tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117310642011-10-20T14:45:18.138+05:30... the road to July!Piyushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08658724899207548425noreply@blogger.comBlogger471100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11731064.post-21017717531453803682008-03-17T14:55:00.002+05:302008-03-17T15:11:17.176+05:30

Recently it was my sister, who welcomed the unseen colors of marriage in her life. This gave me a chance to observe the whole phenomena closely and served me with an understanding that, while marriage is one of the most important occasions in the life of two souls (bride and the groom), for the rest of us, it's ultimately an event or yet another gathering. While whole of the family conundrum was

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The other day, I uttered a few words to a new set of friends, though whatever we discussed is immaterial but it fetched me an unexpected reaction, quite unusually. Amarsh - “Man! You sound too pessimistic and sound too good to discourage someone”. It is definitely not easy to accept yourself as a pessimist, how could I? But isn't it the usual belief that being a pessimist is no good and that we

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It should be apparent by now that 'burnout' is something that I've related quite closely to and many others like me must be embracing this ecstatic feeling every now and then.Up until my first realization I had only heard/ read about it but found myself immune enough to shrug the thought away as a superstition or something. But the day it's waves hit the shores, world turns completely Grey, what

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Rasika is finally done with her dreams, something she was always talking about. With it I met a chance to meet a very interesting family, it took no time for them to involve me into their colors. One of the most peaceful marriages of Northern India I'd say.And an experience below.Yesterday I encountered a phenomena - Indian marriages in Northern region are none less than it. Having seen a

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The place to start is ... Meerut city, a small town in India!Left the house at 7:42 am, only 18 minutes more to reach school, to throw the bag in the class and then to rush to the playground for morning prayers."Oh no! There's no time!", now paddling the bicycle triple the speed."Shucks! this chain had to get off the hook only now?"Hurriedly fixed it up and started flying again, Soon crossed that

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Human development is about people, about expanding their choices to lead lives they value. Fundamental to enlarging human choices is building human capabilities: the range of things people can do or be.Scandinavian countries usually do not contribute much to the daily news, thus, the level of awareness about these countries goes minimal in the Asian countries like India. It was while reading a

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Last weekend I hosted two crazy cycle paddlers on a mission of world tour from England; Bish & John at my small flat in Lillehammer.They will be cycling from Newcastle to Norway, across Scandinavia to Russia, china, cross Pacific to Alaska, to Coasts of America to Venezuela and then back home.Wow! It was quite a nice time talking to both of them about array of things compressed in that small

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In the popular side of blogosphere today, it seems everyone is giving out an opinion about something or the other (including me of course). Be it daily news analysis, new ventures, new applications, trends being followed or even Microsoft sheathing through to Y!.Definitely there is nothing wrong in it, nothing to be criticized also. But at the end of the day most of the blogs are just the time

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* Pronounced as "roose"Call them RUSS*, Red RUSS, Partying RUSS, Shouting RUSS, crazy RUSS - it all just means the same thing.Norwegian education SystemThe Norwegian Education system fundamentally has three levels, 10 years of school, then 3 years of Intermediate High School (termed as college here) and then 3 more years of College (termed as High School here). Generally kids start schooling at

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1st May - Labour dayIndeed yet another holiday for many of us. But in Lillehammer it was a little different story. People heartily remembered the labor unions, who fought for the rights of labors with the Judiciary for a long time, eventually got almost an equal status across all kinds of work and bringing salaries more or less on to the same platform. Monday I decided not to go home instead

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Whatever I’m writing here is just an observation. I do not have any personal experience; therefore, I’ve strong reasons to evaluate the situation wrongly.It was a short time back I observed a person or should I say a contemporary father getting annoyed over the misdeeds of an under 3 daughter. A father who says & believes in giving space to each other suddenly reached his peak of temper & seemed

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It was a usual morning prayer; I was chanting the ‘Omkar’ with a good amount of throat open. After completing the prayer, I don’t know why but I was baffled with a random thought, nothing serious but a naughty expression of this perplexed mind. Till date I was chanting all the prayers from within the Indian boundaries, now suddenly I started doing so from the European country. It doesn’t

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It is somewhat true that the individuality of a person makes him feel good either when he is recognized for what he does or when he has an undying faith in himself. What about the people who do not have either? It is very much a possibility for a person to grow and nurture himself without any recognition in anything that he does or with the unfavorable circumstances to make him feel confident

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It is such a common phenomena today that we find ourselves supplemented with someone or the other in our vicinity. This someone you meet could be the one you meet over the pool table regularly after your lunch, someone close to your desk inside the office, someone you meet over a monthly meeting in your city, someone who tracks your blog or whose blog you track quite regularly or someone you

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contd. an evening walk ...(1)Engulfed in his own thoughts, he is exploring the place looking here and there. It is while observing these big trees, standing naked all alone makes him feel welcoming to this place and in their world of silence and loneliness. Suddenly his emotions are spurting up to embrace these trees and he feels like spending some time talking to them, asking them how do they

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... and he looked up again at the wall, its 7:30 pm but he still can notice the reflection of sunlight beneath this clock. This is what he's been doing for last one hour, making himself little restless. Look at the clock then look outside and then look back again at his laptop screen and observe the changes happening in life. He then realizes that there's actually nothing that he can do about it

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... an exercising thoughtThe other day I got to read a saying on scribd & couldn't restrain myself with a thought:"A diamond with a flaw is better than a common stone that is perfect".Cool !!! No doubt sounds pretty interesting to our instincts.It is so natural for any of us to start seeing ourselves as the diamond or the stone for the simple fact that they look like objects here and as a natural

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a nascent thought Life is full of several strange circumstances, strange events, strange experiences that it becomes indispensable to learn lessons from every such situation & experience.These strange experiences are okay if there are no distressing after effects of them but this more often than not don’t happen. Few people are okay with these after effects as they handle them quite elegantly

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Yes I know I’m thinkin’ of you Thinkin’ of you Thinkin’ as I always do.Thinkin’ of those flowers again Flowers I thought of giftin’ you And those flowers are waitin’ still Waitin’ still Waitin’ still for none than you. Yes I know I’m thinkin’ of you Thinkin’ as I always do. Thinkin’ why this distance we have Distance which came unwantedly through And I question myself, what went

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Its just a few days ago I landed up here at a small town in Norway called Lillehammer. Talk to anyone about the city, the first impression you get is that its the place of 1994 Winter Olympic games (which was around 12 of February back in 94). My office is located at Fakkelgården (seems to be the hub of sports athletes during Olympics). The other attraction attached to this place is the

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(Contd. Bangalore to Paris)The journey was more or less okayish except that it was really difficult to sleep on such a long duration flight. I remember how uncomfortable everyone around was as and when I woke up late nights and observed, the girl next seat was struggling with the blanket to let it embrace her from tip to toe and so was I.It was around 2pm IST, the flight arrived here at Paris

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That certainly means that I too got a digicam in my wardrobe. I never thought that I’ll do the research on the model of digicam after getting it purchased. Alright, now I have an Olympus FE-170 model (also known as X-760) which I chose over all other brands & models on the display, solely for the reason that it was the cheapest available then but yes it did look good too. This

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The gang of 'three' (Bhaisaab, Arushi & Rasika) came to drop me at Bangalore Airport. While obliging that last touch with everyone of them, all I felt and told myself was 'Alright, thats okay!' and it was for the first time while starting a journey I felt little emotional (also felt as if it was a little incomplete see-off!).Next the 'International Departure' hall was ready to welcome me with a

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Important: Take it easyThere has been so much known in this world about love that one or two experiences or comments from a novice like me wouldn't even make sense. With my generation it has already been such a common phenomena that I wonder if its the same which people did a generation or two ago. It reminds me of an old song"aapki nazron ne samjha, Pyaar ke kaabil MujheDil ki ae Dhadkan thahar

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Parzania is the non-shoutable pain, unforgettable embedded memories, the love, mapped to a movie, which leaves one sinking with those forgotten thoughts once again.This is one of the most sensible movies I've seen today, the time is approx 1:30 a.m. and I find myself highly impulsive to write something about it. This is after about 2 years it feels this good about watching a movie, last time it

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When you travel from Delhi to Meerut, there's a place mid-way called Modinagar, this place is actually famous for "Shikanji" (only thing i know) - its fundamentally the lemon water with some added sugar, spices etc to make it taste more jazzy, i vaguely remembered "Jain Shikanji" was the first brand name in this space & actually famous for its best taste, flavor and the zing it offers with its

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Lately, with an internet connection up in my room, writing is something keeping me busy more than anything else. Keying in infinite combination of words within a couple of hours is a routine activity now but to derive out the satisfaction out of what I write is still a rare phenomenon. A few observations that I made during this process are:1। Almost every time, composition din't come out the way

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Heard about it, thought about it but in real didn’t ever feel much about it but when I sensed it around, surely wasn't ready to accept, for the simple fact that its’ not expected to encounter ‘this’ so early in life that too at an age full of energy, enthusiasm & the vibrations of several sorts. But what persists will eventually be discovered and then you realize that it has actually creeped in

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Its no fantasized name for a yet another blog entry but the name of the "Sangeet Samaroh" (Music Concert) been conducted last weekend at Chowdiah Memorial Hall Bangalore. The event which I happened to visit quite accidentally and of course fortunately enough as well.The concert was essentially segregated into two sessions:1. Classical Vocals by Pandit Ulhas Kashalkar and his group.2. Santoor

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They say that you learn every moment in this life. Of course, may be, but its only very few moments that you recognize them to be in the same context.Just a few days back, I've had an experience, experience which I heard, thought, imagined couple of times through media only. The experience am sure isn't worth posting here but indeed its' a corporate experience, something which most of us will

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This write-up dates back to March. Left it unfinished then but one simple question let me dig out the similar expressions once again. It’s not the explanation of now or the version of then but the story of every now & then, every such time when one find himself getting entwined into the jumble of so many questions within oneself, am sure even over the limit that one’s mind can sometimes handle

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Shedding tears embarrasses me so much that when I was a child, I tried very hard not to cry, not to cry for any reason, under any circumstance, especially after it is done, everyone seem to look at you so differently, gosh! Eventually try as I might, the tears refused to come on. Never been sure as to how important it was to shed few of them, of course in the first place we are never taught by

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19th June 2006, third Monday of June, remains the date when several individuals flocked together to build a community & Bangalore welcomed Mobile Monday (MoMo) chapter. So much I knew about the initial virtual response, number of attendees was well above expectations, number in sync with the date of release, yes its 19! Does say a lot about the beginning of the chapter! MoMo (Mobile Monday)

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Enough are not the colors to showerenough are not the words to prayremembering that half-moonlight street-walkwhen she still asked me to say Gifted with a guilty feelingNo reasons indeed to layI knew I've missed a momentfeeling everything blue black grey! Hollow emotions all aroundWith dull dead matter and no soundshe heard some ramblingthough my heart was mutethere stood my true palbeing calm &

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It was yet another day and a yet another moment when I was entangled in the web of my own grey matter. Whatever we talk, whatever we discuss, whatever we blame onto each other, the fact is, a person is important in relation to other person, in their usefulness, in the service they render to each other. Unless we understand that completely, we can expect nothing but one sort of misery or

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It was my Delivery Unit Management meeting where the Performance and the Project bonus issues were to be addressed to the team. Presentations were going on though I was already occupied with some of my own mess in mind, although I realized it very much but never expected the senior manager to make a note of it first and second to speak to me about it. Everybody was told how much amount they

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One of my persistent fantasies used to be of sitting in the cafeteria or at the pavement shoppe in campus, almost everytime I'd be thinking stories or the philosophical treatise. I'd raise my eyes to watch the girls going by. I do same from time to time on the street leading to the theatre, amusement parks or even at the fantasy malls.Certainly apart from the gals, married couples too become an

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I had met Nagesh Kukunoor, Ashutosh Gowarikar, Khalid Mohd., Mahesh Dattani & Chandrashekhar Nagathihalli. All icons in their field. The only thing I carried by the EOD is immense energy & recharged vision. Indeed everyone had their own importance but I personally could relate to the life of Nagesh Kukunoor the most, none of the weekend goes away when, while working with my movie stuff I don't

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Something that I never considered genuine enough to go for - GRE - during my campus days, has kept my nerves intact at present. Half a year out of college, the same time being in corporate ambience - the world of processes, applications, cubicle affairs, office politics, backstabbing corporate weirdos & talks building up with an attitude of "Us Vs They". "Us" being the self, "They" being a

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No matter how strong a person you are, there are times when even the strongest of your sense will find itself uneasy, everything around seems noisy, unknown revulsion dominates mind, silence remains the most wanted companion and if you try reasoning out, Warning! You might end up knowing that you are in the course of depression, albeit it has its own taste :). But am in general concerned about

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Since the day I tried my hands at python, I found myself glued to its very nascent and distinct taste n' its been always enthusiastic to explain how good this language is! But everytime what I realized is that the explanation kept on stretching as much I tried to abstract it or rather tried to explain it in as less words as possible. Now Let us take a look down;Does this need a better explanation

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This subject by it nature expects a cosmic scene-to-scene summary of the events that have had occurred with me on the very first day but for me it is more about the scientific sentiments and a collective thought process which held me into the best of my moods and attire I think I have ever been into.Not only it was just the first day but unified with a sentiment of my first job of life. If am

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Okay … Its time to document a bit about my subsequent winning acting venture “Love Actually” – A performance packed melodrama. Vipanchika ‘05 had an extra pressure on IT’ans as it was a Hat Trick prospect with taking hold of the champions’ Trophy indeed for our “English Skit” as well. Hence, we started with certain eye-catching titles but the mere remembrance of the last upshot was keeping

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Here goes a brief memorial description about a wonderful skit that I was an integrated part of during VIPANCHIKA ’04 – An inter branch Arts festival at CUSAT campus. It was about 12 hours delay with the skits presentation on stage when the show began at around 12:00 midnight; I personally found the then ambiance much better than had the skits been presented all through noon. Thanks to CUBSA

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Timothy John “Tim” Berners Lee – Mystery Man Nothing to say sometimes; sums up lot more than what many can brief at many times. Tim Berner’s Lee is one of those grand personas, whom I’ve esteemed since the days when I understood the internet world. And nothing but that silent appreciation indeed pleads me to trap something about him into my collections. This compilation certainly worth as

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Richard M. Stallman@CUSAT

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Much early I read “How a person masters his fate is more important than what his fate is”. And only lifetime examples substantiate such sayings, making them believable forever. Although interaction with this amazing “Human Professional” justified innumerable sayings but that’s just one part of it, a person whose every part is magnificent whether it be his fate or the way he’s been behind it. >>A

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