<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3694163932567898302</id><updated>2025-03-25T00:27:52.701+05:30</updated><category term="voting"/><category term="Address Change"/><category term="Cars"/><category term="Dance"/><category term="Duplicate RC book"/><category term="Entry Load"/><category term="First Car"/><category term="Ice Cream"/><category term="Investments"/><category term="Mutual Funds"/><category term="RTO"/><category term="Swift"/><category term="Test Drive"/><category term="elections"/><category term="facebook"/><category term="food"/><category term="movie"/><category term="photos"/><category term="random"/><category term="thoughts"/><title type='text'>Evil&#39;s Lair</title><subtitle type='html'>Dark side of life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>amritevil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038350846143165727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7NQQFPvlqDQKxHUUXu6QZ3mqA9dL5nSNdtbQBRslztxJIgErpUbZfFbF4LTshIlUvN61O-63b6mDZG5YFjsMIn45M01PgLUkdiBh8_HEq5tfmFItf0R7GKV_xC_LZQQ/s220/IMG_1008.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3694163932567898302.post-2904390361584506188</id><published>2010-10-11T20:22:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-14T16:48:25.080+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cars"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="First Car"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Swift"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Test Drive"/><title type='text'>Car bashing</title><content type='html'>The hunt for my first car started 2 months back. After lots of research, tossing coins and test drives i decided to book ________.&amp;nbsp; Not so fast :P. There were atleast 4 cars which i finalized and wanted to book. Given that there are so many cars in the Hatchback segment, it would be unfair to finalize before doing a test drive of few cars. (Remember this line!)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Requirements:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Unlike the standard indian car owner, i wanted the following 2 options in my car for sure:&lt;br /&gt;
1. ABS&lt;br /&gt;
2. Airbags &lt;br /&gt;
Oh, one more thing: Petrol only.&lt;br /&gt;
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With these requirements only the highest end variants would work for me. Imagine paying 6L+ for a Hatchback :(. I would prefer a stripped down version of car with these 2 options but alas, why would the car makers listen to the 0.001% kind of the Indian customers.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Rejected without Test Drives (TD):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;1. Nissan Micra: &lt;/b&gt;Nothing great about the car except for the &quot;truly&quot; keyless entry and Ignition. I was impressed by the looks of Nissan March that I saw in Mauritius but Micra is way off in the looks Dept. No clue on their after sales service (A.S.S). They took 6 weeks to get back to me from the time i showed interest for TD. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;2. Tata Indica Vista :&lt;/b&gt; Its a Tata and Taxi image :D&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;3. Chevy Beat: &lt;/b&gt;Not impressed by the Mileage, Boot space and reviews. For the features, it is truly VFM car but i never bothered to take a TD. I had booked for the TD but the Chevy folks took more than 1 month to give me a call back. I had decided not to even take a look at it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;4. VW Polo: &lt;/b&gt;This is one good car which i failed to TD because the showroom was closed :(. It was a bit out of my budget. Also,the cost of ownership and mileage was not really well known. Few people have reported some major issues in Team-Bhp forum. Type &quot;VW reliability&quot; in google and find out. I was not happy with the 1.2L 3-cylinder Noisy engine which VW has plonked in it. 1.6L is way out of my league in terms of price. But 100 BHP is the one to buy if you have too much of highway driving.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; Palio, Nano, WagonR, Alto, Estilo, Spark, Santro, UVA, etc etc&lt;/b&gt; -  Never bothered to look at them&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;6. Toyota Etios:&lt;/b&gt; Not yet launched =).&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Test Drives:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The OnRoad price of cars in Bangalore are much more as compared to other cities. I know it will be a shock but its true :P.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;1. Honda Jazz (8.2+ after discounts)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This was my first TD. I loved this car very much and would have booked it if I was richer by 2x and earning 2x than current :D. My wifey was scared that I might actually book this. Anyways, she was scared of many other cars too. Whenever we did a TD and i spoke to the Sales Person (SP) for deals, she felt the same way. I am digging my grave by bringing it out again &amp;gt;:). Jazz basic and select models were having discounts of up to 55K. Even after this discount it was way out of my budget. Not to forget the amazing looking Jazz-X with few useful features and priced 9.25+ L onroad. Seriously, Honda has gone overboard with the price given City&#39;s success. Hope Vento beats the hell out of city and makes the &quot;H&quot; badge a bit cheaper. Honda is already thwarting the threat by giving insurance @ Re 1. Even Honda can bend to give discounts :P.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
Did I mention that I did the TD 2 times? :D.&lt;br /&gt;
After driving this car, I did not like any other car. But reality and depth of my pocket had no options but to let it go.&lt;br /&gt;
My Opinion:&lt;br /&gt;
- Buy it if you have too much of cash, you will never regret your decision.&lt;br /&gt;
- You will have a long affair with it and not to forget the costly sparingly available spares :D&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Fiat Punto (7.2-7.5 L for 1.2 and 1.4 Emotion Pack)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Even though 90% of the diesel hatches selling in India have Fiat engines, they are losers as a Car maker. They don&#39;t seem to learn from mistakes. Their A.S.S is the last thing you would trust and availability of spare parts is just next to it. They disappointed palio owners big time and looks like Punto owners are next. Even though tie up with Tata seems to have made things better, it doesn&#39;t sound logical to me. Fiat seems to be making huge profits by selling their diesel engine IP to Tata, Suzuki, etc and may be the reason for not setting up their dealerships and service centers in India. I would trust them only if they show that seriousness.&lt;br /&gt;
About Punto, its one of the best looking Hatches in India today. Its sales have gone from 2K units per month last year to &amp;lt;1K this year. IMO, Polo is seriously taking away Punto customers. Its a great handling car with worst in class turning radius and mileage.&lt;br /&gt;
My Opinion:&lt;br /&gt;
- Don&#39;t buy Punto Petrol if it is your first car. Many have regretted their decision.&lt;br /&gt;
- Spares and A.S.S - Fiat story continues.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;3. Ford Figo (5.37L - Titanium Petrol)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Worst in Class power, best in class spaciousness, dull looks and not recognized for their A.S.S. FYI, Ford is the only car maker in US that didnt need aid from the govt during the recession. I was not impressed by the fact that the car struggled to pull 1+3 passengers on an average gradient. With AC On, it was struggling like crazy. I didnt enjoy the drive. Even though it had great visibility and handling, there was no power to take full advantage of it. The boot space is amazing but if you fill it up, it will not move &amp;gt;:). The Mileage and over-heating of the engine are few complaints that i read about. Even though the stereo is USB enabled, there is no USB slot. The ford folks have created themselves an opportunity to earn 1K more by providing that USB extension cable. Not to mention the wafer thin bumpers which will crack at the drop of a hat. (Not proven yet, neither do i want to).&lt;br /&gt;
My opinion:&lt;br /&gt;
- Buy if you are particular about ABS, Airbags and budget is strictly around 5L.&lt;br /&gt;
- Mileage, A.S.S might let you down in the long run. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;4. Hyundai i10 (Asta - 5.8L after discounts, New - 6.3L)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Before the launch of New i10, the old i10 was being offered with 25K+ discounts. I spent around 3 hrs at the showroom, took a TD and gave a reverse offer to the SP that I will book it now if you convince me and give me better deal. After checking out the UK website, i was disappointed to know that all the car makers give skinny tyres and small wheels in India. Even the highest end i10 was not equipped with Alloys. They learnt their lesson and the new i10 sports Alloys for Asta. However, they are just R13s :(. This is one of the better cars for driving in city and especially for new drivers.Its a big no for the Highways unless you go and upgrade the tyres to better profile. I have not checked the new i10, so no comments on that. Looks like they have prepared themselves to thwart the threat from Alto-K10, A-Star Auto, Ritz, Etios, Figo etc. Phew, this car does compete with everyone ;).&lt;br /&gt;
My opinion:&lt;br /&gt;
-You will not regret booking this car if you want A.S.S peacefulness&lt;br /&gt;
- Easy to drive in the city.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;5. Hyundai i20 (Asta 1.2 - 7L)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hyundai expected to sell 2K units per month when it launched i20 but today its selling around 6-7K units per month. It is spacious, has the same 1.2L Kappa engine as the i10, Hyundai badge + A.S.S and cool features. Wonder how many people are buying the Asta :-?.&amp;nbsp; Since i was strict with my requirements, i didnt want to compromise on the safety features and Asta was my only option. I didnt like the long travel distance of the clutch, everytime i depress the clutch, my shin would scrape the under belly of the dash. This was reported by my colleague too. One SP accepted this fact while the other fellow said my driving style is wrong :). It seems Hyundai is planning to make amends for its best selling model. I have heard of AC and steering horror stories of i20. But Hyundai is not Fiat and I expect all these to be ironed out over the course of time. I was not happy with the fact that 1.4 was not available for the same price and it was available only in Auto Trans Trim. I am not impressed by the mileage figures for the 1.2. Having a big car with a small heart (1.2L engine)... hmmm. It might struggle to pull you up that slope in most of the malls :). &lt;br /&gt;
My Opinion:&lt;br /&gt;
- Buy it if spaciousness is topmost priority. I am sure many are impressed by the stereo and interiors.&lt;br /&gt;
- Light steering is a mixed bag. Its up to you to judge. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;6. Suzuki A-Star (Dont know, Dont care)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I was stupid to listen to the SP to take a TD of this junk of a machine after learning that there are huge discounts and freebies with this car. Auto transmission was a big no because you compromise on the Mileage big time and might get bored of driving. The car was okay&amp;nbsp; till 60 kmph and reached 80 when accelerated for sometime. I dont think it is suited for highways from any angle. No comments on the crampy interiors and boot space. I guess A-Star is no star.&lt;br /&gt;
My Opinion: &lt;br /&gt;
- Don&#39;t buy it if you have prior driving experience, you will regret your decision.&lt;br /&gt;
- Good to buy if your req has ABS,Airbags and you might get it for 4.5-5L.&lt;br /&gt;
- 1.0 K-Series (or K10) engine is better than Figo&#39;s 1.2L petrol in refinement and Mileage.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;7. Suzuki Ritz (5.85 after discounts)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Except for the questionable looks, this is the best VFM hatch and a perfect all rounder. Will you believe me if i said i went to the showroom with the cheque to book a readily available White Ritz ZXI. There were many thoughts and negative reactions for this car from my family. I dont blame them, I would blame suzuki for such a design. Santro&#39;s looks were questionable when it was launched but over the period of time, it became the best seller and the mass accepted it. But it was a decade ago when the likes of Punto, Polo, Swift were not born yet. Truly speaking, once inside the car do you really care on how it looks outside. The order of the day is not just a good heart but good looks too ;). [Esp if you are spending around 6L :D].&lt;br /&gt;
I convinced everyone in the family regarding the price vs features vs freebies. May be, thats what I thought until they heaved a sigh of relief when i told them I am not booking it. Just missed it by a whisker.&lt;br /&gt;
My Opinion:&lt;br /&gt;
- K12&amp;nbsp; is gem of an engine. You will never regret buying this fat bottom if your digestive system is rock solid.&lt;br /&gt;
- Your family might not appreciate the looks and you will always end up defending the VFM tag + features.&lt;br /&gt;
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That ends my TD vehicle list.&lt;br /&gt;
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I booked &lt;b&gt;Red Swift Zxi&lt;/b&gt; which i have never test driven and which was always my default choice. What&#39;s the point of choosing if you dont have choice ;). There are chances that I will be getting the new design swift 2011 but I am still not sure. You can expect a new post after 3-4 months regarding the same. Don&#39;t be surprised if i change the car and my safety reqs too. Muhahahaha &amp;gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;
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-- Before taking the TD of Punto my friend who is still learning to drive put a big dent on the Linea TD vehicle :D. I had a fight with the SP before starting that TD. Both of us escaped without coughing up rokda to the Fiat guys.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/feeds/2904390361584506188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3694163932567898302/2904390361584506188' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/2904390361584506188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/2904390361584506188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/2010/10/car-bashing.html' title='Car bashing'/><author><name>amritevil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038350846143165727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7NQQFPvlqDQKxHUUXu6QZ3mqA9dL5nSNdtbQBRslztxJIgErpUbZfFbF4LTshIlUvN61O-63b6mDZG5YFjsMIn45M01PgLUkdiBh8_HEq5tfmFItf0R7GKV_xC_LZQQ/s220/IMG_1008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiulmg4Y-SxgAg90R37aqFGMsD2t95G9HkJsaXRkztqNFyR485I2Z-d-yivPDn_qq9PB-JMKuDdsUymxvbIL86IIAZzuDWpzUt5XJQ8UAiBRkgaEppBFw9dYoSTtG3fEHf9nDojVG-JYAo-/s72-c/carbashing.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3694163932567898302.post-844638179315506426</id><published>2010-04-02T18:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-02T18:42:15.146+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="voting"/><title type='text'>Cribbing is good for health</title><content type='html'>Everyone wants to have a say, be it sports, food, politics or anything and everything. But, there are no doers. Its just talk. We blog, tweet, etc to show concern on how the Tigers have stopped mating, Why India is still mediocre, Planning for a meeting to plan for the actual meeting to actually do something for the country which seldom kicks off! Where am I heading, hmmm, where else, I voted again :). I will crib about all the other people who are not voting. I am tired of hearing things like &quot;I will vote only if None of the above option is given&quot; or &quot;If the candidates are worthy enough&quot;. Come on, be practical. It will take time and lots of reforms and hell lot of votes from the people who are not voting now. The political parties will never bother to improve infrastructure/facilites for the middle class because the return on investment is ZERO. Why should they do something for you if you dont even bother to take their future in your hands. Just hope all you people start taking voting seriously and participate. If you want to have access to Online Voting, prove that you are worthy enough to get such a facility.&lt;br /&gt;
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Did you wait for the govt to come and gift you the passport? (You were ready to stand in queues and beg at the govt offices for hours together)&lt;br /&gt;
Did you wait at your home when you did not get your Gas on time? &lt;br /&gt;
So what are you waiting for now, go get yourself a Voter&#39;s Id and start voting.&lt;br /&gt;
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One more class of people are there who go back to their hometown to vote and then blame the authorities for not doing anything in their city/town of residence. I wish people outside india show such passion for their country :).&lt;br /&gt;
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The govt can bring a reward based rule instead of bringing a rule to punish people for not voting. Think about something like tax rebates based on your salary. I hope Mr Nandan gets the UID project on track soon!&lt;br /&gt;
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Trust me, I am feeling much better after so much of cribbing :P</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/feeds/844638179315506426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3694163932567898302/844638179315506426' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/844638179315506426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/844638179315506426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/2010/04/cribbing-is-good-for-health.html' title='Cribbing is good for health'/><author><name>amritevil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038350846143165727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7NQQFPvlqDQKxHUUXu6QZ3mqA9dL5nSNdtbQBRslztxJIgErpUbZfFbF4LTshIlUvN61O-63b6mDZG5YFjsMIn45M01PgLUkdiBh8_HEq5tfmFItf0R7GKV_xC_LZQQ/s220/IMG_1008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3694163932567898302.post-6645300912397425492</id><published>2010-03-20T11:26:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-20T11:30:10.716+05:30</updated><title type='text'>myPhones</title><content type='html'>I managed to get all the phones used by me in one frame :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;1. Nokia 3310 [March 2004 - Dec 2005]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This is one amazing piece. It had great signal quality, decent battery life (which i screwed by using it when on charging). It was 2 yrs old when it was handed over to me (rather i snatched it from my Dad). I did try some modifications on it to make it look jazzy and cool, but it turned out to be a colored soap box. It was in working condition when i stopped using it. I still remember how i used to torture it by typing SMSes with my feet :). Talk about being Rough and Tough. It had this amazing feature: it used to break down into 3-5 pieces depending on the height from which it was dropped before it came in contact with the ground. Free SMS and Free Calling were the order of the day then and the phone didn&#39;t disappoint me to let me take full advantage of it. I handed this to shravan who failed to take advantage of it. It was dead by the time he started using it. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;2. LG White Sleek Phone [Jan 2006 - Jun 2007]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
My Love-Hate relationship with Reliance CDMA started with this sleek white phone which later turned brownish. Incidentally this was my first phone buy, 2400 bucks only. Like the previous one and the future ones, this was not spared from torture (as is apparent from the looks). It had some irritating ring tones. I remember one of my colleagues requesting me to change it.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;3. ZTE Classic Cheapest model [Jun 2007 - May 2008]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Time had come to throw the old phone and replace it. But Reliance, as usual, was offering better price for new SIM card based phones rather than the old model ones. I decided to change my number and get a new&amp;nbsp; phone + connection for 700-800 bucks. This had an amazing feature, it would not let the user speak for more than 5 minutes. After which, it could be used for ironing clothes. Then, one fine day, its microphone got screwed and i had to junk it. &lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt; 4. LG Some Weirdo Color model with FM [May 2008 - March 2009]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
My first color mobile, FM mobile, etc etc. I used a wired headset with it. It made my biking experience enjoyable with its decent FM. I had to stop using the FM after I had a near miss. Yeh India hai mere yaar, You can drink, drive and survive but not drive closing your ears and survive! It was a very decent phone until i dropped it multiple times when it was charging to screw the charging port. The phone is still in working condition. It needs help in charging though ;).&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;5. Not Apple, Chinese &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;iPhone [Dec 2008 - ...]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
My first GSM, Music Player, Camera mobile which is being used only as Music player and camera. I got this phone imported from china. My colleague had got it for me (of course, i had to pay for it). Unfortunately, our jobs got knocked off during this period and I was about to resell to somebody even at a minor loss. I couldn&#39;t change my number during this Job hunting season and decided not to get a new number and put this mobile to use. However, this has been serving me in quite a few trips. It has auto Turn Off feature(!!!) too. Oh, Did i forget to mention 1 GB memory :-? [I invested 5-6K on this piece of $h14]&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;6. LG Some Weirdo Color Model with FM 2 [April 2009 - ...]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Same as 4. Supposed to be advanced but it is worse than 4 and cheaper too. Both are sub 2K phones. It&#39;s going strong after lapping more than 600 hrs of talktime and few thousand smses.&lt;br /&gt;
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Not bad, I spent &amp;lt;13K over the last 6 years on phone (Got some 2K worth talktime too. Anyways, leaving it for simplicity purposes). Kanjos, Makki choos. Time to change my mobile based on the above collected stats. 6 phones in 6 years, means i gotta get a new one next fiscal. &lt;br /&gt;
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A snap of all the phones in my house now (includes Asko&#39;s and Shravan&#39;s)&lt;br /&gt;
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But I do have a parody for one of the songs (Co-created by 3 Idiots - Shravan, Asko and Me):&lt;br /&gt;
Give him some shoe shine, give him a brain,&lt;br /&gt;
Give him another trance, He wont dance again...&lt;br /&gt;
Na Na Na&lt;br /&gt;
Na Na Na&lt;br /&gt;
Give him a sore throat, Give him some pain (if possible lots of pain),&lt;br /&gt;
Give him another glance, he wont sing again...&lt;br /&gt;
Na Na Na&lt;br /&gt;
Na Na Na&lt;br /&gt;
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No points for guessing who &quot;him&quot; is. Anyways, apart from doing such humorless and uncreative stuff, i have been upto nothing. Which is good because thats what i have been doing for so many years in a row now. Am a veteran! :). End of 2009, had been on a road trip to Goa. Hopefully will post a blog for that sometime this year (before i forget the places visited, routes taken, etc).</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/feeds/4047531093603664240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3694163932567898302/4047531093603664240' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/4047531093603664240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/4047531093603664240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-like-that.html' title='Just like that'/><author><name>amritevil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038350846143165727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7NQQFPvlqDQKxHUUXu6QZ3mqA9dL5nSNdtbQBRslztxJIgErpUbZfFbF4LTshIlUvN61O-63b6mDZG5YFjsMIn45M01PgLUkdiBh8_HEq5tfmFItf0R7GKV_xC_LZQQ/s220/IMG_1008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwvr1sTu0TlR57a-sEPfaSZ5M9lE2gSYMbIXwjRHdNy_73VmsE87WUK98RBoVSCXMZP-JNOeWRRDFypq5vxasV2Ll1OQw9ecOE6Xu1_dyX6QynTCrr-_XfkbbPbl_8TS98JjVQH4xe-s7v/s72-c/3Idiots.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3694163932567898302.post-7201633401425979429</id><published>2010-01-09T16:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-09T16:42:08.745+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Everything is &quot;Fair&quot; for a party</title><content type='html'>From learning Pottery to spinning tops, flying kites, folk dance to DJ. It was a visual treat and a fascinating one too. The party was on the theme of Village Fair mixed with some modern amenities for the urban folk. This is more of a photo blog, so enjoy the pics. I enjoyed the Cotton Candy :).&lt;br /&gt;
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Getting these pics copied from Asko&#39;s book did take sometime though ;). First we tried Bluetooth, then FTP and later decided to use the usb memory lying near our laptops. Asko did have doubts on using it on his book, fear of virus i say. tch tch. I did ask him to buy a condom for it, it went in vain though. Anyways, given that format is always around the corner, he decided to take the usb stick and stick it up his book.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I have been unsuccessfully waiting for the 6 month old &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lychee&quot;&gt;Lychee&lt;/a&gt; tree (Plant) to grow. It seems to have forgotten its purpose on this planet. Anyways, may be it didn&#39;t like the other 10 plants growing in the same pot ;). Not to forget the 6-8 Chilli plants which were quick to sprout and grow but seem to like the Lychee way of living. Next what? Time to get more pots i guess.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/feeds/1738034296860109231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3694163932567898302/1738034296860109231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/1738034296860109231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/1738034296860109231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/2009/12/whos-farmer.html' title='Whos the Farmer?'/><author><name>amritevil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038350846143165727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7NQQFPvlqDQKxHUUXu6QZ3mqA9dL5nSNdtbQBRslztxJIgErpUbZfFbF4LTshIlUvN61O-63b6mDZG5YFjsMIn45M01PgLUkdiBh8_HEq5tfmFItf0R7GKV_xC_LZQQ/s220/IMG_1008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg85qfa8vpE8wjBzeej7QpAFBWyoKWJ5MwZVH2GKdZFn_VHI882tbpPHRag-IsiFNlJLpwodI3V_M2K5yLrZe8Mmsr7KVcUtMMJ_G6jzAmuqeyZ1HIVr3NaSIQyDdzf4EBV-1Kkl5A9KoHP/s72-c/moong1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3694163932567898302.post-519950460321357189</id><published>2009-12-18T14:35:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-02T18:01:30.868+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movie"/><title type='text'>Move V</title><content type='html'>2009 is drawing to a close. The last 2 weekends will be busy ones. More about them when they become past tense :). I have a long list of movies which are there on my system begging to be watched. I am more interested in watching Avatar/3 Idiots in theatre. Its been ages since I went for a movie in a theatre. Damn costly tickets i say. Its lack of options that drives the ticket sales at the insanely priced Multiplexes. All the crooks have joined hands and have similar pricing patterns. I don&#39;t feel that the recession is over but the retail and entertainment industry claims that recession is history. When people say worst is behind them, they should know whether its right behind to come back any moment or its history. I still feel its just standing next to me waiting for a chance &amp;gt;:). I wish Bangalore had more Multiplexes than the number of upcoming states. If these people continue such pricing practices, I don&#39;t see an end to the piracy business. I would feel bad to watch a pirated movie if the ticket costs were around 30-40 bucks. At 250-1k per ticket, i am encouraged to go the wrong way.  On one hand we have the TV channels which play a new movie for 6 hrs (#@$@#) on the other hand the magnificent Multiplexes. Difficult choice eh? Anyways, whats the point of ranting in my blog :P, i will continue my movie watching in HBO/Star Movies.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/feeds/519950460321357189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3694163932567898302/519950460321357189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/519950460321357189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/519950460321357189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/2009/12/move-v.html' title='Move V'/><author><name>amritevil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038350846143165727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7NQQFPvlqDQKxHUUXu6QZ3mqA9dL5nSNdtbQBRslztxJIgErpUbZfFbF4LTshIlUvN61O-63b6mDZG5YFjsMIn45M01PgLUkdiBh8_HEq5tfmFItf0R7GKV_xC_LZQQ/s220/IMG_1008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3694163932567898302.post-5996967595618655817</id><published>2009-11-26T14:31:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-02T18:02:04.835+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Taking Stock</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, I was supposed to be in Chennai but ended up canceling the trip. Was not really feeling too great to travel for the weekend. Given that i had been out of Bangalore for 6 out of the last 8 weekends (dragging throat infection along spreading across the state borders). Hmm, not that i got rid of the throat infection over the last weekend :).  The doc visit didn&#39;t seem to help (even though it was ages back). Got a free flu shot from the company. Hopefully that will prevent complications in the current Flu season.&lt;br /&gt;
Weekends in Bangalore remind of the innumerable pending chores. Property tax was one of them and it was supposed to be paid by July this year. &quot;Better late than never&quot; being my motto for life, i decided to drive (ride!!) to the BBMP setup near my house. The moment i entered in one fellow was interested to fill up the Tax form for me (Damn, i always end up with the Kannada form). Lucky me, the officer who sells the forms had gone for pre-lunch meal and i had to wait for half an hour. In the meantime, i kept disturbing the other officers(/agents??) sitting there to find out if i could get the form and get going. It took me 4 months to visit this office which is 3 KM from my home and now, it looked like further delay was inevitable. Phew, somebody rightfully said &quot;You don&#39;t get it until you sweat it out&quot;. Yeah right. Just when I was fooling around, I lost the lonely chair which i had reserved for myself. Wonder what happens to people when they step into govt offices. They seem to lose their integrity. I just stood up and one supposedly &quot;well-educated&quot; lady snatched the chair and sat on it. I didn&#39;t want to create a fuss about it. Move on buddy, its just a chair!!! After losing the chair, I lost interest in waiting for the ever punctual and duty conscious officer and decided to leave. Hopefully next weekend or some other weekend in the future will be a better one. Near the entrance, I saw a couple of Software folks talking about paying taxes online and were looking confused. I pinged one of them and asked him about online payment. He said he didnt take a chance and indicated that one of his friend&#39;s dog&#39;s friend&#39;s owner&#39;s relative&#39;s cousin had tried it and it was very simple but it had some issues. I was happy to hear that people have tested the site and rushed back home. I switched on my machine and decided to explore the tech provided by the Govt body (BBMP). Of course, the first thing you do when you are entering unexplored territory is &quot;google search&quot;. There are lot of nice angels who curse, swear and sometimes praise the available facilities on the web. The site from where the Online filing and payment is supposed to be done is &lt;a href=&quot;http://218.248.41.198/&quot;&gt; http://218.248.41.198/&lt;/a&gt;. I was not too keen to do online transactions via this &quot;nameless&quot; site. After reading a couple of blog posts and articles, i decided to give it a shot. The only input which i needed to enter was the previous year&#39;s application number and viola, the new form filled with all the necessary details and amount due shows up. At every stage of the process i was printing out the page to pdf file for reference. You never know when the dark angel attacks. AS usual, clever me, was trying to pay taxes online without credit card in vicinity. After hunting down the Key to life, i completed the payment procedure smoothly. I saved some 50-100 bucks by not letting some agent fill the form and do some magic math which i never understood. I vaguely remember somebody telling me that you end paying more online because the calculations are accurate ;). I would prefer paying the govt rather than some fella who does magic. Anyways, given the process is so simple, i would advise people to follow this route rather than standing at the govt office&#39;s door waiting for your turn and the irritating mid-meal and mid-snack breaks taken by people there. Way to go BBMP. I am very appreciative for this feature. I guess, we just need to open our eyes to such technological advancements made by the govt and start utilizing them. (Else the govt may decide to stop such advancements for poor response). &quot;Trust in Govt&quot; eh ?&lt;br /&gt;
Not sure how many more chores are left.&lt;br /&gt;
Let me count:&lt;br /&gt;
1. Need to call the Electrician.&lt;br /&gt;
2. Need to call the Plumber.&lt;br /&gt;
3. Need to call the Carpenter.&lt;br /&gt;
4. Bike servicing&lt;br /&gt;
5. Address change for Demat&lt;br /&gt;
6. Bike Tyre change&lt;br /&gt;
and many more :(&lt;br /&gt;
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Huh.... somebody said haircut !!!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/feeds/5996967595618655817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3694163932567898302/5996967595618655817' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/5996967595618655817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/5996967595618655817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/2009/11/taking-stock.html' title='Taking Stock'/><author><name>amritevil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038350846143165727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7NQQFPvlqDQKxHUUXu6QZ3mqA9dL5nSNdtbQBRslztxJIgErpUbZfFbF4LTshIlUvN61O-63b6mDZG5YFjsMIn45M01PgLUkdiBh8_HEq5tfmFItf0R7GKV_xC_LZQQ/s220/IMG_1008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3694163932567898302.post-3063374777349433480</id><published>2009-10-06T21:55:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-06T21:57:28.347+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Back on Rolls, Rock n Roll</title><content type='html'>Good to be back on the payroll of the company. I am glad and very happy that it happened. Better late than never ;).  End-of-my-smallest-post :D</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/feeds/3063374777349433480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3694163932567898302/3063374777349433480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/3063374777349433480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/3063374777349433480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-on-rolls-rock-n-roll.html' title='Back on Rolls, Rock n Roll'/><author><name>amritevil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038350846143165727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7NQQFPvlqDQKxHUUXu6QZ3mqA9dL5nSNdtbQBRslztxJIgErpUbZfFbF4LTshIlUvN61O-63b6mDZG5YFjsMIn45M01PgLUkdiBh8_HEq5tfmFItf0R7GKV_xC_LZQQ/s220/IMG_1008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3694163932567898302.post-4030945249442519189</id><published>2009-08-05T17:08:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-05T17:52:03.232+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Entry Load"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Investments"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mutual Funds"/><title type='text'>Mutual Funds - Entry Load &amp; Exit Load</title><content type='html'>I have listed down the Entry Loads charged by the various distributors (for MFs):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. CITIBANK:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUBSCRIPTION/SIP (SYSTEMATIC INVESTMENT PLAN) &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;table style=&quot;font-size: 10pt;&quot; border=&quot;1&quot; cellpadding=&quot;1&quot; cellspacing=&quot;1&quot; height=&quot;30&quot; width=&quot;75%&quot;&gt;      &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amount in INR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Transaction Fee**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Equity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Upto 2        Crs&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;2%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;From 2 – 5 Crs&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;1.5%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;5 Crs        &amp;amp; above&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;1%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Equity Arbitrage Funds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Nil&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Debt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Nil&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MIP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;0.5%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liquid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Nil&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;On top of it 10.3% service tax will be levied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For redemption :&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;An exit load @ 2.25% has been applied on the NAV by the Fund House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. ICICIDirect&lt;br /&gt;If MF holdings in ICICIDirect is less than 8 lakhs&lt;br /&gt;SIPs : Rs 30 or 1.5% Whichever is lower&lt;br /&gt;Lumpsum: Rs 100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of it 10.3% service tax will be levied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If MF holdings in ICICIDirect is greater than 8 Lakhs then charges are NIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if the charges are applicable for Liquid/Debt funds. Citibank&#39;s response addressed this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Kotak Securities&lt;br /&gt;No charges levied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Information has been taken from respective sites or emails sent by the respective distributors.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/feeds/4030945249442519189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3694163932567898302/4030945249442519189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/4030945249442519189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/4030945249442519189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/2009/08/mutual-funds-entry-load-exit-load.html' title='Mutual Funds - Entry Load &amp; Exit Load'/><author><name>amritevil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038350846143165727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7NQQFPvlqDQKxHUUXu6QZ3mqA9dL5nSNdtbQBRslztxJIgErpUbZfFbF4LTshIlUvN61O-63b6mDZG5YFjsMIn45M01PgLUkdiBh8_HEq5tfmFItf0R7GKV_xC_LZQQ/s220/IMG_1008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3694163932567898302.post-5353657853457250217</id><published>2009-07-31T07:52:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-31T08:05:39.998+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tides are changing</title><content type='html'>Indeed. Yesterday was the first glimpse of my attitude changing. I was an emotional investor who believed that no-matter-what, the stocks in which i invest will surely give me returns when i needed. All i did was buy and buy and buy. But never sell. I didn&#39;t want to pay the govt 10% (from this year its 15%) captial gains tax by selling profit. For the all greedy investors, paying off the 10% tax is more logical than hold on for 1 year and lose 50% principal. The Stock market is moving because of the FIIs and the traders. Investors are the ones who are the lame ducks in the market. I held on to my stocks when in Jan 2008 the markets peaked . Even though the profits were there, i didn&#39;t cash. I wanted to be an investor who stayed invested during bad times than exiting. I paid heavy price. All i learnt was, get what you want and then throw the bledy stocks. As long as you are selling it for profit, you should be happy. I did chuck out some shares (which went on to gain a little at the end of trading :D).&lt;br /&gt;There are many more areas where my attitude is simple and reasonable, i think it needs to change. Time to cash in. I am sick of making a fool out of myself by giving silly reasons.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/feeds/5353657853457250217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3694163932567898302/5353657853457250217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/5353657853457250217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/5353657853457250217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/2009/07/tides-are-changing.html' title='Tides are changing'/><author><name>amritevil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038350846143165727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7NQQFPvlqDQKxHUUXu6QZ3mqA9dL5nSNdtbQBRslztxJIgErpUbZfFbF4LTshIlUvN61O-63b6mDZG5YFjsMIn45M01PgLUkdiBh8_HEq5tfmFItf0R7GKV_xC_LZQQ/s220/IMG_1008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3694163932567898302.post-2345692871711902429</id><published>2009-06-22T20:55:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-02T18:03:55.463+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Quarter and a one</title><content type='html'>One more year completed. It was a very eventful year. Too many things happened in the last one year and am happy that it happened that way :). Last week also marked the completion of four years in bangalore and also as an engineer. Same kinda jeans, same kinda Tees, but different attitude. My day was made special by my family, cousins and friends. It was special in a different way too. Will cherish it for a long time to come. Thank you all those who remembered, and advance thank you for those who will remember it next year ;). I always had the bad habit of turning off alerts in social networking sites, end of the day, its special only if someone remembers and is not reminded.  I love it that way :D.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/feeds/2345692871711902429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3694163932567898302/2345692871711902429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/2345692871711902429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/2345692871711902429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/2009/06/quarter-and-one.html' title='Quarter and a one'/><author><name>amritevil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038350846143165727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7NQQFPvlqDQKxHUUXu6QZ3mqA9dL5nSNdtbQBRslztxJIgErpUbZfFbF4LTshIlUvN61O-63b6mDZG5YFjsMIn45M01PgLUkdiBh8_HEq5tfmFItf0R7GKV_xC_LZQQ/s220/IMG_1008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3694163932567898302.post-6821530237830055904</id><published>2009-06-15T12:25:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-10T11:46:07.306+05:30</updated><title type='text'>First Drive</title><content type='html'>This post is a long pending one. 2 more drives have been completed before the post :D.&lt;br /&gt;Mid June, Asko and I decided to get some driving practice(read learn). We decided to drive to Mysore. The timing was critical since our next plan was Chennai and we didn&#39;t want to go slower than the trains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started from home at around 10 AM on a fine sunday morning. We got delayed because we thought 9 AM was too late to start. It was my turn first. I took it slow and didn&#39;t want to get the car scratched (I guess in highways you don&#39;t get to scratch :P). The speed was amazing, 90 minutes into the drive and we were 50 KM from home. Thats when Asko decided, enough is enough. At this rate we would complete the round trip only by midnight. He took to the wheels and then went berserk. We were cruising at around 90k.  The lost time was being recovered. The scenery around was pretty much okay. We didn&#39;t try too many stunts, we had to respect our first highway drive. People driving in the Highways seemed much sensible than the ones back in the city. I meant, people are in complete senses when driving on a highway, may be the traffic jams are the catalysts contributing to the city driving characteristics. Or may be people know that highways typically don&#39;t give you a second chance ;).  Either way, except for one or two pesky drivers, the others were decent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem was that we had to cut through 3-4 towns and they had some mountains built on roads. The road sign said speed breaker but they were huge and didn&#39;t look like one. This was dampening our already battered avg speed. Time to switch driving seats again. Taking cue from Asko, i decided to keep up the pace and we were heading in decent avg speed. After one more round of driver switching we reached mysore in just 4 hrs (:-O). Thats 40K average. This was an insult to the capability(and capacity) of the car. But we were not too perturbed by the stats (we had no choice). After getting lost in the Mysore Town (was it a city?), we reached our destination. The good part was that we didn&#39;t have any pitstops for input/output. This saves a lot of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was time to return back home. We started around 6 PM (add a few more mins) and were determined to break the 4 hr record (record!! :-?). The start was pretty good and we were lapping the Ks in no time. Alas, we didn&#39;t know about the damned traffic on the Mysore-Bangalore highways every weekend :(. It was jam packed and we were crawling. At one point of time, it took us 30 mins to cover 3K. Thats when we stopped chasing the 4 hr target and decided that fate was against us. The Jam ended after we crossed the bottle neck bridge (some construction was going on). We were back to our highway speeds again. It was dark and we dropped atleast 20K speed. We were surprised to enter the city limits in less than 3.5 hrs. We decided to chill and took a pitstop. By the time we reached home, it was 10+. Hmmm, 4 hrs again. Big deal. Good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, did somebody say that max speed of a car in the first month should be maintained below 50k ? We thought it was Avg 50k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Drive: 14th June, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Destination: Mysore&lt;br /&gt;Distance: To 160+ KM/ Fro 160+ KM&lt;br /&gt;Time : ~4 hr / ~4 hr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Started this post on 15th June, but completed &amp;amp; published in sept.]</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/feeds/6821530237830055904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3694163932567898302/6821530237830055904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/6821530237830055904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/6821530237830055904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-drive.html' title='First Drive'/><author><name>amritevil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038350846143165727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7NQQFPvlqDQKxHUUXu6QZ3mqA9dL5nSNdtbQBRslztxJIgErpUbZfFbF4LTshIlUvN61O-63b6mDZG5YFjsMIn45M01PgLUkdiBh8_HEq5tfmFItf0R7GKV_xC_LZQQ/s220/IMG_1008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3694163932567898302.post-7752587842351003077</id><published>2009-06-11T16:38:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-15T15:09:29.097+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Test Drive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUYMtxctT9L8rOXOI8q_-9xEFCERLOVpzUa0UGov53jsANjhX6PJTIm5PGJYi0AQnLEIB5aopbsBhGHVKmPeYd2g39jE2OLQ0Z9qI6UT5FQQWk6NKRG31rBLRf6GU_bnGl_0VW8XoUNZ1l/s1600-h/IMG011.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUYMtxctT9L8rOXOI8q_-9xEFCERLOVpzUa0UGov53jsANjhX6PJTIm5PGJYi0AQnLEIB5aopbsBhGHVKmPeYd2g39jE2OLQ0Z9qI6UT5FQQWk6NKRG31rBLRf6GU_bnGl_0VW8XoUNZ1l/s200/IMG011.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347486642695835714&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time i drove a car, i felt horrible (May be 6 years back). Its crap man. It was so irritating to forget which gear i was in. Sometimes i would accidentally press the brake instead of the clutch. I also remember bending down and searching for the brake when the car was moving at 60 kmph.  Seriously, i need a car like the one shown in Flintstones. After my exploits with the bike without a DL in college days, it was the turn of the car. Most of the car lessons i got was from my friends in college. At home, my cousins and bro would occasionally take the Goa registered car for a drive on Chennai roads. After all the &quot;Just-Missed&quot; driving, i decided to get a DL so that insurance can be claimed in case of bang. I love the RTOs, i got my DL without giving the Driving Test &gt;:).  Time passed and i forgot that i had a DL for a car, may be i forgot how to drive too. I had an opportunity to get behind the wheel in my Bro&#39;s marriage. Of course, as expected i made a mark in atleast 2 cars :D. I realized that when in reverse gear, we need not reverse our sense. In the hindsight, it was seriously funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was very interesting. My friend bought a car. Since he did not have a DL, we decided that i would drive the car home from the showroom (!!! Are we mad ??). I was going to get behind the wheel after 3.5 years. Wow, Asko, you had the guts to give me the new car :D. Since i was out of practice (tell me about it, i need to know driving before i can practice), i decided to take a Test Drive. The showroom guy arranged for a Test Drive of Maruti Ritz (Diesel). It was the closest to the Swift Diesel that Asko bought. So it made perfect sense to check what i can do to a new car. We all sat in the car and managed to push the showroom guy to the backseat. He assumed I knew driving and was interested in buying Ritz. But the moment the car stalled in the first gear, the only thing he asked was &quot;Sir, do you have a DL?&quot;. Of course, I have. But that doesn&#39;t mean i can drive :D. After a cautious start, i could find the clutch/brake/accelerator with my legs without using the eyes. That was a good enough start and after a few Km of drive i was satisfied that i could move the four-wheeled thingy without much incidents (Oh, really ?). Not to mention the stalling of the car again at the entrance (it was a slope), when the showroom guy insisted that he can take over the reins from me.  Now to do some experiments with the new thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all got into the brand new Swift VDi, and decided to burn some rubber. It was a long wait to ensure that i did not bump into any of the cars inside the showroom. When i turn the ignition, some idiot would come and stop right in front of me, i would coolly turn off the engine and wait for them to move off. After some 10 mins, my friends decided that we will not be moving from the place if i decide to operate in such a safe manner. Then we decided to forget that i was driving a new car. That really helped. Slow and steady, we were on the ORR, broad road with lots of over speeding buggers around. There was one other swift which desperately wanted to overtake us. Honk! Honk Honk!!!, man. I was already at 60+ and didn&#39;t want to go beyond that because i knew that 2 KM in front of me there are a bunch of uniform guys waiting with a speed gun. The other swift wanted to show us its power and zoomed past us at more than 90 kmph. All i could do was sit there and watch the swift swiftly get into the arms of the hungry policemen &gt;:). By the way, it was being driven by a lady :D (Male chauvinist me).  Knowledge is power, its true. Had i not known about the police fellas, i would have touched 80+, which i anyways did after crossing them ;). I was not rash, its just that i didn&#39;t realize the speed. On the bike, you can feel the wind and you feel you are going fast. In a car, you just press the gas pedal (for my american friends who get confused if i say accelerator :D ), and zoom you go. It doesn&#39;t matter if its 80/100/120 or whatever rubbish. As long as you can get it to stop on time. Same applies for the bike but controlling a bike in high speeds is not easy. I am not getting into the topic of slippery roads and blah blah.  where was i :-?, we cruised to our home and then both of us together clocked more than 100 KM over the weekend. I managed to scare a couple of them when they were waiting behind in the queue on a slope. I loved their expressions when the car moved backwards. As long as it doesn&#39;t touch them, they are happy, i am happy. Signing off. Vroom Vroooooooom.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/feeds/7752587842351003077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3694163932567898302/7752587842351003077' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/7752587842351003077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/7752587842351003077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/2009/06/test-drive.html' title='Test Drive'/><author><name>amritevil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038350846143165727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7NQQFPvlqDQKxHUUXu6QZ3mqA9dL5nSNdtbQBRslztxJIgErpUbZfFbF4LTshIlUvN61O-63b6mDZG5YFjsMIn45M01PgLUkdiBh8_HEq5tfmFItf0R7GKV_xC_LZQQ/s220/IMG_1008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUYMtxctT9L8rOXOI8q_-9xEFCERLOVpzUa0UGov53jsANjhX6PJTIm5PGJYi0AQnLEIB5aopbsBhGHVKmPeYd2g39jE2OLQ0Z9qI6UT5FQQWk6NKRG31rBLRf6GU_bnGl_0VW8XoUNZ1l/s72-c/IMG011.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3694163932567898302.post-6561780175117261875</id><published>2009-06-04T20:04:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-02T18:03:32.072+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Gone with the wind</title><content type='html'>Is it just me?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
June 2001: swimming+skating. One month affair. &amp;gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;
Mar/Apr 2003: Website designing. few months may be :-?&lt;br /&gt;
June 2003: Gymming, hmmm, i dont remember a thingy.&lt;br /&gt;
May 2005: I started blogging. I stopped blogging (http://amevil.blogspot.com/)&lt;br /&gt;
Oct 2007: Re-Started Blogging. Stopped Blogging again !!! ( Current one)&lt;br /&gt;
Oct 2007: Started playing Tennis. By december, my love for tennis vanished&lt;br /&gt;
Feb 2008: Inline Skating. No Comments&lt;br /&gt;
May 2008: Running + Gym. By Sep 2008, it was curtains&lt;br /&gt;
Jan 2009: Restarted Blogging. Current status is not encouraging :).&lt;br /&gt;
Mar 2009: Cycling to office. After 6 weeks break, restarted again last week :D&lt;br /&gt;
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Just a few of them which i remember. I might have missed a lots of things in the above list.&lt;br /&gt;
Wonder how many more hobbies to be developed and left half way through. Probably learning a foreign language next ;). No comments on Investing because its not my hobby :P. Did i forget cooking :-? ...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/feeds/6561780175117261875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3694163932567898302/6561780175117261875' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/6561780175117261875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/6561780175117261875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/2009/06/gone-with-wind.html' title='Gone with the wind'/><author><name>amritevil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038350846143165727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7NQQFPvlqDQKxHUUXu6QZ3mqA9dL5nSNdtbQBRslztxJIgErpUbZfFbF4LTshIlUvN61O-63b6mDZG5YFjsMIn45M01PgLUkdiBh8_HEq5tfmFItf0R7GKV_xC_LZQQ/s220/IMG_1008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3694163932567898302.post-5611797999795040360</id><published>2009-04-25T18:27:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-25T22:59:54.890+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="elections"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="voting"/><title type='text'>Jagore, then what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2n4mBUzCRia5mBunwyog88ivsmCSdBOS13uQa-uB2rQSZ9Wu9fc1HOViq0zji-cMML77cGlhsQdhFanHVmKyiV-neFS18G5-ZjxxkOoDRUJoauM8FFuPU-9Oa_-pnfDof8GxbVcTmWhqT/s1600-h/voter.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2n4mBUzCRia5mBunwyog88ivsmCSdBOS13uQa-uB2rQSZ9Wu9fc1HOViq0zji-cMML77cGlhsQdhFanHVmKyiV-neFS18G5-ZjxxkOoDRUJoauM8FFuPU-9Oa_-pnfDof8GxbVcTmWhqT/s200/voter.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328675843305786306&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a pleasant and quiet morning. I woke up around 9 AM, i was feeling powerful but still powerless. It was the D-Day when the citizens of this wonderful nation would stand up and get their finger marked. Most of the companies in bangalore had declared a holiday, so that the 80% odd unregistered voters could watch IPL matches and have a blast. I suspect some of them might have taken the friday off and extended it for a wonderful loooong weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surpringly, yours truly is a registered voter and this is the 2nd time that he would be casting his vote. Of course, I did cast my vote (don&#39;t expect me to reveal the candidate, as if u care :P). I pulled up my sleeves (damn, i wear only Half sleeve Tees), decided that i will use my right to vote  and make a mark in this elections. Given the fact that many like minded people are not voting, i didn&#39;t bother to go through the profile of all candidates. No point voting for some independent unless there are many people who would evaluate like you and vote for him. So i decided to vote for one of the Big 2. (I am not a fan of the 3rd Front and to me the 3rd front represents Doom of India). After some thought, i voted for one of them and i am not too emotional about the results.&lt;br /&gt;The most interesting parts of the 2 elections where &#39;i exercised my right to vote&#39;:&lt;br /&gt;1. The polling booth where i vote has been empty in both the occasions. I just walked in, cast my vote instantly. No Queues, No Hungama; just vote and get marked.&lt;br /&gt;2. There is a rule that the Party workers cannot put their tents in 100m/200m radius from the polling booths. So they choose the most convenient spot which is allowed by law and put a nice little tent there. The innocent (read ignorant) citizens believe that they are the guiding force and park their vehicles all around their tents and rush to them. After they confirm that their names are there in the list, they rush to the polling booth by walk. Why all this drama? Illiterates know better i say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turnout at the constituency where i voted was 45%. This means 45% of the registered voters voted. Probably the number of registered voters would be around 50-60% (my guess) of the actual population which in turn means that only around 25% of the eligible voters cast votes this time around. Even with so many awareness programmes running around i the voter turnout didn&#39;t increase very significantly. I was able to get lots of information about each of the candidates who were contesting.  Many of them commpained that they couldn&#39;t get enrolled in the lsit easily even though they tried hard. I have no choice but to pity on them. I remember being stranded in the 2004 elections. The corporation office was in the same lane as my house and the polling booth was next door, still my name was not in the list. Thats the irony. Some di$%head is trying to apply his intelligence to manage the voter&#39;s list i guess (or its just another bug in the software)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day online registration and online voting come into play, the elections are going to be kick ass. I am eagerly waiting for that day. For heavens sake, i transfer all my money online, so why shouldn&#39;t i be allowed to vote online. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If 3rd Front comes to power, i better sell all my investments in equities. And for all those so-called-literates who voted for 3rd Front, you have made the mistake of ur life. Election commission and other authorities should bring a 2 party rule to this country. I just hope the Big 2 individually win &#39;atleast&#39; 55% of the seats. I don&#39;t care which one of them gets more. I can list down &#39;n&#39; things here but whats the use if i just list it in my blog? Someday, when i am really irritated and lose all my patience towards this dirty game of coalitions, i might do something ( may beee ).</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/feeds/5611797999795040360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3694163932567898302/5611797999795040360' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/5611797999795040360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/5611797999795040360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/2009/04/jagore-then-what.html' title='Jagore, then what?'/><author><name>amritevil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038350846143165727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7NQQFPvlqDQKxHUUXu6QZ3mqA9dL5nSNdtbQBRslztxJIgErpUbZfFbF4LTshIlUvN61O-63b6mDZG5YFjsMIn45M01PgLUkdiBh8_HEq5tfmFItf0R7GKV_xC_LZQQ/s220/IMG_1008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2n4mBUzCRia5mBunwyog88ivsmCSdBOS13uQa-uB2rQSZ9Wu9fc1HOViq0zji-cMML77cGlhsQdhFanHVmKyiV-neFS18G5-ZjxxkOoDRUJoauM8FFuPU-9Oa_-pnfDof8GxbVcTmWhqT/s72-c/voter.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3694163932567898302.post-6390877179379839826</id><published>2009-04-11T10:08:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-11T11:38:24.851+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Be Kind, Rewind</title><content type='html'>Tring Tring (Of course, I am not going to type the junk tunes that my reliance box gives out), rang my mobile phone; I was on my way to Agra from chennai (looong train journey); the number was different and it seemed like an ISD number. I wondered who this could be, i decided to pick the call (Given that i was looking out for a job then and was optimistic, he he).  It was my school friend. It was her marriage and she invited me. I was touched. It has been almost 8 long years since i was in touch with most of my school mates. I was really happy. I was happy to know that she was trying to reach out to each of our batchmates and invite them personally to her marriage. You don&#39;t come across such people these days, do you? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I managed to attend her reception this long weekend. It was very nostalgic to see my high school classmates. I had a chance to interact with them again. I don&#39;t know whether i was snobbish (of course, &quot;Amrit&quot; was Snobbish) or just a jerk in school (and possibly, a jerk too). I never interacted too much with girls back then (okay, don&#39;t fall off ur chairs and start laughing).  I don&#39;t intend to reason out why i was like that! Anyways, i did get to interact with some of them again. I hope they don&#39;t see me as the same snobbish guy now ;).  Some of them had kids and i was like wow. Everyone had taken new roles in life, and were really responsible and mature.  It was a wonderful sight.  Thanks to her marriage that i was able to re-connect with my friends again. A very sweet gesture indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are plans to have a Re-Union in 2011 (10 years since we left the school). I hope more friends turn out for that event. No one stops anyone from meeting before that anyways. Sometimes you wonder how difficult it is to pick up your phone and reach out to your friends or just drop a &quot;Hi&quot; mail ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[One more sentibega blog, and everyone will boycott ur blog forever!!! ] &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/feeds/6390877179379839826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3694163932567898302/6390877179379839826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/6390877179379839826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/6390877179379839826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/2009/04/be-kind-rewind.html' title='Be Kind, Rewind'/><author><name>amritevil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038350846143165727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7NQQFPvlqDQKxHUUXu6QZ3mqA9dL5nSNdtbQBRslztxJIgErpUbZfFbF4LTshIlUvN61O-63b6mDZG5YFjsMIn45M01PgLUkdiBh8_HEq5tfmFItf0R7GKV_xC_LZQQ/s220/IMG_1008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3694163932567898302.post-4101017931804721011</id><published>2009-03-19T20:09:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:26:42.543+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="facebook"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thoughts"/><title type='text'>25 Random things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhopqRi399PDZolaNhXq8rmVPvulXMyue53Ee-NTBRRn2tp-MPn6FThsue_YxfFA8hHQIvPshReNH4hD9Z7C3f3PD3KJZbZPwV8omL4pAA2-TxvFbnHaUEF5UcLQM6ryAlvPCKKx30ArH5_/s1600-h/boo.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhopqRi399PDZolaNhXq8rmVPvulXMyue53Ee-NTBRRn2tp-MPn6FThsue_YxfFA8hHQIvPshReNH4hD9Z7C3f3PD3KJZbZPwV8omL4pAA2-TxvFbnHaUEF5UcLQM6ryAlvPCKKx30ArH5_/s200/boo.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314912812598448050&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What facebook can do to you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I don&#39;t know why i am on this planet. I am just another insignificant soul.&lt;br /&gt;2. I forgive anyone and everyone because i forget why i was angry on them.&lt;br /&gt;3. My memory is weak and i don&#39;t remember names very easily.&lt;br /&gt;4. I love my bike, maggi, ice creams, cooking and numbers&lt;br /&gt;5. I can play video/computer games non-stop for long hours&lt;br /&gt;6. I love my family and friends. They believe in my abilities more than i do :D&lt;br /&gt;7. I can be boring, exciting, caring, loving, irritating, ignoring, annoying, etc at the same time&lt;br /&gt;8. I react differently to the same thing under exactly same conditions.&lt;br /&gt;9. I believe random decisions are sweeter than planned ones&lt;br /&gt;10. My advises are usually sarcastic and would never make any sense. Advising is sin!&lt;br /&gt;11. I like to take my decisions. Tossing a coin usually assists me.&lt;br /&gt;12. I think my knowledge on finance is slightly better than other ppl in my field. Though most of my investments are in red ;)&lt;br /&gt;13. I want to be a bad man. Villains get to be happy for 99% of their life.&lt;br /&gt;14. If i would have failed in school, i would have become a fugitive. You never know what will happen if i lose my job one more time. Being a corrupt govt officer is also an option.&lt;br /&gt;15. I am a pessimist. Pessimism brings the best out of you. if u can get hit, u will get hit. (oh, was that murphy&#39;s law?)&lt;br /&gt;16. Half my teeth are gone, others are waiting for their turn.&lt;br /&gt;17. Senseless movies are better than sensible ones. Movies are for entertainment not for reality bites.&lt;br /&gt;18. I don&#39;t have dressing sense and can never become a marketing or sales guy.&lt;br /&gt;19. People remember me for my stupid (&amp;amp; insane) -{ thoughts, words, actions }.&lt;br /&gt;20. In my presence, others also tend to become senseless, evil and insane.&lt;br /&gt;21. I try to keep things simple and brief.&lt;br /&gt;22. I contradict myself. I am prejudiced. I don&#39;t take anything at face value.&lt;br /&gt;23. My English grammar sucks big time and i am dumber than what people think of me.&lt;br /&gt;24. I don&#39;t plan, it just happens and later i forget that it happened.&lt;br /&gt;25. I have not reviewed or edited what i wrote above and will not edit it in the future. As usual!&lt;br /&gt;0.a. life seems better only after bad things have happened, you don&#39;t appreciate life if everything is cheesy.&lt;br /&gt;0.b. I wrote this because i have been tagged by so many of my friends, i have internet connection, lots of time to waste and make sure others will soon follow suit. This weirdly numbered points are there to point out that i am a CS guy and i am bad at it.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/feeds/4101017931804721011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3694163932567898302/4101017931804721011' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/4101017931804721011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/4101017931804721011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/2009/03/25-random-things.html' title='25 Random things'/><author><name>amritevil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038350846143165727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7NQQFPvlqDQKxHUUXu6QZ3mqA9dL5nSNdtbQBRslztxJIgErpUbZfFbF4LTshIlUvN61O-63b6mDZG5YFjsMIn45M01PgLUkdiBh8_HEq5tfmFItf0R7GKV_xC_LZQQ/s220/IMG_1008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhopqRi399PDZolaNhXq8rmVPvulXMyue53Ee-NTBRRn2tp-MPn6FThsue_YxfFA8hHQIvPshReNH4hD9Z7C3f3PD3KJZbZPwV8omL4pAA2-TxvFbnHaUEF5UcLQM6ryAlvPCKKx30ArH5_/s72-c/boo.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3694163932567898302.post-8579748073399681834</id><published>2009-02-28T16:58:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-07T01:59:13.841+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Cyclist</title><content type='html'>If each and every soul (who is physically fit or wants to be physically fit) staying in the radius of 5-?? KM from their work place decide to shift to cycles from the ever-polluting-fuel-hogging-monsters then the world might suffer a bit less. Over the past couple of decades the climatic conditions seem to have changed a lot. In fact, don&#39;t blame me if you get sick by breathing in the 21st century air when cycling. May be our bodies are getting used to the air or may be the cars are equipped with better quality ACs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i shifted to bangalore in June 2005, it was a very cold place where people didn&#39;t know what summer was. Of course, it was polluted even then. Many more people claim that it was much better a decade back. The software industry started growing in the garden city and along with it the real estate business. It was like a chain reaction. One industry leading to the development of the other and over a period of time anything and everything was overvalued. Bangalore became the center of India. Anything above it was North India and below South India. IT industry was blamed for the ever-rising-living-costs. Nobody wanted to mention the house owners who were never satisfied with the earthly rentals @#$@#$!!! How did i forget the govt which never wants to improve the infrastructure? Okay, let me not get into politics now. Where was i :-? ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm ... pollution. Why are the roads so dirty and air so polluted? Ever polluting overloaded trucks, shady autos, buses, old vehicles or any other thing that coughs out smoke. I guess the problem is more severe and basic than what it seems like. Every vehicle that runs on the road leave its mark, some in the form of sand and some in garbage. These spills are the ones that mostly spoil the roads and add to it the digging woes, we get apna very own sexy roads - too curvy :P. Somebody dig a grave for these diggers i say. The most senseless activities are undertaken by the authorities in ALL parts of our country. How do you expect to have a clean and green city/country if basics are violated. Only a handful of cities are clean in India. I can preach lots more, but i am tired of typing now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why have i moved on to a cycle? For being green, saving fuel and feel happy? Just felt like, no particular love for environment ;). I never harmed it anyways :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I amaze myself. I start with some title and end up writing about something else. Time to write a story for apna bollywood.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/feeds/8579748073399681834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3694163932567898302/8579748073399681834' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/8579748073399681834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/8579748073399681834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/2009/02/cyclist.html' title='The Cyclist'/><author><name>amritevil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038350846143165727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7NQQFPvlqDQKxHUUXu6QZ3mqA9dL5nSNdtbQBRslztxJIgErpUbZfFbF4LTshIlUvN61O-63b6mDZG5YFjsMIn45M01PgLUkdiBh8_HEq5tfmFItf0R7GKV_xC_LZQQ/s220/IMG_1008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3694163932567898302.post-6273824234767928958</id><published>2009-02-16T20:32:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:55:20.683+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ice Cream"/><title type='text'>Shakes &amp; Creams</title><content type='html'>August, 1992. Family of four shifted to the City of Sun and beaches (Sweat goes unsaid). The 2 kids, the naughtiest ever, were excited to be in the city. This became their land of dreams. All that the 9-10 year olds can think about is Chocolates and Ice Cream. Nothing less, nothing more. Father, being the sweetest and not realizing what more the kids can demand, took the family to a place where only Ice Creams &amp;amp; Milk Shakes were served. After living in a town for most part of their chotu lives, the kids were amazed that the whole joint was specifically meant only for ICE CREAMS!!! The kids were over the moon (dreaming about 2 cones with double scoops in both the hands and four flavors). They were confused and were not able to decide on what to order. After a stringent round of elimination process from the menu (&quot;inky, pinky, ponky...&quot; ), 2 items were selected. Mouth was watering, eyes were glowing. The wait for the biggest sundae of their lives was over. After a long wait, the waiter had placed the sundaes on the table. The kids sneaked over the table and looked into the eyes of their parents to check if they would scold them if they grabbed the sundae. After seeing the re-assuring smile, the kids jumped on their seats and started gobbling the goodies. The older one was able to finish his sundae, the younger one was hardly able to finish half of it. Father knew that the small one is going to gift away most part of his sundae to him (as usual). The small boy had actually consumed more than expected. Everyone was surprised. That was the best ice cream the boy ever had in his life. This became a weekly routine for the kids for long time to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the years passed by, kids became boys, boys became teens, teens became adolescents, then adults, but nothing much changed in the Ice Cream front. Weekly affair to partying to treats to get together to dates to hang outs, anything and everything, this was the place for the boys and girls of the locality (and also many more souls wandering around the world). This place, my dear readers, is/was the &quot;Shakes &amp;amp; Creams&quot; on top of the Adyar bakery in Chennai. The Waiters ensured that the appetite of the customers hit alarming levels before they decide to serve the ice creams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakes &amp;amp; Creams started as an ice cream only joint and later added lots of unnecessary items to its menu. The quality of ice creams and other new dishes was on a steep decline around 2004-05. The place which was over crowded and the most happening place in the locality slowly became the most horrible place around. With the rise of CCD&#39;s and Pizza culture, S&amp;amp;C was running out of time and business steadily. Alas, the once loyal kids never turned up to this place. Not even to remember the good old times. The memories were there in their hearts but the place just didn&#39;t remind them of the good times. The kids had no idea what might happen to this place. They moved on with their lives and shifted out of the city one fine day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time just flies, many years passed (not too many), the younger one came to the city to visit his family. He noticed that the S&amp;amp;C was renovated and it was appealing for one last chance before totally dumping it from the must-go places in town. Given that the relationship with the place is long standing than most of the friendships, he decided to give it a try, the last chance to prove itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny isn&#39;t it, the same kid for whom the place was a heaven during childhood was pleading him to return for one last time before ignoring it for eternity. In life, we start ignoring the once important-caring-loving people and fail to give them one last chance. Wonder how many such important-caring-loving people are still waiting for their loved little ones to give just one missed call. Move-on-man attitude has not done good to the youngsters, they are just moving away but not moving on anyways :). The generation gap between the parents and kids seems to be miles apart. May be the G-gap between our parents and grand parents was not too much. The rise of technology and uncertainty in life has surely led to this revolution (being optimistic to call that a revolution!! Shame on me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last chance was given to S&amp;amp;C. It turned out to be one helluva treat. He was shocked to see that the quality of ice cream served was same as the one he ate for the first time. The pricing, quality and quantity were amazing and nobody in this universe will be able to match this. Down with the CCDs and other Cafe joints where one has to pay a fortune for a sip of coffee and a feel of ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the lover boys/girls, this is no longer a place suited for dating. You will be sitting right across a super mart entrance =). Good times guaranteed for the family and friends who just want to chill out and bite the dust.. oops .. ice creams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need i mention that i was the younger kid (of course, my brother being the older one). Am loving it! One more time ! (Wait till McD sues me)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/feeds/6273824234767928958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3694163932567898302/6273824234767928958' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/6273824234767928958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/6273824234767928958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/2009/02/shaken-creamed.html' title='Shakes &amp; Creams'/><author><name>amritevil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038350846143165727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7NQQFPvlqDQKxHUUXu6QZ3mqA9dL5nSNdtbQBRslztxJIgErpUbZfFbF4LTshIlUvN61O-63b6mDZG5YFjsMIn45M01PgLUkdiBh8_HEq5tfmFItf0R7GKV_xC_LZQQ/s220/IMG_1008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3694163932567898302.post-2897744012945414426</id><published>2009-02-03T19:08:00.016+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-04T18:24:40.987+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photos"/><title type='text'>Evolution</title><content type='html'>Evolution of human species is a very interesting topic. It is said that as the years pass by Human brain evolves and becomes more intelligent and humane. However, there is one example right below which shows how an angel slowly transitions to evil :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style=&quot;width: 650px; height: 650px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj54WQMDTvutXvymeFpfGbmOdjpjcsi9bRq7m9EqiJ08u1ao93XI8VllOKPzm0oQq4Ztc_ooBBbCsxRgD4iSzSnPWYeDU6masm25f1_RSxnHBvKJJrF5WO266kBH5T91oxz1SeXd-_34BeT/s1600-h/me2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 157px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj54WQMDTvutXvymeFpfGbmOdjpjcsi9bRq7m9EqiJ08u1ao93XI8VllOKPzm0oQq4Ztc_ooBBbCsxRgD4iSzSnPWYeDU6masm25f1_RSxnHBvKJJrF5WO266kBH5T91oxz1SeXd-_34BeT/s200/me2.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298565701451980258&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1985-86&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; 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alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298566711540582594&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/feeds/2897744012945414426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3694163932567898302/2897744012945414426' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/2897744012945414426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/2897744012945414426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='Evolution'/><author><name>amritevil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038350846143165727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7NQQFPvlqDQKxHUUXu6QZ3mqA9dL5nSNdtbQBRslztxJIgErpUbZfFbF4LTshIlUvN61O-63b6mDZG5YFjsMIn45M01PgLUkdiBh8_HEq5tfmFItf0R7GKV_xC_LZQQ/s220/IMG_1008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj54WQMDTvutXvymeFpfGbmOdjpjcsi9bRq7m9EqiJ08u1ao93XI8VllOKPzm0oQq4Ztc_ooBBbCsxRgD4iSzSnPWYeDU6masm25f1_RSxnHBvKJJrF5WO266kBH5T91oxz1SeXd-_34BeT/s72-c/me2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3694163932567898302.post-2138202903203536999</id><published>2009-01-16T18:51:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:18:33.362+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Address Change"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Duplicate RC book"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="RTO"/><title type='text'>Duplicate RC book</title><content type='html'>Jan 1st 2007, i made a resolution that i will get my duplicate RC made and today, Jan 16th 2009, i have applied for it :). I want to list out the TODOs to get a duplicate RC book so that people will be able to get it done easily without too much of a hassle (i can&#39;t help you if you are good for nothing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;Simple Advise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do not get in contact with the Middle Men. RTO guys are straight forward and no one takes a bribe to get stuff done (atleast they won&#39;t ask for one). Kudos to Bangalore Central RTO employees. &lt;br /&gt;2. Working hours for the Assistant RTO is 10:00 to 13:30 hrs. Ensure that you are not caught off guard.&lt;br /&gt;3. The RTO officials believe in a step by step procedure and they don&#39;t like over smart people asking too many questions at the same time. You will be given info about the current step and not the future steps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;Necessary Documents:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Police Complaint Challan&lt;br /&gt;2. Affidavit requesting for Duplicate RC book&lt;br /&gt;3. Photo ID proof&lt;br /&gt;4. Address proof (In case address change is required)&lt;br /&gt;5. Form 26 (Duplicate RC book)&lt;br /&gt;6. Form 33 (Change of Address)&lt;br /&gt;7. Copy of Motor Insurance (which is not expired, of course)&lt;br /&gt;8. Copy of old RC book/ Road Tax paper (not necessary but handy doc)&lt;br /&gt;(In case your vehicle is taken on loan then you might need to get approval from the corresponding banks on the form 26).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;Stepwise actions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Go to the nearest police station (preferably the station in your locality or RTO&#39;s locality). You have to handover a letter addressed to the Sub Inspector of police requesting application for duplicate RC book due to the loss of original one. The sub inspector of police will issue a challan with your name and a statement which says &quot;RC Book Missing&quot;. This challan has to be attached with the form 26. &lt;br /&gt;[ The police guy was quick and gave it to me in no time. The only bad part was that he requested for INR 100. As far as i know, we need not pay the police. Since i believe that the police officers in India are underpaid, i didn&#39;t make too much of a noise and shelled out the bucks. I hope the govt realizes the importance of paying the security guys nicely. This will eliminate corruption to a great extent.] &lt;br /&gt;2. Get the Affidavit made on a INR 20 Stamp paper. There will atleast be a single shop near the RTO office which will be supplying such affidavits. You need to get your details printed on that in the same shop. [The shop guy charged me INR 120 to get it done. He gave me a useless bill when i demanded for one]&lt;br /&gt;3. Collect form 26 and form 33 from the RTO reception (or ask some police guy/RTO official). Fill the forms appropriately and strike off the sections which are not applicable. The owner of the vehicle should be signing the forms. &lt;br /&gt;4. Buy a simple file which will hold your papers(called as the RTO file in the nearby stationery shops). The papers can either be stapled or tied using a tag and should be attached to the file. It will be good to have the details like Name, Registration Number and the reason written on top of the file. (Give your mobile and phone numbers generously)&lt;br /&gt;5. Goto the Superintendent of RTO and submit your file to him/her. He/She will verify the documents and forms. In case everything is fine, he will sign on the forms with the date. You will be sent to the ARTO. &lt;br /&gt;6. ARTO will verify your ID proof (original ID card) and attest on the form.&lt;br /&gt;7. Pay the fees at the cashier (INR 35 for form 26 and INR 20 for form 33).&lt;br /&gt;8. Take back the file with the cash receipts attached to the Superintendent. He/She will sign the receipts too.&lt;br /&gt;9. Submit the file to the reception or the person who collects the files (please find out from the RTO)&lt;br /&gt;10. The person will hand out a chit with a date for receiving the updated document(s). Retain the slip carefully and make sure you remember the request number written on the chit (Just in case).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, you have completed the procedure for applying for a duplicate copy of your RC book and also have the address on your RC book changed. I will update on how we receive the duplicate copy. I got a date of 27th Jan, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have written the steps which i had to go through. Optimization may vary depending on how badly you fill the forms and act on your D day ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collected my duplicate RC book on 30th Jan. No trouble in getting it done. The superintendent had to sign in few places, the other guy had to put the seal all over the RC book. You need to be patient as well as active to get your work done.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/feeds/2138202903203536999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3694163932567898302/2138202903203536999' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/2138202903203536999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/2138202903203536999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/2009/01/duplicate-rc-book.html' title='Duplicate RC book'/><author><name>amritevil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038350846143165727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7NQQFPvlqDQKxHUUXu6QZ3mqA9dL5nSNdtbQBRslztxJIgErpUbZfFbF4LTshIlUvN61O-63b6mDZG5YFjsMIn45M01PgLUkdiBh8_HEq5tfmFItf0R7GKV_xC_LZQQ/s220/IMG_1008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3694163932567898302.post-2765877420481274869</id><published>2009-01-08T00:11:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-08T00:20:31.723+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Coveted 24</title><content type='html'>New year, new day, new resolutions. It is the time of the year when one tries to fool oneself and world with the useless resolutions. I didnt make a resolution at the strike of the 0th hour of this year. But, as the hours passed by, i thought i should blog. I don&#39;t know what i want to achieve by blogging. May be, i don&#39;t want to achieve anything by blogging. This is just an outlet, to let my happiness, sadness, frustration, anger, and may be knowledge take shape of words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have given myself the target of 24 blogposts (excluding this blog) for this year. I want to see if i can learn things about atleast 10 varied topics and write some blog entries on those. I am not going to set limitations on the number of entries nor the kind of entries. If by the end of this year, i do not have 24 blog entries then doomsday has come ;). Come on. I am just another jerk with just another resolution.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/feeds/2765877420481274869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3694163932567898302/2765877420481274869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/2765877420481274869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/2765877420481274869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/2009/01/coveted-24.html' title='Coveted 24'/><author><name>amritevil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038350846143165727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7NQQFPvlqDQKxHUUXu6QZ3mqA9dL5nSNdtbQBRslztxJIgErpUbZfFbF4LTshIlUvN61O-63b6mDZG5YFjsMIn45M01PgLUkdiBh8_HEq5tfmFItf0R7GKV_xC_LZQQ/s220/IMG_1008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3694163932567898302.post-1988135749178471500</id><published>2009-01-02T18:56:00.013+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-02T21:43:57.148+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dance"/><title type='text'>Shut up and Dance</title><content type='html'>Dance(from French danser, perhaps from Frankish) is an art form that generally refers to movement of the body, usually rhythmic and to music, used as a form of expression, social interaction or presented in a spiritual or performance setting. &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dance&quot;&gt;That&#39;s how wiki has defined it&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a person who has no music sense, dancing is something which i cannot master in. Its all about rhythm and synchronization. Whenever i attempt to dance, i feel i have two left feet, a stiff back and a zombie head. With such a wonderful combination, dancing is something which is/was totally out of my capacity. I do dance (if i could call it that way) in parties where there are losers who are worse than me (:-O, worse than me, then its not a party). I always wanted to dance like Hrithik.. sob sob. Sapne hazaar, lekin bekaar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys are generally impressed by girls who dance well (Remember listening to stories and watching movies where the Maharaja would be sitting with a rose in his hand and watching pretty dames dancing to nice tunes). This is a well established fact. Dancing and curves are intertwined and it does give a personality to the dancer based on the kind of moves he/she does. The cheaper the dance gets, the respect reduces proportionally. If someone is watching you dance, its either you are amazing or you are being vulgar. If you are dancing horribly, no one will even look at you. You can continue with the crap without shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though i have no experience with girls and dancing, i can say that girls would definitely enjoy to dance with their special someone. Dance partner becoming a real life partner or vice versa is not my concern and problem. Both are different and lucky people get to be both. Hand in Hand, Eye-to-eye, rhythmic movements, the fragrance and the music; i guess it doesn&#39;t get romantic than that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other forms of dancing include street dancing - where you stick your tongue out and dance, party dancing - where you keep bouncing like a spring, stage dancing - where you are clueless about your partner(s)&#39;s moves, marriage dancing - where you shake your a$$ and pick up the cash on the ground, mirror dancing - you are shy and dance only in front of the mirror, masala dancing - ahem ahem. Hey there is also &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.wherethehellismatt.com&quot;&gt; funny dance &lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, a sample from moi.(Black tshirt - alistair, Red tshirt - Amrit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width=&quot;370&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/4kTQ7o2qf3o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/4kTQ7o2qf3o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay folks, that&#39;s all i have to say about Dancing. Remember to shut your mouth when dancing. It will make it look more elegant ;).</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/feeds/1988135749178471500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3694163932567898302/1988135749178471500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/1988135749178471500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3694163932567898302/posts/default/1988135749178471500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amritevil.blogspot.com/2009/01/shut-up-and-dance.html' title='Shut up and Dance'/><author><name>amritevil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038350846143165727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7NQQFPvlqDQKxHUUXu6QZ3mqA9dL5nSNdtbQBRslztxJIgErpUbZfFbF4LTshIlUvN61O-63b6mDZG5YFjsMIn45M01PgLUkdiBh8_HEq5tfmFItf0R7GKV_xC_LZQQ/s220/IMG_1008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3694163932567898302.post-5795372661860022506</id><published>2007-12-04T19:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-04T20:04:32.639+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Officially a Trekker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJsKtUX7tXPqPd7kJRuSQiXYWrhfkuN0YCbfF3JDlCOv9Db7CL3RzKgpt6Bbp5sUSnygWbcWzxnO8uWxdXk5FAybDCiBWv7cgLT9E9Ot1i15qug-h9kcZU9NWffHyELgdc9d0Ct9K8doCQ/s1600-h/IMG_3149.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140119380305907074&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJsKtUX7tXPqPd7kJRuSQiXYWrhfkuN0YCbfF3JDlCOv9Db7CL3RzKgpt6Bbp5sUSnygWbcWzxnO8uWxdXk5FAybDCiBWv7cgLT9E9Ot1i15qug-h9kcZU9NWffHyELgdc9d0Ct9K8doCQ/s320/IMG_3149.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trekkers: Alistair, Amrit Singh, Bindu, Dhruv, Nilu (7yr old), Prathap, Roby, Rohit, Sagar, Sudhindra, and Moi&lt;br /&gt;Date: 1st and 2nd December, 2007&lt;br /&gt;Location: Chembra Peak, Wayanad, Kerala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_HXj6vZ6v0Ttv4TxJvOi-m2tbv1wjWkUUgRUKLKNJnac6rTu480dcvkLKZb1dZc9Vax3JJ_kwGLOUEq9AUUdTSnIcwPTzmNq1v5qmOTPop8_1UUw8G09pcBReHybcByzRJDZFY3pR5_Nd/s1600-h/IMG_2952.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140116601462066546&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_HXj6vZ6v0Ttv4TxJvOi-m2tbv1wjWkUUgRUKLKNJnac6rTu480dcvkLKZb1dZc9Vax3JJ_kwGLOUEq9AUUdTSnIcwPTzmNq1v5qmOTPop8_1UUw8G09pcBReHybcByzRJDZFY3pR5_Nd/s320/IMG_2952.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An awesome trek to the chembra peak ,which is my first overnight trek. I am eligible to be called a Trekker officially. The Peak was about 7000 feet above mean sea level. We didn&#39;t trek 7000 feet though :D. We scaled almost 2000 feet in 4.5 hours with a lunch break and a couple of water breaks. We took less than 2 hours to climb down but it was more injury prone. I can still feel the pain in my knees and hamstring. By the way for those of you who are thinking that we were empty handed, all i can say is jump in the nearest well. We were carrying around 15-20 kilos which included our sleeping bags, mats, dress, food, water etc.  Hmmm, I seem to have lost my artistic touch to the english language. I am blogging a report ??? !!! sheesh, i am disappointed. 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