<?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-19572123</id><updated>2012-01-30T13:38:19.103-08:00</updated><category term='Sex and the city'/><category term='Room tales'/><category term='in-laws'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='navratri'/><category term='Nephew'/><category term='Akash'/><category term='Love'/><title type='text'>Saumya's World</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-8450176103376690686</id><published>2011-08-01T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T06:38:50.993-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nephew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Akash'/><title type='text'>Akash...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_quswvl="130"&gt;The rain god delivered the most beautiful gift to my family exactly a year back and life has never been the same ever since ! Our conversations start and end with Akash. He lives upto his name, where literally, sky is the limit and life is full of endless possibilities.This is for you little imp...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Modified from the Sound of Music :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you solve a problem like Akash?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you catch a cloud and pin it down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you find a word that means Akash?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A flibbertijibbet! A will-o'-the wisp! A clown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many a thing you know you'd like to tell him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many a thing he ought to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how do you make him stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And listen to all you say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you keep a wave upon the sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how do you solve a problem like Akash?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you hold a moonbeam, a piece of the sky in your hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&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/19572123-8450176103376690686?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8450176103376690686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=8450176103376690686' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/8450176103376690686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/8450176103376690686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/08/akash.html' title='Akash...'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-3943366450143579680</id><published>2010-06-08T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T22:03:32.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Appa-Amma to Appu and Aishu</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This is a poem written by dearest sis R for Patti. I take the liberty of publishing it here for two amazingly strong girls.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is the left shoulder that she sits on?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whispering words of courage into my ear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"How can I ever be gone,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you are right here?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am your guardian angel, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More now than you ever knew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am still praying and fighting&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To make all your dreams come true.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are my best child&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No one can better be&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am immortal because of you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Because you love me, dont you see?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can never be gone,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For you are but a reflection of me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am always around,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By living you sustain me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dont despair my lovely child&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Take in the light, the wind and the sea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am you and everything around you,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I could not closer to you be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With all our love today and always, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Affectionately Amma-Appa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-3943366450143579680?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3943366450143579680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=3943366450143579680' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/3943366450143579680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/3943366450143579680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2010/06/from-appa-amma-to-appu-and-aishu.html' title='From Appa-Amma to Appu and Aishu'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-1638903236231290682</id><published>2010-05-20T22:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T22:13:44.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu Kahan Chupa hai hame ye bata!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-header"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  I never imagined the worst nightmares could come true.Never thought that hope could vanish in a second. There is one thing that I blindly held on to, Faith. Seems like it does not exist. Or it has chosen to ignore us. I am losing my ability to pray because I fear that there is no one listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noor e khuda&lt;br /&gt;Aaj kal tu kahan hai ye bataa&lt;br /&gt;Kya ye sach hai ke tu hai humse khafa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-1638903236231290682?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1638903236231290682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=1638903236231290682' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/1638903236231290682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/1638903236231290682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2010/05/tu-kahan-chupa-hai-hame-ye-bata.html' title='Tu Kahan Chupa hai hame ye bata!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-7763854448755357805</id><published>2010-02-18T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T02:40:52.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mowgli</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have just heard of the experience from my Mom. She says it was the happiest feeling . I have heard endless stories of her priceless moments with her first bundle of joy . How she took her in her arms when she was a day old, how she invented games for her , how everyone in the family has that one special pic with her in the 1980 Tshirt , how she is still the first child for each one in the family and the rest of us a distant second ! Today as I stand at the threshold of the same event , I can barely contain my excitement and love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Welcome to the Ramachandran Family little Mowgli and I'm sure you are going to snatch away the most loved child title from your Mom!!&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/19572123-7763854448755357805?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7763854448755357805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=7763854448755357805' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/7763854448755357805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/7763854448755357805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-and-sad.html' title='Mowgli'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-8826698771611244956</id><published>2010-02-17T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T03:40:57.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Low Calorie Cooking - Recipe 1- Soya Granules Aloo tikki</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dBeTGIF6dI/S3vVKrFOJOI/AAAAAAAABnk/NjvxdPHTkFs/s1600-h/16022010046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439175354320037090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dBeTGIF6dI/S3vVKrFOJOI/AAAAAAAABnk/NjvxdPHTkFs/s320/16022010046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now the common misconception is potato is fattening and soya is healthy. This is just partly right. Boiled Potato has zero fat while Soya has quite a bit of fat. Infact my trainer made me have a boiled potato every morning in my good old days of gymming.Soya has protein and Potato has only carbohydrates. So I thought of making a perfect meal of protein,fat and carbs . So here goes the recipe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Soya Granules(Ruchi) : 1 cup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Boiled Potato(with salt) :2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Ginger Garlic paste : 1 tsp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Cumin(Jeera) Powder : 1 tsp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Chaat Masala : 1 tsp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) Green Chillies: 1 finely chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) Lemon Juice : 2 tsp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) Salt,Pepper and Sugar : as per taste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) Cream (Optional) : 1 Teaspoon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) Bread : 2 Slices&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11) Bread Crumbs/ Rava(Semolina)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12) Boiled Green peas/cabbage/carrot (with salt)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;13) Oil : 1/2 tsp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Method&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Boil 4 cups of water and bring to boil. Add salt to the water so as to just about flavour the granules.This should be approximately 1 teaspoon.Put in Soya granules into the boiling water and cook for 5min. Remove from fire drain excess water and wash with cold water. Squeeze out all excess water and keep aside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) In a wide bowl mash together the boiled potatoes,boiled peasand/or carrot and/or cabbage, soya granules,ginger garlic paste,cumin powder,chaat powder,chillies,lemon juice,salt,sugar,pepper and cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Soak the bread slices in water , squeeze out water and mash them along with the soya-potato mixture. This binds the mixture.Check all seasoning again at this stage and add as desired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Make palm size tikkis/flat cylinders and roll them over the rava/breadcrumbs. You can make bread crumbs by toasting bread pieces and grinding them in a mixer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5)Now since this is a low calorie dish, get a non stick pan on the stove and add 1/2 tsp oil to it. Take a half cut onion and use the flat end to spread the oil evenly on the pan. Now cook the tikki in this pan on a low flame with a cover. Flip till both sides have browned well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) Serve hot with green chutney&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS : Please ignore the shape of my tikkis :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/19572123-8826698771611244956?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8826698771611244956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=8826698771611244956' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/8826698771611244956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/8826698771611244956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2010/02/low-calorie-cooking-recipe-1-soya.html' title='Low Calorie Cooking - Recipe 1- Soya Granules Aloo tikki'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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/_3dBeTGIF6dI/S3vVKrFOJOI/AAAAAAAABnk/NjvxdPHTkFs/s72-c/16022010046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-7861309399587869530</id><published>2009-11-25T02:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T08:25:44.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaadi Chronicles - 2</title><content type='html'>On the Gtalk window at 11 am when both of us are usually busy cribbing about long meetings&lt;div&gt;R : Love You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R : Sorry Wrong Window &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I land on a Friday night on the much awaited weekly flyback to meet R after a week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Hi Sweetie, Missed you and am so glad to be back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R:  You know Ismail got eliminated,Thank God Tanaaz and Bakhtiyaar are saved !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After shopping for loads of low calorie stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R : You know right both of us are like super fat now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Yeah.. I am going back to my low carb diet, no sweets , no fried stuff and am doing the Jillian Michael 30 day fat shred&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 min later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R : Can I taste the Belgian chocolate flavour ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me : I think I'll have the blueberry cheesecake flavor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/19572123-7861309399587869530?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7861309399587869530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=7861309399587869530' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/7861309399587869530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/7861309399587869530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/shaadi-chronicles-2.html' title='Shaadi Chronicles - 2'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-2347277292414886454</id><published>2009-09-28T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T07:58:34.191-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in-laws'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='navratri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Outcast(e)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Navratri has a special place in my heart . Being the women lib types, nine days dedicated to the female form has to be one of my favourites . Married into an Assamese family this festival now has greater importance and this Navratri was spent with the in-laws.I thoroughly enjoyed the pampering,was thrilled at the gifts waiting for me and loved getting decked up to attend the durga pujo mandals!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Coming back to the title of the blog; On the 9th day Tamilians celebrate Saraswati Puja. This day has people getting all their academic books out ,praying to the goddess to give them 'buddhi' and calling the neighbours home for 'vetla pak'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So FIL and MIL were called by a Tamilian family in the building for vetla pak . They innocently informed the neighbour that they too had a Tamil speaking member in the family , Neighbour gets excited and forces Husband and me out of our evening beauty sleep to come home and take vetla pak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I enter their house, the neighbour-wife pounces on me and starts a continuous chatter in Tamil. I try escaping with the excuse of washing my hands.She follows me quickly to the wash basin and asks me in hushed whispers:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Neighbor Wife(inquisitive look): " Iyer or Iyengar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me ( wondering how that matters) : " Ehh .. Iyer"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Neighbor Wife ( concerned look) : How do you manage with the food? Who cooks at home? Must be difficult na with non veg and all? Whenever you are here visit our place, you can have the food you really like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me ( Smile Feebly) : Thanks &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I shouldn't have just smiled . I wanted to tell her that I love the food at the in-laws place. First, cos MIL is a great cook and she makes everything with great love . Second I really like Bong/Assamese food specially the non vegetarian fare. I do not miss the Tam food  cos I never liked it much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And most importantly however innocent her question might have been, how does it matter if I an Iyer or Iyengar and is that the question you want to ask someone who has come to your home for the first time! What if I wasn't from either of the sub castes? I sometimes marvel at the fact that 60 years post independence such definitions that have lead to continuous division of our society, still matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-2347277292414886454?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2347277292414886454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=2347277292414886454' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/2347277292414886454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/2347277292414886454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/outcaste.html' title='Outcast(e)'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-1479947362850248909</id><published>2009-08-27T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T11:26:25.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaadi Chronicles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;R and me walking on the most crowded street of the city&lt;/div&gt;Me to R : I think I need a diamond ring from you&lt;div&gt;R: Fair Enuf.. But you have to do something for me in return ..(with a glint in his eye)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me( suspicious) : Ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R:Go dancing till the mall ( which was 200 metres away)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me taken back a lil .. regain my composure...take a deep breath and tell myself ,"Afterall I am doing this for my best friend"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dance away till the mall .. recreating the thunder thigh actress dancing era for the onlookers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.. Look back victoriously at R&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R: No grace... you call this dance!!!No ring for bad dancers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moral of the Story : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Listen to your Mom when she forces you into learning classical dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Do not marry a cheat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-1479947362850248909?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1479947362850248909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=1479947362850248909' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/1479947362850248909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/1479947362850248909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/shaadi-chronicles.html' title='Shaadi Chronicles'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-5357381626216905594</id><published>2009-07-15T07:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T08:06:50.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bias!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My batch mate ( both of us are from one of the better B Schools in India) said, " I will never date a girl  from the IIMs even if I get the chance cos she will always be better off than me"&lt;br /&gt;The statement got me thinking. Would a girl from my batch say that about a guy from the IIMs.. I doubt if she would.But would the same girl hesitate to date a guy from a lesser acclaimed academic institution.. I think she would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why do such biases still exist. Has the society entrenched them in our mind so deeply that inspite of education,awareness and global exposure we get trapped in them..!&lt;br /&gt;Even today the prize catch for a smart, educated and independent girl is a guy from the IIM/IITs who earns more than her. The qualities of supposed intelligence and current/future prosperity override the lesser important qualities of care,understanding and even compatibility at times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The criteria that the guy has defined for the girl also hasn't changed that much ... working being an addition to fair,slim,beautiful and homely .. to help him have a better life style!I have never seen a guy aspire for a girl who is better of than him academically or economically .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end with a classic case...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A plump girl with an IIT/IIM background earning a 7 digit salary would still bear the brunt of rejection on account of her weight by most of the guys..&lt;br /&gt;And a plump boy with the same credentials will also be rejected albeit by  a handful of girls...&lt;br /&gt;He will most definitely be lapped up by zillions of others!&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/19572123-5357381626216905594?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5357381626216905594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=5357381626216905594' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/5357381626216905594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/5357381626216905594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/bias.html' title='The Bias!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-1351032644382972911</id><published>2009-06-09T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T00:13:24.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealousy!</title><content type='html'>I am jealous of women with a face and body to die for without much of effort...&lt;br /&gt;I am jealous of people who own swanky houses by the virtue of rich parentage...&lt;br /&gt;I am jealous of people for whom writing comes naturally and words just flow...&lt;br /&gt;I am jealous of people who can set any dance floor burning without any training...&lt;br /&gt;I am jealous of people who can create music that can make zillions swoon to their tunes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I am the most jealous of people who are not jealous of anyone !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For people who understand who Marathi..&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TgnFBQCDS2Y&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-1351032644382972911?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1351032644382972911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=1351032644382972911' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/1351032644382972911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/1351032644382972911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/jealousy.html' title='Jealousy!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-6351731012353684079</id><published>2009-05-14T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T05:16:02.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness and R</title><content type='html'>April 23rd…. The day I had been planning out for six months right from the insignificant clutch to the ultra expensive (strictly by my standards) saris … yes it was my wedding day!!&lt;br /&gt;I had looked at a 100 beauticians before resigning myself rather grudgingly to a mediocre one…was unsure about the venue itself due its unattractive location… had high doubts regarding the decorator… and was paranoid about the living arrangements for R’s family... And to top it all the power supply decided to play truant midway through my makeup session…In short I knew we were heading towards a disaster&lt;br /&gt;As I walked into the wedding hall in all my fineries and mind full of wedding logistics issues, I saw R standing there smiling… and suddenly all the planning for six months seemed irrelevant …&lt;br /&gt;I don’t remember how the mandap looked or the food tasted… I didn’t care how fat I looked in the sari or how white I looked in the makeup… All I remember is it was one of the happiest days of my life and all that I planned for didn’t contribute one bit to it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-6351731012353684079?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6351731012353684079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=6351731012353684079' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/6351731012353684079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/6351731012353684079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/happiness-and-r.html' title='Happiness and R'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-5868961916417530722</id><published>2009-03-28T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T12:36:55.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry</title><content type='html'>After ages comes an album with real poetry ... Do listen to Gulal's sound track&lt;br /&gt;A few of my favourites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;man kare so pran de jo man kare so pran le&lt;br /&gt;wahi to ek sarva shaktiman hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vishwa ki pukar hai ye&lt;br /&gt;bhaagwat ka saar hai&lt;br /&gt;ki yuddh hi to veer ka praman hai&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kauravon ki bheed ho ya&lt;br /&gt;pandavon ka need ho&lt;br /&gt;jo lad saka hai wahi to mahaan hai&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another one&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;alim yeh kehta wahan ishwar hai,&lt;br /&gt;Faazil  yeh kehta wahan allah hai,&lt;br /&gt;Kabur yeh kehta wahan issa hai,&lt;br /&gt;Manzil yeh kehti tab insaan se ki,&lt;br /&gt;Tumhari hai tum hi sambhalo yeh duniya,&lt;br /&gt;Yeh ujde hue chand baasi charago,&lt;br /&gt;Tumhare yeh kale iraado ki duniya,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-5868961916417530722?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5868961916417530722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=5868961916417530722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/5868961916417530722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/5868961916417530722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/poetry.html' title='Poetry'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-5593772325036138373</id><published>2009-03-26T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T11:19:59.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams turining into Reality...</title><content type='html'>DG,TG and me have morning discussions on how to avoid going to work with possible situations...&lt;br /&gt;Marksheets collection,Caution Money collection- Category - Post MBA Rigmarole- Can be used once in 2 months&lt;br /&gt;Stomach Ache, Dysentery,Fever - Category-Illness - Can be used often&lt;br /&gt;Deposit Submission/ Collection, House Hunting -Can be used once in a year&lt;br /&gt;Roommate locking you in the room - Category -Unimaginable- One can only dream of it and can never be used&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But didn't I tell you KG is an angel in disguise  .. ( What with her skills in magic and saree price estimation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes our dream did come true!!!! :):) ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-5593772325036138373?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5593772325036138373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=5593772325036138373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/5593772325036138373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/5593772325036138373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/dreams-turining-into-reality.html' title='Dreams turining into Reality...'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-1286492769655787205</id><published>2009-03-18T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T07:50:15.037-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Room tales'/><title type='text'>Sorry about Saree!</title><content type='html'>Scene 1&lt;br /&gt;DG,TG ( name courtesy WSW) and yours truly go shopping... DG buys a very heeeppp saree for rs 2400 onnnnly! What a steal we think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 2&lt;br /&gt;DG proudly shows off the saree to KG... KG gives a quick look as though making a mental note of the zari used and work done... 'Not a rupee more than 1200' she announces with confidence that would make Obama jittery ! DG is crestfallen .. as a parting gift KG says' You always like such dull colours na'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 3&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly returns after the most important shopping trip of her life... She went to a store that sounds suspiciously like a 'fake female' ... best for sarees from the part of the country that her ancestors hail...&lt;br /&gt;Returns home with ' the saree' ... She tells TG the price who suffers from a minor heart attack... gulps some water and recovers... TGs chest still pains... so she takes the saree to KG ... KG this time a lil unsure but still with confidence equivalent to Mrs Obama says ' Some where about Rs 2500!' TG lets out a wild scream... her chest pain has disappeared in a jiffy... Yours truly has collapsed by then...&lt;br /&gt;TG goes to KG and manages to whisper ' Jus multiply that figure you quoted by 10'&lt;br /&gt;and as I lay on the floor choking KG in her true style gives me a parting gift ' You guys wear such boring stuff for your marriage..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 4&lt;br /&gt;DG is now elated ,for she is the lesser affected victim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 5&lt;br /&gt;3 Girls taking a solemn oath:We  will never show our Sareeees to KG!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-1286492769655787205?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1286492769655787205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=1286492769655787205' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/1286492769655787205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/1286492769655787205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/sorry-about-saree.html' title='Sorry about Saree!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-6063336252930305131</id><published>2009-03-09T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T06:12:05.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I am doing in 2009?</title><content type='html'>What I am reading( rather have read)...&lt;br /&gt;Interpretation of a Murder- Jed Rubenfeld : Sigmund Freud is one of the characters and revolves around the Oedipus Complex... has a promising start and a very convoluted end...worth a read for an introduction to Freud's theories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collected Short Stories-Kalki : The translation from Tamil does not sound quite right and the twist at the end of every story is cliched. Yet the book works and how! It takes you back to the freedom struggle,woman emancipation and abolition of untouchability and shows the reader what it takes to be a true leader and a revolutionary! An ideal gift for Muthalik and Co.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tales of Beedle the Bard - J.K.Rowling : Pls Pls rush to the nearest store and get the Jataka Tales instead... The notes by Dumbledore are quite nice though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Japanese Wife - Kunal Basu : After reading this I almost gave up on Indian Authors until.... I read...&lt;br /&gt;Haroun and the Sea of Stories - Salman Rushdie : Alice in Wonderland meets Arabian Nights meets the Indian Subcontinent... Rushdie's first children's book takes you the fascinating world of stories and draws parallels to the political games of the subcontinent... How I wish there was really a Sea of stories ... would love to swim in that ocean forever :)!&lt;br /&gt;Liar's Poker and Snowball is what I am going to pick up next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am watching..&lt;br /&gt;MTV Roadies whatever season or version... It is bitchier, it is uglier and it is in Australia(some saving grace)...Roadies reached a new low yesterday with the girls kicking each other and hurling abuses that would put the Amboli taporis to shame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balika Vadhu ... One more saas bahu saga set in Rajasthan  I thought... Instead of a black girl a young girl... but this soap has  really surprised me ... understated yet powerful performances,a strong storyline with stronger messages and no exaggerated closeups and background music.. Balika Vadhu is here to stay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filmfare Awards... Drooled at Katrina Kaif's blazing orange gown and went awwww with A.R.Rahman's ever so unassuming demeanor in the awards...The 'Big'gies and the 'King's should take a quick lesson in true humility from him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am eating...&lt;br /&gt;The same boring unpalatable low carb food... chicken breasts, steamed fish and veggies,protein shakes... Yesterday was an exception though.. went out to treat myself at Banana Leaf to a fare of appam and stew ... and I guess Hell Hath no fury like a Dieting Stomach scorned.. threw up everything in the night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am wearing...&lt;br /&gt;Clothes of smaller sizes... marginally small... still light years away from the elusive small size ... but what the hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am listening to&lt;br /&gt;Delhi 6- A R Rahman... what else and who else!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am working on....&lt;br /&gt;..............................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-6063336252930305131?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6063336252930305131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=6063336252930305131' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/6063336252930305131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/6063336252930305131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-i-am-doing-in-2009.html' title='What I am doing in 2009?'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-93789167458784688</id><published>2009-02-20T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T04:39:12.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaipur se nikali gaadi....</title><content type='html'>An inbox full of wedding invites has forced a non traveller and ' i hate dressing up' person like me put on my fineries( if you could call them that!) and travel to distant places ( We Mumbaites believe anything beyond a 10 km radius of Mumbai is far off!!) ...&lt;br /&gt;One of these distant places this week turned out to be the Pink City of Jaipur for dearest H's much awaited shaadi..&lt;br /&gt;My first visit to Jaipur was also for a wedding but I couldn't get time to absorb the city as most of the time was spent in a Dev D type alcohol and smoke haze that precedes every Bakar Gang marriage... (H and me belong to a gang called The Bakars )&lt;br /&gt;The city itself had a very Delhish feel to it... with cycle rickshaws , decent roads , women with lipstick on even in the sabzi market and a nice chill in the air.... what made it different was.. the surprisingly un lecherous men who went about their daily chores without a glance at the pretty women walking on the streets.. the women themselves though decked up had a very innocent and endearing air about them... the streets filled with what I think were Banjarans in absolutely exquisite jewelery talking in a tongue I had just heard in movies...&lt;br /&gt;The bazaars are a girl's dream come true and it was love at first sight with over a zillion items that adorned the shops in the tiny lanes... The Lakhi Jhumkas,the multicoloured gemstones, the kurtis at throwaway prices, the delicate handwoven bed covers, the trinkets oozing of an explosive combination of colours and shapes and finally the grand,bright and absolutely royal ghagras were a delight for the eye and the mind... This was my neverland :):)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now coming to the wedding itself. It was a Marwari wedding in all its splendor and grandiose.. Ladies draped in a riot of colors...rustic and foot tapping Rajasthani music wafting through the air and the graceful dance by the women that can make even someone like me ( 10 left feet) want to move my hips and feet like there is no care in the world... The hospitality was royal to say the least. We were fed like we had just broken a fast and yes we responded with the same fervour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding ended at 4 in the night/morning ( and I thought only Tams got married at weird hours of the day!) and a certain non groom H provided the wedding a brilliant snory musical score pitching it right for all the important rituals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next visit I hope would give me chance to explore the other side of Jaipur... its heritage and architecture!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-93789167458784688?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/93789167458784688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=93789167458784688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/93789167458784688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/93789167458784688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/jaipur-se-nikali-gaadi.html' title='Jaipur se nikali gaadi....'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-7914570059667973978</id><published>2009-01-29T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:15:54.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Moment</title><content type='html'>I crib about working on a 800 slider ppt... I crib about about my eyes watering and fingers twitching by the  sheer amount of Ctrl C and Ctrl V done in a span of one hour...I crib about doing such ordinary work that even  your average joe would feel like a star...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young engineer walks by the cabin... stops for a second ... comes into my cabin and tells me " Your analysis on blah blah really helped us negotiate better and I must say your excel skills are amazing could you teach me a few tricks...And could you tell me where you did your MBA from... how did you get into consulting...".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cribbing melts away and gives room to a zillion watt smile.... My own lil ' oh my god she's a hot shot consultant ' moment! I can now be laid off in peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-7914570059667973978?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7914570059667973978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=7914570059667973978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/7914570059667973978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/7914570059667973978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-moment.html' title='My Moment'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-2540651683176735584</id><published>2009-01-20T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:04:27.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>21st Century?</title><content type='html'>2 MBA Grads fretting over a lost piece of clothing... suspect the house help of stealing it and replacing it with a neatly darned one ... probably cos she wanted a new one... ( replacing funda difficult to digest but imaginable).. so 2 things ... the lost clothing and the neatly darned replica of the same that has made a mysterious appearance into the house... DG ( the MBA grad whose clothing has been robbed) tries the replica and fits her perfectly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discussion gets serious... KG whispers "  I think she wants  to do some kind of black magic... she robbed your clothing to cast a spell on you ... you should never be rude to such ppl! My Mom always tells me pls pls keep your clothes safely at home ( not cash, not your cards , not your laptop but your clothes)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I overhear this ...think DG must be on the floor in peals of laughter... DG gasps " Really !!  Im so scared... what should be done now... " Discussion moves onto possible remedies and when I go and chide them for being so regressive and unscientific... DG gives a gem " Science is based on hypothesis so its as vague as black magic " ( wotever happ to observations, corroboration and inferences)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night ended with weird discussions on astrology, blowing on hair before throwing it away,stepping on a lime and DG rushing to the bathroom for a bath to cleanse herself of the microorganims for that the NDR (Neatly Darned Replica  duh!) might be carrying from the househelp's shanty(huuurrrraaaaaay the slim ray of  scientific and rational thinking !!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-2540651683176735584?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2540651683176735584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=2540651683176735584' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/2540651683176735584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/2540651683176735584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2009/01/21st-century-woman-power.html' title='21st Century?'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-7974660688949572608</id><published>2008-12-15T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T00:18:24.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Literally Literary!</title><content type='html'>Picked up this post from a tag thrown open to all and the Oil companies strike has given be some free time at home to complete it... Would declare it as my almost fav tag jus behind 'fav 10 tracks' tag&lt;div&gt;My top 10 fav literary characters:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)Karna : According to me the hero of the greatest epic ever!!!Stood for courage,loyalty and genorisity... my dream man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)Krishna: He would have been the best politician today...mastermind behind the epic war and then gave us  one of the deepest yet simplest way of leading a happy life... karma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3)Jeeves : I dont think I need to elaborate here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Hassan : The sucker of selflessness that I am Hassan stands tall above all literary characters..except Karna maybe who was more believable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5)Scarlett O Hara : This seemingly selfish and cunning lady I believe, is the best example of grit and optimism in the world of literary characters... her last line "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;After all, tomorrow is another day" in my opinion pips " Frankly speaking dear, i care a damn" for the numero uno spot in the best line in the book competition!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) William Brown: Ah noone has made me laugh more than him in my school days..Hats off to Richmal Crompton for creating such a lovable character&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7)Dumbledore: The headmaster with the half moon spectacles was actually ' the one' in the Potter series..bigger than the protagonist himself .... I dont think the book should ever make a comeback now that he's gone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) Claudine : She hated the sports class in St Clares...jus like me!! :)... She was brazen, looked down upon the English sense of righteousness and yet so warm... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) Tenali Raman and Birbal : One a jester , one a minister.. both of em  sharp,witty and funny ...always marvelled at the way they solved their king's problem in the uniquest of ways... they might have existed in reality.. but stories of their wit and intellect have made them unforgettable characters in Indian children's literature... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10)Mersault : The central character  of " The Stranger" and my favorite amongst my recent reads... His indifference,emotional detachment and remorselessness are metaphors of the world we inhabit  ... So shallow yet so profound.; Mersualt makes you rethink about all the social absurdities that define our so called evolved human sensibility !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);  line-height: 25px;font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);  line-height: 25px;font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/19572123-7974660688949572608?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7974660688949572608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=7974660688949572608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/7974660688949572608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/7974660688949572608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/literally-literary.html' title='Literally Literary!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-9059360953418549364</id><published>2008-11-29T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T19:44:08.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My City</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I sit here in an alien country counting the days to get back to India...It my city again... a mockery of its spirit, a mockery of its multi cultarilism , a mockery of its open arms..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel anger, pain ,sorrow ... but the feeling that engulfs me and is killing me is the one of helplessness...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I face questions here.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This happens very often in India doesn't it??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why do u look so tense ... Mumbai always gets back to normalcy!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;People talking to me about partying on this day of tragedy like I come from a militancy infested state!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why is India always blaming its neighbour?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why didn't we talk about 9/11 in the same breath ... like a normal terrorist attack....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Because the country made it a big thing... because the common man questioned it... because he thought only if he lived and died in dignity could he demonstrate his true spirit!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know its a matter of livelihood... but without ' live' there is no meaning to the word...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is time we all came out strongly...not just asking questions in our circles but through morchas. through voting, through rallies,public demonstrations,student movements,youth movement....that's how our country got freedom from foreign rule and that is the only way we can get freedom from a weak and indecisive rule!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-9059360953418549364?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9059360953418549364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=9059360953418549364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/9059360953418549364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/9059360953418549364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-city.html' title='My City'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-2320010473456975535</id><published>2008-10-08T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T03:04:01.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaane Kyuuunn!!</title><content type='html'>Am addicted to the latest song from Dostana.. Jaane Kyun.. which sounds suspiciously like the Friends Theme Song... not tune wise but the whole lyrics and concept wise..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lyrics although very banal and highly unpoetic struck a chord with me...Vishal Dadlani has finally given up the wannabe rockstar voice and the tune itself it very catchy.. Loved this part..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(17, 17, 17);   line-height: 19px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jo dil mein taare waare de jaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Wo tu hi &lt;a class="IL_LINK_STYLE" href="javascript:void(0)" style="border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 0, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 255); outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; position: static !important; background-image: none !important; background-repeat: repeat !important; background-attachment: scroll !important; -webkit-background-clip: initial !important; -webkit-background-origin: initial !important; background-color: transparent !important; cursor: pointer !important; display: inline !important; left: 0px !important; top: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-bottom: 1px !important; text-transform: none !important; text-decoration: none; background-position: 0% 50% !important; "&gt;hai &lt;/a&gt;tu hi &lt;span name="IL_SPAN"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo rote rote de hansa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tu hi &lt;span name="IL_SPAN"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt; wohi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Jaane kyun dil jaanta &lt;span name="IL_SPAN"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tu &lt;span name="IL_SPAN"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt; to I ll be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span name="IL_SPAN"&gt;all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.........................................................................................................................................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the vulgarity..err..reality show front... Monica  Bedi has made a come back into 'the house'!!!! I was hoping it would be poor man's Rakhi Sawant,Sambhavana... so that Roomie and me could get more cheap thrills watching B grade actresses fight  for 'whos more upmarket' title and UPDE ; Ugly Public Display of Everything(Payal's intolerable voice, Unfit Rahuls bare chest, and Raja's  ' for haven's sake' language)..Anyways back to dearest desh drohi Monica.. .. its time for the biggest love triangle ever... so pls dont miss today's episode!!! ( No Big Boss does not pay me... surprising no!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/19572123-2320010473456975535?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2320010473456975535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=2320010473456975535' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/2320010473456975535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/2320010473456975535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/jaane-kyuuunn.html' title='Jaane Kyuuunn!!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-3205526862980937806</id><published>2008-09-28T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T01:40:33.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Tag!</title><content type='html'>1. What is your occupation right now? Consultant&lt;br /&gt;2. What color are your socks? Right now no socks on otherwise white&lt;br /&gt;3. What are you listening to right now? Water in the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;4. What was the last thing that you ate? Breakfast.. Sevai with Rajma ( I know... weird combination!!)&lt;br /&gt;5. Can you drive a stick shift? No&lt;br /&gt;6. Last person you spoke to on the phone? Aparna&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you like the person who sent this to you? Yess !&lt;br /&gt;8. How old are you today? 25&lt;br /&gt;9. What is your favorite sport to watch on TV? Tennis&lt;br /&gt;10. What is your favorite drink? Nimbu Paani&lt;br /&gt;11. Have you ever dyed your hair? No&lt;br /&gt;12. Favorite food? Seafood&lt;br /&gt;13. What is the last movie you watched? Yun hota to kya hota&lt;br /&gt;14. Favorite day of the year? 31st Dec - 1st Jan .. I love the New year spirit!!&lt;br /&gt;15. How do you vent anger? Shout /Cry&lt;br /&gt;16. What was your favorite toy as a child? I never played with toys.. but I guess my cooking set.&lt;br /&gt;17. What is your favorite season? Winter all the way... it cold outside and you can get warm and cosy inside with a book and hot munchies&lt;br /&gt;18. Cherries or Blueberries? Cherries . I have never tasted blueberries&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you want your friends to e-mail you back? As in?? If i mail them...?? yes obviously!!&lt;br /&gt;20. Who is the most likely to respond? Rachit&lt;br /&gt;21. Who is least likely to respond? Everyone else&lt;br /&gt;22. Living arrangements? Great&lt;br /&gt;23. When was the last time you cried? Hmm... watching Mumbai meri Jaan&lt;br /&gt;24. What is on the floor of your closet? Nothing&lt;br /&gt;25. Who is the friend you have had the longest that you are&gt; sending to? ??? What?&lt;br /&gt;26. What did you do last night? Watched Big Boss!!! :):)&lt;br /&gt;27. What are you most afraid of being lost? Dignity&lt;br /&gt;28. Plain, cheese, or spicy hamburgers? I dont have hamburgers&lt;br /&gt;29. Favorite dog breed(s): Labrador!!!!&lt;br /&gt;30. Favorite day of the week? Saturday&lt;br /&gt;31. How many states have you lived in? Only one!!! Maharashtra!!&lt;br /&gt;32. Diamonds or pearls? Diamonds&lt;br /&gt;33. What is your favorite flower? Lilies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-3205526862980937806?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3205526862980937806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=3205526862980937806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/3205526862980937806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/3205526862980937806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-tag.html' title='Another Tag!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-2592220900458211976</id><published>2008-09-26T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T01:00:42.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look who's singing!</title><content type='html'>Client site:&lt;div&gt;A voice humming : Loot jaoon Loot jaoon Loot jaaon mai us karz me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Noone reacts initially... continues humming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little later another voice joins in : Hari Om Hari Om Hari Om Om&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I presume they must be joking about Monty exerting his olfactry senses with a vengeance but I hear no giggles.. I turn back to see them singing in  all seriousness .. I act superior shoot them disgusted expressions.. they blush.. I make them feel small by saying stuff like ' o my gawd u even remember the lyrics.. how can you... have some class'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fast forward 2 days:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me pouring over excel sheets full of inventory numbers... suddenly hear a voice singing : Tan Tan Tan Tandoori nights...If loving you is wrong then I dont wanna be right...' Ahhhh not again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel a lil breathless , my nose aches.... I wonder why and  turn around to ask for some water...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find five faces shooting supercilious looks at me with smug expressions which said ' Look who is singing! ' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-2592220900458211976?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2592220900458211976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=2592220900458211976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/2592220900458211976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/2592220900458211976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/look-whos-singing.html' title='Look who&apos;s singing!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-1028078579999118841</id><published>2008-09-10T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T00:37:31.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fishy Affair</title><content type='html'>One more recipe from the ' eat right' stable&lt;br /&gt;This is for the non veggies... fish is an excellent source of protein as we all know and according to me the best thing on the unappetizing diet plate... ( I prefer fish to chicken)&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;2 fish slices/fillets&lt;br /&gt;Ginger garlic paste - 1tsp&lt;br /&gt;Fat free curd - 2tbsps&lt;br /&gt;Salt - as per taste&lt;br /&gt;Tumeric powder - 1/4 tsp&lt;br /&gt;Chilli Powder - 1/4 tsp&lt;br /&gt;Lime juice/Vinegar - 1 tbsp&lt;br /&gt;1) Mix all the ingredients except fish together and make a smooth paste&lt;br /&gt;2) Marinate the fish in this mixture for 15 minutes&lt;br /&gt;3) Get your steamer ready... you can use an idli vessel/or a perforated steamer vessel which is available in most of the stores&lt;br /&gt;4) Place the fish pieces in the steamer vessel and the steamer vessel in ur normal pressure cooker and cook w/o the weight for 20 minutes on a medium flame&lt;br /&gt;5) Alternatively you can also cook the entire thing along with the curd marination (becomes the gravy) in a pan with a tempering of 1/4 tsp mustard oil and mustard seeds&lt;br /&gt;6) Serve with a lil lemon squeezed and have it with brown rice to make a nice meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: The weighing scales show I have lost 5 kilos :):)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-1028078579999118841?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1028078579999118841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=1028078579999118841' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/1028078579999118841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/1028078579999118841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/fishy-affair.html' title='A Fishy Affair'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-6572007340788665781</id><published>2008-09-01T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T22:35:18.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Simple Crush!</title><content type='html'>So everyone(read the female species) has crushes on the toast of the season... Hrithik in Dhoom made girls drool and SRK in DDLJ made every girl mushy like a swamp ..&lt;br /&gt;Stangely my crushes have always been the untoasted people of the season...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akshay Kumar as early as I remember got my heart racing in a dud movie called Dhadkan... I remember my cousin calling him a monkey and me defending him fiercely...&lt;br /&gt;Salman Khan in Khamoshi... one of the few movies where he wasnt displaying his bare torso ...melted my heart&lt;br /&gt;A. R.Rahman asking the reporter on national television what the meaning of the word 'muse' was made me go awwwww&lt;br /&gt;Hrithik Roshan's goofy avtaar in Lakshya made me fall in love with him...&lt;br /&gt;and as I reflect why it was not a Hera Pheri, HAHK, or Dhoom which made me go gaga over these stars.....&lt;br /&gt;Well guess that's because the characters they played  were designed to have that kind of an effect on the audience and seemed too contrived.. The characters which I liked had one common quality about them ...simplicity and that was very endearing...&lt;br /&gt;Simplicity as it is said is the peak of civilization...&lt;br /&gt;The musical genuis accepting on national television that he did not know the meaning of the word  just reaffirms this fact!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-6572007340788665781?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6572007340788665781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=6572007340788665781' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/6572007340788665781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/6572007340788665781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/simple-crush.html' title='A Simple Crush!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-7092524820571717157</id><published>2008-08-21T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T23:44:47.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Special Bond</title><content type='html'>Big Egoes&lt;br /&gt;Large Size&lt;br /&gt;Loud Mouths&lt;br /&gt;Big Arguments&lt;br /&gt;Bigger Fights&lt;br /&gt;Selfish to the Core&lt;br /&gt;Extreme Vindictiveness&lt;br /&gt;Fierce Competition&lt;br /&gt;Big Ambition&lt;br /&gt;Big Risks&lt;br /&gt;Big Decisions&lt;br /&gt;Big Parties&lt;br /&gt;Big Appetite&lt;br /&gt;Inane Jokes&lt;br /&gt;Loads of Laughter&lt;br /&gt;Big Enjoyment&lt;br /&gt;Big Hugs&lt;br /&gt;Long Drives&lt;br /&gt;Long Discussions&lt;br /&gt;Mindless Chats&lt;br /&gt;Nicknames Galore&lt;br /&gt;Promises Galore&lt;br /&gt;Weaving Stories&lt;br /&gt;Common goals&lt;br /&gt;Lots of Adventure&lt;br /&gt;Innumerable Dreams&lt;br /&gt;Loads of Love&lt;br /&gt;.....A special bond!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-7092524820571717157?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7092524820571717157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=7092524820571717157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/7092524820571717157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/7092524820571717157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2008/08/special-bond.html' title='The Special Bond'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-4952534058036746862</id><published>2008-08-12T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T03:17:34.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My latest obession is fighting the battle of the bulge... I have blown up my entire first salary on joining an upscale gym and have hired a personal trainer ( never imagined my penchant for bollywood would influence me to such great levels)..Endless hours have been spent digging out articles on Raveena'a weight loss diet and Bipasha's exercise regime,Adnan Samis weight loss secret,Sonam kapoor's weight loss formula, Atkins weight lossdiet,Zone weight loss diet,South Beach weight loss diet,GM weight loss diet and what not...Yes the keyword is weight loss:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So after tons of unassigned consulting hours spent on assmilating data I have come up with a formidable database of low calorie meals and dishes...Btw I haven't lost significant amount of kilos or inches.. . Yet I strive to consume the unpalatable diet that transfomed the Sonams and the Raveenas of the tinseltown in the hope that it would work wonders for me someday.. Here is one semi palatable recipe from my diet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat Free Curd( You can use Amul masti dahi too just has 78 calories in 100 gms)- 1/2 cup&lt;br /&gt;Capsicum - 1 finely chopped&lt;br /&gt;Tomates -2 Deseeded and finely chopped&lt;br /&gt;Onion -1 finely chopped&lt;br /&gt;And add anything else from this list.. raisins, badams(high fat so limited),mushrooms,paneer,chicken pieces,corn,(high carb so beware),olives,pickles,brocolli,cauliflower,boiled eggs(avoid the yolk),cabbage strips,lettuce&lt;br /&gt;Crushed garlic - 2 pods or you can use readymade garlic paste&lt;br /&gt;Olive oil - (optional)&lt;br /&gt;Black pepper Powder&lt;br /&gt;Salt&lt;br /&gt;One Sugarfree pellet&lt;br /&gt;Limejuice or vinegar -1 tbsp&lt;br /&gt;Oregano (optional)&lt;br /&gt;Mint/Coriander leaves(optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procedure:&lt;br /&gt;1)Hang the curd using any old handkerchief for 10 minutes squeeze out the water ( You can just use the curd directly if you want but that will turn the salad a little watery)&lt;br /&gt;2) To this add salt ,pepper,sugarfree tablet,garlic paste,vinegar,mint/coriander leaves,oregano,olive oil and mix well&lt;br /&gt;3) In a big bowl add all the remaining ingredients along with some lime juice&lt;br /&gt;4) Add the dressing&lt;br /&gt;5) Mix well and serve chilled&lt;br /&gt;It might not sound appetizing but trust me it tastes decent enough and fills you stomach!&lt;br /&gt;PS Add very little groundnuts/roasted moondal orchanna/chivda to give it that crunchiness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-4952534058036746862?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4952534058036746862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=4952534058036746862' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/4952534058036746862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/4952534058036746862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2008/08/salad.html' title='Salad'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-5849812157435045251</id><published>2008-08-07T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T00:02:05.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange are the ways of life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There was a reason why I wanted to do my MBA. Yes, TOI reports on astronomical sums being paid to 25 year ol somethings was one,the other was my experience with a consulting firm called A when I was working for L&amp;amp;T. I was part of the client team and A was there to reengineer our business process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was very excited to be chosen in the client team and even more excited to interact with those 25 year old demi-gods from the IIMs and XLRIs of the world.They came in with fancy laptops (yeah 3 yrs back getting a laptop was a dream of every engineer in L&amp;amp;T), they made fancier PPTs and gave seemingly profound insights into our business.They worked furiously on excel sheets and devoured data like hungry dogs.Their graphs and charts were works of art . They made some amazing changes to our existing process by adding ten new processes and they got paid by the hour (Rs3000per hour for a fresh MBA grad).In short I was spellbound!I decided MBA it is and Consulting it is for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I got recruited by A through campus placements. I was super thrilled!I was told I would be a part of the supposed backend global team and I would be called an Analyst. Though disappointed I still bravely took up the offer, thinking about the measly client interaction I had being a Marketing engineer in L&amp;amp;T.The folks from A convinced me it was a well thought of decision to put me in the backend team with my domain expertise .Then comes my day of induction and 13 of us bundled up in a room made for 5 people. I dont see a projector, I dont even see a laptop in that room. A confused HR moves around frantically asking if anyone has come to, well ,induct us into the organization. Suddenly 7 of us are taken into a different room. HR pops head again says "You guys are part of the front end domestic business".Just like that I was thrown from their 'well planned decision'of putting me in a back end job to a front end job.So much for a company which preaches about organizational management to 350 of the fortune 500!!! I have experienced royalty as a new joinee in L&amp;amp;T as well as P&amp;amp;G (internship) so this came as a rude shock. I calmed my self saying might have been an unplanned induction program things will get better. Three hours over noone came in and then we had a hurried induction made on a very old laptop. We are then informed that after the induction we have to fend for ourselves.The office cannot accomodate more than 70 people so we need to pre book our seats.I again calmed myself down saying it was just a phase ,I would be on a project soon and things would change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Three months done.. I still dont have a fixed seat ( ok that's a part and parcel of consulting), cannot make fancy ppts and my fingers do no work magic excel sheets, I have not received a single welcome mail from my service line head ( He is busy getting projects for me) and surprisingly I am still not staffed on a project ,I don't have a boss to report my boredom to and there is no way to know if work is coming in the near future..! I am a useless resource and it is reaffirmed every fortnight as I fill in my time sheet with unassigned hours... unassigned hours in consulting = falling into a deep bottomless pit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm in the very organization that drove me to do my MBA ... and am left wondering whether the organization values the MBA :) ...Strange are the ways of life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-5849812157435045251?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5849812157435045251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=5849812157435045251' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/5849812157435045251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/5849812157435045251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2008/08/strange-are-ways-of-life.html' title='Strange are the ways of life!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-4730417908079686938</id><published>2008-07-19T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T11:43:50.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Got tagged by Bala so here I go!Was too long so jus answering as much as I can!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 JOYS:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Good Music&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Good Book&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Good Movie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 FEARS:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Losing loved ones&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Living on the streets&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Heights&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 GOALS:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. To start something of my own&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. To retire half as rich as the Ambanis now&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. To be size 1 :):)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 RANDOM SURPRISING FACTS:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;None.I am boring.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 CURRENT OBSESSIONS:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Looking for my first car&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Dieting &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Books&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 PEOPLE WHO MAKE ME LAUGH:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Ross&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.Joey&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. RC&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 THINGS I DONT UNDERSTAND:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Communism&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Need to rape/molest/evetease&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Electronics Engineering&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 THINGS I HATE:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Malicious Criticism&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Laughter Challenge&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Bad Attitude&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 THINGS I AM DOING RIGHT NOW:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Blogging&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Chatting&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Orkutting&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 THINGS I THINK YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Your heart ( cliched but I believe it!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Mohammed Rafi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Pandit Jasraj&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-4730417908079686938?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4730417908079686938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=4730417908079686938' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/4730417908079686938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/4730417908079686938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/tagged.html' title='Tagged!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-4279256600467984079</id><published>2008-07-07T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T02:25:23.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sex and the city'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>SATC : The moral of the story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SATC(Sex and the city duh!) hit the theatres, the girls changed their costumes with a lightning speed of one costume per frame, New York is once again unrealistically portrayed as the city of love and all that mush, Miranda yet again faced the cynic vs. true love syndrome, Samantha ogled at a few Greek gods reincarnated and much to our disappointment did not give into the temptation, Charlotte finally got pregnant (Thank god for that… she pestered every man in her life for a kid!) and Carrie got yet another ‘I hate commitment and you are my doormat 'treatment from Mr. Big only to shamelessly run into his arms taking cue from her assistant's 'wrecked n resurrected to realise true love' relationship !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite it being an outrageous and garrulous fashion fiesta in the guise of a movie, despite its apotheosis of a man’s presence in woman’s life, despite the lack of even a semblance of a story line, despite the girls  looking botoxed…. I liked the movie… and I love the series!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason is simple. The basic underlying principle of solid and enduring friendship appeals to me. I have always been a sucker for romance more so the friendship beyond reason kind of romance. My favorite characters have been Karna ( Mahabharata) and Hassan (Kite Runner) !The girls remind me of my closest school friends M&amp;amp;M.These are the people who’ll stand by me knowing that I have done the silliest thing in the world and never be judgmental!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So even though Carrie and her girls come across as regressive male  obsessed dating creatures… they are unpretentious, warm and caring... and stand for something extremely rare… simple,hasslefree and everlasting friendship !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-4279256600467984079?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4279256600467984079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=4279256600467984079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/4279256600467984079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/4279256600467984079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/satc-moral-of-story.html' title='SATC : The moral of the story'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-870168148819564644</id><published>2008-04-30T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T00:06:50.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GIving up being a wannabe!!</title><content type='html'>1) Watching 'all' the Hindi Movies and enjoying them was(is) like so down market ,so I started making an effort to watch English movies ,sometimes even Turkish and Korean (that's classier u know)...but what the heck  I watch movies for entertainment ,to lighten my mood and lift up my spirits ...sorry ' No country for Old men 'its 'Om Shanti Om' all the way for me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)A mp3 player full of Hindi Songs is so not happening!So i tried adding the Linking parks,Norah Jones and U2s of the world but in vain... It is  Beedi and Billo that get me moving ,Tashan that  gets me grooving and well I find Jashn e Bahara very soothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I tried eating at the Little Itlays,Bombay Blues,The Parks of the world... their servings make me feel I am in primary school...Give me a Srishti or Discovery any day who acknowledge the fact that I am 25 yrs old and so is my appetite!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) And I finally I give up trying to read The Economic Times and the Mckinsey Quarterly... I really find my peace and all the news  I need in Midday and Mumbai Mirror!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-870168148819564644?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/870168148819564644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=870168148819564644' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/870168148819564644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/870168148819564644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/giving-up-being-wannabe.html' title='GIving up being a wannabe!!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-1375446670399312832</id><published>2008-04-26T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T06:12:28.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Matter of Choice</title><content type='html'>My to be roomy told me that I should change my dressing sense..quite a few people have told me that and I started wondering where I was going wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I take a test on choosiness quotient , I know I would score a straight D-. If there is one word that can describe me perfectly it is indecisive which has lead to most of the decisions in my life being made with what the world thinks is the right think to do and world = Family,friends,celebrities,counselors and all that jazz...&lt;br /&gt;I have never chosen the dresses I wear,its either my mom or my  aunt...&lt;br /&gt;I have no specific choices in food,whatever the group wants...&lt;br /&gt;I didn't choose what I wanted to do after 10th or 12th like most of the students...&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even choose the kind of specialization I wanted to do in engineering...&lt;br /&gt;and true to  my character I was again on the verge of not choosing what I want to do after engineering..&lt;br /&gt;and then something changed I chose not to go the beaten path of MS in the US and decided to stay back and work with L&amp;amp;T...&lt;br /&gt;I chose to work in a men dominated Sales and Marketing team of L&amp;amp;T...&lt;br /&gt;I chose to pursue my MBA and join NITIE&lt;br /&gt;I chose to  join the placement committee and give up the holiday called  NITIE...&lt;br /&gt;I chose to pursue Consulting as my career...&lt;br /&gt;And these choices have brought in more confidence than ever because they have been just my decisions with no influences ...&lt;br /&gt;Each one of these decisions have been made after I have talked to myself and found out what I really want and the feeling is great because I love what I do and am successful in it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the same thing goes for dressing up .. I have never really had a personal style or taste or wondered what I want to look like..in fact have never bought a dress alone..same for eating..I have never wondered what right for me and what my body wants ..&lt;br /&gt;And I realize maybe thats why I am never confident of what I wear cos I have never involved myself in the decision of what to where and never took a decision on how to look!!&lt;br /&gt;So the resolution is I am going to take tremendous interest in how I look,what i wear,what I eat ! and i am going to make my roomy to go wow on my dressing sense!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Phew so much  f0r an insipid comment and an equally insipid decision!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-1375446670399312832?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1375446670399312832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=1375446670399312832' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/1375446670399312832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/1375446670399312832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/matter-of-choice.html' title='Matter of Choice'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-2697835179428252372</id><published>2008-03-14T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T13:32:23.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jis Lahore nahin dekhya woh jamya hi nahi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jis Lahore nahin dekhya woh jamya hi nahi!....A poignant story of the dark time called partition.... a partition that stood testimony to hatred,intolerance and fanaticism...thousands attacked and hundreds killed.. a generation rendered homeless with a total loss of national identity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story tried to define what home is..it is a place where you were born and bred... a place which has all your precious memories... a place where you feel at peace.. a place you would never want to give up for anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the play a brilliant parallel to the current sentiment against so called 'Non-Mumbaikars'&lt;br /&gt;I have been born and brought up in Maharashtra.The only other language that I am comfortable with other than English is Marathi. My favourite breakfast is Kande Poha.I know the stories of Shivaji Maharaj inside out.I topped my class in the Xth Marathi Exams.I love the books of PuLa.Whenever the flight arrives at the Mumbai airport and I inhale the air filled with smoke and dust I feel I have come home..I fought for a transfer to Mumbai and when people ask me so 'Where are you from?' pat comes the answer 'Mumbai'...Chennai /Tamilnadu(my so called home town) aren't there in the remotest corner of my mind..So when someone says I'm an outsider...I am hurt and confused.This as much my home as theirs...My ancestors not living here doesn't dilute the fact that I have spent the most precious years of my life here and I feel as much for this land as any 'Marathi Manoos'(Maharshtrian) does...Mumbai is my janmabhoomi and karmabhoomi...infact I would say'Jis Mumbai nahi dekhya woh jamya hi nahi'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly I belong to India....whichever part of the country I goto I never feel lost.... the dirty roads, the narrow bylanes,the beggars,the buses,people helping you out with directions, the chai shops and the pan pattis,the sabzi mandis and yes even the lecherous men :).. its all the same...So how can someone stop me from living in any part of the country when the whole is mine !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home doesn't mean living with the people with the same lingual or religious background...infact it has nothing to do with the people around you or your forefathers or your generations to come...it is a place which you would like to call yours...it is a place where you are most  comfortable i... it is a place which you feel you belong to... and noone has the right to take that away from you...cos home is where the heart is!!!&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/19572123-2697835179428252372?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/2020696315038933460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/winds-of-change.html' title='.'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-2205518413195130100</id><published>2007-05-29T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T06:04:38.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeene ke Ishaare!</title><content type='html'>Subi always teases me that every song that flashes on any channel,my standard reaction 'I LOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE THAT SONG'....yes I tend to like anything that  barely manages to qualify as a tune...( I have been caught humming Jhalak Dikhalaja-Himesh...so you can imagine)&lt;br /&gt;But more than the tune it is the lyrics that have always appealed to me and being the mushy emotional fool that I am anything romantic makes me go weak in the knees...&lt;br /&gt;In the last couple of years though very few songs have really made an impact with their lyrics but there is this one song that I absolutely love...'Jeene ke Ishaare'-Phir Milenge...The song in context to the movie has a different meaning but for me it signifies just feeling good about yourself...&lt;br /&gt;The song is dedicated to anything and everything that makes you feel happy,that makes you optimistic in the worst of the situations...at different points of time, different things,different people have done this to me...made me feel nice,cheered me up when I was low ,inspired me and taught me to have fun....This song is for all of those things/people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kuch Khushbuyen Yaadon Ke Jungal Se Beh Chali &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kuch Khidkiyan Lamhon Ke Dastak Pe Khul Gayi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kuch Geeth Purane Rakhe The Sirhaane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kuch Sur Kahin Khoye The Bandish Mil Gaye &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jeene Ke Ishare Mil Gaye Bichde The Kinare Mil Gaye &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meri Zindagi Main Teri Baarish Kya Hui &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mere Raste Darya Bane Behne Lage&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meri Karvaton Ko Tune Aake Kya Chhua &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kahin Khwab Neendon Ki Gali Rehne Lage &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jeene Ke...Kinare Mil Gaye &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meri Loh Havaaon Se Jhagadkar Lee Uthi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mere Har Andhere Ko Ujale Pee Gaye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tune Hasken Mujhse Muskurane Ko Kaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mere Man Ke Mausam Gulmohar Se Ho Gaye &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jeene Ke...Kinare Mil Gaye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-2205518413195130100?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2205518413195130100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=2205518413195130100' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/2205518413195130100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/2205518413195130100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2007/05/jeene-ke-ishaare.html' title='Jeene ke Ishaare!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-7305011382946917907</id><published>2007-03-12T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T02:25:51.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hobbies?? Passion??</title><content type='html'>Hobbies... a word that has scared me before every interview...a column that threatens to be empty in every application form...the lack of which sometimes shows me as a very unidimensional person...&lt;br /&gt;Well to think of it I haven't been hobby-less...I ve learnt classical music,dabbled with painting,am a fairly well-read person and have also tried my hand at dancing.But haven't been really passionate about any of the above.So, before the numerous B-school interviews I did a lot of introspection on what really excited me in the extracurricular field and I zeroed in on two of my so called hobbies..&lt;br /&gt;1) Hindi Film Music(Listening and Singing)&lt;br /&gt;2) Cooking&lt;br /&gt;So my posts from now on are going to be dedicated to these passions in my life....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-7305011382946917907?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7305011382946917907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=7305011382946917907' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/7305011382946917907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/7305011382946917907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2007/03/hobbies-passion.html' title='Hobbies?? Passion??'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-116867219614966658</id><published>2007-01-12T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T23:09:56.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tying the Knot</title><content type='html'>...Loved Raga's  wedding invitation card...it said 'we r tying the knot' and there was this knotted satin piece...&lt;br /&gt;Tying the knot(physically) in a marriage has been a very Indian custom...surprising (mebbe it has no relation to the indian custom) it has found its way to the english language...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-116867219614966658?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116867219614966658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=116867219614966658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/116867219614966658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/116867219614966658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2007/01/tying-knot.html' title='Tying the Knot'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-116431329934277094</id><published>2006-11-23T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T12:21:39.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Take</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="deleteBody"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;div class="deleteBody"&gt;  &lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(119, 119, 119);" class="postBody"&gt; Listening to: Guru and Walk the line...&lt;br /&gt;My take : AR Rehman does it again(dont miss the terebina track) and have fallen in love yet again this time with Joaquin Phoenix ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading : Maximum City&lt;br /&gt;My take: Simbbbly awesome...goes down as one of my all time favorites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activity : Watching Movies,Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;My take : Can life get any better.... &lt;/blockquote&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/19572123-116431329934277094?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116431329934277094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=116431329934277094' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/116431329934277094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/116431329934277094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-take_23.html' title='My Take'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-116258788636940280</id><published>2006-11-03T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T13:04:46.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahadev Vs Khosla</title><content type='html'>'I am a capitalist and I believe it works and history stands testament to this' said Mr Khosla..he echoed my beliefs...maybe not on the capitalist side of things but more towards the free market side of things which I guess is capitalism...:)...I was happy to be associated with an organisation that believes in wealth creation as a means of doing its bit for the society ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the priviliegeof watching Mahadevbhai(1892-1942),a play..Mahadevbhai,Gandhiji's secretary ,friend,dutiful follower and so much more...Mahadevbhai was a reflection of Gandhiji's beliefs... a reflection of an India lost and forgotten...The play made me realise about the problems that wealth creation doesn't touch... Today I am able to type this post sitting in Nitie because some Gandhi and Mahadevbhai decided to sacrifice their lucrative careers for it...not just independence but also woman emanicipation,eradication of untouchability,Hindu Muslim Unity...issues that formed the very core of human existence... and I wanted to genuflect...to Gandhism...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again...a Narayanamurthy has an Infosys which creates wealth,an Infosys foundation which does social work and an Infosys which now wants equal representation from all sections of society...hasn't he taken Gandhisim a step forward in his own way? And i think of deferring my genuflection ( is tht a  word?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is he really doing all he can for the society..what about the farmers who die in Vidarbha,what about the malnutrition deaths,what about us performing abysmally on the Human Development Index..&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder am I a rightful heir to independent India?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-116258788636940280?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116258788636940280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=116258788636940280' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/116258788636940280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/116258788636940280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2006/11/mahadev-vs-khosla.html' title='Mahadev Vs Khosla'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-116051195593788445</id><published>2006-10-10T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T13:25:55.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PATI</title><content type='html'>The hands which brought each one of us to the world&lt;br /&gt;The hands which always protected us&lt;br /&gt;The eyes which always showered affection&lt;br /&gt;The eyes which always made each one of us feel special&lt;br /&gt;The words that always soothed our nerves&lt;br /&gt;The words that had wisdom so profound&lt;br /&gt;The warm hug that took away all our worries&lt;br /&gt;The warm hug that taught us love&lt;br /&gt;The love that keeps us all together&lt;br /&gt;The love that prays for each one of us&lt;br /&gt;The prayers that make all our wishes come true&lt;br /&gt;The prayers that sustain me and you&lt;br /&gt;The soul that was a fighter&lt;br /&gt;The fighter who gives us all strength&lt;br /&gt;The strength that will remain with us till eternity&lt;br /&gt;And that’s why we know you are always with us dearest Pati..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-116051195593788445?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116051195593788445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=116051195593788445' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/116051195593788445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/116051195593788445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2006/10/pati.html' title='PATI'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-115288225436585699</id><published>2006-07-14T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T06:04:14.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pic on orkut and NItie!</title><content type='html'>First week at Nitie...a detailed post on life there later ( which I have fallen in love with)...was inundated with ...no no not lots of who are how are you background questions....but "u do not look like ur pic on orkut"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...suddenly ppl werent too interested to know me...or expressed their shock  "oh is she saumya...looks ordinary"...&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehehe was good fun... jus feel like announcing it...I am saumya and the pic was clicked in may and if i look different I really dunno y...and one more thing I might be an interesting person beyond how I look!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-115288225436585699?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115288225436585699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=115288225436585699' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/115288225436585699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/115288225436585699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2006/07/pic-on-orkut-and-nitie.html' title='Pic on orkut and NItie!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-115021768089200095</id><published>2006-06-13T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T09:57:43.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...and the Hindi track would be</title><content type='html'>Jab koi baat bigad jaaye jab koi mushkil pad jaaye&lt;br /&gt;Tum dena saath mera o humnawaaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na koi hai na koi tha zindage mein tumhaare siva&lt;br /&gt;Tum dena saath mera o humnawaaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho chaandni jab tak raat deta hai har koi saath&lt;br /&gt;Tum magar andheron mein na chhodna mera haath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wafadaari ki vo rasmein nibhayenge hum tum kasmein&lt;br /&gt;Ek bhi saans zindagi ki jab tak ho apne bas mein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dil ko mere hua yakeen hum pehle bhi mile kahin&lt;br /&gt;Silsila ye sadiyon ka koi aaj ki baat nahin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jab koi baat bigad jaaye jab koi mushkil pad jaaye&lt;br /&gt;Tum dena saath mera o humnawaaz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-115021768089200095?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115021768089200095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=115021768089200095' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/115021768089200095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/115021768089200095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2006/06/and-hindi-track-would-be.html' title='...and the Hindi track would be'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-115021718709819044</id><published>2006-06-13T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T09:46:27.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Want this track to play when I get married!!!...</title><content type='html'>When Im feeling blue, all I have to do&lt;br /&gt;Is take a look at you, then Im not so blue&lt;br /&gt;When youre close to me, I can feel your heart beat&lt;br /&gt;I can hear you breathing near my ear&lt;br /&gt;Wouldnt you agree, baby you and me got a groovy kind of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anytime you want to you can turn me onto&lt;br /&gt;Anything you want to, anytime at all&lt;br /&gt;When I kiss your lips, ooh I start to shiver&lt;br /&gt;Cant control the quivering inside&lt;br /&gt;Wouldnt you agree, baby you and me got a groovy kind of love, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Im feeling blue, all I have to do&lt;br /&gt;Is take a look at you, then Im not so blue&lt;br /&gt;When Im in your arms, nothing seems to matter&lt;br /&gt;My whole world could shatter, I dont care&lt;br /&gt;Wouldnt you agree, baby you and me got a groovy kind of love&lt;br /&gt;We got a groovy kind of love&lt;br /&gt;We got a groovy kind of love, oh&lt;br /&gt;We got a groovy kind of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:wanted  to play it much before I came to know monica and chandler played it at their wedding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-115021718709819044?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115021718709819044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=115021718709819044' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/115021718709819044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/115021718709819044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2006/06/want-this-track-to-play-when-i-get.html' title='Want this track to play when I get married!!!...'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-114845974788713727</id><published>2006-05-24T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T01:35:47.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAM!</title><content type='html'>Left Fam yesterday …was waiting for the day I left it but looking back Fam means so much to me…&lt;br /&gt;… Fam saw me living away from family&lt;br /&gt;…. Fam saw me wash my own clothes&lt;br /&gt;… Fam saw me make my own bed, food and handle finances&lt;br /&gt;… Fam saw me deal with heartbreak&lt;br /&gt;… Fam saw me have my first drink&lt;br /&gt;… Fam saw me deal with weird roommates and then nice roommates (Neha, Krupa &amp; Sejal)&lt;br /&gt;… Fam saw me get an IIM GD call&lt;br /&gt;… Fam saw me making great friends at office&lt;br /&gt;… Fam saw me have endless ‘orguments’ with one&lt;br /&gt;… Fam saw me take CAT again&lt;br /&gt;… Fam saw me fail at it again…&lt;br /&gt;… Fam saw me have a great time with Su&lt;br /&gt;… Fam saw me find my best friend in Su&lt;br /&gt;… Fam saw me dejected with not a single call&lt;br /&gt;… Fam saw me elated with a surprise Nitie call&lt;br /&gt;Today as I leave FAM I feel &lt;br /&gt;… Fam saw me grow up in the true sense!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-114845974788713727?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114845974788713727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=114845974788713727' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/114845974788713727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/114845974788713727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/fam.html' title='FAM!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-114827350968317269</id><published>2006-05-21T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T21:51:49.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...More on reservations!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ibnlive.com/news/decision-on-quota-is-final-the-chapter-is-closed/11063-4-0.html"&gt;http://www.ibnlive.com/news/decision-on-quota-is-final-the-chapter-is-closed/11063-4-0.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-114827350968317269?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114827350968317269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=114827350968317269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/114827350968317269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/114827350968317269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/more-on-reservations.html' title='...More on reservations!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-114801084157343064</id><published>2006-05-18T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T20:54:01.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reservations with Reservations!!</title><content type='html'>My head hangs down in shame to say that I am citizen of this country when I look at the politicians and I stand up with pride when I look at the doctors opposing them. I salute this movement, which opposes the killing of meritocracy. It is easy to say that the country is going to the dogs and migrate to the US, what takes true courage is to standup against this and make sure that you don’t have to migrate. Anyways won’t be able to do justice to this topic…here is an excerpt from the &lt;a href="http://www.youth4equality.org/"&gt;http://www.youth4equality.org&lt;/a&gt; which says it all!!!I join this movement and vow to participate in all the rallies happening in my city &amp;request all of u to join this movement because it is for the better future for the generations to come. Lets not get overpowered by the politicians and their agenda!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;About 100 of our friends, student and alumni of India's best medical colleges joined by IITians have been without food for last 5 days at AIIMS in Delhi. Hundreds others were brutally beaten by Mumbai and Delhi police for protesting peacefully. Thousands of students, doctors and software engineers have taken to streets in Kolkata, Bangalore and Ahmedabad under the scorching summer sun. They are fighting for a cause that affects the whole nation. Doesn't the bravery and sacrifice of these 20-something youths from the best engineering and medical colleges of India make you feel ashamed?? Well friends, each of us will fight for a cause that affects us individually, but, it is only the brave, the courageous, who stand for a cause that affects others also.&lt;br /&gt;Why we oppose reservation?1) It is going to kill meritocracy, and hence destroy India's image as a technology hub.2) It is dividing India into caste lines which our freedom fighters and social reformers fought so hard to eliminate.3) It is against the fundamental right to equality as safeguarded by the Constitution of India.4) The benefits of reservation have been denied to really deserving people by the rich and powerful in their own classes. 5) Reservation is just a populist measure used by politicians for electoral gains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not just a protest against reservation. This is to ignite the young minds of the urban youth that you must care for the society, majority of whom are poor and underprivileged, otherwise politicians like Arjun Singh will exploit these weaker section with false promises. It is no hidden truth that the benefit of quotas in IIT, IIM and AIIMS will goto the rich OBCs in urban India while the really deserving backward people do not even have access to basic primary education. What we need is quality and compulsory primary education so that by the time the so-called backward class students come to the college entrance level, they are ready to compete with all. Dont limit the seats in higher education where competition is already cut-throat. Intake ratio in AIIMS is around 1000:1 and 100:1 in IIT/IIMs. So you must raise your voice against this retrograde and divisive policy being formulated by HRD Ministry.&lt;br /&gt;In the end we won't remember the words of our enemies but the silence of our friends. Jai Hind ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-114801084157343064?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114801084157343064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=114801084157343064' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/114801084157343064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/114801084157343064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/reservations-with-reservations.html' title='Reservations with Reservations!!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-114792965019089516</id><published>2006-05-17T22:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T22:20:50.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Bappi Da!</title><content type='html'>This post is dedicated to one of the greatest composers of our times…the person who has given us unforgettable tunes that generations will sing along with…the man himself…Bappi Lahiri!!!&lt;br /&gt;Few fav songs…his songs have fab lyrics too..I mean does he have a hand in writing those???&lt;br /&gt;a)      “I am a Disco dancer…jus love this paragraph&lt;br /&gt;Yeh log kehte the main tabhi gata tha jab bol pata nahi tha(Vidu and me jus loved this line)&lt;br /&gt;Yeh paav mere to tabhi thirakte the jab chalna aata nahi tha&lt;br /&gt;Naghmon ki masssti hai meri jawani meian…hai dance meri lahoo ki rawani me!!!(hehehehe…no im not laughing.. Bappida himself does it…the laugh of the oh so self consumed disco dancer!!!)”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b)The 2nd favourite is…&lt;br /&gt;“ You r my chicken fry..you are my fish fry&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi na kehna kudiye bye bye&lt;br /&gt;You r my samosa…you are my masala dosa&lt;br /&gt;Main na kahoongi mundeya bye bye bye!!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c)      and the famous…&lt;br /&gt;“Gutur gutur…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my current fav…although composed by Vishal Shekhar&lt;br /&gt;“sone ki rahon mein sone ko jagah nahi…&lt;br /&gt;Shola hai yah hai bijuria&lt;br /&gt;Dil ki bajaria…bambai nagariya!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Long live Bappi da!&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/19572123-114792965019089516?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114792965019089516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=114792965019089516' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/114792965019089516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/114792965019089516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/to-bappi-da_17.html' title='To Bappi Da!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-114723449811020196</id><published>2006-05-09T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T21:14:58.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate...</title><content type='html'>I hate:&lt;br /&gt;1)      People saying that they are in love start having their whole life revolve around a person.(whatever happened to inviduality)&lt;br /&gt;2)      They say they are in love so allow themselves to be debased by the person, lose their self-respect to the person… who is just having fun at their expense.&lt;br /&gt;3)      People who blindly believe that everything that the person says is true and his/her opinion becomes of utmost importance.&lt;br /&gt;4)      And above all they believe that the person is nice and just refuse to accept any criticism of him&lt;br /&gt;5)      And if they finally get down to leaving that person they feel miserable and just fall for the next eligible person they find!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have seen so many ppl like this …smart ones at that… am not cynical but sometimes I feel…Love is not only blind…it also causes mental retardation at times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-114723449811020196?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114723449811020196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=114723449811020196' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/114723449811020196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/114723449811020196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-hate.html' title='I hate...'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-114641574690888120</id><published>2006-04-30T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T09:49:06.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fakey!!</title><content type='html'>Okkkk…how many times have u guys done this…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When u don’t know the lyrics of a song and u sing with a group… You jus lip sync so that every one thinks u r singing…or u jus mumble something that jus merges with the sound that the group is making…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When 5 of you are lifting something heavy…you jus pretend that you are lifting while infact the other four are taking all the load and you are jus well faking lifting it….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever a group is talking about something and you really don’t know a shit about the topic…you just vigorously nod your head with generic comments like ‘I know’…’yeah they r so foolish’’yeah I completely agree with u!”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-114641574690888120?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114641574690888120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=114641574690888120' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/114641574690888120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/114641574690888120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2006/04/fakey.html' title='Fakey!!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-114639145372570851</id><published>2006-04-30T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T03:04:13.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilarious!!!(Reminds me of Rachit!!)</title><content type='html'>Joey: If homosapiens were actually HOMO - SAPIENS is that why they are extinct!&lt;br /&gt;Ross: Joey homosapiens are people!!&lt;br /&gt;Joey: Hey… I’m not judging!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-114639145372570851?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114639145372570851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=114639145372570851' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/114639145372570851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/114639145372570851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2006/04/hilariousreminds-me-of-rachit.html' title='Hilarious!!!(Reminds me of Rachit!!)'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-114603330294138887</id><published>2006-04-25T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T23:35:02.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For all the foodies!</title><content type='html'>Although reading gives it tough competition...eating is my number one passion!! and eating out at that....I am a strict follower of 'I LIVE TO EAT'( My round shape speaks for ittself!)&lt;br /&gt;I may not have huge quantities but I love eating out and experimenting....so here go my list of fav eatouts in Mumbai and around ( Navi Mumbai)&lt;br /&gt;CHINEEEZ:&lt;br /&gt;1)Discovery:(four bungalows,opp stomach,Andheri-W)The quantity is simply marvellous.won't vouch for the quality but it isn't too bad either infact its good!!!value for money place!&lt;br /&gt;2)Five Spice( behind RBI,CST):been hre jus once..Again quantity is superb as well as the quality!and the desserts are simply fab....try the starwberry cheese cake!!!&lt;br /&gt;3)Stomach( Bandra): all western suburb dwellers vouch for the chinese food at this place and the place def matches up to the praise!!!have the 70 rs Non veg meal here ...paisa vasool meaL&lt;br /&gt;MUGHLAI :&lt;br /&gt;1)Luckys(Bandra): the best biryani I have had&lt;br /&gt;2) Bade Miyas(Do I need to tell u abt this place!):Delicious Kababs..but mind u terribly overpriced for a roadside dhaba!&lt;br /&gt;3)Jai Jawan( Bandra): Awesome seeekh kababs!!!!&lt;br /&gt;4)aand my favourite is Signature at four bungalows again...not very well known but the chef really whips up some delicious Mughlai food!!!&lt;br /&gt;MUMBAI FAV..CHAAT:&lt;br /&gt;1) Andheri station...forgot the name...awesome dahi poori and ragda patties!!!&lt;br /&gt;2) Matunga station..no name just a roadside chaat wala..this guy is always crowded...try his DAhi puri and sev puri... supposed to be one of the nest in Mumbai&lt;br /&gt;3) RamShyam( some thing like that at santacruz)..overpriced but hygenic uses mineral water...good sev puri!&lt;br /&gt;4) and my all time fav......Panipuri at near Jhamas..mind you not at Jhamas...the bets panipuri I have had...has paneer and kaju as fillings..one plate of panipuri blows away all my blues!!!&lt;br /&gt;SEAFOOD( though I quit non veg)&lt;br /&gt;1) Gajalee(Vile parle(E)): Nice .traditional malvani food try the bangada fry..yummy!!&lt;br /&gt;2) Mahesh Lunch Home(Juhu): the best seafood I have had in Mumbai!!!&lt;br /&gt;Have got so many on the list..frankies,sizzlers,pastas,vada pav,bouffets...but now writing about food... imverrry hungry.. have to for a jam sandwich break!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-114603330294138887?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114603330294138887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=114603330294138887' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/114603330294138887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/114603330294138887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2006/04/for-all-foodies.html' title='For all the foodies!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-114551818858823678</id><published>2006-04-20T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T00:35:18.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being an absolute wastrel!</title><content type='html'>8:30 : Enter office&lt;br /&gt;8:35 Log on to orkut and pagal guy&lt;br /&gt;8: 40: breakfast&lt;br /&gt;9:00: Im still having breakfast..work can wait!&lt;br /&gt;9:15: start orkutting&lt;br /&gt;9:30: engrossed in following lives of people who I have never even smiled at in my life&lt;br /&gt;10:40 Still engrossed in collecting gossip from the life of people who don't matter to me alongwith downloading music .&lt;br /&gt;10:45: Su calls..Coffee&lt;br /&gt;11:30: Excahnging notes on the lives of people on orkut interspersed with random bitchings about socialist and communists interspersed with I didn't get into the IIM cries&lt;br /&gt;1:10 : Checked blogs, 3rd list of spjain( no name found)posted one more crappy blog in the mean time.sharp 1: 10 leave for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;2:00: take my own sweet time to finish lunch cos lunch means gossiping about people in office.who quit,who seeing whom,who played dirty politics to get ahead.&lt;br /&gt;2:05: okie disgusting..hit the loo for a 15 min nap ...I tell u its the purrrrfect place for offices that lack common rooms!Has to be a clean loo but.&lt;br /&gt;3:30: checked out discussions in pagal guy,start reading " love in the time of cholera"..said hi to random ppl on orkut and 3:30 leave for a soup break&lt;br /&gt;4:45: come back from soup break start reading book again&lt;br /&gt;5:30: leave for jam butter sandwich break ( no wonder my clothes dont fit me nemore!)&lt;br /&gt;5: 45 : Come back.Boss has come back from meeting.Quickly paste Love in the time of cholera onto a word file with L&amp;amp;T header and start typing TECHNO COMMERCIAL OFFER BLAH BLAH&lt;br /&gt;6:15: Shut down computer.Pack bags and run to get the window seat in the Bus.&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: Life as a wastrel in simply perfect.I just pray that noone disrupts this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-114551818858823678?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114551818858823678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=114551818858823678' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/114551818858823678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/114551818858823678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2006/04/being-absolute-wastrel.html' title='Being an absolute wastrel!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-114533440180526152</id><published>2006-04-17T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T22:13:03.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Greatest Leveller!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technology is the greatest leveller.... I believe social equality can only survive in a nation which is technologically strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I was amazed to see how technology has really helped bridge the gap between various stratas in society.&lt;br /&gt;I saw ordinary middle class people...(mind you not the call centre or IT people).. people working in factories,mills,small shops having digital cameras and mobile phones.Technology has given them a chance to enjoy life with sophisticated gadgets.Some might say they don't need it,they are being forced to buy it by the increasing commercialisation of our society.Maybe they don't,but looking at it the other way..today without feeling the pinch in their pockets they are able to afford there luxuries.They can now rise beyong just earning to meet their needs!Today a guy coming in a speed boat and a guy coming in the ordinary ferry stand together at Alibag(I went there for the weekend) ,have digital cameras(same make) to click pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deregularisation has allowed market forces to use cutting edge technology to enhance the lives of millions of Indians.The field where technology can unleash its strength and change the face of our economy and society is agriculture,health care and primary education.If only the so called socialists realise the power of technology(they do...cause they spout their crap from HP computers and laptops).If only the government doesn't look to the left and keeps looking in the right direction!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-114533440180526152?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114533440180526152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=114533440180526152' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/114533440180526152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/114533440180526152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2006/04/greatest-leveller.html' title='The Greatest Leveller!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-114406221457919553</id><published>2006-04-03T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T04:03:35.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Left and its contradictions!!!-1</title><content type='html'>Nuke Deal is bad ..why.. beacuse US is dumping technology,just making us spend money on something that we don't need..Left says  so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China attacked us after promising to be our friend,India is becoming a dumping ground for Chinese goods,they showed Sikkim in Chinese territory.. but trade relations with China are surprisingly never condemned!..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-114406221457919553?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114406221457919553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=114406221457919553' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/114406221457919553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/114406221457919553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2006/04/left-and-its-contradictions-1.html' title='Left and its contradictions!!!-1'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-114318417929657962</id><published>2006-03-23T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T23:09:39.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Syriana!</title><content type='html'>The Oscars beat me.&lt;br /&gt;Syriana.Just one word for the movie …Brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;The movie revolved around the energy crisis the world is facing today. The director did an amazing job of portraying how vested interests are exploiting the chaos in the Middle East for their own benefit. A gripping plot, crisp editing, decent performances and above all very realistic movie!&lt;br /&gt;Compare this to the winner Crash…Very delicate and relevant subject racism. Agreed that the film subtly depicts racism in its various forms, but the movie didn’t really get me thinking. It was just a few incidents put together. Definitely did not deserve the honour of the best movie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-114318417929657962?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114318417929657962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=114318417929657962' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/114318417929657962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/114318417929657962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/syriana.html' title='Syriana!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-114251358687827370</id><published>2006-03-16T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T04:53:06.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my Best friend!!!</title><content type='html'>I hated classifying friends…. never understood the definitions…close friend, best friend good friend, special friend…My friends included everyone whom I loved hanging around with and noone was ever rated in terms of my closeness to them…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This continued at my workplace…. Met up with a cool gang of people and I loved the time I spent with them and he was just a part of the group…. We never got too close but weren’t very distant too…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started off by just acknowledging each others presence at the printer…Moved on to occasional His and byes…. slowly we started hanging out together….even then we were never close…he made me my first drink….still he remained an acquaintance….. he spent occasional nights at my place watching movies.…Just him and me....but our phone calls never went beyond mono syllables….. We had conversations through the night till dawn a couple of times…. still never got too close to each other…. there was always this strange kind of barrier….. But surprisingly whenever I felt low I knew only he could make me fine…whenever I was happy I knew I just wanted to share it with him… but still never felt like kept in touch with him on a daily basis…but still wanted to just keep in touch with him…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today I just can’t keep the phone down while talking to him… I talk to him in the morning…..talk to through the day…sleep off talking to him…. And still I know we might just stop all of this and still be fine with it…. He will still be the only person I would like to share all my thoughts, dreams and feelings with!!&lt;br /&gt; And finally I can say HE is my best friend!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-114251358687827370?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114251358687827370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=114251358687827370' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/114251358687827370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/114251358687827370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2006/03/to-my-best-friend.html' title='To my Best friend!!!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-113835587374962508</id><published>2006-01-27T01:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T01:57:53.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Different Plane!</title><content type='html'>F: Chennai is really improving as a City…. its really growing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moi: Oh yes it is…. Investment pouring in…. All major software companies have bases there…Coimbatore to be transformed into a manufacturing hub because of the octroi advantages…also Government pumping in funds for better infrastrucure… and (I was interrupted by F…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: Yes…. all the parlors give all type of treatments Hair, Skin, High Frequency (what is high frequency by the way?) and now Chennai has many designers…. you get all types of clothes short tops, kurtis, skirts everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got the meaning of the often heard line ‘We think and talk on different planes!’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-113835587374962508?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113835587374962508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=113835587374962508' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/113835587374962508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/113835587374962508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2006/01/different-plane.html' title='Different Plane!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-113740862261130305</id><published>2006-01-16T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T02:50:22.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gross over estimation of Self</title><content type='html'>Uday Chopra in Neal n Nikki singing…’I am Neal ,I ‘m the man, Rock star Superstar’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-113740862261130305?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113740862261130305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=113740862261130305' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/113740862261130305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/113740862261130305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2006/01/gross-over-estimation-of-self.html' title='Gross over estimation of Self'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-113577329800176427</id><published>2005-12-28T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T04:34:58.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much to ask for?</title><content type='html'>Have started reading ‘ Glass Palace’ by Amitav Ghosh…&lt;br /&gt;Though havent’t got through even half of the book to pass judgments on it….but true to my character lemme pass  some premature judgment ….not on the content of the book but the style….. not particular to this book but to the Modern Indian Literature in general …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It falls into the same stereotype Indian Authorish mode… the same vague, contorted way of writing sometimes bordering on a supercilious attitude…Simplicity is a word they just haven’t learnt…. why do things have to be kept so deep where the reader has to rack every grey cell to fathom the meaning the author wants to convey…lets take the example of ‘God of Small Things’…. Maybe it was the lack of my intellectual ability…But I couldn’t figure what the author wanted to convey…. also it was such an unrealistic portrayal of Kerala….the storyline(was there a story?) was incoherent….there wasn’t a single strong well etched character….Just lots of pages full of big words and over description of Kerala…. to add to it Roy’s wit and humor (or the lack of it) coupled with tragedy…. It was like a gas filled balloon. just air and no substance…Basically the book failed to make an impact…Dunno why it got the Booker! Compare this with Life of Pi or Animal Farm both with very simple plots and a lucid style of narration… but get across the message very clearly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another characteristic of these books is their dark and morbid setup…I haven’t seen one Modern Indian book with a nice, lively backdrop…be it Ice candy man, Interpreter of Maladies (well the title says it all!) or Equal Music. There is always a feeling of gloom…. there is always adultery…and the inevitable reality of life’Death’…There is no trace of humour anywhere. …Neither slapstick nor wry nor vulgar…none whatsoever!!! In their books India is still not the place moving fast as one of the vibrant, youthful nations of the world…. it is still the same old land of mystery…This is why I prefer books by Chetan Bhagat which might not be literary wonders but very well capture the other side of India….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last but the most striking feature is horrendous depiction of sex…They just cannot get it across well…Okie its good that its not raunchy like Ken Follet or Sidney Sheldon (Shobha De’s an exception she rules the world of ‘cheap sex’)…but they always allude to it in a very weird way…Its neither classy nor arousing nor exciting nor titillating…..some times I feel its just there because the publishers told them to put it in……or jus cos every book has it…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Why can’t we just have nice, simple, honest books like ‘Kabuliwalah’, ’Five Point Someone’ or for that matter epic dramas like’Mahabharatha’…Too much to ask for?!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-113577329800176427?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113577329800176427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=113577329800176427' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/113577329800176427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/113577329800176427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/too-much-to-ask-for.html' title='Too much to ask for?'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-113574245558612258</id><published>2005-12-27T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T20:00:55.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you B!</title><content type='html'>Quite an ol post from my earlier blog....but as CAT results are round the corner......here it goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The IIMs have always been a dream for me. A magical wand, which suddenly transforms you into this extraordinary mortal with smartness, wit and money in a single package. It was the platform that could help you soar the greatest heights in life. I always imagined men and women with unparalleled intelligence being a part of this institute.&lt;br /&gt;A part of this image was shattered when I got an interview call from one of the IIMs.I was shocked, startled, elated and jubilant that an extremely ordinary person like me could be considered to be a part this great institution. My dream was knocking my door and it beckoned me to be a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;Being the laidback and fireless personality that I was, I couldn’t grasp the import of this event. A small part of me yelled out that I needed to go all out for it, but the dominant ‘killer instinctless’ part overpowered it and I drifted into my usual state of lethargy. I never prepared for the interview seriously till M called me up one day. She just said 1 thing “S do you realize that this opportunity might never come back again and this just might be your one last chance to realize your dream “. The enormity and gravity of the situation suddenly struck me. I was a changed person overnight. The small part that was yelling out suddenly surfaced like a large monster and saw me literally burning the midnight oil .I suddenly became aware of the universe around me. The preparation threw me into a sea of infinite knowledge and everyday I used to thirst for more. From Power industry to India’s Fiscal policy, from Lee Iacoca to Sania Mirza, from Intel chips to Hindustani Classical Music, I was exposed to an entire gamut of information. It dawned upon me that there are larger issues in life than just my family, friends, my job or for that matter the IIMs. I started loving this world, which showed me the whole world. It ingrained this new found self-belief and confidence in me. I felt I could conquer the world, now that I was armed with a goal and the means to achieve it! The interview was bad and I didn’t get through; but it taught me, rather made me realize a lot of things&lt;br /&gt;1)      The importance of awareness of the environment around you&lt;br /&gt;2)      The power of knowledge and its ability to transform a person&lt;br /&gt;3)      The gift of Internet which puts all this knowledge at just a click away from you&lt;br /&gt;4)      And last but not the least it has made me realize it is the killer instinct coupled with tremendous knowledge and awareness that makes an IIM grad what he/she is. IIM is not a magical wand; it just shows you the right way to use the magical wand that you already have!!!&lt;br /&gt;So thank You IIMB for awakening me from my slumber and ushering the light of knowledge, confidence and ambition into my life. I owe you one!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-113574245558612258?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113574245558612258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=113574245558612258' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/113574245558612258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/113574245558612258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/thank-you-b.html' title='Thank you B!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-113525073979321013</id><published>2005-12-22T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T03:25:39.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute!</title><content type='html'>My boss talking to his 3-year-old gir over the phonel…&lt;br /&gt;“ Sweetie what are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;What do I do in office?&lt;br /&gt;Well I am writing BAT, RAT…that’s what I do in office everyday.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This while typing out an extremely complicated  20 crore offer which could very well be the breakthrough order for his business.&lt;br /&gt;Now this is what I call cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-113525073979321013?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113525073979321013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=113525073979321013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/113525073979321013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/113525073979321013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/cute.html' title='Cute!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-113507045791570340</id><published>2005-12-20T01:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T01:20:57.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOG</title><content type='html'>Have u seen street dogs…they way they run across your street…never is it a lazy gait…it is a walk of confidence…they always move like they have an aim…a very great aim…which is ultimately something as trivial as peeing on the wheel of a vehicle…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess that’s a great lesson………however stupid your goal is walk, act like you have an aim in life…if you don’t know what u really want from life at least behave like u know that u do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-113507045791570340?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113507045791570340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=113507045791570340' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/113507045791570340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/113507045791570340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/dog.html' title='DOG'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-113453714992899689</id><published>2005-12-13T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T21:12:29.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Actually</title><content type='html'>A very, very clichéd and trite question…. What is Love? …..&lt;br /&gt;At sixteen,I had this huge crush on this very cute guy in my class……we smiled at each other in lectures…..I caught him staring at me quite a few times…..and one day I found chit in my bag saying ‘I Love you’……..at that stage it was ultimate love for me…. the guy I like actually liked me back…..I passed out of school, I felt a little sad that we were parting and my ‘love story ended’….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At nineteen, things changed a little…the guy I liked played great football and volleyball…we used to have loooong chats over the phone… He wooed me in style …took me to the best places in town. …Pampered me with gifts…whispered sweet nothings…I liked being with him…at the end of the day I had someone to hang around with …….it was a sense of security…. I thought ‘this is love…. I can never think abt any other guy like this again’…. I passed out of college, we broke up…. this time I cried for a week and thought about him for 6 months more…but that was it I moved on….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I’m Twenty-Three and I know that I really don’t know what love is…&lt;br /&gt;Is it just enjoying someone’s company irrespective if his looks, his status, his background? Is it being mentally and physically compatible…sharing the same wavelength? Is it being with the person who’s always there for you and with whom you can share the all your thoughts, happy and sad…? Is it liking some one with whom you can just be yourself…all pretences, all masks put aside?&lt;br /&gt;At different points of time different people assume importance in my life and I like all of them for what they are and am extremely compatible with them…yes I have some special people in my life who pull me up from the lows, are jubilant in my happiness…But I know I’m not in love with them…I do no get the feeling of wanting to be with them forever…Im not self less enough to love them without expecting something in return…Im really waiting to experience that emotion where I can love someone and not expect them to love me back….. And maybe then I’ll really be in ‘love’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kabhi Phool Dena, Manaane Ke Liye&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi Door Rehna, Sataane Ke Liye&lt;br /&gt;Aur Kabhi Kabhi Khamosh Baithe, Baahon Ke Sahaare&lt;br /&gt;Sooraj Bujha Na, Saagar Kinaare&lt;br /&gt;Phir Raaton Ko Chaand Ugaana&lt;br /&gt;Vaise Pyaar Ke Naam Pe To Yaaro Sab Hua Hai&lt;br /&gt;Ab Yeh Pyaar Bhi Ho Jaye Bas, Itni Dua Hai&lt;br /&gt;Bas Itni Dua Hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janmo Ke Vaade, Har Baar The Kasam&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi Jaan Kehna, Kabhi Kehna Sanam&lt;br /&gt;Aur Sau Sau Baar Yeh Kehna&lt;br /&gt;Hamein Pyaar Hai Tumhi Se&lt;br /&gt;Le Aayenge Ham Taare Zameen Pe&lt;br /&gt;Jo Kahoge To Jaan Bhi Denge&lt;br /&gt;Vaise Pyaar Ke Naam Pe To Yaaro Sab Hua Hai&lt;br /&gt;Ab Yeh Pyaar Bhi Ho Jaye Bas Itni Dua Hai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-113453714992899689?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113453714992899689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=113453714992899689' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/113453714992899689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/113453714992899689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/love-actually.html' title='Love Actually'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-113415582784730498</id><published>2005-12-09T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T11:17:07.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....Things that bring a smile to my face!</title><content type='html'>Whenever I feel low...I jus rewind bak to my college days....they were undoubtedly the most happening days of my life( yeah yeah i know its the most happening time in everyones life)....here are a few incidents that really make me smile....&lt;br /&gt;1)Sunny in Mane's class...&lt;br /&gt;Mane: Paminder aka Sunny,what is darlington pair?&lt;br /&gt;Sunny: ( looking a lil stunned...shruti as usual tryin to prompt him...sunny starts of confidently) Darlington pair is two transistors in ebababbababbejwebebeb( jibberish)......&lt;br /&gt;Yes sunnny actually said tht....man it was hilarious!!!!!and Mane's expression was worth a million bucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)The joggers park incident where I still maintain that I was wrongly accused of producing a foul odour...it was tht ol man!!!! BUt I know the golden gang insists im framing the poor ol man and the famous lne'Sheee Sam farted' and ' Smelly sam smelly sam..what are they feeding you'!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the winner must have tol it a thousand times to thousand pppl but it still rocks&lt;br /&gt;3) Rahul and me at ullus place....jus entered his place....we take a seat on his couch... Ullu emerges from the bedroom...after exchanging pleasantries suddenly ullu notices sumthin on the couch.....A GENTS UNDERWEAR....&lt;br /&gt;Shoots accusing glances at Rahul and me asks us in an irritated tone'Whose is it?'&lt;br /&gt;This statement infuriates Rahul no end and then comes the statement of the decade.....&lt;br /&gt;'You B&amp;#@%^ ...you think the first thing that we do when we go to people's houses is remove our underwears and throw them on teh couch!!!!&lt;br /&gt;.....heheheheh this one makes me smile in the lowest of my lows...ahh I miss those college days!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-113415582784730498?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113415582784730498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=113415582784730498' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/113415582784730498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/113415582784730498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/things-that-bring-smile-to-my-face.html' title='....Things that bring a smile to my face!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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-19572123.post-113411021875759042</id><published>2005-12-08T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T22:36:58.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preachings.....</title><content type='html'>Watched Apaharan yesterday…. wasn’t the greatest of movies…but definitely worth a dekko and it really got me thinking……&lt;br /&gt;It’ a story about how an ordinary guy gets sucked into the world of crime with the politics of Bihar as the backdrop…no its not ‘Satya’ or ‘Vaastav’ revamped…&lt;br /&gt;The movie beautifully portrays how deep-rooted the nexus is and how every person in the chain is corrupt…. and no matter how much an honest man tries to do(superbly enacted by Mukesh Rishi) it really doesn’t make a difference………..&lt;br /&gt;After watching the movie I thought this is what socialism does…where people calling themselves champion of the poor criminally live off the tax payers money…this is what democracy does.. Calling themselves the representative of the masses politicians become gang lords rather gang lords become politicians…this is what unaware (mind u not illiterate) masses do…We should kill our socialistic model……….&lt;br /&gt;But then on second thoughts capitalism will encourage more of this….rich become richer…poor become poorer…..the disparity grows….and as is inherent in Human nature the imbalance has to be balanced out……and it will ultimately lead to the same crime and violence….&lt;br /&gt;So what can we really do to change all this…….has it reached a state where there is no turn back……should we as a nation give up because it is a Herculean task to clear this mess…..&lt;br /&gt;I believe that we still have hope…it is not a economic model that is going to take us through…its socio-political reform …I believe that we need a revolution…. I think young educated people should enter politics….. I strongly believe it our responsibility to give back to the society, the nation that we live …..Smart, aware youth can really take dynamic,unbiased and radical(in the positive sense) decisions for the society and nation at large…….&lt;br /&gt;I agree cases like Manjunath’s murder do scare away the youth from this path…but a revolution does need to have sacrifices…would we have got our independence without the thousand lives lost in it………Im so sure that each one who lost his life thought the cause was worthy of it………&lt;br /&gt;Well as of now there seems no sense of urgency as was in our independence movement…but what is happening now is even worse…. India is growing richer only in a few pockets while the others are still lagging behind………and if left ignored this snake would raise its ugly hood and mayhem, corruption and violence will be the order of the day..&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely believe that if all of us take at least one step in this direction the giant leap of India’s progress is not far away…&lt;br /&gt;Too much preaching for the day na….yeah even I am bored!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-113411021875759042?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113411021875759042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=113411021875759042' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/113411021875759042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/113411021875759042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/preachings.html' title='Preachings.....'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-113386603562001458</id><published>2005-12-06T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T02:47:15.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday JD!</title><content type='html'>Saw him at a bus stop first…&lt;br /&gt;Instinct told me a guy not to trust…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was arrogant, self centered, pompous and flirty&lt;br /&gt;Took potshots at me and thought he was so witty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With each passing day I hated him more&lt;br /&gt;Bitched about him till my throat grew sore….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He called me fat, I called him pansy,&lt;br /&gt;It just looked like we were never meant to be….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well things didn’t change; they are pretty much the same&lt;br /&gt;We still argue like crazy, call each other names…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s still arrogant, self centered, pompous and flirty,&lt;br /&gt;But now it seems cute and his potshots extremely witty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With each growing day I like him more,&lt;br /&gt;Chat to him about everything till my fingers grow sore…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is someone I really trust; he’s a great buddy…&lt;br /&gt;All this is just to say ‘Happy Birthday JD!’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-113386603562001458?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113386603562001458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=113386603562001458' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/113386603562001458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/113386603562001458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-birthday-jd.html' title='Happy Birthday JD!'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19572123.post-113372285882664073</id><published>2005-12-04T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T11:00:58.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...New Beginning</title><content type='html'>So I ditched Rediff....and here I am at Blogspot with my new Blog......Dunno why I deleted the rediff blog but just felt like doin it ..........I decided to chuck everything thats old and change jus for the sake of change....sounds too shallow....but hey I think it works....change jus for the sake of change &amp; ull see life will never be dull!!!...&lt;br /&gt;So here's three cheers to My New Blog!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19572123-113372285882664073?l=saumyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/113372285882664073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19572123&amp;postID=113372285882664073' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/113372285882664073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19572123/posts/default/113372285882664073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saumyasworld.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-beginning.html' title='...New Beginning'/><author><name>Saumya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06234419872946298870</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>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
