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I downloaded one movie through torrent but the size of the movie was of 5 GB and it was .mkv file. I wanted to see the movie in my android mobile (LG G3).But somehow, it was showing error while copying the movie file to my phone. After a while, I understood the error(due to the type of the file it was not able to copy) and tried to search for a movie-file-converter software in the web. I got many free softwares,but after installing them, they will ask for registration with monthly charges or yearly packages, to convert my movie. That was frustrating.&lt;/div&gt;
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But finally I got one software where the conversion was totally free and the options are limitless and that is AVC- Any Video Converter(&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.any-video-converter.com/download/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;http://www.any-video-converter.com/download/&lt;/a&gt;). True to its name , it actually does a marvelous job, what I experienced. It took a while for converting the 5 GB .mkv file to .mp4(for android) .&lt;br /&gt;
I will try to convert the source file to .avi today and see what is the difference between both .mp4 and .avi format.Its a good little bit of information based on my recent experience , hence shared with you people. It may help someone who will stumble upon similar problem in future.&lt;/div&gt;
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It is not an informative blog on Monsoon. I was craving for a lovely drenched afternoon back in India after staying in GCC countries for last 1.5 years.And I finally experienced it. premonsoon rains have been off and on in the capital city since last month end.And now IMD has forecasted the monsoon by mid of this month. After long time I will see rains .&lt;br /&gt;
In Gulf, there is no rainy season perhaps. Only some rains will happen in the month of &amp;nbsp;November to Januray (means in the winter season).That&#39;s all.Finish of Rainy season.&lt;br /&gt;
Back in India, I remember how I used to hate this particular season because nobody can freely walk, roam, or play around when I was a child.Now 180 degree shift of thought process when I was away from India and saw no drops of water falling from sky since long. This crazy things happen to all humans.&lt;br /&gt;
Whatever is &amp;nbsp;abundantly available with you ,you never care for those things ;you take it for granted actually. But ,when you are bereft of abundance , then you realize the actual importance of that particular thing.&lt;br /&gt;
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MLM -multi level marketing .A new concept of marketing and selling your products.Though I am not a marketing guru in any sense, but I really understand it as I am in the opposite profession i.e Buying &amp;nbsp;or Procurement in professional terms.Now why some company goes for it,whatever may be the reason for those companies,until now , I believe this is an interesting concept for any consumer. By being distributor for a quality product of any reputable company and using them for your own good is one part to it .The profitable part is to sell those product to others which is quite difficult actually.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why is it so difficult to sell something to others?&lt;br /&gt;
Though we are very much comfortable to listen to others for opinion in the cases of medical or doctors or schools or colleges or even maids, but very reluctant to buy a product from one of our relatives just because it alarms us for any ponzi scheme.(in recent times it reminds of chit funds)&lt;br /&gt;
We all may have been faced such a situation when we may be approached by somebody in our relation to use some product and also may be ,afterwards being asked to join him or her as his or her down-line.&lt;br /&gt;
And in 90% cases, we normally rejects such proposals. Am I correct or not?&lt;br /&gt;
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We buy products of some company either because of the following reasons:&lt;br /&gt;
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1) some expert recommended it ,in the case of doctors prescribing medicines&lt;br /&gt;
2) some actors imitating advertising scripts so well ,as if they are the best users of those products.(as if Salman khan books ticket in advance through yatra only and Sahrukh khan only paints in Nerolac)&lt;br /&gt;
3) finally I think the shopkeeper shows us the best discounted items or free gift items.&lt;br /&gt;
4) it is the same as above but only difference here is the shop keeper is replaced with shopping mall giving freebies e.g.buy one get one &amp;nbsp;( &amp;nbsp;ek pe ek free offer) or similar kind of things &amp;nbsp;to target major consumers .&lt;br /&gt;
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Above reasons are quite okay with us till a certain period of time. Now time has changed and it is in this continuous change mode since the advent of internet. Many people cross checked even doctor&#39;s advice .They now no longer believe that whether the actor is telling on-screen may not be all true. Because even &amp;nbsp;the news is not portrayed in all of its totality , so it is rather a common practice to disbelieve whatever the TV says.In this time of change , still psychology helps us to get driven to some established but highly advertised products. No doubt they are good but we pay a huge part of the MRP for those endorsements as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now what is good about the MLM scheme is that the endorsement money /commission will be going to one of the common man/woman ,may be your relative or friend or acquaintance who does the all the three together (adviser/actor/ business owner) ,understandably he/she cannot replace the doctors or malls or actors .Nobody can replace a Doctor , but if there is yoga or some probiotics to help our immune system , that does not mean that promotion of earlier is demolition the later.Neither, any of us wish to do so.&lt;br /&gt;
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I argue if a product or service is good and affordable and the company is established for many years and not involved in any scandals of any nature, then why not use those products which will ultimately benefit your friend or relative or simply a common man, who aspire to become a business owner.&lt;br /&gt;
The trust comes after some rigorous verification, no doubt about it and I welcome that . But it should not be just a wild and ignorant attack to vilify the intentions of a marketeer.Before attacking and lamenting anything about the product or the company , one should please go through some conscious reading about the company either through website or any other sources available.&lt;br /&gt;
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Till date , I glorify the Gujurati people for their talent of rolling the money-ball always in their family .They never depend on a so called &quot;sarkari naukri&quot;(govt job,even of a peon) to live a life.They always ,in last many years showcased best examples of entrepreneurship. I belong to Odisha and I know that my state&#39;s people still recall those days of entrepreneurship by &quot;Kartik Pournima&quot;.But somehow, they become happy to just remember those golden days of business in this part of the world.Nowadays, boys and girls are groomed to be either an IAS Officer or an engineer or a doctor.In this paragraph, I know , I have drifted from my subject , but what to do. This is one of my core issue always in my thought process- How and when odiya people will accept business as their first and foremost bread-earner .&lt;br /&gt;
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Though I am being approached many a times by different people to join Amway or herbalife , but I never joined or hesitated or rejected them as most of us do.But never doubted the quality of those products.In the meantime, I was always searching for a good Indian manufacturer to come up with MLM strategy where I will put my efforts perhaps, in future. And somehow,due to multiple of the following reasons(1. financial security of my family ,2. getting a good health in these polluted environments, 3. just a thrill of creating a business unit out of nothing ) I am inclined to take one step and land up in the doors of a company called M/s. Vestige Marketing Pvt Limited. (&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.myvestige.com/company-about.aspx&quot;&gt;http://www.myvestige.com/company-about.aspx&lt;/a&gt;).The decision was quite slow and it came after many days of rigorous brainstorming.Already there are many market leaders available for such products, still I believed in the products of this company (nobody approached me , that may be the best reason , I can guess) and management of the above company due to some factual and some gut feeling.I am not in favor of writing everything about the company in this blog as that is not my work and that work is already done by them in their site , so whoever is interested may come there and read it or google it or youtube it.&lt;br /&gt;
I am eager to see getting started from here.Because in MLM the core competencies like ,man-management will be tested heavily.Happy journey to myself.&lt;br /&gt;
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It is quite fascinating to see our elections results come just in one day.Gone are the days when we got holidays from school and watch movies in DD in election periods . Now after this EVM (Electronic Voting Machine) came into picture, everything changed. No need for broadcasting movies for DD, as all the news channels are continuously putting up all kinds of statistics on the screen.Even an illiterate will come out with flying colors,after listening to these news of elections, if someone took test on it .&lt;br /&gt;
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My wonder is ,if election result is so fast in such a vast country , then why can&#39;t we expect results of governments and bureaucrats fast as well.I hope, someday ,all the government and associated bodies of the system will took note of cumbersome processes and help their citizens by providing easy procedures.&lt;br /&gt;
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I personally quite satisfied with the change of Passport application system,adhar card application, electricity bill payment ,gas booking system.&lt;br /&gt;
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I believe faster results will come from future governments as generation shift is fast moving.&lt;br /&gt;
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Dear All friends&lt;br /&gt;
It is for you.&lt;br /&gt;
I have 2 strong memories of the friendship day in my life which I may never forget.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;2nd story -go to the the following link -&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://abhimanril.blogspot.com/2010/08/friendship-day.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;http://abhimanril.blogspot.com/2010/08/friendship-day.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;First Story-&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;Mr. Sunil Pandab -He is my college friend .We studied together in our&amp;nbsp;+2 science (11th &amp;amp; 12th &amp;nbsp;for many).Tragedies happened to my friend in final exams &amp;amp; his family&#39;s financial status sinks, as no one from his family could have afforded his further studies in engineering or medical.(one small information here- in 1999- we were left with two options either you can go for medical or engineering-- I recall them as hopeless days), I thought he would pursue some normal higher studies like BSc &amp;amp; then MSc. or might take a job ,perhaps because of his family conditions.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;So I left the city and started further coaching to get into a good engineering school.But I felt I was immature enough to concentrate on studies rather other stuffs which were far ahead of my understanding at those time.(don&#39;t take me wrong ,actually I was not indulged in some dubious activity rather I was interested towards spiritual path but not strong enough to leave everything behind.I was like -want to be a yogi but also kept my foot inside a material world).And my ranking slips beyond my expectations and finally got an Engineering seat in a private college in south part of Odisha.(it was just 4 years old) .My hopeless journey continued amidst my love affair with a girl who is my wife today.(for the love story- I have a different blog post series-milestone ).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;In the 2nd year, I was living in a rented house in the town for better concentration on studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;On a day similar like this one,though unaware of that &amp;nbsp;(means friendship day of 2002) when I called my father as usual, he informed me that Sunil had left a message and his landline number for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;For information:- till that date, I was unaware of a friendship day &amp;nbsp;existing in the world.Normally people cannot digest this ,as after y2k how can a person be so ignorant of such things.But, believe it or not it is a fact. I am a lonely person and in a way introvert.I rarely interacts in groups.I was happy to have very few friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;So, I got the number of my old friend and message to call him whenever free.So I called him thinking he must have been engaged with some job or maximum -may be studying BSc. What happened next was quite funny and bizarre. To my wonder - he told me he joined the Engineering &amp;nbsp;with some financial help from his brother and some financial assistance of bank after local politician&#39;s recommendation. Ok, I was glad enough to congratulate him- asked about his well being and his family .Then I asked which branch he selected- he told Electronics &amp;amp; Instrumentation Engineering- I am again surprised and happy enough to congratulate him ,because I was also joined the same branch in 2001.Then I asked which college he choose for this branch ,as very few &amp;nbsp; private &amp;amp; govt. colleges were there (perhaps only 2 in govt- NIT &amp;nbsp;Rourkela, CET ,Bhubaneswar &amp;amp; 3 in private - Ghansyam Hemlata of Puri, NIST of Berhampur &amp;amp; JITM of Parlakhemundi).He told me again with my greatest astonishment that he selected JITM( currently you can find our college with this URL &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.cutm.ac.in/&quot;&gt;http://www.cutm.ac.in/&lt;/a&gt;) , in which I was actually studying. Scratching my head, I asked again that how on earth, did he know that I was also studying the same branch in the same college .For information- in 2002,there was no mobile thing happened to us and landline was also luxury to us (lower middle class).So,communication was very poor in those days.He replied with both complete joy and surprise that he did not know anything about my whereabouts in those 2 years.He only knew that I was pursuing engineering in some college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;After hanging up with the call ,I was filled with happiness thinking &amp;nbsp;to be with my old friend &amp;amp; again for next three years.While coming back to my house I overheard somebody in the road wishing someone else &quot;Happy friendship Day&quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;Then I realized that day was some friendship day and after some inquiry,I got to know friendship day is celebrated on first Sunday of August.My joy had no limits because of the timing/coincidence happened to my life and my friends life.And people may not believe the coincidence never stopped till date.His life&#39;s trajectory is almost similar to me except the marriage part till now.I joined a Paper manufacturing company after my engineering in 2006. He got selected in another Paper manufacturing company in 2006 end. Then ,I got selected to Reliance Industries Limited in 2006 end. He joined the same in 2007 end but to different unit i.e. Surat &amp;amp; I was in Jamnagar but both are in Gujarat.I left Reliance in 2013 end. He left in 2015 .Both are in Gulf now.He is in Saudi Arabia &amp;amp; myself in Qatar.God knows, how many such coincidences are remaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;When we relate to God in different relationship in Sanatan Paramparaa- one aspect is also depicted as friendship &amp;amp; Sudama was the best example in Srikrishna&#39;s life which I love the most..Though I am having very few friends in my life, but still I enjoy company of them the most .I always felt God has enriched my life with these companionship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;So Happy Friendship Day to Sunil Pandab and all of my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;This is the end of first story for which I may never forget friendship day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Posting the video links of many Rath Yatra (many more are there) of this year all over the world &amp;amp; some other my favorite &amp;nbsp;videos related to SriJagannath .&lt;br /&gt;
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Special Link added for international viewer for live streaming of Rath Yatra 2015--&lt;a href=&quot;http://rathjatra.nic.in/&quot;&gt;http://rathjatra.nic.in/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;0.This year Special Navakalebara official video:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;1.Ukrain&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;2.Malaysia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;3.London&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;4.Melbourne&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogger.com/%3Ciframe%20width=%22854%22%20height=%22510%22%20src=%22https://www.youtube.com/embed/czDkacxdUuk%22%20frameborder=%220%22%20allowfullscreen%3E%3C/iframe%3E&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;510&quot; src=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/embed/czDkacxdUuk&quot; width=&quot;854&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;5.Poland&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogger.com/%3Ciframe%20width=%22854%22%20height=%22510%22%20src=%22https://www.youtube.com/embed/woFRT_XUMWs%22%20frameborder=%220%22%20allowfullscreen%3E%3C/iframe%3E&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;510&quot; src=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/embed/woFRT_XUMWs&quot; width=&quot;854&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;6.Rome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogger.com/%3Ciframe%20width=%22854%22%20height=%22510%22%20src=%22https://www.youtube.com/embed/x8vVjll9Dgw%22%20frameborder=%220%22%20allowfullscreen%3E%3C/iframe%3E&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;510&quot; src=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/embed/x8vVjll9Dgw&quot; width=&quot;854&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.NewYork&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.Serbia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I have been experiencing a roller coaster ride since 2013. I left a stable job in Dec 2013 and come to Muscat for better opportunity.Muscat was very good place to live and grow, but career was leading to somewhere else,which I did not wish to,unfortunately.Hence, I again switched to Doha for newer opportunity .Now, I am gradually coming to terms with the office and social circles.Hopefully,my endeavor to find a good place to work and grow will end here or somewhere else, soon.Fortunes favors the brave- this is in my mind since child- I believe this helps me to decide on tough situations.Decisions may go wrong, but I know, I need to believe in my decisions and work on it .Consequences may not be in my hand, but doing what I believe is certainly my job.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lets hope and pray to get what I aspire.&lt;br /&gt;
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The best part of love is when it enters into your head &amp;amp; it fills with only love and nothing else.It enhances your vision to understand beyond your normal capacity.Its like a soothing music which triggers all relaxing buds in your body &amp;nbsp;to intoxicate itself immediately.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes I feel to be immersed with the feeling of love.it is so blissful .In earth , I believe to love something , is very easy .When we love someone, then we become make more sense as a living being. But when we learn to take ownership then we make more sense as a human being.It differentiates from other animals - to care and take responsibilities for the outcome .&lt;br /&gt;
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To love someone means ,you are a conscious being .&lt;br /&gt;
And to love all &amp;nbsp;makes one a super-conscious being.&lt;br /&gt;
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It proves that the first step to become a super-conscious being is to learn love someone beyond the parameter of body , at first.&lt;br /&gt;
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It is quite a time now..From the last milestone post. The feeling to sit down and write something on any subject is very moody affair to me. I assume ,it happens to every body .. Never mind, we will come to the point in the next paragraph &amp;nbsp;where we left in last milestone.&lt;br /&gt;
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Post Y2K -2001-2002- continued----&lt;br /&gt;
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In a single word- she was mesmerizing to me.It is like GOD fulfils your dream in a single shot..I &amp;nbsp;cannot remember whether I mentioned in some earlier posts or not, but it was a very naive and simple hearted request to GOD in &amp;nbsp;my adolescence, that to help me recognize my life partner in the very sight of her without any doubt in mind. This type of idea came to me ,when I was just completed 15 years of age perhaps.I wrote it down somewhere in my personal diary as well. At that point of time, I did not realize, GOD will &amp;nbsp;really do miracle like this.&lt;br /&gt;
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Feeling of love and craving to see her everytime &amp;nbsp;was not enough back then.. GOD created an artist in me &amp;nbsp;to give me a realization that something is different in me. I understood very quickly that I developed a skill of creating small set of &quot;sayari&quot;(urdu &amp;nbsp;poetry) .. It was quite dramatic transition for me because ,lifelong I always struggled to understand poetry in classes. In the subject of Language, I could not comprehend the hidden meaning of the poetry and always took help of the guidebooks for the same,And for me to formulate rhymes and put it in words of hindustani sayari form , is really filmy..but believe it or not --it is true.. I think which is why Love is called a disease.It has many side effects with itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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A sense of overwhelming joy was constantly inside me in those first days of new found love, though it was quite depressing environment surrounding us in those days,if I am looking back now.The most interesting twist came to my love story came when I cannot bear the idea that she still does not know &quot; I LOVE HER&quot;. Some circumstances were also helping -such as- some fellow student in the ED(Engineering Drawing) classes were very affectionate to help her in the studies of lines and 3D objects..And that idea of letting someone else say the three letter words to her was intolerable, though I was totally ignorant of her..A gush of adrenalin came from somewhere from my body and I finally decided to break all sorts of barrier of shyness and talk to her.. But &quot;&quot;&quot;&quot;&quot;&quot; what I will say?##### Big question mark.I tried to streamline my mind and heart to put up some procedure to initiate talking.&lt;br /&gt;
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By the way, I just want to say that all this was going along with studies.I never forgot to study as it was the only one factor for which I met her in that college. Hence, I believed that , if GOD permitted me to take chance on romance and find love, there was no way giving away the main course on which HE put me in for which we got the chance to see the bystanders (other emotions of life).. Hence love affair is called a part of life. To summarize in a better way, if we want to lead a good life, we must allow Thy&#39;s intervention sometimes and prioritize our own goals. We should focus on the path called life , everything will come on timely basis, if we deserve..And He will guide us in the righteous path in each part of life. And by assembling these parts of life, we will complete our own journey someday successfully.&lt;br /&gt;
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A bit of lecture in between the interesting chapters.... quite boring to some people..But I cannot take the blame from my &amp;nbsp;readers that I misguided any body to the experience of love which is &amp;nbsp;also interchangeable with life as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ok, I continue where I left.. I started learning writing Hindi language &amp;nbsp;first.. You must be thinking that what kind of person is this -- ignorant or illiterate. No I am not illiterate but yes I was ignorant of some of the basic facts before proceeding with some adventures.Nevertheless, I continued my crash course in Hindi writing from a not-so-very scholarly person but very interesting person named &amp;nbsp;Sandeep Sharma in my love story. This crash course was based on the firm assumption that my love (she) must not know how to read odiya(our mother language). To that point , I came to know that &amp;nbsp;she came from DPS,Nalco, which is the only DPS in Odisha which is &amp;nbsp;one of the premier school in CBSE in our state. And &amp;nbsp;I believed that, in convent schools , students normally can&#39;t read odiya fonts due to lack of interest and practice.It was based on my experience with my cousins who went to so called convent schools.My learning was over by the end of second week of December 2001..I was now thinking to put my &quot;sayari&quot; sets into paper.&lt;br /&gt;
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I bought one set of A2 size of Drawing paper, cut it down rectangle shapes to look like notes. bordered with red lines in each sheet. you must know that &amp;nbsp;I am a kind of a handicap when it comes to drawing . I tried my best to not to jeopardize my own best efforts to put a first love letter of my life ,by any means.Hence, very carefully, I did not try to invent more arts in myself ,but to put it to some simple &amp;nbsp;straight lines and my poems.Along with I bought one greeting card of yellow roses (I completely afraid to give red rose greeting card at the very first time).. Now everything is ready.. Whom should I trust to become my post-man was the first problem.&lt;br /&gt;
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Actually I found one guy who incidentally happened to be geographically nearer to her in Nalco.He hailed from NTPC, Talcher. I caught him befriending with each and every girl who he came across, so &amp;nbsp;I deduced that this person had some talent to convince a girl to do at least some sort of like post-waomanship..This thought came to me when I met Jaydeep outside the class session of chemistry for review of answer paper, after our internal exam where this boy was strolling with some other class mate(girl) . and in other hand ,I was experiencing something awesome for the first time- my first interaction with her. Below are the detailed description&lt;br /&gt;
I fortunately became the highest scorer in chemistry in my section for the first internal exam. I am perplexed and surprised with my new unknown expertise Chemistry.. I was thinking what a coincidence, I found interest in chemistry after 3 years when I found my love who is in Chemical Engineering. Anyone can be dumbfounded with this much of chain of facts though superstitious. Ok,Ok enough..Now the scene was -she was arguing with the teacher for some wrong answer.. teacher indicated towards me for explanation to her question. I was in the cloud # nine.. I did not know what to answer .. I was just looking at her face &amp;amp; could not get what she was telling for at least first 2 minutes. Then she requested to take my paper to see for &amp;nbsp;herself. and then she looks at me (perhaps enviously) . I dared to speak a little with very controlled emotions.Another coincidence , happened &amp;nbsp;then, she knew the place where my father was working at that point time.. I was again surprised to know from a DPS student to know such an interior place on Earth..May be ,her strong part was Geography- &amp;nbsp;I thought.. Later on she told that her Ajaa(means Maternal Grand Father) was there for some year in the forest services..I did not want to flee from that place, but to control my happiness and &amp;nbsp;blushing smile , I came out from that place &amp;nbsp;and found out the boy I described earlier..&lt;br /&gt;
Jaydeep was surprised to the hell to know that my-kind-of boy can also fall in love and that to a DPS girl.&lt;br /&gt;
Though he did not discourage me , I could sense of danger to go so aggressively for the first love letter &amp;nbsp;and that to ,just after one internal exam.Seniors were watching every movement of us and can do anything to suppress any such advances.Seniors normally think they have the birthright to take upon the junior girls. I understand this nature comes from our basic idea to marry a girl whose age is below of the boy&#39;s..whatever-----&lt;br /&gt;
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Though surprised, Jaydeep extended his help to be the first chain of post-manship which I &amp;nbsp;required for the Mission-Love-Possible.Ha ha ha.. When I am writing these down, I just felt visiting my college days again..&lt;br /&gt;
I am very weak in remembering dates and hence I did not remember when exactly I gave my parcel of letters to Jaydeep but by process of elimination, I am slightly sure about the Dec 25th &amp;nbsp;night &amp;nbsp;in 2001.&lt;br /&gt;
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For now , I am signing off..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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He had been tall and handsome, but he was bedridden,when &amp;nbsp;I see him.&lt;br /&gt;
He had been roaring all the years in the jungle, but he was silent ,when I see him.&lt;br /&gt;
He had been quite a man all the years he lived,but he was still a small kid, when I see him.&lt;br /&gt;
He had been spreading love to everyone in these years and it multiplied over the years, when I see him.&lt;br /&gt;
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He is the adorable &amp;nbsp;Ajaa of the Family.I am his grand son-in-law in his family.I think, he was the eldest person &amp;nbsp;present and blessed us in our marriage.We (pinku bhaina,pinu bhauja,chicki and me) are lucky that we could have him in our marriages.&lt;br /&gt;
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He is no more, since last April-2013.Though it was quite evident in his last days, but still he survived many odds, not only in the later stage of life, but also in his prime. Elder &amp;amp; beloved son&#39;s death must have taken a toll of him.Many things to learn from his life.In return,let us pray God &amp;nbsp;for peace-the eternal bliss to his soul.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;A Walk To Remember&lt;/b&gt;-This is one of the most romantic films I have ever seen in my life. Kudos to the director- I had got a divine notion seeing this.&lt;br /&gt;
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What if ,we are some body-less ,want-less,benign-SOMETHING!!!- This outer Body &amp;nbsp;separates us and shows us as different from one another &amp;amp; Suppose it is not there someday and all we look alike ! Alas !!We will only can love each other in this condition because we all are the same SOMETHING..For many believers the SOMETHING may refer to Spirit,Consciousness &amp;nbsp;and many other names in many different  languages. but for non-believers- it just a hypothesis- means until proved to be true, SOMETHING is just NOTHING. But what is the harm to Assume for some moment.&lt;br /&gt;
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If we really ask us,we would never find a negative answer on whether we want &amp;nbsp;love all around us or not..&lt;br /&gt;
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All emotions are created and surrounded by this strong one theory called love.-Scientist may ,someday ,formalize this and finally declare it the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;String Theory&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;..(Ha Ha Ha)&lt;br /&gt;
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All religions should marry each other with this undying faith on Love..Bet on me, there is no other religion except Love on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;
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Let this prevail and get us &amp;nbsp;Utopian bliss in near future.&lt;br /&gt;
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Aameen......&lt;br /&gt;
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beautiful quotes from the same picture&lt;br /&gt;
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One day in college,teacher randomly asked about life.Actually the next poem was on life.Hence, she wanted to collect perspectives of life from the audience..Fellow students said many things.I ,as an introspective guy in those days,answered &quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Life is a mystery and we are born to live the riddle and if possible solve it.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I never read these lines nor I have a good memory for one-liners,but it was a kind of impromptu ..&lt;br /&gt;
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I believe this is true ..sometimes life is bliss,sometimes excruciating,sometimes both at the same moment ..&lt;br /&gt;
This both at the same moment surprises me the most ..Though there are many examples to this &amp;nbsp;experiences , ,I don&#39;t want to go into that ,for now.Everybody must have been feeling such experiences at many times.&lt;br /&gt;
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I think ,we make our life easier by putting goals/objectives .Goal may be good,bad for society we live in.&lt;br /&gt;
But, we believe in our goals for a duration on this planet and use our strength to achieve something towards it.And by all these ,we never felt the puzzle of life so difficult,isn&#39;t it?&lt;br /&gt;
Adolf Hitler easily exterminated &amp;nbsp;thousands of lives - as his Objective was clear- no Jews in German&#39;s grand &amp;amp; pure nation.&lt;br /&gt;
Many such examples are there..&lt;br /&gt;
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The big question still lies -- what is the way to solve the riddle?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;why we are born/who we are/where we came from/where will we go/what is this body doing with us/what-if this body is not there with us- many questions are there...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;But we want to have a easy life and hence make silly objectives and follow them...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Many days passed away since my first blog post.. Still every time I sit down to write something there is a question in my mind..&quot;what to write?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Actually perfect question sometimes also is &quot;what not to write?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Because, we sometimes become so overcrowded with thoughts &amp;amp; emotions&amp;nbsp;that it is very sensitive to us&amp;nbsp;- what not to write.&lt;br /&gt;
Though it is my wish and my platform to write anything I wish, but sometimes we always retrospect &lt;br /&gt;
the action we did in the past (which were not so good ) and feel pity on us.&lt;br /&gt;
Somebody told me one secret today. Although it was already known to me as a disciple of Gayatri pariwar(in hindi pariwar means-family ) (&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.awgp.org/&quot;&gt;www.awgp.org&lt;/a&gt;) ,but still the way it was&amp;nbsp;presented&amp;nbsp;was nice.&lt;br /&gt;
The power of thought-&quot;thought becomes thing&quot;- It means whatever you see it in your head with pure conviction, whole nature&#39;s forces will join you to get that or fulfill that (I want to add one line here- If the thought is good for all human race or world, then forces become strong otherwise the forces will resist or fade away..&#39;&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
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A full day debate or discussion can go on the subject , but to cut short &amp;amp; summarize:---&amp;nbsp;many times what we wish with good intent, god/nature/universe fulfills them(it also includes your perseverance).. But to maintain that ,we need to toil hard---Is it not true....&lt;br /&gt;
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I am posting a link in youtube which is quite interesting(more to a physics lover )&lt;br /&gt;
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link: &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;v=FeFuc-qFKoA&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;v=FeFuc-qFKoA&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;imagen&quot; src=&quot;http://k37.kn3.net/78708A848.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I love you-Most charismatic words said ever in the planet. When I remember the very first day ,I met her in the classroom, it was the most happy moment for me. It felt like some kind of new blood is flowing through my heart and mind. Thoughts rapidly changed.. Even to come to terms with the changed personality,oneself needs to be very sensitive. I love that experience of first love. To look her in the eyes and talked through them, without disturbing anybody... Ha ha good-god what a marvelous superb feeling. May God bless all with this sweet feeling once in a lifetime...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;Below song is for my love.......&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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			&lt;a href=&quot;http://saavn.com/p/song/hindi/Arijit-Singh---Tum-Hi-Ho/Tose-Naina/RCFGXhNaAnY&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Listen to Tose-Naina from Arijit-Singh---Tum-Hi-Ho on Saavn&lt;/a&gt;
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After a long time, I sat down to write something perhaps.....Good... It is a Sunday, listening to my&amp;nbsp;favorite&amp;nbsp;music... Missing presence of my love by my side is the only&amp;nbsp;propellant&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;force&amp;nbsp;me write - I believe....&lt;br /&gt;
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So , to go further from my journey towards knowing or realizing love ,from my last&amp;nbsp;blog post&amp;nbsp;&quot;milestone continued&quot;, I would like to jot down many more facts and discoveries , I had made afterwards, when , I &amp;nbsp;met my girl..She was beautiful - first thought when I came across her.. &amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;didn&#39;t&amp;nbsp;aware of music playing around &amp;nbsp;ears as I never happened to watch much of famous romantic movies till that age.But, It was no less than&amp;nbsp;someone&amp;nbsp;playing violin around me ,when she entered the class in mid sept-2006, sec-D, JITM,Paralakhemundi.(www.jitm.org) Though place is little bit unknown to the world, but love has no GPS preferences as such...&lt;br /&gt;
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So, who was she? And why she was like a magnet to me- I was amazed by the tremendous force behind such first sight love...&lt;br /&gt;
My mind was asking one question- Is it normal for a boy to look a beautiful girl and feel such attracted at first instance itself?My mind &amp;nbsp;says a difficult answer at that time, a strict NO. I feel betrayed by my mind , I was not able to understand the snoozing &amp;nbsp;of all logic alarms for indefinite time when I see her again &amp;amp; again..Now,my heart pumped me to look for her in each direction, I see...I used &amp;nbsp;blackboard&amp;nbsp;as &amp;nbsp;a reflecting agent for her..many a times , I constantly see the shining blackboard in one of our class where her shade was reflecting in that same blackboard and watched her movements in that only..I enjoyed my invention, never told one except her, perhaps.Many people might think , why was I using so difficult methods to see her? To answer them, my answer is , my nature is different- normally &amp;nbsp;I wait for long time to befriend with anyone..&lt;br /&gt;
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To be continued-------&lt;/div&gt;
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My sunday was passed by &amp;nbsp;exploring Google chrome app store from the morning to evening.Me and my wife cheated to our weekly work at home like toilet cleaning and mopping as we did not want to waste time doing that..&lt;br /&gt;
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We ,instead tried to cook lunch earlier than&amp;nbsp;usual&amp;nbsp;from other sundays. But another comedy of errors occured. I had &amp;nbsp;gone to Reliance-mart for shopping for some of the required items which was planned for our lunch.I have reached the mart and completed collecting all , then stand in the queue for another 45 minutes . Alas!!! I have forgotten to take any money or the Card also.Being&amp;nbsp;Embarrassed&amp;nbsp;and half-dazed , &amp;nbsp;I came from the mart to home with a long face.The time &amp;nbsp;I might have used for peel&amp;nbsp;coconut&amp;nbsp;flesh for today&#39;s special&amp;nbsp;coconut&amp;nbsp;dishes.&lt;br /&gt;
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We decided to prepare food as soon as possible and will watch Hunted in our bedroom with AC on.Today&#39;s food was great... The best thing was she put &amp;nbsp;fresh cocunut in both &amp;nbsp;rice and curry .This cocunut was taken from Reliance twonship entrance side trees.So, they are absolutely free - that adds an extra taste to the today&#39;s dish.&lt;br /&gt;
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We started watching the movie ,but slept before some ghost arises in that horror movie.At evening we visited two places for GANAPATI.&lt;br /&gt;
Mrs. Swati from RPTL HR invited for having &lt;u&gt;prasaad&lt;/u&gt; from &quot;Satya Narayan Puja&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Then visited to see Lord&#39;s Idol @ Civic center.&lt;br /&gt;
We were fortunate to see one rangoli&amp;nbsp;competition&amp;nbsp;that was held in the morning .Thunderstorms were frightening my lovely wife a bit so, we moved quickly to home and decided to take revenge of the morning . Gone for shopping @ R-mart. And en-route we had our dinner at Pavilion, where the waiters took us by surprise with their friendly attitudes .&amp;nbsp;Moreover&amp;nbsp;chinese was good...&lt;br /&gt;
Now going to take on Hunted ....&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Good night.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;This was a good Sunday.......&lt;/div&gt;
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This post is in continuation with the last post named Milestone dated 20.02.2011.I was thinking to march further on that subject from many days. But, never &amp;nbsp;I could get a time for think and write.Just now , I was afresh because of meeting to an old friend from my Engineering college-his name is Mr. Shailendra Gouda-There is unknown chemistry from day one between us though I know &amp;nbsp;I don&#39;t believe many of ways of his &amp;nbsp;thinking process.Still &amp;nbsp;I enjoyed his company whenever &amp;nbsp;I had a chance.OK let us focus on my subject of today.&lt;br /&gt;
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I was writing about my 2nd milestone- love.This 4 letter word is the most enchanting and charismatic word of my life when I fell into it,but before that ,it was just as normal word in the dictionary.When i was 12 years old, &amp;nbsp;friends (100% boys) always talked why I love you is told to a girl or boy in cinema.I was thoughtful about why no such cinematic language is seen in real life.So, a kind of belief &amp;nbsp;cements in my sub-conscious&amp;nbsp;that such love stories are fake and only fiction-so can only be seen in reel life but not in real life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Even after getting pass out from &amp;nbsp;from +2 college, I remember that I never cared for love.But the turning point of my life came when at the age of 16 , I took the thread ceremony of my life. Though I was not a brahmin, I was taken the oath (dikhsya) from Gayatri Pariwar for chanting the Gayatri Mantra at around that age &amp;nbsp;in some village with my own interest - reason or biggest reason- I wanted to give up Anger-And why Anger Because I just had beaten one friend of mine 2 days ago with some sandals (cause- I came to know that boy had blinded one of my&amp;nbsp;favorite&amp;nbsp;stray dog at our&amp;nbsp;tuition&amp;nbsp;class)-seems funny. But at that tender age , I was so angry that I could Kill that boy. I &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; dogs- sorry every animals- I&amp;nbsp;am afraid of &amp;nbsp;many animals, insects and reptiles&amp;nbsp;but cannot tolerate anybody causing harm to them at least in front of me. &lt;br /&gt;
Once I cried in front of my mother because my big brother catches a bee and put her into match box and dropped it into a hole in the backyard.Actually before that scene I was crying for help to be&amp;nbsp;free from that bee only&amp;nbsp;.Big brother helped me in that sense, but i did not like the way he tortures the little creature.So, that is me. I emphasized the word love in the previous para because I noticed myself engulfed with the sweet feeling of love or longingnness towards other creatures from the very childhood. When some turbulent situations had gone through our family, I have seen my family cry.I had asked the first and last question&amp;nbsp; to my father that why my mother is crying.My father replied that you will get to know when you will be grown up.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ok, now at the age of 17, I felt myself enough grown-up to understand the complex process of love. Still&amp;nbsp; I was afraid of looking straight to any&amp;nbsp;girl in front of me.I was so proud of this attitude that&amp;nbsp; I never felt it to be changed.So, I never talked to a girl straight.Till the age of 21&amp;nbsp; I can feel the pride of being Indian-Love for mother country, the pride of being&amp;nbsp; such a good child of great parents- love of myself and love for parents. After 5 years of spiritual self regulation, I could manage to frame a question for my messy thought process of mysterious love. As&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;read some of&amp;nbsp;the scriptures, they&amp;nbsp;are all over-shadowed by the passion of love only, I now,very well know that what is this love- the supreme thing which cure every odds of human beings.&lt;br /&gt;
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I was quite well aware of the theoretical love which I can describe in language. But, unfortunately, I was still unable to feel it.Sometimes, I just sat in some lonely place and jot down my feelings. In those days, I had managed to&amp;nbsp;scribble some golden thoughts which translates to the exact happening in my life as a coincidence. But, I never believed so.Some guiding angel was there to show me the future course , or some sign of it.That is why I was in such a desperate search of love at that age.&lt;br /&gt;
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While reading many articles in &quot;Yug Shakti Gayatri&quot;, The Bhagwat Gita,some Puraanas, I felt that love is something which everybody is unknown of - If that kind of love is embodied in every human then this world will&amp;nbsp; be&amp;nbsp; like heaven or something.I raised my eyebrows again when I read about crying for somebody because he/she missed him/her very much.The crying thing was the burning question in my heart for&amp;nbsp;a long period till I melt down and cried for somebody and later on for Almighty.&lt;br /&gt;
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Enough for today..&lt;br /&gt;
The search continues......till I met someone.....&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhimanril.blogspot.com/feeds/4966142614702715621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3654626421040700248/4966142614702715621' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654626421040700248/posts/default/4966142614702715621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654626421040700248/posts/default/4966142614702715621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhimanril.blogspot.com/2011/08/milestone-continued.html' title='Milestone continued.....'/><author><name>abhimanril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445828151600101088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654626421040700248.post-9038860113440347965</id><published>2011-07-31T00:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-31T00:15:38.907+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="happiness"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="money"/><title type='text'>Happiness and Money</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC6SkDbI1OKkeVNKDgA8xoRn3S8V0zTBzUqk00bulnAm3lxOT-__rwBvtyYYGvvt1e6MqobB0SoqIeSnjCnK-BsNi16cyFyjr3eR7n94Prt30rutOCKoaiWkVNpiQ3KG_b3jKh5R1PErmx/s1600/Quotes-for-Happiness-and-Satisfaction.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC6SkDbI1OKkeVNKDgA8xoRn3S8V0zTBzUqk00bulnAm3lxOT-__rwBvtyYYGvvt1e6MqobB0SoqIeSnjCnK-BsNi16cyFyjr3eR7n94Prt30rutOCKoaiWkVNpiQ3KG_b3jKh5R1PErmx/s320/Quotes-for-Happiness-and-Satisfaction.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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These are some beautiful thoughts which captured me overwhelmingly some days ago .I was wondering why people are so unhappy although they get everything they need in day to day life.If we delve into the subject matter,we will find in 90% cases root cause is money-wealth . yes Money can be correlated to power also in some of cases. people crave for power and money.Though we have some but we want more always and that is natural to human tendency.But,my question is &quot;whether to be unhappy because of the wants is natural to human traits?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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I don&#39;t need to ask anybody- I hope the&amp;nbsp;conscientious&amp;nbsp;answer to this question is always NO.We got our answer why we are mostly unhappy. Now the question is how we can be happy being so called human being of never ending thirst for money and crave for power.Answer is Happiness does not come from anywhere, neither from money nor from power and also neither it come with power or money or without it. We create a state of mind with reference to other person to&amp;nbsp;demoralize&amp;nbsp;ourselves many of the times to justify our lust.&amp;nbsp;Comparison&amp;nbsp;between compatriots with respect to power ,wealth spoils peace in mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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To &amp;nbsp;be happy and &amp;nbsp;successful - both can be possible if we can create our benchmark with ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;
Improvements should always be compared with one&#39;s own-shelf instead of his so called competitors.My belief is let the market,media, whole world compare you with everybody in the rest of the world but we should be happy what we are now and what we have achieved till date with our own hands.We should improve day by day setting targets for ourselves .This would culminate the slow poison like depression, stress and tension among many young minds who face stiff&amp;nbsp;competitive&amp;nbsp;world for studies, jobs, marriage and God-knows-what-not.......&lt;br /&gt;
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Age of Empires- this computer game was an addiction to me when I was preparing for my engineering entrance in 2001.A desktop was bought ,first time , in our house for my brother to complete a computer course(e-commerce). He had copied this game from somewhere and installed it in our desktop. And &amp;nbsp;I remember , I had played many a times when my brother was out .I gave away &amp;nbsp;this addictions by observing&amp;nbsp; my brother only who was also in love with this game.I saw him forgetting everything required for living in those days.&lt;br /&gt;
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And that (to became a game-addict)&amp;nbsp;was quite shocking to me. I never wanted to be like that. I loved to be felt responsible always whether it is in bad or good sense.I hold responsible myself always for what I have done till today.I never blamed others for my failures or shortcomings.I alwasys searched for a good soul to be present by my side when I need him/her the most..For me -&amp;nbsp;my father is and&amp;nbsp; will always be&amp;nbsp;the good soul .Whatever comes I will never forget his sayings and teachings. I think he is the true&amp;nbsp; value in me.He preaches less but I followed more to him.&lt;br /&gt;
And I never repented for that.&lt;br /&gt;
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From above all discussion , I would like to conclude&amp;nbsp;that I belong to a&amp;nbsp;mixture of &lt;strong&gt;Conscientiousness and Agreeableness&lt;/strong&gt; personality trait.Which is good actually.I can never remain sad for long period. And for me ,taking ownership matters the most.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhimanril.blogspot.com/feeds/8951795281067958600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3654626421040700248/8951795281067958600' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654626421040700248/posts/default/8951795281067958600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654626421040700248/posts/default/8951795281067958600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhimanril.blogspot.com/2011/07/angry-bird-to-retrospect.html' title='Angry Bird to  Retrospect'/><author><name>abhimanril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445828151600101088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654626421040700248.post-371359566072780908</id><published>2011-07-20T01:02:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-20T01:06:56.334+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="learning from life"/><title type='text'>Learnings</title><content type='html'>We all know that thing- Which one?To implement some new things to our life is very difficult . To know the best thing(way of living life) is very simple but to imbibe and&amp;nbsp;practice&amp;nbsp;it in real life with conviction is really tough.And we learn new things in every manner in each second .But we ignore 99 % as they block our so called natural thinking process.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;After reading some good books (mostly inspirational Ones),we got some hangover &amp;nbsp;for some days, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even after seeing some good movies, we get the same feeling sometimes if our minds are still receptive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What happens to them -those&amp;nbsp;inspirational&amp;nbsp;lines in the books and best&amp;nbsp;dialogues&amp;nbsp;in the film- where do they go in your mind??? They&amp;nbsp;evaporate&amp;nbsp; in some desert , I think.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;So where is my point here..Somewhere, we should sit down and&amp;nbsp;re-look&amp;nbsp;ourselves and start loving ourselves.Otherwise 10-20 years past, we may not&amp;nbsp;recognize&amp;nbsp;ourselves- because if we don&#39;t choose our destiny on our own,then there is 70-80 % chance is there where we will never know what we meant to be in earth..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a purposeless life is like flesh without soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are my today&#39;s&amp;nbsp;learning&amp;nbsp;from one film Zindegi Na Milegi do bara -- to embrace life with full of entusisasm and energy &amp;nbsp;like never before.The same type of feeling was imparted by some book called &quot;Stop worrying and start living &quot; by Dale Carnegie.&lt;br /&gt;
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Every 7th day there comes a Sunday full of happiness. but every pending housework brutally murders the feel of the relaxing Sunday. Saturday night is the more comfortable than Sunday morning for me.I feel clock ticking towards the end of this holiday&amp;nbsp;when I get up in Sunday morning . So , I feel unsatisfied from the beginning. But Saturday seems to me as an unending road.Wow.. Do as your wish, no need to go to bed early today..&lt;br /&gt;
And this time another Sunday passed away from our life. We will mourn by sleeping early to wake up early in the morning to go for boring work that earns bread for us to enjoy the next Saturday night and kill the next Sunday morning by thinking all the pending work and the next Monday work.. See , this is a vicious circle which is continuing for an eternity .&lt;br /&gt;
So, what should we we do?&lt;br /&gt;
Solution:-&lt;br /&gt;
1) Let there be no such Sunday -holiday funda.. we should work till we exhaust ourselves completely and relax for a day or two.&lt;br /&gt;
2)There should be no pending housework for anybody - But how come&amp;nbsp;this is possible for anyone. you may hire house maids for your work to outsource, still there will be some work to do on your own. The basic thing -we should love our housework on Sunday.- It should be entertaining instead of boring.And that needs a lot of practice for every human to accept.&lt;br /&gt;
List of activities for me and my wife on a normal Sunday&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;For me:-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
1-Putting all to-be-cleaned clothes into washing machine and monitor till the end.&lt;br /&gt;
2-Clean the toilet ( total 2 nos) and occasionally one (01) bathroom also.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;For my wife:-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
1-make breakfast &amp;amp; food for lunch&lt;br /&gt;
2-mop the house&amp;nbsp; and before it to sweep it very clean- take at least 1/2 hour .&lt;br /&gt;
3- put&amp;nbsp; clothes from washing machine&amp;nbsp;for drying under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;
4- collect them and put some of them for ironing also.&lt;br /&gt;
5- prepare dinner also...&lt;br /&gt;
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Note:- Being wife , it sucks- a whole bunch of work. Really horrible being a girl and then becoming wife of someone also..OK that is a different topic altogether.&lt;br /&gt;
OK now I should go to sleep as my writing appetite is also dying along&amp;nbsp;with this Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;
Bye!! &amp;nbsp;goodnight to everyone..&lt;br /&gt;
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Today we&amp;nbsp;managed&amp;nbsp;reach&amp;nbsp; Review in just 3-5 minutes from our home&amp;nbsp;.we took fanta in water bottle and security can&#39;t see it as it is not transparent.. hi haa haa.&lt;br /&gt;
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Songs&amp;nbsp; in the movie are few-- Aamir&#39;s solo in the last was jhakkashhh...&lt;br /&gt;
Best Scene:- Roof was destroyed when Vir Dash was hanging to&amp;nbsp;death ...&lt;br /&gt;
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Imran khan is good in this film.. Kela in the ad firm is also good- Like the normal BOSS... &lt;br /&gt;
Few stills if you people want to see----&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.indicine.com/movies/bollywood/delhi-belly-pics/&quot;&gt;http://www.indicine.com/movies/bollywood/delhi-belly-pics/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;Let me summerize before you what I achieved in these 10 years with a chronological order.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p$1&gt;1998-2000&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p$1&gt;I was a&amp;nbsp;confused kid with inclination and faith towards spiritualism ,but again asking&amp;nbsp; to get logical answers from my Guruji&#39;s Text book of life... My life unrolls from here by reading Him and clearing some basic doubts of life&#39;s mystery....Apart from Him ,Mr MK Gandhi, Aurobindo, Subhash Bose. Sir Jagdish chandra Bose,Einstein,Stephen Hawking&amp;nbsp;Mahatma Gopabandhu Dash, Acharya Harihar ,Madhusudan Rao,Madhusudan Das,Manoj Das,Kabi Vir kishor Rai,Birsa Munda,Vir Savrkar,Pandit nehru, Nepoleon Bonaparte&#39;,Socrates,Swami Yoganada,Swami Vivekanada, Swami Nigamanda,Srila&#39; Prabhupada swami, ---- All these people had already left some impact in me and still I was taking some inspirations from them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p$1&gt;2000-2005&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p$1&gt;These years are the most cherished days of&amp;nbsp; my life.The most eventful life I lived in these days..I should call it the turning point as I reincarnate myself into new man with new sensibilities altogether&amp;nbsp;augmented to my comparatively silent &amp;amp; shy boyhood.I got admission to a Engineering college though I did not know Why to pursue Engineering exactly.--But,- The very&amp;nbsp; quality in me is-- you put me in any damn&amp;nbsp; situation , I will adapt to it very slowly but definitely I will be in there .I Never want to escape from anything. I don&#39;t know how I do it... But that exactly happened till now . that is why I believe I could have been anything(except an artist/painter) , so be the engineer.Now the second achievement I made through this period was my experience with Love. The Most mysterious word of my life-I never expected myself to be a loverThat would be the next topic of mine.......&lt;br /&gt;
I want to write many things in both the above periods but I am not able chronologically order them in mind now.&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhimanril.blogspot.com/feeds/1279706885508505767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3654626421040700248/1279706885508505767' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654626421040700248/posts/default/1279706885508505767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654626421040700248/posts/default/1279706885508505767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhimanril.blogspot.com/2011/02/milestone.html' title='Milestone'/><author><name>abhimanril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445828151600101088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654626421040700248.post-4194401298843371716</id><published>2010-10-06T01:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:29:15.060+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="oneness"/><title type='text'>Thoughts-Oneness</title><content type='html'>When I look like dull dog,actually something picturesque thoughts are being processed.Normally they don&#39;t have any concern about me also.And that part is always attracting me to think over all these. I  basically question sometimes whether those beautiful thoughts just come across my mind or to everybody on earth.. Thoughts are food of brain- I learned somewhere.So, my food keeps coming through different media.Sometimes in very odd and awkward  channels.&lt;br /&gt;The thought of oneness with the total humankind and all around you is great feeling .Our all great scriptures and all great spiritual leaders in history pointed out to learn to feel like that,Although ironically the way we brought up in our families never geared up for us that . Because we all are trained to survive a competitively world-i.e to win a cut throat competition, to beat everyone to remain on top always. And this,in a way, kills all the very good thought of oneness which I feel the world over need the most now. What for we compete . It is not a jungle,if it was, it should not be so also. we should make a world free of jealousy and competition which converts a rather human into animal.Competition should always be with one self&#39;s past moment to his/her future next moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDYF2LQJqBaQNsPnMdLVmIDnhM4qiVi9yk_oEiIcXdd5U69jC0fLTX8WmjTLLCt-YQit7yED-7wkRhUGnSj2PIB27unFANn_MKDRyF5g5cVh6Aqj94qEGKnCL5RNiA6As0HgbTPuUwXokH/s1600/oneness+speaks.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDYF2LQJqBaQNsPnMdLVmIDnhM4qiVi9yk_oEiIcXdd5U69jC0fLTX8WmjTLLCt-YQit7yED-7wkRhUGnSj2PIB27unFANn_MKDRyF5g5cVh6Aqj94qEGKnCL5RNiA6As0HgbTPuUwXokH/s1600/oneness+speaks.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The spiritual experiences are always said to be hidden in oneself, not to discuss as per our great gurus sayings..I would like otherwise sometimes as I feel spreading those experiences creates some more minds to be aware of that. Recently we were in dwaraka temple. actually temple is just a medium to channelise with those thought process.This GOD thing of each religion is a very beautiful concept to reflect human being&#39;s greatness and crystallize in a a wood or a stone or a book or a statue or prophets or angels or stories.We are not such dumb now to not understand this simple thing of GODLINESS of all religion.So , we should learn &amp;amp; we are learning.Thanks to great consciousness revolution taken place by so many medium like internet,Tvs, Media of different format and mostly the people and their good thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in Gurudwara, or Church or simple peaceful jungle or in lonely toilet can also make you feel pious if you want to feel those. I felt an unknown Utopian oneness with the whole universe like the whole world is mine and I am the whole .....there is a Sanskrit mantra for this So-Aham- that means He is me-I am Him.This  is always also uttered unknowingly by all of us from our nasal strips(according to GURUS ). I was so overwhelmed with that thought that I would never want to forget.&lt;br /&gt;I know this is an awkward topic for Blog, but still I think this oneness is spreading  in different format in world now.Looking into different media structures present now, there will be time when the world over will consciously feel about this oneness. Hope we will be there to  see that thought revolution fully materialize or might be it is continuous process which never ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZmt0tT5C0qhUR2_3WR-GD-Ze6aKDPUC06XHiQ5eWh5lsEJE68o2NSZ43jPiBLvrpAT4ncFMj9CEHDiRcVBr3cncX0HW6Z06ELpO6ppfs5fVToZpvCwnYuvWXQ47PrWHUIekDxmO0NAFL2/s1600/020_entre_terre_et_ciel.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZmt0tT5C0qhUR2_3WR-GD-Ze6aKDPUC06XHiQ5eWh5lsEJE68o2NSZ43jPiBLvrpAT4ncFMj9CEHDiRcVBr3cncX0HW6Z06ELpO6ppfs5fVToZpvCwnYuvWXQ47PrWHUIekDxmO0NAFL2/s320/020_entre_terre_et_ciel.jpg&quot; width=&quot;269&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irrespective of belief on GOD we should start to believe in this future and make it happen. If there were any GOD also,HE will also be happy with his great creation&#39;s victory over its shortcomings.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhimanril.blogspot.com/feeds/4194401298843371716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3654626421040700248/4194401298843371716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654626421040700248/posts/default/4194401298843371716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3654626421040700248/posts/default/4194401298843371716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhimanril.blogspot.com/2010/10/thoughts-oneness.html' title='Thoughts-Oneness'/><author><name>abhimanril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01445828151600101088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDYF2LQJqBaQNsPnMdLVmIDnhM4qiVi9yk_oEiIcXdd5U69jC0fLTX8WmjTLLCt-YQit7yED-7wkRhUGnSj2PIB27unFANn_MKDRyF5g5cVh6Aqj94qEGKnCL5RNiA6As0HgbTPuUwXokH/s72-c/oneness+speaks.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>