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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;DkEHQXo7cSp7ImA9WhVUFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7786383</id><updated>2012-05-21T21:07:10.409+05:30</updated><category term="feeds" /><category term="Election List" /><category term="yahoo" /><category term="yahoo mail beta" /><category term="Seagate" /><category term="student 2007" /><category term="AOL" /><category term="tagged" /><category term="tech trivia" /><category term="golconda" /><category term="Voter List" /><category term="secret project" /><category term="delhi" /><category term="april fool joke" /><category term="keylogger" /><category term="rss" /><category term="spam" /><category term="keyboard" /><category term="delhi metro" /><category term="India" /><category term="tata sky" /><category term="screenshots" /><category term="DTC" /><category term="hyderabad" /><category term="New Delhi" /><category term="university applications" /><category term="reviews" /><category term="yahoo mail" /><category term="yahoo photos" /><category term="vacation" /><category term="Pidgin" /><category term="GAIM" /><category term="quiz" /><category term="Elections" /><category term="CAS" /><category term="adventure" /><category term="Dish TV" /><category term="hardware keylogger" /><category term="DTH" /><category term="flickr" /><category term="external hard disk" /><category term="plane" /><category term="set top box" /><category term="microsoft" /><category term="musings" /><category term="delhi university" /><category term="google" /><category term="casio" /><category term="calculator" /><category term="windows vista" /><title>Ankit's Blog</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tikna.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://tikna.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Tikna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName" /><feedburner:info uri="mylife-laterallyinvertedlikemyname" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="license" type="text/html" href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0/" /><logo>http://creativecommons.org/images/public/somerights20.gif</logo><feedburner:emailServiceId>MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><feedburner:browserFriendly>This is an XML content feed. It is intended to be viewed in a newsreader or syndicated to another site, subject to copyright and fair use.</feedburner:browserFriendly><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0IGQ3k4eyp7ImA9WhdWFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7786383.post-3120143209578612925</id><published>2011-09-08T20:55:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-08T20:55:22.733+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-08T20:55:22.733+05:30</app:edited><title>Dear Salman Khurshid, we are smarter than you think</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Just saw a Devil’s advocate program in which Salman Khurshid tells Karan that his viewers wont understand the word ‘euphemism’. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Small Note to him : We are smarter than you think ! (As you might discover during the next polls)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7786383-3120143209578612925?l=tikna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~4/P8bGNHxoipQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tikna.blogspot.com/feeds/3120143209578612925/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7786383&amp;postID=3120143209578612925" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/3120143209578612925?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/3120143209578612925?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~3/P8bGNHxoipQ/dear-salman-khurshid-we-are-smarter.html" title="Dear Salman Khurshid, we are smarter than you think" /><author><name>Tikna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tikna.blogspot.com/2011/09/dear-salman-khurshid-we-are-smarter.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YHSX8_fip7ImA9WhdQFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7786383.post-1575254084232334515</id><published>2011-08-16T01:42:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-16T01:42:18.146+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-16T01:42:18.146+05:30</app:edited><title>Now we cant even protest in peace !</title><content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Really mesmerized by the government’s latest move imposing restrictions on the protest by Anna Hazare, whats particularly interesting is that there was no such condition on the earlier fasts. Totally furious with our government ! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;And we have party morons on talkshows telling us to reject the bill because its not going to work anyway !!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7786383-1575254084232334515?l=tikna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~4/qo4nvmXzMsc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tikna.blogspot.com/feeds/1575254084232334515/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7786383&amp;postID=1575254084232334515" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/1575254084232334515?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/1575254084232334515?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~3/qo4nvmXzMsc/now-we-cant-even-protest-in-peace.html" title="Now we cant even protest in peace !" /><author><name>Tikna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tikna.blogspot.com/2011/08/now-we-cant-even-protest-in-peace.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4NQHc6fyp7ImA9WhdRFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7786383.post-9173775714646458463</id><published>2011-08-06T22:13:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-06T22:13:11.917+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-06T22:13:11.917+05:30</app:edited><title>Indian Govt’s Lokpal Bill a bad joke !</title><content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;If you have been feeling that the Indian Govt. is shortchanging citizens with its Lokpal Bill, then you probably are right, have a look at these thought provoking talks by Arvind Kejriwal. Opened my eyes ! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Kapil Sibal’s and Digvijay Singh’s comments are aired by all news channels, lets see how many show this!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;iframe height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2CHcKlIsvAQ?rel=0" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen="allowfullscreen"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;iframe height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mPIW_NPaRt0?rel=0" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen="allowfullscreen"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;iframe height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/54zUeKJYhd4?rel=0" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen="allowfullscreen"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;iframe height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_6_vdFD_HUM?rel=0" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen="allowfullscreen"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7786383-9173775714646458463?l=tikna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~4/-j-9ArNV5Mg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tikna.blogspot.com/feeds/9173775714646458463/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7786383&amp;postID=9173775714646458463" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/9173775714646458463?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/9173775714646458463?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~3/-j-9ArNV5Mg/indian-govts-lokpal-bill-bad-joke.html" title="Indian Govt’s Lokpal Bill a bad joke !" /><author><name>Tikna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/2CHcKlIsvAQ/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tikna.blogspot.com/2011/08/indian-govts-lokpal-bill-bad-joke.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IASH09fyp7ImA9WhdREU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7786383.post-8567222216875330115</id><published>2011-07-31T14:09:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-31T14:09:09.367+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-31T14:09:09.367+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="India" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="google" /><title>Google Goggles Ad :)</title><content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Just found this while spring cleaning my computer, had made this in my sophomore (or was it 3rd) year of college for an inter-college competition. As you might have guessed, we had to design an advertisement for fictional Google goggles. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I didn’t win, apparently the ad wasn’t MBA-ish enough. But still thought it was worth sharing. Click for a better view.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-8Q4Nbbm7wPI/TjUUqW8fYeI/AAAAAAAABdk/AIJv4W3y46k/s1600-h/Google%252520Goggle%252520Ad%25255B13%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Google Goggle Ad" border="0" alt="Google Goggle Ad" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-hRxmIFEgp9U/TjUUrMKEJVI/AAAAAAAABdo/1id78fIg64U/Google%252520Goggle%252520Ad_thumb%25255B8%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="504" height="671" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Disclaimer : The ad was made while I was in college and has nothing to do with my organization's views and is completely a work of fiction.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7786383-8567222216875330115?l=tikna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~4/ojqLA24_LkI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tikna.blogspot.com/feeds/8567222216875330115/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7786383&amp;postID=8567222216875330115" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/8567222216875330115?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/8567222216875330115?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~3/ojqLA24_LkI/google-goggles-ad.html" title="Google Goggles Ad :)" /><author><name>Tikna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-hRxmIFEgp9U/TjUUrMKEJVI/AAAAAAAABdo/1id78fIg64U/s72-c/Google%252520Goggle%252520Ad_thumb%25255B8%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tikna.blogspot.com/2011/07/google-goggles-ad.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkIMQXo6eyp7ImA9WhZQEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7786383.post-3265955783812351752</id><published>2011-04-19T03:39:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-19T03:39:40.413+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-19T03:39:40.413+05:30</app:edited><title>Karan Thapar's interview of Digvijay Singh</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I am tempted to write this blogpost regarding the recent Devil's Advocate episode in which Karan Thapar &lt;strike&gt;grills&lt;/strike&gt; assists Digvijay Singh with the ultimate aim to create doubts about the great civil campaign meant to fight corruption.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Throughout the first segment of the show both Karan and&amp;#160; Digvijay indulge in what I would like to call borderline slander against Anna Hazare and the other civil Lokpal members. The interview seemed very biased to me and this is the first time I am thinking that the guest must have called out a favour from Karan Thapar and got this interview &lt;strike&gt;made&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;#160; staged.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In any case, most intelligent viewers of Devil's Advocate are quite discerning and would be easily able to spot the deliberate points raised by Karan and the irrelevant comments by Digvijay which on the surface seem innocent and complimentary but on a subliminal level work to discredit Anna Hazare.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am really disappointed by Karan Thapar this week.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7786383-3265955783812351752?l=tikna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~4/k0wmJHiJVsw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tikna.blogspot.com/feeds/3265955783812351752/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7786383&amp;postID=3265955783812351752" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/3265955783812351752?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/3265955783812351752?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~3/k0wmJHiJVsw/karan-thapar-interview-of-digvijay.html" title="Karan Thapar&amp;#39;s interview of Digvijay Singh" /><author><name>Tikna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tikna.blogspot.com/2011/04/karan-thapar-interview-of-digvijay.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0MBQX0_eip7ImA9WhZREk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7786383.post-1755643322732312542</id><published>2011-04-08T10:40:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-08T10:40:50.342+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-08T10:40:50.342+05:30</app:edited><title>Let us support Anna Hazare</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:9f28d3c2-4180-46fa-9bca-a3e4f4b89fd9" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/yxksAURdwTI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/yxksAURdwTI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I come back from my blogging hiatus to support the great crusader of the rights of Indian citizens, Mr. Anna Hazare. He is the person who was single handedly responsible for bringing about the right to information act. The RTI act is one of the most powerful pieces of legislation which empower citizens of India to keep a check on the Govt. and its often times corrupt activities.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;So when Anna Hazare starts a fast unto death, it’s a very important event for this country. Mr. Hazare is now fighting for an equally important piece of legislation which is the Lokpal Bill. Unfortunately the Govt. is keen to protect its corrupt by drafting a much weaker version of the bill and by having suspect ministers as part of the committee which is empowered to take a decision on this Bill.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Although we all used to think that a Govt. led by Dr. Manmohan Singh and others like P.Chidambram and Pranab Mukherjee would be superb for the nation, sadly scam after scam has seriously altered that thinking. The Govt. should re-evaluate its priorities and its commitment to legal reform and not just social and economic reform.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Let us all come together and support Anna Hazare ! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7786383-1755643322732312542?l=tikna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~4/OejCBQ2BHHw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tikna.blogspot.com/feeds/1755643322732312542/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7786383&amp;postID=1755643322732312542" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/1755643322732312542?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/1755643322732312542?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~3/OejCBQ2BHHw/let-us-support-anna-hazare.html" title="Let us support Anna Hazare" /><author><name>Tikna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tikna.blogspot.com/2011/04/let-us-support-anna-hazare.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4FRHo5fyp7ImA9Wx9TGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7786383.post-1554016631449098291</id><published>2010-11-28T22:50:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-28T22:51:55.427+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-28T22:51:55.427+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="India" /><title>Bachelorhood Experiences : Food Cravings !</title><content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Its one of those things about bachelorhood, every once in a while you crave a certain type of food that wont be available in the God-forsaken place you live in and you have to make it yourself. Sometimes its complicated (like the lotus stem dish my mom used to make) but sometimes its as innocuous as lime soda. So here it is my friends, my lime soda craving.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;It all started after a visit to the Little Italy restaurant in Banjara Hills on a team outing , the sweet lime water there was so nice that it reminded me of the days mom used to pack a bottle for me for school and later on for college. Since fresh lime is something one can easily make at home, I decided to bring pseudo-home the ingredients :&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;1. Lemons – Rs.39.9/kg from Reliance Fresh&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="ABCD0001" border="0" alt="ABCD0001" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gP-lnVDlsKE/TPKPI7BqbaI/AAAAAAAABMo/nzTyzskrDDQ/ABCD0001%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;2. Pudhina (Mint Leaves) – Rs.40 something/kg from Reliance Fresh , pretty cheap the huge bundle I got cost me just Rs. 1.79&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="ABCD0005" border="0" alt="ABCD0005" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gP-lnVDlsKE/TPKPLYaBGoI/AAAAAAAABMs/s5fhxqVDSzE/ABCD0005%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;3. Soda (can be replaced with water) Rs. 12/600ml – Had to tell my roommates this is for lime soda and not other drinks &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gP-lnVDlsKE/TPKPMJ9cJkI/AAAAAAAABMM/QqZnWiCOSNI/wlEmoticon-smile%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="ABCD0002" border="0" alt="ABCD0002" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gP-lnVDlsKE/TPKPOtOSoNI/AAAAAAAABMw/xsvoHgBI8QE/ABCD0002%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="107" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;4. Salt – Made a mistake here, should have bought rock salt, but bought normal sea salt. Will get rock salt next time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;5. Sugar – To Taste , You may skip the sugar or add sucralose if you are health conscious. If you are health conscious and stupid, put in some aspartame and kill your kidneys.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Method of preparation – Separate the mint leaves from the stem and thoroughly clean them in running water. Put them out in a plate and let them dry.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Cut the lemon into 2 and squeeze out the juice in a glass, add sugar and salt to taste. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Twist the mint leaves with your hands and add them to the concoction. At this point you should have something like what's shown below :&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="ABCD0008" border="0" alt="ABCD0008" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gP-lnVDlsKE/TPKPQrj2IiI/AAAAAAAABM4/XyGOsGJri9M/ABCD0008%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="166" height="128" /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="ABCD0009" border="0" alt="ABCD0009" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gP-lnVDlsKE/TPKPSogwnzI/AAAAAAAABNI/zBN0e6uYKIg/ABCD0009%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="157" height="128" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now just add some soda and you will have fresh lime soda. Easy wasn’t it, now if you are a bachelor, see the mess you have created, enjoy the drink and then start cleaning it up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I was in such a hurry to drink up the lime soda, I forgot to take its photo &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smilewithtongueout" alt="Smile with tongue out" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gP-lnVDlsKE/TPKPsSeQC2I/AAAAAAAABNM/1BOWJMSnRbY/wlEmoticon-smilewithtongueout%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" /&gt; , btw, this tongue out smiley is weird ! Feedback for the live writer team.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7786383-1554016631449098291?l=tikna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~4/AKXsHP2KHiQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tikna.blogspot.com/feeds/1554016631449098291/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7786383&amp;postID=1554016631449098291" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/1554016631449098291?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/1554016631449098291?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~3/AKXsHP2KHiQ/bachelorhood-experiences-food-cravings.html" title="Bachelorhood Experiences : Food Cravings !" /><author><name>Tikna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gP-lnVDlsKE/TPKPI7BqbaI/AAAAAAAABMo/nzTyzskrDDQ/s72-c/ABCD0001%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tikna.blogspot.com/2010/11/bachelorhood-experiences-food-cravings.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkAAQnsyeSp7ImA9WxFTEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7786383.post-6000372124115440486</id><published>2010-04-02T15:01:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-02T15:02:23.591+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-02T15:02:23.591+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="India" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="delhi" /><title>Why we need a Whistleblower Law in India</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="image" border="0" alt="image" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gP-lnVDlsKE/S7W5iFGbsgI/AAAAAAAABFI/hYzjL0rdqcI/image%5B4%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="244" height="176" /&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ok so I am back to writing serious posts. There is an issue which has been bugging me for quite some time, last few years actually. Its the lack of transparency in government offices in India. Ever since a student steps out of school, he realises that the big bad world is not such a nice place to live in. Officials are blatantly corrupt and care little about threats to senior authorities etc. The situation in Delhi is much better than other parts of the country, but still we have a long way to go with certain departments like the MCD and the Police department wherein rampant corruption and utter disregard for citizens is unfortunately an accepted evil.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I will first issue the bouquets, I have had recent interactions with the Passport office at Bhikaji Cama Place and the Transport office at IP Estate. At both these places I was pleasantly surprised by the zero corruption or harassment. I used to hear of horror stories on how I would be harassed and money would be asked for at each step. This is totally untrue for these two offices as long as all your documents are complete. If they are not, it is possible that you may be subject to harassment.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now coming to the brickbats, its no secret that in India everyone from the lowest level class 4 employee to the IAS officers sitting in their comfy AC offices are corrupt to the core. Not everyone is corrupt mind you, but many are. Has anyone tried to reason out why they turn to corruption ? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loose morals&lt;/strong&gt; – I can see it in a lot of students and people around me, these are the people who are really the termites/cancer eating out India from the inside. If people currently studying in college have no qualms in admitting that they think a Government job is for earning money under the table, it points out to bad upbringing or bad company, it is usually a combination of both. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Such people need proper counselling on the ill effects of corruption and how even taking bribes would negatively affect them and not only in the law enforcement scenario. That is why I am of a firm opinion that ethics should be a subject in school as well as college.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Embarrassment also works, I remember on a recent visit to a photocopy shop in CR Park, a few Govt. school boys were there getting notes photocopied in small sizes so that they could hide them. Upon seeing me looking at their operation intently, they did get embarrassed and started talking among themselves about how they were sick etc. and couldn’t attend classes. So its essential to instil the fear of social stigma inside the corrupt with loose morals.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Strong Morals but helpless – &lt;/strong&gt;This is the second category of people, those who have strong morals and are absolutely sure about the fact that corruption, bribery etc. should not be encouraged in any circumstances. They are the kind of people who will help India eradicate corruption. Unfortunately though, these people are a minority and even worse these people are usually scared of raising their voice as there is no Whistleblower law in India. They are scared of meeting the same fate as Satyendra Dubey and Shanmughan Manjunath. These two great souls gave their lives while trying to fight the corrupt.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;The reason why they were killed was because there was no protection given to them under any law for bringing out instances of corruption. Even more tragic is the fact that their examples might be scaring off more people than inspiring them. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Imagine a scenario where a young graduate enters a Government office with a zeal and vigour to do service to his country. What he sees at the office is instead corruption and harassment at every stage. He talks to his boss who warns him of dire consequences (death even) if he opens his mouth. What choice does he have ? He is forced to become a part of the corrupt system and pretty soon seeing all the money around him he himself treads the path which he had sworn never to follow.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now imagine a second scenario, wherein this new graduate is promised immunity and security in case he blows the whistle, a system wherein his credentials are kept totally anonymous and the action taken on his complaints is direct and visible to him. When the fear of victimisation is gone, people are going to come out and blow the whistle on a number of corrupt officials , ongoing scams , frauds and mismanagement. But this is all hypothetical till the Whistleblower Bill is introduced and passed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;The good news is that the current law minister Verappa Moily seems to have supported the bill at different stages. But the motivation and intent seems to be lacking from others including our prime minister Dr. Manmohan Singh and AICC chairman Sonia Gandhi. Instead of enacting populist bills, this bill needs to be prioritised in order to ensure that corruption is reduced in our public offices. The congress has recently made landmark legislations :&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;1. NREGA 2. Right to Education Bill 3. RTI Act&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Come on now, show us you care about the country and introduce the whistleblower law !&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7786383-6000372124115440486?l=tikna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~4/oR1CrE-P2so" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tikna.blogspot.com/feeds/6000372124115440486/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7786383&amp;postID=6000372124115440486" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/6000372124115440486?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/6000372124115440486?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~3/oR1CrE-P2so/why-we-need-whistleblower-law-in-india.html" title="Why we need a Whistleblower Law in India" /><author><name>Tikna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gP-lnVDlsKE/S7W5iFGbsgI/AAAAAAAABFI/hYzjL0rdqcI/s72-c/image%5B4%5D.png?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tikna.blogspot.com/2010/04/why-we-need-whistleblower-law-in-india.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMCSHgyeip7ImA9WxBUEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7786383.post-5521033998585678874</id><published>2010-02-26T00:47:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-26T23:51:09.692+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-26T23:51:09.692+05:30</app:edited><title>Bad experience on Delhi’s Roads</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I was coming home from college, was near Dwarka when I saw this Alto which had some contractor pvt. ltd. written behind it (typical business run cars in Delhi with disregard for any law), all glasses heavily tinted, driver window half open. The car was in the middle lane and I successfully overtook it on the right overtaking lane and also sounded a brief horn to let the car know. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I look towards the right side and see the Alto accelerate and also tilt towards me, to my horror I see the moron driving the car is chatting with the co-passenger and car is drifting towards me without him even paying attention to the road.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Pretty soon, his car hit my car. And that’s when he finally looked onto the road. Realising that a lapse in his concentration caused the accident, he decided to run like a little girl. He accelerated the car to full (I knew we have speed breakers and a super long red light ahead), so I followed slowly and finally I see him heading towards the red light with full speed. Thankfully all the lanes were blocked otherwise he would have skipped the light and probably got himself killed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;At the light, I was unable to control myself and asked him to step out and inspect the damage on my car which includes a moderate scar and multiple scratches from his bumper.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He knew it was his mistake and apologised, I told him that I know he was not looking onto the road and was talking to a co-passenger. He didnt deny and said “Main sorry keh raha hun” , he called the damage on my flawless paint till now ‘minor’. Anyway, I told him to drive carefully in the future as he is responsible for others’ safety also on the roads. Dont know if anything registered into his head or not.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was a little shaken by the incident, I mean even if you drive absolutely perfectly, there are people who might hit and consequently injure you and your vehicle. All this goes down to the super corrupt RTO and licensing department of Delhi state. The road tests are not even conducted for people who come through agents. I remember at my road test, an agent was talking about how approach can skip the road test. since I drive well, I decided to do the test and ofcourse cleared it. I had also cleared my learner’s license test in 1st go.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Just a small mention here, most of the people I know in college got their Driving License by illegal means, either bribing or approach or both. The sad part is that they are proud of it. Truly sad.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Here is hoping for saner drivers on Delhi’s roads.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7786383-5521033998585678874?l=tikna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~4/kXbhHCfkAMg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tikna.blogspot.com/feeds/5521033998585678874/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7786383&amp;postID=5521033998585678874" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/5521033998585678874?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/5521033998585678874?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~3/kXbhHCfkAMg/bad-experience-on-delhis-roads.html" title="Bad experience on Delhi’s Roads" /><author><name>Tikna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tikna.blogspot.com/2010/02/bad-experience-on-delhis-roads.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEIEQnozfyp7ImA9WxBVFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7786383.post-1792656598491438886</id><published>2010-02-19T12:00:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-19T13:31:43.487+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-19T13:31:43.487+05:30</app:edited><title>Updates to my Life</title><content type="html">Well, life is not busy anymore. Its the first time in 4 years I have had days where literally I had nothing to do ,nothing ! But as they say an empty mind is a devil's workshop, so a lot of thoughts have been coming to my head.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I get down to the dirty business, lets do the customary semester post, this is 8th semester and we have only 3 theory subjects + 1 big BTP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Theory subjects include :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Software Engineering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Networking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Expert Systems and Advanced AI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The classes arent on in full swing though, a sense on non-urgency is set upon everyone. Going to class it seems is optional, I have been trying hard to attend all classes but the attendance is barely 15/60 per class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, I gave a piece of my mind to some juniors who were throwing used paper/plastic  utensils at each other and littering the college. I was a little rude, but come to think of it , if educated people behave like this what can we expect from those who are not educated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also dear car (Jakiro) almost gave me a scare last week, it started to leak engine oil and that too at an alarming rate. Apparently it was due to a faulty timing seal fixed by Maruti Service Masters (supposed to be the best Maruti service center in Delhi (definitely the most expensive), but my experience was completely the opposite).  Avoid them at all costs, multiple complaints = no response from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving onto other things, college is ending soon but I don't have any feelings about it, more of indifference to everything. Unlike school, college is not really your second home. I mean college reminds me of the long bus rides I used to take, the tension filled days and not knowing the syllabus one day before the exam :P . Its not like I don't recognize what it has done for me, college has given me a lot of opportunities and a lot of success also. If I were in xyz college I would not have tasted this kind of success and of-course the fee here is minuscule and the Return on Investment is awesome. Both God and the college have been really kind to me. Also I did get to meet a &lt;i&gt;few &lt;/i&gt;good men/women in college. It would be interesting to see what effect the end of college has on them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7786383-1792656598491438886?l=tikna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~4/Nzi08uKZ3ZQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tikna.blogspot.com/feeds/1792656598491438886/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7786383&amp;postID=1792656598491438886" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/1792656598491438886?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/1792656598491438886?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~3/Nzi08uKZ3ZQ/updates-to-my-life.html" title="Updates to my Life" /><author><name>Tikna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tikna.blogspot.com/2010/02/updates-to-my-life.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8FRH45eip7ImA9WxBQEEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7786383.post-9047944320897051332</id><published>2010-01-10T00:50:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-10T00:50:15.022+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-10T00:50:15.022+05:30</app:edited><title>What happened to my Delhi Metro :(</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;The Delhi Metro used to be the pride of the city, but today it was quite frankly a very harrowing experience, the number of people have multiplied by 1000 while the trains arent being increased fast enough. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Whats the point in adding new lines and stations to the network everyday if you are not going to increase the trains. The queue at Rajiv Chowk to goto DU North Campus was so long that it almost spilled over to the Csec. side’s tracks&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Very bad experience.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7786383-9047944320897051332?l=tikna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~4/U0U8csaw62g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tikna.blogspot.com/feeds/9047944320897051332/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7786383&amp;postID=9047944320897051332" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/9047944320897051332?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/9047944320897051332?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~3/U0U8csaw62g/what-happened-to-my-delhi-metro.html" title="What happened to my Delhi Metro :(" /><author><name>Tikna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tikna.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-happened-to-my-delhi-metro.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYBQng9fyp7ImA9WxBRFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7786383.post-5966826797005938268</id><published>2010-01-03T19:12:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-03T19:12:33.667+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-03T19:12:33.667+05:30</app:edited><title>The world’s best Auto Driver</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Today was my XAT exam which I had filled before I had gotten placed well, coming back from XAT was going to be a pain as dad had told me he wont come to pick me up and I didn’t have the courage to take my own car due to parking constraints.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I walked from Army Public School to the Moti Bagh road and saw an Auto standing near the road on my side. I asked the slightly old man if he would goto my area and he agreed, we agreed on a price and I was off.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;At the Moti Bagh red light, he asked me if I had ever come on TV, I said no (not counting my 1-2 appearances in TV shows). Then I asked him if he had, and he had infact been on TV , apparently he is an artisian and also makes models. He infact makes models for Delhi Metro also. He told me how he knows almost every Architect in Delhi since they come to him for making their course projects. He also asked me stuff about engineering and was really eager to learn.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The ride was awesome, we talked about a lot of&amp;#160; other stuff too on the way, I can say he was probably the best auto driver I have ever been ferried by. I wish that I take his Auto in the future also. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lovely day it was !&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7786383-5966826797005938268?l=tikna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~4/H9xXXYsS-a8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tikna.blogspot.com/feeds/5966826797005938268/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7786383&amp;postID=5966826797005938268" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/5966826797005938268?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/5966826797005938268?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~3/H9xXXYsS-a8/worlds-best-auto-driver.html" title="The world’s best Auto Driver" /><author><name>Tikna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tikna.blogspot.com/2010/01/worlds-best-auto-driver.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUQBQnw6eip7ImA9WxNQGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7786383.post-4564766373877664635</id><published>2009-09-26T23:19:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-26T23:19:13.212+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-26T23:19:13.212+05:30</app:edited><title>Something smart here, this is, isn’t it ?</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;For those of you who have me added on Gtalk, you must have seen for 90% of the time my status is the title of this post. The rest 10% of the time , its either my office name or the latest in the series of flus I have (stomach or common, thankfully nothing related to pigs).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am often asked by friends what the above means, see it goes like this, Something smart here means that there should be a smart and witty status message in my Gtalk status. And come to think of it, it itself is something smart, isnt it :P , Deep I know :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, if I ever am able to publish the book which I pen down in my free time, I am sure I will some sort of permutation of the above title.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Moving on then. I am onto the phase in life where-in I am having long discussions with friends late into the night with old/recent friends. I guess the 4th year of college is a philosophical journey. You discover so many new things about yourself, about the people around you. Plus you got to prepare for the journey to the outside world. We seem to have our hands full and you add 4th year academics as well. Thankfully all our teachers were kind enough to set easy papers for the midsems :) (thank you teachers).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So here comes the semesterly post, the subjects I have this year are :&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1. Compiler Design&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. Digital circuits and systems – II&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3. Artificial Intelligence&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4. Finite Automata&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5. Advanced Microprocessors&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7786383-4564766373877664635?l=tikna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~4/k04rioEkDkM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tikna.blogspot.com/feeds/4564766373877664635/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7786383&amp;postID=4564766373877664635" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/4564766373877664635?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/4564766373877664635?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~3/k04rioEkDkM/something-smart-here-this-is-isnt-it.html" title="Something smart here, this is, isn’t it ?" /><author><name>Tikna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tikna.blogspot.com/2009/09/something-smart-here-this-is-isnt-it.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4EQ3ozeyp7ImA9WxNRFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7786383.post-7843979138025389307</id><published>2009-09-11T21:28:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-11T22:05:02.483+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-11T22:05:02.483+05:30</app:edited><title>Bad bad bad day today</title><content type="html">"Rain rain go away,&lt;br /&gt;Little Johnny wants to play"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rain rain go away,&lt;br /&gt;Little Ankit wants to drive to college and actually reach there"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was always going to be one of those days, I had reserved today as a study day for Artificial Intelligence. But things seldom go as planned. I had to make a trip to college today, I remember waking up at 9am and dad telling me to take the metro due to the rain, I said to myself, it isnt raining too hard, plus I will leave at 10:30 and will go after the office rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how things unfolded :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Leave home at 10:30 am, dropped mom off so that she could take an auto and was on my way on the Outer Ring Road. There isnt a lot of traffic today I said to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 10:45, Already near Vasant Vihar, cool, good progress and I pat myself on the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 10:55 , Hits the Vasant Vihar Crossing, huge pileup of cars there. This is by far the worst junction these days, the traffic cops just cant handle the traffic load due to the opening of the IIT Hostel flyover and subsequent road narrowing due to Rao Tula Ram Marg flyover construction. There is a traffic jam even at 8:30 am here when I goto college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 11:30 get out of the mess at Vasant Vihar , clear road ahead to Airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Reach the Airport roundabout, see lot of rush coming from Airport road, so decide to enter inside airport thinking I would go from Palam Airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Hit a traffic jam inside the Airport (Wow), bumper to bumper traffic, see my opportunity and exit from Dhaula Kuan side taking the roundabout again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Enter the road to Dwarka and its jammed, the cars are there almost till the roundabout(1.5 km to next signal), its 12:00pm, enough is enough, decide to go back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Traffic Jam again from Gurgaon side. The office rush is still there at 12:30 pm. Enter into bumper to bumper traffic again, trucks are also entering the city (illegally?), probably got delayed due to the rain, but they add to the chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Reach Munirka, where the roads are a warzone, pray that the suspension of my 14 year old car is able to take the strain and doesnt give in. The potholes are seriously huge and I wonder how many cars are damaged due to them eveyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 . 1:15 Back at home, wasted close to 3 hours and didnt even get my work done. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos I took while I was stuck in traffic on the way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gP-lnVDlsKE/Sqp144TjrLI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/ohjl6X5nnxI/s1600-h/IMG101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gP-lnVDlsKE/Sqp144TjrLI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/ohjl6X5nnxI/s400/IMG101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380242324895018162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gP-lnVDlsKE/Sqp14S7BISI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/1ZAFLfDmNZY/s1600-h/IMG100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gP-lnVDlsKE/Sqp14S7BISI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/1ZAFLfDmNZY/s400/IMG100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380242314859979042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gP-lnVDlsKE/Sqp13zhodEI/AAAAAAAAA_I/M7cVOECr0Fg/s1600-h/IMG099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gP-lnVDlsKE/Sqp13zhodEI/AAAAAAAAA_I/M7cVOECr0Fg/s400/IMG099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380242306432005186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gP-lnVDlsKE/Sqp13isFiqI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qLxgM8fTUSM/s1600-h/IMG098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gP-lnVDlsKE/Sqp13isFiqI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qLxgM8fTUSM/s400/IMG098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380242301912451746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7786383-7843979138025389307?l=tikna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~4/8VYmnxTTm5w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tikna.blogspot.com/feeds/7843979138025389307/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7786383&amp;postID=7843979138025389307" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/7843979138025389307?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/7843979138025389307?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~3/8VYmnxTTm5w/bad-bad-bad-day-today.html" title="Bad bad bad day today" /><author><name>Tikna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gP-lnVDlsKE/Sqp144TjrLI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/ohjl6X5nnxI/s72-c/IMG101.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tikna.blogspot.com/2009/09/bad-bad-bad-day-today.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04FRn47eip7ImA9WxNSGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7786383.post-8382213901970040451</id><published>2009-09-01T20:04:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-01T20:08:37.002+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-01T20:08:37.002+05:30</app:edited><title>CS Engineers of India</title><content type="html">Heard from a 4th year CS Engineer in a premier Indian engineering college about another 4th year CS engineer of India in a premier Indian engineering college:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy was doing systems programming, he assembled and linked the .asm file after copying the code from his neighbours. Then he asks :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;".exe file toh ban gayi, how do I run it" (translated : The .exe file is made, how do I run it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And imagine that he assembled and linked it via dos prompt going into the assembler's bin directory to use the assembler executables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No comments from my side :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7786383-8382213901970040451?l=tikna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~4/DKYpdQ9SgWc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tikna.blogspot.com/feeds/8382213901970040451/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7786383&amp;postID=8382213901970040451" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/8382213901970040451?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/8382213901970040451?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~3/DKYpdQ9SgWc/cs-engineers-of-india.html" title="CS Engineers of India" /><author><name>Tikna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tikna.blogspot.com/2009/09/cs-engineers-of-india.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMCQ344fCp7ImA9WxJUGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7786383.post-3297975183442862032</id><published>2009-07-18T16:57:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-18T17:31:02.034+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-18T17:31:02.034+05:30</app:edited><title>The Communicator Syndrome</title><content type="html">This is a self reflection post. Here in Office, everyone has the communicator syndrome. What that means is that you ping the person sitting in the Cube next to you instead of getting up and going to talk to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technology does make us so lazy. Infact I have even emailed people in the cube next to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will be spending the next 2 weeks alone in the Livemesh team without any other interns :( , all my friends completed their work this week and are going back to their respective colleges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other news, Today was the longest call I have ever made to Domino's pizza, the lady on the other end couldn't understand Hindi and spoke very broken English :(, probably said some stuff to me in Telegu (hope I didnt get abused in Telegu as that would be a first). Anyway, I wonder if my pizza will ever reach me :) , I spent a good sum of time explaining that my cellphone is from Delhi and she will need to call me via another cell phone or STD phone. Anyway, hope I don't have to sleep hungry today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7786383-3297975183442862032?l=tikna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~4/54R3b_bXaT0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tikna.blogspot.com/feeds/3297975183442862032/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7786383&amp;postID=3297975183442862032" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/3297975183442862032?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/3297975183442862032?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~3/54R3b_bXaT0/communicator-syndrome.html" title="The Communicator Syndrome" /><author><name>Tikna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tikna.blogspot.com/2009/07/communicator-syndrome.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYBR3kyeCp7ImA9WxJUEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7786383.post-4399116521094391556</id><published>2009-07-10T11:05:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-10T11:05:56.790+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-10T11:05:56.790+05:30</app:edited><title>Life Here at MSFT</title><content type="html">Hi, for those of you who dont know, I am an intern with Microsoft. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;So the disclaimer :&lt;br /&gt;All posts here are my personal opinions only, nothing here can be taken to be the views/opinions of my organization in any circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that that is out of the way, lets talk about life here :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time I am staying away from home, so this is indeed a new experience for me. Staying in Hyderabad and actually working in one of the best companies in the world sort of expands your perspective. You can see really how challenging it is to run big companies, where every small detail needs to be taken care of and is taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working here is a blast , especially with the free beverages and snacks (free gym is also included BTW). Also worth mentioning is our super cool campus. It houses 3 branches of Microsoft India, I work at the IDC (India Development Center).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work in the LiveMesh Team (which is a great team with great people). I absolutely enjoy every second of being in this office, whether its the work, the fun or the games. The people here are just awesome, smart at what they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than half of my internship is over and I have done work which I had imagined I would never be able to do. Thats the biggest thing I have learnt here, that one should never doubt himself or his abilities. Another thing I have learnt is that i will make a pretty good programmer :P , I seem to understand code pretty well and code well and fast also :D. I really surprised myself with the speed that I grasp sample code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats enough for now then. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7786383-4399116521094391556?l=tikna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~4/mQrQcXQhlQ0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tikna.blogspot.com/feeds/4399116521094391556/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7786383&amp;postID=4399116521094391556" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/4399116521094391556?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/4399116521094391556?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~3/mQrQcXQhlQ0/life-here-at-msft.html" title="Life Here at MSFT" /><author><name>Tikna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tikna.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-here-at-msft.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcBQXk8eip7ImA9WxJWEE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7786383.post-5104806779825522215</id><published>2009-06-15T00:30:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-15T00:30:50.772+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-15T00:30:50.772+05:30</app:edited><title>Hyderabad : The city of extremely bad drivers</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Hi, old readers would feel a sense of d&amp;#233;j&amp;#224; vu with this post, in December 2006 i had come to Hyderabad to visit my brother. Little did i know that 3 years later i would be working in the same super cool office.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now Hyderabad is a weird city, people here don't follow traffic rules. The roundabouts are as small as the traffic police pedestals of Delhi and the locals throw in some buffalos to make things more challenging. Havent gone around much in Hyderabad since I have a lot of work to do plus the folks around me are also lazy like me and would rather spend the Sunday in bed than on the roads exploring the city.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On an unrelated note, this Sunday got so boring that i headed over to office to play a little pool and TT, also spent some time at the Gym. I got absolutely pummelled at TT. Pool is another story though, have started to play pretty good.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The weather is is decent-ish, but we stay in AC all day at the office and at the company paid guest house, so i guess we don't really 'feel the heat' (no pun intended). I guess once we move into our own accommodation, things wont be this cool (no pun intended again) :P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ok, by now 90% of the readers must have migrated to another time-zone in order to avoid my lame puns. So i will sleep now.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7786383-5104806779825522215?l=tikna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~4/UVXFLBToEnM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tikna.blogspot.com/feeds/5104806779825522215/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7786383&amp;postID=5104806779825522215" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/5104806779825522215?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/5104806779825522215?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~3/UVXFLBToEnM/hyderabad-city-of-extremely-bad-drivers.html" title="Hyderabad : The city of extremely bad drivers" /><author><name>Tikna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tikna.blogspot.com/2009/06/hyderabad-city-of-extremely-bad-drivers.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4ASX0zeCp7ImA9WxJXEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7786383.post-6140864398320803031</id><published>2009-06-06T16:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-06T16:12:28.380+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-06T16:12:28.380+05:30</app:edited><title>Welcome to Hyderabad :)</title><content type="html">Am here again in Hyderabad for the second time in my life. Stay tunes for more posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7786383-6140864398320803031?l=tikna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~4/LJlsLMr7RB4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tikna.blogspot.com/feeds/6140864398320803031/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7786383&amp;postID=6140864398320803031" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/6140864398320803031?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/6140864398320803031?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~3/LJlsLMr7RB4/welcome-to-hyderabad.html" title="Welcome to Hyderabad :)" /><author><name>Tikna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tikna.blogspot.com/2009/06/welcome-to-hyderabad.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4AQn45cCp7ImA9WxJQGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7786383.post-4822945596748161307</id><published>2009-06-02T14:42:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-02T14:42:23.028+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-02T14:42:23.028+05:30</app:edited><title>Going to Hyderabad :)</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Just a small note to let you guys know I will be in Hyderabad for the next 2 months, its the start of a new phase of my life and I certainly hope i enjoy it there. Watch out for photos from the land of the Char Minar and heavenly tasting Biryani.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7786383-4822945596748161307?l=tikna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~4/IZFRSYXzsOg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tikna.blogspot.com/feeds/4822945596748161307/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7786383&amp;postID=4822945596748161307" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/4822945596748161307?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/4822945596748161307?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~3/IZFRSYXzsOg/going-to-hyderabad.html" title="Going to Hyderabad :)" /><author><name>Tikna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tikna.blogspot.com/2009/06/going-to-hyderabad.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEBSXkyeSp7ImA9WxJSF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7786383.post-201107759186174039</id><published>2009-05-07T18:54:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-07T18:54:18.791+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-07T18:54:18.791+05:30</app:edited><title>So, did you vote today ?</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="201" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gP-lnVDlsKE/SgLhAcCFSTI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/s_seziiMfJM/inked%20finger%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="220" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This makes it 3 out of 3 elections for me :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hoping you exercised your right to vote today.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7786383-201107759186174039?l=tikna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~4/vLWbIcIYYRk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tikna.blogspot.com/feeds/201107759186174039/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7786383&amp;postID=201107759186174039" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/201107759186174039?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/201107759186174039?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~3/vLWbIcIYYRk/so-did-you-vote-today.html" title="So, did you vote today ?" /><author><name>Tikna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gP-lnVDlsKE/SgLhAcCFSTI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/s_seziiMfJM/s72-c/inked%20finger%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tikna.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-did-you-vote-today.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUMR38-fyp7ImA9WxJSFU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7786383.post-7940120774310922656</id><published>2009-05-05T20:04:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-05T20:08:06.157+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-05T20:08:06.157+05:30</app:edited><title>Driving Manners</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I am in the middle of exams, but still take time out to write this post. I have recently started to drive to college, perhaps the 764 taking the dusty palam railway track instead of the multi crore and multi kilo-meter flyover the Govt. had so painfully constructed was the final nail in the coffin. So i drive around 25kms one side daily and one thing i notice is that people on the road are always angry. I keep relaxed and smiling while driving while most others i see are mad about something it seems. People cut lanes, cut other people off and never give the other person way.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, a nice incident to narrate now, today while going to college i saw an uncle in his matiz was in the wrong lane near Munirka, he wanted to go straight and was stuck in right lane which was stationary. I saw that he was looking to enter the middle lane and i stopped for him and gestured him to go ahead and join the middle lane. He did so easily as I wasn't trying to stop him. Anyway, it was so nice to see, he appreciated that i gave him the way and thanked me by gesturing to me 3-4 times, i gestured him back that it was my pleasure :) . &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Such a nice warm and fuzzy feeling , I was in a good mood the whole day. I am sure all of us have gotten into wrong lanes by mistake, so when someone does, please let him/her get into the right one and don't cut him off. He/She will definitely appreciate it and thank you and your day will be brighter.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7786383-7940120774310922656?l=tikna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~4/cH1uUIGvzIk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tikna.blogspot.com/feeds/7940120774310922656/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7786383&amp;postID=7940120774310922656" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/7940120774310922656?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/7940120774310922656?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~3/cH1uUIGvzIk/driving-manners.html" title="Driving Manners" /><author><name>Tikna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tikna.blogspot.com/2009/05/driving-manners.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkANQ34zeCp7ImA9WxVaGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7786383.post-4563937077534849076</id><published>2009-04-16T19:11:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-18T00:29:52.080+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-18T00:29:52.080+05:30</app:edited><title>The Car ! - Jakiro</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="334" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gP-lnVDlsKE/Sec1iH3YQFI/AAAAAAAAA1I/iMLF3JdN-Nc/The%20car%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="445" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The Geeky thing to do would be to give it a name, but am still looking for suggestions. It needs a service to check up on oil levels etc. and then it will be raring to go :) , dad very generously gave it our preferred parking spot for a day or two :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update : This car shall henceforth be known and referred to as Jakiro named after the great twin headed dragon !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7786383-4563937077534849076?l=tikna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~4/2HS_quKiqos" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tikna.blogspot.com/feeds/4563937077534849076/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7786383&amp;postID=4563937077534849076" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/4563937077534849076?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/4563937077534849076?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~3/2HS_quKiqos/car.html" title="The Car ! - Jakiro" /><author><name>Tikna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gP-lnVDlsKE/Sec1iH3YQFI/AAAAAAAAA1I/iMLF3JdN-Nc/s72-c/The%20car%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tikna.blogspot.com/2009/04/car.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEARXo4fyp7ImA9WxVVEEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7786383.post-8722881353171148752</id><published>2009-03-03T00:00:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-03T00:00:44.437+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-03T00:00:44.437+05:30</app:edited><title>Nostalgia etc.</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;On my way to college in the infamous 764 bus, i couldn't help but feel nostalgic, for I could see students in their school uniforms doing some last minute revision for their board exams. Hard to imagine that 3 years ago i too was one of them and now i am only about 1.3 years away from graduating as an engineer. When you are in school you are in this great hurry to get to college and get your freedom. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But when you enter college you suddenly realise how good school was , the teachers, the school campus, your friends etc. Not that college is bad, I have the good fortune of studying in an awesome college but still cant help miss school a little. Especially since I can almost see my school from my home (2 minutes walk) and my college is 1.5 hours by bus from my home and i up-down everyday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Here i must mention the obsession that we have with DTC buses. You can literally see students in sweltering heat waiting for a DTC, signalling private buses to move along almost in a teasing sort of way. And boy oh boy, the joy on their faces on seeing a DTC is something to write home about. Absolutely amazing. The fact is that DTC buses are faster, cleaner, less crowded and have much better seats than any blueline (did i mention free for us due to student passes). But somehow the number of DTCs on our route has been on a steady decline. That's what makes the wait even more worthwhile when you see that yellow face of the DTC bus with its huge windshields. Its pretty easy to spot a DTC from a distance.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, back to the present now. The midsems are on the horizon now and are fast approaching, sounding the start of the super study phase of the semester. Our cult fest Moksha wouldn't be as big as it is usually due to the recession that has also hit our sponsors. The recession also makes our placement season next sem very dicey, hopefully the effect of the recession wouldn't be that huge on our placements.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Also i am really enjoying doing Quant questions (kind of the ones asked in aptitude tests of placements also), i get this huge adrenalin rush on completing the questions as fast as possible, kind of like being back in school where there used to be battles as to who will finish his question first and announce the answer spoiling the party for others :P . &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Also lots of exciting stuff planned for the summers. Plans which shall be revealed in due course.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Pretty long post, back to completing my uP prac. file now :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7786383-8722881353171148752?l=tikna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~4/vRyYn4qSNi8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tikna.blogspot.com/feeds/8722881353171148752/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7786383&amp;postID=8722881353171148752" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/8722881353171148752?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/8722881353171148752?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~3/vRyYn4qSNi8/nostalgia-etc.html" title="Nostalgia etc." /><author><name>Tikna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tikna.blogspot.com/2009/03/nostalgia-etc.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkAHR34zcSp7ImA9WxVSFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7786383.post-8859449134499325114</id><published>2009-01-10T13:35:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-10T13:35:36.089+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-10T13:35:36.089+05:30</app:edited><title>Another new semester and time to get serious !</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Well its another new semester and now its time to get serious for the future. I had recently secured good internship offers for next summer but there is still a lot more to do. With the whole college preparing for CAT exams, its really weird to be one of the only few not attending any CAT class. Also things are looking bleak on the project side with MySQL source code refusing to compile on my and my partner's machine. It seems that project might be looking at a dead end, but i really hope not.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Last semester was ok-ish but not so great, hence the need to make this one spectacular. Anyway short story time, was just in my balcony, this girl walks up to the house, smartly dressed, shades on her eyes, dressed like a model actually. Opens the gate latch, then pushes the wrong side of the 2 door gate (one which remains locked). Struggles for 1-2 minutes. then calls up my neighbours whom she had come to visit to help her, they push the right door and voila ! , it miraculously opens :P , had a little laugh on the balcony. For legal reasons , this story may have been concocted at the spur of the moment to keep this post interesting. Any resemblance to any person living or dead is co-incidental.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Back to studies then, this semester i have Operating Systems, Advanced computer architecture, microprocessors, control engineering and database and information systems. All in all a very computer science-y semester.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7786383-8859449134499325114?l=tikna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~4/LkFIGvu5TE4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tikna.blogspot.com/feeds/8859449134499325114/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7786383&amp;postID=8859449134499325114" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/8859449134499325114?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7786383/posts/default/8859449134499325114?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLife-LaterallyInvertedLikeMyName/~3/LkFIGvu5TE4/another-new-semester-and-time-to-get.html" title="Another new semester and time to get serious !" /><author><name>Tikna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tikna.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-new-semester-and-time-to-get.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

