<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424308339123511045</id><updated>2024-09-11T13:38:59.699-07:00</updated><category term="Vacation"/><category term="anna hazare"/><category term="corruption"/><category term="lokpal bill"/><category term="politics"/><title type='text'>Parimal Narayan&#39;s Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parimalnarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424308339123511045/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parimalnarayan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Parimal Narayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14339509022701827170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424308339123511045.post-3465933755923622603</id><published>2011-04-17T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2023-01-06T03:13:16.637-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="anna hazare"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="corruption"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lokpal bill"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="politics"/><title type='text'>Un-Corrupted India!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYg1vubekL2jjKfnxlYbNDYKorsNIMZMWCoa2FAg4NEDsXwzI7pOhtOehdK9dcGzVwd9l1rMuA8hN8zQfJ8ReAwHXRIiobdy4GbvU3P8CH2vqCUBECvaznyzjZiaNll2I18T5w7_z3gcaI/s1600/4895956_f248.jpg&quot; onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 245px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYg1vubekL2jjKfnxlYbNDYKorsNIMZMWCoa2FAg4NEDsXwzI7pOhtOehdK9dcGzVwd9l1rMuA8hN8zQfJ8ReAwHXRIiobdy4GbvU3P8CH2vqCUBECvaznyzjZiaNll2I18T5w7_z3gcaI/s320/4895956_f248.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596619472678073522&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin: 0px 0px 0.75em; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;Almost everyone seems to like the page STAND WITH ANNA HAZARE. They say they have liked all anti corruption facebook pages, followed relevant twitters &amp;amp; watched all prime time news discussions  and they feel that they have contributed enough for the elimination of corruption from India. Is elimination of Corruption so easy? If it’s so then, after so many “Like”ings will India be a corruption free country on Monday morning, because according to them each Like is a contribution to the strive of making India corruption free. Will all these virtual world virtual contributions eliminate corruption? The answer is a big “NO”.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin: 0px 0px 0.75em; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;All these virtual world activities can never eliminate corruption, because when it comes to the real world we all are a part of, or sometime have been a part of it. One man in this big country can never eliminate something which is now deep in everybody’s skin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin: 0px 0px 0.75em; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;Should we not stand-up against corruption in real world, and take some real steps? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin: 0px 0px 0.75em; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;If we all can stand up together in the virtual world by supporting all the good causes there, we can definitely, and we should stand up against corruption together in real world as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin: 0px 0px 0.75em; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;If everyone who is against corruption starts refraining from being a part of it, only then we would be able to fight against corruption and eliminate it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://embed.creator-spring.com/widget?slug=chimera-ink&amp;amp;per=6&amp;amp;bg=ffffff&amp;amp;txtcolor=000000&amp;amp;currency=&amp;amp;page=&quot;&gt;Chimera Studios Merchandise &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parimalnarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/3465933755923622603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5424308339123511045/3465933755923622603' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424308339123511045/posts/default/3465933755923622603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424308339123511045/posts/default/3465933755923622603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parimalnarayan.blogspot.com/2011/04/almost-everyone-seems-to-like-page.html' title='Un-Corrupted India!!!'/><author><name>Parimal Narayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14339509022701827170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYg1vubekL2jjKfnxlYbNDYKorsNIMZMWCoa2FAg4NEDsXwzI7pOhtOehdK9dcGzVwd9l1rMuA8hN8zQfJ8ReAwHXRIiobdy4GbvU3P8CH2vqCUBECvaznyzjZiaNll2I18T5w7_z3gcaI/s72-c/4895956_f248.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424308339123511045.post-8112170609503463410</id><published>2011-01-06T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T00:34:01.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He? He Smokes??</title><content type='html'>Hi!!&lt;div&gt;He?.. He Smokes?? ........ hunh I knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; You must be wondering about the heading of this blog. Must be thinking : What do I take it for? Does Parimal smokes and he is trying to justify his smoking ? Or is he trying to spy about some other person? But its not so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; We frequently come across this question in our lives. Sometimes somebody else raises this question and sometimes we ourselves. But the objective of this question is always to make a quick impression about someone without going in detail or caring for reality. If the answer comes as a Yes , not a moment is wasted in making a wrong impression about the person. And its not that I am justifying smoking or this question is just related to smoking . This word can be replaced by many other verbs and such possible verbs are many. And even then the answer and its consequences would be the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Its very easy for people to make a bad image of anyone. But seldom people try to know deeper. Nobody cares for the reasons and situations that made the person take to bad habits , or even the answer they have got is correct or not . Has the person giving the  answer himself/herself seen or heard it. Or is it from some other source. Or it has come into existence just because of someone&#39;s own grudge. All just care for the final image . Nobody seems to be interested in knowing the truth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; In earlier times whenever such a question was raised about someone people used to take time in making someone&#39;s image. Lots of inquiries were carried out before coming to a decision about someone. But then people had time to carry out such an investigation (and still had lesser time to raise such a question). Also the real life networking was prominent. Without any every minute posts or tweets people knew a lot about people in their network. It was only in few cases such decisions were taken in haste , mostly because it was difficult to carry out such an investigation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; The lone sufferer of this quick verdict is the person about whom this question was raised. His &quot;Hate&#39;s Club&quot; grows in size without his knowledge. Any new person trying to get closer to him starts shifting away. Nobody comes to ask him the reason behind his habit. He might never know about such an image of him. But the day when such an image brings a lifetime loss to him , he is left shaken, pitying himself for his image. Everyone on this Earth has some bad habits in them. Its in me , its in you, its in everyone. No one was born perfect or is devoid of bad habits. What may be just a bad habit in us, can also be used, magnified and propagated in the same fashion as we do about others. People should refrain from this habit of raising this question or answering it with some truth hidden. Who knows someday or other someone living in this world may ask about you : He? ... He Smokes??????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parimalnarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8112170609503463410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5424308339123511045/8112170609503463410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424308339123511045/posts/default/8112170609503463410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424308339123511045/posts/default/8112170609503463410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parimalnarayan.blogspot.com/2011/01/he-he-smokes.html' title='He? He Smokes??'/><author><name>Parimal Narayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14339509022701827170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5424308339123511045.post-7800477748485491604</id><published>2010-12-27T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T21:48:03.360-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Vacation"/><title type='text'>27/12/2010 - BACK HOME!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;Hi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;   Today I am back home after exactly one year. It felt so good to see my family , my home , my world after one year. Lots of questions, answers , excuses , suggestions , stories..... and emotions. After living alone for 1 year, emotions seem to be some alien thing. It took me a couple of hours, but finally, I realised I am also a human being, who was living in an alien world , and I am not indifferent to the emotional people here .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;It was such a happy thing coming home after so long. Still in Bangalore , one month back, I had become so nostalgic person. All the time my mind used to remain occupied with all the nostalgic thoughts. My home , my family , my town - its roads , mornings afternoons, evenings , nights , time spend with my friends roaming on the roads uselessly. I had started relating evening sunshine on the leaves of the trees to the same here in Bhagalpur. Whatever I might be doing I just used to keep thing about my city. When the time to go home neared I became so nostalgic , that there was no fear of exams left.... I just had to go home. As soon as I entered my home and hugged my mom all my nostalgia got cured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;So much has changed in this 1 year. My parents have started looking more old. My younger brother looking older than me. Lots of new things in and around home here. But the only thing which has not changed even a bit is my family&#39;s love for me. Its still the same , unaffected by time and this contact gap.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;But it feels like this whole town has forgotten me. On the  train and  on the way to home  I didn&#39;t meet or see any of my friends or acquaintances....... strangest thing which has ever happened with me . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium; &quot;&gt;There was a time once, when every 6 out of 10 people on the roads either were my friends or knew me by name . Hence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium; &quot;&gt;I can&#39;t even imagine myself roaming on the roads of this town , alone , without anybody recognizing me and me not recognizing anyone out there. I haven&#39;t stepped out of my home yet but I pray to GOD to save me from this thing . I don&#39;t know what scene would I find when I step out but let&#39;s hope for good. Till then enjoying love and care of my family.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parimalnarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/7800477748485491604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/5424308339123511045/7800477748485491604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424308339123511045/posts/default/7800477748485491604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5424308339123511045/posts/default/7800477748485491604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parimalnarayan.blogspot.com/2010/12/27122010-back-home.html' title='27/12/2010 - BACK HOME!!!'/><author><name>Parimal Narayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14339509022701827170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>