<?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-10385387</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:40:40.804+05:30</updated><category term='friends....'/><title type='text'>Random Rantings</title><subtitle type='html'>My life has a superb cast but I can't figure out the plot...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-1579905650527503844</id><published>2011-09-20T17:15:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-20T17:15:31.133+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Yaaaaawwwnnnnn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have dreamt for so long of bench....amd now m already bored of it...&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/10385387-1579905650527503844?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/1579905650527503844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=1579905650527503844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/1579905650527503844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/1579905650527503844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2011/09/yaaaaawwwnnnnn.html' title='Yaaaaawwwnnnnn'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-7232784802417478924</id><published>2010-09-07T15:58:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-07T16:21:46.622+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Paris visite</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Went to Paris for 3 days...some random notes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- enjoyed a lot at the Eiffel Tower...light show was awesome...proposed Ambika, again, in front of the tower and gave her the red rose...they say its a custom.&lt;br /&gt;- was at concorde when the lights came on in the evening, and it was AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;- had awesome masala dosa at Sarvana Bhavan&lt;br /&gt;- played Ludo and cards till 4 in the morning and next day was roaming like a zombie&lt;br /&gt;- took a train to the wrong direction, because the lady said oui very confidently&lt;br /&gt;- 2 of the 5 people from the group missed the train because the closing door did not stop and we met at the next station&lt;br /&gt;- got a dress for Ambika from ESPRIT store at Louvre&lt;br /&gt;- saw Mona Lisa painting...for free because all museums have free entry on 1st sunday of each month. There were more than 1000 people when we joined the line.&lt;br /&gt;- met Meghna, another indian who had come from Lisbon, alone, to paris. she joined our group and we had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;- the palace of versailles was closed on monday so missed the palace from inside.&lt;br /&gt;- ran against time to catch the flight...coaxed the driver to drive fast and he sheepishly replied "traffic baby"&lt;br /&gt;- the coconut buiscuits given by air france are the best i have ever had till date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of places I visited in Paris...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eiffel_Tower"&gt;Eiffel Tower&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Champs-%C3%89lys%C3%A9es"&gt;Champs-Élysées&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Place_de_la_Concorde"&gt;Place de la Concorde&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arc_de_Triomphe"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arc de Triomphe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Basilique_du_Sacr%C3%A9-C%C5%93ur,_Paris"&gt;Basilique du Sacré-Cœur&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Notre_Dame_de_Paris"&gt;Notre Dame&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jardin_du_Luxembourg"&gt;Jardin du Luxembourg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Louvre"&gt;Musée du Louvre&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Palace_of_Versailles"&gt;Palace of Versailles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trocad%C3%A9ro"&gt;Trocadéro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lesjetaime.com/english/lemur.html"&gt;I Love You wall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Panth%C3%A9on,_Paris"&gt;Panthéon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-7232784802417478924?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/7232784802417478924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=7232784802417478924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/7232784802417478924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/7232784802417478924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2010/09/paris-visite.html' title='Paris visite'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-2622111061808900530</id><published>2010-08-04T18:03:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-04T18:04:58.268+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Frankfurt Diary -- Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Was browsing through the news sites and noticed that few of them have a toolbar on the botton of the page powered by wibiya. I clicked on it and was taken to the site wherein you can design your own toolbar for your blogs and sites. That is when I realised I own a blog and have not written anything since loooong. So here i am, back.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, where we were last...my wedding video was the last post. Yeah, I got married, not happily though...very very happily. moved to Bangalore after a quicker-than-dream wedding because of some pressing issues at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As few may know, my travel to Germany was planned and talks were going on for some time. once back in Bangalore, I applied for mine as well as Ambika's visa and after 4 grueling months...we travelled to Frankfurt together on 22nd may.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay in Bangalore was pleasant and if not anyone, my friend Pranjal deserves a thanks from my side to be kind enough to allow me to stay in his apartment as he was on a transfer to Hyderabad...thnx bora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to Frankfurt was a dream come true for me. after the marriage we did not go on a vacation so this came as a welcome break with work involved for me. i booked an apartment from India and my friend Shankar was amazed as he faced some music while searching for an apartment in Bangalore as he had to shift from tin factory. He said "tambi, what man...you booked an apartment sitting in India and I am not able to locate one for myself running around all day with brokers"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I landed here...I was amazed by the city...neat..organized...n what not. guess will take up the details in the next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends here were welcoming enough to make me familiar with usual things anyone will look for in a new city...train routes, grocery stores, commute to office and any and every small thing. thanks to all of you guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess will stop here...so to sum up...I have landed in Frankfurt and am enjoying my stay here...will continue with the details in forthcoming posts...&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/10385387-2622111061808900530?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/2622111061808900530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=2622111061808900530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/2622111061808900530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/2622111061808900530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2010/08/frankfurt-diary-part-1.html' title='Frankfurt Diary -- Part 1'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-1047380177417054980</id><published>2010-01-31T08:24:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-31T08:26:59.755+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Click here to see my &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SY1LG9pkpCs"&gt;wedding&lt;/a&gt; video&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/10385387-1047380177417054980?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/1047380177417054980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=1047380177417054980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/1047380177417054980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/1047380177417054980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-wedding.html' title='My wedding'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-3406781714149664552</id><published>2009-11-14T13:23:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-14T13:27:30.335+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The happiest day in my life...</title><content type='html'>phew...what a feeling...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;within 2 months of knowing a girl, i am finally getting married to her. how lucky, how happy i am...i dnt hv words for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plz visit &lt;a href="http://www.mywedding.com/vishalambika/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more details...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plz bless us with your good wishes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... bunnu :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-3406781714149664552?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/3406781714149664552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=3406781714149664552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/3406781714149664552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/3406781714149664552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2009/11/happiest-day-in-my-life.html' title='The happiest day in my life...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-8136438362046550348</id><published>2009-10-19T02:30:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-19T03:11:54.635+05:30</updated><title type='text'>another road trip...OOTY this time.</title><content type='html'>Note:- this entry talks about events that have happened in the past. Due to scarcity of time due to reasons more than one, the author apologizes for the delay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stage was set, nation was planning to celebrate the birthday of Father of our nation and we 5 were busy planning our next road trip. the destination was ooty and the travellers were my 4 room mates...well, more like brothers. the night before, had the tank filled in till the brim, charged my camera and music player, packed and slept. the next morning we were to take another eventful trip after the &lt;a href="http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2009/07/wayanad-trip-part-1.html"&gt;wayanad&lt;/a&gt; one. ankur drove smoothly till mysore where we had our customary Mc'D break, straightened our backs and continued our journey. this time, your truely was the DJ and i was churning out one track after the another from my music player which was now connected to the car's music system. sagar and shatrughan were fast asleep while aamir, ankur and me were enjoying the roads and were happy as this was a break well deserved for all of us. aamir is getting married next month, and we all are happy for him, so this trip was special for him too.&lt;br /&gt;after crossing mysore through the city, i took over the driving and was pleasantly cruising at around 100-120. boy, what a car aveo is. one of the most comfortable cars i have driven. after entering tamil nadu, we had 2 options, to take a route 30 kms longer than one but with less hair pin turns on the hills. crazy as we are, we took the shorter but the one more risky(read adventure-filled) one and crossed mudumalai tiger reserve. the roads were awesome, and as we drove over the hills, the turns became meaner and thanks to some dumb a** drivers, i was loosing my cool more often than not. for the facts, i was driving for the first time on the hills, and luckily aamir was sitting in the front, guiding me through, thanks mate :-)&lt;br /&gt;i made my journey of more than 40 turns on the hill, some of them more than 45 degree slope safe and sound. upon reaching ooty, we had lunch, tasty as it was. roamed around the city searching for a place to dtay but nothing exited us.&lt;br /&gt;i saw a board "kurnool - 19 kms" and we immediately decided to go there too. after lunch, every1 was feeling sleepy and i drove to kurnool. it was in the valley and too busy and populated for us restless souls to find some solace. took a U-turn and while coming back, happened to spot a railway station "lovedale". suddenly, sagar remembered that this was the same station as in the movie dus kahaniya. exited we were, camera happy as everyone was, we had a blast at the station. clicked photos like mad and had a gr8 time.&lt;br /&gt;on the way back to ooty, it started raining. we were feeling very cold and the only thing in our mind was, how to find a place to stay. luckily, got a almost-complete hotel and the guy was happy to oblige. had a gala time during our night stay there.&lt;br /&gt;the next morning my legs were jammed due to driving and trust me, i felt like lying down, doing nothing till eternity. aamir drove us back till mysore where we had lunch. ankur wanted to try his hand again and drove us till NICE road, just before bangalore. the moment i paid the toll, i knew this is the road i want to drive on!!&lt;br /&gt;me and ankur changed positions and now it was me on the wheel. geared up, reached 140, sagar failed to take a pic and due to some more-than-required-intelligent-driving by 2 large trucks, had to slow down and overtake. revved up again and this time i was able to touch 160, boy what a feeling it is...the best. (see pic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/StuLbL5brbI/AAAAAAAADrc/9NrhZgCOUxk/s1600-h/DSC01599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/StuLbL5brbI/AAAAAAAADrc/9NrhZgCOUxk/s200/DSC01599.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394058277872709042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we got struck in bangalore traffic and reached home some 2 hours late then the normal time it could have taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, it was a trip worth remembering, time well spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys, thanks a lot for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. rest all fine at my end, usual office stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scorpy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-8136438362046550348?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/8136438362046550348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=8136438362046550348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/8136438362046550348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/8136438362046550348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-road-tripooty-this-time.html' title='another road trip...OOTY this time.'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/StuLbL5brbI/AAAAAAAADrc/9NrhZgCOUxk/s72-c/DSC01599.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-2583131000688846848</id><published>2009-08-13T20:09:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-13T20:13:38.423+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Damn the FLU</title><content type='html'>ok...first things first. i was down with FLU for the past 4 days, no office, no routine. we had planned to go to chikmaglur on the long weekend but with the plan seems to b in shambles. moreover, i am scared to go to any crowded place. last sunday had gone to watch Love Aaj Kal and by monday night, i was glued to my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling better now after having taken a shot in my ass and gulping loads of paracetamol and benadryl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope m back to normal by monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;godspeed...wish me gud health.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-2583131000688846848?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/2583131000688846848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=2583131000688846848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/2583131000688846848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/2583131000688846848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2009/08/damn-flu.html' title='Damn the FLU'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-2960316007512781597</id><published>2009-07-06T22:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:16:22.354+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wayanad Trip-part 1</title><content type='html'>It all started with a mail chain among my roomies. Everyone was drained out and badly needed a getaway from the hustle bustle of bangalore. Friday afternoon the first mail arrived and after that began the endless discussion and debates on where to head to for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We narrowed down on coorg, but as soon as Vishal (another vishal in my house) got to know this, he rejected it and proposed either ooty or wayanad. Friday night we packed our bags and spelt thinking we shall decide once vishal comes back. Btw…vishal was still in office when he made that call at around midnight. He came back at around 4, I was awake and happy by seeing dhoni hit that six in the last over to cruise india to victory. Told him that we are still undecided and slept off only to be woken by Ankur at around 5 as that was the plan, we had planned to leave early. Slowly we all got ready and set out at 6:30, still undecided. The only decision taken was that we have to decide by the time we reach mysore so that we can plan the route accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we reached mysore, after making couple of calls to friends and some mutual brainstorming, we decided to head to wayanad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the first break at a Mc’D enroute mysore and straigtened our backs. Shatrughan, is a big fan of off beat cinema and music. I don’t hate Kishor Kr. And pancham da as I still bet, it is the deadliest combo ever available for a director. But he has taken the responsibility to burn a CD with 700mb of travel music and we were more than angry/frustrated/pulling-my-hairs by the time we had covered the first hour of our journey. I don’t say he has poor taste of music, but yes…they were NOT the kind of music you play on a road trip. Anyways, Aamir still had his favourite CD with a compilation of aerosmith/flloyd/metallica and lots more…so we switched the CD and cruised on the b’lore-mysore highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more we headed to kerala, the pleasant the weather became. Saw some beautiful hills covered with clouds and flower fields. Every time we spotted a landscape worth capturing we were too happy to pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, we entered the wayanad wildlife sanctuary, it was a world in its own. Curved roads, tall trees making a tent over the road, occasional spotting of a wild elephant with HUGE tusks, deers and the usual eerie sound of the insects. We rolled down our window panes and enjoyed the cool breeze. The 40 km stretch was the best part of our journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking directions from all possible sources, we reached wayanad at around 5. It was raining all across, the sight was amazing and we were all happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what lies ahead is our evening encounter with nature, the night stay in a hotel with one of the most beautiful scenery and the return journey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-2960316007512781597?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/2960316007512781597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=2960316007512781597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/2960316007512781597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/2960316007512781597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2009/07/wayanad-trip-part-1.html' title='Wayanad Trip-part 1'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-1145216715911234972</id><published>2009-06-20T20:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-20T20:59:03.891+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Kolkata Diaries Concluded...</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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While entering the metro station was checked by a police man and boy…was he amazed by looking at the stuff inside the bags. We bought tickets and boarded the train. The metro was jam packed and I was reminded of the Mumbai locals in terms of the people and the delhi metro as the structure of the train is same. However, we knew we are late for the wedding, we had no option but to get back to the guest house for a quick shower as we were sweating like pigs. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Once ready, we called up saurabh and went to the place where wedding was. The traditional Bengali setup was the first thing that caught my eye. Saurabh was wearing a TOPUR, which is like a cone of radius of approx 6 inches and a height of about a foot. Clicked lots of pics and akshay uploaded the first pic he clicked on orkut after couple of minutes he clicked it. Yes, technology has progressed, came to know this the next day whn ppl called up n were amazed at the speed we did it..ha ha.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;All of us friends had dinner with the bride and the groom and re-lived those old moments. Tried not to pull saurabh’s leg in front of his wife, but once we friends are together, there has to be a bakra, and this time it was saurabh. Poor guy, I think he has a lot to explain to his dear wife, geetanjali.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Came back to the guest house, sweating again, man…I cursed saurabh for fixing his wedding in Kolkata summers. I guess he should have waited for another 3-4 months.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;India was playing and we were busy making plans for the next day as we had to leave the guest house by 3 in the noon as I had my flight and others had their trains scheduled. Akshay proposed we go to dakshineshwar temple, the only problem was, he said the earlier it is, the better it is. We set our deadline of reaching the temple by 6 and there was a heated discussion as to should we book the CALL TAXI or not…man this was fun…finally, we went to sleep at around 1 and were wide awake by 5…the sun was already burning hot and we got up. Got ready and left for the temple. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;I bet nowhere in the world you will find people more religious than india. The line was already about a kilometer long and the heat was getting on to us. Finally managed darshan and were back to the journey to Victoria memorial. Reached there at around 9:30, only to discover that the museum opens at 10. Waited there for some time, had breakfast and went inside. I have seen museums earlier but this was different…some really rare collections. Overall, a nice experience.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Went to meet an old senior from engg. Debashish chandel to a mall in salt lake. Finally I found a place in Kolkata which looks like a part of a metropolitan city. Old times remembered…legs pulled…nostalgia prevailed. Had to take leave at around 1 as had to get back to the guest house. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Came back, met saurabh, said bye to my friends, promising to meet again sometimes…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Meeting old friends is always fun...and now I realized why people say, friends are forever and if you find time to meet them, u r lucky. I can proudly say, I have some people in life whom I met 7 years ago, and I still can not miss a chance to meet them…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Guys…thanks a lot…come what may…we will be friends forever.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Coming back to present…finally a weekend at home…project stable…things getting sorting out…finally I don’t get that feeling when I get up… ‘’shit, office jana hai fir se…”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Hope things get better…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;M njoying my life here…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;So long…peace out…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;…scorpy : - ) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-1145216715911234972?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/1145216715911234972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=1145216715911234972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/1145216715911234972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/1145216715911234972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2009/06/kolkata-diaries-concluded.html' title='Kolkata Diaries Concluded...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-2924162219128008253</id><published>2009-06-14T23:35:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-20T20:59:54.778+05:30</updated><title type='text'>kolkata diary part-2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;So...starting from where I left.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;The taxi driver was confident enough that he knows the place and I, for once realised that I might reach the guest house in no time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;There are times in your life when u feel a real and grave threat to your life. That may be due to any small reason or big. One such incident was when I was being operated for appendix after it had burst inside my body. That was way back in class 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;. The closest threat was posted by this taxi driver. He was driving as if he has a race to win and a pit girl to take home as a prize.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let me give a quick glimpse of the situation of driving in Kolkata.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There are no dividers on the roads&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;People don’t know that India has left hand driving rule.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;Footpath is a concept alien to them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;After my repeated requests to him and telling him that I don’t have a flight to catch as I have just come out of the airport, he reduced the speed just by a fraction. The taxi suddenly comes to a halt in front of a primary school. The driver asks me if this is the place where I intend to go. I was amused...didn’t knew how to react. I calmly explained him the address again and suggested him to ask some1 if this is the correct area. He enquired and came back grinning announcing that this is a wrong area and we have to turn back. That was it then...I said if I don’t reach the guest house in the next 10 minutes, I will take my money back and catch an auto. Thanks to Google maps, I now had an idea that the place is not far.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;The next lap began of the race...and I was not convinced that even if there is an accident, ambassador is a big enough car to save me from any injury. And to keep his word, I was in the guest house in 10 minutes. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;The heat was unbearable and after exchanging hellos with my other friends, akshay, vikas and saurabh I headed for a much needed shower.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;Lunch was arranged at the bride’s place and I was more than hungry. After lunch, vibhor joined us at the guest house with a friend of his who works in Kolkata. As saurabh would have been busy with his wedding arrangements, we took his leave till evening and headed for some sight seeing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;Another yellow taxi, another F1 race simulation, and we reached chowrangi lane. The first thing that stuck me was that most of the buildings were old, and there was no effort put in to renovate them. Countless mills and factories in closed position are locked down since ages. They can very well sell the junk and use the land for something better. Another thing that you cant miss is the hammer and sickle symbol on every second wall.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;The market reminded me of busy colaba market in Mumbai. Went inside a shop claimed to be the biggest in Kolkata for leather goods, sree leathers. A must visit place in case you want some authentic and cheap leather stuff. I was never an impulse shopper, but suddenly I felt like buying everything and was poorer by couple of grands.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;We suddenly realised that we had to rush back for the wedding and as it was evening there was no chance if we took a cab, we would reach by mid night.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;The next available option was the local train which took us from esplanet to dum dum.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;Details of the journey and the wedding in the next part. The concluding part will comprise of the Kolkata darshan and my return journey to Bangalore.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;Till then...peace out.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/10385387-2924162219128008253?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/2924162219128008253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=2924162219128008253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/2924162219128008253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/2924162219128008253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2009/06/kolkata-diary-part-2.html' title='kolkata diary part-2'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-8373363509208686407</id><published>2009-06-08T23:52:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-09T22:07:54.584+05:30</updated><title type='text'>kolkata diary part-1</title><content type='html'>well, almost 4 months later...i come back to a place i call my own...my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the occasion is my 27 hours spent in kolkata.  To set the context, i have nothing against any city as i have travelled enough to keep myself to terms with most of the cities i have travelled or stayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dear friend, saurabh, my engg. roommate got married to his sweetheart on 6th june. owing to the heap of shit the project is in, i was granted leave for the weekend privided i work on friday night. as i had booked my tickets last month, i had no option. stayed in the infy guest house, thanks to Hari, got up and caught the first bus to the airport. the journey to kolkata was smooth as i finished "prisoner of birth" which i was left with last few pages and then slept, waking up only when the aircraft experienced some turbulence over kolkata due to clouds over the bay of bengal. i peeped down the window and the first thing i saw was the beautiful howrah bridge, eden garden and the unmissable rows and rows of mustarb yellow ambassadors. i had seen them on TV, but was surprised that i was able to spot them from the plane.&lt;br /&gt;the flight took a full U-Turn over kolkata city. loads of greenery and trees looked beatiful. i was feeling happy. and as they say, all happy things come to an end, this too soon came to an end, details later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i land at the airport, the captain announced that the outside temperature is a little over 37 degrees. i smiled. having stayed 4 years in Agra, where during june the temperature used to be in high 40s, 37 looked bearable. but staying in bangalore and staying in AC for almost 12 hours a day made my head spin as soon as i set my foot  on kolkata. the airport was, well, not even half decent comparing to the new swanky ones of hyderabad or banaglore, or for that matter mumbai and delhi combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fearing the worse, i stepped inside the terminal, my gall bladder was tested to its limits and i needed to pee on priority basis. searching my way through old and dusty sign boards with tube lights flickering inside them, i dared to open a door and i entered one of the stinkienst loo ever in an airport. relieved, i came back and called up my friend as to ask him the route.  he too, being new to kolkata, was of little help and i was left to the mercy of the prepaid taxi. i knew the address, so went to a guy who was giving slips and announced in bengali that i was now mercy of a taxi driver who looked a little better than a junkie. it was minutes later that i realised that i was charged almost 3 times what it would have taken to take a taxi from just outside the airport. sulking, i sat in the taxi and headed for the guest house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...rest later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-8373363509208686407?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/8373363509208686407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=8373363509208686407' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/8373363509208686407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/8373363509208686407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2009/06/kolkata-diary-part-1.html' title='kolkata diary part-1'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-8058967239279669047</id><published>2009-01-19T18:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-19T18:41:04.095+05:30</updated><title type='text'>chandni chowk to china to dustbin</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;is it because i watch too much kubrick or tarentino or scorsece that i have lost touch of typical masala bollywood flicks or is it that the movies that come out these days are trash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;i am saying this because of 2 incidents in the recent past that happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;1. i was fast asleep during the climax of ghajini. went to watch it first day, first show with friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;2. sat through CC2C just hoping something worth the hype may come up. details as below...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;coming to point, i had nothing better to do and a friend gave me link to a site where you can see movies online (ok, sue me for copyright infringement or anything, but sue the person who runs the website) bhai, pehle us admi ka sign leke ao..he he..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;so i saw the link of Chandni chowk to china there and thought why waste couple of hundred bucks, lets watch it. the movie opened to a usual 300-500 year old setup of a chinese warrior or something...i remembered those B grade chinese flicks...waited for akshay kumar...as i hve full faith he can carry a film solely on his shoulders. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;the movie cuts to today's world and a repeat performance of singh is king is done where akshay is portrayed as a stupid guy but gud at heart (doesn't he gets enough of it!!) and mithun da and ranvir shorey fill in the screen as bread crumbs. deepika padukone is a TV model for some teleshopping group...TSM...that name still haunts me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;and so on..the story travels to china even before you blink your eye the "chandni chowk" part is over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;stupid dialouges, too much chinese language without proper narration gives you a glimpse of what is in store, the faith on akshay kumar dwindles and you are made to further torture...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;i wondered wether any old trick in the hat was left unused .... reincarnation, long lost sisters, loss of memory, revenge, twin-sister-confusion, a stupid villain, fight for a village...i can go on and on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;finally something happens and disaster strikes when the most shitty dialouge is uttered "har insan ke andar ek move hota hai" (every person has a move of its own) and by that time i had waited long enough to find somethign interesting and it was about climax...and the movie ends with a rap..(singh is king again....) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;i was aghast at the way the movie was made...there is a person who comes to india and makes a gem like slumdog millionaire (purely my personal opinion, those who dont agree, cant help you guys) and we have people from india going to china and come out with this trash...moreso...the lead actors do a around-the-world-in-10-days for the promotion and i came to know that amitabh bachhan was invited for the premier in london by akki...poor big b...he must have relived drona i bet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;to sum it up..please stay away from CC2C...my mind was so numb, i watched pulp fiction and reservoir dogs again for the umpteenth time to get over the horror of CC2C...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;...peace out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;scorpy...&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/10385387-8058967239279669047?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/8058967239279669047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=8058967239279669047' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/8058967239279669047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/8058967239279669047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2009/01/chandni-chowk-to-china-to-dustbin.html' title='chandni chowk to china to dustbin'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-1381878824939300318</id><published>2008-12-31T23:13:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:18:25.165+05:30</updated><title type='text'>new year eve rantings...</title><content type='html'>well, as i write this...the year 2008 comes to an end...about an hour left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i somehow could never figure out the hype and moolah about new year. its just another day for heaven's sake. The sun doesn’t rises from the west, neither you wake up as a different person on a 1st of january. This, I feel, is an excuse to do promise something new to yourself or others may be. Anyways, it doesn’t makes a difference to me as I have to attend office tomorrow, the same routine…&lt;br /&gt;swipe in&lt;br /&gt;login to your system&lt;br /&gt;check mails&lt;br /&gt;schedule meetings&lt;br /&gt;scribble notes&lt;br /&gt;make excels&lt;br /&gt;check mails…&lt;br /&gt;…and the list goes on…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of the people do, rather the news channels write countless articles on the year gone by coming out with lists as bizzare as the best and the worst of almost anything and everything. I thought it will be a good idea to analyse my life over the period of the past 365 sunrises and sunsets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st jan&lt;/span&gt;…I was still basking in the glory of getting a job from campus.&lt;br /&gt;The trip to college were few and rare. They were more of a leisure trips for a break from the mundane but peaceful life of the hostel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;March end&lt;/span&gt;…me with 3 of my friends, arjun, pranjal and shulin made an unforgettable trip to GOA and to sum it up, those were one of the best 5 days of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;, the final trimester exams made me study one more time…one more time had to hang 2 badges to confirm my identity to our dear exam controller. I will never forget this person as I hope not any of us will do. His mundane remarks, those stupid jokes, those repetitive one liners and how much sadistic pleasure that guy use to get from seeing a student in any sort of problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt;, the MBA ends, mom dad come to mumbai to have a small vacation and I accompany them back to home. How much I hate to leave hostels…those roads of my engineering college and my final march to the station in june’06 was fresh in my mind and in less than 2 years I had to go through it again. Sigh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt; went peacefully as I was finally getting a month off time with my parents after 6 long years. They had sent me off as a 12th pass student and now I was, an MBA, with a decent job. I guess I had fulfilled all their dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10th june&lt;/span&gt; I come to Hyderabad for my induction. Another chapter in life…new friends…new challenges…new place…some old friends too whom I was too happy to be with again. Days passed merrily. It will take me more than a blog post to tell you guys about Shabeer, my classmate from MBA. We enjoyed our days at hyderabad. Finally the postings and practices list came and I was to stay at Hyderabad as it was my final location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14th August&lt;/span&gt;, the flat just opposite to the campus in finalised and I move &amp;amp; a housewarming party was organised by varun, my another flatmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September to november&lt;/span&gt;, these 3 months passed with some crude realities popping their face from nowhere. The 7 day project, my on and then off-at-the-final-moment bangalore assignment, the Dubai opportunity, the irony of being allocated to bench the day I receive my VISA…lost happened. In between there were things like the i-never-miss-to-play-pool at 5 PM sharp, the Wednesday quizes which I organised and attended, lunch with raghav,T and sunil…days were fun…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24th October&lt;/span&gt;, I leave for home for diwali vacations and spend my birthday with mom n dad after ages. Details are in a Priceless post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fag end of november&lt;/span&gt;, I am told that 3 months is too long for a “valuable” resource like me to be out of work, so I am instructed to pack my bags and land up in bangalore on 1st of december. I was given 3 days to settle everything and wind up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st december&lt;/span&gt;, I land up in bangalore office, meet the team and start working. Since then, life has been …mmm…good I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happen to go to coorg, the same group of 4 which went to goa. Had good time away from office and work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31st december, tomorrow being working day, have no plans for tonight or tomorrow for that matter. So I sit here wondering what 2009 has in store for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...let there be peace and happy new year to you and me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...bunnu :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-1381878824939300318?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/1381878824939300318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=1381878824939300318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/1381878824939300318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/1381878824939300318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-year-eve-rantings_31.html' title='new year eve rantings...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-1736246380480613447</id><published>2008-12-21T20:22:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-21T20:25:21.206+05:30</updated><title type='text'>learnings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somethings i have learned in last one month...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time when you must stand alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must feel confident enough within yourself to follow your own dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be willing to make sacrifices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be capable of changing and rearranging your priorities so that your final goal can be achieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, familiarity and comfort need to be challenged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when you must take a few extra chances and create your own realities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be strong enough to at least try to make your life better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be confident enough that you won't settle for a compromise just to get by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate yourself by allowing yourself the opportunities to grow, develop, and find your true sense of purpose in this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stand in someone else's shadow when it's your sunlight that should lead the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-1736246380480613447?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/1736246380480613447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=1736246380480613447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/1736246380480613447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/1736246380480613447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2008/12/learnings.html' title='learnings...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-4961023184481011069</id><published>2008-12-14T14:42:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-14T15:23:40.436+05:30</updated><title type='text'>bangalored</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sitting here in the boring room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's just another rainy Sunday afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm wasting my time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I got nothing to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm hanging around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But nothing ever happens and I wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm driving around in my car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm driving too fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm driving too far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'd like to change my point of view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I feel so lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But nothing ever happens and I wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I wonder how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I wonder why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm turning my head up and down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm turning turning turning turning turning around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And all that I can see is just another lemon-tree...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah...that's exactly what is happening to me now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, just rewind a bit to when i came back to hyderabad from the diwali vacations. a week passed in getting back to the routine again. as is said umpteen times, man proposes and God disposes, when i was asked to move myself to bangalore for some urgent project requirement, little did i knew that this will turn out to be something more than what i had expected. so, coming back, i was given 3 days to pack up and move. accommodation was arranged in infosys guest house in the campus, electronic city to be precise. for those who know, infosys never disappoints its employees of the facilities they provide. i was in the guest house in hyderabad for 2 months, and was sure i will be comfortable, but i was surprised again, this was even better!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, joined the project on monday, december 1st, met the manager, the team, and every1 has been very cordial and helpful. so, to sum it up, m njoying here. but somewhere, it strikes me, where am i, what m i doing...to amuse me more, these things come to the mind only on weekends that's  because, there is no1 here with me whom i know...of course i have friends and last 2 weekends have been great. meeting vikas couple of times, couple of my juniors T&amp;amp;P, and of course...one of my favourite senior ashish. went for a movie yesterday with vikas...met shekhar which was not on the plan. so, when i am with people, i feel secure, happy, njoying my life here. but when i am alone in my room, can't think of anything. for people from welingkar reading this, may know about the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Myers-Briggs_Type_Indicator"&gt;MBTI&lt;/a&gt; test which our dear bansod sir took once in trim 1 and i was the only one in class to secure full points of being an extrovert and none for introvert, and sir commented, if u want to take revenge from this person, cut him off from every1, take away his cell and laptop, and that will be the sweetest revenge...seems like that is coming true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can not live without internet...period. found out infy gives net access to its guests at the hostel which is said to be unrestriced. after some efforts got it and tested it for un-restricted-ness and VOILA...i was there...all set...blogging, chatting, downloading...and working too sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, i hate to admit, you need to talk to some1 face to face to make sure u exist. and that's what i have been thinking. the poor TV tries everything showing me countless channels which entertain me for a limited amount of time, but then what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add to that, my manager has some long term plans for me according to which, he has asked me to be prepared for a long stint here at bangalore. and with 14 days of my stay here i have met some of the people who were asked to move to bangalore for a short term transfer...and have not returned since...its been more than a year for some. i dont know, i am still not prepared for it. bangalore is too different. life is hectic, traffic is pathetic...but its a nice city. might be because i live so far from civilisation that returning back from the city takes some effort that i am reluctant to go out frequently. so i confine myself to the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading is one thing i am happy i got involved in, better late than never. started reading when i was in mumbai. so carrying on, finished 2 books since i came here, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_White_Tiger"&gt;the white tiger&lt;/a&gt; by aravind adiga and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Inscrutable_Americans"&gt;the unscrutable americans&lt;/a&gt; by anurag mathur. both of the books are highly recommended if you want to read some quality stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess ill stop here...sehwag is hitting england black and blue...india needs 387 to win the test...n that is what i am hoping for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing my old days...agra...mumbai...hyderabad...hope i get good memories here at bangalore too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...let there be peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...bunnu :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-4961023184481011069?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/4961023184481011069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=4961023184481011069' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/4961023184481011069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/4961023184481011069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2008/12/bangalored.html' title='bangalored'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-1787435754363399666</id><published>2008-11-04T19:10:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-04T19:17:14.107+05:30</updated><title type='text'>priceless...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Flight tickets to home – Rs. 10,500, DVD home theatre system – Rs. 10,000, watching sholay with dad for umpteenth time and laughing at the jokes…PRICELESS !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeah...this is a shameless rip-off from the MasterCard ad but alas, could'nt think of anything more apt than this title for this post. To give a background, I was home for my first vacation since I landed in the city of Nizams. After much suspense got my leaves for the diwali week, the planning for the same and tickets booking had been done weeks in advance. So, left for Delhi on 24th night on the worst ever flight journey I have taken in my life. It all started with the seat we got, we as in, me, Varun my flat mate and T, a friend from infy. Courtesy the McDonald burger we checked in late and got seats in row 31 i.e. the second last seat in the aircraft. Some super intelligent mortal screwed up the lavatory flush and the suction system went for a toss and there was this constant sound which lasted for the entire journey. Not to mention, all of us had a bad headache by the time we landed. But being home is a feeling for which we were more than happy. Went to varun’s place in the night as it was already 1 by the time we left the airport. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Took a bus to Meerut in the morning and was home by noon. Mom, dad, nani and chhotu, our new errand boy came to receive me and can’t describe how happy I was to see them. I knew, the next 8 days are going to be fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Coming back to chhotu, he is a 10 year old orphan and my fufaji left him with dad as we needed a servant. But within a week, my mom developed affection for him and apart from the usual house chores, he is now learning to read and write…I felt happy when he recited alphabets from A-Z and numbers from 1-100 within a couple of breaths. Bought him a slate and chalk and taught him basic maths in terms of if he buys bread worth 12 rupees and gives the shopkeeper 15 rupees, he should receive 3 rupees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Getting old as a bachelor is tough once u reach a certain age as your bachelorhood is in danger and by danger I mean grave danger as Daniel Kaffee puts in A Few Good men. To add to that, birthdays are a sign that you are getting old day by day and luckily I was at home for birthday after almost 7 years. Mom and dad were adamant that I finally give up to their wish and get ready for some serious thoughts on marriage. I was not able to answer dad’s logic of “when I was of your age, you were already 3 years old” which proved to be the final nail in the coffin. So mom is in progress of searching for a good daughter-in-law and I think she has done enough good deeds in life for which I should not deprive her from this pleasure of seeing his son getting settled to a girl who is well adjustable in my family. And over-enthusiast relatives are playing role of catalysts and trust me, relatives are so exited in this case that they can bring chemical catalysts to shame. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As I was saving my salary for some gifts to my parents, I decided to take mom for shopping and bought a 5.1 channel home theater system and a juicer with couple of other household stuff. Mom was very happy as I swiped my card…she was silent for some time…n while I was driving back home, she said, this is one of the most happy days of my life as today my son said, mom buy what you feel like, ill pay. She was happy to see that her son is on his own now. I remembered the days when I use to ask for 5 rupees from her telling I need to get my cycle repaired or when I was doing my engineering, I use to give miss calls to dad indicating that I have exhausted my balance and please call me up, I need some money to see the month through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On my birthday, I asked dad lets buy something, I was planning to buy a digicam and cell phones for mom n dad. When I declared my wish, dad, very thoughtfully said, if u want to spend, spend on gold. And knowing that my mom has special liking for the yellow metal, I knew, something catastrophic was coming my way. Still, I agreed and we went to a jewelers shop. What I had in mind was a ring for mom or a chain or a bracelet for dad. But all my assumptions went to dungeons when mom declared, “kuch shadi ke purpose se dikhaiye” and looking at my bewildered face dad added further, “teri wife ke liye hi le rahe hain, chinta mat kar” and gave a conquering smile. After 10 minutes of scanning what the person showed her, she declared, “thoda heavy me dikhaiye” For the next half an hour,I was looking at stuff which I never noticed earlier. Finally mom zeroed down to 4 gold sets (set of a necklace and ear-rings) and asks me smilingly, “kaunsa pasand aya” and I sheepily said, “mujhe thode hi pehanaoge, jo achha lag raha hai le lo” and the lady sitting next to me started laughing. I was trying to figure out how much will that small box cost me by looking at the weight and a rough estimate was that it will be more than my month’s salary. Finally, when the bill was made, my assumption proved to be right and the SMS from ICICI bank declared the transaction of 55,000 being made by my card. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Packing is one thing I hate and next day was my flight so had to pack my stuff in the night. After a long sentimental discussion with dad I finally closed the zip of the travel bag and spelt off remembering the 8 wonderful days I spent at home. Sitting in office now I check my credit card statement of 72,000, I smiled; I will never regret paying this bill as I am ready to pay even more for the happy look I saw on my parent’s face. I guess they were thinking, “Our son has finally grown up”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Peace…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bunnu :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-1787435754363399666?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/1787435754363399666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=1787435754363399666' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/1787435754363399666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/1787435754363399666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2008/11/priceless.html' title='priceless...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-7699884135549523377</id><published>2008-10-19T00:19:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-19T00:59:03.587+05:30</updated><title type='text'>a walk on those streets...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;caution : this is a nostalgic post, so people in case u feel bored hapfway through, kindly punish your fingures to drag the cursor to the red button with the cross, but please dont you dare call this a trash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah...another nostalgic post, can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was on a tour from Hyderabad to mumbai last weekend. left Hyderabad on 8th evening. the bus journey was pleasant and landed in mumbai at around 10 in the morning, headed straight to the hostel...yeah, that very hostel where i had spent 2 of the most wonderful years. actually speaking, i have felt, wherever you spend your time, once u leave it and come back to it, it feels good coz u recollect all the pleasant things u did. same happened with me too...walking up those stairs...that same fridge, the water cooler, the old doors..it was all coming back to me. met couple of my juniors there and every1 was happy to see me. due to the ongoing economic circus, everyone was in tension...or to come to the reality, every1 was shitting bricks. after some gyan transfer, some relief and confidence seems to have seeped down to them. met an old friend of mine in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;writing about R will take an entire book for me. this was the 3rd time i was meeting her since 2001 but there has not been a second about our lives which we don't know. nywaz...came back to hostel in the evening and met &lt;a href="http://ummyheart.blogspot.com/"&gt;purushottam awasthi&lt;/a&gt; there are times when you meet a person and start liking or hating him or her for no particular reason. i remember rajesh khanna's act in anand...where he randomly talks to people and upon asking, explains the transmitter theory. i have met puru through a common friend just once prior to this meeting of ours but both of us feel we know each other since years, in fact, even while we talk to each other, there is no apprehension about sharing even the minute details on things. thank you God for making sane people like puru otherwise more than half the people i meet now a days are not even worth a mention. i read somewhere... "half of the world's population is alive because it is illegal to kill"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywaz, no more sadistic words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next morning went to college, collected my provisional certificate and came back to hostel again. dont know why, bt wanted to spend more and more time there was kinda relieved when i enter that building. in the evening couple of plans went haywire, thanks to the mumbai rains. a surprise plan to go to pune came up to meet shankar as i was not able to make to his wedding so me, amu n shiv left for pune the next morning. villi joined us later. the gang was joined by ashok in pune and boy...we had a blast...brought the house down with those old jokes and remembering the good old times...those mexican waves in class, the spacebar chain, the coughing chain, those mischiefs during exam in the hall, those leg pullings, the placement time...everything flashed by my eyes in those 5-6 hours. met mayank later in the night and had a long long long conversation with him till 4 in the morning on his terrace. remembered all those engineering days. man, life can change so very drastically one can not imagine. was feeling on top the world as i was able to live my last 6 years in these 2 days. next day met shariq, another engg buddie and the same old talks went flowing...in the evening got back on the bus to hyderabad and took a forget-as-soon-as-possible journey back and was in office at 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in all, was refreshed, revitalised and happy that i went to mumbai and met old friends...relived those moments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back in hyderabad, nothing great to write about...struggle for existence continues...lets c how i survive this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be applying for leave on monday...will take a week off on diwali and go home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bunnu :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. : heartfelt apologies to gaurav, nikhil and rachit for not being able to meet up with you guys, promise to not repeat this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-7699884135549523377?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/7699884135549523377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=7699884135549523377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/7699884135549523377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/7699884135549523377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2008/10/walk-on-those-streets.html' title='a walk on those streets...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-4480910410055809433</id><published>2008-09-15T00:15:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-15T00:18:47.471+05:30</updated><title type='text'>this part of my life is called...helpless</title><content type='html'>well, surprise surprise...in all the confusion and eventful life, there are some things i can b happy about...like having a new internet connection :-) [ppl who kno me wil undrstnd wht tht means to me].&lt;br /&gt;my last post was when i was under training at infy...stay in hostel was legan-WAIT FOR IT-dary...yeah, that is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barney_Stinson"&gt;barney's&lt;/a&gt; effect ... ws done with the training on 14th august and shifted to my new abode...after having a blast at the housewarming party, i finally moved into the apartment on 17th...&lt;br /&gt;for the record, this is the first time m staying in a rented apartment with a couple of guys...varun, assistant manager at GENPACT and anirban, from infosys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, life was smooth for the first week ... after which i became desperate for work and out of sheer desperation agreed to go to bangalore for a project...for the next 2 weeks i was making myself prepared to go to bangalore. the day i booked my travel request, i got the mail from a PM that there is a projec tin hyderabad itself...man, was i not exited...hell yeah...but who said good things come with no strings attached...there was a major turn of events and it took a herculean effort to convince some1 whom i hv never met n hv no connection but was pulling up strings on me to  come there...n man, was i not disturbed...the last time i was so tense and worked up was...shit...can't compare this shit to ny of the things that have happened to me...so, yeah...things were bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, God must hv discounted me for some good deed .. i finally gt a project in hyderabad and will be here. wht a relief.&lt;br /&gt;other things moving on fine...hv to start work tomorrow...meeting the team and other stuff...&lt;br /&gt;life was never better...got the latest wi-max offering from reliance. watching pulp fiction, downloading a welcome as i type these words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was another sad day in indian history as 5 blasts rocked the nation capital...was kinda blank for some time as i had visited all those places sometime or the other...called up my friends there...all well...but wht bout the ppl who lost their lives or were injured...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's bout it...hv posted some pics on orkut...will add them to picasa as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing out for the time being...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bunnu :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-4480910410055809433?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/4480910410055809433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=4480910410055809433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/4480910410055809433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/4480910410055809433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-part-of-my-life-is-calledhelpless.html' title='this part of my life is called...helpless'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-6287364635263951546</id><published>2008-07-11T20:22:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-29T02:02:56.882+05:30</updated><title type='text'>from mumbai to bareilly to meerut to hyderabad...!!!</title><content type='html'>yeah yeah...i kno its been some time since i scribbled something here...the main reason being lack of time and i was purposefully refraining myself to come up with half baked posts which might leave u gasping for more n stuff like that..&lt;br /&gt;so i begin with where i left...the batch party was fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i left mumbai on 5th may with a bit heavy heart coz there are so many things i miss...ambika ki chai, hanuman ka paneer butter masala...those long walks at marine drive to name a few things...&lt;br /&gt;but as it has been said, life is a journey and u move on n some shit like that...&lt;br /&gt;mom n dad came to mumbai...ghoomne ke liye. i was with them for 3-4 days before i packed up my stuff n landed in agra the next day...went to my engineering college to collect the engineering degree. it was a nice feeling seeing the same people whom i had left 2 years ago meeting me with the same zeal and affection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after visiting some holy places like mankameshwar mandir, fatehpur sikri and mathura...i was back to bareilly, a place where i spent 12 glorious years of my life...coming back to home, climbing those stairs...walking on those roads were like living life in reverse mode...many small and big memories came rushing in my head...yeah, i hate to admit, but i kinda became a bit nostalgic there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, time to move on, after a week, i was off to meerut, my new home. i had almost a silent stay in meerut, courtesy vodafone, my incoming was barred coz of some stupid reason. So was out of touch. The only respite for me was the sify i-way near to the main gate of the colony and trust me guys, there is nothing better than free internet, coz it hurts to pay 35 bucks for 2 hours. I request the next government to please provide free internet for poor souls like me. Nywaz…the month was calm and peaceful, was staying with mom n dad for a month after like 6 years…so in short I had a good time. Akshay, my dear friend came to visit me on one weekend and we had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to move on again…9th june was my flight to Hyderabad…left meerut with a heavy heart…trust me guys, if ur parents are there to c u off, it rubs like salt…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landed here in the night, n was in infy campus the next day…&lt;br /&gt;My prayer to God, deduct one good deed from my account, if any, and please take care of NRN when he comes to you, wht a campus this is…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The facilities are world class, no complains…full marks to NRN…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read his quote somewhere… “when my employees walk back to their homes, my net worth becomes zero, and I regain it when they walk in the next morning”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nywaz, so presently, I am njoying my stay here at Hyderabad campus. Have been allotted EAI-BPM(enterprise application integration – business process management) as a practice and Hyderabad as the location. So the hunt for a place to stay is on…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hv no complains from life…this is where I have always wanted to b…an IT consultant…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I would like to wholeheartedly thank people who own those countless proxy servers to make unrestricted internet surfing a reality…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that’s it….life is moving fast…m trying to catch up with this bitch…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunnu :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-6287364635263951546?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/6287364635263951546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=6287364635263951546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/6287364635263951546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/6287364635263951546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2008/07/from-mumbai-to-bareilly-to-meerut-to.html' title='from mumbai to bareilly to meerut to hyderabad...!!!'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-407217256139925990</id><published>2008-04-23T04:19:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-23T04:26:01.614+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ebiz rocked...</title><content type='html'>the name of this post might surprise them who are familiar with the term "ebiz rocks"...it was one thing by which we all lived our 2 years...and as these 2 years come to an end...i somehow don't want the feeling one gets when some1 says "ebiz rocks" away frm me...hope we get more chances in life to get together and shout it at the top of our voices and feel proud to be one of those 56 who for 2 years lived by this term...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MBA...2 years...got over...today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mixed feelings...being happy as a new chapter is about to begin and as alwaz, hoping it to be brighter than the previous one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being sad...coz i hv to leave my friends...people i met here in mumbai, and i swear by anything, they have amazed me to the core. some of them have understood me so well that i feel like i am standing naked in front of them. they had my back even when i did not realise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some have misunderstood me so well that there is no scope left for them to reconsider that i might not be what their perception is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest aside...when i stepped here, i never realised that my life is going to be so full of everything...literally...everything...apart from the torture a normal MBA grad goes thru, there were so many things that happened to me that even i feel amazed at them...trust me, if i start typing them down, ill hurt my hands to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;namit, my dear roomie left 15 minutes ago...and i now realise that i have no clue when i am gonna meet him next...suddenly my room seems empty to me. he joined HUL in feb and had left to "somewhere in south india" and came back to take the final exams...but today, when he FINALLY left, i suddenly felt a chill down the spine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not that i hv not been in such situations...trust me, leaving the engineering hostel was much worse..."much" seems to b a miniscule measure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all those long lectures, boring presentations, shrinking deadlines, placement pressure which would give any sane person a minor heart attack...i find myself in a situation where i am all by myself...again...suddenly i look around and i see faces which might not b in front of me...ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a blast at a local disc "hawaiian shack". it's the same place where we had gathered last year also...and last year we left before the DJ stopped playing because everyone was so tired that "put your hairs down" was turned to "put EVERYTHING down"...what a night it was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today, the atmosphere was bang opposite than the earlier, it's not that we did'nt danced or had our drinks...but the thing was that on everyone's back of the mind, there was a thought going on ki "dekh lo yar, mil lo...fir pata nahi kab mile..." even people placed in the same company and the same office had this thought for once while meeting their future colleagues and they later realised that they will be in the same office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had thought that the engineering years were the best of my life…but today I can say that those 4 years have competition from these 2…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah…some of u might think that I am writing all this emotional crap…but trust me people, one has to be in this situation to understand what it takes to face the fact that there will be no1 to sleep in between lectures..no1 to curse you when u crack a f**kall PJ…no1 to tell that “everything will be fine”…no1 to tell you that “you r a kid…u wont understand…”...no1 to bug me for some software or movie or a video clip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thnx ebiz…thnx to all the 55 of you who made me identify some portion of myself which was not evident to me, be it my maturity, hard-work or the kiddishness and my stupidities…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios people…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will miss you all…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…urs….BUNNU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : no names have been taken, purposefully, coz I feel each one of you has a place in my heart..some of you know some of you don’t…so let it be that ways…things are the best this ways…let them be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-407217256139925990?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/407217256139925990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=407217256139925990' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/407217256139925990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/407217256139925990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2008/04/ebiz-rocked.html' title='ebiz rocked...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-4745543199133885674</id><published>2007-12-27T14:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-27T16:59:52.322+05:30</updated><title type='text'>home sweet home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/R3ODPc6ApkI/AAAAAAAABYQ/Ub7ecwkMkVw/s1600-h/home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/R3ODPc6ApkI/AAAAAAAABYQ/Ub7ecwkMkVw/s320/home.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148603100495390274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, life after placement has been good.things are going fine. went home...after 14 months...met mom dad n loads of relatives...was taken into a whole new world...a world of its own...a world of which i was a part till some 6 years ago, there were places which i remembered use to be my hangouts...those farms...those mango trees, those huge tubewell pools which were my escapades from the scrotching heat in the summer vacations...those aging people my grandfathers and his cousins who taught me what teachers could not teach me in the class... the lessons of life.&lt;br /&gt;and this time i met them, they were all so different...aging, amused at almost every thing around, government policies agaist farmers, social disorder as they name the declining trend in the society and lots of other things...i somehow feel i am also a part of the sociey they dread..but the ambition of a good career and a better life has made me travel far from the world they live in...nywaz, thats a long story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming back to me...i went home on 18th dec...and the next 5 days were total fun. had almost all the goodies i was missing in the past year...drove the new alto dad bought...380 kms in 5 days was what the tripmeter read, went to all the relatives. mom was especially very annoyed on the amount of weight i have gained and took me a promise that i will reduce before i complete my MBA..lets c wether i can keep that or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the present status is that m back to my den...reuniting with the classmates...bucktooth has scheduled exams on the 2nd &amp;amp; 3rd, rest exams will b scheduled later...i sometimes feel amused as to how diligently a person can b committed to the cause of screwing happiness of its own students...well thats a different story altogether i wont waste time on him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest all fine...went to watch TAARE ZAMEEN PAR last night with shankar, shulin and pranjal...what a movie...splendid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life strolling steadily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets c what the next 6 months have in store for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats it for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let peace prevail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunnu :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-4745543199133885674?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/4745543199133885674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=4745543199133885674' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/4745543199133885674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/4745543199133885674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2007/12/home-sweet-home.html' title='home sweet home...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/R3ODPc6ApkI/AAAAAAAABYQ/Ub7ecwkMkVw/s72-c/home.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-6156785263769164935</id><published>2007-12-16T10:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-16T10:06:18.033+05:30</updated><title type='text'>मैंने कर दिखाया...</title><content type='html'>yes...its true...i got thru infosys...as a business analyst/asociate consultant for 7.25 LPA...&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;14th december 10:48 am...what a moment...after a grilling 1 hour interview was given a spot offer and was welcomed to the Infosys family.&lt;br /&gt;had dreamt of this moment since ages...i guess i m feeling so short of words that i actually took 2 days to decide what to write here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a nutshell, i am happy...for myself...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-6156785263769164935?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/6156785263769164935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=6156785263769164935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/6156785263769164935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/6156785263769164935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='मैंने कर दिखाया...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-8658901513732028215</id><published>2007-10-28T20:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-28T20:14:10.513+05:30</updated><title type='text'>जिंदगी ...</title><content type='html'>मैं दो कदम चलता और एक पल को रुकता मगर...इस एक पल जिन्दगी मुझसे चार कदम आगे बढ जाती।&lt;br /&gt;मैं फिर दो कदम चलता और एक पल को रुकता और...जिन्दगी फिर मुझसे चार कदम आगे बढ जाती ।&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;युँ ही जिन्दगी को जीतता देख मैं मुस्कुराता और...जिन्दगी मेरी मुस्कुराहट पर हैंरान होती ।&lt;br /&gt;ये सिलसिला यहीं चलता रहता...फिर एक दिन मुझे हंसता देख एक सितारे ने पुछा...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"तुम हार कर भी मुस्कुराते हो! क्या तुम्हें दुख नहीं होता हार का?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;तब मैंनें कहा...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मुझे पता हैं एक ऐसी सरहद आयेगी जहाँ से आगे जिन्दगी चार कदम तो क्या एक कदम भी आगे ना बढ पायेगी,&lt;br /&gt;तब जिन्दगी मेरा इन्तज़ार करेगी और मैं...तब भी युँ ही चलता रुकता अपनी रफ्तार से अपनी धुन मैं वहाँ पहुँगा...&lt;br /&gt;एक पल रुक कर, जिन्दगी को देख कर मुस्कुराउगा...बीते सफर को एक नज़र देख अपने कदम फिर बढाँउगा।&lt;br /&gt;ठीक उसी पल मैं जिन्दगी से जीत जाउगा...मैं अपनी हार पर भी मुस्कुराता था और अपनी जीत पर भी...&lt;br /&gt;मगर जिन्दगी अपनी जीत पर भी ना मुस्कुरा पाई थी और अपनी हार पर भी ना रो पायेगी।&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-8658901513732028215?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/8658901513732028215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=8658901513732028215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/8658901513732028215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/8658901513732028215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='जिंदगी ...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-4645786011064295664</id><published>2007-10-21T03:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-21T03:56:34.547+05:30</updated><title type='text'>my new found love...</title><content type='html'>there seem to be a certain kind of soothing feeling when it's ON...u tend to go with the flow and enjoy every second with it...day or night, working or during leisure, it feels great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok...no more guessing, m talkin bout the new interest developed of late...ROCK MUSIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had earlier listened to a few songs like in the end and numb by linkin park...but a few days ago got a collection from on of my friends which had all the albums from metallica, pink floyd, GnR, linkin park n many more...and since then i am religiously  listening to most of them, linkin park n pink floyd happen to b my fav...m pickin GnR too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there seem to be a certain peace and goodie goodie feeling in the heavy bass and instruments playing in the background...especially if u follow the lyrics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is moving slowly, not much happening in the college too apart from some "not worth mentioning" work which is a part n parcel of life here...placements start 17th dec, dont wanna c that day...still have hope of makin it before the D day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may the GODS b with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let there be peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bunnu :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-4645786011064295664?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/4645786011064295664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=4645786011064295664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/4645786011064295664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/4645786011064295664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-new-found-love.html' title='my new found love...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-6268221009039435020</id><published>2007-09-06T02:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-06T02:38:10.258+05:30</updated><title type='text'>dosa and chai at 2 am...</title><content type='html'>it was a usual day for me...getting up late...gettin ready for the lecture...attending it...coamin back to the hostel, plethora of mails...reading them and replying ...&lt;br /&gt;was done with my dinner...actually ate half...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was at around 1:00 i heared a loud laughter from a nearby room, i was sure it has to be &lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=7028544064206678993"&gt;shankar&lt;/a&gt; with his usual tamil sessions with ramakrishnan...as is was bored too, i went to his room and joined the discussion. after say 15 minutes, shankar expressed his desire to eat something, as i was also hungry, we decided to hunt for a shop which might be open at this time. we ventured out and to our surprise, no shop was open. we went till king circle(around 1 Km from the hostel) but could'nt succeed. we asked a taxi driver as to wether we can get soemthing edible. he suggested an IDLI wala anna who sits near sion hospital. we went there and had some dosa. as shankar and ramakrishnan were talking in tamil and i was relishing the late night dosa, the anna too joined their conversation and started telling them the atrocities he faces from the policemen around. They eat for free, he has little qualms about it, but they also take free food for the imprisoned who are there with them in their van. that was something at which all of us got a bit upset. imagine a guy, away from his family at 2 in the night...selling idlis and dosas for living, and the policemen eating for free and making the imprisoned eat for free too...then we had some good tea from another vendor who was incidentally also from chennai...he asked shankar in which class he was and he replied "21st"...all in good humour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i really feel bad about the dosa guy...but what can be done...as the saying goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"sau me sau be-imaan....fir bhi mera bharat mahaan"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PS: the guy was giving us a discount of Rs 10 as he was also from the same place as 2 of his customers, but we somehow convinced him to take the full amount.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;let peace prevail.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...Bunnu :-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-6268221009039435020?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/6268221009039435020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=6268221009039435020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/6268221009039435020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/6268221009039435020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2007/09/dosa-and-chai-at-2-am.html' title='dosa and chai at 2 am...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-5649431446956461872</id><published>2007-08-02T03:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-02T03:31:57.221+05:30</updated><title type='text'>life moving...</title><content type='html'>its been quiet long (as usual) for me to scribble through here...was actually busy. College work takes most of the time n lectures have also started n surprisingly i have attended all since yesterday...its been quiet some time i took a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life goin on usual, things that should not bother keep on bothering me more n more...every time i learn some lessons in life, which i think will help me in long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the junior batch has come ... enthusiastic bunch of youngsters...lets c what lies ahead for welingkar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothin gr8 on ny front...past month was usual...trips to marine drive have been scarce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to lonavala on 19th, shulin's b'day... check out the pics at &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/vishalscorpion/LonavalaAgain"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/vishalscorpion/LonavalaAgain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are surprised that its been almost 9 months i went home n no signs of the same in near future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has taken a surprising turn...suddenly i think i need to think more n the very next moment i think m thinking more than i should....either i have too much time for things or too less time...in a nutshell...m driving myself to a confused soul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mail conferences are goin on as usual with old friends, we have planned a 4 day reunion from 15th aug to 18th aug....rishabh, vikas, akshay are visiting from blore n delhi...shariq n saurabh are to join frm oune...me n gaurav r here...lets c....hope reviving the old days teach me something new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothin much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let there b peace...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-5649431446956461872?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/5649431446956461872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=5649431446956461872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/5649431446956461872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/5649431446956461872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2007/08/life-moving.html' title='life moving...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-8525784032688565768</id><published>2007-06-20T01:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-20T01:42:37.064+05:30</updated><title type='text'>the sea...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/Rng1k54zJCI/AAAAAAAAAVo/7DBXH9UPq9M/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077867487990850594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/Rng1k54zJCI/AAAAAAAAAVo/7DBXH9UPq9M/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since i came to mumbai last year on the night of 11th june, i have been near the sea umpteen number of times. be it a occasion or not, wether i feel happy, sad, elated, frustrated, with friends or alone...the sea never questions me or asks me nything, it just opens its arms and welcomes me with the same zeal as ever. i sit on the pavements, watching water coming towards the shore and the wave disintegrating after it touches the stones and coming back even more stronger than the last time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sitting quietly by the sea side, looking into the never ending sea is one of the most soothing exercise one can do apart from listening to jagjit singh or talking to someone for hours...nothing beats the solace u find here...the very idea of having something with which you can share anything and everything gives you a certain divine pleasure. if you are happy, just look at the waves and tell the sea that you have achieved something and you are happy and the sea will respond by giving you a five with its big waves...or if you feel sad, just let it out...and you can see the same kind of struggle by the sea waves trying to break the stones but the wave gets shattered the moment it touches the stones. but it comes again...it keeps on coming...it gives you a sense of the "keep fighting" spirit and you feel that you can do it, next time you have to try harder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, thats what life is all about....keep trying and winning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life is moving slowly...internship about to end in another 15-20 days...waiting for the college to open...past one month was very eventful...went to delhi...met mom dad after 8 months...and other people too...lets see where life takes me.... :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;let there be peace...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bunnu :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-8525784032688565768?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/8525784032688565768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=8525784032688565768' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/8525784032688565768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/8525784032688565768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2007/06/sea.html' title='the sea...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/Rng1k54zJCI/AAAAAAAAAVo/7DBXH9UPq9M/s72-c/Image007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-4644009281958378212</id><published>2007-05-13T23:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-13T23:27:23.043+05:30</updated><title type='text'>this part of my life is called internship</title><content type='html'>hey guys,sorry for the late arrival…here goes my summers summary…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My TCS office is in MIDC, near SEEPZ….m currently working some of the TCS portals (yeah…they have many apart from &lt;a href="http://www.tcs.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;www.tcs.com&lt;/a&gt;) on branding of TCS…the work included analysis of previous results n stuff like that…over all, m njoying the work as that was what i wanted…no movin around…some salient features of my work:* no entry or exit time…the guy m reporting to has given me jus one rule, work when u feel like..but meet the deadlines..if u dont feel like coming, dont come…but i go daily as the food there is damn cheap n tasty.&lt;br /&gt;* the worst part is travelling….till now i use to catch a bus from the hostel to office….but it takes about an hour n a half to reach….so from tomoro i plan to catch a train from king circle to andheri n then bus.&lt;br /&gt;* i do enjoy the free phone n net i get…but most of the sites r blocked so it becomes quiet boring towards the end of the day….&lt;br /&gt;* i also miss certain things about college…the atrium meetings, the after class gupshup, the gulshan ki tapri pe time pass with the smokers…the TT…guess we can plan a get together in college someday….&lt;br /&gt;…though we crib about welingkar, but one thing for sure,i do miss the good time spent with u guys too much…&lt;br /&gt;rest all fine with life…had some college friends visiting from pune to roamed about the city with them..had a pleasurable weekend…watched SPIDERMAN-3 at the DOME…nothin was good apart from the theater…i actually slept in the movie for 10 mins….&lt;br /&gt;rest all fine…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bunnu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-4644009281958378212?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/4644009281958378212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=4644009281958378212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/4644009281958378212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/4644009281958378212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-part-of-my-life-is-called_13.html' title='this part of my life is called internship'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-8988402178112997833</id><published>2007-05-09T14:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-09T15:02:58.116+05:30</updated><title type='text'>life cool...</title><content type='html'>guess what...m blogging from office... :)the day started with running around for a system, mail id, access card...user names..passwords n what not...but m kinda njoyin ...there is this certain kind of BUZZ in the office that alwaz keeps u guessing, whats happening...be it the pre lunch discussions on "action plan of the day" or the post lunch sessions from the "quality of juice" to "the project module" to some1 spending more that 3 years onsite n njoying life...but people here are happy...they work,slog,party,njoy n do everything...&lt;br /&gt;...my project taking face slowly...n guess what, m njoying here...OH...by the way...m talking about one of the biggest IT player in the country...TCS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-8988402178112997833?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/8988402178112997833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=8988402178112997833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/8988402178112997833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/8988402178112997833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2007/05/life-cool.html' title='life cool...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-71941452032943276</id><published>2007-05-09T00:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-09T00:31:49.246+05:30</updated><title type='text'>this part of my life is called "internship"</title><content type='html'>here i come back to something which i proudly own...exams got over on 29th n then began one of the most boring period of 7 days i have ever spent in my life...every single soul went home or got busy with summers....n the worst part came when seniors left one by one...ashish, akshay, manash, chandail...will miss u guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...me too started with my summer project with TCS from this monday...n got so busy that i leave hostel at 8 in the morning &amp; return by 7 in the evening...i can understand how important is the coming Saturday &amp;amp; Sunday will be... lets c...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...rest all frenz have also started with summers...missing those college chit-chats... plan to meet up some weekend...but will miss the g-sec...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-71941452032943276?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/71941452032943276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=71941452032943276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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i scribbled my thoughts...past month n a half brought me mixed feelings about the current phase of my life...ill start from where i left....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we as an e business class decided to organise a e-biz summit, "eXtend-2007" on 17th march, which was a runaway success as people of top level management from companies like Infosys, AMD &amp; Patni were there for the panel discussion.&lt;br /&gt;the time from 12th feb till 17th went completly for the preps of the event...every1, almost every1 was busy with something or the other...sending mails, designing brochure, taking stock of inventries, sending bulk mails to the corporates, deciding menu for the day...every small bit was to be decided...n overall, WE DID IT...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the week after that went in leisure..unwinding from the work load of the past month...not to mention the never ending presentations and mid term tests in between...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another development was the council elections...i got into the placement council of the class...also i was made part of the 4 member team that will prepare the placement brocure of this 2006-08 batch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last sunday, saurabh, my roomie during the engg days visited mumbai on his project work in L&amp;T INFOTECH, we (me,saurabh n shulin) went to VT, Marine Drive n roamed about the town area to unwind...i purchased a novel...SHANTARAM n since the past week, have been relegiously reading 20 odd pages every night b4 sleeping...but last night, due to some interesting developments in the novel, i decided to read on...n i read some 300 pages...till it was 5...a must read it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other event during the last month include :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;got my summers in TCS...also working on a part time project with them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shankar gettin his iPod from chennai during his week long reviving visit to home which is usually plugged in my ears :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;amount of time spent on the divine internet has increased&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my dear friend gaurav kushwaha gets posting in mumbai, TCS...hope to have  ablast sometimes...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the wait to go home gets longer...though people go home for short breaks, i still wait...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;chances to go to delhi for admission process have increased...lets c&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;heat and humidity is increasing day by day in mumbai...i miss home...more than ever...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;rest sometimes later...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. : after reading this post, if u want more, please visit &lt;a href="http://www.ebizites.org"&gt;www.ebizites.org&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/vishalscorpion/"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/vishalscorpion/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-7461225511612663921?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/7461225511612663921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=7461225511612663921' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/7461225511612663921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/7461225511612663921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2007/04/long-time.html' title='long time....'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-3782115254697446465</id><published>2007-02-12T03:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-25T22:15:46.318+05:30</updated><title type='text'>life comes full circle....m njoyin</title><content type='html'>here i am...back to myself...writing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of late things have started to change...partying...ghoomna firna...has started...surprisingly, people have started "thinking and working" details later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marketing has made me think and work...cant believe we made such a kickass COKE ad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short, m njoying my life again...have too many things lined up...some small some big...some even bigger...will post the details later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace prevails...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-3782115254697446465?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/3782115254697446465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=3782115254697446465' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/3782115254697446465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/3782115254697446465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2007/02/life-comes-full-circlem-njoyin.html' title='life comes full circle....m njoyin'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-20896248359178584</id><published>2007-01-03T10:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-03T10:56:08.880+05:30</updated><title type='text'>cant i just LIVE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/RZs-ALczd4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/a7SrkGOd90Q/s1600-h/Image%28303%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/RZs-ALczd4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/a7SrkGOd90Q/s320/Image%28303%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015670782801704834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of late things have started to get messed up....still in process to gather some answers of questions like why n how...hope i can get them soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my results r a complete mess...no sign of summer interns...people jus dont interest me nymore...cant i jus b the same...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-20896248359178584?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/20896248359178584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=20896248359178584' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/20896248359178584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/20896248359178584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2007/01/cant-i-just-live.html' title='cant i just LIVE...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/RZs-ALczd4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/a7SrkGOd90Q/s72-c/Image%28303%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-777516406081667128</id><published>2006-11-05T01:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-05T01:48:21.343+05:30</updated><title type='text'>EUPHORIA prevails...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6123/1267/1600/Image%28244%29.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6123/1267/320/Image%28244%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; had a chance to attend EUPHORIA concert here @ NITIE...palash was too gud....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6123/1267/1600/Image%28243%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6123/1267/320/Image%28243%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-777516406081667128?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/777516406081667128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=777516406081667128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/777516406081667128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/777516406081667128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/11/euphoria-prevails.html' title='EUPHORIA prevails...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-1656405590667131736</id><published>2006-11-01T00:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-01T01:01:26.909+05:30</updated><title type='text'>happy bday to me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6123/1267/1600/01112006%28002%291.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6123/1267/320/01112006%28002%291.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,here is a glimpse how colorful n "cakeful" one can get on his birthday....this happened to me jus a few minutes ago..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-1656405590667131736?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/1656405590667131736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=1656405590667131736' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/1656405590667131736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/1656405590667131736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-bday-to-me.html' title='happy bday to me...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-6342944098319023526</id><published>2006-10-31T11:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-31T11:16:27.172+05:30</updated><title type='text'>diwali...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hi folks...m back to the city after my diwali vacations...had a real blast @ home...met mom after a lng time...went to meerut @ my new home...&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6123/1267/1600/Image%28229%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6123/1267/320/Image%28229%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;well...now to back to the grind...the second trimester has started....life is slowly becoming busy as usual...but these holidays came as a welcome break for me...m feelin refreshed now....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hoping for something to happen.... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-6342944098319023526?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/6342944098319023526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=6342944098319023526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/6342944098319023526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/6342944098319023526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/10/diwali.html' title='diwali...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-3464837258708580868</id><published>2006-10-18T04:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-18T04:14:38.362+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia...</title><content type='html'>never b4 i felt so nostalgic about nything in my life as i m doing now...i, presently sitting in my old hostel, my home for the past 4 years...m reliving all those moments i had spent here...cant express what i m feeling just now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is that GOD has been kind enough to give me a chance to spend some of my most memorable years here at anand...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-3464837258708580868?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-8511533676506228291</id><published>2006-10-15T13:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-15T13:16:41.910+05:30</updated><title type='text'>tribute to a place where i spent 4 beautiful years of my life..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;WAH WAH Agra&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woh Taj Mahal ki dhoop,wo Sanjay Palace ka soup,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woh Raja Mandi ka sama, woh Bhagat ki chaat,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woh Madhu ki ice cream, Wah usme thi kuch baat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woh Heera LAl ki mithai, woh Dasa Prakash ka dosa,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woh Dauji ki pav bhaji aur Khandari ka samosa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woh rikshaw ka saffer, woh Subhash Park ki hawa,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woh Paaliwal Park ki raunak aur DEI ka sama.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woh January ki kadake ki sardi, woh baarishon ke mahiney,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woh garmi ki chuttiyan, jab chute te they paseeney.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woh holi ki masti, woh doston ki toli,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woh Kinnari Bazar ki galiyan , woh St.Johns ki ladki.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woh jwala ki balcony aur woh Chick Fish ka NonVeg&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woh school ki life aur woh College ki Zindagi,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woh cantt. ka rasta aur woh RamBabu ka ki paratha ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woh Sadar ka market,wo highway ke dhabe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wo Bhgawan chauraha , wo Railway station&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Itna sab keh diya par dil kehta hai aur bhi kuch kahoon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wo shehar hain mera apna, jiska naam hai.....AGRA &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-8511533676506228291?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/8511533676506228291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=8511533676506228291' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/8511533676506228291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/8511533676506228291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/10/tribute-to-place-where-i-spent-4.html' title='tribute to a place where i spent 4 beautiful years of my life..'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-2842824897953206821</id><published>2006-10-15T12:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-15T12:35:41.902+05:30</updated><title type='text'>alumni meet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6123/1267/1600/Image%28070%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6123/1267/320/Image%28070%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(me,nikita,saurabh and namit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as stated in my earlier post, yesterday was the alumni meet in the college...and surprisingly 840 of them turned up while the expected figure was 700...but the registration process of which i was incharge of went on smoothly...m dead tired from the work as i was back in hostel by 2 n today being a sunday there r 2 lectures...from 10-1 and 2-5....what does college think...we r machines...or they truely believe in high standards...whatever...m leavin for home tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-2842824897953206821?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/2842824897953206821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=2842824897953206821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/2842824897953206821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/2842824897953206821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/10/alumni-meet.html' title='alumni meet'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-1805049733960105248</id><published>2006-10-14T05:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-15T12:26:29.978+05:30</updated><title type='text'>insomnia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6123/1267/1600/1011_210303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6123/1267/320/1011_210303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this was me yesterday at about 7 pm...takin a nap n was caught by some friends in the hostel...thay call it dedication....i call it LIFE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;gud morning vishal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;its 6 am in the morning and once again u hv spent the whole night sitting on the divine internet...sometime people wonder what i do on the net and all i can explain to them is that sit with me for some time and u b the judge whether i do useful work or useless work....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today is alumni meet of our college..some 700 odd people r expected to come and me along with 3 other people have been assigned the registration process.....i feel m in my good old college....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but things r much more different n complex here....people talk of double standards...i have seen people with umpteenth standards with them...but as the saying goes..CHANGE IS THE ONLY CONSTANT THING IN LIFE...i too m trying to adjust with this change...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;somehow or the other,i feel myself being tied to something that is stopping me to be just like me..the me that i was about 6 months ago...rugged, rash, zapper, doer, passionate, raw, rule bender not breaker.....i think i have slowed down...i try to b myself all the time but there os something thats missing...the spark is not there...i have slowed down...i know people like nikhil, akshay n others who have seen the better part of me will kill me for this but sorry people, its true...the ever bubbly, never stopping, never waiting motu has taken a back seat...m still figuring out what is the reason...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, u might b shocked as to how come this sudden revelation as every time i talk 2 u all, i say m doin gr8...astually i was preparin my resume today n i realised that after joining this place i have added jus 2 things 2 my resume...participation in acumen and a marketing project on the indial aviation industry...had it been the good old days, i would have added another paragraph within this period..its not like that there is dearth of opportunities or information..i reviewed my mailbox, i get on an average 2 mails daily from the college informing me about the various intercollege events like papers, case studies, quizzes, business plans n all but still i feel lazy enough to participate....&lt;em&gt;pata nahi kyu...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have got the first visiting card of my life as a web council member...feels gud but strange....i want to work a lot but m not able to convince myself from throwing myself into it...one legitimate n convincing reason i have realised is that i have adopted a "been there, done all" attitude...also studies seems to b a burden but being a pakka engineer by genes, cant justify it...yes, some subjects like accounting give me some goosebumps, but i can manage with it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the other reason might b that this corporate tag has taken out the fun factor out of the work...but i cant blame these petty things for my role reversal or sudden change in attitude that i have developed n nurtured for the past 4 years or so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont know where i will stop if i keep writing....but ill stop here...for reasons more than good...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;people, plz pray for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let there b peace....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-1805049733960105248?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/1805049733960105248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=1805049733960105248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/1805049733960105248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/1805049733960105248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/10/insomnia.html' title='insomnia'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-5763484314009109143</id><published>2006-10-08T02:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-08T02:30:47.478+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends....'/><title type='text'>friends.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;of late i have been missing my old friends....so i made a collage of all my friends....a tribute to u all guys....miss u all&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6123/1267/1600/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6123/1267/320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all these characters were a part of my happy life in my engineering days....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-5763484314009109143?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/5763484314009109143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=5763484314009109143' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/5763484314009109143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/5763484314009109143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/10/friends.html' title='friends.....'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-115979521252256616</id><published>2006-10-02T17:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-02T18:50:12.566+05:30</updated><title type='text'>a place called lonavala.....</title><content type='html'>exams r a big tension when they r on and the most refreshing feeling is when they get over....and a person can go to limits in the flow....same happened with me last night when we were in the hostel n suddenly a discussion turned to a bet that i can not go to lonavala immediatly on bike...considering the severity of the situation, me n my friend sagar, took the wise decision of goin for the trip THEN n AS WE WERE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was 12:30 in the night n it was raining heavily...i had the advantage of having the driving lisence with me over sagar n so i drove the bike throughout....FULL 300 kms....mumbai to lonavala n back to mumbai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the journey started on a wrong note as we had to go via chembur but missed the diversion n went till thane n realised that we had diverted from the route...nywaz...&lt;br /&gt;finally after about 10 kms extra drive thru the heavy rains n traffic....we got the right path n drove through the night....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after about 70 kms of drive...we realised that we r on the EXPRESS HIGHWAY...where 2 wheelers were not allowed...the hoghway patroling police caught us at about 3 and enquired how we managed to get on to the highway....we explained him that we had missed a diversion due to rains n bad light...but he was not ready to listen. He demanded CHAI PAANI...but sagar's marathi did the trick n we escaped the clutches....he also told us to drive 8 km further down the highway n take a diversion after crossing the tunnel. The tunnel was a place to drive...after driving about 10 kms....we finally got a road towards lonavala. It was then we were a bit relieved as divine machines like Qualis n Scodas were passing by at a speed of 140 odd kms per hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached lonavala at around 4 in the morning. We rested for about 3 hours at the bus stand and then began our tour at 7:30. The road to the mountains is a treat to the eyes. My body had forgot that i was driving for about 4 hours...a part of it on the highway where 2 wheelers r not even allowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1391/801/1600/Image%28181%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1391/801/320/Image%28181%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are on average 15 small &lt;em&gt;jharna &lt;/em&gt;which u can see at a time on the mountain. The road to Amby valley is again a road to drive. It is one of the best roads to drive....hope u guys r lucky enuf to take a 2 wheeler there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw a place called BHUSHI dam....its an artificial dam...beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is becoming increasing difficult to express my feelings in words...it is a place to visit in real not in a write up of a moron who picks up a bike at 12:30 in the morning n leaves amidst heavy rains n traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is there are certain things u r not supposed to do, but when u do it.....its called experience...n thats LIFE !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...waiting for comments... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: it took me just 11 hours for this whole journey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-115979521252256616?l=vishalscorpion.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/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-115882780631714623</id><published>2006-09-21T13:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-21T14:13:19.693+05:30</updated><title type='text'>the grind starts again....</title><content type='html'>exams r one thing no1 likes....i still remember my 8th sem exams jus bout 3 months back...they were a true pain...(for details,visit my previous posts)&lt;br /&gt;well,the grind starts tomorrow again as my 1st trimester exams begin here @ welingkar...last 3 months have been fun...from cursing time tables n profs to last minute assignment n presentations....moulding the "downloaded articles" to "our own copyright" to "bad net speed" to "bunking the monday morning lectures".....life has been a roller coaster.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i have got my laptop...people might expect some more activity here...the exams end on 1st of october and some time will b there to perform POST MATCH PROCEEDINGS like vivas n all....then the schedula starts again for the next trim......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best to one n all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let there b peace!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-115882780631714623?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/115882780631714623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=115882780631714623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115882780631714623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115882780631714623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/09/grind-starts-again.html' title='the grind starts again....'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-115696242608141625</id><published>2006-08-30T23:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-30T23:57:06.093+05:30</updated><title type='text'>dauda dauda bhaga bhaga sa...</title><content type='html'>i had never dreamt in my life that MBA will take so much of my time that i wont get time to update my blog....&lt;br /&gt;life is running fast...m down with fever since sunday...GANPATI is at full swing here...i m witnessing one of the biggest festival here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;college is fine...busy with studies...mid terms...things r moving too fast...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-115696242608141625?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/115696242608141625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=115696242608141625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115696242608141625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115696242608141625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/08/dauda-dauda-bhaga-bhaga-sa.html' title='dauda dauda bhaga bhaga sa...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-115541787903228332</id><published>2006-08-13T02:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-13T02:54:39.076+05:30</updated><title type='text'>?????????</title><content type='html'>thats what it has been.... i still have to figure it out...the day i landed in this city...events do take place...and in some cases they do not at all....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-115541787903228332?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/115541787903228332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=115541787903228332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115541787903228332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115541787903228332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title='?????????'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-115480761338724335</id><published>2006-08-06T01:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-06T01:23:33.396+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Friendship Day...</title><content type='html'>m &lt;span&gt;back people...in the busy schedule of presentations...lectures...extra meetings with group members...i m enjoying the MBA life...slowly slowly i have adopted to the uncertainity factor of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the calander of my mail box declares that today is FRIENDSHIP's DAY, i hereby, wish all my friends a very happy n warm friendship's day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;as soon as i got a reminder...i was lost in memories of my friends...people who were close to me...on whom i relied....who ditched me...who stood by me...who r standing by me...n who will stand by me...and also by whom i stood by...i realised its all ur perspective how u see it...friends r just friends...some r gud...no1 is bad...some r close no1 is far...some r those on those u rely...u never doubt on ny1....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;i today remember all my batchmates of 2002-06 batch of my engineering...akshay,gaurav,vikas,anand,rishabh to name a few...people,as i cant write all names...plz forgive me...but u all will remain close to me,forever and ever and ever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;life takes us to different places,we meet different people in due course...but try finding out happiness as much as possible...coz its only what u remember...sulking that ur life sucks will add to ur own miserable life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;in the end...HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY to one n all....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;PEACE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-115480761338724335?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/115480761338724335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=115480761338724335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115480761338724335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115480761338724335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/08/friendship-day.html' title='Friendship Day...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-115363836819046378</id><published>2006-07-23T12:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-23T12:36:08.200+05:30</updated><title type='text'>exploring new frontiers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1391/801/1600/vis%20(8).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1391/801/320/vis%20%288%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes urs truely again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday being saturday was a purrfect day to explore mumbai...n there was DHRUV,my friend with his age old maruti 800 n off we went to WORLI sea face with pandit n shulin...the 4 of us were then joined by another 4...aditya,dipti,john n bhoomi... the place was amazing....then we went to SIDDHIVINAYAK temple...heavy security...but a place to visit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest life is treating me well...council elections r jus round the corner...hope to get into some place...studies r also fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly i havent made a single ppt till now n my friends in other B schools have made countless presentations...hope that it goes on like this...ha ha ha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest all well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-115363836819046378?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/115363836819046378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=115363836819046378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115363836819046378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115363836819046378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/07/exploring-new-frontiers.html' title='exploring new frontiers...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-115308094416640648</id><published>2006-07-17T01:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-17T01:45:44.216+05:30</updated><title type='text'>long time...</title><content type='html'>well here comes my post after a long time...frankly speaking feeling like lazy enough till now for writing the post but today felt like i shud rite one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urs truely has purchased a new NOKIA 6600 n was busy in the various installations n all the softwares transfer n all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has slowed down so much that earlier the 24 hours of the day used to b less n there was so happening that recollecting what all happened was a gruelling task at the end of the day..i can justify this by reading my blog entries done at that time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here life is slow enough that sometimes we have to wait for something to happen...there is no set schedule...leave apart college...no time decided for eating...njoying...talking...life is just moving an the irony is that i m staying in the city which is never supposed to sleep...it is either i m stil not accustomed to it...for which chances r less or life in MBA is such that u have to make a call...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving all these things apart...still life gives me much chances to laugh and think i m happy when people like dhruv,saurabh,namit,shulin,pranjal n all others r around...today i was sitting in the gulshan cafe...dhruv prompted me that i m not keeping that usual smile on my face now a days...he said that &lt;em&gt;tu hansa kar na re...apne ko bhi energy ata hai..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classes r going on ...on n off...i m still waiting for something to happen...hope it happens fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diemma persists.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-115308094416640648?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/115308094416640648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=115308094416640648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115308094416640648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115308094416640648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/07/long-time.html' title='long time...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-115230634176936569</id><published>2006-07-08T02:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-08T02:35:41.793+05:30</updated><title type='text'>why do i write...</title><content type='html'>every day i think that i will write something that people find intersting to read,but i end up writing my day...jus coz of the simple fact that i feel this day that i have spent is the most memorable thing in my whole life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,here i m again bringing the day's proceedings...&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly i woke up at 11 in the morning n got ready by 12 as the lecture was at 12:30...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1391/801/1600/Image(307).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1391/801/320/Image%28307%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is shulin todkar by the way...pic courtsy DHRUV BHURA...this was taken by him in 1 of the lectures...actually every1 was in the same mood in the "interesting lectures" but SHULIN was the lucky one to get himself clicked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got some of my data backed up in DVD from dhruv so the photos revived some of my previous memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1391/801/1600/p2%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1391/801/320/p2%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this was clicked in the final get together party of COMP SC branch at danny's place,agra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i really miss those days but i know after 2 years ill miss these days too&lt;br /&gt;nothin much to write...missing home like hell...didnt had enuf time to spend at home after the engineering exams got over...missin mom n dad too much...i know it sounds somewhat absurd for a guy like me but its true...rest sometimes later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-115230634176936569?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/115230634176936569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=115230634176936569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115230634176936569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115230634176936569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/07/why-do-i-write.html' title='why do i write...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-115209700920553638</id><published>2006-07-05T15:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-05T16:53:27.096+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I M AN ENGINEER NOW....result a gaya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1391/801/1600/Image(050).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1391/801/320/Image%28050%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a day...slept the previous day at 5 in the morning hoping ki INDRA devta ki kripa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(me watchin result) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahegi n HE did'nt disappointed us...the college was called off after some initial confusions...there was an air of relief in the hostel...&lt;br /&gt;the day started off with the usual breakfast n then i went off to sleep to b woken up again by the most unexpected news i could have imagned...my 8th semester results were out...as i was half awake while reading the message but the activity level started increasing exponentially till the time i had seen the result...i managed a decent &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;77.6..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;had a feel that i m still doing my&lt;br /&gt;engineering...other people were startled at my behavoiur..but thankfully PRANJAL SIR was here as he too understood how it feeld to see a UPTU result...&lt;br /&gt;then i saw results of my friends ...every1 has become an engineer with flying colours...i m especially happy for vikas...that guy has managed a HONOURS degree...i wish him gud luck for future....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest assured...this is one of those days when i was so relieved that i can forget any bad thing ever happened to me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-115209700920553638?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/115209700920553638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=115209700920553638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115209700920553638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115209700920553638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-m-engineer-nowresult-gaya.html' title='I M AN ENGINEER NOW....result a gaya'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-115193371480574093</id><published>2006-07-03T18:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-03T19:05:14.833+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mumbai Darshan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1391/801/1600/Image_309_.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1391/801/320/Image_309_.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st july...1st saturday after the official classes began here at welingkars...first time we r at the college in casuals...the classes get off at 1 n after lunch at chinaman...suddenly the divine idea of an outing strikes us and off we go...me,namit,shulin,saurabh n apna BAAP bhai..Dhruv...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His maruti at that time was no less than a royal chariot which took us all the way from matunga to band stand via bandra kurla complex...bal thakrey's house...MANNAT...the home of SHAHRUKH KHAN...we spent an hour at band stand then we went to reclamation ...the place where the race sequence of DHOOM was shot...the sea was amazing and the ENVIRONMENT was no less amazing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall,the day was a time to remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life in general is cool.i m currently facing the havoc of rains,had my share when had to walk from college to hostel,i.e. matunga to sion...there was about 2 feet water logging at places and motor cycles were drowned half down n tyres of buses were not visible at the road..hope the situation gets better in a day or 2 otherwise another 26th july 2005 is not far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let there b peace....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-115193371480574093?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/115193371480574093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=115193371480574093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115193371480574093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115193371480574093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/07/mumbai-darshan.html' title='Mumbai Darshan...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-115159832660898394</id><published>2006-06-29T21:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-29T21:55:34.500+05:30</updated><title type='text'>WHAT A DAY !!!</title><content type='html'>what a fantastic day...njoyed to the full...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was my OUTBOUND today...it was supposed 2 b a trekking cum management games n it was real fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day started at 4 in the morning at the hostel when we woke up n got ready in the WELINGKAR T-Shirt n Cap that was given to us the day b4...hopped on the bus n the trip to the place called KARZAT was one fine experience...the hills were beautiful n the clouds kissing the hill tops was a treat to eyes...&lt;br /&gt;we reached the base camp at about 8 n got light breakfast at the camp itself....&lt;br /&gt;there we met Mr. Charu who is the first civilian to climp Mt. Kanchenjangha "without oxygen" ...then he addressed us n he told us his own experience of the trip n hearing him was a hair raising experience as the thought of managing the huge task was enormous...&lt;br /&gt;then we were split in a group of 8 n we were taken about 3 km up the mountain for some management games...it was real fun...the tasks were not tough but the co-ordination between the team was the key...the crunch lied in the fact that most of the team members were new to each other n then making syncro with them was not easy....still some teams managed to break the previous records... n some were broken by huge margins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were being analysed by a person on our team skills n other qualities...we then had a nice BATH in the stream down the lane...&lt;br /&gt;we then returned to the base camp for lunch...and our feedback session with Salunkhe sir...&lt;br /&gt;after the session we had the ultimate game...sorry cant disclose what were they as instructed...the return journey was no less entertaining than this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exitement can b killing sometimes n m experiencing it....the body is aching like hell n i have classes from 10 in the morning kal ko...hope ki i get well by tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-115159832660898394?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/115159832660898394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=115159832660898394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115159832660898394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115159832660898394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-day.html' title='WHAT A DAY !!!'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-115141622048026253</id><published>2006-06-27T19:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-27T19:20:20.480+05:30</updated><title type='text'>the day...</title><content type='html'>well had my results of the tests i took yesterday and i PASSED in all the 3 subjets namely IT,QT and ECONOMICS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the result of today's test will b displayed on 30th n ill keep my fingres crossed hoping i dont have to take any exam again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats the news for today....will post again if something POSTABLE happens in the hostel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over n out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-115141622048026253?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/115141622048026253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=115141622048026253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115141622048026253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115141622048026253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/06/day.html' title='the day...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-115141514229600713</id><published>2006-06-27T19:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-27T19:21:50.080+05:30</updated><title type='text'>yaha bhi arjun singh ka raj hoga kya?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1391/801/1600/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1391/801/320/image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;just have a look....click on the picture...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-115141514229600713?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/115141514229600713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=115141514229600713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115141514229600713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115141514229600713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/06/yaha-bhi-arjun-singh-ka-raj-hoga-kya.html' title='yaha bhi arjun singh ka raj hoga kya?'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-115139869484661965</id><published>2006-06-27T14:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-27T14:34:17.493+05:30</updated><title type='text'>aj ka online test...</title><content type='html'>hello people,&lt;br /&gt;here is yours truely again after the second set of online tests of my foundation course here at WELINGKAR...&lt;br /&gt;the second set was a bit of bouncer for me as it comprised of principles of accounting,geography and communication skills...went well...lets c how the results are...&lt;br /&gt;the result of yesterday's exam will b announced at 3 by our director sir,i m already having butterflies in my belly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets hope i dont get a KT....i think that is eqivalent to what used to b BACK PAPERS in my engineering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog is becoming famous day by day as i m getting more n more readers of it...namit says it is all bakwas as i keep posting stuff not relelvant but this is like mmy own diary which i feel is a treasure for the coming days....i alwaz go back to posts i did during my b tech n relive those moments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these guys call me a freak as i m online for most of the day...shulin,thnx alot dear for letting me use ur lappy so authoritatively...i promise ull get good returns from my side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy reading....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-115139869484661965?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-115130321901757736</id><published>2006-06-26T11:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-26T11:56:59.026+05:30</updated><title type='text'>online test...</title><content type='html'>hello people..there has never been so less difference in time between my two posts...as last one was written about  12 hours ago n here i m writing another one ...&lt;br /&gt;well presently sitting in TECHMALL...the computer lab of welingkar...i have just finished taking my first set of online tests comprising of basics of IT,QT n ECOMOMICS...&lt;br /&gt;well the tests are alwaz fine but the results r not..hope to break the trend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;namit n me were sitting together during the test and were both clueless about the economics questions n were trying hard to find who was the FATHER of economics was and who said that ECONOMICS IS THE QUEEN of something...i dont remember...&lt;br /&gt;well,all is well that ends well n so has it been...&lt;br /&gt;lets hope luck favoures us tomorrow too as there is another set of 3 papers to b taken tomorrow and they r going to b more killing,no doubts about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let peace prevail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. people also visit &lt;a href="http://vishalscorpion.googlepages.com"&gt;http://vishalscorpion.googlepages.com&lt;/a&gt; for latest pictures...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-115130321901757736?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/115130321901757736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=115130321901757736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115130321901757736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115130321901757736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/06/online-test.html' title='online test...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-115125591237607880</id><published>2006-06-25T22:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-25T22:48:32.400+05:30</updated><title type='text'>sunday was never so good...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1391/801/1600/25-06-06_1513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1391/801/320/25-06-06_1513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(shulin,me n namit striking a pose)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;never in my life was sunday so refreshing n so much awaited...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;today,25th june was my first "holiday" since my admission here in welingkar on 12th june...as stated in my previous post, the foundation fortnight is over and what lays ahead is a 2 day test of 6 subjects...3 a day...basics of IT,QT,COMMUNICATION SKILLS,FINANCE,ECONOMICS,CULTURES AND WORLD GEOGRAPHY....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;past 13 days were hectic but today being sunday was more than welcome for us...as i had slept at 4 am last night or morning for that matter,surprisingly woke up at 9:30 and was at my usual self after so many days...i surfed for about 7-8 hours n the guys here were giving reactions like "hey u psyco" ,"man,this guy is a freak", "will u leave the laptop or not", "can we go out for lunch" n what all....how could i tell them that had it been my engineering hostel and had it been sunday n no work to do...i would have surfed from morning 9 to night 9 non stop n then thought of having dinner...n after that again till i dropped asleep...but things r different here...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well,no complaints...as the saying goes,CHANGE IS THE ONLY CONSTANT THING IN LIFE...thanks to shulin...this is his lappy on which i m working with a great authority...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;rest fine...life rolling as usual...have test tomorrow...might have a look at the books n notes now...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;life has been a big time BORE till now so i expect once te=he normal classes start,i can njoy the real MUMBAIYA life as people put it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;at last my umpteenth salute to TIM BERNERS LEE for the world's greatest creation i.e. the INTERNET...man i cant survive without it...i m feeling so free n relieved today...back to my usual self...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;will keep posting...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;let peace prevail&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-115125591237607880?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/115125591237607880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=115125591237607880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115125591237607880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115125591237607880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/06/sunday-was-never-so-good.html' title='sunday was never so good...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-115117615079076348</id><published>2006-06-25T00:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-25T02:46:31.720+05:30</updated><title type='text'>foundations laid....</title><content type='html'>yes,cant believe it...the foundation fortnight is over...now there is a test on monday n tuesday n then normal classes will start from 3rd july(hopefully)...&lt;br /&gt;the days have been tiring but overall it was a nice experience especially the ET tests...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past 13 days were like a breeze goin by you....just went with the flow...&lt;br /&gt;after the engineering college atmosphere it was a complete role reversal for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there i use to sleep at 4 in the morning after reading the "net editions" of the newspapers....and use to wake up at 9....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here 7 am was the limit of my morning pleasureable sleep....get ready,dress up in formals...go to college...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first few days i was sleeping in the class....the AC running at around 16 degrees added to the sleeping effect n as a result i caught cold n got fever...but then things became normal n now i m confident enough that i wont b caught having a nap until the lecture is boring enuf....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the immediate challange is the tests on 6 subjects that we undertook in foundation days...other subjects r fine but finance an accounts r like a nightmare to me....cant understand how the US stock index effects the indian economy...whatever...have to face it does'nt matter if i like it or not...so face it happily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends have alwaz been important in my life...n GOD has been kind enuf to bless me with people whom i can rely upon...pranjal sir was my senior in college...now he is with me...namit is my roomie...mast banda hai,engineer hai...lalit,suraj,manas,shankar,shulin...all the hostelites r like a family...sath me dinner karte hain,sath me hanste hain,sath me masti karte hain...i know my future days r goin to b rocking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;college me bhumi,nikita,komal,hiren,saurabh n others r there...bangalore batch se shubha n jasjiv singh(paaji) hain but they will b leaving for bangalore....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these guys from e-biz batch r looking forward for the normal classes to begin so that we can have a gala time out here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see...welingkar is a big name n i hope to get out after two years fulfiling my dreams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. monday n tuesday ko test hai...n fir ill try to keep posting regularily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let peace prevail....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-115117615079076348?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/115117615079076348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=115117615079076348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115117615079076348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115117615079076348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/06/foundations-laid.html' title='foundations laid....'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-115080359539814520</id><published>2006-06-20T16:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-20T17:09:55.410+05:30</updated><title type='text'>a week in mumbai</title><content type='html'>hello people,&lt;br /&gt;i wonder y people get that awe feeling at the mention of mumbai...i m experiencing it here...life is more than fast here...i get up at 7...yes 7 in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m down with cough,cold n mild fever...sab sahi kehta hain..mumbai me adjust karna is not easy..but usually ill get habitual to it...people here r fantastic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my batchmates r a bunch of people as diverse as from kotdwar(uttaranchal) to chennai...n SHANKAR is from chennai...a production engineer with a workex of 2 years n pankaj is a B Sc...&lt;br /&gt;people here r fantabulous...STALWARTS as shankar calls us....suraj agarwalA(notice the"A") is a bengalo though he hates to b called so...namit is a box of uncertainity...a fragile item like ratan noora...lalit kalra,pranjal,shulin,manas....ill take out some time to introduce all of them one by one once i get my own laptop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest well.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD shower ur blessings on me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-115080359539814520?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/115080359539814520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=115080359539814520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115080359539814520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115080359539814520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/06/week-in-mumbai.html' title='a week in mumbai'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-115032082375819250</id><published>2006-06-15T02:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-15T03:03:43.773+05:30</updated><title type='text'>life @ mumbai</title><content type='html'>hi people,its been days since i scribbled my blog so here i m with all that has happened to me for the last week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my project presentation on the 8th june...left agra same night...a heart breaking experience...lliving at a place for 4 years makes u use to it so much that u feel dejected even at the thought of leaving it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home in 9th morning....did some shopping....left for mumbai the next day and landed here at the financial capital on the night of 11th june...started my foundation fortnight from 12th morning 9 am...i reported the time here coz it is the most important factor here at welingkars as u have to b punctual...there is no option to it...if a lecturer leaves the class at 2:34 nd gives u a break of 10 minutes...he will b at the door at 2:43 n wait to close the door as 2:44 sharp...n if u miss the bus...stand out of the class...man this is killing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,i have a economics class at 9 in the morning n its already 3...so gunnite...will write more about the life here once my foundation fortnight gets over...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-115032082375819250?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/115032082375819250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=115032082375819250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115032082375819250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/115032082375819250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/06/life-mumbai.html' title='life @ mumbai'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-114909466397144646</id><published>2006-05-31T21:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-31T22:27:44.010+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Engineer...</title><content type='html'>so finally the day arrived when my 8th sem exams r over n i m an engineer....its a tradition in my college but still project submission and a practical is left....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont feel gr8 though i had toiled  n waited for 3 years and 9 months (from 1st sept'02 to 31st may'06)....nostalgia again......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though ill b leavin for mumbai around 10th may...welingkars...MBA...different place...different culture....different people....dunno how ill adjust but GOD has been gr8ful to me and has blessed me with people who r there nd promise me a gr8 welcome...lets c.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest was cool...wanted to get a photo clicked but was tired enuf...so will do some other time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past 4 years r goin round n round in front of my eyes as flashes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant write all of it....dont feel like thinking about leavin too....&lt;br /&gt;for the past 4 years we used to curse this place n noe this same place feels like heaven to me...&lt;br /&gt;ill miss u AEC....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-114909466397144646?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/114909466397144646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=114909466397144646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/114909466397144646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/114909466397144646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/05/engineer.html' title='Engineer...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-114876250061737613</id><published>2006-05-28T00:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-28T02:28:06.596+05:30</updated><title type='text'>transformations...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1391/801/1600/dad1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="175" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1391/801/320/dad1.jpg" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uptil 25th i was a to b graduate..with a ok ok job in hand(HSBC around 12k per month)..then welingkar ka result was out on the 25th...n i m a to b manager...targeting a hefty package....&lt;br /&gt;i m more than happy today...it will take time to get into the groove....&lt;br /&gt;i chatted with a senior whoz there in welingkar and upon being asked about the placements...all he said was "the best"&lt;br /&gt;i m supposed to do some shopping b4 joining there...like formals,ties,a blazer and other stuff...dunno how will i manage coz i have never been a shoppin freak...might ask mom to come here n help me... dad was here at 5 in the morning,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this is dad in my hostel room)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;he took a train from bareilly to mathura n then from there by bus(8 hours,250km)...took my certificates nd left for mumbai at 8:30...as the journey was planned a day before...confirm reservation nahi mila..he took a 273 waiting..he will reach mumbai on sunda at 7 am(22 hours,1500 kms) then he will go to welingkars n do the admission proceedings there...he will again board a train from dadar to mathura on 28th evening at about 8:30 with around 200 waiting and reach mathura on 29th evening at about 6(22 hours,1500 kms)then he will take a train from mathura to bareilly at 10:30 in the night n reach there on 30th morning(8 hours,250 kms)...which means he has travelled 3500 kms and 60 hours journey in 3 days....&lt;br /&gt;i feel the college administration shud have relaxed the limits...as the last date given is 29th may...i have my exam on 31st and dad was in no mood to disturb me and he took this hectic journey all by himself....m proud of u dad....love u lots...u r the best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the day was spent in looking for train schedules from agra to mumbai...but still no luck...might try my luck in tatkal quota...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly enough i didnt entered the mess at all today as was sleeping at the time of my meals...so had dinner at 1:30...thnx to shaghir who had stocked a plate for late night studies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people have this quality of making u fool every now n then and u also fall to the trap coz u believe them blindly.....whatever they say,ull believe it.....i too had my share of the treatment today.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunia bahut small hai....true...i again experienced the same when i talked to ankita my class 2nd to class 8th classmate...nd surprisingly enuf she too is in agra for the past 4 years doin her b tech from another college....might meet her b4 leavin for mumbai....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m currently downloading X-MEN 3,thnx to the internet facility and Mr. Gopal Tiwari(sys admin) for giving us the maximum bandwidth so that downloads can take place at about 100kbps....&lt;br /&gt;i m gettin the feeling that my coming days will b happening enuf to keep my interest in life alive....&lt;br /&gt;hey mumbaikars,here i come....will look forward to people going to their colleges while they cross welingkars....there r many colleges nearby.....gunnite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-114876250061737613?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/114876250061737613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=114876250061737613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/114876250061737613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/114876250061737613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/05/transformations.html' title='transformations...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-114858426395238189</id><published>2006-05-26T00:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-26T00:41:03.970+05:30</updated><title type='text'>finally peace....</title><content type='html'>its been months since i had a nice n sound sleep...the solace was not there in life...i got some after securing good marks in CAT n MAT exams...hoping that my preps have paid me well....then started the process of GD's n PI's.....went to bangalore on 12th feb....CHRIST college....got kicked on 20th feb....ashutosh n mini,my batchmates went thru....all the best people.&lt;br /&gt;KJ SOMAIYA called mr for a GD\PI but no luck there too....all of m friends were setteling down..some in job others in good colleges...i stood like a robbed person coz i felt that missing HCL COMNET(for IIFT),ICFAI and DATA armor will prove fatal for me....finally i got a job on 6th MAY with HSBC's concern HDPI...postin was to b in VIZAG...but i was not satisfied....was still hoping to get thru welingkars....then the results were out....ever1 who knew me was shocked as i had not made it...i was shattered....the window very politely said that i have not been selected for any of the course....and they asked me to check again on 25th may...i felt it all is over,think for CAT -06....but then today i got a call at 7 pm from +912224178300...mumbai number....i thought might b one of my new friends...but then the lady very politely enquired "MAY I SPEAK TO MR. VISHAL?" i said "SPEAKING" then she announced the news "CONGRATULATIONS MR. VISHAL, YOU HAVE BEEN SELECTED FOR PGPeBIZ PROGRAM 2006-08 AT WELINGKARS"....i was like....i asked her mam other details...she said check the website at 8:30...i kept silent for the next 10 minutes...didnt knew how to react....i wanted to check the site first....kept on refreshing the page but till 9...no news of the list...then finally i called home n told dad...he was happy...then as i returned to my room...i saw the site saying "updated on 25th may'06"..i entered my form number n DOB n WOW,man i m in....that was one of the most wonderful moments of my life.....then i told all my friends...they were like....chalo finally vishal has settled.....chatted with my mumbai friends....all were happy to know that soon ill b with them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so finally,i have made it....i hereby thank all my wellwishers for their constant support and believe in me ......people i cant put names of all of u...but u all know it .....thank u all.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m so haapy....at welingkars,ill jus b 15 mins away from......leave it......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam time....the first one gave me the shock of refusal from welingkars n the last one is et to come n m selected...GOD IS GR8.....let there b peace.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-114858426395238189?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/114858426395238189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=114858426395238189' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/114858426395238189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/114858426395238189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/05/finally-peace.html' title='finally peace....'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-114840352302577585</id><published>2006-05-23T22:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-23T22:28:43.036+05:30</updated><title type='text'>GLOBALISATION</title><content type='html'>Roozi bod, ashghe to bodam,&lt;br /&gt;az dastet, to kheili razi bodam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amma to bad sheitoni kardi,&lt;br /&gt;nazdike man naja to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boro Boro delam toro toro nemikhad,&lt;br /&gt;dige dige nemikham bebinamet&lt;br /&gt;Boro Boro delam jaie dige dige hast,&lt;br /&gt; dige dige nemikham bebinamet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boro Boro delam toro toro nemikhad,&lt;br /&gt; dige dige nemikham bebinamet&lt;br /&gt;Boro Boro delam jaie dige dige hast,&lt;br /&gt;dige dige nemikham bebinamet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roozi bod, ashghe to bodam,&lt;br /&gt;az daste kheili razi bodam,&lt;br /&gt; amma to bad sheitoni kardi,&lt;br /&gt; delam asan toro dige nemikad,&lt;br /&gt;roozi bod, ashghe to bodam,&lt;br /&gt; az dastet, to kheili razi bodam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; amma to bad sheitoni kardi,&lt;br /&gt;nazdike man naja to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boro Boro delam toro toro nemikhad,&lt;br /&gt;dige dige nemikham bebinamet&lt;br /&gt;Boro Boro delam jaie dige dige hast,&lt;br /&gt;dige dige nemikham bebinamet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boro Boro delam toro toro nemikhad,&lt;br /&gt;dige dige nemikham bebinamet&lt;br /&gt;Boro Boro delam jaie dige dige hast,&lt;br /&gt;dige dige nemikham bebinamet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus repeat x 2)&lt;br /&gt;Boro Boro delam toro toro nemikhad&lt;br /&gt; Boro Boro delam jaie dige dige hast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confused??main bhi ho gaya tha....for the info these r the lyrics of the song BORO BORO from BLUFFMASTER...is this globalisation of bollywood....coz i dont think this is an indian language...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-114840352302577585?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/114840352302577585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=114840352302577585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/114840352302577585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/114840352302577585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/05/globalisation.html' title='GLOBALISATION'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-114833169095889298</id><published>2006-05-23T02:12:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:59:22.116+05:30</updated><title type='text'>DATA COMPRESSION.....wont forget u</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1391/801/1600/aks_vis.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1391/801/1600/aks_vis.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1391/801/1600/04052006%28026%29.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1391/801/320/04052006%28026%29.0.jpg" border="0" width="220" height="168" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till yesterday i was a happy fellow then i picked up KHALID SAYOOD,the data compression book,n here i m all weared n teared....for the past 4 hours i have been tryin to decipher what all those silly algorithms mean and wherethey lead to...but still&lt;br /&gt;a unit not covered..might catch vikas in the morning n ask him to teach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is vikas by the way....had i been the VC of the university,i would have given him an all round degree coz he teaches guys (n gals...actually gal) from CS,IT,EC &amp;amp; ME...dunno what pleasure he gets....aj bhi he was studyin MULTIMEDIA COMMUNICATION SYSTEMS......EC ka subject.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,the day was a complete shit for me....woke up n after the usual morning shift of surfin..picked up the book and realised the water has gone way above the level and if not started now...its late....start hi kiya tha ki had a brawl with akshay....&lt;br /&gt;it was sorted out till the night coz we have this thing in our relation that we cant stay with out talking....vikas downloaded "THE DA VINCI CODE" as every1 was busy studying i took the courage to have a look at it....discovered it is not in english......bahut gaali baki.....then my haedphon fell off from the table and its one earpiece broke .....gaye 175 RS paani me......so i went back to hit the books again....&lt;br /&gt;,its 2:30 now n i need to sleep coz subah uth ke padhna hai....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-114833169095889298?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-114824455174002144</id><published>2006-05-22T02:01:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:57:54.328+05:30</updated><title type='text'>yahoo chatting...</title><content type='html'>god bless the developers of yahoo messenger...this awsome tool has the ability to bind people worldwide...it performs its work effeciently and with out any biases or reservations....&lt;br /&gt;i have been using it for some 8 years or so...n i have seen it transforming..as m i...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;the day was fine...woke up at 10 as usual...had lunch at 1...in the meantime downloaded posiedon for vikas,another buddy,filled up welingkar's design course form....went to city to post it....had food there...returned back at 8 n since then surfin....my roomie,amit,has his exam on 23rd of BMI(bio medical instrumentation) and he is goin nuts....all his brachmates have the same wierd look on their faces....ek hum CS wale hain ....akshay has gone home....gaurav,as usual at his orkuttin best..aj hi panga kiya hai orkut pe....saurabh roamin in the hostel....vikas hi ek sincere banda hai par usne bhi PC khol liya hai....to he is also surfing....we have an exam of DATA COMPRESSION on 23rd n i bet....no1 has started preps....kisi ko ek shabd bhi nahi ata hai...but still by the 23rd afternoon...u can ask us anythin n we will b like professors of the subject.....&lt;br /&gt;i also clicked some snaps from the mobile cam..... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1391/801/1600/fir%20se.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1391/801/320/fir%20se.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one of them....it has become my fav past time ...as the session is about ot end in another 15 days or so..i want to collect every moment of it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nostalgia again.....ill continue with the momory wali post sometimes later.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-114824455174002144?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/114824455174002144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=114824455174002144' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/114824455174002144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/114824455174002144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/05/yahoo-chatting.html' title='yahoo chatting...'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-114823755641846514</id><published>2006-05-22T00:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-22T10:05:36.763+05:30</updated><title type='text'>reservation stir</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ibnlive.com/news/devils-advocate-arjun-singh/11063-4-single.html"&gt;http://www.ibnlive.com/news/devils-advocate-arjun-singh/11063-4-single.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is he mad or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus watch the video on this link n see the last 20 seconds....look at his face when being asked why no1 met these protesters for several weeks....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-114823755641846514?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/114823755641846514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=114823755641846514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/114823755641846514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/114823755641846514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/05/reservation-stir.html' title='reservation stir'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-114815799628540710</id><published>2006-05-21T01:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-21T02:24:47.403+05:30</updated><title type='text'>memories.....</title><content type='html'>it truely was a lifetime experience to b in a place like agra...i left bareilly on 29th august 2002.....havin no idea whatsoever what future has in hands for me.....2 of my friends himanshu n mohit were also admitted to the same college but in different branches...&lt;br /&gt;i landed here n met one of the purest soul on earth,HIMANSHU SHIVAM...i tell you...he was so scared of the ragging n all that he didnt even came out of the room even when there were no seniors around and our parents still there.....the first day passed in gettin acquainted with the RULES n REGULATIONS posted on us i.e. freshers....cruise cut hairs with 2 strips,white shirt,grey pants,black shoes with white laces,colorful buttons on the shirt...man twas so funny that the first time we dressed up,i cudnt stop myself from laughing....&lt;br /&gt;1st sept was the day...we went to college...heads down,eyes on the third button of the shirt,wishing every person encountered by us...be it the principal or the sweeper...the zeal had to b the same or if some1 lousily wished...pat came the choicest explicits with the statement "nashta nahi kiya?" i felt like sain sometimes..."&lt;strong&gt;nahi kiya,karaoge kya?&lt;/strong&gt;" but then....things were cool....then i met akshay rastogi....a true bania but wont mind spending....a wonderful programmer but got kicked in programin round of PERSISTANT...was a big blow....alwaz wanted to b in a s\w job...but got into HCL COMNET....a man with contradictions....he plans so much that if he tells all to MANMOHAN singh....he'll hand the planning commission to him.....we used to go to the lab for internet during the evening hours....i also met paople like NIKHIL,RACHIT,NISHEET,GAURAV &amp;amp; ANAND.....i think ill write a seperate post for these 2 kanpurias...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came the 2nd december..it was a chilly night and suddenly at bout 9 we heared some1 shoutin at the mess....twas a routine as my seniors had some strong vocal cords and enjoyed flaunting their prized possessions.....&lt;br /&gt;then we came to knew that a guy called vivek tripathi had a brawl with one of the seniors....&lt;br /&gt;the then warden MR.R.K.BHATIA took a meeting with freshers on the ground floor n announced that no1 will go to the college in uniform from the next day....he also later suspended about 4-5 2nd year students..all this was conveyed to us by our batchmates....as said,we dressed up in the morning as there was a test series starting...and yeah IT WAS NIKHIL'S BIRTHDAY.....as soon as we reached the workshop,a group of seniors told us to go back...we were sbout 70 juniors and only the ones walking in the front talked to the seniors and a voice came towards the behin ki maaro maaro......we had no idea what has happened....a senior named VIKAS SINGH said ki motu bhag jao hostel warna bahut pitoge....then suddenly all of the 1st year students came running to the hostel....in the meantime some of us were beaten and some of us also bashed them...the seniors...it was unreal...the brawl continued till the evening and in the night...all those supermans from our batch were taken to task...THNX TO MANISH VIDHANI SIR N DEBASHISH SIR....no1 entered our room...the next day half of the hostel was empty...by the night,we also caugth a train n went back home...could not believe it...end semester exams were to begin from somewhere around 20th n we were goin home on 4th dec..twas unreal....but that was it....my college life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;will write the rest of the journey later.....cant believe it..i have my second last exam of my engineering on 23rd may n m blogging....thnx 2 u rohit....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10385387-114815799628540710?l=vishalscorpion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/feeds/114815799628540710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10385387&amp;postID=114815799628540710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/114815799628540710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10385387/posts/default/114815799628540710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vishalscorpion.blogspot.com/2006/05/memories.html' title='memories.....'/><author><name>Vishal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00142257637892904495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IwuXYqlKKo/SNaDc4SV3iI/AAAAAAAAB_M/1TPyXnJaVJM/S220/17082007310.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10385387.post-114810934408310612</id><published>2006-05-20T12:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-20T12:45:44.086+05:30</updated><title type='text'>my first post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1391/801/1600/tr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1391/801/320/tr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hi friends,this is my first post on this blog....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;actually i created this blog about 2 months ago,if m right,but never felt like posting it but when i read the blog on my friend rohit, &lt;a href="http://www.rohitmac.blogspot.com"&gt;www.rohitmac.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; i felt like pouring my feelings here...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the latest in my life is that i got a kick from welingkars college..MBA insti in mumbai...was expecting a lot but couldnt get a seat jus coz my dad hasnt got 10 lakhs donation...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;n guess what i had my first exam on 17th may n was happily back to my room at 6 when i opened my pc n suddenly got the news ki the result is out....i thought that i might get a good news...but alas....n i had another exam yesterday.....was thinkin bout the result during the whole exam...dunno what crap i wrote....i stil have 2 more to go....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;god plz save me....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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