tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61119342012-01-24T19:33:07.058+05:30100cc Bikes, big dreams, small means and just another ordinary lifeBluefreakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12761208229141610144noreply@blogger.comBlogger1181100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6111934.post-1109913213198983732005-03-04T10:43:00.000+05:302005-03-04T10:43:33.196+05:30

Kutta - As Oba Calls it 

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Heeey!!!!! This will be my final post on this Blog..... There have been a lot of changes, In my life, the way i look at things, the way people look at me and the way i take on life. Good or Bad, I cannot say. Only time will tell. There will be more posts from me, but None on this. All those who have been linked here will be linked on the other blog too. It is a Brand New day, A Brand new

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I have been to Ocean's 12 (late Night show, saturday) These are my observations... I will be back to blogging soon. What could be the most appropriate way to name a sequel for an immensely popular movie called Ocean’s Eleven? Put in another person and call it Ocean’s 12. It doesnt matter what the other person does or doesnt do. And if the the other person happens to be some one as hot and as

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comtemplating on te full meaning of the statement: "Work like you don't need the money" I will be back soon. Assuredly yours, Teju

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Yeah.. The two parts being almost a fortnight apart will take a lot of steam off, but then, what has been started is better off finished. Okay.. now coming back to it... There are basically two types of people of who dont work here: Type I: There people are born old, laid back, and have no ambition in life whatsoever. They want to have tea at 11:00am everyday, They want tea at 12:00 Noon,

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Now that I have finally decided to quit, I thought I might as well rant about what my office is all about. One of the infinite problems with the office is that they are misers when it comes to pay. Either you have a good bargaining power, or you end up being paid 30% less than the average industry scales. If you bargain well, you will get paid at least 30% more than the industry standards. But

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... My Team project is in the concluding stages ... Orkut is getting extremely entertaining ... Life is getting a little more interesting ... Travel plans on the cards ... Job quitting on the Cards ... New job not on the cards ... Ringworld Engineers is in progress Consequently.. not much time and energies left to blog. Will be back soon.

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The past few days have again been a roller coater ride. One the Positive side, had a couple of amazing Orkut meets. Has insane fun. Had lots of food, had haleem, had ice creams had lots ofphotographs and photographs and had what not. I also finally managed a fully functional copy of the Latest release of MS Longhorn. Told half the planet about my experiences with it. Gloated. Felt Proud. I am

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The Long, cumbersome, and picture laden post has been deleted for both conveniece sake and aesthetic sake. If you want some dope on Longhorn, Contact Microsoft or for any specific features and all, ask me.. :P For a Copy of Longhorn Build 4074, do send me in a Blank DVD and a DVD Burner and a self addressed, stamped package. Love, Teju

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Monday and Tuesday have been my brooding period. It is these brooding periods that give me that extra push and the relatively large streak of madness, that most of the people associated with me think, I possess. After I came up with the idea of this enforced sabbatical, I have found that this, hibernation makes a lot of things very clear, and most times, it gives yourself sometime off from

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Patience. That is one virtue, I wish that every one in this world possesses, and that also happens to be one of the umpteen number of virtues I dont possess, and I frankly don't care. Irritated. That, I often get. I get irritated at my friends, at my parents, at my pets, at my friends pets (especially when they do not cuddle and lick). My irritation is usually very shortlived, but again, it

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NB: Boring Post Ahead.Yet another weekend has passed.I simply do not seem to get any time for anything productive. I sit at office and while away my time doing nothing other than thinking about getting out of this place and doing something on my own. and when I am out of office, I still do nothing Other than think about doing something on my own. It seems as if I am doing nothing other than

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The weekend had been a mixed bag.Had a ball on Saturday night, reached home at 1:00 in the morning, was online till 3:30 and dozed off - only to wake up to an empty home and a brooding mind at one in the afternoon.The rest of the afternoon and the evening passed off without event. But the mood refuses to change from the melancholic state it is in. 4 Mails from mycosmic cousin and the best writer

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The Horse Prances on… Thanks to my cousin, living so far away, in a place called Bremen in a country called Germany, I am now the proud owner of an authentic ferrari flag. Made By Fila, Bought in Indianapolis, transported Via Air India, driven home on a Caliber.. Everytime i go home, i will be now looking at 6.25 feet X 5.25 feet of pure ecstacy… Yeah... it is huge, it is red and it is

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Brothers in Arms, Girlfriends and everyone in between, I am a 23 year old, South Indian, Dusky Complexion, 175cms, reputable family - seeking help from people who have time, and knowledge of HTML to make changes to the template. Now dowry. (Neither given, nor accepted) Interested parties might contact through the comments or Tag board section.

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Part I Part II Read on... After 30 minutes of agonizing early dinner, we return to the object of our interest, of our desire... As we trudge along the garden path to the object, my friend suddenly receives a call from nature and is off into the bushes. After 45 seconds of yet another wait, he returns and we finally reach the dream in the shadows. Once again, with the piece of metal in hand,

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...Continued from Part I I look at the piece of metal with trepidation, fear and a vague sense of thrill combined with hope. My friend gives me a smile, and nods, with an expression that said, go ahead brother, do the honors. Still unsure, and not able to believe that I was actually doing this, I take a deep breath and steady my weak knees and muster enough stability, courage and strength to

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This happens to be my 100th Post, and today Happens to be my 500th day with Mozilla FireFox, FireBird or whatever it might have been called earlier and whatever it might be called later. (That is the reason why, I actually logged in to blogger and am posting this, instead of the usual email stuff) I would also wish to Bring to notice that what ever has been written in Part I (the previous post)

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All of a sudden, my memories take me back to the time where the world was blazing past and everything seemed to be a blur… The scenery rushes past, the lights draw curving lines all around me, the wind whizzes past at break neck speed. The world seemed to be standing still and yet turning fast. The earth trembled, the heart pumped faster. The blood rushed to the head. I experienced euphoria like

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a dish which is best, served cold. And I am about to gift someone a triple Sundae, chilled with liquid nitrogen. But, the wait, is unbearable.

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How do you know that it is true love that you have found, when you think you have found it?

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Dear You, As the haze lifted from my weary eyes, as a new week dawned, I realised that some of the blogs that i thought would make you go hmmm.. went missing from where they are supposed be. Please accept my apologies for this henious crime. As it stands, time is one thing which still against me, so the mistake will be corrected the moment time swtiches sides. Until then, you have every right

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My friend Hemanth asked me to take a look at a page which he found interesting. I must say that it was amazing. The text has been reproduced below. Ode to the Nice Guys This rant was written for the Wharton Undergraduate Journal This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what

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After a lot of trying and searching, I am back to normal - I am living, that is Whether the situation will progress from here or whether it will degenerate, but as of now, I finally find time to breathe look around and waste some time The whole problem with the world is that, thing; everywhere get boring after a short while - When god or nature or whoever created a world, they somehow managed

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"Making love with a woman and sleeping with a woman are two seperate passions, not merely different but opposite. Love does not make itself felt in the desire for copulation, a desire that extends to an infinite number of women, but in the desire for shared sleep, a desire limited to one woman."Unbearable Lightness of Being - Milan Kundera

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After hearing so many complaints about people not being able to post Comments. People getting bored of logging in, and comments not loading, I finally find time to include a comments and track back thingy. Those where the days when blogger did not have a comments option. Now, I dusted the old code and put it back in my blog. Dreamsnm and Rage, Hope this satisfies you.

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Nothing to write. The Mind is in a state of flux. All I think is static. Time stopped. I got a Mail. Then I got another. I got a call. Then I got an SMS. Thoughts still don't flow. Seen a new blog. Lady seems talented. Nice lines of verse. Still no thoughts. It just might be another temporary block. This is the only thing that registered:

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A broad expanse of smooth, water-filmed sand stretches from a grass-line on the left to uneven froth of dying waves on the right; from tips of your toes to the horizon; from the side of your vision, across the nose and off into the distance. Behind you, a dual line of wandering footprints Are the only sign that someone has walked this beach. Leaving clues of size, shoes and speed But no glimmer

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Yesterday, I mistakenly said that Money was the greatest leveler. I am truly sorry. Traffic Lights are the greatest levelers. It is a way of saying: Here is where everyone stops. Everyone.

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Today I realised that, Defence is the best form of offence. Sometimes people can be disgustingly cheap. People will go to any length just to prove a point that need not be proved. Death is not the greatest leveler, money is. Beauty might be skin deep, but it gets you to a lot of places There are actually a lot of people who think i am intelligent and a very very good person One should

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I am still busy, but somehow, i just had to post this. Recently, there was a debate about beauty in Orkut. It is not the first time that someone did this, nor is it unique in anyway, but i felt that i had to say something about it... If my experience counts for anything, i must say that, beauty will take you only so far as the first meeting. You might want to talk to a good looking person, but

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Sitting at office and mulling over an unmeetable deadline, is driving me nuts.. Not because of the fact that I wont be able to meet it, but because I will have to try and meet it, which means i will have to sit my ass in from of this dumb terminal and do something about it. I decided that enough is enough, and added this image as a background, just for the heck of it. You can see the results

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23?, It has been a week. It has been a week since i turned 23, and as i was looking back at the week, i noticed two things. 1. It was a pretty eventful week 2. it was not an eventful week The reason for it being eventful becomes evident once you read the previous posts. Well, good or bad, it was eventful. The reason for it not being eventful is because, i did nothing. Absolutely nothing.

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So says Dipika. One day I had a chance chat with Amrita over Y! Messenger about her some problem with her shoutbox. Once it was done with and installed, Everyone was happy. Hers being one of the blogs that I visit everyday, I happened to Interact with a n couple of people,Laura andDreamsnm. And through Vardan, I happened to Stumble upon another blog byDipika.And then there is a person who

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My Previous post was in part about a Watch, and in greater part about the Lady who has given it to me. This time, the entire post is dedicated to a mind blowing peice of mechano - technology that it would be Pity to call it a watch. It is not a watch - It is the ultimate statement in style, technology and "I Have Arrived". It is the Monaco V4 The V4, uses 13 half-millimeter-wide synthetic

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Now, the posts have been about women, this one is also about one. But then, this time, it is a little different... This friend of mine, who shares my name, sunsign, office, behaviour, height (almost) and quite a lot of other things, gave me this on my birthday... I mean, it looks good in the picture alright, but you have to actually hold it in your hands to feel it. It was as if i had the

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Continuing from where i left off, life definitely seems to be getting weirder and weirder. It seems as if my forecast has women and fights splattered all over it. Just as i concluded typing the post "Pooh, Loser!" (On which Jhanvi posted her views here - which were far more rational than most of the ones i have read) i got into another totally pointless arguement as to why i cannot marry her

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I had some free time at, so i decided to "stumble upon" a few sites. After a few worthless stumbles i hit upon Fuali. I took the test, and my results were thus: I AM 37% ASSHOLE/BITCH!I may think I am an asshole or a bitch, but the truth is I am a good person at heart. Yeah sure, I can have a mean streak in me, but most of the people I meet like me. I AM 61% GEEK!Nerd, Freak, Geek, Dweeb.

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I thought you would like tooo Another One

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We have had a discussion in our language class, around a month ago about work, men, women, and they way life goes on, and the inescapable of question of who should be (is) on top. Looking at vardan's post and interpolating with what happened recently, i just wanted to confirm a few things Men are scared and are women more so? Scared of what? you'd say. Scared of breaking the

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The past few days have been pretty hectic. There is one question which has been running at the back of my mind since the time i started working. At first it was just a noiseless walk, then it worked itself to a trot, now, the thought is galloping and the noise is deafening. How can anyone manage to work for so long, at a single place? I for one, cannot manage to sustain interest for

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I Have finally decided, rather uncharacteristically, to a clean, no frills interface. The Links, the search, tabs, the email subscriptions and all will bew there, but at a later date. Right now, I have been strapped for time. Thanks to a girl at office, who has caught my fancy. Looks like, i also caught hers. We have been talking on the phone till 2 in the morning, spending more time

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It has been 4 days since i updated this blog. Looking at the way things are going, it will be like this for a few days to come. I am contemplating (still) on buying a digicam. Which i might be using for 6 Months and nothing more, so i was wondering if anyone could throw light on the I Cam (www.enteriworld.com). "i" has launched a new digi cam (5.5 Mega Pixels) and i guess it is pretty

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there will be a time, when sleep takes over. The mind is numb, fingers dont fly. The horizon blurs, vision fades, and the darkness starts to envelop. The the earth stops spinning, the ground shakes, there is thunder and then for a while all is silent. As sleep takes over, i try to fight it out, but there is only so much, our will can do against mother nature. as the true meaning of trying to

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I am (was?) feeling unusually chirpy today. Sang a couple of songs half-way to the top of my voice in office, until a window pane gave up its existence. Was cracking jokes, fooling around, pulling legs and irritating people like there was no tomorrow, till the director showed up and threatened to make me give up my existence. Sent around 20 mails to friends and am gettig paid for it. (i was

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Talking Behind the Back This is a copy of a reply which i sent to a friend of mine This is all Bakwaas! i know i shouldnt be saying this behind J's back, but then, since she is not available, i have no other option but to say this. But before reading, a small discalimer. Disclaimer: All the matter typed below may definitely be used for or against me, when in arguement with J. The matter may

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GMail Woes Part II - Mission Unaccessible And the saga continues. I try every possible method. But in Vain, I am not able to access my GMail Inbox. I use Moz Firefox 0.9.1. I tired everything, but it refuses to open. The problem is i dont want to accept defeat and switch over to IE. Part of the reason being that this bloddy @#$%&*!@@ system has IE 5 and i dont want to upgrade to IE 6 or

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Gmail Woes i have been trying like mad, to access my GMail inbox, but it refuses to open. I have tried different system. with the same results. Any idea why? Pop goes the GMail tells me that I have 5 New mails. I can preview them, but i am just no able to get to the inbox. If any one has any idea, do let me know.

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Something About GMAIL and something for me I am hazarding this post, because most of the people whom i know, and read this blog, have a Gmail account by now. While trawling through the web searching for something like Yahoo POP for GMAIL, i found certain links which do just that. For folks who use mozilla firefox, there is a nifty extension, that tells you the number of unread mails in your

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At last, Moms and Dads go one up. A small tech update At last, the media companies have come up with a new format of disks. It is a combination of a DVD and a CD. One side will have the great CD sound that we have all come to know and love while the reverse side will contain video or other types of content needing the large storage capacity of a DVD. Now, all of us, who have tried to explain

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A Drab post - Read if you have nothing else to do in life Warning: The discourse is going to be pretty disjointed. That is the way my thoughts are, for now. It has been a pretty good start to what would usually be a blue day. Early in the morning, I got a call from a gal i like. She had some work, near where i worked, so i got some nice company for the drive. Got to office early, got a call

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Wanted: Luck Yaar, Bahut hogaya! I need to be connected at home. This damn CD-RW canot be trusted, and moving data from home to office via these stupid mediums, Palms, CD is total horsecrap. I am frustrated, tired, angry and every other emotion which can be included under those heads. Nothing seems to be working out. So, as the last resort i am making a plea: Whomsoever reads this, please,

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Developments, If any I have been give this task of compiling a text book on "Bank Marketing". It was given to me semi-prepared. The first three chapters were half done. All they talked about was services marketing in general. The moment i saw it, i thought, "Hmmm, Kid stuff. Pooh". The opinion stayed that way, when i hit upon the 7th chapter. What looks like a seemingly simple chapter, is

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Nothing Worth anyone's while I have a feeling that my hard disk is soon going to be redundant. I used to take pride in my 140GB hard disk, but looking at the way the email accounts are going, they are either going to go bust trying to provide space, or my hard disk is going to be redundant. Taking a tally of the online space i have, 4 Gmail Accounts, 2 Yahoo accounts, 2 Rediff accounts, 1

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For Prayush Hey Teju, I am Charu, Prayush's friend. Well i have to tell Priyanka something, but since we don't know her id/phone-no you are the only way. Please tell her that Prayush is no more. We all people went for surfing and he was struck underwater.His brain suffered multiple injuries. He was declared dead on the spot. I know its bad on my part to ask you to give such bad news but we have

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Another day in paradise? I realised that it has been quite some time since my last post. 5 days1 i didnt realise that i was so busy. The main problem is that there has been some problem with my net connection at home. I has been totally out since that past 5 days and partially down since that past 10 days. My ISP has been asking me time till the 21st of this month. Iam hoping that My home comp

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Two dogs a cat and a mistaken identity. I will get to the title in a while. My home, recently has become home to mammals other than man. Two Dogs, and a cat with a huge litter have made it their home and a few have to the extent of welcoming guests in their own warm ways. The dogs mentioned are two absolutely docile looking male dogs. The dogs meet every night under my rooms balcony and try

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Encore! Encore! This time I am not bragging about my french skills here. I was just rephrasing Archimedes. I havent discovered anything, but the inevitable just happened. I have this rather nice habit of not giving a damn about the world. As long as i am right (read: as i feel i am right) I just tell that to people Period (another period would be redundant, hence not included) Age, Gender,

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Will the fingers take flight? Once again, I have proof that, work numbs creativity, especially if your work involves being in a cubicle farm all day long. But, after a long weekend, i get the feeling that I am warming up and will soon be doing what i do best. Rave and Rant. I just want to inform you that this form is temporary and dont turn off your attention. As the caution suggests,

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The Final Update The will to write seems to have worn off, it seems as if it just died. My fingers fly over the key borad no more. Words dont flow, thoughts are derailed, the ones on the rails are detached. No conjuctions strong enough can be found to join them... So friends, here is my good-bye. The fingers are refusing to type anymore, my mind refuses to look at things from the other side.

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Five Words Nothing to write.

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Long Day, Long Night, Planning to go out with the lady i like... It rhymes!!! Now i am going to sing this till i meet the lady at the movie hall... Current Book: Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency. Current Music: Enigma's Voyageur and Resurrection by Apocalyptica

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Here I am, Desi "No Fear" Been a day away from computers, So I couldnt post my blog, couldn't check my mails, or do anything generally related to computers, which of course included work. Been to office, Did something which was not even remotely interesting, slipped of to thte library and started reading till 5 PM, when we can leaglly leave the premises. Had lunch and a Road side "Irani

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Seems like a "Blog Holiday" Today definitely seems like a "Blog Holiday". Or maybe everyone else is busy, but then, everyone being too busy is too big a coincidence, even for nature. The reason for my ranting is that all the blogs i check out daily have not been updated yet, and it is not even the weekend, even Chirayu, who tells us when he is not going to office has not posted today... The

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Wasting time, Homosexually. Raj's Blog has a discussion on Homosexuality. Even i have had a few dicussions on this topic, and most often, people cringe at the mention of the word. Not only is it considered a taboo, discussing the topic also seems to be implicitly banned, even among friends and family members. Merely supporting the rights can also lead to you being labelled a "queer". Two

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Source for Tech Books There are a lof of books to be found here and all of them are free. Caution: Some of them are Russian titles.

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Help Needed,This time it is Serious Suddenlly I have realised that the My blogs do not have the Headings as they should be. When i look at the code i see the headings as they should be with the arrows and all.. Can anyone please tell me why?

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Vardan, Love and Breaking-up A Break-up's hardness depends on the substance you were in love with and the duration of the emotional state and the number of times you were in the emotional state before this incident and whether or not you were in love in the first place. Rule 1: Under constant Temperature and Pressure, The better the substance you are in love with the harder the pain will be

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Changing Trains and Names a Confession and a Thank you note. My Trains of thought have been in for an overhaul, and they have been taking quite long. Now i have decided to do something about it, not a well calculated and a carefully taken decision, just a decison, as I always do. I want to change the Name of the Blog. Please dont rush to say Yes or No right now, I promise i will give you

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Of Long Days, Sleepy spells, friends and the list goes on... Today looks like a pretty long day. Heavens... A boring start for a blog, i guess it doesnt deserve any better, the day was just like that. Looking back at what has happened, the day seemed doomed right from the start. The Menu goes thus Starters: - Woke-up 20 Mins late - Didnt Listen to songs while taking a bath

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Him (Dythargor) and the art of life cycle maintenance Late last night, I wanted to put in something about the philoshophy in life, Which as it happens is not mine but one which i like but havent yet put into practice and i have my own doubts whether i will ever do it.... But before putting it down, i was greeted by a friendly Win XP balloon tip, which said: And it remained in that state

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Answers, Changes, Films and Tickets In alphabetical order. Vardan has asked me why i considered him a techie, I havent answered him, partially because i was lazy, and partially because i was even more lazy. So, here is why, When i saw the blog, (the link to which can be found at many places in the page), the first thing i noticed that the title of the blog was linked, and i heard somewhere

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About Invites and Gmail. When I signed up for GMail. I got two invites too. I send them to two people, and both of them are using it like crazy, Unlike my pal Chirayu who is sad that one of his invite went unutilized... But then, things like that happen. As for more invites, this is an excerpt from a reply from the Gmail team. Also, because Gmail is in a limited test period, we

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The missed call... I had this conversation which i forgot to include in the previous post. Me : Hellooow! Caller : Tejuuuu... I just called to say that i was thingking about you Me : Heeeey!!! Thank yooou! Caller : I want to meet you, just pray that i will be able to meet you tomorrow Me : (Chuckling) I sure will. I want to meet you too. Caller : Mera baap kal office nahin gaya tho kaise

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Late Night calls and Planes bouncing on Clouds I was reading a blog that captured my imagination. Nice blog. One look and you know that the guy is a techie. Raj and Chirayu might like the blog too. I learnt the Following. 1. Planes Bounce on clouds 2. 2300 RPM has got something to do with planes. Current Mood : indescribable Current Music: Keyboard clunks Current Food : Mangoes, stupid.

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Finally, a chance to Rant again I have been reading and reading, stuff that's been interesting, boring and downright ridiculous. I rant about most of the things i read, not because i love to talk, but out of a hope that i might encounter another soul who loves reading.... Of late, a few people have been asking me what i have been reading, what i would like to read and what i had already

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Who killed Roger Rabbit? No. Not Me. Again, this is not about a comic bunny being killed, this is about the comments section on my blog. There are a few comments which read " This post has been removed by the author.". I swear on the Holy Bible, Quran, Bhagawadgita and any other sacred work you would want me to, and in any order of your preference that I have got nothing whatsover to do with

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Stratospheric Depths.... A couple of my friends have asked me why i have not been posting anything lately. The casual question makes me feel good, makes me want to write something, but what to write when there is nothing to write? I realised that the answer is in the question itself, if not anything, there is always nothing to write about. Looking at the things around me (read blogs), it

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Do you LOTR? Not actually a real post, but then, for LOTR fans... If you like LOTR, I am sure you would like this piece of music too. No, It doesnt have a virus. Trust me. Here it is Not for people who already have the LOTR CD.

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A Long one, but not my own As i was leafing through old journals i came across a nice piece, it instantly reminded me of people i liked, so here it is.. It is the shy, the really shy ones, who have my admiration. They do not impose force on others: when they speak it is generally because they have something important to say, they listen to our stories right up to the limit of their patience,

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Gawk!! A pseudo haiku suddenly struck me: sitting and leaving is vacate, Shitting and leaving is defecate. No curses in the comments section please... This is dedicated to my friend Sunil, without whom, The place i worked would have been soul less

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Oh No! Yeah. Okay. Ho-Hum. Yawn. But I Stopped. Q: Stopped what? A: Cribbing. If Ma nature gave it to us, we'd rather live with it. I am talking about complications here. C-O-M-P-L-I-C-A-T-I-O-N-S. We are all born with strings attached, so no point wanting anything with none attached. Everything has a string attached, it depends on how we get rid of it, but the mark always stays.

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... of books, novels and obscure authors A couple of days ago, I finished reading a novel called "The Evening Class" By Maeve Binchy. Nice Book. It is like sitting thru a feel good movie all the way. I was wondering when was the last time that you actually picked up a novel of a not so mainstream author? But before that, Do you read at all ? Säge. Las. Erfüllt. Not as laconic as Julius

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Comments on Comments Working hours. Holiday Weather. Sent out a silent scream. All that besides the point. I just wanted to tell you all that, you can see the replies to your comments in the comments section itself. Nothing Else. Work. Aaaargh!

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It has been raining all evening. The weather was pleasant, But the air inside the house was stiflingly humid. The moisture hung in the air like a thick curtain in a musty room. The air was stagnant. There was not even the slightest of breezes, not a leaf ruffled. The rain itself was constant, falling with a constant tattoo, no trace of wind, the drops of water hitting the ground right

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Another Refereshingly Lazy day... Hmmm.... Sunday. Woke up quite early, by sunday standards, by any standards. 7:30AM. Though i usually wakeup at 5:20, it is restricted to weekdays. Went thru the Blogs, and i find a trend, a lot of blogs that i go thru seem to talk about the current rage - Politics. This Blog had a differently similar opinion. Now, for the lack of anything better to write,

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Weekends ought to be like.... Woke up at 11:15. Lazed. Put my status indicator on the blog. Mom came back from her hospital, prepared frech mango pickle. Had a bowlful of hot steaming rice with brand new mango pickle, salivated, drooled and smelled all over it. Managed to eat it, Pet Full, Mind Empty. Want more. Current Music: Pour Some Sugar On Me Current Food: A Mango, In any form Current

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Convention is the mother of necessity Listening to people asking people to think out of the box, is driving me nuts these days. Doesnt normalcy have any say these days? Makerting textbooks do it, personality developers do it, self help books do it, it is the pseudo marketing gurus fave phrase, advertising arena screams about in the ears of everyone who has any. Anyone wondered what will

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..and it happened yet again" The people of India, were called, to choose their fate, and when it counted, the nation rose to the call, and took charge. The world's largest democracy, has chosen, a woman, who was cornered, humiliated and attacked personally, to be their leader. Two thirds of our one billion brothers and sisters, made the choice, yet again proving that, democracy still lives,

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This was the friend who has been putting up with my antics since the past few days... Looks scary, but quite harmless

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The past three days.... My friend has been spending his days here, Been very good ones, though we havent talked much, we have been enjoying eachothers company a lot. Been seeing the best of my days since a long time, i guess they will continue. I guess I am sure. Had a small tiff with a person, whom i started caring about a lot. Patched up. No, there is no patch, we will i guess be better

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The Days have been pretty routine... Blooger has changed, modern and up-to-date. Atlast we have built in comments and the works and to top it all, we can show ourselves or atleast parts of ourselves to the world... Now we need is an option to post photos, as we do in the forums... That would be good.. Waiting for something to happen...

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Reflection. Memories. Remembrances Who ever that said time heals, definitely had it wrong. Over time, memories are sharpened, because they are searched mercilessly, compulsively.. The mind itself doing it, to find a glimmer of hope where there is none, to find comfort in things that aren't to be... Faces with eyes, bodies, emotions keep flashing across the inner screen incessantly.. The

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Was reading.. suddenly realised two things 1. It was one in the morning 2. There is always always hope.... Life is indeed good... I wish to keep living like this

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Learnt two things.... 1. A Man's sexiest attribute is Money. 2. It is a woman's second sexiest.

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Another day.... Yesterday my father returned from hist short trip to Mumbai. Been a good day. Shunned my computer for quite a while. Sent a mail to my best cousin. Sent invites to two people to try on Gmail. Have an interview, the job profile is Marketing with a heavy does of finance. I am dud when it comes to finance. Fingers Crossed. Pop got me a TungstenW Planning to flaunt it big time..

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Nothing much to say.... Had nice icecreams, absolutely delicious mangoes, cleared the french exam. Nice day, nice evening. Talked to someone i really cared for. Not a great talk, but then we atleast talked. Mood : Lately, I've been walking, walking in circles Watching, waiting for something Feel me, touch me, heal me Come take me higher

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Sometimes you get the vague feeling that you are in a time warp Been to a movie. Secret Window. Johnny Depp. Was supposed to be a thriller or something like that, it wasnt, except for a few scenes. Depp was devastating. 5 years before, the movie would have been a runaway jumpaway leapaway hit. Depp is the only cast, uh oh.. there was a dog i guess and a pack of cigarettes somewhere tooo 5

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Normality is disconcerting... Been an unusually normal day. Woke up early. Hit the road, almost landed myself a new job. Almost landed myself a few punches. Hoping the job thing works out. Hoping that the punches dont. Met up a couple of old friends. Discussed the world. Cribbed. Felt good. Returned home. Slept. Woke up after 40 mins of bliss. Met up with a friend. Planned for a movie. Called

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