<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><rss xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" version="2.0"><channel><title>Mission:My Life</title><description></description><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Lucio)</managingEditor><pubDate>Wed, 31 Jan 2024 13:37:32 +0530</pubDate><generator>Blogger http://www.blogger.com</generator><openSearch:totalResults xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link>http://ljm26.blogspot.com/</link><language>en-us</language><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle/><itunes:owner><itunes:email>noreply@blogger.com</itunes:email></itunes:owner><item><title>Shifted</title><link>http://ljm26.blogspot.com/2006/02/shifted.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2006 14:23:00 +0530</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15285299.post-114051279701800112</guid><description>The only thing constant in life is change. And as with all things it was time for this blog to change. My blog is now at a new URL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The URL of the blog has changed from&lt;br /&gt;http://ljm26.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;http://lucio.wordpress..com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not redirected automatically please click here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lucio.wordpress.com"&gt;Life Goes On&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://rpc.technorati.com/rpc/ping&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total></item><item><title>Corruption</title><link>http://ljm26.blogspot.com/2006/02/corruption.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Mon, 20 Feb 2006 14:41:00 +0530</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15285299.post-114042668888204402</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I watched the movie Rang De Basanti yesterday. I must say it is a very good movie and the best thing about it is that integrated the whole theme of the freedom movement with what is happening today in our country. We may have driven away the Britishers from our country but today we are slaves to corruption. Corruption is a bigger threat  because it is so deeply rooted in our country’s system today that totally eliminating it will be a Herculean task. It is like a termite eating away into the well being and progress of our country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Another thing that keeps bothering me are the amount of taxes that are being levied on the common man everyday. Day in and day out talks and discussions keep happening on imposing more taxes and after all this also I do not see any improvement in the living conditions of the common man. The roads, hospitals, schools are in a bad shape, some people still dont get tow square meals a day. The only thing that is happening is that the ministers ‘ and babus’ pockets are overflowing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Where is our country headed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I would take this opportunity to salute all the brave men and women who risk their lives everyday to ensure that I can sleep and live in peace! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://rpc.technorati.com/rpc/ping&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>New place</title><link>http://ljm26.blogspot.com/2006/02/new-place.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Thu, 16 Feb 2006 10:10:00 +0530</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15285299.post-114006485388343926</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;On 1st Of February I moved into a new place. It has some of the things I was looking for. It is cheap, the locality is decent, and above all there is a T.V. for which along with cable charges I have to pay just 200 extra. I was quite happy when I moved in, but all my happiness went for a toss because early in the morning at around 5:45 am there is a call for prayers from the nearby mosque (just for anyone who does not know… It involves a holy man shouting out something over the loudspeaker loudly). I sleep at around 11:30 after watching T.V. and then just because of the shouting I wake up and then I somehow cannot fall asleep again. My situation is aggravated by the fact that the person in the adjacent room switches on the TV at 5:45 in the morning. I feel like going over there and breaking his TV into million pieces with his head!. I just cannot adjust to this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I begin the tedious process of searching for a new place AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://rpc.technorati.com/rpc/ping&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>Back from oblivion</title><link>http://ljm26.blogspot.com/2006/02/back-from-oblivion.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Mon, 13 Feb 2006 16:49:00 +0530</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15285299.post-113982961735473743</guid><description>I have not been blogging since I dont know when. It is just that the desire to blog disappeared somewhere. I had lots to say but did not feel like putting it down like I used to earlier.&lt;br /&gt;During the time I was not blooging a lot of changes have happened in my life. The first major one being that now I have a team of two guys reporting to me and the second being that I have moved out of the current home.&lt;br /&gt;I will write about each of the change separately so that I have some matter to write about during the time I am restarting my blogging. I must have probably lost a lot of readers during the time I have been off. I hope I get them back and so also I hope that I get more readers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://rpc.technorati.com/rpc/ping&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><title>Response to Akanksha's Tag</title><link>http://ljm26.blogspot.com/2006/01/response-to-akankshas-tag.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Thu, 12 Jan 2006 09:34:00 +0530</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15285299.post-113703939919359046</guid><description>FOUR JOBS YOU'VE HAD IN YOUR LIFE:&lt;br /&gt;1) Software Engineer&lt;br /&gt;2) --&lt;br /&gt;3) --&lt;br /&gt;4) ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not as old as it may appear. This is my first and only job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR MOVIES YOU WOULD WATCH OVER AND OVER:&lt;br /&gt;1) Matrix(Any part...even though I have not seen the third part)&lt;br /&gt;2) Terminator(1 and 2 not 3)&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR PLACES YOU HAVE LIVED:&lt;br /&gt;1) Goa&lt;br /&gt;2) Bangalore&lt;br /&gt;3) Mumbai&lt;br /&gt;4) ----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR TV SHOWS YOU LOVE TO WATCH:&lt;br /&gt;1) CSI&lt;br /&gt;2) Becker&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been so long since I last watched TV that I cannot remember the names any more...but thats about to change soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR PLACES YOU HAVE BEEN ON VACATION:&lt;br /&gt;1) Bangalore(Before I started working)&lt;br /&gt;2) My cousin's place in Goa.&lt;br /&gt;3) --&lt;br /&gt;4) --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR OF YOUR FAVORITE FOODS:&lt;br /&gt;1) Mixed Grill Sizzler( Available at JukeBox in Koramangala)&lt;br /&gt;2) Fried Fish.&lt;br /&gt;3) Grilled Pork Chops ( Available at JukeBox in Koramangala)&lt;br /&gt;4) Pork Sorpotel( Prepared only by my mom or any of her sisters)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR PLACES YOU WOULD RATHER BE RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1) On a bike riding like there is no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;2) On a beach with lots of babes&lt;br /&gt;3) Portugal.&lt;br /&gt;4) High up on a mountain(preferably in Goa or Switzerland)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot think of anyone to tag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://rpc.technorati.com/rpc/ping&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><title>First post of the year</title><link>http://ljm26.blogspot.com/2006/01/first-post-of-year.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Wed, 4 Jan 2006 12:09:00 +0530</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15285299.post-113635677931541309</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Its been a long time since I wrote my last post. The causes for this being overwork and a serious lack of creativity (‘I am getting too old for this shit’ –Mel Gibson in Lethal Weapon 4 I think). As far as new years eve is concerned I did nothing like every boring person on this planet. I was awake though and went to sleep at around 1. One of the reasons being that I am alone in my apartment now that my friend has got a Govt. Job (read Dream Job for me and for him) in Goa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;So now begins the task of finding new accommodation coz I seriously cannot afford to pay the rent single handedly. I hope I get a moderate independent room or something coz I am very finicky about sharing my living space. I am one of those persons who has a huge body bubble.I shall start the hunt today by purchasing a copy of Freeads or Admag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;On the job front despite my best efforts I have been unable to get a new job. Hope new year changes that. Now another thing that bothers me in this office are the really really tiny cubicles that have been made to accommodate a staff that does not exist (thanks to the over exploitation).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://rpc.technorati.com/rpc/ping&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></item><item><title>Thoughts about Love</title><link>http://ljm26.blogspot.com/2005/12/thoughts-about-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Tue, 20 Dec 2005 10:15:00 +0530</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15285299.post-113505391233370128</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Call me old fashioned but I believe in true love. I do not believe in the love that lasts only while the going is good. Everyone can say the words ‘I Love You’ but how many of us really mean it when we say it. I have heard many a stories of true love and I really admire those people about whom I have heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nowadays the new mantra that seems to be going on is that the love is there as long as the going is very good but the moment the going gets tough all the love in the heart goes down the drain. I do not know whether this is right or wrong may be nowadays the priorities are different but I ask one question what happens when you r old and weak and all the jobs that u have held or all the laurels u have achieved cannot take care of yourself and what if in your lifetime u had found that one person who would be there with u through the ups and downs and sicknesses in life? But then again there are no guarantees in life that you will find the person or thing that you are looking for! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://rpc.technorati.com/rpc/ping&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><title>Holiday rush</title><link>http://ljm26.blogspot.com/2005/12/holiday-rush.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Tue, 13 Dec 2005 16:49:00 +0530</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15285299.post-113447278749656480</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tomorrow I have a task ahead of me which is more like a rat race for prized tickets on a Volvo bus to Goa. The funny policy of the KSRTC is that they do not accept advance bookings more than 9 days in advance. I donno what is the logic behind this but then I did not bother to find out also. It is probably some fool sitting over there who thought that booking more than 9 days in advance would hinder his lazy activities. Anyways tomorrow is the D day when I have to beat all the other people who wanna go on a Christmas holiday to Goa and get tickets. I hope I am successful in my adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Update: I did not get the tickets. Apparently they were sold out even before I could get to the dealer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://rpc.technorati.com/rpc/ping&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>Sick Leave</title><link>http://ljm26.blogspot.com/2005/12/sick-leave.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Tue, 13 Dec 2005 14:18:00 +0530</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15285299.post-113446373614223623</guid><description>&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Yesterday for the first time since in my work life I took a sick leave. Part of the reason for this is that till September I could not take any leave (that was a part of being a trainee). In the morning I called the new Project Leader( I have been transferred to a new project as of yesterday) and told her that I was ill and that I would not be coming to work. I thought of having the whole day to myself free from the stress of office…lo and behold the project manager of the project I was leaving calls me to try and come atleast for an hour to office. I declined.It is my day off and first one at that…i wasn’t going to let him ruin it although it partly ruined it coz then I was thinking what major emergency had come that they had to call me when I said I was sick. Anyways I did not go… I stuck to my guns that I was sick and could not come. These guys wanted me to come on Saturday and Sunday to work also. I have given up hopes of my situation in this company ever improving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://rpc.technorati.com/rpc/ping&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Curse of overwork!</title><link>http://ljm26.blogspot.com/2005/12/curse-of-overwork.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Wed, 7 Dec 2005 10:20:00 +0530</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15285299.post-113393102845080238</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think the curse of overworking and working on weekends follows me around. With effect from Monday I have been shifted to a new team which till now were doing things at a proper pace and coming to office and going from office in time and not working on weekends ever. Today I get the news that quite a complicated task has to be completed by Friday and otherwise we have to come on Saturday. This means that either we overwork these days and finish it off or come on Saturday and maybe even Sunday to finish the work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;I really donno what to think or say about this except that I am very disappointed with my luck. But the show must go on. Life Goes On no matter what. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://rpc.technorati.com/rpc/ping&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>Beggars can't be choosers.</title><link>http://ljm26.blogspot.com/2005/12/beggars-cant-be-choosers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Tue, 6 Dec 2005 11:47:00 +0530</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15285299.post-113384984911176487</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Three weeks back I answered a test for a company. I cleared the first round and answered the next round the results of which they said will be mailed to us on Monday the current day being Saturday. This was three weeks back. From Monday I have been calling them regularly only to hear that 'By Tomorrow' you will know the result. Last week I stopped calling them regularly and I called them up only once. Then today as a last ditch attempt I called em up again and the guy told me some stuff about vacancies and said that the Project Manager has to give his approval for the posts to be filled and said that this will be done by the end of the week after which I will be informed about the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt; I cannot do anything about this since I really really want that job so that is why I will keep my hopes high and call em up on Friday. I hope it is worth the trouble I have taken. Otherwise it was for the best that I did not get the job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://rpc.technorati.com/rpc/ping&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><title>Euphor(b)ia</title><link>http://ljm26.blogspot.com/2005/12/euphorbia.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Mon, 5 Dec 2005 09:45:00 +0530</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15285299.post-113375613024723806</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;I made the biggest mistake of my life when last week I bought tickets to the Euphoria show yesterday organized by IFIM(Institute of Finance and International Management… whatever International management is supposed to mean). The show was supposed to be gin at 5:30, so I was there at 3:45 and very happy to be early coz I had the seats that I wanted… all was well till a usher comes and tells me that we will have to remain outside till the soundchecks are done. I have been to a lot of live shows and rock shows of many a better bands and never has such a stupid excuse been given to drive people out of the venue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;This was not the end of the story as then people were asked to stand right outside the grounds. At around 6:00 we were told we can enter the ground but not the venue since the sound check was still going on. Then there we were standing like fools till 7:30 when they finally let us in and the show finally took off at 8:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;My thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;What sort of a management school is this when they cannot even decently manage a show by some not so big band and where the crowd was so little that the organizers were more than the crowd?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;What sort of a sissy band wants to do the sound check by keeping the audience out. If they have such performance issues(pun intended), they should see a shrink or try out something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then to top up matters, the band had no material of their own and decided to murder  songs like ‘With or Without you’ by U2 etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;By and large the worst show I have ever attended in my life… I mean I have attended free shows that were better organized than this gimmick put up by IFIM and the event management group who call themselves Cosmic Meltdown Crew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://rpc.technorati.com/rpc/ping&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><title>Today</title><link>http://ljm26.blogspot.com/2005/12/today.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Fri, 2 Dec 2005 17:27:00 +0530</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15285299.post-113352467077789310</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today has been a very hectic day. Just now I have finished solving the issues that were assigned to me. I have been working non stop since morning to stop thinking about all the things that are going wrong in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have decided not to think about all the things that go wrong instead to try and focus on what has to be done to keep going despite the odds. I think it is time to take the odds head on rather than running away from them. This way either I will persist or I won’t… I really don’t care. I am just going to go on without stopping to think why things happen the way they do. It is troublesome when you cannot find the answer to your questions. So my solution to this situation is to stop asking questions that are never going to get answered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://rpc.technorati.com/rpc/ping&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><title>Yesterday</title><link>http://ljm26.blogspot.com/2005/11/yesterday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Wed, 30 Nov 2005 12:32:00 +0530</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15285299.post-113333415773997196</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday was one of those days when I woke up in the morning totally sane and went to office and did my work. When I was coming back from office I got into one of those moods where I feel like hitting or throwing out (read launching high into the air) things and people that annoy me. The reasons yesterday for me to get annoyed were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was in a hurry and I see a herd of people (all women) standing and gossiping and not letting me go when that was the only way for me to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;I got past these women and I heaved a sigh of relief only to be obstructed by some drunk who was dawdling away to glory on the narrow lane. He was so dirty that I did not feel like shoving him into the nearest drain or something so there I got held up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then finally I boarded a bus. Normally the bus is just leaving as I enter but this driver just stayed there for another 5 minutes for apparently no reason whatsoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;And the icing over the cake was when there was a huge traffic jam and a distance of 20 mins normally took me almost an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess it was just one of those days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://rpc.technorati.com/rpc/ping&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>Men's Rules</title><link>http://ljm26.blogspot.com/2005/11/mens-rules.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Tue, 29 Nov 2005 12:02:00 +0530</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15285299.post-113324597682975779</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here is a nice site I found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://funny2.com/mensrules.htm"&gt;http://funny2.com/mensrules.htm&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some excerpts from the link. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes we are not thinking about you. Live with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ask for what you want. Subtle hints do not work! Strong hints do not work! Obvious hints do not work! Just say it! (This is my personal favorite)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;We don't remember dates. . . .Period!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Most guys own three pairs of shoes - tops. What makes you think we'd be any good at choosing which pair, out of thirty, would look good with your dress?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you think you're fat, you probably are. Don't ask us. We've been tricked before!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;You can either ask us to do something or tell us how you want it done. Not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;Christopher Columbus did not need directions, and neither do we.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;he relationship is never going to be like it was the first two months we were going out. Get over it. And quit whining to your girlfriends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings. Peach, for example, is a fruit, not a color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;We are not mind readers and we never will be. Our lack of mind-reading ability is not proof of how little we care about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," we will act like nothing's wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://rpc.technorati.com/rpc/ping&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>Conflict of interests</title><link>http://ljm26.blogspot.com/2005/11/conflict-of-interests.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Fri, 25 Nov 2005 09:43:00 +0530</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15285299.post-113289208016418470</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I have had this particular misfortune of being misunderstood for the good actions that I do towards others. Its only the good actions that are misunderstood. The bad actions are always taken for what they are meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result of this all I get many a times for everything good that I try to do is are kicks. Every time such a thing happens I vow to my self that I will only look after my own interests and then somewhere down the line I forget my own rule and get doing something that I should not be doing and then the cycle repeats all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree that many a times the motive or purpose of my actions may not be clear but at the same time there are times wherein the purpose and intent of it are very clear but alas the same story. I really donno where I am going wrong or what I am doing wrong for this thing to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This phenomenon if I may say so has led to many a relationships being soured, friendships broken etc etc, part of this is because of the fact that I am a very unforgiving being by nature and even if I forgive I just cannot forget what happened try as I may.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes another empty rule ‘I will from now on look after my own interests’. Lets see how long this one lasts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://rpc.technorati.com/rpc/ping&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>The War</title><link>http://ljm26.blogspot.com/2005/11/war.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Wed, 23 Nov 2005 11:43:00 +0530</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15285299.post-113272642924816816</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Excerpts of a dialogue between my Project Manager (R) , Project Leader(J) and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Whatever I remember )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time 6:50 pm. Date 22nd&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Nov 2005. Venue: Near my cubicle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lucio to J: J I have completed all the tasks assigned to me for the day including one that was to be done later.I am leaving(we address everybody on a first name basis).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;J to R: R who will going to take up the issues(In her classical English).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R to J: Assign the issues to someone because I want you to look at some other problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;J to R: Ok I will assign them now then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R to Lucio: Lucio solve these issues, they are few and are trivial(even then they take time is what I thought to myself)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lucio to R: Ok assign them to me and I will come and solve them tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R to Lucio: I want u to solve them now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lucio to R: The only reason I finished the work assigned to me at 6 o’clock even thought it was major was because I wanted to leave on time. I really cannot look at it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R to Lucio: What if I want to assign more issues to you tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lucio to R: As soon as I finish these I will look at the new ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R to Lucio: No I want you to look at them now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lucio to R: Now is not possible because I have to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R to Lucio: What is the problem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lucio to R: I am really tired and I want to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R to Lucio: See it is not everyday that we ask you to sit late… jus 3 more days u will have to sit late and do it.(ya ya&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;to that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lucio to R: It is really not possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R to Lucio: Doesn’t J sit late everyday, doesn’t B sit late everyday(they do so coz they not complete the work assigned to them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lucio to R: Silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R to Lucio: See do it and leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lucio to R: No it will not be possible for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R to Lucio: I am sure if u can finish the work assigned at 6 in 45 mins this will hardly take you any time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lucio to R: I am not sure of that and in any case I cannot do it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R to Lucio: ( Almost scowling now) we will talk to you about this later then. Ok then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I leave at this point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://rpc.technorati.com/rpc/ping&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>Connection problems</title><link>http://ljm26.blogspot.com/2005/11/connection-problems.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Mon, 21 Nov 2005 18:33:00 +0530</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15285299.post-113257823040147981</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am sick and tired of the service given by Airtel and the various shops that sell Airtel connections. About a week back I purchased a prepaid card from a shop which by the looks of it looked like an authorized Airtel franchisee. I submitted all the documents that they told me to submit. Then all of a sudden last week Airtel sends a message saying that the documents have not reached them and that they will disconnect the connection. When I called up the help line the idiot across the line said that maybe the documents are rejected maybe they haven’t reached and that is why the message came. Now this was plain irritating coz he could not give me a concrete answer as to what was wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then I went to the shop to ask them what was the problem and to sort it out… that was another huge mess coz apparently the person who processed the documents ‘forgot’ to tell me that a proof of my local residence was required and that I had to fill the form up again and submit all the documents again… Now this really cracked me up coz I did not have the time to run up and down trying to get the documents and photograph again. I told them my situation in a very measured tone and then I got some things done but not before submitting copies of my license and office ID card. They told me that the connection would be released today afternoon. Today it has not been done till now and when I tried to call up the shop nobody is picking up… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A real sorry state of affairs. I did not expect this from Airtel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://rpc.technorati.com/rpc/ping&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>Decisions</title><link>http://ljm26.blogspot.com/2005/11/decisions.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Fri, 18 Nov 2005 09:22:00 +0530</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15285299.post-113228634987635212</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Whenever I make a big decision whether it is to buy something or to do something, the hardest part for me to do is to tell my close friends about and family about it. I do not know why, may be it is due to the fear that they may something against it. So more often then not I end up acting on my decision and then telling others about it. This is harmful I know because many a times the actions cannot be undone if the decision was wrong. I just cannot seem to get this into my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://rpc.technorati.com/rpc/ping&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><title>Office news</title><link>http://ljm26.blogspot.com/2005/11/office-news.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Wed, 16 Nov 2005 09:24:00 +0530</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15285299.post-113211390007408109</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;There have been many new developments in office these days. First of all many of the top guys are either leaving the company or thinking about leaving the company for better companies. There was a recent move to transfer many of the people, me included, to Bombay. Then there is another rumour that all the offshore projects are going to be moved to Bombay because of a lack of management at this centre since there is no centre head to take care of matters.The entire centre over here is in a massive disarray due to people leaving their jobs etc but yet nothing is being done to prevent the high rate of attrition. I don't think anything will be done also since the top level management knows that as long as there are bonded labourers in the form of trainees(my former position) that there is going to be someone to overburden and get the required work done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;As far as my project is concerned today is the internal coding completion deadline and by Monday the internal testing team is going to test the entire application so the work is just going to increase. I do not know how long I can withstand this type of a pressure.Another good thing is that the person who has been 'bunking' work under the pretext of being ill and attending her MBA entrance examination classes has been reported to the Project Manager but I do not know how far that is going to have an impact on anything because she is in very good books with the management and generally has a way of talking that melts people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that I get another job soon and can say GoodBye to this miserable place!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://rpc.technorati.com/rpc/ping&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>Another Untitled Post</title><link>http://ljm26.blogspot.com/2005/11/another-untitled-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Tue, 15 Nov 2005 09:08:00 +0530</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15285299.post-113202721375664671</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The blogger's block this time has been the worst ever. I just could not think of anything to write about and even if I thought of something then I just could not put it down. I wonder if anybody else has ever experienced this type of thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Anyways, the work life sucks as usual... even more now. I went for an interview on Sunday, it was good but since my experience did not match their exact requirements they said the dreaded words 'we'll get back to you'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ever since the salary cut thing about which I wrote in my previous post I try not to work late in office. We were called to work for the weekend, I came on Saturday for about 2 and a half hours and left and did not come on Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So now I have to begin work and I hope to able to write regularly from now on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://rpc.technorati.com/rpc/ping&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></item><item><title>My 'SICK' company!</title><link>http://ljm26.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-sick-company.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Sat, 5 Nov 2005 15:37:00 +0530</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15285299.post-113118526419510123</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am in major trouble in office for not coming one day because I was sick. My only mistake was that I told a colleague of mine to inform the project leader about my absence. So now as a result they are going to cut my salary for one day and for the one hour that I came late one day. This is just because of the fact that the Project Leader does not like me because I speak my mind. This project leader is the same person who cannot speak a sentence of proper and articulate English about whom I had written a previous post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In my team there is this other woman who is on leave claiming that she has been operated near the tail bone and claims that she cannot sit or stand. Now I happen to know for a fact that she travels 30 kms everyday to attend MBA coaching classes. I doubt her salary is going to be cut coz she is ‘Miss. Goody2Shoes’ and is in good books with everybody. This woman cannot deliver a single piece of quality code, I on the other hand finish my work well in time sometimes earlier than the deadline along with all the quality standards (they accept this fact about me but do not appreciate it) but that does not matter coz I am not sweet and do not take time to talk to everybody and being nice to everybody (I do not get paid to talk is what my belief was… I guess I am wrong).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to talk to these people why I do not get paid extra for working late or coming on weekends but get a pay cut if show up late for work? So far they have been avoiding me. I have my resignation in hand an am ready to give it if they do not reverse their decision of cutting my salary. I do not know what else to do because I am sick and tired of delivering quality work that does not hold any value to these bloody ******s. I am ready to take my chances in some other company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://rpc.technorati.com/rpc/ping&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>Back to blogging</title><link>http://ljm26.blogspot.com/2005/11/back-to-blogging.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Sat, 5 Nov 2005 10:35:00 +0530</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15285299.post-113116714968277753</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well for the past few days…umm make that many days I have been suffering from the most dreaded “Blogger’s Block”. I have not been able to pen down anything although there were plenty of things that happened. My professional life is at an all time low. My friend Akanksha’s valuables got stolen. I had a terrible stomach upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the good side I got a call from a consultant with a request for my resume. The recruitment is for a seriously major software company(the name is secret till everything gets finalized atleast till the interview/test level). I went home to Goa and came back refreshed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think this is where I should end this post. I will rant more about everything in a later post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://rpc.technorati.com/rpc/ping&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Introduction</title><link>http://ljm26.blogspot.com/2005/10/introduction.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Thu, 20 Oct 2005 18:12:00 +0530</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15285299.post-112981215738483173</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I do not think anyone has written a post to introduce someone to the blogging world…so I thought to that I will set a precedent by introducing a very good friend of  mine Akanksha who has recently started blogging and here is her blog &lt;a href="http://akanksha82.blogspot.com"&gt;Inside Out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://rpc.technorati.com/rpc/ping&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><title>My mind</title><link>http://ljm26.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-mind.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><pubDate>Wed, 19 Oct 2005 12:24:00 +0530</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15285299.post-112970489892370027</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am not feeling like myself for the past few days. My mind seems to be lost in some thoughts over which I have no control. I am easily distracted and whatever the distraction I don’t even follow up on the distraction. My situation is such that I am not even excited about going home. I have achieved a truly moronical state of existence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Earlier I used to smoke and it used to give me some sense of direction. Now that I have quit I really do not know what to do. The only thing driving me a few days back was my job search which for a moment seemed to be getting somewhere now that hope is also dwindling by the second. So at the end of the day I have nothing to look forward to and to top it all off I can see the impossible workloads coming my way soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My friend who was in Goa has come back but now that I was used to living alone all of a sudden he is huge obstruction… I cannot switch the lights on and off as I lke(coz he sleeps at weird times), I have to wait to use the sink etc etc. I really do not know what is the problem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://rpc.technorati.com/rpc/ping&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item></channel></rss>