<?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-9060530571226029504</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:23:40.743+05:30</updated><category term='dad'/><category term='Leaderful Organizations'/><category term='Journalism'/><category term='Keynes'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='Albert Einstein'/><category term='Perfumes'/><category term='Chateaux'/><category term='perfume woman'/><category term='donate'/><category term='Fafa Islands'/><category term='Cisco'/><category term='Social Warming'/><category term='Wine'/><category term='Batman'/><category term='Lets see how people create paradigms'/><category term='Future Ventures'/><category 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day'/><category term='Tata Safari ad Song'/><category term='Luxury Industry'/><category term='My ideas'/><category term='Reclaim your life'/><category term='enterpreneurship'/><category term='age'/><category term='Shiv sena'/><category term='350'/><category term='Shuttle'/><category term='Unreal'/><category term='South Africa'/><category term='Manager'/><category term='vision'/><category term='non-serious writing'/><category term='tcktcktck'/><category term='cloud nine'/><category term='win-win'/><category term='Copenhagen'/><category term='Lie'/><category term='Mobilizing People through Ideas'/><category term='economy crisis'/><category term='La Citie'/><category term='Happiness'/><category term='Mesmirizing'/><category term='Globe Trotters'/><category term='life'/><category term='Juliet'/><category term='Tata Safari Dicor Ad'/><category term='St Michel'/><category term='Dark Knight'/><category term='Multi Stream Business Model'/><category term='Earth'/><category term='Genetic Algorithms'/><category term='Praan song'/><category term='South Pacific Islands'/><category term='Sustainability'/><category term='Confluence 2010'/><category term='Carbon Credits'/><category term='Sustainable Architecture'/><category term='Umberto Eco'/><category term='Shanghai Salsa'/><category term='Future Economy'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>GolBNu</title><subtitle type='html'>UNBLOGGING MY MILLION LIVES</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-2852667380927919971</id><published>2011-08-09T17:37:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-09T18:12:11.648+05:30</updated><title type='text'>America, its you again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;With grand ignorance and lack of common sense, one can become sole super power - USa has been a sparkling example! And their success is so seductive it allures the rest of world to borrow its super-ignorance. Just like unalloyed belief on CREDIT RATINGS!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;I can see how ridiculous some "standard" American guy poor of common sense tells "NO!! Her size is not AAA but AA" whole world starts crying!! Trust &amp;amp; reliability on the by-products of their ignorance, is matchless! Mr. Rater is so flawed and nonsense that countries like PIGS (Portugal, Italy, Shiva shiva Greece &amp;amp; lol Spain) who are BIMARUs of the world have better rating than India. If this is not whimsical sway of moody Fitch then what else!&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Please compare assets, real growth, or SAVINGS etc...India fares better. Baseless. Anyways let the credit ratings go.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Focus on the issue: US economy is a grasshopper, they never save. They spend 37% of GDP with only half of them paying taxes!! And now they have borrowed everything they can to the point of default, hence cannot borrow more. To make matters worse, they want to attract borrowers now either by increasing yield on their bonds or lessening the price or both! But how shall they redeem bond holders?? And how can they promise higher yield when their growth is almost halted? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Dear America, at least for economic reasons, you should have stopped investing in Iraq, afghan &amp;amp; other wars. You don’t have to borrow and invest in war. Unemployment in your country is not a result of outsourcing rather it’s a result of your govt's policy making and lack of progressive foresight. The catastrophe, which you have created, is indeed a triumph of your unregulated capitalism, unbridled globalization and canonized ignorance. Or on a second thought, you can consider it to be a last leg of official transition of power from West to East (rather from single point of concentration to globally distributed power poles!) in the background of strange economic cycles.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;So what you can do to avoid catastrophe?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-left:.25in;mso-add-space:auto; text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family:Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;First, present the inherent nonsense of these rating agencies &amp;amp; communicate to the world not to take seriously. Shut the agencies ass! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left:.25in;mso-add-space: auto;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family:Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;For god's sake, make love not war! You can use all that budget and healthy workforce productively in spurring growth&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left:.25in;mso-add-space: auto;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family:Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Keep a check on your love for capitalism. Because capitalism is not an adult, it is like a teen, there should be timely n friendly guidance. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left:.25in;mso-add-space: auto;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family:Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Tell academicians to teach CAPM is just a vague measurement and not to take American bond as Risk-Free while calculating :) This is a spoilsport. If ever possible, slowly integrate fractal geometry.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="margin-left:.25in;mso-add-space:auto; text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family:Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;And sell gold now.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-2852667380927919971?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/2852667380927919971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=2852667380927919971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/2852667380927919971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/2852667380927919971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2011_08_01_archive.html#2852667380927919971' title='America, its you again!'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-1885913787362203784</id><published>2011-05-26T19:18:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-29T23:01:04.821+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Relationships at Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kuggmRh5lGc/TeKB53FjtWI/AAAAAAAADBk/8oyr26U0Qns/s1600/spr.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kuggmRh5lGc/TeKB53FjtWI/AAAAAAAADBk/8oyr26U0Qns/s400/spr.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612190916696847714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My dad always tells the quality of one's life is strongly correlated to the quality of one's relationships. Relationship with oneself, with people and with everything in the world, if not universe. I could not stop recalling my dad while signing up for a training program "Building and strengthening Relationships at Business" at office. I was sweetly impressed by no-nonsense and non-cliche approach of the course. Session not only helped in refreshing our "known" concepts but also the importance of repetition. It reminded me if "known" things are not consciously functionalized they become dysfunctional not just non-functional! It was timeless lesson.  And I thought why not share some important nuggets from the program with you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Respect and concern for the person builds strong relationship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Seek out and spend time with them. Take an interest in them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Active listening&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Offer something for nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Spend lunch hours with peers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Serve on special projects and volunteer company-wide activities/committees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Be truthful and open even if others are not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Provide correct, clear and complete information when people reach out for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Avoid negative non-verbal behavior. Avoid complains&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Use please and thank you non-mechanically&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Evaluate criticism objectively&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Give more than you get&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Meet your inner circle + external circle at least once a month (6+6)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Exude energy and enthusiasm for attitudes are reciprocal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remember, its great to be liked but even greater to be NEEDED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-1885913787362203784?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/1885913787362203784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=1885913787362203784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/1885913787362203784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/1885913787362203784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#1885913787362203784' title='Relationships at Work'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kuggmRh5lGc/TeKB53FjtWI/AAAAAAAADBk/8oyr26U0Qns/s72-c/spr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-1736076940492947335</id><published>2011-02-12T20:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-12T20:10:09.913+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Canine Corporatus - Corporate Dog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S-cgcjBp-AI/AAAAAAAAC44/c96DEYYLFG8/s1600/dog3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469375947275368450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S-cgcjBp-AI/AAAAAAAAC44/c96DEYYLFG8/s400/dog3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Canine Corporatus!!!&lt;br /&gt;No...not about corporate bitches which are easily found everywhere. Neither it is about those rabies-infected corporate-stray dogs like Sujeeth nor is it about squalid canines such as Rajaraman or PerCash, who fail to qualify even for the categories mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By corporate dogs, i mean dogs of/for an organization just like dogs at/for home. Meaning is straight and simple. Bulls, bears, stags, hen, parrots, sharks and foxes are all part of our corporate world. Why not our faithful and friendly dog be part of this world? What if each organization has its own pet dog? A dog that belongs to a company. A dog that lives in the company campus. A dog, which can be part of company's security. I think you got a fair idea of what I’m talking about. If each company has its dog, then we call them “Look its Infosys dog" "No no, its Capgemini dog"..."Stupid, are you blind or what?! it is Accenture doggy". And probably veterinary doctors and geeks from scientific brotherhood identify them as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Canine Corporatus!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And dogs might feel honored for this respectful transformation in their Family name from Vulgaris to Corporatus ;). [I hear an imaginary dog barking "Every dog has his day]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s imagine this to be true. Then, that is my topic. Well then where would you put that dog- in a balance sheet or P-n-L? Do you think it is generating revenues/cash?? For my sake, assume it’s a lazy dog, which strolls around and enjoys its time with the company's security team. Company takes care of it..khana, peena and health but it does nothing eventually (liability or Expenses??) Can you think of how it adds value to company. How should I calculate its depreciation, if one possibly can? What if it’s a she-dog? How would you evaluate this &lt;em&gt;canine asset&lt;/em&gt;? Is it based on number of pups that he might give birth to or its impact on the organizations security system? Guys, remember it adds additional costs to company in terms of living expenses, time that employees waste to pet her, and costs expended to clean its poo, here and there, in the campus.&lt;br /&gt;What if pups are born out of an affair between SAP (male dog) and Oracle (female dog)? How would you distribute the new &lt;em&gt;barking-assets&lt;/em&gt;? How much ownership does SAP has in this situation? Do tax benefits differ for male and female dogs like male and female employees? If it wags tail or appreciates the smell of any other dog on campus, do you think this risqué can be labeled as sexual harassment and breach of conduct??&lt;br /&gt;What if Microsoft dog (she dog) likes Google's dog (He) and wants to date? Do you contain her sexual freedom in the name of conflict of interest because Microsoft doesn’t like any merger with Goog. Anyways and in any case, we don’t pay this dog for for its services and its loyalty towards company? These two points should raise brows of any watchdogs from animal activist groups, isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;If this faithful canine colleague performs exceptionally well and exceeds expectations in all Cir-KAMA-stances, Will it be able to break all the corporate ceilings and cross human-animal divide in this world where only performance matters. In accordance with Hindu philosophy, will his phenomenal, effective and progressive life (Karma Yoga) trick Karmic cycles to enable his next birth as a higher being, that is, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Homo Corporatus!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear HR, have you considered your dog's this exceptional privilege? Can you apply carry-forward in this case and prompt him through promotion cycles just like Karmic ones so that he is CXO.&lt;br /&gt;Let me stop my stream of thoughts here. Eagerly waiting for your responses.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-1736076940492947335?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/1736076940492947335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=1736076940492947335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/1736076940492947335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/1736076940492947335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#1736076940492947335' title='Canine Corporatus - Corporate Dog!'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S-cgcjBp-AI/AAAAAAAAC44/c96DEYYLFG8/s72-c/dog3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-829673016018267</id><published>2011-02-12T18:36:00.015+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-12T20:03:53.748+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Rose, Smell Sweeter by Other Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cGC79rPIy_o/TVaaMgMG7iI/AAAAAAAAC_E/4Y0CuZALt20/s1600/Girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 255px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cGC79rPIy_o/TVaaMgMG7iI/AAAAAAAAC_E/4Y0CuZALt20/s400/Girls.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572811128507395618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Guys, please think of girl's name NOT ending with A, E, I and Y...your quick list cannot be longer than 10 names. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sparing Simrans n Nupurs in Punjab and Jenifers in western world, girls names’ still end in unchanged fashion! Entire girldom is confined by these four letters. Womankind that craves unending variety in everything that man has made for them strangely stuck with THIS stereotype, no? Simple glance at the girldom's nomenclature gives me some meta-relief that Men, indeed, are very easy-going and simple…with no rigidities or absurdities! Men make no discrimination between consonants and vowels, at least not for namesake. Isn’t it warning call for Feminist movements and the shopping-savvy ilk to address this verbal liberation...this omega-"Alpha" conundrum!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Highly-reactive, fickle-stubborn combo, Thy name requires emancipation. Aye, multi-tasker, and heavily-coated beautiful counterpart, don’t you think, its high time, your entitlement needs urgent Name-icure or name-sculpting or whatever your last call is! Dear Forbidden fruit eater, why “dissonance” with “consonants”?? With a true nod to Shakespeare's take on Rose, its unchanged sweetness and vanity of a name, I still ask you to come with up girls names' that DO NOT end with A, E, I or Y.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-829673016018267?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/829673016018267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=829673016018267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/829673016018267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/829673016018267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#829673016018267' title='Rose, Smell Sweeter by Other Name'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cGC79rPIy_o/TVaaMgMG7iI/AAAAAAAAC_E/4Y0CuZALt20/s72-c/Girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-6257568701399739105</id><published>2011-01-16T19:46:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-16T20:05:33.493+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Walk to Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/TTMBDBKfS-I/AAAAAAAAC-c/HAz3L8ed_c0/s1600/86534371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562791116096359394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/TTMBDBKfS-I/AAAAAAAAC-c/HAz3L8ed_c0/s400/86534371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don’t even remember the last time when I went for a walk with my dad. Just like that. Just him and me. I. I felt happy walk with my dad this morning. I felt something very pleasant. Morning charm of Sunday added special exclusivity. Still slumbering households, vanished traffic, a few heads n mouths here and there, soothing rays and calm breeze…&lt;br /&gt;I did not speak anything important. I didn’t want to or I did not know what to. I guess I was giving commentary on the loveliness of BTM Layout in Bangalore.. its parks, gardens, peaceful locale, broad roads, homely n townish crowd (all of which I discovered recently‼). A walk that came close to my mind in terms of setting was that of TB Dam’s when I was in 4th standard or probably younger.&lt;br /&gt;Felt sad to see him weak and old. Wished I could read his mind completely and fix all that’s causing him discomfort. I wanted to tell him there is nothing he has to worry, about me or about life. I wanted to tell him that he was an ideal man…values, ethics, principles, ---personified. I wanted to tell sorry for all the hurts that I have caused him in my last 27 years. I wanted to assure him that everything will be alright and wanted to promise him that I will settle down very soon.&lt;br /&gt;P.S: On a very different note, “Walk to Remember” is one of my favorite romantic movies &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-6257568701399739105?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/6257568701399739105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=6257568701399739105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/6257568701399739105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/6257568701399739105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#6257568701399739105' title='A Walk to Remember'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/TTMBDBKfS-I/AAAAAAAAC-c/HAz3L8ed_c0/s72-c/86534371.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-7781151703671802056</id><published>2011-01-16T19:10:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-16T19:45:36.838+05:30</updated><title type='text'>2009-2011: Last 18 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/TTL9bnTHxKI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/DeVhXb3_nig/s1600/84634471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562787140603462818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/TTL9bnTHxKI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/DeVhXb3_nig/s400/84634471.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; -My sister (Soumya) got married. Most happiest day of my family.&lt;br /&gt;-Ravi, my cousin, got married. Another celebration!!&lt;br /&gt;-Best friends, Krismo &amp;amp; Prasad successfully earned MBA degrees from international B schools, UK &amp;amp; Spain respectively. Proud to see them as international graduates\m/&lt;br /&gt;-Ricci started earning and spending in dollars. He lives in American Malgudi, Wisconsin now&lt;br /&gt;-I too achieved by MBA degree from a good B school in France.&lt;br /&gt;-Travelled many countries and can say I saw 3 continents&lt;br /&gt;-Spent an year with friends from 26 different countries : learning, unlearning, working, traveling, sharing, playing and achieving.&lt;br /&gt;-Learnt cooking, managing a house and accomplishing anything, anywhere on this planet&lt;br /&gt;-Did skiing, shark-diving and casino-ing (yes even in Monaco‼). Touched wild shark in the middle of sea&lt;br /&gt;-Tasted some zillion types of alcohols..spirits, liquours, beverages, and all that fall in between them. Learnt a great deal about them.&lt;br /&gt;-France was one of the best things that happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;-Krismo and I left together left carbon-footprints on international skies from Dubai to Banaglore!!It was THE MOMENT too meet your friend in some other country and then fly together!!&lt;br /&gt;-World has become a sweet place for now I have friends all across the globe&lt;br /&gt;-Saw Mediterranean sea, Atlantic Ocean, Indian Ocean. Liquid Magnetism!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Experienced first snow-fall of my life&lt;br /&gt;-Had never kissed so many girls/ladies in one year (Thanks for French way of greeting)..hence smelled so many exotic perfumes…doink doink&lt;br /&gt;-Exposed to so many new thoughts, authors, concepts, musicians, companies, cultures, achievements and challenges.&lt;br /&gt;-Spent lots and lots of money..till the last penny. Never imagined that I’d spend as much money in one year.&lt;br /&gt;-Professionally and personally maturity was ruthless tested. My leanings, if evaluated are priceless&lt;br /&gt;-Saw the darkest and weakest side of relationships and people.&lt;br /&gt;-Put on lot of weight. Tone has gone for a toss, have become curvy‼!&lt;br /&gt;-Met Nagashree; her plight still agonizes me.&lt;br /&gt;-Prasad became CEO of a Spanish company for India&lt;br /&gt;-Raj, atlast came to a place, where one ought to be—Bangalore&lt;br /&gt;-Tried eking out in Hyd but got some job in B’lore..this company resembles my primary school..LOL, peanuts are better than penny-less, isn’t it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-7781151703671802056?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/7781151703671802056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=7781151703671802056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/7781151703671802056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/7781151703671802056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#7781151703671802056' title='2009-2011: Last 18 Months'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/TTL9bnTHxKI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/DeVhXb3_nig/s72-c/84634471.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-3742183099704384013</id><published>2010-12-04T20:01:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-05T12:45:40.669+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Penthouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/TPs780v2P9I/AAAAAAAAC84/TW61JFRDvSQ/s1600/Penthouse.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/TPs780v2P9I/AAAAAAAAC84/TW61JFRDvSQ/s400/Penthouse.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547093282174418898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sitting on the floor with my back reclining on to the sides of my chic low-level bed, I was enjoying the most romantic and soft light oozing through the very large windows of my new suave penthouse. Soaked in tranquility after the storm in whirl of life, disturbed only by cozy light coming from these windows, I am looking across the evening humanity and its lovely spread from this vantage point. Its a beautiful view of city lost in buildings and trees except the super tall aptmnts dotted here and there on the rim of horizon. I wanted to take an spacious, airy and naturally lit independent flat but staying in a penthouse is not bad too. It’s equally sexy place.   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Looking at evening sky with light sprayed romantically, I cannot help think all these:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I think I want some peace, rest and certainty. I will and want to be in India at least for another 6 months. I want to anchor in time and space for I am feeling as if I lost ground and have been running. It dawned upon me that I was really far away. I want to come back to societal plane. The society where my parents, friends, relatives, families (Real people) family values, ethics and life-enriching order still live. Where the meaning of love, friendship, willingness to sacrifice and go out of one's way still thrive. It might not be glittering or flashy but its million times more worth than Gold, it’s real and priceless.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Its in these relationships: father, mother, siblings, friends, son, daughter, wife, husband, neighbour..we find many tributaries of "purpose" "meaning" and "joy of life". (Of course there are many more too). Companionship, Trust, Loyalty, Sensitivity, Utmost value for relationship and compatibility (for god's sake, not to be read as having same likes or dislikes!!!) are quintessence of any meaningful and true relationship especially for marriage and friendship. I think all those come naturally when you choose to LOVE the person and respect life." &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finding this unbelievably beautiful penthouse in an unexpected locality of Bangalore rings the bells of serendipity. Hope this evening breeze is bringing winds of positive change in my life. I commit right here to lead a very noble, enriching, creative, fulfilling and very meaningful life. I am 27+ now, its high time!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-3742183099704384013?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/3742183099704384013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=3742183099704384013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/3742183099704384013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/3742183099704384013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#3742183099704384013' title='My Penthouse'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/TPs780v2P9I/AAAAAAAAC84/TW61JFRDvSQ/s72-c/Penthouse.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-6889508432192986546</id><published>2010-11-16T01:14:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-16T01:22:10.724+05:30</updated><title type='text'>What is All This???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Why? For what?&lt;/span&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/9060530571226029504-6889508432192986546?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/6889508432192986546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=6889508432192986546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/6889508432192986546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/6889508432192986546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2010_11_01_archive.html#6889508432192986546' title='What is All This???'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-4652207267690047862</id><published>2010-11-09T08:27:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-09T22:42:29.526+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Good Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is such a pleasure to know and share so many good tidings. I am so happy to see my darling sisters and ALL my friends immensely happy and well settled. Prasad not only became India Head but also the Director for Spanish solar company. I cannot write how proud and delighted I am by this great feat. I know that he will take this company to great heights. I wish him all the very bestest!! Then comes naughty Ricci, who have found his type of place in Madison, Wisconsin and is happily settled there. I travel along with him through photos he shares. It is so nice to see him happy, content and successful. I wish that he gets award from the CEO this time too...for HATRICK sake!!&lt;br /&gt;Raja, bestest friend more than my cousin, now is flooded by so many offers inspite of being on board to Germany for 3 long years. Though I miss him, I dont want him to come back for another 3 years but for the wedding (mine or his!!). It gives me such a relief to see him going places literally n figuratively, and make so much money, experience and growth. He deserves a lot more and want to see go lot farther. Dearest Balli, KrishnaMohan, smiling buddha, successfully completed MBA from the top business school of UK. Its a rejoice to know that he is a consultant in world's major telecom giant and is home now. I did miss him a lot last 15 months. Suman, my silent and undecipherable friend, whose professional life always caused discontent for me gave a super positive jerk. At last..at last he found very satisfying job, big bucks n the right place. From now on, his life should better be bed of roses. All his problems are on the verge of disappearance. Pri, happiest and healthiest friend, is too busy playing with Riddu blissfully. She too is blessed with all the good things of life and joyfully settled. Should i tell how much I miss her&lt;br /&gt;when she leaves India to Shanghai??? Other mischievous devil, and my insane conversations partner Kako the CD, whoz getting married (FINALLY approved a guy..hehhe) to Ankur,  honest and good chap. I am very happy for her. So she too will leave India for Singapore. Last but not the least is my cousin Ravi, who has found his soulmate and is getting married in another 25 days. Its a celebration. I must tell how greatly he changed the course of his business from the painful start-up to current halcyon times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a way to celebrate the ending months of 2010!! What more I can ask for..than these wonderful times and happy gifts from my kith n kin :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-4652207267690047862?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/4652207267690047862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=4652207267690047862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/4652207267690047862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/4652207267690047862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2010_11_01_archive.html#4652207267690047862' title='Good Times'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-5153048540621413563</id><published>2010-11-05T19:13:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-08T19:45:34.146+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Yaava Mohana</title><content type='html'>yaava mohana murali kareyitu&lt;br /&gt;doora teerake ninnanu&lt;br /&gt;yaava brindavanavu seLeyitu&lt;br /&gt;ninna minchina kaNNanu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoovu hasige chandra chandana&lt;br /&gt;bahu bandhana chumbana&lt;br /&gt;bayake toTada beeliyoLage&lt;br /&gt;karaNagaLadee ringaNa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sapta sagaradaache yello&lt;br /&gt;supta sagara kaadide&lt;br /&gt;moLeyadalegaLa mooka marmara&lt;br /&gt;indu illigu haayite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vivashavayitu praana - hah!!&lt;br /&gt;paravashavu ninnee chetana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;iruvudellava biTTu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;iradudareDege tuDivude jeevana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaava mohana murali kareyitu&lt;br /&gt;iddakiddale ninnanu&lt;br /&gt;Yaave brindavanavu chaachitu&lt;br /&gt;tanna minchina kayyanu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaave mohana murali kareyithu&lt;br /&gt;doora teerake ninnanu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-5153048540621413563?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/5153048540621413563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=5153048540621413563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/5153048540621413563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/5153048540621413563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2010_11_01_archive.html#5153048540621413563' title='Yaava Mohana'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-8851004722212462433</id><published>2010-10-22T01:09:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-22T01:22:49.282+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Scarecrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/TMCZWVi9O_I/AAAAAAAAC7w/mC1g181QCSg/s1600/86073102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/TMCZWVi9O_I/AAAAAAAAC7w/mC1g181QCSg/s400/86073102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530588951430904818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once I said to a scarecrow, "You must be tired of standing in this lonely field.”&lt;br /&gt;And he said, "The joy of scaring is a deep and lasting on, and I never tire of it."&lt;br /&gt;Said I, after a minute of thought, "It is true; for I too have known that joy."&lt;br /&gt;Said he, "Only those who are stuffed with straw can know it."&lt;br /&gt;Then I left him, not knowing whether he had complimented or belittled me.&lt;br /&gt;A year passed, during which the scarecrow turned philosopher. And when I passed by him again I saw two crows building a nest under his hat!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(One of my most favorite stories told by Khalil Gibran)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-8851004722212462433?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/8851004722212462433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=8851004722212462433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/8851004722212462433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/8851004722212462433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#8851004722212462433' title='Scarecrow'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/TMCZWVi9O_I/AAAAAAAAC7w/mC1g181QCSg/s72-c/86073102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-8814377495303688652</id><published>2010-09-07T19:30:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-07T21:46:09.733+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/TIZjeXHr5VI/AAAAAAAAC7c/7UULKVEu9Bw/s1600/102854432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/TIZjeXHr5VI/AAAAAAAAC7c/7UULKVEu9Bw/s400/102854432.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514204167015228754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the un-relative and un-iversal values and ethics is Freedom. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Jean-Jacques Rousseau, prime influencer of the French Revolution as well as the Modern thought, once remarked "Man is born free but is chained everywhere".&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Equally true is the profound interpretation as the one intended by Rousseau that man is chained by his own internal forces as much as external ones. Unavoidably aware of external/existential forces that snare him, Man has lost his freedom to his life's internal inertias like conditioning, prejudices, untempered emotions, one's mental schema, bounded rationality, failed-willpower, obsolete and fossilized assumptions, irrelevant outlooks, cognitive dissonance, unregulated instincts, inherents like laziness, habits, and lot more. After cycles of deep thought and sifting,   I came to conclusion that the five strongest chains of Man's enslavement are:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;Poverty (isn’t poverty a lack of freedom?!)&lt;br /&gt;Illness / Ill Health&lt;br /&gt;Guilt&lt;br /&gt;Fear&lt;br /&gt;Absence of Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you know what to do..Let us strive to remain unchained. Enjoy Freedom :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-8814377495303688652?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/8814377495303688652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=8814377495303688652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/8814377495303688652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/8814377495303688652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#8814377495303688652' title='Freedom'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/TIZjeXHr5VI/AAAAAAAAC7c/7UULKVEu9Bw/s72-c/102854432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-1883582710688581348</id><published>2010-05-10T02:37:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-10T02:52:25.127+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Calendar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S-cmr4h5eHI/AAAAAAAAC5E/ZRRoHKCmdf4/s1600/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469382807815551090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S-cmr4h5eHI/AAAAAAAAC5E/ZRRoHKCmdf4/s400/a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My calendar, today, now, reads like this. Today &amp;amp; tomorrow are now singular. It is a very memorable day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-1883582710688581348?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/1883582710688581348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=1883582710688581348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/1883582710688581348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/1883582710688581348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2010_05_01_archive.html#1883582710688581348' title='My Calendar'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S-cmr4h5eHI/AAAAAAAAC5E/ZRRoHKCmdf4/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-4982151452574286973</id><published>2010-05-08T22:08:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-11T14:24:41.134+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Act Fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S-YUSPbvElI/AAAAAAAAC4s/--dkScadHCo/s1600/85183844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469081101101109842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S-YUSPbvElI/AAAAAAAAC4s/--dkScadHCo/s400/85183844.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Case 1: Were you in a situation where the other person is talking things that you already know? YES. We all come across situations like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Case 2: What if that person starts talking something that is downright cliché for you? How would it be if she starts explaining a topic/idea that you have played, fiddled, toyed, exploded, distorted, bent and dissected..uff...since ages on your cognitive clock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Case 3: Even worse, imagine this: You know something deeply, which is result of your Metacognition, analysis, intuition, reflection, and learning. Say, it is internalized for quite some time. After few years/months, you help somebody understand such ideas or thoughts of yours. Time passes by...and one fine day, the same person, our dear "talker"/Alec Smart comes to you and starts flaunting the very idea/topic as if it is HER eureka or as if it was spark of his absolute reflection and as if it is NEW. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Case 4: Can you beat this: what if the same person repeats case 3 or case 2 or case 1 innumerable times to such an extent where those iterations convince her/him that what she/he is talking/discussing is indeed her intellectual property and it is NEW &amp;amp; it is not at all boring to you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Guys, I don’t know what you go through when you are subjected to such torture (philosophical, intellectual and emotional) and helpless moments but I experience irritation, frustration, unresponsiveness and state of eternal not-knowing what-to-do almost like social/conversational stalemate!! I totally understand all the possible reasons for dear Alec Smarts intellectual childhood, fudged-up innocence or handicapped socializing………..The point is what the fuck I should do to manage such situations and people? How should I respond, how should I react and what I should talk back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I have been tormented by countless episodes and now i have reached my threshold. Please donate a suggestion and save a poor and helpless soul out there. ACT FAST.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-4982151452574286973?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/4982151452574286973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=4982151452574286973&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/4982151452574286973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/4982151452574286973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2010_05_01_archive.html#4982151452574286973' title='Act Fast'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S-YUSPbvElI/AAAAAAAAC4s/--dkScadHCo/s72-c/85183844.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-6436404237677437053</id><published>2010-05-08T19:47:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-08T19:56:09.115+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Divine Proportion</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;At least most of us (Indians) are familiar with the truth that the &lt;strong&gt;Golden Ratio&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;Divine&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Proportion&lt;/strong&gt; was discovered/invented by Indian mathematicians. But my friends in this part of the world still believe that it was Leonardo of Pisa, fondly called as Fibonacci is the founder. I think I can safely assume that we all know how it is applied, confirmed and reinforced through almost all aspects of life and universe like physical proportions of our bodies, definition of beauty both in humans and nature, movements in stock market, harmony in arts and architecture, determination of ethics, and of course music and natural world. While hunting for the video that I had watched long back, which captured all this quintessence, I stumbled upon this one. Though I didn’t get the one which I was looking for, I am quite pleased with this (temporarily..). Enjoy the video and read through the link below it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="225" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=9953368&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=9953368&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etereaestudios.com/docs_html/nbyn_htm/about_index.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Theory Behind This Movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-6436404237677437053?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/6436404237677437053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=6436404237677437053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/6436404237677437053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/6436404237677437053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2010_05_01_archive.html#6436404237677437053' title='The Divine Proportion'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-676778969525761007</id><published>2010-05-07T19:12:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-08T19:47:31.493+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fafa Islands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Globe Trotters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Pacific Islands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Polynesian Islands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confluence 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leh Conflunece Festival'/><title type='text'>Where Should I Goeth?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;World is sprucing up again, as the best season of an year reckons all the travellers worldwide. So is my tiny mind pestered with this yearly question "Where should I go this season?". Exactly a year ago, I was in same grave situation (of course with my friends) unable to figure out from the choices that I had in mind. Sometimes history repeats itself and now I have same choices as last year jumping across my mind. I need your comments to reshuffle the list:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fafa Islands (Polynesian Islands): I'm sure Krismo, Pri and other friends un-fondly remember this place. Trip to Fafa faced such a vehement opposition as British faced from revolutionaries for unknown reasons. I was lip-stitched by their nonstop and emotional arguments. So Fafa is an entry in this year’s list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;South Pacific Islands: I'd do anything to go there this season. You'd notice a spark in your own eyes and in the eyes of those red-blood globe trotters describing what it was to become one with those still pristine and noble places. &lt;strong&gt;Have a glimpse&lt;/strong&gt; of these places in the spectacular videos below: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.megavideo.com/?v=2UPJRV28"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;South Pacific Islands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9sEZ-wdFegU&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;100% Pure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Confluence Festival: It’s been three years, they have made impressive exponential progress. I am all sport for this bunch of guys like us. Last year I was unable to make it. But this time, I cannot stop myself from indulging in this spirit-shaking creative festival at LEH, Ladakh. Ticket bookings are fast filling and its going be a wild blast for sure. So guys, this tops my list. All I need from friends is promote this event and also join me so that we can go and paint our memories with resplendent times. Here is the link: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://theconfluence.in/us/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Confluence Festival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now you know the competition for my destination. So what do you think..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-676778969525761007?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/676778969525761007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=676778969525761007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/676778969525761007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/676778969525761007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2010_05_01_archive.html#676778969525761007' title='Where Should I Goeth?'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-4891548447167430958</id><published>2010-05-07T18:56:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-07T19:11:41.450+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indian Food in Paris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St Michel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Citie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chateaux'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stay in Paris'/><title type='text'>Best Place to Stay in Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Imagine Paris and so many adjectives pop up in your mind. All of them are indeed true. I love Paris for a short stay but don’t want to live here. Anyways, purpose of this post is to give you some no-nonsense and useful information to make the most of your Paris trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I suggest you to stay either in La Citie or Chateaux area. La Citie is a river island in the middle of everything that is worth seeing and enjoying in Paris. And moreover it is high density shopping and eating area. But if you to poke other option, the best ones would be Chateaux which is on one side of the Island La Citie or St Michel area on the other side. La chateau is in fact epicenter of all major attractions that you'd want to explore, but on the mainland/proper Paris. You have plenty of choices to stay but as a thumb rule stay close by the river or near the metro station. In Chateaux area, never miss a chance to savour at Zimmermans (splurge) and it is sin if you don’t try roadside rum crepes or Salt and Cheese crepes. The one that pulls crowds and best is opposite Zimmerman at Chateaux metro circle. It costs around 3 Euros. Then hotels from every corner of the world (Tibetan, Peruvian, Mexican...every country), 10s of pizza shops, etc. are scattered all around till midnight (very unusual for European/French standards). If you are student, you better be in St Michel area that offers cheap hotels, restaurants, pubs, discos and shopping zones. Go there only if you are in groups. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are missing Indian food or to know how it is sold as “Indian”, go to Gare Du Nord (North Railway Station) which is 4 stops away from Chateaux metro. Once you are out of the Gare du Nord station, it’s hard to believe that you are NOT in India/Srilanka. I don’t want to write what you can: see, buy, fashion, culture etc which you'd get from any website. I believe that the location where you stay determines the length and breadth of your touring experiences for many reasons. Therefore this post. If you need any to-the-point practical info, do ask me in comments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: If your wife/girlfriend are shopping evils, please don’t go for a walk in the evenings in any of the areas I mentioned. She'd loot you for inescapable fashion and luxury temptations all over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-4891548447167430958?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/4891548447167430958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=4891548447167430958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/4891548447167430958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/4891548447167430958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2010_05_01_archive.html#4891548447167430958' title='Best Place to Stay in Paris'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-1123029189657891400</id><published>2010-04-23T01:05:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-23T01:33:01.387+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stellenbosch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Multi Stream Business Model'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costless Marketing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cape'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carbon Neutral Farming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sustainable Agriculture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Africa'/><title type='text'>Tales From the Southern Hemisphere</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S9CqMkx7VRI/AAAAAAAAC4c/1cuL4RwgJ8g/s1600/IMG_1570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463053481008649490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S9CqMkx7VRI/AAAAAAAAC4c/1cuL4RwgJ8g/s400/IMG_1570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was my first time that I crossed the equator and travelled to a country in South Hemisphere. Rich wildlife, stunning marine life, Zulu, slopes of wine yards, beautiful mountains, marvellous beaches, friendly people, soft sun, innocent n super cute villages, adventure sports of all kinds, black diamonds, shark diving, Springboks and cricket....this is my comprehensive and concise definition of South Africa. My base was University of Stellenbosch Business School, where we met management students from USB and EADA, Barcelona. I was besotted by a cocktail of delightful coincidences in the fun land. I don’t want to bore you with the fun side of what we did but want to share Country Due Diligence, first hand experiences and my perception of what RSA really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love exploring so does adventure with it. For now, I will start with Agriculture. One day, when we met this wine grower who is world number 3 for carbon neutral farming, we were spellbound by his business acumen, management skills and how he makes sustainability work for him. Please have a look at the videos we shot while he shared his wisdom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K_SbUaIgWUU"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Part 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q130I6-a2yI"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z5-Thd9EBfg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Part 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For more videos, please leave your mail id as a comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-1123029189657891400?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/1123029189657891400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=1123029189657891400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/1123029189657891400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/1123029189657891400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#1123029189657891400' title='Tales From the Southern Hemisphere'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S9CqMkx7VRI/AAAAAAAAC4c/1cuL4RwgJ8g/s72-c/IMG_1570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-718493804436079942</id><published>2010-04-22T23:10:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-23T00:32:35.472+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Volcano Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Volcanic Disruption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Conferencing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Financial Times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tandberg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cisco'/><title type='text'>Who Made Hay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S9CMdWCrWQI/AAAAAAAAC4E/jjoVk06klt4/s1600/Volcano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463020783761316098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S9CMdWCrWQI/AAAAAAAAC4E/jjoVk06klt4/s400/Volcano.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last week, when "Volcano " was all over the place here in Europe, everyone was discussing air bans, stalled travels, halted auto industry, disrupted tourism, suffering supply chain companies, etc but some of us "sunshine" minds (my friends and I) were discussing &lt;em&gt;how&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;who&lt;/em&gt; can make money out of this volcanic ash cloud effect?? We're really thinking of someone other than the obvious hay-makers like railways, media and telecommunications guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;...A few days later, i.e. yesterday, I read this volcanic-hot piece of news in &lt;strong&gt;FT&lt;/strong&gt; that read Cisco Systems completed its acquisition of Norwegian video conferencing company Tandberg!!!! Wow, what a sweet timing it is!&lt;br /&gt;If you look at the video-conferencing business curves for last 5 days, its historical high!! Extolling the contributions of internet and digitalization to gloabl sustainability and economics, Cisco's take-over feat also underpins a strong business lesson of choosing the right metal to strike and accelerating the process at the right time. Kudos to iron-strikers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Click on the link to see the spectacular side of the volcano: &lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2010/04/more_from_eyjafjallajokull.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;More From Eyjafjallajokull&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-718493804436079942?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/718493804436079942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=718493804436079942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/718493804436079942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/718493804436079942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#718493804436079942' title='Who Made Hay?'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S9CMdWCrWQI/AAAAAAAAC4E/jjoVk06klt4/s72-c/Volcano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-5647514360328777362</id><published>2010-04-19T21:44:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-19T22:05:28.421+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Ascent of Money</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In this post, I introduce Niall Ferguson, phenomenal History professor (Economic and political), prolific writer, brilliant film maker of his own books, and the nor-pareil commentator on contemporary economics, politics and world finance. His must-read books and hence must-see videos are "Empire: How Britain Made the Modern World", "War of the World" etc. But the one I want you to (mandatorily) watch is "The Ascent of Money". Below are the links:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;object height="275" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y3MHFe7PX2g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y3MHFe7PX2g&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="275"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y7N9JuZxQcY&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xg5Ct0ejdOY&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Part 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fYJ3RXJb_NQ&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Part 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VJPzbo8qkH4&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Part 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've been wanting to share these since 8 months but could not find free/pirated version . Today, at last, my intentions saw light. Hope you like the glint of lucre ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-5647514360328777362?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/5647514360328777362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=5647514360328777362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/5647514360328777362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/5647514360328777362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#5647514360328777362' title='The Ascent of Money'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-886096038040438320</id><published>2010-03-15T22:49:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-16T01:48:00.576+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Inverted Curves</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S55wf4T-1UI/AAAAAAAAC3E/AbpR9nS9K98/s1600-h/sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448916292159329602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S55wf4T-1UI/AAAAAAAAC3E/AbpR9nS9K98/s400/sun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, inverted sunset or set-sun!! Because I am learning a whole lot of fantastic things in Europe whose steep learning curves inverted my earlier understanding!!! Some of them are:&lt;br /&gt;1. Conflict is good for an organizations performance and innovation!!! Org's performance (y axis) and conflict (x-axis) follows an inverted U curve.&lt;br /&gt;2. Too much equity is as bad as too much debt. Cost of capital (y-axis) vs debt to equity ratio (x-axis) follows U curve. It is fascinating work to structure your company's capital to find that sweet optimal point on this curve&lt;br /&gt;3. Greenfield is same as our very old Blue Ocean&lt;br /&gt;4. We can exponentiate money with stocks, shares, options, derivatives, commodities and FX. But i always believed that risk and returns are linear but an efficient and well diversified portfolio returns (Y-axis) follows a slant or oblique U curve with respect to Beta (risk)!!! I love this tantalizing non-linear curve.  &lt;a href="http://www.fxcm.com/forex-software-download.jsp#"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Start FX trading here with 50,000$ for free!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5. Type1 and Type2 errors in managing innovations and companies ability to change is still unclear curve for me!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-886096038040438320?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/886096038040438320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=886096038040438320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/886096038040438320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/886096038040438320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#886096038040438320' title='Inverted Curves'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S55wf4T-1UI/AAAAAAAAC3E/AbpR9nS9K98/s72-c/sun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-8565727537166031898</id><published>2010-03-15T22:02:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-20T05:28:32.122+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Which is Correct?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S55kt44IZtI/AAAAAAAAC24/WG2ZS9Ulc-I/s1600-h/aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448903338689586898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S55kt44IZtI/AAAAAAAAC24/WG2ZS9Ulc-I/s400/aa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all want to achieve and accomplish a lot of things, we all want to explore life its widest and deepest possibilities and aspects. We continuously all aspire to outgrow our energies and horizons. We all want happiness, wealth, superior knowledge, power, recognition, self-actualization, peace of mind. We all want to touch our kith and kin's lives, we want to add energy to our immediate environments like our teams in offices, residential communities, clubs and societies and all that you are associated with and part of. We all want to help the unlucky people within our mite. We want to develop everything we are connected with actively and passively. We want to transform the businesses, economies and regions, we relentlessly keep feeding on implementable models flashing in our heads. We want to impact the society, planet and universe as much as we can. To actualize our burning ambitions, ideas, visions and wishes, we, diligently and passionately, keep enriching ourselves intellectually, physically, emotionally and spiritually. But how much can one accomplish in single life for &lt;strong&gt;Time&lt;/strong&gt; is limited? Can we go beyond measuring and comparing each other's accomplishments? How will you place accomplishment in one's life journey? These were some pertinent arguments in discussions with my dear friend Prasad back in engineering college days.&lt;br /&gt;Then my metacognition knocked the doors which had led to some scintillating conversation and insights. Since then, the most basic component of all this heavy discussion, i.e, &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;accomplishment  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in its mathematical clothing, how does it look like?? I am still wondering which form is correct&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A = (Hard work + B) + Luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A = (Hard work x B) + Luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*Hard work = Function of time driven by passion or ambition&lt;br /&gt;*B = Intelligence/Talent/Skill&lt;br /&gt;*Luck = It is dynamic value which keeps varying between person's given maximum and minimum levels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I request you to comment or share your thoughts to conclude which one is correct?? Please tell me your point of view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-8565727537166031898?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/8565727537166031898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=8565727537166031898&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/8565727537166031898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/8565727537166031898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#8565727537166031898' title='Which is Correct?'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S55kt44IZtI/AAAAAAAAC24/WG2ZS9Ulc-I/s72-c/aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-563264828902101810</id><published>2010-03-15T20:15:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-15T20:56:24.562+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Dot &amp; Delusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S55QxVJtEfI/AAAAAAAAC2k/eX6fY7kJRnE/s1600-h/earth-pale-blue-dot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448881407586537970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S55QxVJtEfI/AAAAAAAAC2k/eX6fY7kJRnE/s400/earth-pale-blue-dot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Contrast to my neighbouring paragraph "About me", which annoys most of them, this post is an humbling talk. It was a public lecture by Dr Carl Sagan at Univeristy of Cornell in 1994:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We succeeded in taking that picture, and, if you look at it, you see a dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever lived, lived out their lives. The aggregate of all our joys and sufferings, thousands of confident religions, ideologies and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilizations, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every hopeful child, every mother and father, every inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every superstar, every supreme leader, every saint and sinner in the history of our species, lived there on a mote of dust, suspended in a sunbeam.&lt;br /&gt;The earth is a very very small stage in a vast cosmic arena.Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that in glory and in triumph they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of the dot on scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner of the dot. How frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds and how intense their sense of ownership!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our posturings, our imagined self importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves. It is up to us. It's been said that astronomy is a humbling and a character building experience. To my mind, there is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly and compassionately with one another and to preserve and cherish that pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-563264828902101810?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/563264828902101810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=563264828902101810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/563264828902101810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/563264828902101810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#563264828902101810' title='A Dot &amp; Delusion'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S55QxVJtEfI/AAAAAAAAC2k/eX6fY7kJRnE/s72-c/earth-pale-blue-dot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-4410060653855452327</id><published>2010-03-15T19:05:00.016+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-16T01:31:24.157+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carbon Credits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ecological Footprint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sustainability'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perfumes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luxury Industry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sustainable Architecture'/><title type='text'>Shapes and Smells of Sustainability</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sustainability with all its systems thinking, entropy, Hubbert curves, ecological footprints, bloom energy and the phenomenal advancement in all types of alternative energy- farming, since 1990, have reached a third gear. Furthermore, constellation of international bodies with their subsidiaries and policies like carbon credits, emission taxes, sustainability compliances and the eventual whole new financial markets on green stocks, carbon stocks and other weather derivatives took the movement to much a serious level. Needless to say, internet, digitalization and smart technologies certainly have leap-frogged this imperative. Now, for good, it has become a meme and it is inherent in every contemporary culture and governance. But the sad news is inability to efficiently and effectively permeate this to every nook and corner of human activity before the planet’s web of life has reached threshold. While searching for old e-mails on this concern, i found two examples (relatively less popular), which i thought of sharing, not just for their importance but for their brilliance too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sustainable Architecture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Chuck Hoberman, marvellous architect, designer, and artist explains how he defies existing degrees of freedom, and how creatively he distorts conventional symmetries, patterns, relationships between structures and trajectories only to leap beyond smart tech for transformative construction. Each one of us wants to have a micro-environment or microcosm (home) that reflects and conforms one’s identity and -isms to have control in one’s hands against the macrocosm (world). So buildings keep coming up as long as man exists. So Chuck's ideas have lot to contribute to this ubiquitous necessity of man. It has a strong say on sustainability. &lt;a href="http://seedmagazine.com/designseries/chuck-hoberman.html"&gt;Click this for fantastic video.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sustainable Luxury (Perfumes) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;If you have strong inclination towards perfumes and fragrances, I can assume that you'd be very familiar with all those basic concepts like scent-layers, receptors and "shape" theory. But this guy, Luca Turin, has come up with "Frequency Theory" for how we sense smell. In simple words, contrary to "smell of a molecule is determined by its shape”, his theory tells that our sense of smell is determined by the frequency of a molecule. The strong underlying message is that we don’t have to exploit anymore for molecules (extracts of herbs, trees, flowers, animal glands, animal fats etc) that have exact shape. Instead, simply manufacture molecules (synthesize) that have same frequency as say Musk or Sandalwood. This invention smells beautiful, isn’t it? &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yzOcvINn8Iw&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=4EA263A78328AF61&amp;amp;playnext=1&amp;amp;playnext_from=PL&amp;amp;index=36"&gt;Here is the video&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/9060530571226029504-4410060653855452327?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/4410060653855452327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=4410060653855452327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/4410060653855452327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/4410060653855452327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#4410060653855452327' title='Shapes and Smells of Sustainability'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-2207391685968980076</id><published>2010-03-13T05:28:00.023+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-15T20:14:15.131+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mon Affaire Française</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S5rZkexGskI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/0BDZGYk2D_0/s1600-h/Paris+New+Year+2010+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447905920015577666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S5rZkexGskI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/0BDZGYk2D_0/s400/Paris+New+Year+2010+065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bon Jour, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After initial yielding to natural temptation to compare every new cultural encounter with my point of reference (India), and sift them into "same as" or "different" categories, I deliberately started to soak in French culture, openly and with twinkle in eyes. So in this post, from the land of "La" "le" and Rubayr (Robert) and Pierre (Peter)s, I sprinkle a few thoughts from my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;chapitre français de vie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in its untreated and unaltered form, sil vous plais:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Alphabets:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; First thing you come across in a strange place is strange sounds from these strange people!! After several attempts of convincing myself that these strange sounds from these smelly mouths, are not patients' noises but is Lingua Franca, that will be surrounding me as long as stay, I started learning &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;"la""les" and " ".&lt;/span&gt; Did you notice the third sound. Yes, French have lot of SILENT letters in their literature. I think, this was designed to fit their smell into sounds of language. I realized that French fashion has their origin in their designer alphabets with all those hair spikes, caps and double bindi "å" "Ã" "è" "é" "ê" "ë" "Ü". Touch of elegance to this beautiful alphabets comes from letter "R", which is pronounced as "rrrrhhhhhh". I wonder how these guys pronounce "re-recurring"!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Food:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It seems France is known for its irresistible gastronomy in the western world. I know a few aam janta back in India who flaunt the same, dumbly. Me being a reputed gourmet, don't want to comment on this for my refined tastes are limited to vegetable cells only. But how can any French palatal adventures end without encomium to CHEESE and WINE. French can survive eternally with wine and cheese alone, &amp;amp; blood banks here classify blood grop as Burgundy, Chateau, Provence, Bordeaux and Jura. Instead of positive and negative, it is red, white, rose, and sparkling!! I must confess French wines are godly. I tried most of the&lt;br /&gt;varieties and all of them are sublime. Unexpressed are those elegant sensations when these magical liquids travel from delighting your mouth all way through. Complemented by a cheese bits. From a long list of cheeses I relished, Chevre, Boursin, Roquefort and Comte come to mind as good ones. It would be unredeemable sin if you don't indulge in as many varieties of cheese and wines when your feet are on this land. You will love it. BTW, Baguette is like 2nd oxygen for French!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Girls:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I am spellbound, awestruck, charmed, beguiled, and still in unrecoverable disbelief &amp;amp; shock to see imaginations or "ideas of beauty perfection" walk by, sit with and talk to!!! Their high-fashion sense adds hypnotizing dazzle to their looks as cuts to diamond. Its no wonder why French men are so hopelessly romantic..But these "femme" are so "fatal" with their suffocating body smell that sitting with them for 10 seconds seems eternity, if they have forgotten to wear perfume. There was never a water-scarcity nor it will be in France!! Anyways when it comes to mindset, girls all across the world are same, but with different faces and diff curves. A typical French gal is a bit more complicated that world average:)) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Perfumes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Same as "First sentence" of girls!! Have your ever experienced nirvana through fragrance?? I did, &amp;amp; it can happen in a lift, by beach or in a city bus. Never in the last four years as serious fragrance connoisseur, I experienced ecstatic moments of synaesthesia. French govt must ban some of them, it is too much for humans. Did I ever say perfume is the thin line between man and God. And French are trying to erase that. What a way to divinity!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Evaluation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Vey strict evaluation in exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sense of Humour&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; hhhahahahhahah, Merci&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P.S: Watch this Frech &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rI9XhQ1IIWs&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Man&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yKMzboGUB6s&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Woman&lt;/a&gt; ad ;) too good &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-2207391685968980076?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/2207391685968980076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=2207391685968980076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/2207391685968980076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/2207391685968980076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#2207391685968980076' title='Mon Affaire Française'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S5rZkexGskI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/0BDZGYk2D_0/s72-c/Paris+New+Year+2010+065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-1496224728581805919</id><published>2010-03-07T08:59:00.016+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-07T18:35:38.934+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cultural Marketing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Semiotics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Branding Strategy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MBA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Umberto Eco'/><title type='text'>Lie-ability?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S5MgBzDU61I/AAAAAAAAC2M/Zhu_vAHOJVA/s1600-h/treachery_of_images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445731589677181778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S5MgBzDU61I/AAAAAAAAC2M/Zhu_vAHOJVA/s400/treachery_of_images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Man is the only animal that lies, isn’t it? But when I shared my thought to my best friend some two years back, he disagreed. (Yes, he could have had lied!!). He opined that animals also lie, for example, tigers/cheetahs get their food by lying (all those stalking, camouflage).That prodded me to learn truth about lies. As we all know every relationship, every concept, everything we know is an &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__0jb9LHfZ4k/R9Zvv2mcLUI/AAAAAAAAARU/erClfBqTkl4/s1600-h/Refresh+20th+Jan.070.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;onion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Hence I peeled this LIE &lt;a href="http://www.lopn.net/The_Onion.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;onion&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As per my understanding, lie is any form of communication that is used to deceive or make-believe something that is not. If I look at it from other point, a lie is communication of alternative reality, and an output of high creativity, of course with intent. So it can be said that lie-ability is directly proportional to one's creativity (evolution of brain!!) When the world runs on lies as much as it runs on belief, why is it there is an ethical treatment for lies? Every animal, aware of this creative instinct, exploits to the best of circumstances. Wo(man)kind with its funny brain has lied lies on the highest altar of economy . Brutal lies, shy lies, ok ok lies, fine lies, outright lies, innocuous lies, sweet lies, love-lies, planned lies, extempore lies and bait-lies, all these are gracefully sprinkled in our conversations, since our childhood. For a change, let’s talk about strategic lies..&lt;br /&gt;Last week, when we were learning &lt;strong&gt;Semiotics in Marketing Strategy&lt;/strong&gt;, all these frozen thought war refreshed. I recalled reading Umberto Eco's 4 years back, who is a great semiologist and phenomenal author. You can find about semiotics, what is its use and what is its history..bl bla. But let me tell you this semiotics enhances cultural marketing and helps in building iconic brands. Dealing with ethics and values, especially in the corporate realm, is dicey and tricky. But nagging thought is, as a global manager, how I should find that mirage-line between lie and creativity while treading cultural marketing. How should I propagate this uncertainty into coming generations of marketing strategies? How should one understand this in the context of artificial intelligence (AI)? How do we achieve creativity in AIs and will they be able to lie? In our new evolutionary status as homo-informavores on the planet where information arbitrage is almost nil for people's minds and hence culture is flooded with semiotic pollution, how should we, the managers must achieve highest level of relationship with all the stakeholders? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Life, culture or business is all about relationships and relationships is all about communications. Communication is all about meaning, intent, ideas and lies, carried out through signs, symbols, sounds etc. In this light, semiotics is one more to our multi-dimensional analysis of business’ and mankind’s sustainability. In the words of Umberto Eco "Semiotics is concerned with everything that can be taken as a sign. A sign is everything which can be taken as significantly substituting for something else. This something else does not necessarily have to exist or to actually be somewhere at the moment in which a sign stands in for it. Thus semiotics is in principle the discipline studying everything which can be used in order to lie&lt;em&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If something cannot be used to tell a lie, conversely it cannot be used to tell the truth&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;/em&gt;it cannot in fact be used 'to tell' at all" . So answer to my initial question is flippant, yes and no. Here are interesting links: &lt;a href="http://www.uvm.edu/~tstreete/semiotics_and_ads/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Semiotics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.chass.utoronto.ca/epc/srb/srb/pictures.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Critique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-1496224728581805919?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/1496224728581805919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=1496224728581805919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/1496224728581805919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/1496224728581805919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#1496224728581805919' title='Lie-ability?!'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S5MgBzDU61I/AAAAAAAAC2M/Zhu_vAHOJVA/s72-c/treachery_of_images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-3321540885213169639</id><published>2010-03-04T01:43:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-04T03:29:54.980+05:30</updated><title type='text'>SK Cycles Takes Over Ericsson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S47We8XoOnI/AAAAAAAAC2A/AJEIT9pPeYk/s1600-h/DSC01110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444524826627160690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S47We8XoOnI/AAAAAAAAC2A/AJEIT9pPeYk/s400/DSC01110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One fine day, not so long ago, in the year 2010, my &lt;em&gt;husaar&lt;/em&gt; friend Balli (means slender creeper), an MBA grad from one of the world's best schools had a D-day (to be read as Doink day) with Ericsson. On that not-so fine day, while doinkig with senior level manager of Ericsson, our Balli repartee-d as elegantly as business-meeting fart. Below are those lines:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Manager:&lt;/span&gt; I am impressed by your skills, experience and capabilities. (It was nice doinking..) But your score in Organizational Behaviour is less. Is it because of bad behavior??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Balli&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;em&gt;adjusting his waiter-tie aping James Bond&lt;/em&gt;): Look at my score in Ethics, its 90!! (dshum bullet)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SL:&lt;/span&gt; grinning (imagine most difficult smile)                                                       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P.S: I know it’s not a greaaat joke but the serious context tickled my funny bone that day. I felt happy..Keep shooting Balli..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-3321540885213169639?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/3321540885213169639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=3321540885213169639&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/3321540885213169639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/3321540885213169639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#3321540885213169639' title='SK Cycles Takes Over Ericsson'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S47We8XoOnI/AAAAAAAAC2A/AJEIT9pPeYk/s72-c/DSC01110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-7308062906975900173</id><published>2010-02-13T22:57:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-15T02:23:39.888+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S3bmRUVs45I/AAAAAAAAC1Q/Q1zFETVXCHQ/s1600-h/200458496-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437786785288348562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S3bmRUVs45I/AAAAAAAAC1Q/Q1zFETVXCHQ/s400/200458496-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes I wish all the dots are joined&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I forget &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt; so that I'm like the Mexican Pacific&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I can travel at the speed of thought&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I must solo-sail round the earth&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I'm on the top of Himalayas&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I was a stupid boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I snatch the driver's seat of universe and mankind&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I can erase the human poverty&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I destroy the defunct policymaking&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I can rebuild the world and redesign the orgs&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I have more energy and intelligence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I can sublimate my life into plasma&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I can stop the time, n sometimes, people&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I can dance my way through all the world forests&lt;br /&gt;Sometime I wish I can swim with dolphins&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I am flying my plane across all oceans&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I'm strong n sometimes, innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I'm free, light and flying&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I'm having moonlit dinner by the pristine oasis&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I'm playing with wild horses in those grasslands&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I'm with all my loved ones&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I'm running happily and peacefully on that heavenly beach&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I can love and be loved&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I'm married and am lost in her pleasant smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I was ignorant &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I wish that a few people were immortal&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I should wish and sometimes I don't wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone remembers, someone cares, and your name is whispered in someone's prayers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;P.S: My temporary immobility due to apline skiing gifts me this luxury to fly like French &lt;em&gt;papillion&lt;/em&gt; with wishful thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-7308062906975900173?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/7308062906975900173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=7308062906975900173&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/7308062906975900173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/7308062906975900173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2010_02_01_archive.html#7308062906975900173' title='Sometimes'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/S3bmRUVs45I/AAAAAAAAC1Q/Q1zFETVXCHQ/s72-c/200458496-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-6278035146140947567</id><published>2010-02-12T05:38:00.023+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-15T02:20:26.926+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Non Team teams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leader'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leaders of Mankind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John P Kotter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leadership'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knowledge Economy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fritjof Capra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manager'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leaderful Organizations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative Economy'/><title type='text'>Leadership: My Understanding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was deeply disturbed &amp;amp; irritated by this inundating &lt;em&gt;leadership&lt;/em&gt; flux in the form of books, seminars, trainings, programs, ubiquitous passé discussions. Traits, styles, charisma, visions, some fancy number of effective habits and what not are spewed out by all these studies, books and researches. In fact, I had interviewed some of the global managers (two from EU and one from India) on the very subject. But for an iota of implementable truth, it was again an exhibition of fancy management vocabulary, flattered colours of egos and Stone Age clichés. For me, any learning or information is transformed into active knowledge only when my mind believes, comprehends and deeply reflects on it. Only then I can extrapolate, experiment, implement and dissect in the context of my life. Only then I can say the knowledge is internalized. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Though I was liberally exposed to a lot of stuff about leadership...I was far from much-needed internalization. This cognitive tension kindled my quest for the MEANING. Below is an abstract of my internal dialogue after the relentless pusrsuit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let us understand the three universal traits of leaders precisely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;·Vision: So a leader is the one who holds a clear vision&lt;br /&gt;I am sure we might have heard it 1000s of times but what is it exactly?? Vision is NOT long-term planning and goals. It is a function of direction and positive change. It is about setting directions to create future realties that meet, if not betters, the needs, rights and emotions of the considered community. So a vision is a mental image of how that reality should be. Visions are complex, qualitative and intangible (whereas goals are quantitative and can be measured). This doesn’t mean that visions have to be brilliantly innovative, mystical or complicated. It could even be a simple idea.&lt;br /&gt;·Inspire People&lt;br /&gt;Visions are much more complex than concrete goals and so are communicating it. Hence the ability to inspire people by articulating a vision in such a way the concerned people understand and embrace it, is one of the universal qualities of a leader. It is usually achieved by creating an environment using communication, empathy and alignment (not organizing). As a result people are inspired and feel that their actions are so valuable and meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;·Risk Taking&lt;br /&gt;Leaders always facilitate the emergence of novelty (realizing vision), which is opposite to stability. There is high risk in realizing visions and the process preceding it involves uncertainty and hence strong resistance. People involved might doubt or lose momentum. Hence leaders build high levels of trust by their integrity; conscientiousness and constant communication (listen a lot).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Leader by definition “leads”. But what does she/he lead?? Is it people, process, organization?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Leader leads the CHANGE. In other words, he creates a system where people are empowered, process/strategies are designed and both are aligned so that CHANGE emerges out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Is it by choice, force, natural behaviour, call of a duty, or by situational thrust??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I realized through my quest that any of them is possible. May be that’s why the quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is it contextual?? A person is a leader specific to a context and not a leader once she is out of context??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Context could be time, era, place, culture, function or situation. So it was very difficult to come to some concrete conclusion. If you take a military context, people have to be under managed and over led. If you take a freedom fighter like Mahatma Gandhi, it was about creating a system where entire nation was involved in actualizing the vision: freedom. If you take Wangari Mathai, who planted millions of trees across Africa, it had nothing to do with her other contexts. In all these examples, people associated with the vision bestowed the respect on leaders. They were given that respect not after the realization of the vision but during the process. So Leadership is the respect EARNED due to the sum total of one’s character and its manifestation through the process. So leadership is a relationship. Sorry for high sounding examples such as Mahatma Gandhi and Wangari Mathai. Anybody anywhere can be a leader. It is just a role. Tribes in forests, farmers, managers in AI organizations, teachers, musicians, scientists, students, artists, workers, you and me..everybody can be a leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Is it an evolution?? Is it an emergent?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Both are true &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Is it related to effectiveness and power??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then we can call Osama bin laden as leader!! I believe that ethics distinguish a leader. Hence my concept of leadership is not morally neutral. But this makes the concept more complicated as ethics are subjective and contextual. So mankind’s peace, stakeholders betterment, sustainability should be ethical yardsticks in assessing any person’s leadership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;How is leadership, management and team works related?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In such context, I learnt recently that top management of most of the companies work as non teams. Leadership obviously makes sense to any organization when it is effective and sustainable. Hence leadership should engender wide distribution of power and potential throughout the organization. Management is all about solving problems and making decisions, to cheat the entropy of the organization in order to actualize immediate goals. So both leadership and management are complementary. Strong leadership and weak management is no better than strong management and weak leadership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;My Parting Shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Reading, discussions and arguments triggered a sense of urgency in my quest. As a result my reflections got deeper and a clear understanding dawned upon me, reinforcing some of my beliefs and distorting most of them. I understand now that “leader” or “leadership” is not something big, great or mystical. At the same time, it is not mundane and common. And it is not about power but influence. It is all about purpose, inclusion and direction towards positive change. I define that it is a relationship hence it has million styles, millions flavours and millions contexts. It can and cannot be continuum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TuuTlQ0FzEU"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Video&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-6278035146140947567?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/6278035146140947567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=6278035146140947567&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/6278035146140947567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/6278035146140947567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2010_02_01_archive.html#6278035146140947567' title='Leadership: My Understanding'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-6746756612782863772</id><published>2009-12-03T21:16:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-04T03:22:23.606+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I Quit Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/Sxgy25nOB2I/AAAAAAAACvo/bGuerTTcDHE/s1600-h/Peacock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411130871045293922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/Sxgy25nOB2I/AAAAAAAACvo/bGuerTTcDHE/s400/Peacock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I decided to put my blog on the death bed. Surely I haven’t done enough blogging or real quality sharing. From the core of my emotional furnaces (spanning jocund, dismal, and all feelings in between) to the prolific meadows of fecund ideas..Thoughts, insights, intuitions, reflections, novelties keep sprouting incessantly...but why and for what. It is impossible to write all that i want to write or rather I choose to write...Time, this medium and audience are constraints. Somewhere down the curve, i realized the vanity of the blog..Reflections tickle me ...there is none to share..Nor there is one to listen...&lt;br /&gt;In my place, I must talk about payout policies, financial models, counter-intuitive strategies, capital markets, management, cash flows, betas, cases, "ad-nauseam" innovation, and statistics pepertually...ohhhh my god...!!! I cannot leave the discussion for it’s the only point of contact with humanity...&lt;br /&gt;I dislike Orkut, Facebook or anything non-personal...for me they are just...! But i knew how to USE them. But now I see that I am almost close to addiction to these dirty digital indulgences.&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I started talking to my blog instead of soliloquy (bit exaggeration). I could reach a stage where I think everything in terms of blogification. “Should I write this, Can I write this?”. I hate classification, attachment or linearity. I don’t want be "-ified" or "-itioned" by anything. Some nasty smart-alecs may ask a tautological question here, but I don’t care to answer clichés. For me freedom is absolutely necessary. Given emotionally-hard conditions here, I'm susceptible to become habituated: losing freedom and eventually losing the knowledge that I lost my freedom.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do with this "Golbnu". I even wonder if there are any readers of Golbnu. More philosophically, what If i don’t write...nothing..Nothing will happen, nothing really matters...Moreover, whatever i wrote so far was not even one millionth of what i really think or want to say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-6746756612782863772?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/6746756612782863772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=6746756612782863772&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/6746756612782863772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/6746756612782863772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#6746756612782863772' title='I Quit Blogging'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/Sxgy25nOB2I/AAAAAAAACvo/bGuerTTcDHE/s72-c/Peacock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-4209856167851284227</id><published>2009-12-03T21:11:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-09T04:21:49.566+05:30</updated><title type='text'>What If I Forget My Life Till Yesterday??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What If I forget my life till yesterday?? Complete “Shift-Delete”. Some off shoot thoughts could be what if we had selective memory deletion option?? Imagine If I delete my past life, what would it bear on my parents, friends and so on..Moreover, our entire job market runs of experience..which is nothing but memory...Nobody really cares for originality or imagination. World runs on memory...if memory is deleted then world is gone..GENES are nature’s fundamental memory units; MEMES are societies’ cultural units...just imagine for a while if these two are deleted what would happen. And “creativity” in its exploitative definition is nothing but synthesis of many diverse ideas..nothing but information(memory)..So I think if creativity can be processed...then it can be even AUTOMATED. If you want to know how, contact me...I have a cogent and holistic argument to assert my thought. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Automated Creativity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is one of my business ideas. Are you ready to take on the world??&lt;br /&gt;If you delete someone’s memory, it means deleting her/his identity. It is almost fatal punishment. It is so scary to even imagine. What would happen to his/her world? What would happen to his family esp in a conditions like mine..I am continents away from home and I am deleted??Then...&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I deleted two people from my list permanently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-4209856167851284227?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/4209856167851284227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=4209856167851284227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/4209856167851284227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/4209856167851284227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#4209856167851284227' title='What If I Forget My Life Till Yesterday??'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-936306096620749464</id><published>2009-12-02T00:37:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-02T18:51:07.254+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Simple Tool Kit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SxV1d8-H1aI/AAAAAAAACvY/9EhJreBaMko/s1600/cycle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410359684798862754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SxV1d8-H1aI/AAAAAAAACvY/9EhJreBaMko/s400/cycle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think two aspects of communication "visual and acoustical" are so entwined that it is impossible to entangle them and tell "look this is visual!!". But grossly one can say that kinaesthetics, facial expressions, dressing, and the way content is designed to present..are visual dimensions. In this post I just want to touch upon this "semiotic" factor. It is about arresting the attention of audience through symbols, colours, readily-comprehensible patterns and visual creativity. I thought of sharing these sources, drawn from my old bag of accumulated-learning. The reason why I share is partly selfish: I don’t want to die a victim of fatal presentations!!! Moreover every Tom, Dick and our own Hari knows these..even then they don’t use. So I’m reminding... guys please spice-up your presentations using these tools to vent your creativity:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.presentationzen.com/"&gt;Presentation Zen&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gimp.org/"&gt;Image manipulation&lt;/a&gt; (Along with good old Photoshops to play with images)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.docs.google.com/"&gt;Google Docs&lt;/a&gt; (superb "Motion Charts" option popularized by &lt;a href="http://www.gapminder.org/"&gt;Hans Rosling &lt;/a&gt;in 2006)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wordle.net/"&gt;Play with words&lt;/a&gt; (can be used for T-shirts, flag-designs, totems too)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://manyeyes.alphaworks.ibm.com/manyeyes/"&gt;IBM's Gift&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jacksonpollock.org/"&gt;For some random deal with colours&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You can search for images at: &lt;a href="http://www.corbisimages.com/Default.aspx"&gt;Corbis&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://image-swirl.googlelabs.com/"&gt;Google-Swirl&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.gettyimages.com/"&gt;GettyImages&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All our movie/photo makers in our lappies..explore them.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Exploit these basic tools to integrate your creativity and your presentations!! "Looks" are like initial music before lyrics are heard. If you'd like to discuss, locate the surf-board "The Prashanth" on google wave..:)&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/9060530571226029504-936306096620749464?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/936306096620749464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=936306096620749464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/936306096620749464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/936306096620749464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#936306096620749464' title='Simple Tool Kit'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SxV1d8-H1aI/AAAAAAAACvY/9EhJreBaMko/s72-c/cycle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-6246411533418106696</id><published>2009-11-28T21:21:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-29T17:34:56.191+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Dear Soumya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SxFVH7ecKrI/AAAAAAAACus/Y9YJGrLEYr8/s1600/86282264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409198222161488562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SxFVH7ecKrI/AAAAAAAACus/Y9YJGrLEYr8/s400/86282264.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;I cannot stop imagining your tense face with electric-shocked hair lost in the pool of books and xerox papers all across...As I write this you would be in the middle of your MBA exams...worried, cursing the system and black-mailing God!! But this is what I want to tell you my sweetest sis...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HR Exam:&lt;/strong&gt; Whole world knows whom to look for if there is any event or party in world famous Bellary. I still wonder how can you manage all uncles, aunts, neighbours, maids, street vendors, relatives and of course poor friends. You really put HR practices to shame by your atmosphere-creating hocus pocus'. So write what you are doing everyday in your life..forget all those theories..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OB Exam:&lt;/strong&gt; Read the above one!! You are a good sis, better friend and best daughter. Coutesy: Your Behavior. How can people stop from admiring and learning your traits. Just share your gyaan on the paper imagining parents, friends and me in an office. Take it easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finance, Accounting and all other Numbers non-sense:&lt;/strong&gt; Should I really tell you what to do??!! Friend in need is a friend indeed!! Whole class is your best friends..so drop a hint that you need help to crunch those cruel numbers...I bet you will have hard time to single-out from 92 helpers during number-exam. Isn't MBA all about team work??So...wipe your sweat, sis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Economics and Strategy Exam:&lt;/strong&gt; 3/4 th of your management drama is dealt using your demeanour ammunition, i mean above 3 points.That means you have lot lot of time left to prepare for only these two papers. Soooo.. un-knot your brows and go to centre-of-world “Kachori Bandi” to breathe fresh (masala) air. Indulge in some dramatically hssshful gossips from your gang of fatally creative female-pirates of neighbourhood!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;After this much-needed, feel-good break, do learn-by-heart all the thoeries that have come up in last year’s papers to breakeven your tension and effort!! Then.......enjoy the tension...ahaahah. Hey Chinni (on a serious note with grim voice), don't worry much, prepare well and you know you can easily get the grade you want. Take a chill pill. You have been getting good score till now. Happy Exam-partying! Wish you all the best, do well:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;P.S: I spared you lot of time. I wrote short exam-wish for you in jiffy. I too am very busy. May the luck be with your effort:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-6246411533418106696?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/6246411533418106696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=6246411533418106696&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/6246411533418106696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/6246411533418106696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#6246411533418106696' title='My Dear Soumya'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SxFVH7ecKrI/AAAAAAAACus/Y9YJGrLEYr8/s72-c/86282264.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-891600501356593418</id><published>2009-11-18T04:18:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-26T21:10:50.665+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='irritation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random feelings'/><title type='text'>Deluge of Erotemes in Time-Famine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• I agree with a strong nod that exponential times have turned many of us into compulsive “informavores” and bonded slaves to herd digitalacy. But why do people fake intellectual orgasm in front of me when it is obviously just an "informational" masturbation…??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• How come your "mind" doesn't become cliche for you?? It does for me very often...thats why I incessantly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• Where is our MIND located???Can it continue to exist without its body??&lt;br /&gt;• The Prashant says "Reality (Life) runs at one second per second"..Is it fast or slow?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• I belive and know that we can end POVERTY ??? But the question is "when"??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• Why are we obsessed with &lt;strong&gt;anthro-morphic&lt;/strong&gt; projections about everything in the universe??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• Is language an instinct or invented symbolic system?? Will A.I ever ape Mentalese??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• Why is life a function of linear time and limited energy??? Whereas we are unlimited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• Will I see in my life the single equation assimilating all the 4 fundamental energies of the universe??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• Why is it when you are on the peak of the learning curve you must switch to a different curve...why market theories so standard when reality defies &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• Sometimes I don’t have control of what I visualize/dream. And most often my visualizations and dreams are often translated into reality?? Is it a boon or bane?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• When will we be able to capture and record our dreams, thoughts and cognitive sensations our mind conceives esp while sleeping?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• Is reality parallel or subjective interpretation of one objective or just one objective reality? Or no reality at all??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• When my friend Ricci n Krismo presented papers on Silicon Photonics and Nanotechnology in those days..I anticipated extension of Moore's limits...but having been a pragmatic idealist, I now have a revived question: &lt;em&gt;Is 5 nanometre gate in a transistor the end to Moore?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• Is life-death cycle of Hinduism true?? What is the origin point of Karma? Yes/No ..might solace heart-burnts...hoping for a chance next life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• When do people realize that systemic non-linear and holistic thinking is imperative...and shun linear logical and reductionist mindsets??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• Do hormones trigger sexual arousal or sexual arousal triggers hormones??? Let me include anger also. Where in these hormones are those feelings and emotions?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• Will ever people realize the value of realizing "Value"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• Will people stop irritating me by MANAGEMENTIFICATION of everything from sports, stories, philosophies, movies, relationships to farting??? Guys, mngmnt is just common sense served to you, with anecdotes sprinkled liberally to make it yummy!!!. Nothing more, nothing less. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• Will people realize that understanding, personal evolution, and social progression is the true religion; Love, peace and meaning being the prayers and rituals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• Why have we made relationships so trivial?? Why is answer a question?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• Why is it we always want to find pattern or make some sense out of everything and why is it we get lost into chaos even analysing the patterns of a simple event?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• I can see no information in acids of DNA but how come "last generations' memory" emerges by its own process?? Why nature wants to continue history??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• If creativity is not a process then why can't YOU tell me why galaxies are accelerating away from each other instead of slowing down after so many years of big-bang??And if creativity is a indeed a process, then how come it is still called creativity???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• Sciences, Management studies, Religions, Economics, Philosopies, Global dynamics, Arts, Deep reflection and my Grandma theory all have the same essence...then why are people blind to this core quintessence of divergent studies &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• Why is dearth of common sense so large? and we still call mankind as superior species..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• Awkwardly vulgar, “all froth no beer” arguments and discussions, intolerable and pre-historic times cliches and unmindful chatter boxes...Do they never question themselves how dumb they are...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• Why people's romantic ideas revolve around candle light dinner..how about candle light aromatic baths in cave-hotels? Imagine and actualize it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• Why cannot we think of stopping and asking "have I learnt anything new in last few months" or "Was I surprised by something new"? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• How come thinking, reflecting and loving...makes you learn without reading anything??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• Even in CREATIVE industries..people want logical answers, "Why do you want to work in advertising strategy???? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• We share a collective inability to accept people as they are and seek refuge of classifications...sun/moon signs; MBTIs, LSIs, Child, Adult, Parent types, skin colors, astrological signs. As an excuses for spending more time with people..I like these toys..nothing more..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;• Why it takes so much to give up all these at least for 10 minutes to enjoy the absolute freedom????&lt;br /&gt;Look at me, I have tied freedom to a condition!!!...it is no more the absolute then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P.S: I was irritated so I needed a vent...I penned some randoms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-891600501356593418?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/891600501356593418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=891600501356593418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/891600501356593418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/891600501356593418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#891600501356593418' title='Deluge of Erotemes in Time-Famine'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-2340270861762169981</id><published>2009-11-10T03:31:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-10T04:11:17.872+05:30</updated><title type='text'>So Much to Tell...So Less Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;10:30 pm. Spectacular hotel nested on the soft sands of the Atlantic Ocean. Luxurious suite with eclectic decoration. ..Cozy couches and pillows in pleasantly lit balcony. Night waves-smooched cool breeze...filling my senses with its mysterious smell...transporting me into some beautiful state...Here I am, with my lappy writing about my 2nd day of travel to third continent in last three months!!&lt;br /&gt;Am in rhapsody or in balcony??? Overlooking the marvellously charming city of Casablanca...I am blogging these feelings. Pot-pourri of cultures, history and ethnicity is oozing day and night from every corner of this lovely city in Kingdom of Morocco. I am liking this night mode of my Casablanca..with waves, old lighthouses, minars on one side and date trees, cutely lit roads on the other from my vintage point...&lt;br /&gt;I am Happy Happy..Iseriuously don’t know why?? It’s my 2nd demanding day in Morocco. I am ready to get bowled over by the wonders yet to discover in coming days...You must visit this place once...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-2340270861762169981?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/2340270861762169981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=2340270861762169981&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/2340270861762169981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/2340270861762169981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#2340270861762169981' title='So Much to Tell...So Less Time...'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-4959816815655459978</id><published>2009-11-07T21:37:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-07T21:49:10.793+05:30</updated><title type='text'>States and Matters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Matter can exist in four states but what about non-matters. Is non-matter an emergent out of matter or "matter" matters because of existence of "non-matter" in us. Gaseous state is nature's sense of humour but liquid and fire states are my favourites. But there are N numbers of states in our lives that we like..apart from very obvious ones like happiness, euphoria, wonder, satisfaction, limitless time to do whatever you want.....bla bla.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Have you ever felt that your are genuinely enjoying everything even small things like taking bath, acting in front of mirror, commuting, meeting people, talking, reading, working and playing...and yet you are detached. This not-attached but cool state is so beautiful isn't it?? I think our mind strips itself of many emotional and mental dependencies just for change, unconsciously. I too was in such a beautiful state for some 4-5 months in last two years. But most often its misunderstood for indifference or inattention or un-emotional state. In fact I was very much concerned about all those “Mattered “people more than they know, I was very passionate about my works and projects, I was in love with knowledge and learning..and I was beautifully emotional too...I don’t know what it is..but it is one of those states where you feel "Unlimited" "Free"..it is like the state when you look at your beloved’s face and cannot stop smiling for nothing, it is like profoundly peaceful state that dawns upon you when you are looking at sea and sand, from a high terrace..esp after the evening drizzle. It is like the feeling when you are "in the middle of" the most adventurous action...totally different. Do you know what it is called as????&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;And there is one more state which I recommend to you all. It is break-free state. Just switch off your cell phone and break free for a day or two from everybody especially your most intimate, close friends... If possible tell her/him the same thing. "No Prashanth..let’s not do it..No" was the reply..!!! I always feel that is very necessary for relationship, for problems, for energy, for everything. I don’t know any statistics to validate this..but I believe it. But sometimes you see angry faces next day when you meet, fuming “where the hell were you yesterday??? Whatever... you lesser mortals will realize one day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;P.S: BTW, How many states are there in India?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-4959816815655459978?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/4959816815655459978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=4959816815655459978&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/4959816815655459978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/4959816815655459978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#4959816815655459978' title='States and Matters'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-1242568791444586705</id><published>2009-10-27T19:20:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-27T20:15:20.446+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Know Thy Implicits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The way we experience reality through people depends (one of various factors) on our implicit attitudes and beliefs that we are either unwilling to accept or unaware of their existence. As a leader or as a manager, one has to KNOW one's implicits so that one can better/manage them. For we all are judgemental, biased and prejudiced to some extent. But where and to what extent is to be found out so that you can make better less biased decisions in personal relationships and in professional arena. So &lt;a href="https://implicit.harvard.edu./implicit/india/selectatest.jsp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;KNOW THYSELF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ! (click on KNOW THYSELF to take well researched test by Harvard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-1242568791444586705?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/1242568791444586705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=1242568791444586705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/1242568791444586705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/1242568791444586705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#1242568791444586705' title='Know Thy Implicits'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-8988516662202750096</id><published>2009-10-27T08:30:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-27T19:27:20.530+05:30</updated><title type='text'>First Phase of My Mission</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am in a place where I wake up late but greet seasons early than what I used to. I'm experiencing air, temperatures, time and people in a new way. I spend co-opeting 9-10 hours a day with 42 mortals from 21 countries on a land situated between lofty Alps and blue Mediterranean. In such a setup, one is unstoppably delighted by the joy of unique learning and by the complex sensation of very living..so I am.&lt;br /&gt;Discussions, debates, presentations..., which generate million lumens per milli joules, span across everything you can think of to run the world. It is a confluence of diverse minds communicating in variety of accents the same human language. Strategy, Change, Leadership, Future, People, Complexity, Counter-Intuition, Decision making, Markets, Paradigms, Global, Fun, Innovation, Crisis, Ethics, Creative-distortion, bla bla bla and one more bla..are the words of our vocabulary!!! In this process, out of 42 potential friends, a lucky few have become my acquaintance..(Over action ..isn’t it??). Minh, an alternative finance professional from Paris; Ismael, very successful yet down-2-earth rich farmer from Niger; Yannick, semiconductor business contractor from Antipolis; Liz Borredon, an old professor and also a corporate counselling and coaching expert from UK...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am learning and unlearning a lot. I feel like an astronaut experimenting with all that he has learnt ( learning), implemeting in outer space!! Sometimes I feel like a kid learning something for the first time. I can sense the new current of curiosity and wonder in me. One morning, i woke up with a fresh leash of realization where my inertia of taking-granted of many aspects of life was gone. I don’t know how long it lasts...but i wish it has a lasting effect. Sometimes, new knowledge and comprehension disturbs, if not distorts my equilibrium....painfully enabling me to reach a stable state at a higher plane...And sometimes, day demands more energy..All in all, I see I'm becoming more (complex, stable, able and strong). It’s also strange that I'm progressing towards the "Meaning" in this land of Materialism &amp;amp; Indulgence!!!?? At present, I am enjoying a break for 9 days....:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I cannot believe myself..I'm cooking my food, washing and ironing my clothes, cleaning my place, ..ohhhhh!!!!! I'm looking at each Euro....!!! Its so funny if I look back at the way I treated my Indian "Lakshmi"....ahahe:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-8988516662202750096?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/8988516662202750096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=8988516662202750096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/8988516662202750096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/8988516662202750096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#8988516662202750096' title='First Phase of My Mission'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-1959446294102141088</id><published>2009-10-10T04:58:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-10T14:43:33.600+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dream-Envied Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/Ss_jVBpNUjI/AAAAAAAACuA/QAHeLyZqm00/s1600-h/kite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390777229343806002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 346px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/Ss_jVBpNUjI/AAAAAAAACuA/QAHeLyZqm00/s400/kite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I realized to my dismay that its been a long long time I had a whole hearted and deep laugh. What’s the use of all these months I counted without loud and unstoppable laughter??...I didn’t want to write...but my digital pen tugs at me now and then.&lt;br /&gt;I realized that it was HAPPINESS that happened to me in August. It was such a lovely, sentimental and special time of my life. I loved all that partying, nonsense, walks to remember, songs, smell..everything..laughter.sits in moonlit ground, time spent with/given to me. (Apart from my family), I FELT others love for me, I realized that I am loved and cared too...whole heartedly. I realized that there are few people who missed me truly. When somebody loves truly and intensely, its hard to contain it. I just believe this. Even the most unemotional’s eyes are moistened and the treatment changes exclusive to you...&lt;br /&gt;I could see truth and genuinity in those tears and words.(Ignoring all those superficial and easy tears from girls), there were some real ones..I love you Soumya, Pri, Kavya, Suman, KrisMo, Raj, Ricci &amp;amp; Prasad. I miss my uncle too. No need to tell about my mom, nanna and avva. I am very very clear who loves me and for whom I must live for.. meaningfully...Because living for oneself and living for those who doesn’t even give a damn to your deep love and concern for them, is so useless and meaningless...You give but little when you give of your possessions or gifts. It is when you give of yourself that you truly give.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Life is moments of "real talks,true laughter, smiles, a walk, a learning, a helping hand, or music".....painted on the canvas of time with bestest loved ones... ”---The P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-1959446294102141088?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/1959446294102141088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=1959446294102141088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/1959446294102141088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/1959446294102141088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#1959446294102141088' title='Dream-Envied Reality'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/Ss_jVBpNUjI/AAAAAAAACuA/QAHeLyZqm00/s72-c/kite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-2263591103417701643</id><published>2009-10-09T21:56:00.018+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-10T14:51:47.512+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lets see how people create paradigms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tcktcktck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Copenhagen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cilmate Change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='350'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UNFCCC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IPCC'/><title type='text'>December 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;object id="cop15_countdown_mini" style="WIDTH: 435px; HEIGHT: 131px" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=" height="131" width="435" align="middle" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="11509"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="3466"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://unfccc.int/files/inc/graphics/application/x-shockwave-flash/cop15_countdown_mini.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://unfccc.int/files/inc/graphics/application/x-shockwave-flash/cop15_countdown_mini.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Window"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="ShowAll"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value="000000"&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;param name="Profile" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="ProfileAddress" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="ProfilePort" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowFullScreen" value="false"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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You can see how less time we have to take a collective decision. A decision that will impact entire mankind; a decision that will impact billions of unborn generations; a decision that decides the fate of zillion living systems on the planet...a decision which might save LIFE of the dying Earth...I feel it is the last opportunity (forg)iven to us by Mother Nature.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;December 7 2009 is the date when the largest human gathering takes place in Copenhagen to write the destiny. It presents the global community with a unique opportunity to take a giant step forward in addressing climate change urgently. UNFCCC (IPCC,COP21...) and all the 170 nation-members, international organizations, business leaders, social leaders, numerous NGOs, people movements, activists, planet saviours, multitude of students and professionals, press and media will join the penultimate session on Dec 7 in Copenhagen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why &amp;amp; What for??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;As we all know, the first commitment period of Kyoto Protocol, the only green aegis, expires on 2012 &amp;amp; it has not been so effective. Hence, it is mankind's last effort to frame a final and new climate change treaty and an agreed outcome that will come into implementation forcefully. Much needed paradigm shift in thinking and running the world! This time, if we don’t abide by the policies, 76% of mankind will be wiped out by 2060. The cost of our apathy and ignorance are:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Approximately 20-30% of plant and animal species are likely to be at increased risk of extinction by 2020&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Widespread melting of glaciers and snow cover will reduce melt water from major mountain ranges (e.g. Hindu Kush, Himalaya, Andes), where more than one billion people currently live;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;More than 20 million people were displaced by sudden climate-related disasters in 2008 alone. An estimated 200 million people could be displaced as a result of climate impacts by 2050.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Avg global life expectancy will reduce to 42.3 years!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The culmination of all the efforts done by mankind so far will be echoed in Copenhagen. December 7 is waiting to bring clarity, politically and socially on:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ambitious emission reduction targets for developed countries &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nationally appropriate mitigation actions of developing countries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Scaling up financial and technological support for both adaptation and mitigation &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;An effective institutional framework with governance structures that address the needs of developing countries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It is so strange that many of us are living as if nothing is happening. How ignorant, ruthless and unmindful hedonists are we??..... If a modicum of concern exists in you, please do whatever you can to protect the fabric of life on earth. Write, think, talk, do, lead &amp;amp; understand the hidden connection. We all are dots on the same WEB of life. You might want to click on:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tcktcktck.org/"&gt;Tcktcktck&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.350.org/"&gt;350&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://unfccc.int/2860.php"&gt;UN Framework on Climate Change&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ls3aA20ZC48&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ls3aA20ZC48&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us be the part of the movement toward sustainable energy, responsible business and a healthier planet, in our own way. I am going to add my voice and witness the genesis of change. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SEE YOU IN COPENHAGEN.&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/9060530571226029504-2263591103417701643?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/2263591103417701643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=2263591103417701643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/2263591103417701643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/2263591103417701643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#2263591103417701643' title='December 7'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-2913517838485682231</id><published>2009-10-09T05:03:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-09T15:13:08.764+05:30</updated><title type='text'>What was this??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It was late evening, might be 8 or 8:30. I was sitting with her, the most beautiful girl of the planet. I felt something strange, strongly. I just looked behind to find somebody. But i didn’t find any. Then I told her "let’s go". She got up with puzzled smile and came along. We crossed the road and started walking in the park crowded with huge trees. That day, that moment, i was supposed to be happy. She was very happy and all smiles...telling many things endlessly (had switched off her cell phone)....but I lacked conviction of any one specific feeling and was not listening like I do..I felt something strange. I felt somebody was chasing us. Feelings grew stronger. I held her hand so that she is secure..without revealing what was going on. I turned back...I saw something/somebody..it was too close than I thought. I whispered into her calmly to run as fast as possible with me and not to ask any questions..she was terribly scared..and in a moment all her panic melted into a calm face, fixed at me. We started running real fast to get away and that chaser was catching up too. I was dragging her as I ran but killing questions WHY AND WHO were dragging me. Chaser made obvious about snatching her. Chaser wanted to take her away.&lt;br /&gt;I changed directions, jumped across bushes, did everything, and ran to exhaustion. I was gasping, sweating and hating all that...and hid behind the nearby stone bench to mislead, as a last resort. Chaser too stopped at the same place...as if to hint something and make me feel painfully vulnerable.....I just felt helpless..I realized that the chaser always knew wherever I was. Tension, anger, frustration, anxiety, pain and helplessness forced to run for the last time. I..ran crazy, ran amok, just RAN LIKE HELL ESCAPING but in vain... I could not run anymore and my legs froze. We were there.. completely drenched in sweat and fear. I gave in, and turned around to see who it was...but the light from far off street lamps was dying there fighting the silent darkness. Standing behind me, she held my arms tightly as I limped few steps towards the silhouette. I went close enough to beat darkness and was shocked..... Chaser looked exactly like her, in fact chaser was "her", the same one whose was/is mine. Period&lt;br /&gt;I woke up from my sleep sweating...It was very awful dream. What it was. What it meant...why she was chasing herself. Why (one) she wanted to take herself (second) away from me?? Most importantly...for you, the intelligent reader, who was she?? It is very rare that I catch dreams and clothe them in words for public. If I have done it, it surely merits a post in the blog. But I guess life gives us some signs to understand n this fits into it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;P.S: It was the last dream I had before leaving India. And which I remember.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-2913517838485682231?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/2913517838485682231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=2913517838485682231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/2913517838485682231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/2913517838485682231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#2913517838485682231' title='What was this??'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-9064617080983901505</id><published>2009-09-20T20:11:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-20T20:57:38.437+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My First Performance Outside India!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Its strange feeling that inspite of many many pressures within I made it! Yes I know, this is self-flattery but I think I need it now to keep myself going. I had absolutely no clue of how it would turn out...There were two presentations, one a team-presentation within the walls where I had to speak for not more than 2 minutes. The other one was not related this group...and it was outside this org. I performed well that it created an IMPACT. And for the second, response was overwhelming and it threw me to higher energy levels and I rocked. I would like to thank Nitin Nohria and Amanda from Harvard BS and the XPLANE design lab for creating such a remarkable video on Leadership, which I used to begin my presentation 2. I thank bhaggu. Here is the link to the video that was my prologue: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                             &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TuuTlQ0FzEU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TuuTlQ0FzEU&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-9064617080983901505?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/9064617080983901505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=9064617080983901505&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/9064617080983901505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/9064617080983901505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#9064617080983901505' title='My First Performance Outside India!!!!'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-1138070862540831393</id><published>2009-09-16T23:13:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-17T00:25:42.665+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Captain Cook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382138632228132514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SrEykfndVqI/AAAAAAAACrg/pE7FiuQX2Ps/s400/Cooking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It is first time in my life I entered Kitchen as a cook. It is an humbling experience... What India could not do for me, France did it!!! Vola!! I looked at all the masalas, powders, et al (Kitchen's arsenal and ammunition) and realized how great those who invented/discovered each one of them are. I saluted all those innovators who risked tasting that particular leaf, or herb or vegetable and those who preserved, shared and passed down all findings to succeeding generations. For a while it looked like a museum of inventions. If we can arrange them in a particular sequence it looks more ordered than periodic table!!&lt;br /&gt;My first recipe is MTR's readymade Spinach Rice. It was easy. I cooked it so fast and perfectly. Officially this is my first cooked dish. Then next day it was Mint Rice...that too was easy, thanks MTR. Third day and there are no MTRs...I have to cook rice and don’t know how to:( I read the instruction manual of Panasonic rice cooker and followed it as SAP consultants follow USER Guides. I was thrilled by the spill over.. How sweet is the Smell of successful cooking of rice!!! The next day, it was to deal with eggs. I remembered what mom and Pri said about breaking them. I felt so strange at executing it. Fast but gentle hit exactly on egg's tummy area. I did it and couldn’t stop smiling at the sound it made while it burst. First omelette that too in Olive oil was excellent but the next two were ...black assed...so i had to throw them guessing their birthdays??!!!&lt;br /&gt;So Mr P, the cook, little frustrated, thought very incongruous for the scene, to raise his lowered spirits. Thought of all the possible romantic adventures he can (spelt as will be able to) have with his wife in future...in clouds "How romantic it would be to cook together!!!, how cute and lovely would be the surprise when the smell of her fav dish and cake wakes her up on her birthday...and how naughty it would be to romance in the kitchen fighting over the dish fun-teasing: u stupid, u didn’t cook it well..eat yourself...and two blas". Then P was charged, all inspired, tried preparing "Boiled Eggs". Cha-Bo always tells "..it is easier said than done...", so i tell it again for all those who are laughing at the difficulty of making "Boiled eggs". Here P goes: I put water and waited for some time, when it started boiling, thought of placing eggs in bowl but ended up dropping them and *phht* they cracked!!!! Aiyyyoooo OMG...shiv shiv (jeez equivalent)..sht...i immediately took them out and threw...then I carefully placed a new egg in a bowl...After 7 minutes..i took it out...n my joy knew no bounds for having boiled an egg successfully..I was as ecstatic as Archimedes in his Eureka Tub or Tom Hanks in the lonely island in Cast away when he makes fires......I felt like Nobel Laureate and conveyed thanks to my Kitchen, vessels and all those neighbours who are up there in hills. Now the egg-opening ceremony..I opened it...whao...yuck...it was still semi-solid..it is not boiled properly...Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!! I felt as if somebody telling me .."Don’t count your chickens before they are hatch"...But she was 1000s miles away....Anyways it has begun..and it shall continue and will get better.. For those Who has never done cooking: it is one of the most potential skills...it has lot of spin-offs...give it a try...assume yourself as a scientist or an astronaut...or u know..I have no choice but to think of Astronaut..because neither in my success nor in my failure with these experiments, I cannot contact my friends in India...for suggestions...Tricky Time Zone!!!&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I started realizing the importance of each and every ingredient and balancing them. I now know the impact analysis of each minute element. What a drop of oil does, how salt adds and how fire impacts..to the taste..? Our mothers are real alchemists...it’s all chemistry and art!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-1138070862540831393?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/1138070862540831393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=1138070862540831393&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/1138070862540831393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/1138070862540831393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#1138070862540831393' title='Captain Cook'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SrEykfndVqI/AAAAAAAACrg/pE7FiuQX2Ps/s72-c/Cooking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-6285723068352132352</id><published>2009-09-15T00:06:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-15T19:28:41.582+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Rhon de Chak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/Sq-dUGpuWTI/AAAAAAAACrY/s_3DlzOKisI/s1600-h/Desktop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381693048439593266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/Sq-dUGpuWTI/AAAAAAAACrY/s_3DlzOKisI/s400/Desktop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spoiled, saturated and sabotaged completely, I am, by the loud and endless parties. Frolic and fun-fuelled parties, friends, food, drinks, movies..rhhhhhhmmmmmm. Calendar shows 19 parties in last 28 days, each one out-stunning the other. It was an intoxicating JULY. It was all celebration and happening. An incorrigibly mischievous gang sparked off the July fun at the tranquil Angana. Cheerful conversations, hot delicious food, monsoon magic and funny games are part of the Memories that were made, winking at Time. Lo and behold, wedding news from Harish banged me squarely on my way back....result: There I was at a lavish Bachelor's party from otherwise miserly Nekkanti. Silly pranks and crazy jokes from old friends filled the place with loud laughter and its aftermath. I was banging my butt to the floor (rather chair). Thanks Daddy!!&lt;br /&gt;After few days, strange yet adventurous opportunities bashed my door. Among those 6 sweetest things, the most colourful feather in my cap is to be part of the powerful team determined to impact the planet's future and global economy in a revolutionary style. I will enjoy it for sure because that is highest adventure and responsibility!!! Thank you Krismo, Ricci, Prasad and Chari Boksi. And the day after, you could have met me in Hyderabad either at my maternal uncle place or at my best friends Raj and Ricci. Conversations with Ricci and Raj, Robin's wickedly-tasty omelettes and the arguments with elders made my sojourn really special. It was so nice to talk to them directly after long time (I dislike talking over phone). Back to garden city and I rocked at four luxurious parties. They filled my senses with laziness and unwanted indulgence. I met my old schoolies, college mates’ n Bellary people. Now hardly any party places are left unvisited in Bangalore. (Historic)Most memorable lunch happened the next day: Pri (my good friend, guardian angel) and I went for Chinese Fortune and had good time. A day after, King's birthday party was celebrated rather boringly. One really special thing about it was Krismo came all the way for B'day from Bellary. I will never forget it. Party from a friend who came from Canada followed by, and then some more, jammed all my evenings and nights. Gifts, shopping and gifts again..was loaded by them...so many gifts, flowers, smiles, travelling, meeting so many people, lunches with Pri n Chari Boksi....I never realized when Romantic July had made way to Royal August. If happiness had a name of a month, it would be July, or would it be August!?!&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I had written it long back may be 40 days back in super hurry, but now I realize it was one of the sweetest , free-est and most beautiful times of my life but write up is so bad. Sometimes, i feel bad for being younger.....why "age" is ingrained in people's minds :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-6285723068352132352?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/6285723068352132352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=6285723068352132352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/6285723068352132352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/6285723068352132352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#6285723068352132352' title='Rhon de Chak'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/Sq-dUGpuWTI/AAAAAAAACrY/s_3DlzOKisI/s72-c/Desktop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-3228436322458285602</id><published>2009-08-13T00:28:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-17T23:35:31.002+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vision'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evolution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emergence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future solutions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enterpreneurship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>Atlas Hugged</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SoMSxKr0nLI/AAAAAAAACoc/9jZQCPr78Lw/s1600-h/atlas_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369155816646810802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SoMSxKr0nLI/AAAAAAAACoc/9jZQCPr78Lw/s400/atlas_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Right from the time I believed evolution, I had this thought knocking my mind often "then..this stage or era is not the end of evolution, then..Man will evolutionize into something? World and Universe will keep evolutionizing ". But what’s next, how and in which way were quite intriguing stimuli to my mind. (plz clearly understand and distinguish emergence from evolution). I always felt the strong urge to quicken the mankind's and planet's evolution. I deeply wanted to steer the evolution into a different direction, a direction in which Emergences beget peace and are life-friendly.I have been striving hard to be a better ancestor or a better planet-eer by taking the responsibility of helping the Evolution. In order to do so, "now" is the best time and "this" is the best place. It is because, we have advanced tremendously in communication, technology and understanding. It is also because WE are all closely connected than ever before. Nothing is isolated in this world anymore, for example consider any crisis and you will understand how connected we are as a planet/mankind. The best part of this interconnectedness is that it gives me a scope to begin anywhere in anyway, as everything is incomprehensibly intertwined at a global plane. So i have decided to ignite the spark through Business. I chose "business system" because it perfectly aligns all my ideas, ambitions and pragmatism with this. Deep thought and serious analysis driven by my vision led to this flamboyant and most challenging purpose of my life: a globally integrated enterprise that creates solutions of all sorts to all domains. These incredibly innovative, unimaginably sophisticated and fiercely sustainable solutions (strategies/products) will generate employment, create wealth, affect economies, impact people and planet profoundly and will define the future in style. Incipiently, I have chosen a few sectors and two continents to launch my impetus. I see my path but I don’t know where it leads exactly. Not knowing where it goes means journey is going to be unlimited and adventurous. That is what inspires me. Don’t you think this is the real expression of an adventure of one's soul!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P.S:&lt;/span&gt; It is planet-hugging passion, isn't it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-3228436322458285602?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/3228436322458285602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=3228436322458285602&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/3228436322458285602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/3228436322458285602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#3228436322458285602' title='Atlas Hugged'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SoMSxKr0nLI/AAAAAAAACoc/9jZQCPr78Lw/s72-c/atlas_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-6800682790037863944</id><published>2009-07-24T16:44:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-24T16:58:09.445+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journalism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobilizing People through Ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BangOn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clear Purpose'/><title type='text'>Article in SAP-BangOn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SmmX1qvMaKI/AAAAAAAACn8/0n2CiaQ7wEU/s1600-h/BangOn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361983779622381730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 386px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SmmX1qvMaKI/AAAAAAAACn8/0n2CiaQ7wEU/s400/BangOn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Power of mobilizing people!!! Our effort towards bettering someone's life was documented by Me. Now it got selected and published in SAP's magazine "BangOn".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-6800682790037863944?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/6800682790037863944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=6800682790037863944&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/6800682790037863944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/6800682790037863944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#6800682790037863944' title='Article in SAP-BangOn'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SmmX1qvMaKI/AAAAAAAACn8/0n2CiaQ7wEU/s72-c/BangOn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-990907920374230970</id><published>2009-07-23T16:00:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-23T18:35:28.480+05:30</updated><title type='text'>DNA weds ELECTRON-1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/Smg-vZRrIxI/AAAAAAAACn0/cBAJjE2jmag/s1600-h/sample.BMP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361604340344365842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/Smg-vZRrIxI/AAAAAAAACn0/cBAJjE2jmag/s400/sample.BMP" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My adventures with ideas and learnings were really staggering this year (July08-09). I started learning Non-Linear Thinking, Complexity, Game Theory (Strategy), and Genetic Algorithms. Out of these, let me explain Genetic Algorithms(GA). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I presented my first business proposal in “Innovative Ideas” competition at my company recently. To convert my idea into innovation I had suggested the use of Genetic Programming (obviously based on GA). Since then my colleagues and friends are asking me to demystify it. So here it is in its simplest form:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;What is GA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Entire universe, Life on Earth in particular, is based on single idea of "optimization" or "entropy".To put in dumbly, all living organisms modify themselves in such a way that their survival chances are optimum in a given environment; energy usage for Survival is least. This process of evolution is largely due to activity of genes and environmental factors. So I can define Genetic Algorithms (GAs) as adaptive heuristic optimization/search algorithm premised on the evolutionary ideas of natural selection and genetics. The basic concept of GAs is designed to simulate processes in natural system necessary for evolution, specifically those that follow the principles of survival of the fittest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;What is GP?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;GP is a systematic, domain-independent method for getting computers to solve problems automatically starting from a high-level statement of what needs to be done. Using ideas from natural evolution, GP starts from an ooze of random computer programs, and progressively refines them through processes of mutation and sexual recombination, until solutions emerge. All this without the user having to know or specify the form or structure of solutions in advance. GP has generated a plethora of human-competitive results and applications, including novel scientific discoveries and patentable inventions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Why should I use GP? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You can use in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Areas where u simply have no idea how 2 program a solution, but where u know what u want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Problem areas involving many variables that are interrelated in highly non-linear ways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Inter-relationship of variables is not well understood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dicovery of the size and shape of the solution is a major part of the problem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Continued in the post below...&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/9060530571226029504-990907920374230970?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/990907920374230970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=990907920374230970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/990907920374230970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/990907920374230970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#990907920374230970' title='DNA weds ELECTRON-1'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/Smg-vZRrIxI/AAAAAAAACn0/cBAJjE2jmag/s72-c/sample.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-4013013911740662987</id><published>2009-07-23T15:36:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-23T18:44:19.996+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Future Ventures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genetic Programming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genetic Algorithms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Energy Market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smart Grid'/><title type='text'>DNA Weds Electron..Cont</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;What was my idea??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Points one and two in the advantages are the engines for my idea. I visualized a product, which enables us to optimize power consumption. I wanted to use software technology to regulate the power network system. It ought to be very intelligent and should keep evolutionizing on its own!! Such a grid can only be realized by advanced networking technology run by a sophisticated software. So it somehow struck me, how stunning it would be if we combine GP with power networks!! Thats the iDEA:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://docs.google.com/present/view?hl=en&amp;amp;id=0AY9sjLnpaMQxZGRidHJjdGNfMTBna3h3N21obg"&gt;Draft Presentation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some sources where you can explore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gp-field-guide.org.uk/"&gt;http://www.gp-field-guide.org.uk/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fog.neopages.org/helloworldgeneticalgorithms.php"&gt;http://fog.neopages.org/helloworldgeneticalgorithms.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Genetic_programming"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Genetic_programming&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Genetic_algorithm"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Genetic_algorithm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Smart Grid:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.supersmartgrid.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/battaglini-lilliestam-2008-supersmart-grid-tallberg1.pdf"&gt;http://www.supersmartgrid.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/battaglini-lilliestam-2008-supersmart-grid-tallberg1.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deloitte.co.uk/TMTPredictions/technology/SmartGrid-electricity-grid-efficiency.cfm"&gt;Making Every Electron Count&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Hands on Experience&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://math.hws.edu/xJava/GA/" target="_parent"&gt;http://math.hws.edu/xJava/GA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sites.google.com/a/ciselab.org/jenes/"&gt;http://sites.google.com/a/ciselab.org/jenes/&lt;/a&gt;  (Java)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-4013013911740662987?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/4013013911740662987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=4013013911740662987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/4013013911740662987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/4013013911740662987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#4013013911740662987' title='DNA Weds Electron..Cont'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-5441668679321224372</id><published>2009-07-22T16:03:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-23T18:46:53.504+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carbon Credits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sustainability'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SAP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artificial Photosynthesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='global crisis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Innovations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Future Economy'/><title type='text'>IPOs: Man-Nature Partnership (Un)Limited</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/Smb2oJ_AapI/AAAAAAAACns/wEeZTHdvsSI/s1600-h/Photosynthesis+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361243576166541970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 62px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/Smb2oJ_AapI/AAAAAAAACns/wEeZTHdvsSI/s400/Photosynthesis+copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Best ideas are patented by nature!! So why cannot we reap the man-nature partnership to redress the planet’s sustainability issues. Four years back, my serious thought and deep passion for Earth’s future had led me to the root cause of all these global crises, the “Big-Bang”moment of rampant global woes: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Photosynthesis"&gt;PHOTOSYNTHESIS.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the activities are derivatives of subsets of process that are directly/indirectly dependent on photosynthetic activity. You may ask me “so what’s big deal? Isn’t for this that we say plant more trees? Yes that true,”But tell me how many of us are actually protecting trees let alone growing them. Tell me how many of us are imbibing green practices as part of our lifestyle; let alone Creating and spreading awareness? The question is not how much we have done but how much more to do and go. More over whatever we have done is not even dx (delta x). This is not to discard efforts of us who are actively doing something about it but to integrate our active awareness with a definite and lucrative model that adds to existing collective sustainability consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;My answer is why stop there and why not question the answers and think bit further. My answer is, as Man always done, is to invent “that” or integrate technology with nature. Yes, solution is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;ARTIFICIAL PHOTOSYNTHESIS&lt;/span&gt;. Just imagine if we can achieve this artificial photosynthesis, we can solve 90% of the world’s problems. Imagine the future where we have photo-synthetic machines or systems or gadgets, which we can switch on at our will. That would be a terrific of inventions, isn’t it??!! So, how to do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Use genetics, molecular biology, nanotechnology, memetics and non-linear thinking:Corporations like IBM, GE, SAP, Microsoft, and Shell (ilk) should invest in this research. It not only boosts demand of sciences, technology, and college business but also gives returns million fold if invented. No need to tell the magnanimity of social responsibility you would have imparted. Creating employment, wealth and bettering society can never happen in a better time than this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Design or invent an artificial p-syn in labs and in parallel, increase plants photosynthesis efficiency at least to 12% (that is doubling the existing maximum efficiency): Improve the structure of leaves, design of chlorophyll and make the process carbon-intensive and oxygen spewing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After we invent functional artificial p-syn system and have evolutionized plants and algae as planned, imagine the emergence of markets for such products. Imagine the regulations and polices around it. Visualize a place in new version &lt;a href="http://ia.rediff.com/www/money/2008/feb/05inter1.htm"&gt;CARBON MARKETS &lt;/a&gt;(if it happens after 2012), it is equivalent of money-minter. How about selling such products to governments? Nations might trade OXYGEN where in we may be barons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I believe, only if an idea or an activity has real monetary benefits, people (who are powerful and unlike) will take it seriously. All we have to do is sensationalize the sustainability and make it sexy b(u)y educating the people about its commercial proposition!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Reason for writing this: I presented this idea, from my past, to participate in my company’s Genius: Innovative Idea Competition was chosen as the penultimate entry, i.e. top 1 innovation idea, followed by my other idea for 2nd place. Unfortunately, for the lack of functional model, my entries were removed two days before the event, who cares. Ideas rule the world and entrepreneurs integrate people, resources, technology, market and imaginations. I don’t have to be scientist, but I have vision and purpose. I am happy happy.&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/9060530571226029504-5441668679321224372?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/5441668679321224372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=5441668679321224372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/5441668679321224372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/5441668679321224372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#5441668679321224372' title='IPOs: Man-Nature Partnership (Un)Limited'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/Smb2oJ_AapI/AAAAAAAACns/wEeZTHdvsSI/s72-c/Photosynthesis+copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-7730736630361693685</id><published>2009-07-18T23:26:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-27T07:47:37.755+05:30</updated><title type='text'>i Know i Am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My first entrepreneurial spirit was manifested when I ran a fun-fair on my terrace during summer holidays of class 6. I honestly dint know why I had done it. I started modern versions of event management for children-days at school where I led the event!! I was the one who inspired my classmates of class 4 to go for a picnic on our own.It is equally surprising why I had ventured into sensationalizing quiz and debate culture during my school days on my own. I &amp;amp; Quiz had reached zenith and I left my school undefeated. I started cricket tournaments in a school, which never encouraged such things.I still remember the day when we played three matches with our school PT sirs as spectators!!! That was my impact. iDid:) There are countless episodes that unleashed my wild spirits throughout my life. But I would like to remember those that were too risky, quite challenging and damn creative if not exactly innovative. I really take pride to emphasize that all of them were 100% mine (it does not mean that they didn't exist on Earth but I was unaware of their existence). One of my favorite projects was Unconventional Cell Phone Charger. Unplanned-ly it was related to energy, which is one of my favorite spaces since 14 years. I came up with an idea of integrating wind, sun and sound energy to power a cell phone battery. But eventually we had to put down our ideas on SOUND department and ended up fabricating a 3inch cube model. We promoted it in national and state level technical projects symposia. We made it popular and became popular in turn. Defining moment of this entrepreneurship was when we realized that we have set the trend in our college to spot opportunities and inject dreams in those. Greatest but profound risk that dealt with people's lives was taken last year. People opposed, shouted and criticized me for what I was undertaking. They are still many who think I am useless and idealist. But thanks to God, my strong sense of self belief, inner energy, my true friends and fellow adventurers, who made it happen. It is really fun to do that what the majority and  the so called "practical" say "Impractical and Impossible".&lt;br /&gt;Reason why I remembered all this today is I saw that CEO of GE on TV, who had remarked that he would commercialize my product if I come up with a compact version at the same price, 6 and half years back:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-7730736630361693685?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/7730736630361693685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=7730736630361693685&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/7730736630361693685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/7730736630361693685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#7730736630361693685' title='i Know i Am'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-5383554176277519373</id><published>2009-07-16T19:41:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-16T20:57:20.010+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='congestion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cost-cutting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tata Nano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shuttle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Infant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office transport'/><title type='text'>INFANT's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/Sl9Cv1_qzvI/AAAAAAAACnk/7jdCsB0yU_M/s1600-h/shut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359075471309590258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/Sl9Cv1_qzvI/AAAAAAAACnk/7jdCsB0yU_M/s400/shut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Corporate Story&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Infant's, my office shuttle, is the auto-engineering’s marvel. It is only vehicle on the face of the earth that beats Tata’s Nano hands down, both in cost and compactness. Though slightly bigger than Nano, it seats 30 people...exclusive of driver, aila!! When you board, its for sure that you wonder whether it was intended for normal humans. Because leg room between seats proves that it was originally designed for the people without legs. So, people with legs like me, who travel regularly, will surely lose their legs sooner or later in accordance to theories of Darwin and Lamarck. And width, OMG, fuses the butts of people sitting side by side; I bet you cannot make out where your butt ends and the next butt begins. The real magic begins when this four-wheeled hell is crowded by 29 sweating and stinking girls at 5 in the evening and I am subjected to maddening decibels of Kannada cacophony (courtesy: our driver has a loud ear for music) amidst them.... Effluvium from 8 hrs sweat-drenched and proudly stinking girls (29 of them) when blended with musical terrorism in an all-windows-closed, snail paced, built to paralyze, four wheeled wonder, INFANT---- makes my journey deadliest, if not delirious. But last week, when summer sun added its thermal charm to this nightmarish setup, my ply home was suicidal!!!That was the bloggable eve-nt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P.S: Encore Post-Reason behind this post is to market "Infant's". This is a brain-child of cost cutting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-5383554176277519373?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/5383554176277519373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=5383554176277519373&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/5383554176277519373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/5383554176277519373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#5383554176277519373' title='INFANT&apos;s'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/Sl9Cv1_qzvI/AAAAAAAACnk/7jdCsB0yU_M/s72-c/shut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-6832505511371490444</id><published>2009-07-08T10:59:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-08T11:31:25.996+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thank You So Much</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SlQ0Ah-T3JI/AAAAAAAACmo/JyX2I-qnJAw/s1600-h/thankyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355963040574725266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SlQ0Ah-T3JI/AAAAAAAACmo/JyX2I-qnJAw/s400/thankyou.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Malati Shah had been suffering from acute Ankylosing Spondylitis since 6 years without any treatment for the want of money and care. Her old and indigent parents helplessly witnessed her worsening condition. Disease had calcified her knees, fused her hip joints and spine, and made her immovable, like a rigid bamboo. If it was left untreated, she would die of ribs calcification sooner or later!!!&lt;br /&gt;When I first learnt about her plight, I went numb. I felt strongly to do something about it. I decided to do my mite to better her life. I consulted doctors and inquired about treatments, hospitals and expenses. Dr C B Prabhu, an eminent orthopaedic surgeon, had agreed to treat her by performing Total Hip Replacement surgeries followed by aggressive physiotherapy sessions. It required approx. 6 lakhs INR!!!I haven’t had so much money. Then I approached my friends, cousins, acquaintance, my company CSR team SAPPORT to allow me to raise funds within office. I contacted some NGOs and also asked my friends working elsewhere to drive the fund raising initiative in their respective offices. I explained the gravity of situation and discussed the urgent need to raise funds from almost everyone know to me or known to my KNOWNS. I have reached out to as many people as possible requesting them to spread a word for immediate help. Everyone drove the cause strongly by taking the commendable lead. My office responded strongly. Donations, prayers and wishes started coming in from every corner. I kept getting cheques and letter from diverse places and from people across the world. I was overwhelmed by people’s timely concern, thoughtfulness, love in action and their belief in me.She underwent two major operations over a period of 6 days. Doctors were elated at her body’s response to the treatment and told that her recovery was remarkable. A week after surgery, Malati stood for the first time without anybody’s support after six years. She was all smiles and tears and was lost for words. While thank you word was more often in her speech, it was not less than a movie scene to see someone stepping down after 6 years. It was truly a fulfilling moment for all our collective effort.After 27 days of transformation in hospital, she walked her way back into life breaking the excruciating spell of diseased fate. She was discharged with elbow crutches. She must come for check up every two months for one year and further on twice a year for 2 years. Whatever money we are left with after paying all the expenses for surgery, hospitalization, medicines, transportation, communication, consulting, ongoing physiotherapy sessions, care-taker charges and miscellaneous, we have decided to give it to her for further requirements.&lt;br /&gt;At present she is at her home in Calcutta. Doctors from there are guided by Dr Prabhu about the medications and daily physiotherapy sessions. She is able to sit, climb up and down the stairs without anybody’s support!! She can walk with the help of a tripod stick. Doctor tells that gradually, in another 30 days, she will become normal and will walk without any support.&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful to each and everyone for their timely help and amazing support! I really cannot thank enough. It was an incredible concerted effort in my life. It was indeed great to have discovered so many friends in the process. First of all, I am especially grateful to Krishna Mohan and Suman, who did more than one can expect and believe and stood by me. I also would like to convey my heartfelt thanks Rajendranath Avvari (CA), Richard Franklin (Infosys), Gautam Chakravarthy (AOL), Harish Nekkanti (TCS), (SAP):Rathish Balakrishnan, Archana Sahay, Haresh Patel, Potluri Ramakrishna, Deepika Bhagath, Kripa Rangachari; (US):Vineel, Suma Lakshmi, Uday (HP), Karthik Naidu(NICE). And my special thanks to Mr &amp;amp; Ms MI Murgodi from Vasco da Gama, Goa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-6832505511371490444?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/6832505511371490444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=6832505511371490444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/6832505511371490444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/6832505511371490444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#6832505511371490444' title='Thank You So Much'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SlQ0Ah-T3JI/AAAAAAAACmo/JyX2I-qnJAw/s72-c/thankyou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-8894214605888361524</id><published>2009-07-08T08:57:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-08T10:58:26.007+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Digital Copies of Major Expenses: This is how we spent the raised fund</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SlQtFtvo3ZI/AAAAAAAACmQ/Yqc7ut4tsXs/s1600-h/medicalbill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355955433052364178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SlQtFtvo3ZI/AAAAAAAACmQ/Yqc7ut4tsXs/s400/medicalbill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SlQs7tyxAKI/AAAAAAAACmI/swsYCV-bhzE/s1600-h/flight1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355955261266788514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SlQs7tyxAKI/AAAAAAAACmI/swsYCV-bhzE/s400/flight1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Surgery costs+Flight Tickets (twice the same price as in scanned copy)+Transportation+Caretaking services+ Food and Medicine+Miscellaneous= 5.97 lakhs. The remaining amount is given to patient for her futher treatement and expenses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-8894214605888361524?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/8894214605888361524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=8894214605888361524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/8894214605888361524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/8894214605888361524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#8894214605888361524' title='Digital Copies of Major Expenses: This is how we spent the raised fund'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SlQtFtvo3ZI/AAAAAAAACmQ/Yqc7ut4tsXs/s72-c/medicalbill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-4083321878461325980</id><published>2009-05-01T13:46:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-04T11:05:04.679+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='donate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ankylosing Spondylitis'/><title type='text'>Please SAVE LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/Sfq3SYun4gI/AAAAAAAACAs/9TNWkIMaBIk/s1600-h/Pray2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330774635449934338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/Sfq3SYun4gI/AAAAAAAACAs/9TNWkIMaBIk/s400/Pray2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/Sfq2ukaY0lI/AAAAAAAACAk/PsbxAVDuYqs/s1600-h/Pray2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reunions and informal alumni meets can sometimes really change lives. With contacts chain reaction, we surprised many seniors on phone and talked about their lives. Through some conversations I learnt about poignant agony of Malati Shah, 4 years senior to me. It took me some time to digest that. Several months of networking helped us to get her contact……..&lt;br /&gt;Here is the heart-wrenching story of Malati Shah:&lt;br /&gt;Malti Shah, very normal and healthy lady, was working as teacher in Calcutta to support her poor family. One morning in 2003, after three months of marriage, she found her body locked. She couldn’t get up from the bed, she even couldn’t turn sideways and she could not raise herself up. She started screaming in pain, she could not comprehend it. With tears and unbearable pain, she kept on trying to get up but in vain. Her husband and father-in-law tried their best to calm her down and make her sit but failed. She recalls that it was the most horrific event in her life; her legs, spine and hips were immovable the moment she woke up and she is completely helpless about her own body. Then she was taken to a local hospital and was diagnosed with Acute Ankylosing Spondylitis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I guess, she might have ignored several indications or symptoms for quite some time before it stiffened her entire spine and lower body and got so painfully acute!! This was followed by disastrous blow. None other than her apathetic husband intensified her helplessness: that idiot (in-laws decision) just left her and called off the marriage because of her condition. Her parents, indigent and old, were shocked by the unacceptable episode and sank in despair. Her brothers reacted in a coldly strange way, warning her parents not to allow her home.&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine the plight of a person buffeted so eerily from the very dear ones when she was all a stiffened body dejected by husband and life. She has been battling against worsening Ankylosing Spondylitis without any treatment for she is so poor that she has to choose between medicine and everyday living. She has no choice but to forget about treatment. It made her almost bed-ridden. It has made her TOTALLY dependable on old mom and older father, surviving through abject poverty.&lt;br /&gt;Six years of excruciating life, still does not know whether there is an end to this dark tunnel. She still does not know when her illiterate and ignorant brothers would talk to her.. … Her body is slowly reaching a final rigid state i.e. when her ribs are calcified and they stop expansion and contraction, choking her to slow death. She cannot bear any more…! Even if it is delayed, her future will be dangerously dark if she loses her parents, as they are too old. She would be left with no one to look after her.&lt;br /&gt;When I herad this, I was numb for a day!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I decided to help her to better life and make her independent. I talked about my plans with my friends. I consulted doctors and inquired about treatments, hospitals and expenses. After lot of analysis, discussions and consultations, we have decided to get her from Calcutta to Bangalore. Dr C B Prabhu, an eminent orthopaedic surgeon, has agreed to treat her. On 5th of May, that is tomorrow, he and his team perform surgery (Total Hip Replacement) in HOSMAT. It requires approx. 6.1 lakhs INR as of now!!&lt;br /&gt;My biggest concern is money. I do not have so much money and I cannot help her with the entire amount on my own. I have started contacting my friends, acquaintances and colleagues. And have also asked them to spread the word for help. My office also promised me to help to great extent. I thought to collect it from anyone who wishes to help her and save her life. I want to pool in as much money as possible for suffering Malati.&lt;br /&gt;I request you, dear reader, to donate money to save her life. Please do help me. And do spread this news among your friends. To donate money, please contact me either on +91 9916103250 or zevinster@gmail.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-4083321878461325980?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/4083321878461325980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=4083321878461325980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/4083321878461325980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/4083321878461325980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#4083321878461325980' title='Please SAVE LIFE'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/Sfq3SYun4gI/AAAAAAAACAs/9TNWkIMaBIk/s72-c/Pray2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-3957005472823807109</id><published>2009-04-30T11:57:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-01T14:12:45.448+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dry/sarcastic homour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non-serious writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perfume woman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Mid-Summer Mango Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SflP5KCA1RI/AAAAAAAACAc/ya7jMhXQtsw/s1600-h/mango+black.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330379477333628178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SflP5KCA1RI/AAAAAAAACAc/ya7jMhXQtsw/s320/mango+black.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Whao!! What an eventful month it was!! Days were long and nights short-less. Month witnessed hard-hitting hailstorms, road ruining downpours (we fondly call them MANGO showers), unkind sun and eves with tantalzing summer wear, but never a sunny day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planet’s largest carnival, Indian General Elections, inundated my eyes with Flower, Hand, Elephant, Sickle and other crazy symbols; But Power cuts, job cuts, salary cuts, and road cuts ensured that "scissors" is symbol of the season. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Of late, companies that are part of my life realized they were OBESE and took a resolution to sport a leaner look! &lt;strong&gt;Result&lt;/strong&gt;: some of my colleagues and friends are at home now, leisurely jig-saw-ing pieces of life torn so fast by furious fate. So far so cut! World really got LEANer!!!&lt;br /&gt;Inevitable traveling made me suffer unavoidable hospitalities. My tummy has become a rock band now ... it roars, rumbles, thunders and does what not. Nature has started calling me rather quite often (sometimes missed calls too), and my musical stomach never had a dull moment so far, be it in office or at home. Troubled tummy won’t let me go to gym or office continually making me a homey!! I spend my home-arrest watching movies on TV and importantly IPL! You shoul know I like playing, not watching..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saddest news struck me as &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oG_IHHa37xQ&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=2A0119A6A865A50B&amp;amp;playnext=1&amp;amp;playnext_from=PL&amp;amp;index=33"&gt;Feroz Khan &lt;/a&gt;passed away last Sunday. He was one of my favorite actors and always wanted to meet him. May his soul rest in peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I look the season from office end, news appears rather different. This time, all the credit goes to those miserly species whose mission is to spend life in makeup, jealousy, calculation, discount shopping, bitching, blood, and boys! Five members of this canny species (statistically, half of the team) started liking &lt;strong&gt;kangaroo&lt;/strong&gt;..! Ssshful grapevine is very informative but some say ignorance is bliss!! My manager is blissful, still battling the resource crunch created by last quarter’s attrition! I have no inkling of how he will weather this storm when it hits him!!! Lets hop to another topic.&lt;br /&gt;It would be more than blasphemous if I don’t mention INFANTS when I write about my company. Infant, my office shuttle, is auto-engineering’s marvel. It is only vehicle on the face of the earth that beats Tata’s Nano hands down, both in cost and compactness. Tough slightly bigger than Nano, it seats 30 people...exclusive of driver, aila. Sometimes you wonder whether it was intended for normal humans. Because leg room between seats proves that it was originally designed for the people without legs. So, people with legs like me, who travel regularly, will surely lose their legs sooner or later in accordance to theories of Darwin and Lamarck. And width, OMG, fuses the butts of people sitting in a same row; I bet you cannot make out where your butt ends and the next butt begins. The real magic begins when this four-wheeled hell is crowded by 29 sweating and stinking girls at 5 in the evening and I am subjected to maddening decibels of Kannada cacophony(courtesy: our driver has a loud ear for music) amidst them....&lt;br /&gt;Effluvium from 8 hrs sweat-drenched and inherently stinking 29 girls when blended with musical terrorism in an all-windows-closed, snail paced, built to paralyze, four wheeled WONDER, dear Infant makes my journey deadliest, if not delirious. But last week, when summer sun added its thermal charm to this nightmarish setup, my ply home was suicidal!!!That was an event. BTW, this is written by my ghost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-3957005472823807109?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/3957005472823807109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=3957005472823807109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/3957005472823807109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/3957005472823807109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#3957005472823807109' title='Mid-Summer Mango Months'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SflP5KCA1RI/AAAAAAAACAc/ya7jMhXQtsw/s72-c/mango+black.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-2252507215859445677</id><published>2009-04-07T14:14:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-07T14:20:43.322+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Piquant quote of the day</title><content type='html'>Somebody told it exactly to the dot what I always felt &amp;amp; believed strongly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything that comes into your life should either stay with you and become your strength or leave you and make you free. It should not stay with you and become your weakness."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&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/9060530571226029504-2252507215859445677?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/2252507215859445677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=2252507215859445677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/2252507215859445677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/2252507215859445677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#2252507215859445677' title='Piquant quote of the day'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-5945866179398956169</id><published>2009-04-06T15:56:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-06T16:44:41.693+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Chronicles of homegoing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;24th to 29th, i was away from all the din, pollution, office, ad nauseam shallow smiles and relationships.... Shiv Shiva (Jeez! equivalent) I desperately needed a break from this soul-tiring clamor.&lt;br /&gt;Cool drizzle greeted me as i got down at 5 o clock in the morning. Drizzle was of the type, which evokes memories of special people in your life. But it was bit magical to get such a welcome in summer. That is how my holidays started in Bellary!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Every sunup on this holiday, i was a galloping wild horse, free and peaceful, in a pristine yet spruced ground. If not for my determined sprinting shoe and silent flirting of fresh sunlight with playful leaves of the verdant circumference, ground was tranquil. After an hour or so of exercise, horse go-eth casa and haveth long, lavish and aromatic bath. Rejuvenated me had a luxury to meditate and contemplate in nature-blooming backyard each day. Sense of harmony and contentment that dawned was simply ineffable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having royal breakfasts, lunches and dinner s with family is HEAVEN in itself!! It sounds cliché, but food prepared by my mom is so delicious that you feel as if u have attained NIRVANA while relishing them. No dish/cuisine was prepared twice in the entire week. I was literally spoiled for choice. I was forced by her Love to trash all my “calorie/balanced/ diet-bla bla” gyaan and become her “Chinna”. Sweets, snacks, desserts, juices, various other preparations indulged me day and night. I had talked and talked and talked without any worry: like wasting their time, or disturbing their schedule, expectations, or being judged or misunderstood or fear of affecting relationship!!! It was after long time I talked with absolute belief of being listened with Love, the way I do. I went for walk twice once with my mom and with my dad. (Talks on walks/jogs with your special ones are some of life’s beautiful moments, isn’t it?). Soumya was understandably busy with her MBA so had really less time to spend with and I visited Kavya and was consciously easy at her home. May she have a beautiful life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met my peddhama and peddhananna, had a friendly aggressive argument over some plan. I met my beloved uncle, who is my Godfather. I met my atthamma, pinnamma,chinanna, and had a nice time. I played with naughty tiny cousins and taught them some mischievous pranks!! Long live our Club (refer my woogly post). Not-so tiny ones (ssshful adolescents) had math and sport lessons.. Listened to their “stories” with lot of winks, mentally giggling at my past...hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Some noted events:&lt;br /&gt;26th was KrisMo’s birthday, greeted him at Venki’s temple and met his parents; Lunch at Pearl brought all friends together, then in no time we were on the road Hampi-ward. Tyre went flat 5km before Hampi so decided to change the party destination. It’s been a tradition that on March 26th, things WILL go wrong. Krismo’s belief in this jinx reached zenith this time. Paeans to Believable Superstitions!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27th was Ugadi. Day obeyed traditional routines religiously. Lamps kept at sacred kiosk at home radiated serene glow all around transforming the place. Luck smiled at me, found Asha’s home. Her parents and Savitha gave me ample sweets and gifts. Asha’s sisterly advice, senior speak, her Marwari-Telugu, tips and yes Rakhi were part of my growing up before she got married.. She is a mom of 6 years kid now!! She was good friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28th was my engineering college’s alumni meet. I spoke about making the alumni body functional and powerful. The board and lecturers received my ideas with nods and “ouches”, latter outnumbering the former. Dinner with maternal relatives added exclamation at the end of the day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Drenching in unconditional love flowing out from 3 pairs of eyes, I realized and recalled all the events with them and a few other special people of my life. Strange pranks of Time! time was still; Time also galloped super fast! Don’t know why, didn’t feel like coming back but left on Sunday afternoon beaming a royal grin. It reminded me the toughest job my eyes and hands ever done: waving bye to the ONE in pink T with “Singapore” printed on it!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-5945866179398956169?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/5945866179398956169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=5945866179398956169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/5945866179398956169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/5945866179398956169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#5945866179398956169' title='Chronicles of homegoing'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-2170758144927683078</id><published>2009-03-23T16:48:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-30T14:12:38.755+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Bach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Albert Einstein'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unreal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Absolute'/><title type='text'>Don't you think so??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/Scd5KXDSFoI/AAAAAAAACAM/-5DNOOHPCtw/s1600-h/Boylukingat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316351104027596418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/Scd5KXDSFoI/AAAAAAAACAM/-5DNOOHPCtw/s320/Boylukingat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This thought has always frequented my mind, from childhood. I talked about this with my friend Raghu, for the first time 15years ago. It was something like this “Do you see that Red flag exactly the way I see it? I mean, does it appear exactly same to both of us??” I guess that was my first rendezvous with philosophy. It had intrigued me a lot for it was never understood by most of "askees" and Asker never got a convincing answer at that time!! Let me put it in a form that is edible to intellectual misers: Is what you see, same as what I see? Is "Reality" same to all of us? Are the mental imagery, sensation or experience same as yours when we see the "Red"? Is my redness same as your redness????. This question is a key that unlocks doors of our cognition, opening up a vista with great perspectives about Reality, Truth, Universe and Life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Answer, is sometimes YES and sometimes NO. I think we all know that it is "NO" but we conduct life as if it is "YES". The reason for "YES" could be infinitesimally small n negligible differences in our perceptions. Hence, thumbs up for the collective compromise!! But "NO" unsettles my mind. It evokes questions like: Does it mean that are 6.5 billion "Realties" existing parallelly? Or does it mean there are 6.5 versions of "ONE" reality? I can rule out the possibility of the former because it is absurd (Richard Bach, please excuse me). And if latter is true, it implies that there is "ABSOLUTE" and "SINGLE" reality, which is perceived differently, i.e., individually. It means "Reality" is subjective experience of the "Objective" truth. This is the gamut of all noble and highest philosophies and sometimes religions, across the map. In the realm of adventures of consciousness, it is considered as realization to know that "Absolute" or "Single" or "One Reality" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is as good as saying: my "Red" must have been "Blue" to you and absolute reality is that it is "White"!!! It sounds like an argument among color blinds, doesn’t it!!. So i do not agree with both of the views. For example, the world that we see is only a fraction of the world, i.e. our sense faculties perceive only a small segment of sound range, light range and smell range. We see the world only or IN THREE dimensions. If you and I were a BAT, entire world "appears" sorry just "sounds" as waves for a bat sees the world in terms of sound waves. World is an acoustical texture for it. It means, according to bat, colors don’t exist at all!! For dogs, 40,000 smells exist but for us only a small fragment of that, rest doesn’t exist. For, digitalized AI or robot, world is only numbers...nothing else exists. So for a woman, only shopping, gossiping and $%$&amp;amp;$&amp;amp; is reality..hehhe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, "Reality" is individual experience of "NOTHING", through its sense faculties. Bats music is no sound for us at all. In this vast universe, there could be some Life, which "&lt;strong&gt;g7t&amp;amp;*()-ers&lt;/strong&gt;" the world. This WORD could be some function like see-ing, smell-ing but very different whose experience cannot be grasped by us. Some other life, somewhere else, may see the world just as energy or just nothing...!!! No wonder we have Gods in human forms, so fish must have Gods is fish-form;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theory of Relativity, Advaita, Middle Path, Quantum consciousness shield us from attacks from&lt;br /&gt;“Reality”. Options are still open: No Reality, Parallel Realities and Absolute Reality!!! But as of now, let us be happy as middle-dimensioned beings and take away the following:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Walk in other persons shoe for a mile, benefits are lot: new perspective, a pair of shoe and some foot disease..hehe!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Enough of 360 degrees, think in 4Pi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Go for people's motives, not their acts and words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Don’t think much; Life is a beautifully journey, seek abundance through your travel, for it is real!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P.S: If hammer is the only tool you have, you perceive every problem as a nail! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-2170758144927683078?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/2170758144927683078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=2170758144927683078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/2170758144927683078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/2170758144927683078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#2170758144927683078' title='Don&apos;t you think so??'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/Scd5KXDSFoI/AAAAAAAACAM/-5DNOOHPCtw/s72-c/Boylukingat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-3654692820007192385</id><published>2009-03-12T18:43:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-15T15:33:32.581+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidden connections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Global warming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Earth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Social Warming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shanghai Salsa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='global crisis'/><title type='text'>No Hidden Connections</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There are no hidden connections. Everything is crystal clear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Once blue and living oblate spheroid, is now black, red and is ready for its own mourning. Human population is burgeoning, natural resource are depleted, pollution is rampant, inequality is widening, countries are locking horns, people are at each other throats, ubiquitous fallacy of growth and development, unsustainable modernization and uncontained globalization, communal terrors, natural calamities, man sponsored widespread diseases, haaaa....Never has been in the Earth's history or Mankind's history, state was so horrific dangerous and decadent. In spite of unimaginable growth in terms of science, technology, economics and education, our world is in dire straits. Or is it because of science, technology, economics and education. I understand that every invention has both promising as well as dark side. Be it a invention like "human organization" such as community, religion or statehood; be it a scientific advancement such as energy conversion, resource usage or communication revolution or societal leaps such as invention of culture, agriculture or trade systems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But, is it not our tacit responsibility to accept risks when we embrace benefits of any concept or idea?? Is it not a thing of common sense to mitigate or address the negative impacts while you reap the benign fruits?? Is it not human to temper our passions and hedonism with wisdom?? Is it not our moral or ethical obligation to think at least about state of human life and global situation, let alone doing your mite for betterment??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm spending 12K for a pair of sunglasses, there are people dying of diseases because they cannot afford medicine that costs 1200. When I earn in terms of thousands even when I'm on leave why is it there are so many people who toil day in and day out just for 100 even when they are sick? When I'm relishing exotic cuisine from Cuba and China in a posh restaurant in India and totally safe from...people are dying because of starvation, communal &amp;amp; ethnic warfare, and state policies. Why is it when I can blog in 5 languages, millions of people barely read or know a single word in any language. Why are so many females missing, why is this global social warming, why is it some idiots haughtily not sign Kyoto protocol and squander fuel and earth’s resources...without sparing a thought for thousands of innocents getting deluged by floods? Whys go on.... are endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind suffers unimaginable pain to accept thoughts such as "Randomness" "Karma" "Luck" "Fate" "Destiny" or "Nihilism" as plausible answers or reasons. I don’t deny the fact that every reality has a factor of "unknown element" but I clearly know the reasons, causes and conditions out of which THESE emerge. I see the CONNECTIONS&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Access to proper food and health, education (literacy), provision of employment and entitlement to equity and freedom will completely ensure the eradication of woes plaguing the vast majority of mankind.&lt;br /&gt;Governments, welfare organizations, economic bodies, NGOs, and influential and empowered people can really make it happen. If they turn a blind eye or make-pretence deaf to their wailing &amp;amp; dying cries....as they have been doing these many years...then they would be consumed by the seething social cauldron sooner or later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"The greatest tragedy of society is not trident clamour of the bad, but the appalling silence of the educated and the good."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;p.s: Its my mental ramblings..my mindscape's debris..ignore this post!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-3654692820007192385?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/3654692820007192385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=3654692820007192385&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/3654692820007192385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/3654692820007192385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#3654692820007192385' title='No Hidden Connections'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-1932755540967187997</id><published>2009-02-24T11:02:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-24T11:07:25.179+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Why so serious?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dark Knight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Academy awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casanova'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heath Ledger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Batman'/><title type='text'>I'm not a schemer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SaOHE1PHtnI/AAAAAAAAB_8/1skCfnw51xE/s1600-h/heath_ledger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306233303052301938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SaOHE1PHtnI/AAAAAAAAB_8/1skCfnw51xE/s320/heath_ledger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had said it the moment I came out of theatre. I had written in my blog last year. And it has come true. I deeply wished and wanted him to get all the global awards for his outstanding role and performance. As of he earned 38 global awards!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I came out of theatre after watching Dark Knight (July last year), my mind was just a box of elation and an amazing delight. I was bowled over by Joker's "unstoppable force". His DIALOGUES, looks, behavior, body language, his overall personality and performance was an "immovable object" in my mind. In the annals of movie industry around the world, undoubtedly there are many a great name. But Heath Ledger as Joker got his name etched in deadly bold letters at young age. His extraordinary "larger than movie" acting was simply too much. . I watched him for the first time in "Patriot"; thought was "just another new comer" siding Mel Gibson. I had enjoyed his role as "Casanova" and appreciated it for his every fiber was resonant with suave, which the role demanded. But little did I expect or know, that this Heath would strongly and powerful eclipse the very protagonist of the movie, with his unmatchable acting. He brought the "Super movie" title to the Dark Knight. If there is anything that is more than the Oscar, he undisputedly deserves it. I am happy that he got Oscar. But it is sad that he is no more. Heath Ledger, I will always remember you. May your soul rest in peace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: I believe that whatever doesn't kill you simply makes you... strange&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-1932755540967187997?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/1932755540967187997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=1932755540967187997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/1932755540967187997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/1932755540967187997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#1932755540967187997' title='I&apos;m not a schemer...'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SaOHE1PHtnI/AAAAAAAAB_8/1skCfnw51xE/s72-c/heath_ledger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-3150640730891802633</id><published>2009-02-23T15:48:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-23T16:02:54.828+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='win-win'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='double words'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bihu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='age'/><title type='text'>Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SaJ5Bgo3P_I/AAAAAAAAB_s/EACnP2hCWdo/s1600-h/zzz.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305936377844023282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SaJ5Bgo3P_I/AAAAAAAAB_s/EACnP2hCWdo/s320/zzz.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Share 0&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One is too less and three is a crowd!! So "double", "two" or "twin" gets crowned.Ok ok.You really don’t have to scrutinize between the lines rather words, to admit that double words are part of our conversation. They are like raisins in a sweet or curry leaves in a spicy cuisine. They give the needed flavor or essence of tacit emotion underlying a dialogue. Sometimes they are genuine assurance, sometimes they are genuine irritation! Twins that hop and play in my daily dose of conversations are Ok Ok, fine fine, really really, mh mh. And then idiotic chari boksi, with her immaculate stupidity and ne plus ultra frolic started being sad sad, happy sad, sad happy and finally happy happy. For some strong unknown reasons, raisins in our conversations kept emerging ...more and more...! I found it be curry leaves or cashews though! Empowered with this vocabulary, tongue was happy happy because now it felt that it can communicate aptly what its friend, dumb heart intended. But you know..grammarians, purists, anti- redundants, and the entire realm of language grid doesn't share the same enthusiasm as us. This post is more than right context to pay tribute to the most popular double world "Win-Win". I'm sure everyone would have used this. But we use it very differently and this is how we use:Win-Win: Both the parties get the benefit equally (plz..don't bring in equity and play spoilsport)WIN-win: Emphasis on the pronunciation of only one WIN. It means one fellow gets the lion share and the other....you know it;)Isn’t it the right way to use words? So next time, if this pops out in your conversation use, do read in between the words and ensure its win-win if not lion's share!! bye bye;)&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Lively, gay and dancing multitude from the land of Brahmaputra gifted me a unique evening. Melodious music in a lovely language (my brain recognizes only 20 sounds) soothed my heart and mind, bubbling with million feelings and thoughts. It was nice. I met my dear devil's mom!Terror got unleashed...heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Share1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add life to your age not age to your life! Age is a matter of mind, if you don't mind, it does not matter! And my dad turns 60 this March ;) It is very painful to know that he cannot run, dance or do the things he used to without difficulty. Doctors told me his problem is not a disease but a physical condition or state of vertebra. Wear and tear of vertebra and the corresponding nerve- pressing sends a shock like pain to his head and also makes him go dizzy. Now he has to live with it, restricting his body and head movements. I was happy for he had come to meet me but was&lt;br /&gt;terribly sad when I started thinking about his age and physical state and his life. He was a busy bee all his life. He had neglected his health and nutrition badly. I have never met anyone who lives with a character as pure and values as strong as my dad's. Many times I had felt it was impractical and unfit for this world but slowly I'm realizing the importance, its relevance and my ignorance. I really cannot express how great he is for me. This weekend, after the hospital visit, I had a very emotional and touching conversation with him after long long time. I wished it never ends. And when asked him to recall all his accomplishments in his life, his compassionate and humble words moisted my eyes. Making my heart heavy, his words commuicated something unique this time, about life, relationships, success and Death with capital D. I cheered him up a lot, i cracked jokes on age, life and on self. I inspired him and added "Why so serious?" For the first time, I roared with undisputed confidence what I would do and also that I was really proud of him. My maturity and confidence gave him assurance, i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-3150640730891802633?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/3150640730891802633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=3150640730891802633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/3150640730891802633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/3150640730891802633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#3150640730891802633' title='Two'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SaJ5Bgo3P_I/AAAAAAAAB_s/EACnP2hCWdo/s72-c/zzz.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-4629963506587257877</id><published>2009-02-14T12:48:00.014+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:01:47.087+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reclaim your life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praan song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloud nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Where the hell is Matt?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confluence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mesmirizing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tata Safari Dicor Ad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7th heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tata Safari ad Song'/><title type='text'>Mesmerizing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SZbxEMOotaI/AAAAAAAAB_g/kHCoP_mf2TE/s1600-h/Awesome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302690665579722146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SZbxEMOotaI/AAAAAAAAB_g/kHCoP_mf2TE/s320/Awesome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hola amigos, I'm pleasantly excited as write this. Cloud nine, seventh heaven, top of the world or bliss, whatever you call it, i would certainly nod my head. I'm carrying a big grin on my face along with a fresh lime juice in my hand... There could be many reasons but only two of them could be posted here. In addition to many lovely things that decorated the day so far, since early hours, two of them strongly WOW-ed me. One is Tata Safari Dicor ad (It has always been one of my favorites) and the Praan song (Composed by Rabindranath Tagore). They transported me!!!It is not that these mesmerized me today for the first time but i'm overwhelmed by their sheer power of raphsody and creativity, &amp;amp; I'm purely obsessed to write about their briallance!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am passionate about passionate and worthwhile LIFE, travel, exploring, people, progressing, adventures, outdoors, forests, nature, music and the rest you fill it up....amigos. Sometimes you can't help but get hypnotized or enthralled when some ideas, people, music, songs, or something, when it echoes your deepest tacit philosophies or even small wishes too. And when the essence of that is captured and presented in a perfect and awe-inspiring way....you can't help bowing down in praise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tata Safari Dicor Ad is one of the best ads I have seen in the recent past. It is perfect creative harmony among the concept, visuals, music and car's core capabilities, hitting the nail on head or shooting an arrow right through the customers' hearts. Music definitely resembles Gladiator's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is our advertise-meant in a nutshell:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Philosophy: Reclaim your life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Motto: Meaningful Living worth looking back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Words on the Visuals: If you look back in your life, what would you remember? .....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Background song: You can dowload it at:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.filefactory.com/file/afh4c20/n/tata_safari_dicor_background_score_mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Song&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;; Lisa Gerrard I guess!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lyrics: Life goes by without you knowing,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can you feel it pass you by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can you feel it pass you by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can you feel it pass you by.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agency: I'm seriously hunting for these guys...with resume...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Video: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RYthT2wB394#"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reclaim your life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;More info: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://advertisemeant.wordpress.com/2009/02/11/tata-safari-dicor-reclaim-your-life-ad/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Advertise-meant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&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;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SECOND ONE&lt;/strong&gt; is a song called Praan. It was written by Rabindranath Tagore in Bangla. It is very spiritual and philosophical but not dry.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;At first I did not understand Bengali lyrics but after much toil i got the english version. Here is the song :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bhulbona ar shohojete &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shei praan e mon uthbe mete&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mrittu majhe dhaka acheje ontohin praan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bojre tomar baje bashi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She ki shohoj gaan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shei shurete jagbo ami (Repeat 3X)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shei jhor jeno shoi anonde&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chittobinar taare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shotto-shundu dosh digonto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nachao je jhonkare!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bojre tomar baje bashi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She ki shohoj gaan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shei shurete jagbo ami (Repeat 3X)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;English :"Stream of Life":&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures. It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth in numberless blades of grassand breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers. It is the same life that is rocked in the ocean-cradle of birth and of death, in ebb and in flow. I feel my limbs are made glorious by the touch of this world of life. And my pride is from the life-throb of ages dancing in my blood this moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it is coincidence that this song is used as background music for one of the beautiful videos which you would love to watch for sure. Confluence of amazing things, amigo...here is the video:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zlfKdbWwruY&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Where the hell is Matt?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: Is it love, when you feel that you want "that" person to treat you exclusivley, intimately and...and u feel u r ever ready to be with her come what may? Is it that...hahahaha. Anyways, Happy Valentine Day:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-4629963506587257877?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/4629963506587257877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=4629963506587257877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/4629963506587257877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/4629963506587257877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#4629963506587257877' title='Mesmerizing'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SZbxEMOotaI/AAAAAAAAB_g/kHCoP_mf2TE/s72-c/Awesome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-2758289537384487910</id><published>2009-02-09T11:25:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-19T12:17:01.140+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juliet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GDP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moral policing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shiv sena'/><title type='text'>St Valentine, Cupid &amp; Bal(s) Thackrey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SY_GuiEKkkI/AAAAAAAAB-4/5Vv3TTjgsaQ/s1600-h/SatanAngel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300673789158920770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SY_GuiEKkkI/AAAAAAAAB-4/5Vv3TTjgsaQ/s320/SatanAngel.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Valentine Day&lt;/strong&gt;: A day when St Valentine; naked, little chubby fellow with wings and bunch of arrows and Balls Thackeray have a tete e tete (add one more tete and read it!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A much awaited day by Shive sena, sri ram sena, lotus group, Five fingers to you group and the ilk with a fervor and intensity in no way comparable with the cupid’s victims. They say there is madness in love but we would see love in madness on this day. Just wait and watch.&lt;br /&gt;Even the Copernicus tells you that it is not the sun that makes the world go round, as intensely as any businessman. Apparels, perfumes, beauty products, entertainment services, gifts, books, theatres, music, chocolate industries and what not… have been encashing on this popular feeling n emotion since time immemorial. All this V day is just another excuse to pay a token tribute to this business-friendly emotion. Celebrators, either aware or the dumb-wits, are just consumers and form critical mass from demand side. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo &amp;amp; behold, here comes another aggressive set of EXPLOITERS (yeah, they exploit “V day” resource for political mileage), who proclaim to protect our “Culture” by stalling these V-day activities. And extension of this drama is formation of groups that are supported by the rest of the political parties. It seems their motto is “anti anti V-day” and want to gives roses for free in the city. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People of the second paragraph support V-day and would be more than happy if janta celebrates and indulges in festivities. Read as buying, using and consuming. And people in their neighboring (third) paragraph are all jet-set to create havoc for those who celebrate. And some want to act as saviors. But my question of interest is, during these times of recession, whom do you support if you claim to be concerned about India and her economy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would support all of them; it is because:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who are for V day, definitely celebrate (let them celebrate in any way) by consuming either products or services. It adds to the day’s economic activity of our country. Shoots up GDP. So are my thumbs up for these cracked eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Political assholes and their aide, who are against this, would surely need thousands of hooligans (unemployed loitering men) and months of preparation to execute their plan countrywide. This ensures that somebody gets employment, which keeps them occupied and fetches some lucre into their wallet. Unemployment decreases….Shoots up GDP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the V-day, people that paint the town Red and others who pain these Painters by breaking loose in public parks, ok ok sort of hotels n restaurants (do observe…they never attack Taj, Le Meridian, Little Italy sorts) and (wo)man handling the roadside Juliets and Romeos (yes, even Hir n Ranjas too). The consequence of this is snowball effect and is economic windfall for the country’s commerce. Doctors get more patients, drugs are sold more, more repair services, more TRP, pre/on/aftermath increase in media…and the list of spin-offs is endless. Shoots up GDP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you really favour country’s economic growth, you would support them all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: If you love someone, every moment spent in her presence is special. You would always want to gift her, pamper her or wtever. Any excuse chalega. So V-day could be treated as just another excuse…hehe. BTW, my sis, Kavya's birthday is on 14th of Feb.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-2758289537384487910?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/2758289537384487910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=2758289537384487910&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/2758289537384487910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/2758289537384487910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#2758289537384487910' title='St Valentine, Cupid &amp; Bal(s) Thackrey'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SY_GuiEKkkI/AAAAAAAAB-4/5Vv3TTjgsaQ/s72-c/SatanAngel.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-8645546088285649940</id><published>2009-02-03T10:01:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-03T12:04:09.692+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Death &amp; Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SYflUNkVFXI/AAAAAAAAB-w/Vi7MgCpgIDM/s1600-h/burdas.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298455622026859890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SYflUNkVFXI/AAAAAAAAB-w/Vi7MgCpgIDM/s320/burdas.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SYfjxuv8o6I/AAAAAAAAB-o/6I7pxldlcjM/s1600-h/aaaa.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am hurt and pained twice. Vinay, my friend's brother passed away on Sunday morning. My friend Karthik, whom I spoke to on Saturday afternoon (I treated him so, but i have to think??) is badly missing him. All the moments they had shared for past so many years flash in front of him and make him pine more.&lt;br /&gt;He was his best friend. Whenever Karthik's stressed or dull, Vinay was the charmer that did a happy trick or tickled his funny bone. I don’t know much about Vinay for I had met him only once but now I know Karthik better. The bereavement of a loved one is the most excruciating feeling that one has to live with. Death is a sure part of life but memories are part of living. And the pain we go through is the smallest price we pay for those priceless memories. May his soul rest in peace!! I pray to Time to be kind to Karthik's family. Death laid its icy hands on my friend's family twice in the last six months. But...its a such a "thing" that made me think endlessly about it and understood lot about it. But it sounds too philosophical and abstract for a normal reader to post it here. All I can tell is that "Life" is too great and beautiful to waste on trivial, base and meaningless things.&lt;br /&gt;I was pained second time, when this sad news struck me last. I constantly kept touch with him during this rough patch, I sought many sources to get surgeons to help his brother and I had believed that Karthik treated me as I treat him, as a "friend". But this "friend" even didn’t inform me when his brother passed away. He didn’t even message me, let alone call me. But he had called most of his colleagues (to be read as acquaintance). You may think that I am an idiot to focus on this matter at this time. But I feel, such acts are no less than a small dose of death for any real relationship. I strongly believe that acts express one's priorities, generally. Is it because I had expected (unsaid but understood in a true relationship) or is it because my ego was pinched or is it because my mind can see through the people, a bit lately? Now I have a choice to forgive him or kick him and throw him, mentally, to the plane that harbours "others" other than my trusted and special ones. A plane that has many seats and is usually crowded. I never expect anything from people on this plane. I will do, whole-heartedly, if I have to do, and forget it for this mundane majority. But, whom I treat as friends (true n real), loved ones (parents, siblings, cousins) and special ones (beloved or spouse), I expect and I strongly think I should. Though it is a paradox, that is truth, I believe.&lt;br /&gt;As pragmatism advises, I will be a mirror to all these people. It is a choice. In Karthik's case, I chose forgiveness and gradually I forget. To forgive is human but to forget is divine!! I love people will all their failings and imperfections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Betrayal, infidelity or "unmindful" ACTS in a real relationship is heavy cost of trust. But gallops at lightning speed and You are too great to take notice and spare emotions and time for these ignorant people and such trivial and puny things. That’s what death teaches us. And every thing has an expiry date as choice. True love, true friendship, real beauty and wisdom just choose to be eternal. Lol. It is mutual choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-8645546088285649940?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/8645546088285649940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=8645546088285649940&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/8645546088285649940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/8645546088285649940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#8645546088285649940' title='Death &amp; Forgiveness'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SYflUNkVFXI/AAAAAAAAB-w/Vi7MgCpgIDM/s72-c/burdas.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-8350321810346900319</id><published>2009-01-28T11:36:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-01T13:36:04.150+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Afternoons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SX_7yBdTVUI/AAAAAAAAB-I/Y9IeqCcRMyE/s1600-h/nowedit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296228523614360898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SX_7yBdTVUI/AAAAAAAAB-I/Y9IeqCcRMyE/s320/nowedit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afternoons during this season, share many a quality of an ideal lady. Fickle breeze, soft sun, shade on the road was comforting but not continual etc. I felt as if that was the definition of a joyful, cool and playful afternoon. Lovely, memorable and best were the days on this weekend. Specially, weekend afternoons. Monday-ed Republic day added a day more to the usual turtley 2 days. Then for all the afternoons in this season, why are on earth I'm talking about this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point one: On 25th, Sunday, I ran seven and half kilometers without a break, at one go, at the (almost) constant speed of 10.1Km/hour. And I finished the last lap (free lap) of one more kilometer at variable speeds. In total, I covered eight and half kilometers at an average speed of 9.7 Km/hr. To be candid, i had aimed for 5 kilometers to break my earlier record of 4 km, before i took the first sprint. But my trainer cum best acquaintance, Srini, didn’t consider my plan at all. He grinned and told "We can do it". But I was already tired because of resistance training at the gym by then.&lt;br /&gt;Lol! Neither Prashanth nor his trainer entertains excuses. I started, and reached my limits [I had set it for myself (5km)] and pushed them all. It was 56 minutes, my legs had become wild horse and I guess passion replaced blood and "will do it" replaced breath. Since 1983, I never ran this distance at a stretch. Before 1983, i was not born! It was an amazing run of my life. I DID IT. I SHATTERED MY LIMITS! I EXPERIENCE SOMETHING INEFFABLE. Running is one of my many passions. I had fun. If you have never tried it, you are missing the simplest form of FLOW. I cannot write more as I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point two: I had started three personal projects: Project Green Patch, Project Lucre and Project Diamond. This week I had enough time to assess, track, measure and contemplate on three of them.&lt;br /&gt;Project Green Patch has progressed 60% and is on track. And some important parameters were missing in our strategy and fresh and significant insights slightly modified our strategy. I am happy that in the process, I have progressed a lot along the project. The rest 40% is getting more exciting. I'm all sport for it.&lt;br /&gt;Project Lucre: Taxing and pestering was the nature but I reined it well. "At last" is the word that came out with a sigh as I did it. Everything is done. Last 5% important percent is pending. I will accomplish it next 4 days. Four days is due to some legal stuff or else effort wise, it requires just a click.&lt;br /&gt;Project Diamond: It is the most useful, painful but excellent odyssey. Incipient stages faced lot of&lt;br /&gt;boos from financial aspect. As the project saw many mornings, gains and impact justified the hesitant pelf. I am too happy for it. It is right on track with full speed. It is life-transforming strategy on all energy planes. Analyzing, assessing, brain storming, stirring and stilling, thinking and playing with ideas: All this was blessed by Weekend afternoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point three: Joyful walk, delightful talk, patient ears, n bla bla, I don’t want to tell. Courtesy: Afternoon again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-8350321810346900319?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/8350321810346900319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=8350321810346900319&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/8350321810346900319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/8350321810346900319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#8350321810346900319' title='Weekend Afternoons'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SX_7yBdTVUI/AAAAAAAAB-I/Y9IeqCcRMyE/s72-c/nowedit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-2558676125977108270</id><published>2009-01-28T09:35:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-01T13:31:33.266+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Snoogy Woogy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SX_Zv06FOeI/AAAAAAAAB-A/7P50pXIDu3c/s1600-h/exp1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296191102490327522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SX_Zv06FOeI/AAAAAAAAB-A/7P50pXIDu3c/s320/exp1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Auld Lang Syne, when i was a notorious rebel and a menace to my neighbourhood and school, i was indeed happy. It doesn't mean that I’m unhappy now but more than that: euphoric!! Just that I visited to one of our most frequented and lovely places again: "memories". The delights of nostalgia, which i indulged in, rekindled all those naughty and mischievous sparks within.One pastime that I proudly (silly) recall was heading my own club. It was a silly club. It had a head (me) but no mane (name) though. Activities of the club were even wackier than the unstoppable Head. Don’t know why? How? And what? I ran it. We, the Knights of neighbourhood, discussed building wax castles on the sands heaped up for construction, conspired to take revengeon complaining aunties with scary tummies and uncles, who fed those tummies. Once we had also planned to teach some bear-like man of the construction house a lesson or two! His acts, just like his hair, were bear-like, thick, dense and daaark. That idiot had taken our ball (cricket ball) and had cut it. So that evening we, the club, had watered set of bricks kept for construction, thinking that would soften, dissolve and make bricks useless but no use.........Yes, the most exciting and prestigious activities of the club were bullying, getting bullied, teasing, mocking, fighting over totally nonsense and crazy topics, name calling, &amp;amp; of course playing and many more Back to reality: Each one of us would have had such countless events. Most of the times, we realize that words are insufficient to translate our emotions and experiences into communication. You just wish to re-live them or experience them again. But a very few lucky ones of us ever get a chance (theory of natural selection or selective elimination!!). I hereby declare that I am the chosen one, hahaha. With all dues paid to reality, maturity and our stature in this point of life, I still have a chance to vent out that little devil everyday. Courtesy: 3 things: My team, an acquaintance and more significantly my Friend!!. Alike me, my Friend chari boksi is funnier, nastier, naughtier and wiser too. We, dangerous duo, play pranks, scare and irritate others, discuss alpha to omega, yes... tickling funny bones and bursting out bellies and mind out, all the way through. I feel most happy, comfortable, euphoric, creative and craziest...simply put: imp feels at his home. Our unending amusing peak performances are live wire and sane people in the vicinity (peeping toms, eavesdroppers, and victims) have out of body or near death experiences!! Calvin, Dennis, Tom, Jerry, Dilbert or Cal-loose, Terry, Jom, Jill, Obelisk...all of them gave up and are put to shame. Roles are interchanged too. We live thousand lives in a single convos...most unstoppable fun and creativity happens everyday in my office. Thanks for lambdas and Hertz for they sync so easily, Thanks chari boksi and U know u should also thank me twice for this. Club came to life again! Minds just fart out with ideas...Some honourable names on this occasion are Ricci and Calendar "Nut"ya. Let there be this background music of laughter through out your life. Amen! Insha Allah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Scene from a Calvin &amp;amp; Hobbes:&lt;br /&gt;Part 0: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Calvin: Our top-secret club, G.R.O.S.S.-- Get Rid Of Slimy girlS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Susie: Slimy girls?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Calvin: I know that's redundant, but otherwise it doesn't spell anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Part 1:"Hello Susie, this is Calvin. I lost our homework assignment. Can you tell me what we were supposed to read for tomorrow?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Are you sure you're not calling for some other reason?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Why else would I call you?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Maybe you missed the melodious sound of my voice?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"WHAT? Are you crazy? All I want is the STUPID assignment!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"First say you missed the melodious sound of my voice." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"THIS IS BLACKMAIL!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-2558676125977108270?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/2558676125977108270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=2558676125977108270&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/2558676125977108270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/2558676125977108270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#2558676125977108270' title='Snoogy Woogy'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SX_Zv06FOeI/AAAAAAAAB-A/7P50pXIDu3c/s72-c/exp1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-2799734227464641628</id><published>2009-01-01T16:01:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-01T17:10:59.449+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mihayli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maslow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SVyqj_QTkGI/AAAAAAAAB9c/hpzAiQGCTEU/s1600-h/Compass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286287597878087778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SVyqj_QTkGI/AAAAAAAAB9c/hpzAiQGCTEU/s320/Compass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi Friend,&lt;br /&gt;As we turn the last page of our calendar, as we reckon its short-lived importance, our memories of the past are converged with the dreams of the future. Mails and sms could have already startedpouring in from friends, relatives, acquaintances and icici, pantaloon,and the ilk. Before there is a digital jam, i would like to share a few thoughts on this "wrinkle on the face of time". Right from the time of the emergence of self-reflectiveconscious in man, I'm sure, he has been pondering over "purpose of life""happiness" and "success" with appended erotemes. There has beenincomprehensible and unimaginable evolution from the moment that clumsyand understandably-naked hero asked those questions till the moment youare reading this electronic mail. Yet erotemes are not completelyexcalaimated. Times have come and gone, civilizations rose and ruined,cultures were born and died, many a zeitgeist bloomed yet we our basicentities of life are the same. Genes and much required memes are at ourmercy. I believed that we have hair weaving and nail rubbing therapies,but man(un)kind's experience is still a comb to the bald. We still havefundamental entities keep buzzing in our minds. Oriental philosophies(India,China and Japan) have enough answers but i would like to explainthe same through occidental methods:&lt;br /&gt;In 1943, a psychologist Abraham Maslow came up with this &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maslow"&gt;five-layeredhierarchical pyramid &lt;/a&gt;to explain these. With material needs at the bottom and self-actualization at thetop. Material gains offer happiness up to the point that ensuressurvival and provides some social status. After that comes security, anability to feel sure that you can defend what is yours. After that comesa desire to love and be loved, to belong to a community or group that isgreater than oneself. Many stop here and lead supposedly happy lives (Do you really think that you think about your fellow people andcommunity?). Others keep climbing to the next level of self-esteem, and finally self-actualization. What is this elusive self-actualization? It comes from recognizing that you are exercising 100% of your mental and physical facilities in your own unique way, towards a goal that isgreater than the needs of your own self. This is fueled by an individualpurpose, i believe, which has dynamic assimilation of psychological integration and differentiation of your all energies. It is when one becomes magnanimous, achieving the purpose of life, tasting the highest happiness and experiencing the ultimate success.&lt;br /&gt;Yet there is another revelation on the same questions by my favorite author, Mihalyi Csikszentmihalyi. In his phenomenal book "Flow", heclinically explains the state of one's life's optimal experience what hecalls as "Flow". What we call ecstasy or highest bliss is flow. It isthe ultimate happiness. It is the state where all your energies are manifested at their best, it is when the action and the actor are merged, it is when there is seamless fusion of time and space, it is when you are merged with the highest entity or consciousness. Let me join the dots for you by mathematically explaining it. On a higher note, when your energies and capabilities are almost equal to the challenges or when challenges challenge you, there is high probability of experiencing "Flow". But if you look at the graph, area of flow region keeps increasing as you move higher. It implies to taste higher success and experience higher happiness, you must consciously invest lot of time to upgrade your energies, skills and capabilities (mental, physical,emotional and spiritual). And now, if you integrate the two approaches, one by Maslow and the other by Mihalyi, I'm sure you would exclaim and beam a smile to lead a richer, purposeful, thoughtful, progressive and indeed, a happy life. And at the third layer, we have been talking a lot of corruption, terrorism, defunct policy making, and the system. Lets stop talking and start doing, cause they are tied to our happiness directly, isn't it. At least this New Year post should drive home the point!! For success is:&lt;br /&gt;To laugh often and much;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to win the respect of the wise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the affection of children;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to earn the appreciation of honest critics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and endure the betrayal of false friends;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to appreciate beauty; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to find the best in others;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to leave the world a bit better,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whether by a healthy child,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a garden patchor a redeemed social condition;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to know even one life has breathed easier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because you have lived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is to have succeeded &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well the summum bonum and joi de vivre depends on shared collective systems. So as Gandhiji puts it "You must be change you wish to see inthe world" or as Martin Luther King echoes " The greatest tragedy of a society is not because of the acts of the wicked people but the appalling silence of the good and educated" Time is the unique capital and its progressively diminishing in its quantity but appreciating in its value. So in this new times, let all of us channelize our energies and "capital"for the greater, better, richer and joyful life. Alto and nike!!&lt;br /&gt;May you have a wonderful time ahead. Happy New Year. Enoy the video: &lt;a href="http://www.findingjoymovie.com/"&gt;http://www.findingjoymovie.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios amigo:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-2799734227464641628?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/2799734227464641628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=2799734227464641628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/2799734227464641628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/2799734227464641628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#2799734227464641628' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SVyqj_QTkGI/AAAAAAAAB9c/hpzAiQGCTEU/s72-c/Compass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-5570950530618116019</id><published>2008-11-18T10:09:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-19T14:14:52.299+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economy crisis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keynes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economy'/><title type='text'>This too shall pass:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SSOl09bpmsI/AAAAAAAABYc/mzaQqp4SgvA/s1600-h/clock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270238318215928514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SSOl09bpmsI/AAAAAAAABYc/mzaQqp4SgvA/s320/clock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since May 31st, 2008, it has been very strong and intense life. Emotions, unprecedented, both in quantity and quality awashed me. Learnings, though painful, were the heart of the matters of head and heart alike. As usual, i have tried very different, unique and few fatally adventurous things but adventures of consciousness tops it all. All these things were divorced from logic and immediate utility. Nonetheless, it made me....contemplate, endure, broaden and deepen my understanding of Life: world, people, man-woman *ships, relationships, stream of experiences, conversations, acts, and natural, well thought and fabricated ensuing responses; punctuated by episodes of choicelessness, randomness, uncontrolled and dismay. Time tests you and relationships. What i embrace is "Balance" "Dynamic Assimilation of differentiation and integration" and "Progress".Well well well its enough from the X axis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a serious note, last six months of mine witnessed 7 weddings of my accquaintances. God, bless them with abundant love, iota of cold logic and boundless happiness of all sorts:) Altogether, there was another crisis at office, well anticipated one. There was lot of power struggle-driven re-org in my office. I have learnt a lot about managerial economics, organizational dynamics, company politics, and tactics and strategies in general mangement during these times. What a lovely time it was!!! As we all know that there is no education like adversity!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    There was breather: country where everything is dependent and decided based upon lunar moves launched Chandrayaan. I'm proud of this achievement and wish this augurs well for lunar-calendrians. Lo and behold, there was bad news pouring in from every possible corner of the world. Economy crisis, recession and phobias of depression. This wrinkle on the face of time in this hotter, flatter and smaller world shifted my thoughts and understanding on global realities. Financial systems, world economic forums, G20s, macro and micro economics, capitalism and liberalism driven markets and nations, strategies and policy makings and makers, creative capitalism and sustanability models based on wholistic and systemic thinking, approaches and life-centered decisions...all boiled down to "Life on this curved globe". I can see its impact, it is deep and severe than i had anticipated. Yes, my friends are on the verge of losing their jobs. Sad news may hit me anytime, but i keep diverting them away from reality just for the sake of giving them respite. No, I'm not in the Plato's cave but I believe in the intuition and infinite human energy to face and tame anything. As John Keynes said (thats what my uncle echoed) " Severe the recession, faster the recovery", I'm very optimistic and good news is that one would never get a chance in a lifetime to learn about management, economics, international markets, social psychology and global dyanamics, governments and their in/fidelity with economies like the we are blessed with, now.&lt;br /&gt;PS: I had a capitalist, catholic, clever and charming "bestest friend" (whats there in a word), with whom I used to debate and discuss endlessly with loads of love, wit and emotion. But she is cosumed by the...:) Lets see how populism fares in these times. 57% of India's GDP is driven by consumption!!Hope you got it:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-5570950530618116019?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/5570950530618116019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=5570950530618116019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/5570950530618116019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/5570950530618116019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#5570950530618116019' title='This too shall pass:)'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SSOl09bpmsI/AAAAAAAABYc/mzaQqp4SgvA/s72-c/clock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-348917519818269792</id><published>2008-08-31T12:36:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-31T13:36:40.308+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SLpQpLKHODI/AAAAAAAABXY/7q6GdObTCAk/s1600-h/Star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240589784699058226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SLpQpLKHODI/AAAAAAAABXY/7q6GdObTCAk/s320/Star.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont seek but i find but there are many things that cant be said in words or shown in actions. There are many things that are simply unaccesible to this finite logical system. Tough i'm burning day n night in the million fires, some unknown n inhumanly strong sources of inspiration forces me to strive, struggle and dash it with unimaginable strength. Cost of trust is sometimes too much. I always preferred Trust to anything else in a real n true relationship but i wasnt aware of its new infltaion affected costs in this unsatiable, completely indifferent n insensitive r-ships. My thunderous passionate horse deep inside is sometimes too adamant to give up or to give in or to think like the stray ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The congenital virtue which i suffer from is that i feel that nothing is insurmountable. I feel that the best, grandest, strongest, highest, truest, happiest and the unflinchable, being-in-there-at the centre attitude simply acelerates me to challenge all these n all those useless-lesser mortal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fascination with learning, adventure, liveliness, fun,crowd n as well as solitude, travel, and propelling ahead in 4Pi directions is programmed in my dna, guess this could be one of the sources. I experience nirvana at very high speeds, stillness in action, have a great bond with nature n universe n especially stars. Speed of my blood, speed of my thoughts, intensity of my love, romanticism,n passion n the fire that cleanses me while playing sports all of these simply obey Uncertainity principle. But do u know why Im posting this................self-centredness..smtimes its gud:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-348917519818269792?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/348917519818269792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=348917519818269792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/348917519818269792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/348917519818269792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#348917519818269792' title='The Me'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SLpQpLKHODI/AAAAAAAABXY/7q6GdObTCAk/s72-c/Star.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-3106758617184659379</id><published>2008-08-29T14:39:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-30T12:08:58.954+05:30</updated><title type='text'>You Complete Me..hahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SLjq7IWv-bI/AAAAAAAABXQ/V0s0MwmaANk/s1600-h/titanic%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240196468021655986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SLjq7IWv-bI/AAAAAAAABXQ/V0s0MwmaANk/s320/titanic%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SLjqcOJsQFI/AAAAAAAABXI/61cJcj_vCyE/s1600-h/titanic%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of the last 28 movies i watched, DK was the best.Unlike other comic based movies, DK has evolved beyond the base concept and source and moved light years ahead. It has political, ethical, social and philosophical flavours in it without the sacrifice of the core plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right from the moment you are ensconsed in your seat, till the end of the movie, you are mesmerized by this unusual story, usage of light and darkness, witty n powerful dialogues, perfect screenplay and the balance of all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel joker is the Dark and the batman is the Knight and the Harvey is the dark knight. I think now you know three main characters. Joker's excellent performance, "aha" dialogues, and his entry n exit, and his peculiarity have greatly eclispsed batman. It is all about possible vs probable. It is about unstoppbale force vs immovable object. It is about commitemnts vs&lt;br /&gt;opportunism. It is a story about balancing sensitivity and sensibility.Joker wants to prove that even good n ethical men, when they are pushed to emotional limits, they would turn into soul-less, unetical and wicked men.He wants to win at the ideas or thoughts level, ie the highest form of victory for him. So the prerequisite for him to win is strong and conscientious people.Whereas batman wants to prove the otherwise. In this greatest moral tug, Harvey is the fulcrum and a coin (it represents probability or a chance right!+) Harvey, the super performance, staunch professional almost ideal turns into a bad man after some point of time. This volteface is shown as he becoming "double face" (his half face gets burnt). This change makes batman weak. But he re-focusses on the assimilation of ethics, pragmatics and the true strength. He cannot/dont want to kill Joker for it is like losing and giving in or accepting that Joker's principles are real n true. At the same time he cannot let him keep creating chaos.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that you cannnot stop associating Joker with many things in your life. I could see various things in him: government, policies, tactics, and importantly my "greatest" friend. It's too powerful a movie. One must watch this, Believe me i never write about movies or such stuff. This post is the proof that the movies keeps you hypnotized many times. It is very active movie n not good for jus fun-loving, passive a-holes. The flow of the movie, background music, usage of darkness, witty n triple entendre script with the bonus super-fast action scenes make it one of the best movies. Kudos to Joker, he deserves posthumous oscar for sure.&lt;br /&gt;This is dedicated to that special person who is as efficient as Joker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-3106758617184659379?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/3106758617184659379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=3106758617184659379&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/3106758617184659379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/3106758617184659379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#3106758617184659379' title='You Complete Me..hahaha'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/SLjq7IWv-bI/AAAAAAAABXQ/V0s0MwmaANk/s72-c/titanic%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-5466232332354197876</id><published>2008-08-26T21:30:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-08T22:23:56.023+05:30</updated><title type='text'>So What?</title><content type='html'>My best friend Ricci is full of pain. His grandma passed away last night and I dont know what to tell him. I love him a lot and I cant see him cry for any reason. I pray to God to give strength and courage to him to accept this.&lt;br /&gt;Life, in the last three months, was beyond belief. Because of the rate of thoughts, i'm feeling that one second is long time. I'm tired of thinking! I guess even this a partial feeling and a partial thought. Life of a bull in a bear market is like.....do u know? I think I know. But my strategy is neither bullish or bearish. There are some times in life, where the momentum of your position (age, responsibilities, dependencies, time period,place) wont let you to square the force of adversities......SO WHAT? Dnt know why, i felt this poem by PURITY DEFILED(his real name is not known) would fit in here:&lt;br /&gt;I no longer know if I am mad or if I'm feigning it to cover my own mediocrity&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes feel like a fell wizened necromancer labouring at his pleasure performing his liturgy as one long consumed by ashes&lt;br /&gt;Factory fumes nourishing the dreams of the cosmopolite Affectionate longing for white coats, auditoriums and blackboard dust Spiraling walkways, webs of concrete, bricks and mirrored glass&lt;br /&gt;Like long forgotten twisted poetry gleaned from mouldy parchment Pain is always more real than bliss It's in greater supply It's the warm familiar womb in which your mind can hide As your open doors and portals Walk the paved paths to offerings Foiled predetermined neurological patterns Like paper boats bound for the drains You speak the incantations written on grey mortal walls syllables tasting like blood in your mouth You know absolution You know mortallity Reality slowly peeled layer by layer outwards to the fringe where upon the altar of forgotten deities the combustion of the self still vibrates Dark flowers thrusting their thorns up reaching where manifestations of the skies labour to fill the vacuum You seek to explain the universe with numbers Itch to fill in the final answer underlined twice Like an infant you step into the first light at dawn It's bright and bitter and sharp&lt;br /&gt;I'm a survivor.Shame on you, the soul-less and the conscientious-less, fun-seeker, if you thought I'm useless, I'll be right there where the legends be,I am unbreakable, I'm Rock, going through one of the roughest times in my entire life right now,Still I got a slight smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-5466232332354197876?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/5466232332354197876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=5466232332354197876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/5466232332354197876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/5466232332354197876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#5466232332354197876' title='So What?'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-5093667722161432801</id><published>2008-05-23T12:32:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-01T13:48:26.267+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life.0</title><content type='html'>I feel too happy to have stumbled upon this video while exploring websites for knowledge, as usual. To be frank I, L, and some of my best friends share the very same attitude about life and have been exploring and expanding and evolving. Most of the times I felt like sharing this with the people whom I care so that they come out of their comfort grooves to scale and fathom unseen heights and ineffable depths, to roar like lions in the forests of knowledge, to betray all the forces that are holding them back and to try, open up, risk, grow, expand and progress just by embracing the change, in its truest and matured meaning. This doesn’t mean passive, cowardice and ignorant change. It doesnt mean quitting in the face of trials, or giving up your principles, doesn’t mean breaking relationships because it is not just fun and happiness but responsibility and commitment. And this video communicates the real meaning of "Change"best:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="370" height="295" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b2a97841283bc98a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db2a97841283bc98a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331573682%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D731AFF2946C05C27E1476E839DBF18F1485970C3.3495C4AF922F6E7A22D2A1F1442C6C1A4AB20B01%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db2a97841283bc98a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNqGZ-7Y-FGVKoDIW7OQeKrjqto4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="370" height="295" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db2a97841283bc98a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331573682%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D731AFF2946C05C27E1476E839DBF18F1485970C3.3495C4AF922F6E7A22D2A1F1442C6C1A4AB20B01%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db2a97841283bc98a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNqGZ-7Y-FGVKoDIW7OQeKrjqto4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I dedicate this to all those who love me:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Turn your speakers on&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/9060530571226029504-5093667722161432801?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b2a97841283bc98a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/5093667722161432801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=5093667722161432801&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/5093667722161432801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/5093667722161432801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#5093667722161432801' title='Life.0'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-3527901348380173458</id><published>2008-05-22T15:54:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-23T14:14:55.786+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Art of Blessing</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you wish for the best of the best things of life for all those people who have been making your life beautiful, wonderful, progressive and meaningful. Here are the heartfelt wishes and blessings in their best form (video is worth million picture!) to all those with whom my life is shared. I dedicate this to my loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="365" height="295" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cbd3c023ffce3f6e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcbd3c023ffce3f6e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331573682%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4DEE688A1E91C63B3818344F0B6C9F26A7ED44A1.22B3E6E982A35D47C5C2D74418AD3A8EEDC81D9C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcbd3c023ffce3f6e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTi8nc6jCnS_a232JAZ3lI5MdePc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="365" height="295" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcbd3c023ffce3f6e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331573682%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4DEE688A1E91C63B3818344F0B6C9F26A7ED44A1.22B3E6E982A35D47C5C2D74418AD3A8EEDC81D9C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcbd3c023ffce3f6e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTi8nc6jCnS_a232JAZ3lI5MdePc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Turn your speakers on&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/9060530571226029504-3527901348380173458?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cbd3c023ffce3f6e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/3527901348380173458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=3527901348380173458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/3527901348380173458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/3527901348380173458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#3527901348380173458' title='Art of Blessing'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-1577858846478724669</id><published>2008-05-13T11:10:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-23T14:15:50.185+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Everlasting Last 365 Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Captured Moments:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-278707f66f727e7f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D278707f66f727e7f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331573682%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2BD54E4DCEC627B2C3810EBC928D467F225D2A34.27B26F818B9F6EF2395C94B18F13A4AC3A8EAA3E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D278707f66f727e7f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DW_HXq2DTZGiIjdPYZ8o_FhKVosU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D278707f66f727e7f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331573682%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2BD54E4DCEC627B2C3810EBC928D467F225D2A34.27B26F818B9F6EF2395C94B18F13A4AC3A8EAA3E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D278707f66f727e7f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DW_HXq2DTZGiIjdPYZ8o_FhKVosU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Turn your speakers on&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/9060530571226029504-1577858846478724669?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=278707f66f727e7f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/1577858846478724669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=1577858846478724669&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/1577858846478724669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/1577858846478724669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#1577858846478724669' title='Everlasting Last 365 Days'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-3525184051920252918</id><published>2008-01-01T13:47:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-29T15:04:24.923+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wish you a Fantastic Year Ahead</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/R3n3sLu30FI/AAAAAAAAAZE/0bbXZAQsTE4/s1600-h/icarus1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150419987310563410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/R3n3sLu30FI/AAAAAAAAAZE/0bbXZAQsTE4/s400/icarus1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today is the b'day of another new year and the Time smiles again in hope. As usual, most of us would have played a midwife last night heralding the 2008's birth. You must have been deluged by calls, messages, crackers' sounds, cheering shouts and greetings by now. In the happy times like this where our hindsight and foresight converge, when we treasure all thats gone and welcome all thats new, may I share few wishes for the new year with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this new year, let us work passionately and smartly, play more than we did last year, laugh loudly and whole-heartedly and do loads of it, travel and explore(mentally and physically) and learn as much as we can and more.... spreading laughter, radiating enthusiasm, gifting time to family, friends and work-mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trash all the ego-fuelled resentments, stress, vanities and mental garbage and free yourself to experience the richness of pure, cool and meaningful life. Give more than you ever did by helping the poor, the less fortunate and the differently challenged within our limitations. Let us spare a few thoughts for the aged and kids by being kind and considerate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its high time, no more a choice but a thrust on us to adapt a conscious, conscientious and novel life style because our collective ignorance, mindless hedonism and myopic thinking have already shattered the peoples' and the planet's lifeto an irreversible extent. Quantum physics, Chaos theory, Second law of thermodynamics, Sprituality,Neo-management or age-old wisdom, whatever you believe asserts the same fact that everything is entwined and change in the microcosm(you) will impact the macrocosm(world). So let us be the change we wish to see in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be eco-conscious and do not squander any resource(energy also). Lets stick to simple things like shutting down our PCs after your work, re-filling your fuel at nights in terms of half/three-fourth or full tank, palnting atleast one tree sapling and nurturing it for atleast 8 months, and so on so that we dont rob the life of the unborn generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make the best use of globilization, liberal markets, innovative technology and exponentiate your money. What better time than this to endeavour to make this earth and life better. I wish that this year unfolds the effective and pragmatic policies from the economic, social and political bodies across the globe with stringent delivery mechanisms. Let all the people on the map get access to food, good health and education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let there be incredible decrease in terrors, crimes, atrocities, corruption, poverty and in the events of Nature's fury. Let this year endanger all that is bad and engender peace and happiness to the entire earth-kind.In such a wonderful year ahead, may you, your family and friends experience great health, immeasurable success and unlimited happiness. May you cheat chaos and create negentropy in every aspect of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAVE A JOYFUL AND FULFILLING NEW YEAR! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-3525184051920252918?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/3525184051920252918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=3525184051920252918&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/3525184051920252918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/3525184051920252918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#3525184051920252918' title='Wish you a Fantastic Year Ahead'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/R3n3sLu30FI/AAAAAAAAAZE/0bbXZAQsTE4/s72-c/icarus1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-8487804346189096375</id><published>2007-09-12T15:56:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-01T13:52:18.380+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Success</title><content type='html'>The differences between (wo)man and animal are many but the one difference that is conspicuous for me is the ability to control the consciousness.This ability along with conscience determines the quality of life. This unidirectional journey is negentropized based on the two.Enthusiasm,determination,attitude,passion to grow beyond himself, to metamorphosize himself from what he is, the power to defy all the given gravities and to explode the veil that covers most of us----- depends on those two.&lt;br /&gt;I want to achieve all i can and i cannot.I want you too to outdo me.Let impossible be obsolete in our lives.With the given resources, given time, given friends and your limited life, you MUST achieve a great deal.Vivekanada thunders that a man is a circle of infinite radius with Spirit as centre. But i would like to add that we are all spheres whose radius has potential to expand exponentially beginning from infinity. But this progression solely depends on YOU.&lt;br /&gt;Life is mindloom with infinite threads entwined. It can be rich, abundant, brilliant,wonderful and fulfilling.&lt;br /&gt;Let all of us grow beyond imagination, reach unscalable heights and lead great lives.The reason to write this is both random and not.Yesterday, I have seen the triumph of Man's volition, determination and his attitude. Put together: Chunk of consciousness.Two of them are my friends,One is Prasad and the other Suman.They won:) The third was Revathi, she is winning everyday. And millions of people across the globe who outsmart the "Circumstances", you are real smile on the face of Mankind.Triumph is nothing but "umph" with "TRY" in the beginning:)&lt;br /&gt;There are some videos which are outstandingly inspiritational.Hope they kindle your spirits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.natureofsuccessmovie.com/"&gt;http://www.natureofsuccessmovie.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.212movie.com/"&gt;http://www.212movie.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.powerofattitudemovie.com/"&gt;http://www.powerofattitudemovie.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rock-solidmovie.com/"&gt;http://www.rock-solidmovie.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-race-movie.com/"&gt;http://www.the-race-movie.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top of the ladder is never crowded, see you there:))Hasta pronto:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-8487804346189096375?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/8487804346189096375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=8487804346189096375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/8487804346189096375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/8487804346189096375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#8487804346189096375' title='Success'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-1761007314655376233</id><published>2007-08-17T11:51:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-23T09:44:09.182+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Escapade at Doddamakali........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsVAf3BHUfI/AAAAAAAAAC8/aM7EVzoZX5Q/s1600-h/IMG_8429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099553069155701234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsVAf3BHUfI/AAAAAAAAAC8/aM7EVzoZX5Q/s400/IMG_8429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsVAU3BHUeI/AAAAAAAAAC0/fy2h7P4tTII/s1600-h/IMG_8428.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsU_sXBHUdI/AAAAAAAAACs/nHp52uLAyGc/s1600-h/IMG_8397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099552184392438226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsU_sXBHUdI/AAAAAAAAACs/nHp52uLAyGc/s400/IMG_8397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsU_I3BHUaI/AAAAAAAAACU/PFzFZIOWGRI/s1600-h/IMG_8378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099551574507082146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsU_I3BHUaI/AAAAAAAAACU/PFzFZIOWGRI/s400/IMG_8378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsU-qHBHUZI/AAAAAAAAACM/CVcl92EEYiQ/s1600-h/IMG_8384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099551046226104722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsU-qHBHUZI/AAAAAAAAACM/CVcl92EEYiQ/s400/IMG_8384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dated:26.27.28072007&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-1761007314655376233?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/1761007314655376233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-8621706747240428561</id><published>2007-08-17T11:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-17T11:47:59.754+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Escapade at Doddamakali</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsU8pnBHUYI/AAAAAAAAACE/M-cdqwkFm1I/s1600-h/moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099548838612914562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsU8pnBHUYI/AAAAAAAAACE/M-cdqwkFm1I/s400/moon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsU4qnBHUXI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Cv55wY4wTHA/s1600-h/IMG_8393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099544457746272626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsU4qnBHUXI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Cv55wY4wTHA/s400/IMG_8393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsU4VXBHUWI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Jq4pjXRs7kM/s1600-h/IMG_8394.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsU4FHBHUVI/AAAAAAAAABs/CDj8dH6YeoM/s1600-h/IMG_8394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099543813501178194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsU4FHBHUVI/AAAAAAAAABs/CDj8dH6YeoM/s400/IMG_8394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsU3tnBHUUI/AAAAAAAAABk/SjVDk74S5nI/s1600-h/IMG_8356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099543409774252354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsU3tnBHUUI/AAAAAAAAABk/SjVDk74S5nI/s400/IMG_8356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsU2wXBHUTI/AAAAAAAAABc/HPTImEYfHTM/s1600-h/IMG_8347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099542357507264818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsU2wXBHUTI/AAAAAAAAABc/HPTImEYfHTM/s400/IMG_8347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsU2nHBHUSI/AAAAAAAAABU/81bAfOjcchU/s1600-h/IMG_8328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099542198593474850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsU2nHBHUSI/AAAAAAAAABU/81bAfOjcchU/s400/IMG_8328.JPG" 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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsUzl3BHURI/AAAAAAAAABM/pvQ6wZ9dz7Y/s1600-h/stairway_to_heaven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099538878583755026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsUzl3BHURI/AAAAAAAAABM/pvQ6wZ9dz7Y/s400/stairway_to_heaven.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pristine and marvellous jungle,white sand banks embracing the gracefuly dancing Cauvery(Kaveri) through the woods, scents of forest and sounds of birds and leaves,transports your spirit to bliss infinite.My escapade to Ma Nature included adventure games at this settings as brief-ed above.I rafted,rappelled,swam in the river,bon-fired,trekked,danced,discussed,jumped for joy ineffable, and rocked:).Picture is worth 1ooo words so lets increase our vocab right away, hence few random pics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Moon was captured from the banks of forest river(this place is not yet known to Electricity board)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Followed by innovative games,bonfire,wooden steps to nowhere.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-8621706747240428561?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/8621706747240428561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=8621706747240428561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-3932977502093529926</id><published>2007-08-17T10:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-17T10:24:27.635+05:30</updated><title type='text'>T-G-P Continued.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsUp7XBHUQI/AAAAAAAAABE/e9F6n6y1PVQ/s1600-h/11-08-07_1701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099528252834664706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsUp7XBHUQI/AAAAAAAAABE/e9F6n6y1PVQ/s400/11-08-07_1701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsUpK3BHUPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/gkEJ6pcHVEM/s1600-h/11-08-07_1630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099527419611009266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsUpK3BHUPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/gkEJ6pcHVEM/s400/11-08-07_1630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsUok3BHUOI/AAAAAAAAAA0/I57psW_2Udo/s1600-h/11-08-07_1652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099526766775980258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsUok3BHUOI/AAAAAAAAAA0/I57psW_2Udo/s400/11-08-07_1652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsUoTHBHUNI/AAAAAAAAAAs/58rQfEINTq0/s1600-h/11-08-07_1646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099526461833302226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsUoTHBHUNI/AAAAAAAAAAs/58rQfEINTq0/s400/11-08-07_1646.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsUn_nBHUMI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5jmRjCIwueE/s1600-h/11-08-07_1700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099526126825853122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsUn_nBHUMI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5jmRjCIwueE/s400/11-08-07_1700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some photos taken inside the fort:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-3932977502093529926?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/3932977502093529926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=3932977502093529926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/3932977502093529926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/3932977502093529926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#3932977502093529926' title='T-G-P Continued.....'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsUp7XBHUQI/AAAAAAAAABE/e9F6n6y1PVQ/s72-c/11-08-07_1701.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-5540414371136112038</id><published>2007-08-17T09:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-28T11:27:45.693+05:30</updated><title type='text'>T-ravel:T-G-P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsUcLnBHULI/AAAAAAAAAAc/fpeC3Hde-5M/s1600-h/11-08-07_1634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099513138844750002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsUcLnBHULI/AAAAAAAAAAc/fpeC3Hde-5M/s400/11-08-07_1634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way from Thiruvannamalai to Pondicherry, your breath stops for a while at the architectural marvels of Fort city. It is Ginglee in English. This fort with its palaces, gymnasium,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and many structural wonders,covers the entitre hill range on that piece of earth. The beauty of the place knocks the doors of the eyes of even the most uninterested. Once you cast a gaze at them the quaint magic just drags you to all the corners of the city.To be frank it takes a day or two to cover all the monuments at the dilettante level.It is on the right side of NH66 when you travel from Thiru to Pondy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was about 23 o clock,we left bangalore.Awarapan and AR Rehman's some energetic songs complemented the resonanace achieved by our spirit and speed of the car.The night,whizzing mileboards,high-pitched singing and the highway made the journey unique.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dated 11082007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-5540414371136112038?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/5540414371136112038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=5540414371136112038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/5540414371136112038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/5540414371136112038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#5540414371136112038' title='T-ravel:T-G-P'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yWmHehf851Y/RsUcLnBHULI/AAAAAAAAAAc/fpeC3Hde-5M/s72-c/11-08-07_1634.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-6255122025009952123</id><published>2007-03-29T11:47:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-29T11:53:40.459+05:30</updated><title type='text'>T-RUTH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;When a person is taken by the unbearable mixture of shock,agony,torture,excruciating pain,betrayal and missing,that too when she is young,she wallows and writhes like a fishtaken out of water, in that hell for that ineffable pain.May be they seek something from all the directions, the known and the unknown. Then she got some words arranged in permuatations &amp; combination,that unfolded some truth which she could hardly want to know.That string of words is the poem below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ready or not, some day it will all come to an end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;There will be no more sunrises, no minutes, hours or days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;All the things you collected, whether treasured or forgotten will pass to someone else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Your wealth, fame and temporal power will shrivel to irrelevance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;It will not matter, what you owned or what were owed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Your grudges, resentments, frustration and jealousies will finally disappear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;So too, hopes, ambitions, plans and to-do lists will expire. T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;he wins and losses that once were so important will fade away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;It won't matter where you came from or what side of the tracks you lived at the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;It won't matter whether you were beautiful or brilliant, young or old,good or bad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;weak or healthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Even your gender and skin colour will be irrelevant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;So, what will matter ? How will the value of your days be measured ?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;What will matter is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Not what you bought, but what you built. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Not what you got, but what you gave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Not your success, but your significance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Not what you learned, but what you taught. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Not your competence, but your character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Not how many people you knew, but how many will feel a losing loss when you're gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Not the memories, but memories that live in those who loved you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Not how many relationships you had for fun, but how many you gave up to find fun in One promised relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;What will matter is every act of integrity, compassion,commitment,love, courage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and sacrifice that enriched, empowered, encouraged others to emulate your example.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;What will matter is how long you will be remembered, by whom and for what? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Living a life that matters, doesn't happen by accident. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;It's not a matter of circumstance but of choice and your commitment to that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-6255122025009952123?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/6255122025009952123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=6255122025009952123&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/6255122025009952123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/6255122025009952123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#6255122025009952123' title='T-RUTH'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-4782881726291402999</id><published>2007-03-14T10:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-14T11:28:55.412+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ECNEGILLETNI...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;What is the title of this post?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;what does it mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Have you got that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How can you improve it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Ok by now u might have got it.Particularly in this faithfully western-aping world your Intelligence Quotient(IQ) seems very important, isn't it? But what is intelligence really? It can be seen in different forms. There are two mainstreams of intelligence, the normal intelligence , we call IQ and the emotional intelligence , often called EQ .If IQ and EQ are in balance,along with SQ  your chances of leading a happy life increase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Now try these wonderful EQ and or IQ tests, to find out for yourself at links below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.highiqsociety.org/iq_tests/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;http://www.highiqsociety.org/iq_tests/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quiz.ivillage.com/health/tests/eqtest2.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;http://quiz.ivillage.com/health/tests/eqtest2.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; (For more dicussions and knowledge and profundity,you can contact me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;But any person like you and me(i assume we are evolving and special),have broad concept about life,relationships and world,that stems from the concept we share with Jim Channon's SI.Here is link for you to enjoy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arcturus.org/voyagers/spectral_intelligence.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;http://www.arcturus.org/voyagers/spectral_intelligence.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Keep improvingthe balance between  the standard of life and standard of living from this intelligence side tooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-4782881726291402999?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/4782881726291402999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=4782881726291402999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/4782881726291402999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/4782881726291402999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#4782881726291402999' title='ECNEGILLETNI...!'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-7140575647276491265</id><published>2007-03-05T12:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-05T12:22:45.223+05:30</updated><title type='text'>READABILITY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hai ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;       We all know that whether you're writing a report, letter, blogging or making a powerpoint presentation, to be successful you'll have to tune your message to the adressed target group.The two most important issues to tackle are 'readability' and 'text-level'. There is easy formuala to assese the readability of your text/content.Rudolf Flesh(Ausrian born American) gave these two parameters.They are:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flesch Reading Ease Score&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FRES = 206.835 – (1.015 x ASL) – (84.6 x ASW)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flesch-Kincaid Grade Level&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FKGL = (.39 x ASL) + (11.8 x ASW) – 15.59&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ASL = average sentence length (number of words divided by the number of sentences)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ASW = average number of syllables per word (number of syllables divided by number of words)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In FRES,higher scores indicate material that is easier to read; lower numbers mark harder-to-read passages. In FKGL the number you get after simplification indicates the number of years of education required to undersatnd the text.( for example 10 indicates tenth class student)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Companies,  governments, institutes  specify particular Readability Scores for their documents, forms, and content.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can calculate these scores  at the link below:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ilovejackdaniels.com/resources/readability-score/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.ilovejackdaniels.com/resources/readability-score/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or in your MS Word:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the Tools menu, click Options, and then click the Spelling &amp; Grammar tab. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Select the Check grammar with spelling check box.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Select the Show readability statistics check box, and then click OK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the Standard &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="glossary" href="javascript:AppendPopup(this,"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;toolbar (toolbar: A bar with buttons and options that you use to carry out commands. To display a toolbar, press ALT and then SHIFT+F10.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;, click Spelling and Grammar .&lt;br /&gt;When Microsoft Word finishes checking spelling and grammar, it displays information about the reading level of the document.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The score of this page is :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 38&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flesch-Kincaid Grade Level: 11&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enjoy1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-7140575647276491265?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/7140575647276491265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=7140575647276491265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/7140575647276491265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/7140575647276491265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#7140575647276491265' title='READABILITY'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-2704797522240928056</id><published>2007-02-15T17:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-15T17:32:08.969+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Earth provides enough to satisfy every man's need, but not every man's greed”-Mahatma Gandhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Once again (wo)man thought that (s)he thinks,by starting this Svalbard International seed vault in the Arctic remote island not far from the North pole.It will be constructed in a mountain near the town of Longyearbyen,to be precise.It is designed to hold up to three million different types of seeds of nearly every food crop of every country on the face of the Mother Earth, and the vault’s 75% construction is plannedfor September 2007. Svalbard is considered anideal location due to its geographical isolation and its permafrost conditions, which ensuresbelow-freezing temperatures, even if the refrigeration system needed to keep the seeds at ideal temperatures (-18 °C) should fail.  This double storage represents an important backup system in the case of the loss of genetic material, e.g., resulting from natural or man-made catastrophes like global warming, nuclear war, or any type of war or global decadence. The entrance to the "fail-safe" seed vault will "gleam like a gem in the midnight sun," signaling a priceless treasure within(it seems,hope it does) The vault is designed to protect the agricultural heritage of humankind -- the seeds essential to agriculture of every nation.Isnt it superb idea,that really really GREAT idea.The vault will be located high above any possible rise in sea level caused by global warming: the vault will be located some 130 metres above current sea level, ensuring that it will not be flooded. This puts it well above a seven metre rise that would accompany the melting of Greenland's ice sheet, or even a 61 metre rise that could accompany an unlikely total meltdown of Antarctica.Its concrete interior is supported by sound security and high-end exterior designing.It seems it gleams both at night n day of evry season using midnight sun or Northern Lights depending on the season.&lt;br /&gt;   Alla well guys n gals,But doesnt it potray that we are not winners but failures,this is not being pessimisic but thoughful.We are on the verge of listening swansong of our EARTH.Im sure you all know waht hav we made our lives and many others who cohabit both in urban n other jungles otherwise,atlast strangling the MOTHER who made US live(suppose exist).&lt;br /&gt;This is one more sign of how ignoramus our (wo)MA-(un)kind is.Lets try our best in every way to delay the doomsday.Let the curses,excruciating screams,tears n shattered lives of unborn generations ,which will inherit this spoiled to no-reverse point Earth,spare our wanton n silenced Conscientious.Let our children n grandchildren(if they ever come) forgive us for having shared our life on  this earth with so cold n selfish contemporaries.But lets endeavour:)Its still possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-2704797522240928056?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/2704797522240928056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=2704797522240928056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/2704797522240928056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/2704797522240928056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#2704797522240928056' title=''/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-8547866782123173604</id><published>2007-02-07T16:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-07T16:42:53.691+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bon Appetite</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;PURPLE INTENSE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is 100% healthy 100% clean. Only here you find 634 varieties of liquid happiness. Only 2 of them have a tinge of alcohol.632 are completely alcohol free are made up of exotic fruits, herbs, mystique colors and hues. Tastes are redefined here. Ambience is explained in three languages: PURPLE, MAGENTA n FIRE RED. This place is strictly for people with polished redefined tastes. This is no place for smokers, alcoholics and for shams. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;LITTLE ITALY&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;This little Italy is great for gastronomical adventure .If your foodventure spirits are high plzzzzzzzzzz gallop to this place. This is uber-chic European restaurant. Quaint, clean n cozy eating wonderland. Apart from Italian cuisines you also get pan-European &amp; true to the sprit of Mediterranean salubrious foods.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;MAST KALNDAR:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;This food place is in the CMH road, Indiranagar. Its really cool and transparent place (yeah! ac is at 19°C n full of glass). If u love Rajasthani, Punjabi and other Northy dishes this is the colorful place. Parathas, Combos, Curries are BESTEST. Interiors are just apt adding dash to this food temple. My friend n I had great fun n about-to-burst cheeks while tying out.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;To wash your throat down after a burping meal, you have 23 choices. But I will give numero uno for MANGO LASSI.I felt bliss flowing down my esophagus. It’s simply superb.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-8547866782123173604?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/8547866782123173604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=8547866782123173604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/8547866782123173604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/8547866782123173604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#8547866782123173604' title='Bon Appetite'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-8145814612520987136</id><published>2007-01-02T17:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-02T17:26:23.920+05:30</updated><title type='text'>New year in U!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;My Dearest Friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish 2007-2008 to be a fantastic journey,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A journey so inspiring and meaningful that it should tempt the fate to flood you with everything BEST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;An odyssey so enchanting, progressing, and ethically unchallenged, that it should cock a snoot at your mind for not having dreamt such a dream.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A sojourn so safe, healthy, and pure that doctors and medicines should be extinct from your life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A travel so focused, determined, and passionate that success should be obsessed of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A voyage in which u get connected to your true, deeper self, in which u will experience the force of creatrix and in which u will radiate true LOVE, PEACE, HARMONY &amp; ENTHUSIASM.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A year long festival where every second will be celebrated in terms of smiles and laughter, Let this resonate in the hearts n minds of everybody across the globe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Change is constant but the way its accelerating is not. Its imperative but the direction is optional. Let this New Year and new day tame the change into +ve direction.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish that all the wishes above be translated into realities with every unfolding second.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let us b freed from the not-so-necessary divides of religion,caste,class,pseudo-things .Let us replace standard of living with standard of LIFE.Please think of fate-cursed &amp;amp; luck-abandoned people,think of d orphans, d physically-challenged, d destitutes and d list goes on.Think of d silent screamings of Ma Nature ,who is being raped wantonly,think of those innocent animals that are being butchered to the point of extinction.Please think of pain that u gift to others that kills theirs soul &amp; chokes their life, in the name of fun-loving,fanciful,”its my life”attitudes.Let their b sanctity and commitment in your relationships.Lets give peace,purity,oneness one chance.Lets get addicted to these noble and really cool things.its better than bitching,smoking r drinking habits.Lets b the change that v wish to c in this world.With more power comes more responsibility ,isn’t it. Smirnoff is wrong U should call life,so recharge urself on this ocassion.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish u a very happy new year.Have a rollicking year ahead.LET THERE B LIGHT N JOY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;PRASHANTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;(PLZ post your comments)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-8145814612520987136?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/8145814612520987136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=8145814612520987136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/8145814612520987136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/8145814612520987136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#8145814612520987136' title='New year in U!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-2521631249954601122</id><published>2006-12-31T19:46:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-01T13:58:02.709+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Off Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,204)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,153)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,153)"&gt;The other day,I was travelling with some ol' friends of mine and my newly wedlocked cousins.&lt;br /&gt;All of them are are working in global enterprises.Some of them are managers and some s/w engineers.&lt;br /&gt;After usual banter and pleasentries,discussion hit upon "MARRIAGE".I was taken aback by the way its percieved.I thought,atleast this,that everybody knew what i thought n understood about marriage(that sex is one of the important parts of marriage but not the 1 r 2 r 3 priorities).But these wise men[wome(a)n], with their wisdom buffeted my truths.&lt;br /&gt;Some1 yelled that its legalized prostitution,and some other opined that its 2 much oriented towards satisfying animal instincts in us and some other told its some form of deal basedon caste,money and blaaa blaaaaaaaa compatibilities.Though i dont deny the fact that sex is significant in one's life n love(romantic form of love) i guess thats its overly emphasiszed and overtly pronounced in their concepts of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;Whether its love r marriage its must b passionate but its not the sole criterion.These modern(pun) guys n gals are really ...............!on the other hand our parents bond in marriage was diametrically opposite to this.Their marriages were based on dignity,sanctity,traditions,respect,sacrifice and mutual compromises n adjusting.But neither that nor this concept is totally complete n true.Both r flawed n inequally balanced.Truth and meaning lies in the area between these 2.Marriage should b based on mutual love,mutual understanding of what makes the other sad r angry,mutual communication including whispering sweet nothings to scolding,screaming,teasing,mocking,joking,irritating and still knowing deep inside that ur love is precious to break it n go offf,respect for family system,unsaid but understood deep commitment to share life with that person come wahtever,Ya it shold inckude sex significantly and with full of emotional,physical,spiritual love,not just mechanical or instincts driven.&lt;br /&gt;People should understand that inner beauty and Love are the most important elemnts . Plzzzzzzzzzzz , lets keep life beautiful n vibrant in terms of quality n real values n lets give proper places to all the notes of this beautiful  song, let life be melodious ...&lt;br /&gt;Indeed our discussion shed light more than fire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/9060530571226029504-2521631249954601122?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/2521631249954601122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=2521631249954601122&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/2521631249954601122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/2521631249954601122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#2521631249954601122' title='Off Thoughts'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-1824599830730652</id><published>2006-12-07T10:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-07T10:49:33.695+05:30</updated><title type='text'>whats my GOLBNU mean?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;THIS IS ORKUTIZATION:is it /ist it not:globnu has nothing 2 do with this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;You are the same decaying matter as everything else. You are not the contents of your profile. You are not the cuisines you write about. Nor the movies you see. Or the music you hear. You are not the idea of your perfect date. You are not your best feature. You are not your testimonials :DWe are turning into zombie customers. Remember how google adsense works inside your gmail. If you write about a breakup, it will give ads on psychiatrists. If you write about somebody's death, it will give you ads on undertakers. For google, you are nothing. You are just a worldwide corporation's revenue stream...You have to give up. You are just another entry in a database profile. People add you as a friend, become a fan, accept you as their crush but behind you they might spite you.We are all part of the same compost heap... For the place of phone, they will scrap you. Instead of meeting you, they will send messages. They dont want to see you. They dont want to hear from you. Yet they want to communitize. Its futile. Because this social circus has already hit ground zero...You are more than a printout of your orkut homepage pasted upon your face. You have to give up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;guys n guys we all need to evolve,move towards different level,this is plastic life with mechanacial unctions,lets participate in the adventures of Human consciousness.lets thinks of HOLISTIC life where health,wisdom,ethics,true human relationships devoid of shams n betrayals, peaceful use technolgy,LOVE N humanity all blend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;GUYS all this is incoherent,it has nothing to do about golbnu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;find outwhat goldnu IS,if u do lets meet!&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/9060530571226029504-1824599830730652?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/1824599830730652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=1824599830730652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/1824599830730652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/1824599830730652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#1824599830730652' title='whats my GOLBNU mean?'/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9060530571226029504.post-7560388782452419007</id><published>2006-12-01T17:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-01T18:35:55.467+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i want ur reflections on these:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It goes something like this:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;girl: "how can you know so much about women?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;boy: "i think of a man, and i take away reason ,accountability n commiment".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;what we do in life echoes in the eternity"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Choice is an illusion,created between those with power,and those without &lt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Fortune smiles at some and laughs at others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I always tell the truth, even when I lie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9060530571226029504-7560388782452419007?l=golbnu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/feeds/7560388782452419007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9060530571226029504&amp;postID=7560388782452419007&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/7560388782452419007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9060530571226029504/posts/default/7560388782452419007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://golbnu.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#7560388782452419007' title=''/><author><name>The Prashanth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05303671487783585063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
