<?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-372843314980366831</id><updated>2011-12-30T19:18:49.422-08:00</updated><category term='Tag'/><category term='New Year'/><category term='cricket'/><category term='Weekend'/><category term='Re-visited'/><category term='IPL'/><category term='MP3'/><category term='Graduation'/><category term='Century'/><category term='My Love'/><category term='bored'/><category term='Summon-Up'/><category term='alone'/><category term='Cycling'/><category term='Speech'/><category term=':)'/><category term='reward'/><category term='nostalgic'/><category term='Movie'/><category term='hang-out'/><category term='trip'/><category term='Blog review'/><category term='beamer'/><category term='Critic'/><category term='ecstasy'/><category term='Achievement'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Chennai'/><category term='confused'/><category term='sick'/><category term='First'/><category term='Book'/><category term='Re-Union'/><category term='Gurgaon'/><category term='GOD'/><title type='text'>My Scribblings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-6597478289765461857</id><published>2011-01-16T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T03:16:15.523-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I met a guy in 2010. Curly haired brown colored typical guy. I met him in a strange manner. My friend and I planned for a weekend gateway and this guy was a friend of him who also popped in. when we finally started for the trip my friend dropped out which ends up in me and his couple of friends going. I have no idea about these guys till then. We boarded the train and in next 5 mins I am in deep sleep. Whenever I am awake I see this guy talking in the phone and I never bothered to disturb him. Finally in the night we started talking and we started with sharing some usual stuff and then with no time we found our self sharing our personal life. We end up talking the whole night we connected instantaneously we talked about everything and most of it was about girls what else is important in guys life. Our silent’s communicated more than our words. At the end of the trip we both became a good friend. This guy is not a usual guy who I meet in my daily life. He doesn’t want to get into the corporate life, his passion is different. His dreams are for the society.  He is loyal to his girl friend’s .Yes he had 2 girl friends and he doesn’t feel happy but about that. The important point is there are very few people who we come across in our life and they mark a big impression in our life and jus moves away without big fuss and it is not that you keep thinking about them all the time but there impression never get erases from our life. After the trip he and I moved on with our life I donno whether I will meet him again or not in my life. But I am glad I met him in this life.&lt;br /&gt;Is there any other name to this kind of passing cloud relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S this post may sound like gay but I am not. not not not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-6597478289765461857?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/6597478289765461857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=6597478289765461857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/6597478289765461857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/6597478289765461857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-met-guy-in-2010.html' title=''/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-4406462195518157750</id><published>2010-11-25T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T05:29:35.437-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alone'/><title type='text'>You're Beautiful</title><content type='html'>I Shouldn't have done it,&lt;br /&gt;I should have ignored it&lt;br /&gt;Like it wouldn't be seen,&lt;br /&gt;like it couldn't be seen&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I should have seen you&lt;br /&gt;I Should have run away,&lt;br /&gt;I should have pretended not to hear,&lt;br /&gt;like it wouldn't be heard,&lt;br /&gt;like it couldn't be heard...&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have listened to your love...&lt;br /&gt;Without a word, you made me know love&lt;br /&gt;Without a word, you gave me your love&lt;br /&gt;Made me fill myself with your&lt;br /&gt;every breath, then you ran away&lt;br /&gt;Without a word, love left me&lt;br /&gt;Without a word, love tossed me aside&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing what to say, &lt;br /&gt;my lips must have been surprised,&lt;br /&gt;because you came without a word...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. a song from a beautiful Korean drama named You're Beautiful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-4406462195518157750?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/4406462195518157750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=4406462195518157750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/4406462195518157750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/4406462195518157750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2010/11/youre-beautiful.html' title='You&apos;re Beautiful'/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-1608987223642705864</id><published>2010-09-18T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T14:53:13.980-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ecstasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Survival is not happiness&lt;br /&gt;U can survive wherever u go but happiness hmmm. &lt;br /&gt;U can feel happy only when u r happy&lt;br /&gt;but survival u can do anywhere if u have the right instinct. &lt;br /&gt;I don’t want survival&lt;br /&gt;I want happiness in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-1608987223642705864?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-7878882942353794700</id><published>2010-03-07T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T10:42:30.588-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alone'/><title type='text'>Donno</title><content type='html'>Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;so many things running thru the mind.. &lt;br /&gt;donno wat to pen down.. &lt;br /&gt;but as always that’s ME… confused.. &lt;br /&gt;Jack of all Master of none.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-7878882942353794700?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-5101118893350224366</id><published>2010-02-15T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T22:40:49.163-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ecstasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'>My Love</title><content type='html'>Been waiting for her a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Desperate to meet her for the last 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;Searching for her all around the Globe.&lt;br /&gt;Met so many of them on the way…&lt;br /&gt;Some many ppl … so many talks… &lt;br /&gt;So many questions with in… Clouded&lt;br /&gt;The Ever say NO Internet helped us. &lt;br /&gt;Finally found her and made her mine.&lt;br /&gt;Happly ever after.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-5101118893350224366?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/5101118893350224366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=5101118893350224366' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/5101118893350224366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/5101118893350224366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-love.html' title='My Love'/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-7340746032596380773</id><published>2010-01-17T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T12:02:52.047-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><title type='text'>Perplexed</title><content type='html'>Hi &lt;br /&gt;I immediately need yr valuable suggestion in deciding something in my life and I am very sure all of u will go thro this phase very often in yr life. It will not only help me but will help u also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I have 1 staircase, 1 downstairs and 1 Lift before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.using Staircase, can reach the next floor but takes a lot of energy.&lt;br /&gt;2.using downstairs will go one floor down, let’s assume it doesn’t require any energy.&lt;br /&gt;3.using Lift which shows no sign whether it goes up or down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help me in choosing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-7340746032596380773?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/7340746032596380773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=7340746032596380773' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/7340746032596380773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/7340746032596380773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2010/01/perplexed.html' title='Perplexed'/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-8439790224399068153</id><published>2009-12-31T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T12:10:27.310-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gurgaon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summon-Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alone'/><title type='text'>A Look back @ 2009</title><content type='html'>When I look back at 2009 how this year treated me I dint get that satisfactory feeling, when I say satisfactory it is not that I am feeling bad or sad about the year wat ever happened was better but is it the best I can get, I still feel I would have made it still more better. &lt;br /&gt;This Year 2009 started with a small close friends having dinner in a calm restaurant when compared to the other year 2008 where we celebrated in a big bang way with hundreds of ppls around and load music. &lt;br /&gt;This year for most part of it I was away from my family &amp; friends in Madras. January I again moved to Gurgaon for client location. This time company provided NO guest house so I had to find my own acco which lead to setting up my own room for the 1st time luckily Bala helped me in finding the house near the office. Thanks to Bala. After that for the next 2 months I was all alone by myself. Getting up in the morning - standing in the balcony – walk for a coffee – getting ready to office – office – back home – always thinking about what to do next, how to kill time. Weekdays are best compared to the weekends when you are staying alone at least you go office meet people talk to them (very important). Weekends you won’t even find a single soul to talk to you and all the words you utter was like only How much is this, Coffee pls, Aloo paratha pls, bill pls, ohh How sick it was. At that time Robin came to my rescue (Its Robin Thomas and not Robin Scherbatsky FYI. u never know wat ppl think :)). We shared room together I was very happy that somebody is there to talk. Again it was the 1st time I am sharing a room with some one. It was a good experience. From his laptop I got introduced to How I Met Your Mother (HIMYM) English comedy serial. It helped me a lot to Kill my solitary time and later I became a big fan of that serial and started downloading all the other seasons and in fact started following the episode every week. Thanks to Robin not for sharing room but more for introducing me to HIMYM. &lt;br /&gt;In April, Vijay and Hari My schools buddies came down to delhi from Madras we went to Kullu Manali did lot of sporting activities like Paragliding, Skiing, played with snows… hmmm wait wait did I tell you about the Rafting trip. Robin, Srinath and Me went to rishikesh for white river rafting 1st time again. It was way over the top had an awesome time stayed there over night in the camp. Now back to Kullu-Manali Trip, the day before we started from Manali we totally got robed in our hotel room. We lost all our Purse, Shoes, Mobile phones all 3 of us lost it. For record purpose I lost my jeans pant with belt. :( sad na I know but 1st time again. We dint even have money to pay the room rent. Some how managed to get permission from the hotel manager and came back to Delhi. We settled it after a couple of months with out interest. Thanks to both Vijay &amp; hari for coming down to Delhi. It feels so happy to see the ppl after so long time whom u grown with, whom u keep meeting everyday for more than 10 years. I know long time is only 3 months here but still it’s a long time for me damn it. &lt;br /&gt;In May, I got so sick in the hot Delhi weather, robin my room mate got typhoid went home for couple of weeks. I got so sick that my manager Abhishek took me to Max Hospital which cost me 2500 rupees for 2 hours I had never spend more than 50 rupees in Madras for hospital. Thanks Abhishek for that kind help which I badly need to at that point of time. &lt;br /&gt;In July I went back to Madras for a couple of weeks to celebrate my parent’s 60th wedding anniversary and my birthday also. My bro Yuva also came around the same time. It felt so happy to do arrangements for my parent’s 60th wedding anniversary celebration. We went to Thirukadaiyur (famous temple for 60th &amp; 80th wedding anniversary celebration in south India). Hired a mini bus from Madras to Thirukadiyur. It was long time since we went out as a family. &lt;br /&gt;In August back to gurgaon, our relationship as a company with the client came to end, a never expected one 1st time again. Our entire team has to pack up their bags to Madras again. I personally felt very happy to come back to Madras. We had an amazing last 2 days evening drinks with our clients talking about each one of us all the good times and bad times we had. 1st time again. They are not any more our clients they became a close friend to us. I had a lot of learning from these guys not only professionally but personally also especially Ajay. Thanks Ajay. For the all the quality time I had with u. &lt;br /&gt;In September back to Madras, I did what I am best at roaming around the streets, sitting in the tea shop for hours, Cricket, Beach, ECR ride. Life was so easy in Madras felt very comfortable. That was the time Shobha introduced me to Yoga. Can u believe me I went to Isha yoga training for a week in October at least ppl who know me it will be a shock for them. It’s a very good training program they have asked us not to talk about the training program in public places so sorry I can’t describe abt it. But I can tell u one thing it was very useful it will help u make yr life discipline at least that is wat Kiran keep saying. They taught us a practice and asked us to do the practice twice in a day for 40 days. As usual I would not go behind 4 days. Thanks Shobha for Yoga. &lt;br /&gt;In November, I took one of the toughest decisions so far in my life. I quit LatentView. It took me 3 weeks to take the decision after consulting many ppl, after having lot of chats about it and finally I took it. I spend more than 3 years in LatentView. LatentView was my 1st job. I will talk more abt it in my next post. I wrote my 1st bid adieu mail. Thanks LatentView for all that u gave to me. &lt;br /&gt;In December I came to Gurgaon again to join my new company. I searched for house here with my frd srinath. We finally found a house near our office in our budget thro a broker after 2 weeks of hunting. Setting the house ourself right from bathroom buckets to furniture’s to bedding to finding a servant for cleaning, all that the house needed for a basic living. 1st time again. Very good experience I loved it. If u wants to set up a house do call me I will help u in all respect. Now I know wat to do and wat not to do. My parents came here to do their part. Setting up the Kitchen they brought all the kitchen utensils. It was a very different experience having your parents in your place. It was all together a different experience the way u see yr dad the way yr dad sees u. so many things which we havnt done in the last 22 yrs we did in their trip like going for a walk with them. Talking to them about so many things which we have never done when we are in home we hardly speak even if we speak it will be some thing about the investment or I will take yr bike. My dad asking me like can u drop me in my frds place? Go and pick this/that from my frds place. But here it was totally different. Bad news is that they had to go early due to the sudden accident to my grandma. My grandma expired last week could not able to attend it. 1st time again. Sorry Grandma. Thanks Mom and Dad for coming here. Did i tell u about me missing Priya’s Marriage I missed that this month. Sorry priya. &lt;br /&gt;As u can see lot of 1st times in this year and hope to have more new experience in 2010. &lt;br /&gt;For Now Happy New Year to all of u :). May GOD give us all that we deserved in this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-8439790224399068153?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/8439790224399068153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=8439790224399068153' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/8439790224399068153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/8439790224399068153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2009/12/look-back-2009.html' title='A Look back @ 2009'/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-7901511749564782027</id><published>2009-07-01T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T10:05:55.586-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate me 2day….&lt;br /&gt; What a worst statement I made… I felt really petty for uttering those bigoted words and keep my phone down. The whole day I felt terribly awful. I don’t know when I have become like this. Is it actual me who said those or is it jus the skin of mine. If it is actual me then I think it is high time for me to change. For God sake somebody tell me its not actual me. Probably this was the first time I have told something like this. &lt;br /&gt;What if frds of mine come to know what i have told 2day about them? Wont they think I am a narrow-mined selfish slut. Wont they feel ashamed of calling me their frd?&lt;br /&gt;More than what others think of me. How does such a mean thought stuck my mind? Is it because of the situation I was in? Is it because of the work stress? Is it because I am fanatical at that moment? Or is it because of something else? Whom to blame for? Where to find the fault caused?  &lt;br /&gt;What ever it is Pls GOD Shift delete these kinds of thoughts from my mind.&lt;br /&gt;It took 6 Glasses for me to over come it. Quite expensive…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-7901511749564782027?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/7901511749564782027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=7901511749564782027' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/7901511749564782027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/7901511749564782027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hate-me-2day.html' title=''/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-7900069435291878780</id><published>2008-11-19T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T18:42:27.223-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First'/><title type='text'>Swami Sharanam</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///G:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CHome%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="PlaceType"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="PlaceName"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="City"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="country-region"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;style&gt; st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sunday Nov 15th around 12 noon&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was sitting before the PC in my home. My eyes surfing the internet, my ears listening to songs from Vaaranam Aayiram movie. I got a call from Nirmal (a frd of mine) on my mobile.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;He said he is going to put malai for &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Sabarimala&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Temple&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; and asking me to join him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Monday Nov 16th around 7 AM&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am getting converted from Aswame (human) to swami (GOD), Temporary swami.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Swami that is what everyone calls me now. First time for me wearing malai&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt; &lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;From that day on, my schedule completely changes &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Before ---&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Day starts @ 9 AM&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now ---&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Day starts @ 6AM.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt; &lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Before – &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Tooth brushing… Coffee …Bathing…Breakfast…Start to office…. Some Bollywood Music Channel or sun music in the background from the time I wake up to the time I start to office… 9 to 9.45&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now – &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Bathing… Temple… donno what to do after that never wake up so early in the morning… going around the house once in every 15 mins checking what amma doing in the kitchen and what appa doing with the news paper for more than 1 hour. Not giving it to me. Playing Ayyappan songs from the net in the background&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Before ---&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Starting to office @ 9.45, bugging my brother to drop me in the office since it is already late.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now ---&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Starting to office @ 9.15, still bugging my brother to drop me to the bus stop reason no shoes. Yes I am not wearing shoes to the office.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt; &lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Before ---&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Lunch Time… My lunch… My friend’s lunch…My Manager’s Chat food…My other manager snacks… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now ---&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Lunch Time… My lunch… No friend’s lunch…No Manager’s Chat …No snacks… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Before ---&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Coming back from office @ different timing… mostly late night… Dinner sometimes in house…. many times outside…meeting friends… sleeping…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now --- &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Coming back from office @ early hours… taking bath… &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Temple&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;… heading back straight to Home… Diner only @ home… Sleeping…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So many changes due to one &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malai&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And all the people wearing malai keep saying “Swami Sharanam” looking at them even I starting saying it often. So searched in the internet to find out the meaning.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Swa&lt;/i&gt; – the uttering of this syllable reminds one of the Parabrahma the ultimate source or the Supreme Being.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;M&lt;/i&gt; – Represents Shiva.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; –   Represents Shakti.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The syllable ‘&lt;i&gt;MI&lt;/i&gt;’ represents ShivaShakti – creation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sha&lt;/i&gt; – syllable in the mantra represents the destruction of all enemies like ego.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ra&lt;/i&gt; – represents knowledge, which purifies and puts us in the path of self realization.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region style="font-style: italic;" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Nam&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; – is Shanti and final merging in the Supreme Soul.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These are some rules followed by &lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;devotees during Mandala Vratham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;u4:worddocument&gt;   &lt;u4:view&gt;Normal&lt;/u4:View&gt;   &lt;u4:zoom&gt;0&lt;/u4:Zoom&gt;   &lt;u4:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;u4:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;u4:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/u4:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;u4:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/u4:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;u4:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/u4:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;u4:compatibility&gt;    &lt;u4:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;u4:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;u4:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;u4:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;u4:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/u4:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;u4:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/u4:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/u4:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;u4:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/u4:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;2 times bathing in a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;2 times visit to the temple in a day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Food only after bathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt; Strictly Vegetarian&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;No Smoking&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;No drinking&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Brahmacharyam (no sex or celibacy) during the vratham period&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Wearing malai all day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Wearing blue,black or achre (yellow-orange color)dress.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Avoid wearing footwear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Life is different after wearing malai. The change that I wanted from my daily routine.It brought some discipline with it. Changing laziness, never care attitude.Jus 4 days got over and lot more days to come forward. Let me experience each and everyday of it and update u on it in my next post.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-7900069435291878780?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/7900069435291878780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=7900069435291878780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/7900069435291878780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/7900069435291878780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2008/11/normal-0-false-false-false.html' title='Swami Sharanam'/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-7936911285250843874</id><published>2008-10-02T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T11:06:31.573-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>Tagged by &lt;a href="http://iamyuva.wordpress.com/"&gt;Yuva&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Which is THE crappiest movie you’ve seen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Lately Sakarakatti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;In the near term, MBA &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;3. If you could, whose butt would you like to kick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My boss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Go around the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I donno, but I vote for love at first sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed: loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;So far in my life it is all conditional love (except friends) haven’t came across unconditional love, I feel being loved is more blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Wait my entire life, only if I am damn sure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is attached, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Free vedu free vedu mame…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you could root for one social cause, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;efinitely Education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you lie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Everyday, when ever I get a chance I jus love to lie down on the bed and sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Where do you see yourself 10 years from now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;In my home or in some hotel rooms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What’s your fear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Office rest room should be clean and free when ever I go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Charismatic …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich or married and poor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Rich and married&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously who will you pick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;U r kidding it is not that easy, finding one is itself a big task then where to go for, But if at all I have a option I will go with the one who I feel comfortable with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Yes, I will give away my relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you forgive and forget someone no matter how horrible a thing he has done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Yes, over time. I am kind hearted human, I am :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;18. Do you prefer being single or in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If u ask my preference I like relationship in single status. (Without much commitment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;19. Your all time favourite song. Only ONE. And why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Vande mataram by AR Rahman, this was the first song came to my mind when I read the question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I TAG these people because I enjoy reading there blogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Come back to blogging Guys :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://vijaykannan.wordpress.com"&gt;Vijay &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rakesh-thinking-aloud.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rakesh&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I enjoy reading &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nous-reigns.blogspot.com/"&gt;Meera &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.revsrules.blogspot.com/"&gt;Revs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-7936911285250843874?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/7936911285250843874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=7936911285250843874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/7936911285250843874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/7936911285250843874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-3390225332139851050</id><published>2008-09-13T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T21:50:46.620-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cricket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'>Inter-corporate match</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link style="font-family: georgia;" rel="File-List" href="file:///G:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CHome%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype style="font-family: georgia;" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;style&gt; st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After a long time its cricket again. This time I was representing my office team. Over a month of talking about organizing an inter-corporate cricket match we finally had one yesterday. &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Lot&lt;/st1:place&gt; of players in our team has not even played once in the leather ball and even players who have played have played it long ago. The last time I played in the leather ball was some 3 yrs before when I was playing for my college team. So the end point is even before starting the match we know the result. We wanted to have fun, enjoy and catch the glimpses of Mr. Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The match is about to start at 9 in the morning so I started from my house at 7.30 A.M with two of my friends in one bike - triples and no helmet (against the law).which we usually do but we do it for small distance this is the first time we traveled about 30 Km in the same way. Hear it from it is very risky and tiring also but with friends it is always fun. Pulling others leg and cracking some random jokes. When one gets tired and bored the other two gets enthuses and brings the 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; to mood. At any point of time some one or other crakes jokes and bring backs the child in us. Finally after a long travel we reached the ground. Even before starting the match all our energy got drained in traveling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We won the toss and elected to field first to avoid Mr. Sun coming down strong on us in the afternoon. As I told before none of us were comfortable with the leather ball but as the match gets kicked of we slowly got into the games which is the beauty of the game. It is a 20 over match and we restricted them to 155 runs out of which 70 runs is thru extras and some of the runs are thru miss-field. Other team also played well some appreciation has to be given to there batsmen since they are respecting our bowlers when ever we bowled straight to them and they jus hammered us if we go out of line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I never thought we will reach the target set by the opponent. Our batsmen played really well we got some help from the opponent in the initial over with some extras but once they got the line there was no more extras and all the runs after that has to scored by bat. Our players played really well and in the end it came down to last over. 1 over 13 runs to win our star batsmen was playing in the crease. He struck one 4 and one 2’s in the first 2 balls of the over and ever one in the pavilion whip up to support and then we got 2 extras and one single in the next 3 balls and finally it came down to the last ball 1 ball 4 runs to win.In the final ball we mange to get jus a single and lost the match by 3 runs. Never the less we enjoyed the game and spent a Saturday doing something different from what we normally do. We were tired to the core and there was no energy left in us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again while returning we started for yet another incredible travel back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanted to post about so many other thing happened in the last 2 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One weekend Ooty trip with college friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Three mid night birthday celebrations &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will try to post about all this in the next one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-3390225332139851050?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/3390225332139851050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=3390225332139851050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/3390225332139851050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/3390225332139851050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2008/09/inter-corporate-match.html' title='Inter-corporate match'/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-3980705840445904740</id><published>2008-07-27T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:02:46.691-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ecstasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First'/><title type='text'>My love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Century new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="City"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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Its time for you to change my avatar image in your mind. The news is I bought my first sunglasses last Sunday. I love wearing sunglasses even though I am not a big fan of accessories. I don’t like wearing watches, neck gear and wrist gear. I like sunglasses very much. I like people who wear sunglasses. For me it occupies a place right up there with beer and bikes. This tops the list when I am listing reason to do laser operation. I die to wear sunglasses. I got a photo of my first Miami blue sunglasses&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="courier new" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/SIysw-aki6I/AAAAAAAABI0/hdGb1qhc490/s1600-h/glass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/SIysw-aki6I/AAAAAAAABI0/hdGb1qhc490/s320/glass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227743224858446754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" face="courier new" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;By this time you guys could have very well known what to gift me next time.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-3980705840445904740?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/3980705840445904740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=3980705840445904740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/3980705840445904740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/3980705840445904740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-love.html' title='My love'/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/SIysw-aki6I/AAAAAAAABI0/hdGb1qhc490/s72-c/glass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-8679833242672516649</id><published>2008-07-20T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T19:45:35.404-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ecstasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hang-out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Re-Union'/><title type='text'>Ecstasy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Please tell me some way to seize the time. It is that part of life where everything seems to go fine. More than fine, it’s above what we are expected. Life is at its best. People usually say in college day’s u will have lot of friends and time but not enough money and once they start working u will have enough money but very few friends and almost no time. Some how for me by gods grace, I have all 3 now. I feel the best time for an youngster is in his 2nd year of work where he /she will have enough money, more time has most of the learning in office is done in the 1st year and this is jus the right time for catching up friends also has many will start moving abroad either officially or for their higher education.                       Jus 7 months of the year has passed and I have already done what I have done the whole of last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tirupati trip with friends…&lt;br /&gt;Amusing park with Office colleague…&lt;br /&gt;A temple visit outside the city with family…&lt;br /&gt;More regular in bloging…&lt;br /&gt;I read lot of books this year more than last year (lot for me is 5)&lt;br /&gt;A good recognition above that a good hike in office …&lt;br /&gt;A 3 month onsite visit (FYI inside India)…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this I have not missed even one thing which I did last year… from movies to beach cricket to weekend friends treat.                      It is not that only I feel the positive vibes. I feel it even around my friends….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 of my friends where flying for there higher education and 2 for there onsite visit.&lt;br /&gt;Life is at its best now.     I meet an old friend of mine 2day after 11 years. He left my school in 7th standard. After that we had no contact until a couple of months. Thanks for orkut and this corporate world where it brings all people together. He is one of my best pals at that time. We shared the same desk. I use to spend a lot of time in this house playing. It is jus amazing and wonderful to meet an old friend and talk about all the joys and witty moments we shared together.&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-8679833242672516649?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/8679833242672516649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=8679833242672516649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/8679833242672516649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/8679833242672516649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2008/07/ecstasy.html' title='Ecstasy'/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-8981505431944625138</id><published>2008-06-01T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T13:16:30.807-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cricket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IPL'/><title type='text'>Indian Premier League</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The final day of IPL is jus amazing starting with the closing ceremony with performs of our own Bollywood stars right from the established star like Salman Khan to the upcoming future model queens like Sameera Reddy, Dia Mirza, Shamita Shetty and Amrita Arora, Great acrobats on German wheels, glittering laser show and the never ending fireworks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And after all that when the match started finally it is jus brilliant cricket outstanding performance from both the team. It could not be any better than this a last ball finish.A wonderful match for the viewers A nail biting finish. lot of mixed emotions through out the match. A grand tournament traveling all around India coming to an end in a fabulous way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I heard IPL trophy is the most expensive in the world. IPL is grand success in all aspects.It reached every one. Percentage of people not knowing about IPL in India will be approximated to 0. Even people in co-ma would have heard the word IPL, every one is talking about it. I thought IPL is followed only in India but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" href="http://content-ind.cricinfo.com/magazine/content/current/story/353142.html"&gt;cricinfo magazine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; says all the cricket-playing world is following it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;IPL has done a world of good for me it is such a general topic to speak with any stranger and make him a friend. I am very sad that IPL is coming to the end for this year, now where will I search for common topics which will interest everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite Team Name: Mumbai Indians&lt;br /&gt;My favorite Team Logo : Chennai Superkings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My favorite Team Site  : &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" href="http://www.kolkataknightriders.com/"&gt;Kolkata Knightriders&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me yours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-8981505431944625138?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/8981505431944625138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=8981505431944625138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/8981505431944625138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/8981505431944625138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2008/06/ipl.html' title='Indian Premier League'/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-3909675926444712294</id><published>2008-05-29T02:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T02:40:31.663-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Speech'/><title type='text'>The Great Dictator - Final Speech</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/45BotfjfGpE" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/45BotfjfGpE" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm sorry, but I don't want to be an Emperor - that's not my business. I don't want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone, if possible -- Jew, gentile, black man, white. We all want to help one another; human beings are like that. We want to live by each other's happiness, not by each other's misery. We don't want to hate and despise one another. In this world there's room for everyone and the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;The way of life can be free and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we have lost the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greed has poisoned men's souls, has barricaded the world with hate, has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed but we have shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge has made us cynical, our cleverness hard and unkind. We think too much and feel too little. More than machinery, we need humanity. More than cleverness, we need kindness and gentleness. Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aeroplane and the radio have brought us closer together. The very nature of these inventions cries out for the goodness in men, cries out for universal brotherhood for the unity of us all. Even now my voice is reaching millions throughout the world, millions of despairing men, women, and little children, victims of a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who can hear me I say, "Do not despair." The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed, the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress. The hate of men will pass and dictators die; and the power they took from the people will return to the people and so long as men die, liberty will never perish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soldiers: Don't give yourselves to brutes, men who despise you, enslave you, who regiment your lives, tell you what to do, what to think and what to feel; who drill you, diet you, treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder. Don't give yourselves to these unnatural men, machine men, with machine minds and machine hearts! You are not machines! You are not cattle! You are men! You have the love of humanity in your hearts. You don't hate; only the unloved hate, the unloved and the unnatural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soldiers: Don't fight for slavery! Fight for liberty! In the seventeenth chapter of Saint Luke it is written, "the kingdom of God is within man" -- not one man, nor a group of men, but in all men, in you, you the people have the power, the power to create machines, the power to create happiness. You the people have the power to make this life free and beautiful, to make this life a wonderful adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, in the name of democracy, let us use that power! Let us all unite!! Let us fight for a new world, a decent world that will give men a chance to work, that will give you the future and old age a security. By the promise of these things, brutes have risen to power, but they lie! They do not fulfill their promise; they never will. Dictators free themselves, but they enslave the people!! Now, let us fight to fulfill that promise!! Let us fight to free the world, to do away with national barriers, to do away with greed, with hate and intolerance. Let us fight for a world of reason, a world where science and progress will lead to all men's happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soldiers: In the name of democracy, let us all unite!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century;"&gt;  &lt;hr align="center" size="2" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wherever you are, look up. The clouds are lifting. The sun is breaking through. We are coming out of the darkness into the light. We are coming into a new world, a kindlier world, where men will rise above their hate, their greed and brutality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Look up. The soul of man has been given wings, and at last he is beginning to fly. He is flying into the rainbow -- into the light of hope, into the future, the glorious future that belongs to you, to me, and to all of us. Look up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-3909675926444712294?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/3909675926444712294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=3909675926444712294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/3909675926444712294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/3909675926444712294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2008/05/great-dictator-final-speech_29.html' title='The Great Dictator - Final Speech'/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-193113230109795558</id><published>2008-05-24T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T05:40:39.315-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chennai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgic'/><title type='text'>Weekend Trip to Chennai</title><content type='html'>After spending 2 months alone in Gurgaon I desperately wanted to get back to Chennai but my office thought other way around and it wanted me to stay here for some more days so I made use of the weekend to go to Chennai and get myself boosted by visiting my family and friends. Coming from a middle-class family, my parents cant able to digest that I am coming to Chennai in flight for a mere 2days jus to see them. They were saying anyway I am coming back in few days and so I can visit some other place instead but after staying alone, I am jus loosing my energy every day and feeling nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a early morning flight to Chennai the clouds is at its best in morning hours as Mr. Sun is getting up from sleep and slowly making his way to the top. When ray of Mr. Sun falls on the clouds it glitters and shines which looks gorgeous. The shape and the curve of the clouds is so pronounced when rays of Sun falls in it. As I am nearing Chennai I would see Guindy Bridge is nearing completion and it looks gr8 from the top view. I was very happy to back home and I felt like K3g Shahrukh khan. My friend came to the airport to pick me up. There is no one word to describe the feeling of seeing a best friend after a long time whom we meet every day for more than 10 years may be we can use all those adjectives to describe the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it is a summer time some of my chotto chotto cousins came home for a change from there houses, which happens all the year and its fun to play with them. So many small kids in home including me my parents have a tough time managing us but enjoy it as well. I had a nice time playing with them in the afternoon and in the evening I went out for my friend’s marriage reception followed by a night out with all my friends, sharing my gurgaon experience. I really miss those night outs it is so much fun and joy when all friends join together. Most of the times we tease each other laugh till our stomach pains and laugh even after that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day I hit the road with my cousin in his pulsar bike to my village which is 100 kms from Chennai. Who will not like a bike ride in NH road, I am no exception. I love riding bike in those big roads with cool breeze against my face hitting so hard and the pleasant Sun settling down making the clouds orange in color. I love my village more than any other place it is so calm and pleasant. Apart from agricultural fields and some houses, there is nothing much in our village. No kind of urgency in any work we do, it gives us enough time to settle down with nature and move along with it. No pollution, No noise. Ideal place for regaining energy but the problem is apart from the people who do agriculture others don’t have anything to do there. After a couple of days u feel bored with out any work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back from my village I visited my Chennai office and met all my colleagues.The next day some of my friends took off and we went to a Tam movie in satyam cinemas, hotel and bese beach. My short pleasant trip comes to end with bese beach in the night. The next day I took the early morning flight to Delhi. Only think i feel bad is I dint inform many ppl that I ll be there for this weekend but I believe they ll understand me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is nice to travel in the weekends that to going to your own house like a guest and even before any one realize that u r around u start from there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-193113230109795558?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/193113230109795558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=193113230109795558' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/193113230109795558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/193113230109795558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2008/05/weekend-trip-to-chennai.html' title='Weekend Trip to Chennai'/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-7741730933861534864</id><published>2008-05-10T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T19:47:50.445-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alone'/><title type='text'>Staying alone</title><content type='html'>Even after staying for 2 months alone I still wonder what to do. I am kind of guy who love some one’s company. I hate staying alone. Some people say u will understand yourself better when u r alone, but i felt staying alone is very boring and nothing else, may be my age may not be the right age to feel the pleasure in staying alone.Internet is one of big company when u r staying alone u can connect to people in messenger and surf some random sites, but even internet how long it can engage u.Internet can never replace the pleasure of meeting people face to face and chatting with them. What is life when u can’t able to share the elation, delight, distress, anguish, fear, panic, anxiety, irritation, rage and the plethora of feelings with others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is that we actually do when we stay alone? Think about all the things happened in life, listen to music, reading books, roaming around at any time, cleaning room, washing cloths, making food, but even after doing all this I still find time to get bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u ask me what i learned from staying alone…  I learned to get bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-7741730933861534864?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/7741730933861534864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=7741730933861534864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/7741730933861534864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/7741730933861534864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2008/05/staying-alone.html' title='Staying alone'/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-661727669337560270</id><published>2008-04-26T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:48:58.022-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cricket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgic'/><title type='text'>Street Cricket</title><content type='html'>IPL cricket remembers our road side cricket were every evening after coming from the school a bunch of friends join to-gather and play in street.&lt;br /&gt;We had at least one kid from each house in our street joining us to play so we dint had problem getting the ball if it goes to any house, except 2 houses were there is no kid.&lt;br /&gt;In one of the house they had a dog which is big problem for us when ever ball goes to there house it took a lot of time for us to get it back, and some times that stupid dog licks the ball also (sorry for all the dog lovers out there) that’s one of the reasons I hate dog.  &lt;br /&gt;Ours is a dead end street which is a gr8 benefit for us so not many moving vehicles.&lt;br /&gt;At this time most of uncles had there office so no car’s in the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a smart cricket no hard hitting as the rules are very tough for any player to go out and blast there &lt;br /&gt;If the ball goes to any of the house in full then its out.&lt;br /&gt;If the ball goes in 1 pitch inside the house for twice then it’s out.&lt;br /&gt;All you can do is play cheeky cricket nudging the ball around and get quick single and wait for the right ball to hit it straight down the ground &lt;br /&gt;Apart from cricket we also had fun watching the girls passing by and looking for the girls how is watching us from there terrace, balcony, window of there house, its all fun and lot of gossips around all the time.&lt;br /&gt;We had banker uncle who use to play with us and he is also banker for us.&lt;br /&gt;Now after all this years I miss those days so many things have changed I moved away from the street all the cricket friends have grown up and found there own way in life living in different corners, all the individual house are now converted into flats and more cars parked in the street not allowing kids to play anymore and nowadays even the kids don’t have enough time to play they are busy attending all the extra classes. &lt;br /&gt;Even now if I see somebody playing cricket in the street i enjoy a couple of minutes watching them and even try to get a bat also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-661727669337560270?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/661727669337560270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=661727669337560270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/661727669337560270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/661727669337560270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2008/04/street-cricket.html' title='Street Cricket'/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-8686303151224339940</id><published>2008-04-15T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T09:27:19.240-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gurgaon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Gurgaon – 1</title><content type='html'>My first impression about gurgaon is it’s a city with malls and tall buildings. Most of the top rated companies have there space in gurgaon, a lot of BPO ones. The origin of city name is Guru-gram. Guru means "teacher", which in this case refers to (Guru Dronacharya) and Gram means a (village). Source – wikipedia.&lt;br /&gt;From the outlook of city it looks very posh and the residential area is so ideal for a very peaceful life. All the roads are maintained with good care. I can’t find many road side shops here in residential colony, in fact I saw only 2 shops for around 4-5 kms. When ppl here want to buy any thing they need to head to any of the malls. There are so many malls in gurgaon there are 5 malls in the same road mostly there will be 2 -3 malls close to each other in other cities which I found it different here and all the malls are similar. They have all branded shops present and cinema theatre as well, jus like mayajaal, city center in Chennai. But unlike in Chennai here they have pubs and disc in all the malls. &lt;br /&gt;Big bazaar is making gr8 money in one of the malls, they offer discounts in all 365 days in year. The most interesting thing I found here is, in one of the malls a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;live band&lt;/span&gt; is performing every night in food court for me it is the first time experience a live band performing in a food court. I came to know it is there in other cities like banglore and Mumbai also but I haven’t seen any so far. So I enjoyed it completely with a thai food and a cold coffee and I took some snaps too, in other mall there is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Bunjee jumping for kids&lt;/span&gt;. (Malls are making good use of people here and it is other way also).kids really enjoys this bunjee jumping and having a gr8 fun. &lt;br /&gt;I got shocked when I came to know there is no auto service in gurgaon. Coming from a place like Chennai where it is stinking with autos, here I can find only rickshaws (vehicle which ppl use to pedal) .I found it hard to sit and some one pedaling our weight. So I don’t prefer going in rickshaws most of the time except in some urgency but even at that time I don’t bargain with them. ppl staying here have there own car. The other thing I noticed here is there is very less two – wheeler here. A ratio of 3:10 compared to cars.&lt;br /&gt;There are some beautiful parks present here for jogging and walking and ppl here use it to the fullest. At-least for every 4-5 streets there is a park. Most of the evening’s children came and play here. In the weekend this is the best place for parents to hang out with there small ones and have a quality time, noise free smoke free, money free and easily accessible.&lt;br /&gt;The other thing I noticed here is there is no dead end streets all the roads are connected to other roads. So even if u doesn’t know the places here marking some tall building as land mark will help u to reach the place with out trouble.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Enna tha eruntha lum namba ooru mari varuma.&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/372843314980366831-8686303151224339940?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/8686303151224339940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=8686303151224339940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/8686303151224339940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/8686303151224339940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2008/04/gurgaon-1.html' title='Gurgaon – 1'/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-4637893296106193053</id><published>2008-03-31T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T10:59:05.399-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ecstasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'>Speed --- guess wat</title><content type='html'>I am composing this post when I am traveling at the speed of 830 km/hr and 11.5 kms above sea level thrilled!!! I am traveling in flight to Delhi and this is the latest announcement by pilot … When i am told that I am traveling in flight the first thing that came to my mind is air hostess and I’m not disappointed. There are 4 beautiful air hostess here in the flight, each smiles when somebody passes by … this is the 2nd time I’m traveling in flight. The first time was way back in school days when my father took us to Andaman but I dint remember most of it, so this time to avoid forgetting (which always happens with me ) I am thinking of writing all my experience in this blog. &lt;br /&gt; Once I entered the flight I was searching for the my seat number but I could not find it written any where I was searching near the window, back of the seat, under the seat above the seat all the places where I usually see seat numbers are printed still I could not able to find it but I didn’t stop walking. I kept walking crossing all the front seats. Suddenly an air hostess stopped me with the smile in her face “can I help” with out uttering any word I showed her my ticket after looking at the ticket she said 4 rows back side (means I crossed the seat…. :(   ) after got settled I started searching for the seat number again and then I found it written in the light which is above the head  (this may help some of u )&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I got window seat and 2 seats next to me is empty I wish unnala unnala movie scene happens to me. But to my disappointment the seat remind empty till the end of the trip. I thought only few seats will be empty in air travel but to my surprise only few got booked. Then has always after few minutes pasted I felt very bored so thought of going for a walk and look at others things I headed to wash-room thinking of nalla damayanthi movie. I donno suddenly I am relating every thing to movie scenes.&lt;br /&gt; I should mention one thing here it is gr8 to see clouds when u traveling at clouds height when the flight pierce through the clouds it is jus gr8 view. it is so beautiful. It is like those cartoons.If at all Mr. Pilot is my friend I could ask him to travel at the height of clouds. I pity for those who miss this and sleep in flight.&lt;br /&gt;   There is an announcement to tighten up the seat belt… so ll take leave for now… keep looking for more …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-4637893296106193053?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/4637893296106193053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=4637893296106193053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/4637893296106193053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/4637893296106193053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2008/03/speed-guess-wat.html' title='Speed --- guess wat'/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-4599979592721137394</id><published>2008-03-31T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T10:55:37.668-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beamer'/><title type='text'>Beamer</title><content type='html'>When I was playing (working) so well in my home ground (Office). When I jus felt like I was playing perfectly to my strengths, defending the balls which need to be defended (crunch situation) and playing the shots when the team needed jus like our captain dhoni I like his game very much he is cool ,composed and he knows what is his strength and sticks to that. He has limited strokes and not technically correct but when he comes to the field he gives 100% which is the key. Anyways coming back to our topic lets have a separate post for dhoni later. Suddenly I received a beamer (Gurgoan Trip) from the (Office), I mentioned this trip has a beamer becoz I dint expect this to happen, not like I am afraid of staying away from home, staying away from mother tongue, staying away from my favorite south Indian food, meeting client day-in and day-out.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes so many things happen so fast even before we realize what is happening&lt;br /&gt;hoping for the best to happen....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-4599979592721137394?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/4599979592721137394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=4599979592721137394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/4599979592721137394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/4599979592721137394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2008/03/beamer.html' title='Beamer'/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-2632626472049279522</id><published>2008-03-28T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T09:13:10.336-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Century'/><title type='text'>Century</title><content type='html'>My blog has hit a century visits for the first time. I know it is not an impressive start but still it managed to reach it there. Thanks for all the people who vistied my blog :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-2632626472049279522?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/2632626472049279522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=2632626472049279522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/2632626472049279522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/2632626472049279522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2008/03/century.html' title='Century'/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-471276149288697919</id><published>2008-02-28T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:02:46.936-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Re-visited'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cycling'/><title type='text'>Back to Cycle days</title><content type='html'>I am back to cycle days. Most of us used cycles for commuting wh&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/R9XnrpSBz_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/ijb1eugp9hI/s1600-h/Cycle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/R9XnrpSBz_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/ijb1eugp9hI/s200/Cycle.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176298083734114290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;en we were in the school. Those days we use to travel a long distance in cycle and we really enjoyed doing it. Its fun at school days to ride cycle and have a race in cycle with our friends and we use to do all sorts of gymnastic in cycle and we believed having a cycle and riding it is a show-off, that to people having cycles like mountain bikes,ranger kind of cycle are seen like hero's at that time….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;        Once school days are over, we entered college … Mostly of engineering colleges in Chennai are far from the city limit and it is more or less impossible to ride cycle to colleges. We used college buses to commute to college and for other places we use bikes (either ours or our friend's). Riding bike is much more fun than riding bi-cycle and it's true for most of us all. In college days we dint realize the heavy traffic in which we are riding our bikes and the main reason is most of the time there ll be some friends occupying us which kept us busy and dint give any time to think about other things. Jus like traffic, we don't realize pollution, hot sun (more than realization its jus that we dint care about it). All we know at that time is fun and speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    And now college life is over and we are working all day in the office with out much of a physical exercise and most of us know how it is. (I can feel u saying don't get started on it).the best way to overcome it, is exercise .when we hear the word exercise the next thing comes to our mind is GYM. We join gym once in every 4 months and go for the first 7 – 15 days of class and feel like we got most of it and we stop from there. What is the alternative for this when we sit back and think, in which part of our life are we happy, healthy and active? It's our school days for most of us and what we did in those days what made us healthy and active. Many things come into the mind. We dint do any exercise or we dint go to gym even at those days. All we did is cycling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought of doing it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's cycle to work. As my office is jus 5.5 kms from home I thought of using my cycle to work instead of my bike. Let’s analyze the pros and cons of Cycling to office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No fuel is required. (Cost free ha jolly!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding a Cycle is healthy and fun it's an enjoyable way of getting fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good for the city. Pollution free, noise free, smoke free.(a small bit&lt;br /&gt;of contribution to the city we live in. Be the Change!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It increases the energy level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pollution is slightly high on the roads. (Cant help it at-least for now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot sun in the morning hours (good for health till it can be manageable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comfortable only for short distance travel (pls don't use it for long&lt;br /&gt;distance if you are not used to it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Basic Rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always keep left while riding cycle on the roads. Don't cross the road as your heart says obey traffic rules. Jus remember how we curse the cyclist when we ride bikes or car on the road&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-471276149288697919?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/471276149288697919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=471276149288697919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/471276149288697919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/471276149288697919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2008/02/back-to-cycle-days.html' title='Back to Cycle days'/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/R9XnrpSBz_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/ijb1eugp9hI/s72-c/Cycle.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-2652105558652528261</id><published>2008-01-02T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:02:47.053-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summon-Up'/><title type='text'>Flash-back 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Office… Home… Office… Home… Workaholic… 6days of work in a week… Hectic Training season… Learning Curve in Project… Orkut…. Facebook… linkidin… &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/R3vPc7-l15I/AAAAAAAAAEc/3e24-WjPTSU/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/R3vPc7-l15I/AAAAAAAAAEc/3e24-WjPTSU/s200/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150938694871799698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Making Friends… Connection people… G-talk… Bangalore trip with friends… Tirupati trip with Family… Amusing park with cousins… Beach Resort with Office colleague… Friend's sister marriage… Weekend movie… Birthday eve Party… Fun in the first weekend of every month … Waiting for the Salary day… Treat… Phone chat… Acting like a performer in office… Behaving like a Good boy in house… Reading blog… Writing blog… Reading novels… Breathing internet… Swimming… Beach cricket… Mp3 Player… College get-together… Downloading lots of movies… Mobile photography… Night outs…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;Donno what's in d store for 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Wish u all a Very happy new year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-2652105558652528261?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/2652105558652528261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=2652105558652528261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/2652105558652528261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/2652105558652528261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2008/01/flash-back-2007.html' title='Flash-back 2007'/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/R3vPc7-l15I/AAAAAAAAAEc/3e24-WjPTSU/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-8300575167506829968</id><published>2007-12-02T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T21:38:06.267-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hang-out'/><title type='text'>krack - jack movies</title><content type='html'>There are some things in life, lifestyle which takes a complete circle. One of them is a rented movie. In my schools days there is a concept of renting VCD player and VCD cassettes. During school vacation there will be a huge demand for the rental player. We need to book early for the player and the movies of our choice. When all my cousins come home for vacation we use to book the VCD player and watch movies continuously. Those 1 or 2 days we won't move away from the television. We use to watch some 5 or 6 movies at a stretch. It is not jus the movies which gives us fun but also the ppl with whom we are watching the movie. Its always fun when we watch movies with cousins or friends sitting in a room and eating out some snacks together, each one will have a different opinion and they stand behind it. Lots of comments and laughing will be around.&lt;br /&gt;The same concept is back and very popular now with some sophisticated features.&lt;br /&gt;When I came to know about this online movie rental service, straight away I asked my brother to make me a member. These are some of the features that impressed me: Access to over 15,000 titles, across multiple languages compared to 3 or 4 different languages, with 500-1000 collections in older days. Shipping and pickup is absolutely free of cost now, older days -we need to go to the shop, wait till the shopkeeper turns his head to us and then deliver it back to his shop. No late fees, no due dates now, previously for one day X rupees and advance 3X rupees for a cassette, and late fee x/2 rupees. In addition to all this they have this Free-For-Life program, where we can refer our friends to join and on their joining we earn waivers on our subscription fee. In fact, once the count reaches six, it can become completely free for us.&lt;br /&gt;The price is also very attractive 200rs for 6 movies in a month which is the basic plan and there are many more flexible plans. I chose the basic plan. Good quality Golden age Movies are available with the provider. Let me first check the service and let u all know how the customer service is provided.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am reaching all my friends thru' this post. If any of u are interested in joining the online Movie rental service, I am there to help u...&lt;br /&gt;Even if not, name the movie, I will pick it and let us all enjoy it together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: &lt;a href="http://seventymm.com"&gt;http://seventymm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-8300575167506829968?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/8300575167506829968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=8300575167506829968' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/8300575167506829968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/8300575167506829968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2007/12/krack-jack-movies.html' title='krack - jack movies'/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-4305823851095342612</id><published>2007-06-25T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T10:57:44.460-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Critic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog review'/><title type='text'>Blog review</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hi...2day i came across a blog and this post is abt tat Blog ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;let me first describe u abt the appearance of the blog,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;black background with different color of text for each post (text color nt at all matching with the context of the post)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the blog owner is a female of very young age and she talks abt life in her blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the very first post she has the title as "it's my first day" and the first few words says "wat's dis life?" .... i felt contradictory after reading the title and first few lines... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;here she takes off some of her frds who are not being true to her and the way she has described says us tat she is totally disturbed and the flow of her post portrays tat clearly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the color of the text used is pink (colour of love, peace, calm) but i cant find anything in this post why she chose dis color......... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wat i got impressed here is the way she finishes the post...she said always consider the past (remember everythin but dont live wid it) live in the present and think how u can use yr past for the future...and the reason why i like it is becoz im an Analyst..(A person who works with the past data to predict the future) Jus kidding, but i really liked tat attitude ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;her 2nd post is stolen one, as she admits it herself the post explains &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;how a girl feelz wen she is not in her own control ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;she goes crazy wen ever she thinks of the guy and the problem is that she never forgets him... she knows what she is doing is Madness (but she cant help it and tats the point)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;all her feelings are beautifully explained in words and after reading this post i am sure tat the person u love most ll cross yr mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the only thing i didn’t understand is that why she used red color text(daring, brave) to this post. she should have used some light colors for it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The 3rd post is again abt life. but this time she thanks life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the first half she talks abt all the ups and downs of life and wat all can happen in a life.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the 2nd half she explains how to go abt life...how we should take life in a positive and cheerful way... i think she has made up her mind and recovered from the previous post …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Comment abt the content of the blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Its all ppl's view of life if u thing it's madness its all yr fault, there is no answer to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jus enjoy wat life gives to u and sail in the boat of life with a smile :) in yr face  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;P.S:&lt;/span&gt; no offence ment...dont mistake me for my comment abt somebody's blog...the whole thing wat i ve mentioned may be a crap for others...it is jus a single person’s view (which struck my mind)...&lt;br /&gt;i even don’t know whoz the owner for the blog is , if u come across this post plz take it for good and don’t mistake me ....&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/372843314980366831-4305823851095342612?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/4305823851095342612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=4305823851095342612' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/4305823851095342612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/4305823851095342612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-review.html' title='Blog review'/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-6890873391481918358</id><published>2007-04-07T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:02:47.517-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Achievement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book'/><title type='text'>First-Time</title><content type='html'>hi, in my first post i told u guys that i ll tell u abt the mp3 player after using it...but dint keep up the words (which always happens with me ) sorry for that...this blog is going to abt the book which i read "5 point someone"..i am not gonna describe abt the book 2 u ... i think most of u might have finished reading the book if not it is a must read book (fun book)...i dont have the habit of reading books so far in my life .this is the first book i read... last time when &lt;a id="" href="http://iamyuva.wordpress.com/"&gt;vijay&lt;/a&gt;(My brother) came here ..he insisted me to read books and as a starter he bought me this&lt;a id="" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/RhiKEcmw4HI/AAAAAAAAAAk/YV5mgL19VwA/s1600-h/fpsomeone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050938791098900594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" height="282" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/RhiKEcmw4HI/AAAAAAAAAAk/YV5mgL19VwA/s200/fpsomeone.jpg" width="127" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; book..for the first 5 chapter it took me 2 and half months to go...dont think the chapters are big or it is tough reading ..it is jus my lazzzzziness.. then on one Saturday there was no power in my house so no T.V no P.C and i am forced to take this book as i dont have any other option.As i started reading from where i left it is real pleasure reading the book and each page made me to read the next page.... that book dint even allow me to take a break...its full out and out fun...i finished the book on the same day...and now i am proudly saying even i read books... what a gr8 achievement (my close pals know abt this) they cant even imagine that i read books ..for all u who have not yet started reading books ..try yr hands with this book...it is a gr8 starting book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five point someone -what not to do at IIT , a novel by Chetan Bhagat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-6890873391481918358?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/6890873391481918358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=6890873391481918358' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/6890873391481918358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/6890873391481918358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2007/04/hi-in-my-first-post-i-told-u-guys-that.html' title='First-Time'/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/RhiKEcmw4HI/AAAAAAAAAAk/YV5mgL19VwA/s72-c/fpsomeone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-8807459382536689832</id><published>2007-03-23T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:02:47.863-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Re-Union'/><title type='text'>Graduation Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/RgO4LNaI6JI/AAAAAAAAAAY/C4HmbFX18LY/s1600-h/boob.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045078510302455954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/RgO4LNaI6JI/AAAAAAAAAAY/C4HmbFX18LY/s200/boob.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At last, the all expected graduation function took place on 19th March.i was very happy about the fuction as it gave me an opportunity to meet all my friends in the College.Some of the friends who are working in other states also came for the function. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A TIME FOR RE-UNION&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;guys&lt;/span&gt; were making all kinds of plans for the graduation day. All my friends met in a hotel for a lunch and and we throughly enjoyed there, from there we went to college. Everyone was happy to meet their dear friends,for some even their parents had come. we went to our class rooms, restroom and canteen (where we spent most of our college days). Everyone was happy to share their life after college days. We were all dressed up in yellow. Everything came to end very soon.&lt;br /&gt;         Life jus keeps moving for everyone. It is jus this day that everyone has time to talk to others and think about the time they spent with others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         One thing i heard from everyone was "&lt;em&gt;oh man!! this day is over so soon, from 2morr same damn rotten life&lt;/em&gt;". As a whole, we had a gr8 and fun-filled day packed with lots of Emotions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-8807459382536689832?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/8807459382536689832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=8807459382536689832' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/8807459382536689832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/8807459382536689832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2007/03/graduation-day.html' title='Graduation Day'/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/RgO4LNaI6JI/AAAAAAAAAAY/C4HmbFX18LY/s72-c/boob.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-9064226984117229081</id><published>2007-03-02T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:02:48.059-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MP3'/><title type='text'>My sansa MP3 player</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sandisk.com/Products/Catalog(1166)-SanDisk_Sansa_e200_Series_MP3_Players.aspx"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037384270596220514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/RehiTg4HJmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Bj0Ja6ujno/s320/sandisk-sansa-e200-main.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-9064226984117229081?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/9064226984117229081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=9064226984117229081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/9064226984117229081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/9064226984117229081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-sansa-mp3-player.html' title='My sansa MP3 player'/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/RehiTg4HJmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Bj0Ja6ujno/s72-c/sandisk-sansa-e200-main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372843314980366831.post-5488182787100002271</id><published>2007-03-02T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T05:22:01.901-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reward'/><title type='text'>My First Scribbling</title><content type='html'>I had been thinking about this for a long time… I also tried writing out sometimes &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No!!&lt;/span&gt; so many times, but could not make it. I thought "&lt;em&gt;Today is the day&lt;/em&gt;" I should complete this and here I am, before you. This is my first post. I am very happy as I got &lt;a href="http://www.anythingbutipod.com/archives/2006/03/sandisk-sansa-e200-series-review.php"&gt;sansa MP3 player &lt;/a&gt;as a reward for topping the SAS certification test conducted in my office. Let me use it and tell you how I felt about my new MP3 player. However it's a great feeling to get something as a reward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372843314980366831-5488182787100002271?l=boobesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/feeds/5488182787100002271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372843314980366831&amp;postID=5488182787100002271' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/5488182787100002271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372843314980366831/posts/default/5488182787100002271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobesh.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-first-scribbling.html' title='My First Scribbling'/><author><name>Boobesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14163010635512215855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DHkDErj_lo/S3o_u_IVHUI/AAAAAAAAEaw/t66vCiJoEgY/S220/IMG_1332.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
