 ot the movie.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyways, if asked to pick up a scene from Rajneeti, it is when Ranbir Kapoor tells to Katrina that he likes her and wants to marry her[2]. He is lying and does so only for the money of Kat's father. Anyways, by now Ranbir kapoor had already lost his values so for him there is no confusion of saving them :) :) K[aminey]-factor in his eyes when he gives hug to her and looks into Nana Patekar for appraisal is so tormenting. Once a close friend of mine said "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If you live out your values, decision come out easily.&lt;/span&gt;" I love this line and my friend too. But then irony is people appreciate this line and at the same time manipulate it by replacing "live" with "leave" for their convenience!!. I was also wondering that sometimes roads of darkness are so slippery that if one starts falling one may not ever get a chance to recover. Ranbir Kapoor, in fact, says something similar in the end of the movie - "the shaitaan dialog". That is so true actually. Also, he goes back to his old good life.(guess i also need to do that ...).  The only thing I missed in the story was that Ranbir Kapoor is not informed till the end that Ajay Devagan was actually his real brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, enjoyed the midnight show with Dubey[below]. It is me and him sitting in cafe coffee day at coles road, bangalore just before the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Vips&lt;br /&gt;[1] Don't know her real name. And she is not even mentioned at http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Raajneeti .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2] Really liked when Kat says to Ranbir Kapoor later "If you don't love me that's OK. If you don't want to marry me, that's OK too. But at least don't play wiht my life. Don't just use me." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dubey -- The HOE(Highly Observant Eyes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/TAnJH5hRf7I/AAAAAAAABZM/KPOS4k1JtJ0/s1600/Photo0109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/TAnJH5hRf7I/AAAAAAAABZM/KPOS4k1JtJ0/s320/Photo0109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479131559209566130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself - Enjoying the Savoury Moments :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/TAnKVru-D-I/AAAAAAAABZY/VgJR-CDlhWU/s1600/Photo0112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/TAnKVru-D-I/AAAAAAAABZY/VgJR-CDlhWU/s320/Photo0112.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479132895538712546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3433675081957522270-4157318916383606313?l=aboutvipin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/feeds/4157318916383606313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3433675081957522270&amp;postID=4157318916383606313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/4157318916383606313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/4157318916383606313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/2010/06/rajneeti-roads-are-slippery.html' title='Rajneeti - Roads are Slippery.'/><author><name>vipin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16663996736833363024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SsAo7uljjLI/AAAAAAAABDk/P3JOpDAiuWA/S220/DSC_0098.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/TAnJH5hRf7I/AAAAAAAABZM/KPOS4k1JtJ0/s72-c/Photo0109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3433675081957522270.post-8531002578315115532</id><published>2010-05-11T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T11:40:24.860-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunrise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suicides'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eklavya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunset'/><title type='text'>Air is Thin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/S-rk_TQfjbI/AAAAAAAABYw/5L1CQpEyCxc/s1600/DSCN0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/S-rk_TQfjbI/AAAAAAAABYw/5L1CQpEyCxc/s320/DSCN0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470436473547230642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was another beautiful Sunday morning as my sight crossed the flowers visible from my bedroom. I was happy also for that after a struggle of one month, I had found a new maid. Soon after She rang the bell and after entering the house said that today she will work for trial and only if I liked her work I should offer her the job. I was a bit surprised on such a generous and professional behavior from a house maid. I nodded and silently moved on to my laptop. Maids are usually quiet while working at bachelor's houses but she kept on talking and telling me the things like why she had to leave her previous 7 years old employer, why doesn't she believe in advance payment and how important is the employer feedback for her. For a moment I was thinking if she reads career plus section of "The Hindu" newspaper seriously. At a point she also mentioned to me that she has an year and half old daughter who is constantly ill. Once she finished the work, we started the discussion on salary part. I offered her 100  bugs extra as her daughter was not well but in return asked her to be strictly regular. This made her come into tears. In a crumbling voice she told that she doesn't have any daughter actually. In fact she has a son who is more than 10 years old but his mind has not developed beyond 6 months. She also told that her husband is a drunkard and beats her. She was in big pain and with a heavy throat said that at many times she wanted to kill herself but it is her son for whom she is actually living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was upset and it reminded me of my last blog post on &lt;a href="http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-wonderful-life.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;suicides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I was recalling how I had orchestrated life to be beautiful for everyone in all circumstance and now today I was realizing that sometimes suicide is not even an option. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't take me much time to realize that Life is not fair always. It was not for "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ekalavya"&gt;Eklavya&lt;/a&gt;". It was not for "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Karna"&gt;Karna&lt;/a&gt;" either. It MIGHT not be fair for someone else too. But that's how life is [1].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While writing this post as a sequel of my previous post, I am seeing an analogy to "Before Sunset" which is sequel of movie "Before Sunrise". "Before Sunrise" is more of a romantic fantasy and  "Before Sunset" shows the brutal practicalities of life. When I had seen "Before Sunrise" for the first time, I was in air. I have seen it again a couple of times again after watching "Before Sunset" and now every time I watch it, I know "Air is thin". I know Air is thin but still I love to be in air. I love to watch the sunrise more than the sunset. And I wish Life to be more beautiful than unfair. For you, for me...for all of us. God bless us !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Vipin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/S-rlKKY7onI/AAAAAAAABY4/iSy0ggJTvL0/s1600/DSCN0444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/S-rlKKY7onI/AAAAAAAABY4/iSy0ggJTvL0/s320/DSCN0444.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470436660145267314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/S-rlTn0rH6I/AAAAAAAABZA/YLtSTn8yEIA/s1600/DSCN0422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/S-rlTn0rH6I/AAAAAAAABZA/YLtSTn8yEIA/s320/DSCN0422.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470436822665076642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3433675081957522270-8531002578315115532?l=aboutvipin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/feeds/8531002578315115532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3433675081957522270&amp;postID=8531002578315115532' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/8531002578315115532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/8531002578315115532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/2010/05/air-is-thin.html' title='Air is Thin'/><author><name>vipin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16663996736833363024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SsAo7uljjLI/AAAAAAAABDk/P3JOpDAiuWA/S220/DSC_0098.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/S-rk_TQfjbI/AAAAAAAABYw/5L1CQpEyCxc/s72-c/DSCN0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3433675081957522270.post-5595078413684694577</id><published>2009-12-23T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T09:00:09.199-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s a wonderful life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lethal social Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suicide'/><title type='text'>It's a Wonderful Life</title><content type='html'>Recently I watched &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0038650/"&gt;It's a Wonderful Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It's a good movie with a beautiful message on "Suicides". The movie gives a message that our life deliberately or non deliberately touches upon so many other lives. And no matter how worse the situation we might be in such that we hate our life, there still are many around us who need our presence. A beautiful thought ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As such I have always had a different opinion on suicide. I believe that if one ever feels that there is no point in living he/she must turn to "Lethal Social work". I term Lethal Social Work as a social work which might risk your life. For example to castigate the politicians/celebrities who have been proven guilty. Oh, there is no dearth of such people in India. With all different level of security around them, from one police man oustide house to Z-Security. One has plethora of options to choose from..... really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SzJL7UPqZkI/AAAAAAAABVA/duK9ZUZLAJ0/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SzJL7UPqZkI/AAAAAAAABVA/duK9ZUZLAJ0/s320/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418476784098895426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Death is inevitable but Life is certainly beautiful. Above are the beautiful wings of a butterfly. I found it in the corridor of my office and It was dead. Simply proves yet again ......that Life is Beautiful. Never think of loosing it until you have lived it with a purpose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-vipin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3433675081957522270-5595078413684694577?l=aboutvipin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/feeds/5595078413684694577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3433675081957522270&amp;postID=5595078413684694577' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/5595078413684694577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/5595078413684694577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-wonderful-life.html' title='It&apos;s a Wonderful Life'/><author><name>vipin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16663996736833363024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SsAo7uljjLI/AAAAAAAABDk/P3JOpDAiuWA/S220/DSC_0098.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SzJL7UPqZkI/AAAAAAAABVA/duK9ZUZLAJ0/s72-c/Picture+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3433675081957522270.post-2233764957904688287</id><published>2009-11-14T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T11:31:31.766-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cobweb'/><title type='text'>Cobweb of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/Sv8Bh5dSd4I/AAAAAAAABPk/uuhB2zbjFYw/s1600-h/DSC02056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/Sv8Bh5dSd4I/AAAAAAAABPk/uuhB2zbjFYw/s320/DSC02056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404039759738861442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how complex is the cobweb of problems in life, all that is need at times is just one good friend with you behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-vipin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3433675081957522270-2233764957904688287?l=aboutvipin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/feeds/2233764957904688287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3433675081957522270&amp;postID=2233764957904688287' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/2233764957904688287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/2233764957904688287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/2009/11/cobweb.html' title='Cobweb of Life'/><author><name>vipin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16663996736833363024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SsAo7uljjLI/AAAAAAAABDk/P3JOpDAiuWA/S220/DSC_0098.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/Sv8Bh5dSd4I/AAAAAAAABPk/uuhB2zbjFYw/s72-c/DSC02056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3433675081957522270.post-8339681417652860933</id><published>2009-09-26T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T20:33:16.912-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chithi aayee hai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brain drain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy nation'/><title type='text'>Man will die.... but not his ideas .......</title><content type='html'>Listend to "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=joMfVFAK5Qc"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Happy Nation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;". Liked it very much and really appreciate it for its lyrics. My initial reaction was how come in India we don't have such brilliant compositions. I mean something which has the capacity of moving not just the person, not just the people, but the whole country. I even supported my claim by thinking about the songs like "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cOfaYFIHt1g"&gt;Its my life&lt;/a&gt;", "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bbMZY3NkZok"&gt;In the end&lt;/a&gt;",  and movies such as "independence day", "Jurassic park", "Matrix","The Sixth sense" and many others &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But soonafter I realized that may be I am being cynical about our own abilities and achievements. I realized that abilities are more of an attribute of inidividuals rather than a property of a country. Its a different matter though that a few countries have mastered the art of bringing out the best of the talented people in tehir country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, as expected i was able to find out some of the magnum opus by our own people in India. I was easily able to recall some songs which would have caused a stir among the countrymen during their release and I am sure these still have the power to make the country move when needed.  here are some..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ae watan ..ae watan ..." &lt;br /&gt;"Ae mere watan ke logon "&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eYhLDCSzJbE"&gt;everything gonna be alright....jab tak dil mein hai faith ...&lt;/a&gt;"  --- I find this one very similar and stimulating as "its my life" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure there are many more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when thought of picking my favourite ( in the line making an impact), the one I decided to zero in on was "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q3UNkw1TJLc"&gt;chithi aayee hai chitthi aaye hai. Chitthi aayee hai&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel it was quite important as an issue to be touched upon in those 80's. May be not so important from the point of view of IITs that spend so much of money on making a smart engineer out of an intelligent brat. I mean you raise that point and people will always counterfeit the argument by saying that you give us the right environment (salary, security and blah blah blah) in India and we will "think of" coming back.  But it was certainly important from the point of view of parents who put their whole life in making the career of their children and never complain about the VERY SAME environment they had to bring up their children in :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, No, I AM NOT AGAINST the people moving out of India and settling out there.  I can defend very well the migrants' side of story around the topic "brain drain"[1]. But I just feel theme was important and uniquely related to India. And this score with superb voice of Pankaj udhas comprehended all about the topic very well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure though about how many people did this song really help them decide to come back to India. :) :) :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willing to listen any interesting stories around this .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-vipin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] Let me accept that news of UK raising the education limit for work VISAs to M-tech level for engineers brings a gloominess of feeling like India lost another match to Australia. But certainlut just that -- only to Autralia, not to Pakistan. I mean a kind of punch which gets down easily with a bunch of peanuts and sweet lime soda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3433675081957522270-8339681417652860933?l=aboutvipin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/feeds/8339681417652860933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3433675081957522270&amp;postID=8339681417652860933' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/8339681417652860933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/8339681417652860933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/2009/09/man-will-die-but-not-his-ideas.html' title='Man will die.... but not his ideas .......'/><author><name>vipin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16663996736833363024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SsAo7uljjLI/AAAAAAAABDk/P3JOpDAiuWA/S220/DSC_0098.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3433675081957522270.post-8072485119873329074</id><published>2009-08-20T23:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T10:19:23.680-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job naukri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rog mimickry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resign'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naukri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salary hike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resigning moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neend'/><title type='text'>Koi khaas wajah nahin hai ...........</title><content type='html'>I am into this bad habit of mixing the cinema into my life when I am too happy or too sad. I have seen only a handful of movies, may be 100 in total. However as many of my friends say, i usually remember best dialogues for most of the situations. For a last couple of days (or months may be) have had a HARD feeling about NAUKRI in general. Tried to superimpose the same over a scene from the movie ROG. Hope you like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;How you go:&lt;/span&gt; Watch the video first. and then read the later part.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HNuN1fdLupA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HNuN1fdLupA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Pichhle guruwar meine resign karne ki koshish ki.(Silence). Koi khaas wajah nahin hai, koi tanav bhi nahin hai.(silence ) Mann ubbbbb gaya hai. Ghar office. Office ghar. bugs. customer issues. (silence). Koi shikayat nahin hai. Shikayat nahin hai. Ab naukri ki hai to yeh sab to hoga hi.  Ajeeb sa ahsaas hai mann mein. Roj naya din nikalta hai mein wohi purana hoon. Duniya wahi purani hai. Mujhe laga yeh jo naukri ki gaadi chal rahi hai, mein isski chain kheenchta hoon aur mein uttar jaata hoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Doctor&lt;/span&gt;: To kiya kyun nahin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; 3 wajah hain. Yeh jo humein laptop milta hai. yeh office ka hai. Aur internet connection ka paisa bhi company deti hai. Mujhe laga saaala mein apna chain khardine ke liye company ke resource kyun waste karoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doosri. Mera roommate hai munna. usska bhai aaya hua tha Jabalpur se. Next day mujhe usska interview lena tha apni team ke liye. Mujhe laga meine resign kiya to isski naukri bhi chali jaayegi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teesri. Jaise hi resignation mail likhi mera dhyaan gaya neeche khidki se gallery ki taraf. Wahan pe Toyota Camry khadi hui. Mujhe laga saala isse dekhte dekhte to resign nahin kiya ja sakta. Mein jaise hi utha, khidki band ki, wapas aaya to phir woh MOMENT chala gaya. phir mera resign karne ka mann hi nahin kiya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Doctor:&lt;/span&gt; issi ko naukri kahte hain dost. itni aasaani se peecha nahin chhoregi. Achha neend to aati hai thik se. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; nahin aayeeee. nayee aayi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Doctor:&lt;/span&gt; Akhiri baar thik se kab soye they. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Last time. Last time picchle saal salary hike hui thi tab aaye thi neend. Khoob soya. Ghanton tak sota raha.(Silence) Kuchh bhi kaho neend to salary hike ke baad hi aati hai doctor sahab. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;All of a sudden manager enters the room.&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Manager:&lt;/span&gt; Achha thik hai ek kaam karo yeh 2/3 urgent customer issues hain. try to fix them. ho sakta hai pressure mein tumhara kaam karne ka thora mann kar jaaye. Otherwise we will have to try some radical treatments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; "radical treatment". hehehe:) Lay off karenge Lay-off. OK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3433675081957522270-8072485119873329074?l=aboutvipin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/feeds/8072485119873329074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3433675081957522270&amp;postID=8072485119873329074' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/8072485119873329074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/8072485119873329074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/2009/08/koi-khaas-wajah-nahin-hai.html' title='Koi khaas wajah nahin hai ...........'/><author><name>vipin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16663996736833363024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SsAo7uljjLI/AAAAAAAABDk/P3JOpDAiuWA/S220/DSC_0098.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3433675081957522270.post-4718460022075151740</id><published>2009-08-14T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T15:09:46.429-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first deewali in bangalore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vishwakarma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deewali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vishwakarma diwas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='battery life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laptop with lights'/><title type='text'>vishwakarma diwas, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SoXfqdlEgaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/EKA0ABaCcqM/s1600-h/IMG_0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SoXfqdlEgaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/EKA0ABaCcqM/s320/IMG_0352.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369944051296797090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day after Deewali comes the Vishwakarma Diwas. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vishvakarman"&gt;Viswakarma &lt;/a&gt;is considered as the Divine Architect. He is called 'Devashilpi' or 'The Architect of Gods'. He is the Hindu presiding deity of all craftsmen and architects. This day is specially celebrated among Vishwabrahmins. They bring out their equipments/weapons and worship them along with god Vishwakarma. I just thought it was a day to check the temperature resistance of my laptop also. It passed the test but didn't improve the battery life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends says that no matter where people are rest of the year but they must celebrate Deewali with whole family at native places. It was 2008. My first Deewali away from home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3433675081957522270-4718460022075151740?l=aboutvipin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/feeds/4718460022075151740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3433675081957522270&amp;postID=4718460022075151740' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/4718460022075151740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/4718460022075151740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/2009/08/vishwakarma-diwas-2008.html' title='vishwakarma diwas, 2008'/><author><name>vipin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16663996736833363024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SsAo7uljjLI/AAAAAAAABDk/P3JOpDAiuWA/S220/DSC_0098.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SoXfqdlEgaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/EKA0ABaCcqM/s72-c/IMG_0352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3433675081957522270.post-724852024912708914</id><published>2009-06-05T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:47:53.190-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper cup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life in a corner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pen holder'/><title type='text'>Life in a Corner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SijMxX8A4rI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/3IcWt-H6IdM/s1600-h/corner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:centre; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SijMxX8A4rI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/3IcWt-H6IdM/s320/corner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343746106486481586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ek konne mein simti si yeh zindagi, &lt;br /&gt;Uljhe se sawalon mein yeh jhulsi si jindagi !&lt;br /&gt;Suljhane ko to suljhale isse aaj magar,&lt;br /&gt;per bina uljhan ke bhi yeh kya hogi jindagi !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this photo. Paper cup has been attached with the help of board pins. Pins are inserted into the clothing put on metallic frames. It works good as a pen holder !! I started first using it like this. Many people liked it and replicated the theme.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3433675081957522270-724852024912708914?l=aboutvipin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/feeds/724852024912708914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3433675081957522270&amp;postID=724852024912708914' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/724852024912708914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/724852024912708914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-in-corner.html' title='Life in a Corner'/><author><name>vipin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16663996736833363024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SsAo7uljjLI/AAAAAAAABDk/P3JOpDAiuWA/S220/DSC_0098.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SijMxX8A4rI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/3IcWt-H6IdM/s72-c/corner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3433675081957522270.post-3127534874573493317</id><published>2009-05-24T22:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T22:48:49.358-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at forty thirty....'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='age factor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='different stages of life'/><title type='text'>Age Factor -II</title><content type='html'>&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling that at least at an abstract level &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/2009/05/age-factor.html"&gt;these lines&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/2009/05/age-factor.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are very true and so I am just giving an attempt to translate it to English for a wider opinion/viewing by/for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Age Factor&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;Age is Ten,&lt;br /&gt;This  world  is HIS Dan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age is Twenty,&lt;br /&gt;Energy is plenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age is thirty,&lt;br /&gt;No more flirty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** hmmm had to be something better…something rhyming but better …but seeing most of my friends giving up their bachelorhood in late 20s made me write so : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Age is Forty,&lt;br /&gt;Kind of Empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** hehehehe. At least people like me are empty starting from their twenty itself and without owning a flat : ) but wait we own 3 Levis, 2 wrangler and one Dockers jeans. That’s quite a big investments right !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Age is fifty,&lt;br /&gt;Expectations are hefty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age is Sixty,&lt;br /&gt;No more sporty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age is Seventy,&lt;br /&gt;Mind is absentee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age is eighty,&lt;br /&gt;Finds Pizza chocolaty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age is Ninety,&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter if he sh*ts where he sits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age is hundred&lt;br /&gt;Who cares for a thunder (storm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3433675081957522270-3127534874573493317?l=aboutvipin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/feeds/3127534874573493317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3433675081957522270&amp;postID=3127534874573493317' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/3127534874573493317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/3127534874573493317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/2009/05/age-factor-ii.html' title='Age Factor -II'/><author><name>vipin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16663996736833363024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SsAo7uljjLI/AAAAAAAABDk/P3JOpDAiuWA/S220/DSC_0098.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3433675081957522270.post-8284198479348771483</id><published>2009-05-20T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T21:19:42.654-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stages of life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='age factor'/><title type='text'>The Age Factor- Part I</title><content type='html'>Probably around 12 years back, I heard these few lines in Hindi about the different stages of life.  For different reasons, I am feeling that these are really true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Age factor I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Hindi Version.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check &lt;a href="http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/2009/05/age-factor-ii.html"&gt;English Version&lt;/a&gt; here .&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Umra hui Das,&lt;br /&gt;Khoob khel khoob hans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umra hui Bees,&lt;br /&gt;Auron ki karne laga rees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**"rees" means to copy others. Particularly in terms of demanding the things which others have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Umra hui Tees,&lt;br /&gt;badon ki manne laga seekh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Umra hui chalees,&lt;br /&gt;ho gaya khalis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*** Hey this is interesting!! khalis has been referred here as empty of money. Sometime back I was reading an article saying that most of Indians from 1960s till early 1990s made investments in terms of owning a home in their late thirties. People used to buy home when they were around 40 and then will keep repaying the loan for next 20-30 years. So quite true that around 40 a man will be empty of money. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Umra hui pachaas,&lt;br /&gt;auron se karne laga aas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** Well, it was the age when man starts thinking of marriages/career of his children. Probably for the first time he realizes that there are certain things in this world he cann't do alone. He had to take the help of others. Nowadays, shaadi.com are making him independent in this matter too but in those days marriages used to happen through references only. He could nothing but ask others for help in these matters. Just thinking how relevant it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Umra hui Sath&lt;br /&gt;haat mein le liya lath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umra hui sattar&lt;br /&gt;Akal pe pad gaye pathar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umra hui Assi,&lt;br /&gt;peeta hai doodh kehta hai lassi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umra hui nabbay&lt;br /&gt;jahan khata hai wahin H**gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umra hui Sau&lt;br /&gt;Dirr raha na bhaun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3433675081957522270-8284198479348771483?l=aboutvipin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/feeds/8284198479348771483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3433675081957522270&amp;postID=8284198479348771483' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/8284198479348771483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/8284198479348771483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/2009/05/age-factor.html' title='The Age Factor- Part I'/><author><name>vipin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16663996736833363024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SsAo7uljjLI/AAAAAAAABDk/P3JOpDAiuWA/S220/DSC_0098.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3433675081957522270.post-5307753797823799714</id><published>2009-04-28T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T04:29:06.434-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women empowerment'/><title type='text'>WE 4 Women Empowerment</title><content type='html'>For a long time, I have been breaking my first name further into two parts. vipin =&gt; We Pin. Asked often about the meaning of "WE" but I haven't ever been able to give any firm answer. Probably because I didn't have any. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SfbnciyjueI/AAAAAAAAAyo/hUKpKlMYQM4/s1600-h/WE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SfbnciyjueI/AAAAAAAAAyo/hUKpKlMYQM4/s320/WE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329701686600776162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While surfing on the web today, got this beautiful pic. It was followed by two big capital letters. Letters were "WE". referring to Women Empowerment. I love it. I guess I got the true meaning of WE today. I wish I could do something for WE in future[1].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- We Pin [2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] Inspired by Virendra, my ex-roommate. Well, it was just another sunday evening and over the tea Virendra threw us a question. "What will you do, if you get Rs. 5 Crore today?" My answer was to visit Las vegas again I guess. I don't remember Gaurav and Shantanu's answer but they were sensible and certainly better than mine :-). When I asked Virendra what he will do with the money, he expressed his wish to open a school for poor girls with good quality standards. Bingo !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2] Will not break it any further until I or (mostly) VIRENDRA does something for WE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3433675081957522270-5307753797823799714?l=aboutvipin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/feeds/5307753797823799714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3433675081957522270&amp;postID=5307753797823799714' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/5307753797823799714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/5307753797823799714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-long-time-i-have-been-breaking-my.html' title='WE 4 Women Empowerment'/><author><name>vipin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16663996736833363024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SsAo7uljjLI/AAAAAAAABDk/P3JOpDAiuWA/S220/DSC_0098.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SfbnciyjueI/AAAAAAAAAyo/hUKpKlMYQM4/s72-c/WE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3433675081957522270.post-2619626586126022338</id><published>2009-03-27T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T01:25:56.534-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugadi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chutney dish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugadi cow'/><title type='text'>Happy Ugadi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Happy Ugadi&lt;/span&gt; to all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting some Random Thoughts here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;English Gotilla&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/ScyCw07xvPI/AAAAAAAAAxg/MrzgSUi-KvQ/s1600-h/ugadi.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:centre; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 305px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/ScyCw07xvPI/AAAAAAAAAxg/MrzgSUi-KvQ/s320/ugadi.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317769035372412146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday got a message from my Gym trainer/friend, Anand, for advance Ugadi wishes. I thanked him and forwarded the message to some of my local friends today. Message had some non-Hindi, non-English words. I guess it was Kannada. But later on came to know that those words indecent. I guess I must learn Kannada. At least now after this faux-pas. I wish  10 months from now, when the street vendor tells me the price of Tomato as sixty Rs./KG i will tell her "English Gotilla" (hhhehehe) and may be will usher a few more words in Kannada that will mean "you are trying to overcharge me". Btw, i don't know what is written in the image above. But i guess it is something good. And I guess it is "Happy Ugadi" &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Drawing Book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/ScyDByAKsiI/AAAAAAAAAxo/XxQXiVArcVY/s1600-h/ugadi-cow.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:centre; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/ScyDByAKsiI/AAAAAAAAAxo/XxQXiVArcVY/s320/ugadi-cow.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317769326643294754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this one is another pic which symbolizes Ugadi festival. But to me it reminds more of my 6/7 standard drawing book. I [used to] love drawing. Common themes in those those books were "Sunrise", "Mother and Child", "Street Hawker" and more ..........Had i studied in Bangalore I would have loved to draw the above one too. But won't do it now. TVS Gold and Samsung keyboards have taken all the little art I had in me. Or at least I can give it as an excuse for slipping into bed for 4 hours NAP on holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Missing "EAT"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/ScyDMqPUbRI/AAAAAAAAAxw/ZGRNE7SG2bs/s1600-h/ugadi_pachadi_andhra_traditional_sweet_bitter_chutney.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:centre; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/ScyDMqPUbRI/AAAAAAAAAxw/ZGRNE7SG2bs/s320/ugadi_pachadi_andhra_traditional_sweet_bitter_chutney.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317769513537924370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, "Kheer" and festival in north India are synonymous. Don't know the name of above dish but it is equally or more tempting. But it is difficult to get it in restaurant &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt; and cook doesn't know how to prepare it, like most of the other dishes which might require his significant time. Well, he is from Orissa and a nice guy, I have no complaints to him. It is more of my mistake of not having local residents as friends here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, once again to all of you  - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAPPY UGADI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy Maddi. &lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;vipin&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] Certainly Yahoo Image Search is better but at least that much relevance I can assume in search results from Google Image Search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2] As most of my friends say and I have also experienced, if you really want to taste South Indian food; taste it when home made. Restaurants in no way can bring that taste in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3433675081957522270-2619626586126022338?l=aboutvipin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/feeds/2619626586126022338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3433675081957522270&amp;postID=2619626586126022338' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/2619626586126022338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/2619626586126022338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-ugadi.html' title='Happy Ugadi'/><author><name>vipin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16663996736833363024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SsAo7uljjLI/AAAAAAAABDk/P3JOpDAiuWA/S220/DSC_0098.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/ScyCw07xvPI/AAAAAAAAAxg/MrzgSUi-KvQ/s72-c/ugadi.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3433675081957522270.post-9141666775376889969</id><published>2009-02-07T04:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T06:08:51.626-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marigold flower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in laws'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sasuraal'/><title type='text'>Sasural genda phool</title><content type='html'>Sasural genda &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;fool [3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SY1_vjDrYmI/AAAAAAAAAvM/Ork_nBBzqII/s1600-h/Yellow_French_Marigold_Flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:centre; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SY1_vjDrYmI/AAAAAAAAAvM/Ork_nBBzqII/s320/Yellow_French_Marigold_Flower.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300032791326188130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Saiyaan chhed deve&lt;br /&gt;Nanad chutki leve&lt;br /&gt;Sasural genda phool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saas gaari deve&lt;br /&gt;Dewar samjha leve&lt;br /&gt;Sasural genda phool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chhora babul ka angna&lt;br /&gt;Bhaave dera piya ka ho&lt;br /&gt;Sasural genda phool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saiyan hai vyapaari&lt;br /&gt;Chale hai pardesh&lt;br /&gt;Suratiya nihaarun&lt;br /&gt;Jiyara bhari hoye&lt;br /&gt;Sasural Genda phool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saas gaari deve&lt;br /&gt;Devar ji saamjha deve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chooda babul ka angana&lt;br /&gt;Bhave dera piya ka hooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bushat[2]&lt;/span&gt; pahene&lt;br /&gt;Khayike Beda Paan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Pure raipur se alag hai &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saiyan ji ki shaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chooda babul ka angana&lt;br /&gt;Bhave dera piya ka hooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oye hoye hoye &lt;br /&gt;oye hoye hoye&lt;br /&gt;oye hoye hoye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched this &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/d0RCVX1Wgw4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;yesterday for the first time and I am addicted to it. Already listened it for 50 times. Having such an addiction to a song after a long time. Last one i remember was with "Naina Thag lenge" from Omkaara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways, lyrics are just too good. "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Sasu ji gaali devien, devarjee samjha devien......&lt;/span&gt;" Too good and too real. I was discussing it with my friend Dubey and came to know that "Gendaa"(Marigold, english name) is unique in the sense that every leaf/petal of the flower is a flower in itself scientifically. I also remember something similar. Anyways, If Dubey is saying, it must be right. He knows about such complex things better than anyone else i know, so no arguments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I have got it correctly, song writer wants to say that every new relation a girl gets after marriage is like the leaf of Marigold flower, i.e. a flower in itself. And all these flowers come together in a single pack - "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Sasural&lt;/span&gt;". &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Such a sweet lines&lt;/span&gt;. I wish they were true for every girl. Unfortunately they are not. It's not a Marigold for every girl. For some it's a "Gandaa phool" and not "Gendaa phool" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I think I must not spoil your mood. Listen the song if you liked the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;[1]. Dedicated to "Just Married" Raipur Couple - &lt;a href="http://www.orkut.co.in/Main#FullProfile.aspx?rl=pcb&amp;uid=4428716863901085602"&gt;Shantanu &lt;/a&gt; and Mumnun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2]. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bushat &lt;/span&gt;- ha ha. Liked it. Okie as far as my self developed conception says "Bushat" is a half sleeve shirt and "Kameej" is a full sleeve one. But not sure if it is a misconception. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3]. Fool or Phool ?? - I know. I know. It's a "phool" and not "fool". But it has a "slumdog millionaire" like back flash story of my school life attached to it.  Rashmi, Haroon are you listening? One day I will tell you what it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3433675081957522270-9141666775376889969?l=aboutvipin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/feeds/9141666775376889969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3433675081957522270&amp;postID=9141666775376889969' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/9141666775376889969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/9141666775376889969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/2009/02/sasuraal-gendaa-fool.html' title='Sasural genda phool'/><author><name>vipin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16663996736833363024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SsAo7uljjLI/AAAAAAAABDk/P3JOpDAiuWA/S220/DSC_0098.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SY1_vjDrYmI/AAAAAAAAAvM/Ork_nBBzqII/s72-c/Yellow_French_Marigold_Flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3433675081957522270.post-7997681008285322770</id><published>2009-01-22T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T12:09:57.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 wickets down in a single day.</title><content type='html'>23/JAN/2009&lt;br /&gt;In the test match of life, my team lost three wickets in a single day - Anshul, Mohit and Prashant. I am happy for all of them. Well played Boyz!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blazing knock by Prashant pant alias Sehwag, the Delhi ka chhora. But very well caught and bowled by Pragati bhabhi(McGrawth). Was not in dressing room when Anshul got out. Others told me about his superb batting. Mohit ,as expected a respected,  strong &amp; silent innings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain DP is on the crease. He is the wall, Rahul Dravid. People think he will be able to save the match. Even he thinks that he will stand there forever. But few deliveries can beat any defense. I am seeing the cracks in wall. Eagerly waiting for him to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eagerly waiting to see the hard hitting by - Gaurav, Faiz, Virendra, Tushar, Dubey, Pankaj, &lt;list is endless&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier Wickets (Engaged) - Jitin, Gaurav.&lt;br /&gt;Recently Retired (just married) - Shantanu, Nadir. &lt;br /&gt;Coaches of Cricket(Married for more than 2 months )- Nitin, Deepak, Baljeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Projected score - All out by 31/DEC/2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates brought to you by - "The 12th Man". &lt;br /&gt;Happy to sit outside&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3433675081957522270-7997681008285322770?l=aboutvipin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/feeds/7997681008285322770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3433675081957522270&amp;postID=7997681008285322770' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/7997681008285322770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/7997681008285322770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/2009/01/3-wickets-down-in-single-day.html' title='3 wickets down in a single day.'/><author><name>vipin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16663996736833363024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SsAo7uljjLI/AAAAAAAABDk/P3JOpDAiuWA/S220/DSC_0098.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3433675081957522270.post-8444313751483024918</id><published>2009-01-18T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T15:25:09.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing Raipur / Bilaspur</title><content type='html'>Feeling so sad for missing Shantanu's marriage. Really wanted to go to Raipur. &lt;br /&gt;I wish I get to go there again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow happened to explore more about Bilaspur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General Information - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bilaspur,_Chhattisgarh&lt;br /&gt;Seems to be a very nice place. As such I want to visit all the small ( as compared to metros like Delhi) cities in India but this one seems to be even more interesting. A lot of interesting facts. &lt;br /&gt;   - Regional hub for south east railway.&lt;br /&gt;   - Giraudhpuri&lt;br /&gt;   - Arpa river , Maikal range&lt;br /&gt;   - Bhoramdeb said to be mini Khajuraho&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I also happened to be visiting Kendriya Vidyalaya, Bilaspur website.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.kvbilaspur.com/think/&lt;br /&gt;  - ha ha Teacher's section has more activity than student section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, http://www.kvbilaspur.com/aboutus/ictinfra.asp School has 10 Mbps link. We didn't have internet in college. India badal raha hai . Chalo achha hai ..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3433675081957522270-8444313751483024918?l=aboutvipin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/feeds/8444313751483024918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3433675081957522270&amp;postID=8444313751483024918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/8444313751483024918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/8444313751483024918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/2009/01/missing-raipur-bilaspur.html' title='missing Raipur / Bilaspur'/><author><name>vipin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16663996736833363024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SsAo7uljjLI/AAAAAAAABDk/P3JOpDAiuWA/S220/DSC_0098.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3433675081957522270.post-4770907545511581121</id><published>2008-12-23T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T00:24:52.720-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunrise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='height'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plane'/><title type='text'>Sunrise @ 30K Ft.</title><content type='html'>I was planning it for last three years. Three years back I had taken an early morning flight and had seen the beautiful sunrise at a similar height. It was good but not marvelous because of the foggy day at Delhi. But I was also not sad as I didn't have the camera too to capture the magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years later I planned it and I guess I planned it very well. Took the flight from Bangalore to avoid any fog issues and you clouds don't reach that height. Took the flight which had departure starting at 06:10 AM ,totally dark, to witness the rise of every single ray from sun. Took the window seat and that too towards the East (Person who gave the boarding pass, literally killed me with her looks on being so specific about the seat). And the most, said NO to Machoman and his team for Gokarna trip. BUT I GUESS IT WAS ALL WORTH IT. And I am sure you can't deny. Not due to my fear but because images below won;t let you do so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SVG_MUUQVCI/AAAAAAAAAr4/XGLyGR1JneU/s1600-h/IMG_0646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SVG_MUUQVCI/AAAAAAAAAr4/XGLyGR1JneU/s320/IMG_0646.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283214056215303202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SVG_3W1Nk3I/AAAAAAAAAsA/fELUIk7UlP8/s1600-h/IMG_0647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SVG_3W1Nk3I/AAAAAAAAAsA/fELUIk7UlP8/s320/IMG_0647.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283214795624780658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SVHBTg3-djI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nus3GpYA94o/s1600-h/IMG_0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SVHBTg3-djI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nus3GpYA94o/s320/IMG_0672.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283216378868692530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SVHDbseDPRI/AAAAAAAAAsY/t9rPxAHdTqA/s1600-h/IMG_0678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SVHDbseDPRI/AAAAAAAAAsY/t9rPxAHdTqA/s320/IMG_0678.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283218718443388178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is My Precious master&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SVHAl3SOcfI/AAAAAAAAAsI/Es1Pk85L2TY/s1600-h/IMG_0649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SVHAl3SOcfI/AAAAAAAAAsI/Es1Pk85L2TY/s320/IMG_0649.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283215594610389490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here comes the Lord of the Ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SV2HND0sIPI/AAAAAAAAAtU/_5vSGynlhn0/s1600-h/IMG_0694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SV2HND0sIPI/AAAAAAAAAtU/_5vSGynlhn0/s320/IMG_0694.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286530196037181682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3433675081957522270-4770907545511581121?l=aboutvipin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/feeds/4770907545511581121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3433675081957522270&amp;postID=4770907545511581121' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/4770907545511581121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/4770907545511581121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/2008/12/sunrise-30k-ft.html' title='Sunrise @ 30K Ft.'/><author><name>vipin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16663996736833363024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SsAo7uljjLI/AAAAAAAABDk/P3JOpDAiuWA/S220/DSC_0098.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SVG_MUUQVCI/AAAAAAAAAr4/XGLyGR1JneU/s72-c/IMG_0646.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3433675081957522270.post-7836004535948590442</id><published>2008-12-20T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T00:24:52.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginning - Inspired by Priyanka &amp; Chuck</title><content type='html'>I wanted to do something like this for a long time, perhaps since when I came out of my shell of Yamuna Par in class 6th. But like many others, this activity also did get nothing as a favor of execution but just a place on my TO-DO list (which perhaps has grown to be the longest in the world now). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SU2__4N3y3I/AAAAAAAAAoU/r07oUZZO0oQ/s1600-h/IMG_0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SU2__4N3y3I/AAAAAAAAAoU/r07oUZZO0oQ/s320/IMG_0672.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282089042118691698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, finally, this long time &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Action Item&lt;/span&gt; gets the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Action in Time&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://newyorkdailyphoto.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chuck's&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://delhiphotodairy.blogspot.com"&gt;Priyanka 's&lt;/a&gt; photo diaries for inspiring me to start this before I die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to Shantanu for providing his camera for my first photo of this diary - Sunrise in Bangalore @ 20000Ft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Chitrangad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3433675081957522270-7836004535948590442?l=aboutvipin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/feeds/7836004535948590442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3433675081957522270&amp;postID=7836004535948590442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/7836004535948590442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/7836004535948590442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/2008/12/beginning-inspired-by-priyanka-chuck.html' title='Beginning - Inspired by Priyanka &amp;amp; Chuck'/><author><name>vipin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16663996736833363024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SsAo7uljjLI/AAAAAAAABDk/P3JOpDAiuWA/S220/DSC_0098.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SU2__4N3y3I/AAAAAAAAAoU/r07oUZZO0oQ/s72-c/IMG_0672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3433675081957522270.post-264169470532679270</id><published>2008-11-30T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T05:10:45.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>INSIDE MAN</title><content type='html'>Choose this name of blog for two reasons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. This blog is more about me. It just touches upon the things INSIDE me. Actually I am quite fed up of LIMITS on orkut. Moreover it pushes the people to  login. So just thought of making the interface to me Generic, independent of implementation (Orkut or Facebook or Tagged). ha ha OOPS ke concept kahin bhi lag jaate hain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. INSIDE MAN is the only English movie, I know, which has copied something from Bollywood.  In the original movie, casting shown with the "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=ZhrZXnFSFGQ"&gt;chhaiya chhaiya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" song running in background. So just thought of putting it here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3433675081957522270-264169470532679270?l=aboutvipin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/feeds/264169470532679270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3433675081957522270&amp;postID=264169470532679270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/264169470532679270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/264169470532679270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/2008/11/inside-man.html' title='INSIDE MAN'/><author><name>vipin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16663996736833363024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SsAo7uljjLI/AAAAAAAABDk/P3JOpDAiuWA/S220/DSC_0098.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3433675081957522270.post-3959539597330774213</id><published>2008-11-30T05:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T03:59:57.482-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs i like'/><title type='text'>My Favourite Songs</title><content type='html'>Sorry if you expected some kind of categorization from me. I just don't have any knowledge of music. To me Rock and Rag Bhairvi are just two terms. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Just warning you before you move ahead and spend another 10-15 minutes on this page further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of Music I Love to listen.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love mostly the songs with good lyrics. And most of the times only sad songs have good lyrics. On the other day, I and G.D. (my friend) were discussing the same thing and he correctly pointed out that other than sad songs , particularly new ones, use a special dictionary which has merely 20-30 words. You can really count these words on your tips. In fact you will notice most of these can be derived from  "dil vich" , "soniye" , "mahiye" ,"soni" , "ishq" and blah blah blah. And yes how can we forget "tanhaiiiiiiiiiyyyyyyyyyyyaaaaannnnnn"  Seriously, sounds ridiculous to me. I am not saying that I don't listen to them but usually not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm I don't think It makes sense to put a list of songs here but i think keeping it is not a bad idea either because this post might work as a bookmark for youtube videos. A bookmark independent of browser, system or account. A bookmark for anyone. Anyone and everyone who shares the taste of music with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;bajaate raho&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=cXcQosHe0DE&amp;feature=related"&gt;suraj hua madham&lt;/a&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=TqM1TgT5tig"&gt;chandi jaisa roop hai tera&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=CIA4CE9dZdA"&gt;teri ore ...teri ore ...teri ore hye rabba&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=njnyAxY0n5M"&gt;chandni raatien&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=36IRy4rmcZw"&gt;kya yehi pyaar hai&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=WV_D63SS19k"&gt;agar tum mil jaao&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=oHgvg7O1tBU"&gt;Awaarapan Banzaarapan&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"Zindagi kaisi hai paheli hai."&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=-jmR9RwsM3A"&gt;Toota toota ek parinda&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=2i6_s0Rcn24"&gt;sacrifice&lt;/a&gt;" by elton john&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=ZcifndLkEyM"&gt;Quit playing games with my heart&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Kailash Kher's songs are good too. His songs have good lyrics and he gives a very good traditional touch too in his videos. for example ....&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=onu2_3NCivM"&gt;kaise mein kahoon ke&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" - Those traditional things like salwar kameej, temple , ghats, river.. Isn't that just too good.&lt;br /&gt;"teri deewani" -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"k&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=f9H2AA6frAY"&gt;hul ke muskura le tu&lt;/a&gt;" - hey this one you might not have heard ever but it is just too beautiful&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=xqYGYV3X3xU&amp;feature=related"&gt;Meine Dil se kaha&lt;/a&gt;" - &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;dard yeh raas na aaye maja to bas gum mein aaya hai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ghar aaja soniye"&lt;br /&gt;"mangaru maliye" (sometimes language also doesn't matter )&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=_3Sfv29pzn0"&gt;Dil hoom hoom kare&lt;/a&gt;" - &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;teri unchi attariiii meine pankh liye katwaaye .....just too good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=ef2T5ISdRJA"&gt;tera mera rishta puraana&lt;/a&gt;" -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=qz_FLvkJQP4"&gt;aaja re - noorie&lt;/a&gt; "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3433675081957522270-3959539597330774213?l=aboutvipin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/feeds/3959539597330774213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3433675081957522270&amp;postID=3959539597330774213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/3959539597330774213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/3959539597330774213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-music.html' title='My Favourite Songs'/><author><name>vipin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16663996736833363024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SsAo7uljjLI/AAAAAAAABDk/P3JOpDAiuWA/S220/DSC_0098.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3433675081957522270.post-6899046017153946212</id><published>2008-11-12T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T06:42:12.188-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vipin'/><title type='text'>My Quotes</title><content type='html'>My friends say, my one liners are not that bad and are quite funny too sometimes. I thought I must put serious ones here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;b&gt;"You need not hit every stone on the way to take the lessons of falling. Leave some for your enemies too. :-):-)"&lt;/b&gt; - 21- Dec - 2011. Pasted it on Twitter on 29 Jun 10. I must have linked my Google Buzz to twitter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;b&gt;"Making prophecies doesn't belong to my interests but I like the way future works."&lt;/b&gt; - 06/Sep/2009. On seeing the way ppl look at the forwcast of Nostra damus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Do not Deride of my Desultory life. It will take me just a few DECADES to Disabuse you of the belief."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - vIpIn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Few things just get better with the time. Such is my bad luck."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; -vpn [On my investments in stock market ] - &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SR8tQA75tUI/AAAAAAAAAeo/QpUDzQ9L79M/s1600-h/stock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SR8tQA75tUI/AAAAAAAAAeo/QpUDzQ9L79M/s320/stock.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268979842199172418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I can make programs much better than computers can write. But only they can execute.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/span&gt; - v[i]p[i]n , A combined thought on my failure to execute Pondichery trip and facing difficulty in automatic C Code generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Limits are not to contain me.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" - Comment on Orkut after putting testimonials for my friends on Blog and the putting link in their profiles to overcome testimonial character limit :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"To feel the universe you needn't touch it from outside, but just view things inside it in a different shade."&lt;/span&gt; -  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SR8rdPuSN5I/AAAAAAAAAeY/i6R4KSg2oWM/s1600-h/IMG_0328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SR8rdPuSN5I/AAAAAAAAAeY/i6R4KSg2oWM/s320/IMG_0328.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268977870483634066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;"When there are news of lay offs around, you better start reading books on entrepreneurship."&lt;/b&gt;  - After seeing at least one positive thing in lay offs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;[lack]&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;itter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;[riday]&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;act&lt;/span&gt;" - On being asked, How did I find the movie "Black Friday".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. _Removed _intentionally- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Of all the stones I have, I love the ones in my kidney the most. They bring with them a free LICENSE TO DRINK [a lot of water]."&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;- Initial thoughts after Doctor recommended beer to dissolve kidney stones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Do what you love. Call it a venture. And if not successful tell the people that it was adventure."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - We Pin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"In every bad phase of your life you have an option to be a PSYCHO or a PSYCHIATRIST. I suggest you to be the one which is more difficult to be."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12/Mar/09 - ITPL Shuttle, 9:10 AM, near Tippasandra. While reading the book  - "The Road Less Travelled." - by M. Scott Peck.  This book is damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;b&gt;"Life will be no better to enjoy it later."&lt;/b&gt;  - April 01, 2009. Just wrote like that as my caption. Cheruku liked it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3433675081957522270-6899046017153946212?l=aboutvipin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/feeds/6899046017153946212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3433675081957522270&amp;postID=6899046017153946212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/6899046017153946212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3433675081957522270/posts/default/6899046017153946212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutvipin.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-quotes.html' title='My Quotes'/><author><name>vipin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16663996736833363024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SsAo7uljjLI/AAAAAAAABDk/P3JOpDAiuWA/S220/DSC_0098.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NtMNZOlEjU/SR8tQA75tUI/AAAAAAAAAeo/QpUDzQ9L79M/s72-c/stock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
