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It is intended to be viewed in a newsreader or syndicated to another site.</feedburner:browserFriendly><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10791882.post-7617832655457905271</id><published>2009-09-18T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T11:02:31.559-07:00</updated><title type="text">Friday doggerel: For he is a very sad man</title><content type="html">Sing to the tune of "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9FZv2j4Cad8&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;For he is an Englishman&lt;/a&gt;" - Gilbert and Sullivan, HMS Pinafore. The doggerel is based on the current Shashi Tharoor-Twitter brouhaha. For the humour impaired, this is supposed to be sarcastic and is based on this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2051wc6lkXA"&gt;classic quote&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For he is a very sad man&lt;br /&gt;For he is a very sad man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Congressman has said it&lt;br /&gt;and it calls for many a repeat&lt;br /&gt;when solitude and wine meet&lt;br /&gt;that tweeting is no great feat&lt;br /&gt;For he is a very sad man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he could be from any nation&lt;br /&gt;rich, poor or the middle station&lt;br /&gt;he could be your distant relation&lt;br /&gt;even indulges in self fornication&lt;br /&gt;For he is a very sad man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinks he has no cause for worry&lt;br /&gt;so he writes in a bloody hurry&lt;br /&gt;the high command makes merry&lt;br /&gt;now the news is not so dreary&lt;br /&gt;For he is a very sad man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He always hits the whiskey bar&lt;br /&gt;while he stays at the five star&lt;br /&gt;often behaves like a great czar&lt;br /&gt;doesn’t even drive his own car&lt;br /&gt;For he is a very sad man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope the Congress lynch mob&lt;br /&gt;lets him keep his big job&lt;br /&gt;else Vinod Mehta will rob&lt;br /&gt;he’ll write and we’ll all sob&lt;br /&gt;For he is a very sad man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10791882-7617832655457905271?l=quizfan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quizfan.blogspot.com/feeds/7617832655457905271/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10791882&amp;postID=7617832655457905271&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/7617832655457905271" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/7617832655457905271" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhrigusQuestion/~3/feyNLq9C0a0/friday-doggerel-for-he-is-very-sad-man.html" title="Friday doggerel: For he is a very sad man" /><author><name>Quizman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954917456386552531</uri><email>quizfan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08254726010267709176" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://quizfan.blogspot.com/2009/09/friday-doggerel-for-he-is-very-sad-man.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10791882.post-4331329088709716375</id><published>2009-09-02T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T14:10:21.847-07:00</updated><title type="text">Origin of Nike's "Just Do It"</title><content type="html">&lt;h3 style="font-family: arial; font-weight: normal;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Morbid quiz fact of the day: Nike's slogan "Just do it" comes from murderer Gary Gilmore's statement "Let's do it" to the firing squad that executed him. Wow. &lt;a href="http://link.brightcove.com/services/player/bcpid1315793539?bclid=1278020807&amp;amp;bctid=24388537001"&gt;Here's&lt;/a&gt; the creator Dan Wieden talking about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10791882-4331329088709716375?l=quizfan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quizfan.blogspot.com/feeds/4331329088709716375/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10791882&amp;postID=4331329088709716375&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/4331329088709716375" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/4331329088709716375" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhrigusQuestion/~3/wtEX0yorkXE/origin-of-nikes-just-do-it.html" title="Origin of Nike's &quot;Just Do It&quot;" /><author><name>Quizman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954917456386552531</uri><email>quizfan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08254726010267709176" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://quizfan.blogspot.com/2009/09/origin-of-nikes-just-do-it.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10791882.post-5867863791272643418</id><published>2009-02-02T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:20:30.098-08:00</updated><title type="text">Quiz question. Fill in the blanks (Yeats poem, famous film)</title><content type="html">Fill in the 5 blanks. Film related hint below the poem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sailing to Byzantium&lt;br /&gt;- William Butler Yeats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT is __ _____ ____ _____ ____. The young&lt;br /&gt;In one another's arms, birds in the trees&lt;br /&gt;- Those dying generations - at their song,&lt;br /&gt;The salmon-falls, the mackerel-crowded seas,&lt;br /&gt;Fish, flesh, or fowl, commend all summer long&lt;br /&gt;Whatever is begotten, born, and dies.&lt;br /&gt;Caught in that sensual music all neglect&lt;br /&gt;Monuments of unageing intellect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An aged man is but a paltry thing,&lt;br /&gt;A tattered coat upon a stick, unless&lt;br /&gt;Soul clap its hands and sing, and louder sing&lt;br /&gt;For every tatter in its mortal dress,&lt;br /&gt;Nor is there singing school but studying&lt;br /&gt;Monuments of its own magnificence;&lt;br /&gt;And therefore I have sailed the seas and come&lt;br /&gt;To the holy city of Byzantium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sages standing in God's holy fire&lt;br /&gt;As in the gold mosaic of a wall,&lt;br /&gt;Come from the holy fire, perne in a gyre,&lt;br /&gt;And be the singing-masters of my soul.&lt;br /&gt;Consume my heart away; sick with desire&lt;br /&gt;And fastened to a dying animal&lt;br /&gt;It knows not what it is; and gather me&lt;br /&gt;Into the artifice of eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once out of nature I shall never take&lt;br /&gt;My bodily form from any natural thing,&lt;br /&gt;But such a form as Grecian goldsmiths make&lt;br /&gt;Of hammered gold and gold enamelling&lt;br /&gt;To keep a drowsy Emperor awake;&lt;br /&gt;Or set upon a golden bough to sing&lt;br /&gt;To lords and ladies of Byzantium&lt;br /&gt;Of what is past, or passing, or to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==&lt;br /&gt;Hint: The blanks gave the title to a famous novel published in 2005। This was made into a film that won 4 academy awards in 2007, including &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Best Picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10791882-5867863791272643418?l=quizfan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quizfan.blogspot.com/feeds/5867863791272643418/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10791882&amp;postID=5867863791272643418&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/5867863791272643418" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/5867863791272643418" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhrigusQuestion/~3/X_cgmiLAAhc/quiz-question-fill-in-blanks-yeats-poem.html" title="Quiz question. Fill in the blanks (Yeats poem, famous film)" /><author><name>Quizman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954917456386552531</uri><email>quizfan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08254726010267709176" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://quizfan.blogspot.com/2009/02/quiz-question-fill-in-blanks-yeats-poem.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10791882.post-7318468781689668651</id><published>2008-12-12T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:10:18.707-08:00</updated><title type="text">Interview with Danny Boyle</title><content type="html">Interesting &lt;a href="http://www.avclub.com/content/interview/danny_boyle"&gt;interview&lt;/a&gt; with Danny Boyle, the director of Slumdog Millionaire:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;AVC: Were there places it was difficult to get permission to film?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;b&gt;DB: &lt;/b&gt;There's lots of things that can be solved with cash. [Snickers.]&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;And there's occasional things that can't be solved with cash, which become a bureaucratic nightmare for some reason, and there's no distinction between the two. There's no way of reading a situation and saying, "Yes, that'll be a bureaucratic nightmare, but that one we'll be able to buy off." It just depends on the day, apparently. The most extraordinary thing, you'd be given permission for, and then the weirdest, simplest things, you just wouldn't be able to obtain permissions. And it would go on and on and on forever and ever, and there was no way to know. You have to kind of approach it with an open, quite optimistic mind, no matter what's thrown at you, because it will only ever result in damaging the film if you let any kind of despondency get to you. You have to remain optimistic, and that's clearly how people live their lives there. Against all the odds, they retain kind of a spirit which allows them to get through against insufferable odds. The poverty, the traffic, the lack of infrastructure, the flooding during the monsoons—there's just so many things that are coming at you at the whole time that your spirit has to remain, and that's certainly true. It enters the minutia of filming&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10791882-7318468781689668651?l=quizfan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quizfan.blogspot.com/feeds/7318468781689668651/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10791882&amp;postID=7318468781689668651&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/7318468781689668651" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/7318468781689668651" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhrigusQuestion/~3/xV2r9x7wQT0/interview-with-danny-boyle.html" title="Interview with Danny Boyle" /><author><name>Quizman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954917456386552531</uri><email>quizfan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08254726010267709176" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://quizfan.blogspot.com/2008/12/interview-with-danny-boyle.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10791882.post-1808526765455873058</id><published>2008-08-20T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T17:23:21.128-07:00</updated><title type="text">My ideal job - Women's beach volleyball referee</title><content type="html">My wife and I have been having this ongoing argument about the Olympics. She considers beach volleyball sexist since the men get to wear shorts and tank tops, while the women wear almost nothing. [My counter argument is that women get to see a lot of eye candy in the men's diving competiton, where the women wear one piece suits and the mean wear not much except sweat.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I checked the rules of Beach Volleyball. It appears that there is a &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/STYLE/9901/13/vollyball.bikini/"&gt;rule&lt;/a&gt; concerning the *maximum* amount of clothing that women participants can wear.The rule states that "women's uniform bottoms have to be two and a half inches wide on the sides."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also checked the website of the FIVB for rules concerning the names of the players and found &lt;a href="http://www.fivb.org/EN/BeachVolleyball/Handbook/2008/FIVB_BVB_HB2008_CH10-pdf04.pdf"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Sanctions will apply in case the team name of a men player does not appear on his shorts, while it is only recommended,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; due to the limited space&lt;/span&gt;, to feature the same information on the women's bottom during the 2008 season. Therefore, the FIVB will not fine any women athletes for not placing their names on the bottom of their uniforms in 2008,"&lt;/blockquote&gt;My first question is this one: How the heck do they enforce these rules? I can picture a guy going around with a measuring tape and saying; "Now then, young lady" and measuring the clothing around all vital areas below her navel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second question is this: "Are they hiring?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10791882-1808526765455873058?l=quizfan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quizfan.blogspot.com/feeds/1808526765455873058/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10791882&amp;postID=1808526765455873058&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/1808526765455873058" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/1808526765455873058" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhrigusQuestion/~3/ksnYvs47CDA/my-ideal-job-womens-beach-volleyball.html" title="My ideal job - Women's beach volleyball referee" /><author><name>Quizman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954917456386552531</uri><email>quizfan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08254726010267709176" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://quizfan.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-ideal-job-womens-beach-volleyball.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10791882.post-2286741712197999940</id><published>2008-07-01T09:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T09:35:55.514-07:00</updated><title type="text">Quiz Question: Name the English equivalent</title><content type="html">Fill in the Blanks: (cut and pasted from &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.wikipedia.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1214930132_0"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fulano, Zutano y Mengano&lt;/b&gt; — in Spanish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hinz und Kunz&lt;/b&gt; — in German&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jan en Alleman&lt;/b&gt; — in Dutch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tizio, Caio, Sempronio, Mevio, Filano e Calpurnio&lt;/b&gt; — in Italian&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fulano, Beltrano e Sicrano&lt;/b&gt; — in Portuguese&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ivanov, Petrov, Sidorov&lt;/b&gt; — in Russian&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are, Oore, Shamsi Kooreh&lt;/b&gt; — in Persian&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;_______, _____________ &amp;amp; _____________ in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hint: Think of the 3 tortoises from the Galapagos brought by &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1214930132_1"&gt;Charles Darwin&lt;/span&gt; in HMS Beagle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10791882-2286741712197999940?l=quizfan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quizfan.blogspot.com/feeds/2286741712197999940/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10791882&amp;postID=2286741712197999940&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/2286741712197999940" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/2286741712197999940" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhrigusQuestion/~3/Goih-xcfwPI/quiz-question-name-english-equivalent.html" title="Quiz Question: Name the English equivalent" /><author><name>Quizman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954917456386552531</uri><email>quizfan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08254726010267709176" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://quizfan.blogspot.com/2008/07/quiz-question-name-english-equivalent.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10791882.post-5947060997937683425</id><published>2007-10-26T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T11:29:09.109-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nissim ezekiel" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bombay" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry" /><title type="text">Nissim Ezekiel: Irani Restaurant Instructions</title><content type="html">Happy Friday folks! Here's a nice Nissim Ezekiel poem for your enjoyment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IRANI RESTAURANT INSTRUCTIONS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please&lt;br /&gt;Do not spit&lt;br /&gt;Do not sit more&lt;br /&gt;Pay promptly, time is valuable&lt;br /&gt;Do not write letter&lt;br /&gt;          without order refreshment&lt;br /&gt;Do not comb,&lt;br /&gt;         hair is spoiling floor&lt;br /&gt;Do not make mischiefs in cabin&lt;br /&gt;         our waiter is reporting&lt;br /&gt;Come again&lt;br /&gt;All are welcome whatever cast&lt;br /&gt;If not satisfied tell us&lt;br /&gt;         otherwise tell others&lt;br /&gt;GOD IS GREAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------ Nissim Ezekiel, 1972&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more poems by the great Indian poet Nissim Ezekiel, please refer to his works in the &lt;a href="http://dsal.uchicago.edu/books/mahfil/toc.html?volume=11"&gt;Digital South Asia Library&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10791882-5947060997937683425?l=quizfan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quizfan.blogspot.com/feeds/5947060997937683425/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10791882&amp;postID=5947060997937683425&amp;isPopup=true" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/5947060997937683425" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/5947060997937683425" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhrigusQuestion/~3/Jza9gPmAo7c/nissim-ezekiel-irani-restaurant.html" title="Nissim Ezekiel: Irani Restaurant Instructions" /><author><name>Quizman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954917456386552531</uri><email>quizfan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08254726010267709176" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://quizfan.blogspot.com/2007/10/nissim-ezekiel-irani-restaurant.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10791882.post-7508057836179682541</id><published>2007-06-20T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T12:22:49.215-07:00</updated><title type="text">'Awaara' of Raj Kapoor &amp; its Turkey connection</title><content type="html">Raj Kapoor's Awaara in Turkish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0043306/"&gt;IMDB entry&lt;/a&gt; has this interesting information:&lt;br /&gt;Comment 1: "T&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he movie and the song were quite famous in Turkey during 50s, 60s, 70s and even 80s and it inspired a whole genre of films produced in Turkey&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment 2: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yes, it is. it is remade starring Sadri Alisik and Ajda Pekkan in Turkiye. The remake was named "avare" and released in 1964&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Btw, IMDB lists a 1970 Turkish remake of the same name too.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough, &lt;a href="http://youtube.%20com/watch?%20v=RgFmxsG9Fqg"&gt;here's&lt;/a&gt; the Turkish version and the Turkish version of the &lt;a href="http://youtube.%20com/watch?%20v=OJx0wgYuTCg"&gt;song&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, hear Raj Kapoor "&lt;a href="http://youtube.%20com/watch?%20v=oVnmqOGG6rI"&gt;speak&lt;/a&gt;" in Turkiye in the final scene of the dubbed version of Awaara. Beautiful. And other scenes from &lt;a href="http://youtube.%20com/watch?%20v=NN-G-C1PGDg"&gt;links&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found other Turkish sites/youtube videos where there are references to it:&lt;br /&gt;like &lt;a href="http://youtube.%20com/watch?%20v=5D7WTDbJGGI"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; tv dance competition, this &lt;a href="http://youtube.%20com/watch?%20v=V1YCs0BJSzc"&gt;remixed version&lt;/a&gt; (Hindi and Turkiye), and this looks like a &lt;a href="http://youtube.%20com/watch?%20v=1oQDN2mUjlE&amp;%20mode=related&amp;amp;%20search="&gt;wedding celebration&lt;/a&gt; dance set to the song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10791882-7508057836179682541?l=quizfan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quizfan.blogspot.com/feeds/7508057836179682541/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10791882&amp;postID=7508057836179682541&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/7508057836179682541" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/7508057836179682541" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhrigusQuestion/~3/cuOH8J7MG8A/awaara-of-raj-kapoor-its-turkey.html" title="'Awaara' of Raj Kapoor &amp; its Turkey connection" /><author><name>Quizman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954917456386552531</uri><email>quizfan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08254726010267709176" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://quizfan.blogspot.com/2007/06/awaara-of-raj-kapoor-its-turkey.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10791882.post-2123575802806142132</id><published>2007-06-14T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T13:14:31.811-07:00</updated><title type="text">HBR: Daniel Vasella's inspiring story</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;From the Harvard Business Review article (Feb 2007) by Bill  George and others. Bill George is a Prof at Harvard, and was the CEO of Medtronics. He has written bestsellers on leadership, including his latest "True North". You can listen to Bill George being interviewed my Michael Krasny on KQED Forum &lt;a href="http://www.kqed.%20org/epArchive/%20R704121000"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;excerpt from his HBR article&lt;br /&gt;==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;[..]Novartis chairman and CEO Daniel Vasella,whose life story was one of the most difficult of all the people we interviewed. He emerged from extreme challenges in his youth to reach the pinnacle of the global pharmaceutical industry, a trajectory that illustrates the trials many leaders have to go through on their journeys to authentic leadership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Vasella was born in 1953 to a modest family in Fribourg, Switzerland. His early years were filled with medicalproblems that stoked his passion to become a physician. His first recollections were of a hospital where he was admitted at age four when he suffered from food poisoning. Falling ill with asthma at age five, he was sent alone to the mountains of eastern Switzerland for two summers.He found the four-month separations from his parents especially difficult because his caretaker had an alcohol problem and was unresponsive to his needs.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At age eight, Vasella had tuberculosis, followed by meningitis, and was sent to a sanatorium for a year. Lonely and homesick, he suffered a great deal that year, as his parents rarely visited him. He still remembers the pain and fear when the nurses held him down during the lumbar punctures so that he would not move. One day, a new physician arrived and took time to explain each step of the procedure. Vasella asked the doctor if he could hold a nurse’s hand rather than being held down. “The amazing thing is that this time the procedure didn’t hurt,” Vasella recalls“Afterward, the doctor asked me, ‘How was that?’ I reached up and gave him a big hug.&lt;br /&gt;These human gestures of forgiveness, caring, and compassion made a deep impression on me and on the kind of person I wanted to become.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Throughout his early years, Vasella’s life continued to be unsettled.When he was ten, his 18-year-old sister passed away after suffering from cancer for two years. Three years later, his father died in surgery. To support the family, his mother went to work in a distant town and came home only once every three weeks. Left to himself, he and his friends held beer parties and got into frequent fights. This lasted for three years until he met his first girlfriend, whose affection changed his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 20, Vasella entered medical school, later graduating with honors. During medical school, he sought out psychotherapy so he could come to terms with his early experiences and not feel like a victim. Through analysis, he reframed his life story and realized that he wanted to help a wider range of people than he could as an individual practitioner. Upon completion of his residency, he applied to become chief physician at the University of Zurich; however, the search committee considered him too young for the position. Disappointed but not surprised, Vasella decided to use his abilities to increase his impact on medicine. At that time,he had a growing fascination with finance and business.He talked with the head of the pharmaceutical division of Sandoz, who offered him the opportunity to join the company’s U.S. affiliate. In his five years in the United States, Vasella flourished in the stimulating environment, first as a sales representative and later as a product manager,and advanced rapidly through the Sandoz marketing organization.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Sandoz merged with Ciba-Geigy in 1996, Vasella was named CEO of the combined companies,now called Novartis, despite his young age and limited experience. Once in the CEO’s role, Vasella blossomed as a leader. He envisioned the opportunity to build a great global health care company that could help people through lifesaving new drugs, such as Gleevec, which has proved to be highly effective for patients with chronic myeloid leukemia. Drawing on the physician role models of his youth, he built an entirely new Novartis culture centered on compassion, competence, and competition.  These moves established Novartis as a giant in the industry and Vasella as a compassionate leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Vasella’s experience is just one of dozens provided by authentic leaders who traced their inspiration directly from their life stories. Asked what empowered them to lead, these leaders consistently replied that they found their strength through transformative experiences. Those experiences enabled them to understand the deeper purpose of their leadership.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;===end excerpt==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10791882-2123575802806142132?l=quizfan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quizfan.blogspot.com/feeds/2123575802806142132/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10791882&amp;postID=2123575802806142132&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/2123575802806142132" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/2123575802806142132" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhrigusQuestion/~3/oT145T1dSpM/hbr-daniel-vasellas-inspiring-story.html" title="HBR: Daniel Vasella's inspiring story" /><author><name>Quizman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954917456386552531</uri><email>quizfan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08254726010267709176" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://quizfan.blogspot.com/2007/06/hbr-daniel-vasellas-inspiring-story.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10791882.post-5396477537974186829</id><published>2007-06-05T14:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T14:39:06.412-07:00</updated><title type="text">Origami and a space telescope</title><content type="html">You may wonder what the two have to do with each other.&lt;br /&gt;Short answer: &lt;a href="http://www.langorigami.com/"&gt;Dr. Robert Lang&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read an article recently in &lt;a href="http://www.smithsonianmagazine.com/issues/2007/june/origami.php"&gt;Smithsonian Magazine&lt;/a&gt; about Robert Lang, a laser physicst who has worked in NASA's Jet Propulsion lab, and has authored 40 patents and 80 publications He has been an origami buff since childhood. He has mastered the art of making mind-numbingly complex folds based on complex computation of geometric shapes using math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, how does this connect to the space telescope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Lang has also consulted with engineers at California's Lawrence Livermore National Laboratory on a new generation space-based telescope dubbed Eyeglass. The goal is to put huge telescopes—up to 328 feet in diameter—into orbit for purposes that include the viewing of planets outside our solar system. Getting such a behemoth into space poses a problem because the hold of the space shuttle measures a slim 15 feet in diameter. Lang devised a folding pattern for a 16-foot-diameter prototype that can be folded for transport, then unfurled like a flower coming into bloom once in space.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Also, see a related &lt;a href="http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2007/02/19/070219fa_fact_orlean"&gt;New Yorker article&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10791882-5396477537974186829?l=quizfan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quizfan.blogspot.com/feeds/5396477537974186829/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10791882&amp;postID=5396477537974186829&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/5396477537974186829" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/5396477537974186829" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhrigusQuestion/~3/8P-GsDjAoJ0/origami-and-space-telescope_726.html" title="Origami and a space telescope" /><author><name>Quizman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954917456386552531</uri><email>quizfan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08254726010267709176" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://quizfan.blogspot.com/2007/06/origami-and-space-telescope_726.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10791882.post-117581594752837933</id><published>2007-04-05T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T16:32:27.546-07:00</updated><title type="text">Book Review -Nora Ephron</title><content type="html">I wrote this for Amit's &lt;a href="http://indiauncut.com/raveout/article/arun-simha-on-i-feel-bad-about-my-neck-by-nora-ephron/"&gt;Rave Out&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Navigating the Big Apple&lt;/h2&gt;        &lt;div id="bookdetails"&gt;  &lt;div style="float: left; width: 100px; padding-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0307264556/bhrigsquest-20"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://indiauncut.com/uploads/images/i-feel-bad-about-my-neck-nora-ephron.jpg" alt="image" height="107" width="70" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="bookmaininfo" style="width: 300px; margin-left: 10px; padding-left: 5px;"&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title: &lt;/b&gt;I Feel Bad About My Neck: And Other Thoughts on Being a Woman&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;By:&lt;/b&gt; Nora Ephron&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0307264556/bhrigsquest-20"&gt;Buy from Amazon.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- bookmaininfo --&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- bookdetails --&gt;Nora Ephron, the famous writer of films like, ”&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B00003CXDC/bhrigsquest-20" title="When Harry met Sally"&gt;When Harry met Sally&lt;/a&gt;” and the writer-director of films such as ”&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/6305368171/bhrigsquest-20" title="You’ve got mail"&gt;You’ve got mail&lt;/a&gt;” and ”&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B0000AOV4I/bhrigsquest-20" title="Sleepless in Seattle"&gt;Sleepless in Seattle&lt;/a&gt;” writes about turning sixty. It is often said that there exists a very symbiotic relationship between the music of Gershwin and the New York of Woody Allen. Ephron, on the other hand, navigates around the Big Apple with the ease of Tony Bennett and Billy Joel, what with her joyous takes on what women carry in their purses, dealing with hair dye, bad skin, and nails, to ruminative outpourings on the difficulties of buying an apartment in an area that will eventually become fashionable.    &lt;a name="more"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;One wishes that there were more than fleeting anecdotes on her troubled relationship with her second ex-husband, the &lt;i&gt;Washington Post&lt;/i&gt; reporter Carl Bernstein, whose name is never mentioned in the book.  She claims that he was in love with the British ambassador’s wife and that the ambassador and Ms Ephron met to weep in each other’s arms, during which time the former dryly remarked; “What is happening to this country?” &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; While there are no notable quotes or terribly witty statements to take home, this is certainly a cheery book to read on a short flight.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10791882-117581594752837933?l=quizfan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quizfan.blogspot.com/feeds/117581594752837933/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10791882&amp;postID=117581594752837933&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/117581594752837933" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/117581594752837933" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhrigusQuestion/~3/9k-WF6mnfLE/book-review-nora-ephron.html" title="Book Review -Nora Ephron" /><author><name>Quizman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954917456386552531</uri><email>quizfan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08254726010267709176" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://quizfan.blogspot.com/2007/04/book-review-nora-ephron.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10791882.post-116537682613893662</id><published>2006-12-05T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T19:47:06.170-08:00</updated><title type="text">Quiz Question: Identify the town</title><content type="html">It is a town situated in the north-western region of Koderma District in Jharkhand, India. It is one of the only two towns in the Koderma district, the other being Koderma. It is situated in the Damodar River valley.  The pin code of this place is 825409. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which town?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hint: The website of Koderma district lists the district (and town) as having a very high literacy rate. Clearly, the folks from this place are men and women of letters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10791882-116537682613893662?l=quizfan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quizfan.blogspot.com/feeds/116537682613893662/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10791882&amp;postID=116537682613893662&amp;isPopup=true" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/116537682613893662" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/116537682613893662" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhrigusQuestion/~3/uvNFUycFsUI/quiz-question-identify-town.html" title="Quiz Question: Identify the town" /><author><name>Quizman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954917456386552531</uri><email>quizfan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08254726010267709176" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://quizfan.blogspot.com/2006/12/quiz-question-identify-town.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10791882.post-116492734662523000</id><published>2006-11-30T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T23:16:04.890-08:00</updated><title type="text">Quiz Question: Identify the author</title><content type="html">Quote from an article that will be linked after I receive some responses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"The ______ attained a certain degree of popularity, which, though    pleasant in itself, brought in its wake involvements that turned out to    be ludicrous and even tragic."  It was made into a film which mutilated    the original storyline much to the author's chagrin. A planned Broadway    edition was as reckless in its treatment. The author had to withhold his    permission to present it on stage, even as the adaptation was done by an    old friend of his, a former literary editor of the New York Times. As an    example of the outrage, The author mentions, "For instance, his version    managed to abolish the heroine. I objected to his omission and to two    irrelevant characters of his own; above all I objected to the hero's    turning around and urinating on the stage."&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Matters became rather    acrimonious over this script and the author had to leave New York at a very    short notice to avoid being summoned for a subpoena; he found asylum in his country's consulate before boarding a flight out of the United States.    However the script was later revised and “The _______” opened in Broadway    in March 1968. It closed in less than a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;If you fill in the blank with the name of the book, you can easily identify the author. Another hint, he was rumoured to be in contention for the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1986, but did not win. He explained what the deliberation of the Nobel Prize committee must've been like:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"...His writing is    too simple, and too readable, requiring no effort on the part of the    reader. ...He has created a new map called &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt; in which his    characters live and die. Story after story is set in the same place,    which is not progressive, a rather stagnant background..... We hope some    day {&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the author&lt;/span&gt;} will develop into a full-fledged writer deserving our    serious consideration."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;Ans. R. K. Narayan and Guide. &lt;a href="http://www.ravikiran.com"&gt;Ravikiran&lt;/a&gt; got it right. The article can be found &lt;a href="http://www.calitreview.com/Essays/naryan_5005.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10791882-116492734662523000?l=quizfan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quizfan.blogspot.com/feeds/116492734662523000/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10791882&amp;postID=116492734662523000&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/116492734662523000" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/116492734662523000" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhrigusQuestion/~3/U3mjIocsfyQ/quiz-question-identify-author.html" title="Quiz Question: Identify the author" /><author><name>Quizman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954917456386552531</uri><email>quizfan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08254726010267709176" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://quizfan.blogspot.com/2006/11/quiz-question-identify-author.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10791882.post-116112791808255842</id><published>2006-10-17T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T16:31:58.176-07:00</updated><title type="text">Kabir translated by Rabindranath Tagore</title><content type="html">Project Gutenberg has &lt;a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/etext/6519"&gt;Songs of Kabir&lt;/a&gt; translated by Nobel laurete Rabindranath Tagore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No 68&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Bai koi satguru sant kahawai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He is the real Sadhu, who can reveal the form of the Formless to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the vision of these eyes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who teaches the simple way of attaining Him, that is other than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rites or ceremonies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who does not make you close the doors, and hold the breath, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;renounce the world:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who makes you perceive the Supreme Spirit wherever the mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;attaches itself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who teaches you to be still in the midst of all your activities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ever immersed in bliss, having no fear in his mind, he keeps the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spirit of union in the midst of all enjoyments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The infinite dwelling of the Infinite Being is everywhere: in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;earth, water, sky, and air:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Firm as the thunderbolt, the seat of the seeker is established &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;above the void.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He who is within is without: I see Him and none else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10791882-116112791808255842?l=quizfan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quizfan.blogspot.com/feeds/116112791808255842/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10791882&amp;postID=116112791808255842&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/116112791808255842" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/116112791808255842" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhrigusQuestion/~3/TQKln0geeGE/kabir-translated-by-rabindranath.html" title="Kabir translated by Rabindranath Tagore" /><author><name>Quizman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954917456386552531</uri><email>quizfan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08254726010267709176" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://quizfan.blogspot.com/2006/10/kabir-translated-by-rabindranath.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10791882.post-116086101579561642</id><published>2006-10-14T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T14:23:35.880-07:00</updated><title type="text">Azam Ali and other things Persian</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Azam_ali"&gt;Azam Ali&lt;/a&gt; is an interesting person. She was born in Tehran, did her schooling in India and then migrated to the US, where she began a career in World Music. She is part of two groups, Vas and Niyaz. Check out three interesting music videos &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TW6bfbuHiBI&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search="&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QUyFs3HBXc8&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search="&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hb8_l62GhWc"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has got a song with Laxmi Shankar. Also, she was the vocalist whose  song we heard in the recent ABC miniseries '9/11 - Path to War'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  like her sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Googoosh"&gt;Googoosh&lt;/a&gt;, Iran's legendary singer will always remain  my perennial favorite. She had a gap of 21 years in her singing after the  1979 revolution resulted in a ban. While she could've easily emigrated and  formed a new career among expats, whilst exploiting the large overseas market  for her music (her songs are famous in Iran's neighborhood as well), she did  not leave her country. It was only in the 2000s that she went overseas to  give concerts. Her voice hasn't lost its edge. She has now settled  in Southern California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a tragic loss for many years  though. For some examples of her singing prowess &amp; soothing voice, do  visit &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T_fQqoxLRBc&amp;amp;mode=related&amp;search="&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GyfKy7UINQE&amp;amp;mode=related&amp;search="&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T_fQqoxLRBc&amp;amp;amp;amp;mode=related&amp;search="&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading  recommendations while you listen to the above  music:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Let-Tell-Where-Ive-Been/dp/1557288208/sr=8-"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Let-Tell-Where-Ive-Been/dp/1557288208/ref=pd_bxgy_b_img_a/103-2146080-5585451?ie=UTF8"&gt;Let me tell you where I've been&lt;/a&gt;, New Writing by Women of the Iranian  Diaspora by Persis M. Karim . Simply the most amazing collection of  poems/short stories, I've read in 10 years or more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/isbnInquiry.asp?z=y&amp;EAN=9781559708050&amp;amp;itm=1"&gt;Strange Times, My Dear&lt;/a&gt;. The Pen Anthology of Contemporary Iranian Literature  by Nahid Mozaffari (Editor), Ahmad Karimi Hakkak (Editor). Ironical that it  was almost banned in the US!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Lipstick-Jihad-Growing-Iranian-American/dp/1586483781/sr=8-1/qid=1160860493/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/103-2146080-5585451?ie=UTF8"&gt;Lipstick Jihad,&lt;/a&gt; A Memoir of Growing Up Iranian in America And American in Iran  (Paperback)by Azadeh Moaveni. Btw, Moaveni has written a book with Shirin  Abadi recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="A%20Memoir%20of%20Growing%20Up%20Iranian%20in%20America%20%28Paperback%29"&gt;Funny in Farsi&lt;/a&gt;: A Memoir of Growing Up Iranian in America by Firoozeh Dumas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_ss_b/103-2146080-5585451?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&amp;amp;field-keywords=marjane+satrapi"&gt;All books&lt;/a&gt; by Marjane Satrapi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10791882-116086101579561642?l=quizfan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quizfan.blogspot.com/feeds/116086101579561642/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10791882&amp;postID=116086101579561642&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/116086101579561642" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/116086101579561642" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhrigusQuestion/~3/y-sABNCwlXo/azam-ali-and-other-things-persian.html" title="Azam Ali and other things Persian" /><author><name>Quizman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954917456386552531</uri><email>quizfan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08254726010267709176" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://quizfan.blogspot.com/2006/10/azam-ali-and-other-things-persian.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10791882.post-115922458274670865</id><published>2006-09-25T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T15:49:42.763-07:00</updated><title type="text">Protecting women</title><content type="html">Apropos to the &lt;a href="http://indiauncut.blogspot.com/2006/09/ban-ragging-not-cellphones.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; by Amit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;An Assurance To Womankind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest assured and have no fear.&lt;br /&gt;So long as you do not lift your head,&lt;br /&gt;you will find men all around you,&lt;br /&gt;guarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a Ravana was to abduct you&lt;br /&gt;or a Dushyasana was to pull your robe,&lt;br /&gt;there are many a Rama and Krishna around&lt;br /&gt;who will shroud you with cloth infinitely long,&lt;br /&gt;and pass you through the test of fire,&lt;br /&gt;and make it all nice and flawless and sound.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Kannada Poem by D. Vijaya, Translation  &lt;a href="http://members.tripod.com/%7Ecpravikumar/"&gt;C.P. Ravikumar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10791882-115922458274670865?l=quizfan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quizfan.blogspot.com/feeds/115922458274670865/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10791882&amp;postID=115922458274670865&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/115922458274670865" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/115922458274670865" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhrigusQuestion/~3/k--54ZRuIzA/protecting-women.html" title="Protecting women" /><author><name>Quizman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954917456386552531</uri><email>quizfan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08254726010267709176" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://quizfan.blogspot.com/2006/09/protecting-women.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10791882.post-115922117326942601</id><published>2006-09-25T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T14:58:45.243-07:00</updated><title type="text">Pundita Ramabai - Article in the New York Times</title><content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mar 7, 1886 New York Times&lt;/p&gt;Women’s education in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has been done by the Brahmin lady now in this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pundita Ramabai, the distinguished Brahmin lady, who with her little daughter, 5 years of age, arrived here yesterday in the British Princess to witness the graduation in medicine (at the women’s medical college, Philadelphia) of her relative, Mrs. Anadeebai Joshee, is a remarkable character. She is the daughter of the famous pundit of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Poona&lt;/st1:city&gt;, Bombay Presidency, &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, who sacrificed his wordly prospects and eventually his life to the cause of emancipating the women of &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. He gave his daughter the same education that he gave his only son, and both the sister and brother became famed for their learning and traveled together throughout &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. The brother dying suddenly, the sister married (as few Hindu ladies are permitted to marry), the man of her choice, a graduate of &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Calcutta&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;University&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, a Sanskrit scholar and a pleader at law. About a year and a half of this marriage, which was a happy one, the husband died of Asiatic cholera.     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Stricken to the earth by this bereavement, parents and brother also dead, darkness for a time encompassed the widow. Then, she rallied, to devote her life to improve the degraded condition of her countrywomen. For this purpose, she returned to her native city, &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Poona&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, and formed a society of ladies known as the Arya Mehila Sabba (sic), whose object was the establishment of native schools for girls.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She then went from city to city throughout Bombay Presidency, establishing branch societies, and arousing the people through her eloquent appeals. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She is chiefly known in the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;United  States&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; through a remarkable scene in which, she was a prominent actor, in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Poona&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, in September, 1882. At this time the English Education Commission visited this conservative and wealthy city to inspect the educational institutions, whereupon the leading Brahmin ladies, members of this newly formed society and others, to the number of about 300, notwithstanding a heavy rainstorm, assembled with their children in the Town Hall to welcome the education commission to show them that although the municipality had not encouraged girls schools, a real movement was being made by the best families of the Maharatta country. This was quite an unparalleled occasion among Brahmin women who are kept in such strict seclusion.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pundita Ramabai Sancrita was the orator of the occasion. She read a leter in English to the commission, and made an eloquent speech in Merathi (sic). She dwelt upon the difficulties which, as women of good family, they had to encounter from the absence of trained female teachers and the absence of school books fit to be placed in girls’ hands. “We want” she said “education for our girls as much as for our boys, but the English government has supplied trustworthy teachers and suitable books for the boys and none for the girls.” The President of the Commission, Dr. W.W. Hunter, in replying to the address, expressed his pleasure at meeting such an assemblage, which was altogether a new experience for him in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. “If the women of &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;” he said “have really made up their minds that their girls ought to be educated all minor difficulties will quickly disappear.”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;As an immediate consequence members of the &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Poona&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; municipality intimated to the commission the next day their willingness to take up the cause of the girls schools and to provide the necessary funds. Now, four years later, not only are there elementary schools, but a native high school for girls is in successful operation in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Poona&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. IN 1883 Pundita Ramabai went to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;England&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; to acquaint herself more fully with their methods of teaching, and in educational work in general. Her scholarship was tested by Prof. Max Mueller and others, both in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Cambridge&lt;/st1:city&gt; and &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Oxford&lt;/st1:city&gt;, and pronounced sound, and on the recommendations of these distinguished friends she was appointed Professor of Sanscrit in a women’s college in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Cheltenham&lt;/st1:place&gt;. This position she has held for two years, in the meantime, improving the rich opportunities on every hand for special courses of study.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Her purpose in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;England&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; accomplished, she is now about to return to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; to resume her educational work. But the great event so fraught with significance to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, about to occur in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Philadelphia&lt;/st1:city&gt;, led her to decide to visit the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;United States&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, “that holy land called &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;” as she styles it in a recent letter, to witness the graduation as a doctor of medicine of Mrs Joshee, a Hindu Brahmin lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10791882-115922117326942601?l=quizfan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quizfan.blogspot.com/feeds/115922117326942601/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10791882&amp;postID=115922117326942601&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/115922117326942601" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/115922117326942601" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhrigusQuestion/~3/z4fE9s3WXeg/pundita-ramabai-article-in-new-york.html" title="Pundita Ramabai - Article in the New York Times" /><author><name>Quizman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954917456386552531</uri><email>quizfan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08254726010267709176" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://quizfan.blogspot.com/2006/09/pundita-ramabai-article-in-new-york.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10791882.post-115721713123712095</id><published>2006-09-02T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T10:12:41.606-07:00</updated><title type="text">Quiz Question: Identify the actor</title><content type="html">This is a quote from an article in the New York Times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where Dawn comes  up like thunder - Also Talkies in Urdu and Hindustani, Myths, Blurb-writers  and a Child star" - New York Times, May 31, 1936.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The annual  issue of India's chief film magazine, however, floats a full-page  advertisement in tri-color announcing in the international monotone of the  blurb writer, "Bravo India, thy sons and daughters deserve unlimited  admiration. Heaven be praised! Shirley Temple, Hollywood's child star is now  excelled by Baby Rani, 5 years old, India's youngest child star who has done  wonders in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bai Jaddan-bai&lt;/span&gt;'s "Talash-e-Hag" or "The Search for Truth", a  Sangeet production, remarkably wonderful, now being lavishly produced.  &lt;/blockquote&gt;Question. How do we know Baby Rani better?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10791882-115721713123712095?l=quizfan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quizfan.blogspot.com/feeds/115721713123712095/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10791882&amp;postID=115721713123712095&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/115721713123712095" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/115721713123712095" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhrigusQuestion/~3/xBI5ZvvGijY/quiz-question-identify-actor.html" title="Quiz Question: Identify the actor" /><author><name>Quizman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954917456386552531</uri><email>quizfan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08254726010267709176" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://quizfan.blogspot.com/2006/09/quiz-question-identify-actor.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10791882.post-115628500270753299</id><published>2006-08-22T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T15:16:42.730-07:00</updated><title type="text">Mom and Pop stores</title><content type="html">A different &lt;a href="http://www.prospect.org/web/page.ww?section=root&amp;name=ViewWeb&amp;amp;articleId=11894"&gt;perspective&lt;/a&gt; from Matt Yglesias:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="summary"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="summary"&gt; Mom and pop may be admirable, hard-working, decent people, but their store probably sucks.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10791882-115628500270753299?l=quizfan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quizfan.blogspot.com/feeds/115628500270753299/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10791882&amp;postID=115628500270753299&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/115628500270753299" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/115628500270753299" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhrigusQuestion/~3/27X-fuZaME8/mom-and-pop-stores.html" title="Mom and Pop stores" /><author><name>Quizman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954917456386552531</uri><email>quizfan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08254726010267709176" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://quizfan.blogspot.com/2006/08/mom-and-pop-stores.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10791882.post-115386957001054630</id><published>2006-07-25T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T16:19:30.036-07:00</updated><title type="text">Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum</title><content type="html">Jonathan Yardley writes in the Washington Post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;[..]Rum is essentially an accident. On 17th-century sugar plantations in the Caribbean, "sugar wastes were considerable," chief among them molasses. Eventually, someone figured out that molasses combined with other ingredients could produce a potent if rather vile alcoholic drink that came to be called rum, perhaps as "a truncated version of &lt;i&gt;rumbullion&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;rumbustion&lt;/i&gt; ," both of which "were British slang for 'tumult' or 'uproar,' " which, as Curtis puts it, conjures up images of "fractious islanders cracking one another over the head in rumbustious entanglements at island tippling houses."[..]&lt;/blockquote&gt;Read the entire &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2006/07/20/AR2006072000999.html"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10791882-115386957001054630?l=quizfan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quizfan.blogspot.com/feeds/115386957001054630/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10791882&amp;postID=115386957001054630&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/115386957001054630" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/115386957001054630" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhrigusQuestion/~3/S0aVdDsqNQk/yo-ho-ho-and-bottle-of-rum.html" title="Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum" /><author><name>Quizman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954917456386552531</uri><email>quizfan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08254726010267709176" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://quizfan.blogspot.com/2006/07/yo-ho-ho-and-bottle-of-rum.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10791882.post-115377490537012014</id><published>2006-07-24T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T14:01:45.393-07:00</updated><title type="text">Badwater began this morning</title><content type="html">The webcast can be accessed &lt;a href="http://www.badwater.com/2006web/index.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Everyone of them is a hero. But Indian eyes will be on Nattu &lt;a href="http://www.badwater.com/2006web/shows/2006showMA01/pages/DSC00368.html"&gt;Natraj&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10791882-115377490537012014?l=quizfan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quizfan.blogspot.com/feeds/115377490537012014/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10791882&amp;postID=115377490537012014&amp;isPopup=true" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/115377490537012014" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/115377490537012014" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhrigusQuestion/~3/YR153iMAZlM/badwater-began-this-morning.html" title="Badwater began this morning" /><author><name>Quizman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954917456386552531</uri><email>quizfan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08254726010267709176" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://quizfan.blogspot.com/2006/07/badwater-began-this-morning.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10791882.post-115346095812053472</id><published>2006-07-20T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T22:55:59.086-07:00</updated><title type="text">A champion's heart</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.letour.fr/PHOTOS/TDF/2006/1700/live_42_etape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 124px;" src="http://www.letour.fr/PHOTOS/TDF/2006/1700/live_42_etape.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mess around with an American, Aussie or German with his back to the wall. Here is today's champion. What an amazing ride today! No superlatives can be adequate . More &lt;a href="http://www.themoderatevoice.com/posts/1153419071.shtml"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.tdfblog.com/2006/07/epic_landis_rid.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10791882-115346095812053472?l=quizfan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quizfan.blogspot.com/feeds/115346095812053472/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10791882&amp;postID=115346095812053472&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/115346095812053472" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/115346095812053472" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhrigusQuestion/~3/FeFk3tMbtp0/champions-heart.html" title="A champion's heart" /><author><name>Quizman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954917456386552531</uri><email>quizfan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08254726010267709176" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://quizfan.blogspot.com/2006/07/champions-heart.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10791882.post-115342858895371320</id><published>2006-07-20T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T13:55:19.480-07:00</updated><title type="text">Upholding freedom</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sepiamutiny.com/sepia/images/banned%20list_new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.sepiamutiny.com/sepia/images/banned%20list_new.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the image of the so-called directive from the Indian government ordering a ban on some websites (from &lt;a href="http://www.sepiamutiny.com/sepia/archives/003600.html#more"&gt;Sepia Mutiny&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The process by which the blocking and unblocking of sites have occurred in the past two days bears scrutiny. The order on the left seems to have been  signed by a Asst. Dir General of the LR cell of the Department of Telecom. That, a lowly bureaucrat had the gall to send a directive to major ISPs is amazing. What was his locus standi in this matter? Why did he not give an explanation in his letter? What is the position of Indian law on these matters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More importantly, why did the ISPs act so hastily on receiving this order? Didn't they even consider, for a minute, the consequences of their actions in inhibiting freedom of speech, in actively participating as state-sponsored machinery in curtailing the freedom of expression? Did they even consider taking a legal opinion on this important issue? Did they even suggest to the powers that be that there needs to be a public debate before such blanket bans are enforced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The role of ISPs in transgressing some of the basic elements of the Indian constitution is worrying, if not downright frightening. Do the very same ISPs and telecom service providers provide website-traffic data, telephone-call data, and details of other private transactions to nameless government bureaucrats on merely being asked to do so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be afraid. Very afraid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10791882-115342858895371320?l=quizfan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quizfan.blogspot.com/feeds/115342858895371320/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10791882&amp;postID=115342858895371320&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/115342858895371320" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/115342858895371320" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhrigusQuestion/~3/CHlhwXgG2Z8/upholding-freedom.html" title="Upholding freedom" /><author><name>Quizman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954917456386552531</uri><email>quizfan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08254726010267709176" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://quizfan.blogspot.com/2006/07/upholding-freedom.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10791882.post-115263894070067951</id><published>2006-07-11T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T23:22:46.796-07:00</updated><title type="text">Track Etiquette - a story</title><content type="html">I had a great track workout today. I had not done one since 2004. I did a set of:&lt;br /&gt;1 mile warm-up at 10.10,&lt;br /&gt;800 at 3.46,&lt;br /&gt;1 mile at 7.48,&lt;br /&gt;800 m at 3.56,&lt;br /&gt;followed by a 1 mile cool down run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story however, does not relate to my run which, by the way, was terrific. I was running with my buddy, when I noticed two ladies &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;walking&lt;/span&gt; ahead of us. I yelled "track", but they did not budge.I asked politely, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ma'am, could you please move to that track&lt;/span&gt;" {pointing to the track closest to the fence}. No response. As I passed them, I pointed to the track and made a "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;move there, please&lt;/span&gt;" gesture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We carried on. Soon we encountered them again, and the same story was repeated. When the 800 m run was completed, they passed us. I walked up to the ladies and informed them politely where they ought to do their walking. One lady gently said, " &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We typically walk on different numbers after every round&lt;/span&gt;." The other one looked at me sternly and said: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We'll walk where we WANT to&lt;/span&gt;!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken aback, I told her, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No ma'am. There are rules for running/walking on the track. You must not walk on the middle tracks when runners are out there.&lt;/span&gt;" She ignored me and continued walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, these two ladies were immigrants (probably from mainland China) and perhaps, my Indian accented English confused them! However, I was aghast that one of the ladies was rude inspite of my polite request. The other lady was quite accommodative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is quite disappointing to see many people use the tracks as paths for walking. While we do track workouts, we are targeting a particular pace. Sometimes, runners are zoned out and are not aware of a walker until the last moment. Therefore, it is not only distracting, but quite hazardous to walk on the tracks. Some runners do their warm up runs anti-clockwise in lane 2 or 3! I do realise that not everyone is aware of track etiquette. But, when someone tries to inform you of it, you ought to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See these links &lt;a href="http://www.checkersac.org/coach/tracketiquette.html"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://coolrunningnewbie.pbwiki.com/TrackEtiquette"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sdtc.schtuff.com/running_etiquette"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;, that contain info on track etiquette.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10791882-115263894070067951?l=quizfan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quizfan.blogspot.com/feeds/115263894070067951/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10791882&amp;postID=115263894070067951&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/115263894070067951" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/115263894070067951" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhrigusQuestion/~3/4gQ3KKcZ20s/track-etiquette-story.html" title="Track Etiquette - a story" /><author><name>Quizman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954917456386552531</uri><email>quizfan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08254726010267709176" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://quizfan.blogspot.com/2006/07/track-etiquette-story.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10791882.post-115206154081499364</id><published>2006-07-04T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T18:05:40.833-07:00</updated><title type="text">Quiz Question: Name the footballer</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He lives in Huntington beach California with his  Chinese-American wife Debbie Chin and their two children. He comes from a family  of bakers from a town called Goppingen, and is, in fact, a trained baker  himself. His tendency to dive in the penalty box earned him the nickname  ''Submarine Commander'. He took that in his stride when he played for Tottenham  Hotspur, by celebrating his goals with a diving action.   Under the pseudonym Jay Goppingen, he made a comeback as a player in 2003  for Orange County Blue Star in the American Premier Development League . The  39-year-old was able to score five goals in eight appearances, helping his team  to reach the playoffs.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Who?&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/10791882-115206154081499364?l=quizfan.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quizfan.blogspot.com/feeds/115206154081499364/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10791882&amp;postID=115206154081499364&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/115206154081499364" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10791882/posts/default/115206154081499364" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BhrigusQuestion/~3/_EcalMI8nho/quiz-question-name-footballer.html" title="Quiz Question: Name the footballer" /><author><name>Quizman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954917456386552531</uri><email>quizfan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08254726010267709176" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://quizfan.blogspot.com/2006/07/quiz-question-name-footballer.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
