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Yes, do you ask, was it easy? No, it wasn&#39;t, if you insist me in answering the question....</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/feeds/7145870490056045893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1457068710655396813/7145870490056045893?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/7145870490056045893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/7145870490056045893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/2014/07/sunit-on-his-bike-sold-ma-bike.html' title='Sunit On His Bike: Sold Ma Bike!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-1457068710655396813.post-6145487406136192405</id><published>2014-07-30T09:26:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2014-07-30T09:46:57.627+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I Have Been Gone, But Not For Long!</title><content type='html'>Hello there,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I Have Been Gone, But Not For Long!&lt;br /&gt;
Yes, I cannot say that I did not, but priorities, priorities, priorities! I lub(spell mistake intended please LOL) them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Changing priorities are the like life-navigation system, which folks also call as Fate, taqudeer blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You know what, to lose the rust from my typing-fingers, I am having to listen to Dub-step music loud, too loud. Ofcourse in headphone mode. Rocking it!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What else...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And yes, the biggest achievement of the year was attained last week, and that is....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Income Tax Return Filing before deadline and not only that, by my own lovely hands - on my own online. WOW. All the folks out there doing it by doling out 150 to 200 greens to the office affiliated agents, Yo, I was one of you till last year and have found my liberation. This 15th of August I am free.&lt;br /&gt;
And all the folks doing it right online, from the day ITR-V went online - salutes. Sashtang Pranaam. Not a big deal but to fight the fear of doing it wrong and then not doing it at all is dumb.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Bye for now!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sunit Ronnie Ghosh!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/feeds/6145487406136192405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1457068710655396813/6145487406136192405?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/6145487406136192405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/6145487406136192405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/2014/07/i-have-been-gone-but-not-for-long.html' title='I Have Been Gone, But Not For Long!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-1457068710655396813.post-8537491017613349247</id><published>2012-05-13T13:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-05-13T14:03:31.256+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Poem For The Wife!</title><content type='html'>Hi Readers,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Less than a month for the M-Day!!&lt;br /&gt;
Composed a poem. Here you go!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Found respite,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
When you&#39;r &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Knew now how it feels,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
To be loved, be someone&#39;s &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
To be &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;asked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; a dozen times,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
How am I.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
If I had skipped my lunch,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Being &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;asked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; why!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Day &lt;b&gt;dream&lt;/b&gt;ing daily,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
In the bright sunlight!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Again in &lt;b&gt;dream&lt;/b&gt;s at night,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Under the milky moonlight!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;Yuhoo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: lime;&quot;&gt;Yippee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Yahoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Beats my heart!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Yo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: lime;&quot;&gt;Yah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Thinks my mind!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Blessed by &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #741b47;&quot;&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Arranged by the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #38761d;&quot;&gt;Almighty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Brought together by &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Bond made by the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #38761d;&quot;&gt;Almighty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
The valley between us,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
filled with the river of &lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
When our dear one&#39;s,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
handed over the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;-dove.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
I feel that I knew you,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Will be a part of &lt;span style=&quot;color: #f1c232;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;my life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
That you will join me,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
You will be &lt;span style=&quot;color: #f1c232;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;my wife&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Will you marry me, my Wife?!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Best wishes,&lt;br /&gt;
Sunit</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/feeds/8537491017613349247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1457068710655396813/8537491017613349247?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/8537491017613349247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/8537491017613349247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/2012/05/poem-for-wife.html' title='A Poem For The Wife!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-1457068710655396813.post-1314964799407642496</id><published>2012-01-15T16:52:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-15T17:54:47.509+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="FaceBook"/><title type='text'>Wanna Delete Your Facebook Account But Cannot!</title><content type='html'>Hi Readers,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Losing control on the time you spent your day&#39;s time on-line on Facebook page!! Even though you curse yourself when you wake up next morning and resolute that you will spend lesser time today on FB you turn up spending more!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnqoimVQDdPTV85SjjYj1TzS2w8KChThEUo0Yhd4sklQ61qf1tjNDdZm5XlBkxRWdKCszP2toaZh0bosN_HVzTDe6mfumRFJ2EYnkbz4jH7KRFSjuIWjrXm2efaheXPDOlwtxfBJXVQjI/s1600/facebook-custom-status-update.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;96&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnqoimVQDdPTV85SjjYj1TzS2w8KChThEUo0Yhd4sklQ61qf1tjNDdZm5XlBkxRWdKCszP2toaZh0bosN_HVzTDe6mfumRFJ2EYnkbz4jH7KRFSjuIWjrXm2efaheXPDOlwtxfBJXVQjI/s200/facebook-custom-status-update.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Cannot control what you share and who all are watching your updates, when your mind is bubbling to come home and be on-line and type-in your latest endeavours and photos taken to all in the &quot;Friends List&quot; on your Facebook Profile.....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDOYRSINr9IZIqaUG5uEHFoAFC_VFaxI2GQaGKBuz59x0Em0gURYx9rntOVqgWC8phih3WScf9EYej5BE5pa1GHFcz0j2zUVcQoRAgtQxiNg4vbz_DpDEbMEb8Qom4BJOKpcPJPxI9qCs/s1600/album+photo+pic.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;140&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDOYRSINr9IZIqaUG5uEHFoAFC_VFaxI2GQaGKBuz59x0Em0gURYx9rntOVqgWC8phih3WScf9EYej5BE5pa1GHFcz0j2zUVcQoRAgtQxiNg4vbz_DpDEbMEb8Qom4BJOKpcPJPxI9qCs/s200/album+photo+pic.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You share, without a second thought, the entire set of pictures taken over a trip made on the weekend to ALL, instead of, sending them to &lt;u&gt;few selected near and dear ones&lt;/u&gt; (those who genuinely, are, interested in your activities) via a &lt;a href=&quot;http://picasa.google.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;picasa&lt;/a&gt; link or e-mailing a &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zip_%28file_format%29&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;zipped file&lt;/a&gt; of the selected picture ONLY, because it is easy and takes lesser time than the latter and is hassle free. Thanks to awesome page design and flow of picture/album upload app of Facebook web-page.&lt;br /&gt;
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You have 200 plus or even awesome 600 friends in the friends list who get to see what you are doing and you are bewildered by the ease of sharing and being a part of the social network and nosing in other&#39;s lifes...&lt;br /&gt;
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One day will come, when you realise that you are taking your life, day per day, to somewhere you would not wanna be after a duration in the future.&lt;br /&gt;
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Then you will squirm to delete the profile itself which has made your private-life, PUBLIC, and that too when you where the ONLY person who owns the sole responsibility over it. Deactivation of the profile will not help because, one fine day you will spring up on the keyboard and activate it by just logging in to the profile in just 2 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;For all those, squirming to delete your profile, here you go:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
1. Visit the link &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.facebook.com/help/contact.php?show_form=delete_account&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
2. Press the &quot;Delete My Account&quot; Button. A date of final deletion of the account will be displayed which will be a fortnight after the present date.&lt;br /&gt;
3. Prohibit yourself from logging in to the Facebook account for 14 days. (If you do login (just login), even by mistake, the date of the complete deletion will be extended by another 14 days from the current day)&lt;br /&gt;
4. After the declared day of deletion, try logging in. If the access is denied, then you have succeeded&amp;nbsp; in deleting your profile from Facebook database.&lt;br /&gt;
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Read more about it, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=16929680703&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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But do not be very complaisant by this feat because Facebook database still remembers your network indexed on the e-mail id you have used earlier to create the account (primary e-mail id) and the secondary e-mail id you had submitted for the account security and retrieval of forgotten password.&lt;br /&gt;
By my personal experience, when I tried to create another account by the secondary e-mail id, after I had deleted my Facebook account, I was shown friendship-recommendations of few of my previous friends on the basis of the college name, company and other information on the present profile..&lt;br /&gt;
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Best wishes!&lt;br /&gt;
Sunit</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/feeds/1314964799407642496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1457068710655396813/1314964799407642496?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/1314964799407642496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/1314964799407642496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/2012/01/wanna-delete-your-facebook-account-but.html' title='Wanna Delete Your Facebook Account But Cannot!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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/AVvXsEjnqoimVQDdPTV85SjjYj1TzS2w8KChThEUo0Yhd4sklQ61qf1tjNDdZm5XlBkxRWdKCszP2toaZh0bosN_HVzTDe6mfumRFJ2EYnkbz4jH7KRFSjuIWjrXm2efaheXPDOlwtxfBJXVQjI/s72-c/facebook-custom-status-update.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457068710655396813.post-6201873486788430593</id><published>2012-01-05T22:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-05T22:55:07.619+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><title type='text'>Lost In Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;O! My Friend,&lt;br /&gt;
Why are you so gloomy?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Oh, so your love,&lt;br /&gt;
You could not be with!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The world is against,&lt;br /&gt;
You both, I see!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But I am happy,&lt;br /&gt;
That you tried your best!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You loved,&lt;br /&gt;
Made someone precious!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now now, move on,&lt;br /&gt;
As the world, awaits!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/feeds/6201873486788430593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1457068710655396813/6201873486788430593?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/6201873486788430593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/6201873486788430593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/2012/01/lost-in-love.html' title='Lost In Love'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457068710655396813.post-2695718626053505697</id><published>2011-12-18T13:57:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-18T14:40:16.356+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Romantic"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="story"/><title type='text'>And He Was Staring At Her!!</title><content type='html'>Hi All,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Once I was sitting quietly by the banks of Hussain Sagar Lake and watching the waves on the surface formed by the wind flowing on the top.&lt;br /&gt;
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Suddenly my mind started to conjure up a story! I would like to share it with you all!&lt;br /&gt;
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Once in a party, a celebration of 10th Marriage anniversary of a lovely couple, folks were enjoying and making merry. The environment was lively and full of laughter and fun-stories being shared in small and large groups of friends and family all around the large Banquet hall.&lt;br /&gt;
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Two women were busy chatting sitting on the corner chairs. They were discussing, how the life takes turns now and then and how everything is so expensive nowadays and how difficult it is to secure a place in a good school for their children.&lt;br /&gt;
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Suddenly, one of the women sitting beside the two ladies, abruptly interrupted the incessant conversation and said to one of the two, &quot;Hey Lady sorry to disturb, but when I utter the next few words, try not to look away in any direction or give any sudden reaction&quot;. The lady who was spoken to by a stranger was a bit apprehensive of what lies ahead in this conversation, but she said, &quot;OK, tell me please.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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The stranger said, &quot;Honey, I have been sitting here for the past twenty minutes and I have been noticing that a guy sitting on the table, 2 tables on the right side from where we are, staring at you, now and then, between his chats with his buddies. Do you know that Man?&quot;. &quot;Now slowly look there, he is in a dark black suit with slight strips with a pair of golden cuff links&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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The lady, by listening to this, with anticipation of finding the man who is appreciative of her and without doubt is attracted to her, looked in the described direction. When she found the person, the staring-man, she blushed to an extent that her cheeks were flushed with blood and became pink.&lt;br /&gt;
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Observing this change of expression and mood, the stranger lady said quizzically to her, &quot;So, it seems that you know that Man?&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Of course&quot;, she said, &quot;I must be knowing him&quot;. &quot;He is my dear Husband!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Thanks for reading!&lt;br /&gt;
Sunit!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/feeds/2695718626053505697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1457068710655396813/2695718626053505697?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/2695718626053505697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/2695718626053505697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/2011/12/and-he-was-staring-at-her.html' title='And He Was Staring At Her!!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-1457068710655396813.post-4579887996947141923</id><published>2011-12-05T23:58:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-06T00:26:04.785+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fasting"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tuesday"/><title type='text'>The Fast Experience!</title><content type='html'>Hi Readers, &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I had started fasting a few months ago. On every Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggTtXauKkAHQEdbkGwD1lFXamQS_Kdczzx1iVQUlggAoeJkdwg8JewglmTOprZC_2r9hQNhO9u68T3AA86Z4BZqWffnexUv8W30lluVXntxmTPzCiPxpjlS1cjJuJFjB0PvPjSSzUw_5E/s1600/fastin2g.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;161&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggTtXauKkAHQEdbkGwD1lFXamQS_Kdczzx1iVQUlggAoeJkdwg8JewglmTOprZC_2r9hQNhO9u68T3AA86Z4BZqWffnexUv8W30lluVXntxmTPzCiPxpjlS1cjJuJFjB0PvPjSSzUw_5E/s200/fastin2g.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the beginning it started as just sacrificing and skipping the regular meals. Poha with Filter Coffee in the Morning, Daal-Rice and Veggies in the Afternoon, Cookies with Cardamom Tea in the evening and finally Sabji-Roti with Raita-Achaar(Hindi: Pickle) in the Night.&lt;br /&gt;
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I remember in the beginning, Tuesdays were very noisy, from the growling of the empty stomach, which felt useless on this day of the week. A bit of drowsiness and numbness from the voids left empty by the C&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; molecules in the body-cells. &lt;br /&gt;
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The Wednesday Mornings were celebrated like Diwali or Eid. Breakfast seemed like a Feast. Each grain of rice, each pellet of pulse and each dollop of Curry felt like Ambrosia. With each grain rubbing against the tongue, Saliva turned Savage. Brain registered the importance of each grain of edibles.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXhVLnXsq_hB4dX0C_vwF2E7SvaRV468laM523El0Q6eXP5LrtDOL0AAkF1-l606xIyBcmzQdpmoS-AbebSPrZ1ngRbLcDE6VmUHv3WgE7E00mMJDV9R0CuFR4MTtgnWJsic5v2883Uq0/s1600/fasting.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXhVLnXsq_hB4dX0C_vwF2E7SvaRV468laM523El0Q6eXP5LrtDOL0AAkF1-l606xIyBcmzQdpmoS-AbebSPrZ1ngRbLcDE6VmUHv3WgE7E00mMJDV9R0CuFR4MTtgnWJsic5v2883Uq0/s200/fasting.jpg&quot; width=&quot;199&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Slowly as the practice of fasting matured, my body parts got disciplined. Stomach subdued its rumbling and growling. The drowsiness diffused and the numbness normalized. The voids were now filled with energy. Fasting became the Freedom from the shackles of the mundane food-cycle. Tuesdays became the new Sundays of the week. Refreshing and revitalising.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirXb-wreLbDhyd3wvXJFl-IDuVFylJi8kjHuv2w1T4FkNmHoe55_vsfyQAWRiGhead1_K9-0YYbP_4vFa4v83QYncqgzcMbmi_986rLCSlUU3mVFlMCqE7QRNTKekbx2tDkNWMttDQeBE/s1600/fasting1.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;147&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirXb-wreLbDhyd3wvXJFl-IDuVFylJi8kjHuv2w1T4FkNmHoe55_vsfyQAWRiGhead1_K9-0YYbP_4vFa4v83QYncqgzcMbmi_986rLCSlUU3mVFlMCqE7QRNTKekbx2tDkNWMttDQeBE/s200/fasting1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My fast is non-religious. I do not want to please the Gods with my abstinence from food. (Though if they get pleased by any chance, any rewards from the skies above are welcome.) My fast is a way to reduce the noise from the incessant chaos and complexity to listen to my own heart-beats, to feel my own blood flowing through the veins, to bath in the warmth of the skin of my body. To be me again.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tuesdays throw me back to the ground every time and reminds me that life is as simple as it can get and is as complex as you want it to be. &lt;br /&gt;
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By the way, today is a Tuesday!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/feeds/4579887996947141923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1457068710655396813/4579887996947141923?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/4579887996947141923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/4579887996947141923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/2011/12/fast-experience.html' title='The Fast Experience!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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/AVvXsEggTtXauKkAHQEdbkGwD1lFXamQS_Kdczzx1iVQUlggAoeJkdwg8JewglmTOprZC_2r9hQNhO9u68T3AA86Z4BZqWffnexUv8W30lluVXntxmTPzCiPxpjlS1cjJuJFjB0PvPjSSzUw_5E/s72-c/fastin2g.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457068710655396813.post-2360617279048601446</id><published>2011-12-01T00:39:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-01T00:45:58.056+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="executive mba"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="IIM"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="iim ahmedabad"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="IIM Kozhikode"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="iim lucknow"/><title type='text'>Executive Master Of Business Administration</title><content type='html'>Hi Readers,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I did some research on the Executive MBA opportunities in India(as on 1st December 2011).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.iimahd.ernet.in/programmes/pgpx.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Indian Institute of Management, Ahmedabad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Executives who have a bachelor&#39;s degree or equivalent  in any discipline and are 27 or above at the start of the programme may  apply. Corporate sponsorship is welcome but not essential. Students are  selected through a rigorous admissions process that includes GMAT (&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mba.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline;&quot;&gt;www.mba.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;), leadership profiling and personal interview.             &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;At the end of the programme, placement services are provided to non-sponsored students.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Quality infrastructure has been created on the Institute&#39;s hundred acre campus.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Accommodation is available for both single and married students.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The&amp;nbsp;fee for PGPX VII (2012-13) is &lt;b&gt;INR 21,00,000&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; for a single student. For details , please refer &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.iimahd.ernet.in/programmes/pgpx/how-to-apply/faq.html#faq32&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline;&quot;&gt;FAQ&amp;nbsp;32 (a) and (b)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The Institute has found several banks interested in offering loans to those admitted to PGPX. Please refer the &#39;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.iimahd.ernet.in/programmes/pgpx/how-to-apply/faq.html#faq32&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline;&quot;&gt;FAQ 32(c)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&#39;.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The sixth batch, PGPX VI (2011-12) started on April 11, 2011. Please refer the &#39;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.iimahd.ernet.in/programmes/pgpx/current-batch-profile.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline;&quot;&gt;Current Batch Profile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&#39; section for further information including the profile of students.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.iimb.ernet.in/postgraduate/epgp&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Indian Institute of Management, Bangalore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The programme is intended for middle level executives having substantial work experience. The pre- requisites are&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Graduate in any discipline with a minimum of 50% marks or equivalent CGPA&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;7 - 15 years full-time work experience.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;A valid GMAT score.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: maroon;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Admission Procedure&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Selection of the candidate is based on the following criteria&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Academic Background&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Achievements (Academic and career related)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;GMAT score&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Work Experience&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Interview&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;Fee for the 2011-2012 batch is &lt;b&gt;INR 20,07,500&lt;/b&gt; for a single person including accommodation and &lt;b&gt;INR 21,12,000&lt;/b&gt; for a family accommodation.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.iiml.ac.in/post_graduate_program_ipmx_brochure.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Indian Institute of Management, Lucknow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Eligibility&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Executives with Bachelor&#39;s Degree in any discipline or equivalent (10+2+3).&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Minimum of 6 years full time post-qualification (after Graduation) professional experience as on March 31, 2012&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;GMAT score obtained from July 01, 2008 to October 31, 2011&lt;/li&gt;
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Admission Process&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Student selection would be based on:&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Duly filled-in application form alongwith statement of purpose (SOP)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Two letters of Recommendation&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;GMAT score&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Professional Experience&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Personal Interview&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Fee for the IPMX                                      2012-2013 batch is &lt;b&gt;INR 17,10,000&lt;/b&gt; for a single                                      person excluding accommodation.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.iimk.ac.in/epgp/epgp.php&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Indian Institute of Management, Kozhikode&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;The entry to the Executive Postgraduat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;e Programme in Management (EPGP)  is open to graduates/ CA/ ICWA having at least 5 years of work  experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Admission to the programme comprises two stages. In the first stage all  aspirants have to appear in executive Management Aptitude Test (eMAT)  designed by IIMK. In the second stage successful applicants have to  appear in an on-line Personal Interview. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Fees:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;ePGP-04&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;INR 5,25,000&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;eEPGM&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;INR 2,62,500&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Hope the above information is fruitful to many.&lt;br /&gt;
Sunit</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/feeds/2360617279048601446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1457068710655396813/2360617279048601446?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/2360617279048601446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/2360617279048601446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/2011/12/executive-master-of-business.html' title='Executive Master Of Business Administration'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-1457068710655396813.post-3740558953985347654</id><published>2011-11-13T15:46:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-13T22:44:59.126+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poem"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="relationship"/><title type='text'>One Person Two Relationships</title><content type='html'>Hi Readers, &lt;br /&gt;
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I have composed a poem, which flows through the incidence of growth of multitude of relationships with the same person! Here you go!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;I met a person,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Not long ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;A relation was built,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;without much ado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;At first it was simple,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;With relationship single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Mind and Heart palpitating,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Observing and Learning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Some will name every,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Single bond they make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;But here, could not be feasible,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;just for the above sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t remember the day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;or the moment magical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Another bond bifurcated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;forging identity dual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;With the person unique,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;relations multiplied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;I was caught unawares,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;unconsciously mesmerized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Bonds toggled and tangled,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;often uncared for and unnoticed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;The newer was stronger,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;pushed us further, pulled us closer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;A day came of realization,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Ah! I could now name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;The bond latter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;I had gained cognition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;I confronted myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Mustered courage to speak,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;To utter the Name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Which was unspeakable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Nothing remained the same,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;The bond latter wobbled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Alas it was followed by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Magnitudes of pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Both looked helter skelter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Reminisced and sought shelter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;None wished to fall apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Be again pushed to the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;The relation eschewed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;came to the rescue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;So ordinary and simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;The cornerstone humble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Still the duality remains,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;coexisting in singularity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Name is forseeken,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;This one requires none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gist&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes the transformation between the two relationships maintained with the same person become seamless. It is difficult to compare the two relationships. It is impossible to tell which one is important. But at the same time both the&amp;nbsp;relationships&amp;nbsp;are not related or dependant on each other. Both are enjoyable and makes the person special and irreplaceable.&lt;br /&gt;
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Is someone is the one is not the relevant question. But the more important is that are you that person for someone. One is lucky to have such a person with oneself. For it increases the value of life, adds life to it. Special is not the person but special is the relation. Because there may not be any speciality between the same person and any other but when those two person come together then there is something special between them.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/feeds/3740558953985347654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1457068710655396813/3740558953985347654?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/3740558953985347654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/3740558953985347654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-person-two-roles.html' title='One Person Two Relationships'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457068710655396813.post-6982956724949819200</id><published>2011-11-13T15:33:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-13T15:45:41.018+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="air plane"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="air travel"/><title type='text'>My First Air-Travel Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; 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The travel to Raipur by the JetLite Light Carrier Aircraft(LCA, 200 seater, 3x3) was fun and astonishing.&lt;br /&gt;
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It is correctly said that only after one experiences the wonders of Science and Technology, one can truly understand it. It was true for Electricity, Internet, Mobile Communication and now it came true for the Air-Travel too!&lt;br /&gt;
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For at least for an hour after getting off the air-plane, I was not able to believe that I travelled from the A.P. Capital, Hyderabad to C.G. Capital Raipur within a hour, which used to take at least 15 hours by train. Also an interesting observation is that even though, for the same distance, an A.C. ticket cost ratio between the train (Rs. 1000) and the air-plane (Rs. 3000) is 1:3, the ratio of travel-time is diminished 15 times i.e. 15:1. &lt;br /&gt;
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Therefore it is quite a deal but only when undertaken according to urgency and importance of the trip. If there is no time constraint then train travel must be planned. But there is no comparison of the comfort and high-quality service of the air-travel.&lt;br /&gt;
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A one-time must for all who are ready to be amazed!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/feeds/1428804747851854081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1457068710655396813/1428804747851854081?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/1428804747851854081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/1428804747851854081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-first-air-travel.html' title='My First Air-travel'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457068710655396813.post-8261244303347477649</id><published>2011-09-20T22:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-20T22:30:59.878+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="android operating system"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="devfest 2011"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Google"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hyderabad"/><title type='text'>Google DevFest 2011, Hyderabad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Hi Readers,&lt;br /&gt;
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Finally the day had come, when I was going to be a part of the Google DevFest, 2011 being organised in our city, Hyderabad!&lt;br /&gt;
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Boarded the 08:14 local train and got down at the Hafeezpet station(04:50  minutes only, cool). From there, took an auto to Izzat  Nagar(Shilpa Apartments, Kondapur) and walked the rest of the distance  to reach the Novotel hotel. The preparations were looking neat and grand  and the security and the administration had inviting expressions on the  faces. I was guided to the registration counter. Received a Google Bag  and cute Google spiral notebook.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7mw9FEPaOaUcK8QQ41bB1vhaHRI3l4BPsbR9Tf-oIBfV8MREATYw6zvWc87Dehogv3Y2eFcb2TX_5JtgmhsUFVAzbS-3bH6U5A0zYW6jHKlC0ZLP9zYKf7xtIhoxlJ59h0FZxuWxMOSE/s1600/17092011063.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;150&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7mw9FEPaOaUcK8QQ41bB1vhaHRI3l4BPsbR9Tf-oIBfV8MREATYw6zvWc87Dehogv3Y2eFcb2TX_5JtgmhsUFVAzbS-3bH6U5A0zYW6jHKlC0ZLP9zYKf7xtIhoxlJ59h0FZxuWxMOSE/s200/17092011063.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awesome. I felt the same, when I stepped inside the grandest  auditorium ever visited!. Ever!! It was so huge that I felt amazing  standing there. None of the participants had arrived then. Walked to the  stage and felt the music thumps played on the large amplifiers there!!  Just awesome. Then and there I knew that I am going to love this event!&lt;br /&gt;
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After few minutes, 2 of my colleagues and friends arrived and  joined me. We had Cappuccino, served there. Then Mr Rajdeep Dua,  Developer Advocate with the Google Developer Relations team, gave the  keynote speech. There were a couple of interesting sessions on &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Android_%28operating_system%29&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Android&lt;/a&gt;  (an operating system for mobile devices from Google). We enjoyed the  tasty-crispy cookies of various kinds and Coffee once again during the  Tea-break.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lunch was again beyond our expectation!&amp;nbsp; Each and every dish served,  from the Cream-Pea-Soup to the Chocolate-Cake, was just an example of  fine dining! We engaged ourselves for an hour at the Lunch time.&lt;br /&gt;
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Another Tea Break to enjoy the refreshing Cup of Java!&amp;nbsp;Then the closing ceremony, after a couple of sessions on &lt;a href=&quot;http://code.google.com/events/devfests/2011/sessions.html#placesapi&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Google Maps and Places&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Waiting for the next year&#39;s DevFest now!!&lt;br /&gt;
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For more info, click &lt;a href=&quot;http://code.google.com/events/devfests/2011/india.html#hyderabad&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/feeds/8261244303347477649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1457068710655396813/8261244303347477649?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/8261244303347477649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/8261244303347477649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/2011/09/google-devfest-2011-hyderabad.html' title='Google DevFest 2011, Hyderabad'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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/AVvXsEg7mw9FEPaOaUcK8QQ41bB1vhaHRI3l4BPsbR9Tf-oIBfV8MREATYw6zvWc87Dehogv3Y2eFcb2TX_5JtgmhsUFVAzbS-3bH6U5A0zYW6jHKlC0ZLP9zYKf7xtIhoxlJ59h0FZxuWxMOSE/s72-c/17092011063.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457068710655396813.post-3353837298116919705</id><published>2011-08-28T12:29:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-28T14:09:39.135+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="60 hour love theory"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="romeo"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="the monk who donated his Ferrari"/><title type='text'>The 60 Hour Rule Before You Say &quot;I Love You&quot;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Hi Readers,&lt;br /&gt;
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Ever been in love? True Love? But then, you were not sure, how and when to express the same. You saw the sparks flying all around! But you could not dare to ignite the Fire! Now if it is then let me tell you a story!&lt;br /&gt;
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A very long time ago Romeo was roaming around&amp;nbsp;dishevelled&amp;nbsp;in search of Juliet. He was in desperation and was on the verge of exhaustion and could collapse any moment! Then he saw a very serene and calm looking person walking towards him. The person was dressed like a monk! The person approached him and asked whether Romeo needed any help. Romeo told him his story. The Monk told that he is the Monk who had not Sold but had Donated his Ferrari! Romeo was impressed and asked for his advice. The Monk told that, &quot;Sorry Son, your love is already beyond control, not even God can help you out! But I will give some Gyan(Hindi-Knowledge) for the future generations. So listen with full attention.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you understand love? Or do you just love a person and therefore understand the relationship with that person!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gyan Point&lt;/b&gt;: Loving a person is altogether a different thing than loving to love!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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When you fall in love with a person, you try your best to spend quality time with her/him. You talk with full consciousness and try your best to present yourself in a good light. You want to be a pleasant part of her/his life. You are jealous of others who are a better part of that person&#39;s life. You loath her/his absence. You sulk and get irritated when that person does not show up or does not respond in a expected or loving manner. Is this love? For most of us, it is!&lt;br /&gt;
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A moment comes when you know that you are in love and now are at a crossroad of life when some decisions are to be made. At this stage some of you are in two kinds of dilemma:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ol style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;li&gt;One, that the other person MAY also be in love but not sure whether she/he is ready for the commitment which you are in for.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Second, that you are not at all sure of the love of the other person but want to take a chance by letting her/him know and then see what happens next!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gyan Point&lt;/b&gt;: To be just in silent one-sided love and to be ready for a&amp;nbsp;committed&amp;nbsp;love has the same differences, which, having a thought in one&#39;s mind and executing that thought into a successful action has! Until the idea is put forth it does not make an iota of a difference anywhere!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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So, Romeo where were we? Ah yes, discussing on the resolution of the dilemma, when to confess your love. See, Romeo, we all want love of others around us! Some of that we get from our Parents, Siblings, Elders on the virtue of a blood-relation and some we want to create on the virtue of physical/mental attraction, a need of companionship and feelings of having a friend around. When we&amp;nbsp;establish&amp;nbsp;a relationship ourselves, what is kept in mind? That we understand each other, minute&amp;nbsp;subtleties&amp;nbsp;of the other and whether the other satisfies the need of the relation(friend/companion) we get into. Nobody gets into a relation if there is nothing to seek in it. What is in it for me? The things can be abstract like love, joy, happiness, cheerfulness, like-mindedness, a confidant or can be material like money, social status, education. All these requires a time frame to attain. And that is a 60 Hour time-frame where you and the other person has already spent enough quality time taking note of each others attributes, habits, quirks, nature, behaviour and mental match.&lt;br /&gt;
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These 60 Hours may be attained in a rapid and quick way if there are immediate opportunities present in abundant for sharing through personal interactions, telephonic conversations and written correspondence. The same may be achieved over a time-scale of a few months to a few years if there were no abundant opportunities of communication available coupled with numerous gaps in communication due to various reasons like, staying in different geographical locations.&lt;br /&gt;
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So Romeo, I know you have spent a life time with Juliet, but if you would have confessed your love after a break-point of 60 Hours of your relationship, things might have not gone worse as they are now! Because, just after those 60 hours, one is at the crossroad where a delicate balance still exists from where one can return back to normalcy instead of sinking deep into the quagmire of one sided or rejected/failed love.&lt;br /&gt;
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Romeo collapsed and died a dreadful and painful death!&lt;br /&gt;
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Happy Loving!!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/feeds/3353837298116919705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1457068710655396813/3353837298116919705?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/3353837298116919705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/3353837298116919705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/2011/08/60-hour-rule-before-you-say-i-love-you.html' title='The 60 Hour Rule Before You Say &quot;I Love You&quot;'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-1457068710655396813.post-5907578696787819271</id><published>2011-08-22T23:32:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-23T00:01:42.713+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Computer Ergonomics"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ergonomics"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="posture"/><title type='text'>Why Pay Heed To Computer Ergonomics?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Hi Readers,&lt;br /&gt;
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Working as a Software Development Engineer, I have observed that many of us, do not even know that they are slowly making themselves physically handicapped, even though they have been blessed with quite a functional brain and equally functionally body attached with it.&lt;br /&gt;
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It has been now a common scene where Computer Workstation users are seen sitting with a hunched back and neck awkwardly craned up or bowed down and the hands angled down limply. Equally pitiable is the sight of an Engineer, completing one&#39;s task, almost physically sucked in towards the Laptop Display and the hands converging atop the small Keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why do not we realize that setting up the place of work according to the body parameters, following the computer ergonomics, is a one time effort which pays huge benefits and long term comfort and prevention of diseases like &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spondyloarthropathy&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;spondylarthritis&lt;/a&gt;, joint pains at the fingers and gradual loss of eyesight.&lt;br /&gt;
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Many of us do not even think about asking the Facilities and Administration Department of the organisation for a adjustment of the monitor screen, Keyboard position and other accessories around them, although they might be&amp;nbsp;daily&amp;nbsp;suffering from discomfort arising from the incorrect posture and inadequate exercise.&lt;br /&gt;
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Many of the organisations provide their employees world-class ergonomic computer desks and chairs which has minimum of 5 adjustments like adjustments for sitting height, arm-rest position, Keyboard and mouse drawer and backrest restrainer. Many of us are oblivious of these features and fail to utilize the same.&lt;br /&gt;
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Over the period of time these discomforts takes the form of crippling diseases and permanent disabilities. All this can be prevented by following simple and logical ergonomic settings at workplace and home.&lt;br /&gt;
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Happy working!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/feeds/5907578696787819271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1457068710655396813/5907578696787819271?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/5907578696787819271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/5907578696787819271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/2011/08/why-pay-heed-to-computer-ergonomics.html' title='Why Pay Heed To Computer Ergonomics?'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-1457068710655396813.post-2046678032395559134</id><published>2011-07-16T11:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-16T11:00:56.162+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="farewell"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poem"/><title type='text'>A Poem For The Farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dear Person, who is going away!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;The Day has come,&lt;br /&gt;
To say Good-bye.&lt;br /&gt;
I do not want to,&lt;br /&gt;
Mean Good-bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtDrjh19AZzr2QNG2tyb6L3U5tkSszs_1-PGA_i371mekfDxTiO464_Pn4w5E4B_YZFtaOtOke-4nmYCEo0mcBQf2zMEwdD_qfVQ60qpJMDLHgjXdrZaf7GQcFYGPCm_giCdpF6ZyHqy4/s1600/tears1.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;146&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtDrjh19AZzr2QNG2tyb6L3U5tkSszs_1-PGA_i371mekfDxTiO464_Pn4w5E4B_YZFtaOtOke-4nmYCEo0mcBQf2zMEwdD_qfVQ60qpJMDLHgjXdrZaf7GQcFYGPCm_giCdpF6ZyHqy4/s200/tears1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Your presence today,&lt;br /&gt;
Made me forget,&lt;br /&gt;
That tears are waiting,&lt;br /&gt;
For me, when you are gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvY55zbov1o5l22e06dCQR7Tf24_cWPAChL_gxfwnNIBoVawJgRoJXM17S-HThsYOlEzwDw1wE4Kqe3F8SgKQi59ZGBl6XUZIrCM2ptFtDUCVKg592H4kbfK0bzldEVy4fBnXBwE5dRxQ/s1600/tears.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;155&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvY55zbov1o5l22e06dCQR7Tf24_cWPAChL_gxfwnNIBoVawJgRoJXM17S-HThsYOlEzwDw1wE4Kqe3F8SgKQi59ZGBl6XUZIrCM2ptFtDUCVKg592H4kbfK0bzldEVy4fBnXBwE5dRxQ/s200/tears.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The day tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;
I don&#39;t know,&lt;br /&gt;
How will I continue,&lt;br /&gt;
With out you.&lt;br /&gt;
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The hope that,&lt;br /&gt;
We are destined,&lt;br /&gt;
To meet again,&lt;br /&gt;
Makes me hope again.&lt;br /&gt;
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You were the one,&lt;br /&gt;
You are the one,&lt;br /&gt;
You will be the one,&lt;br /&gt;
For me, the one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2X0JYacwuiIaTHuXg8uikS9eTC1j7xIyVB7jr2npfqLWPdMOxZASZDyXTDyXPUh7FfQVfO_TnA8HrsPnivAKtxTzfsUmhU8LLmghFXVx6HQSYMAWFsVCJ3uZtxalohlenHg-y3G1McOA/s1600/Farewell+Dean+Ashton.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;139&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2X0JYacwuiIaTHuXg8uikS9eTC1j7xIyVB7jr2npfqLWPdMOxZASZDyXTDyXPUh7FfQVfO_TnA8HrsPnivAKtxTzfsUmhU8LLmghFXVx6HQSYMAWFsVCJ3uZtxalohlenHg-y3G1McOA/s200/Farewell+Dean+Ashton.JPG&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You fare well,&lt;br /&gt;
as we bid each other,&lt;br /&gt;
Farewell,&lt;br /&gt;
Oh this pain, Oh I can&#39;t say more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I was all dressed up for the office. Obviously, it was a Monday and I was happy to go to office after a satisfying and fulfilled weekend. Also Monday started with a bang. I woke up sharp at 04:45(though the alarm was set for 04:30, yeah nobody is perfect, no). Then had a revoltingly sharp Lemonade and then switched on the Laptop (Nobita) to work on one of the blog articles about the glory of biking (publishing soon)! Then at 06:00, wore all the armour and biked for a total of 30 kms.&lt;br /&gt;
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So I set out for office and just then I saw a sad looking crow sitting on the side of the lane, staring at the cemented path, deep in thought. It was a peculiar sight since a couple of days ago, when I was biking, a group of crows were energetically sorting some business out on the biking track and when my bike approached near the crow-team they flew away all complaining and angry. And, here this guy was ignoring my presence. May be a rude one, I thought. &lt;br /&gt;
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I was in a hurry and therefore I proceeded for the local train station. A few more minutes remaining for the scheduled arrival. Just as I was walking and was at the least distance from the rude-crow, I got hit by something on the top of my head. I jumped in surprise. I cursed under my breath. I turned to see what had happened. I found that a friend of the Rudy landed on my head and had now placed itself near the Rudy.&lt;br /&gt;
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Everything was clear then. That crow was neither rude nor in deep thinking. It was injured or was too old to carry out further crowing around. And the friends of it thought that I was going to hurt it, so they attacked me. I silently prayed for the Rudy and proceeded towards the station.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/feeds/2652008479590116791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1457068710655396813/2652008479590116791?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/2652008479590116791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/2652008479590116791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-when-crows-attacked-me.html' title='The Day When The Crows Attacked Me'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-1457068710655396813.post-5306616528992836126</id><published>2011-07-04T22:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-04T22:45:22.970+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Time Never Stops, But Can Travel Slowly With You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Coming Soon!!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/feeds/5306616528992836126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1457068710655396813/5306616528992836126?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/5306616528992836126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/5306616528992836126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/2011/07/time-never-stops-but-can-travel-slowly.html' title='Time Never Stops, But Can Travel Slowly With You!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-1457068710655396813.post-5664308666514286523</id><published>2011-07-04T22:44:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-05T07:40:44.152+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="memoirs"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="non-return"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pen"/><title type='text'>Pen-sive Disorder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Hi Readers,&lt;br /&gt;
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Throughtout my lived life, I have been requested for a pen, many a times! At places, like railway reservation counter, banks, college classrooms, examination halls, offices; by acquaintances and strangers alike. In these situations the status and importance of the Pen was just as that of a sword in the battlefield. Oh yes, &quot;Pen is mightier than a sword&quot;. Yes, it is!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGNzX-1AsrMjM4ZJxhIqc6CJQLC0aWMTaNqrN5l_NLFxN7pL3qFEfi-j4-bsqLliH3EPpsu9PtALh-WC6aBqIzMWSEf26nMuXDyfHAYxfIrzfmhEVn_mXIJpUkmWWKJRCJxp0_h6fW2Vw/s1600/rail_reservation_centers.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;158&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGNzX-1AsrMjM4ZJxhIqc6CJQLC0aWMTaNqrN5l_NLFxN7pL3qFEfi-j4-bsqLliH3EPpsu9PtALh-WC6aBqIzMWSEf26nMuXDyfHAYxfIrzfmhEVn_mXIJpUkmWWKJRCJxp0_h6fW2Vw/s200/rail_reservation_centers.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguzWqRpA6eJKsnvDChEgZHLGwh4ky2nzTf8MnZHBoyPaHgOjEagfRdTYJ3vNiQ7SQGeMG1MbEUqlyz4baUmhfpi9J9ZIzZYXUNQ1zWeJCB3uD4DVtAMkaR6XfFJ21s0d1Ls8vT9CkGlkU/s1600/notepad.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;193&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguzWqRpA6eJKsnvDChEgZHLGwh4ky2nzTf8MnZHBoyPaHgOjEagfRdTYJ3vNiQ7SQGeMG1MbEUqlyz4baUmhfpi9J9ZIzZYXUNQ1zWeJCB3uD4DVtAMkaR6XfFJ21s0d1Ls8vT9CkGlkU/s200/notepad.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The urge to suddenly note down something important as a phone number, an address or a name if not quenched, disturbs the body and unsatisfies the soul. And then if it is magnified by the non-availability of a puny pen at your service then there is nothing greater evil than that.&lt;br /&gt;
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What amuses more is that the mightier than the Sword, Pen, loses all its importance and usefulness in the requester&#39;s hands when all the matters to be noted are noted down and all the application forms have been duly filled. The Pen as an object obliterates from the requester&#39;s mind in such a way that the thought of respectfully returning the Pen to the Original Owner completely slips off the mind. &lt;br /&gt;
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Such is the world and its affairs, alas Pen, you will always have the importance in the hands of a true soul, just as Thor had for its Hammer.&lt;br /&gt;
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Take care, My Pen, with whomsoeever you are with now. May your ink never dries out!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/feeds/5664308666514286523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1457068710655396813/5664308666514286523?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/5664308666514286523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/5664308666514286523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/2011/07/pen-sive-disorder.html' title='Pen-sive Disorder'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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/AVvXsEgGSjq0Wf9zbD7k3T10T1i0xN-siveXqgKPKYJcl2Lg4eYGEOcIJdGG5jk-SAC1M2-wnz4G3WUgM_HY7ait10pZAQ26sLc8Qha-j5YzdwYrUVJ1jlWyPUlUp1zRdB7JpZABkRHNzS_sfzo/s72-c/Pen.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457068710655396813.post-7646243880515331659</id><published>2011-06-28T17:01:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-05T17:18:37.151+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><title type='text'>Lucky in Life, Unlucky in Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQf3JMEFIQcwi37E1l19hvF8l6Gf5h9DP77Btwn0rfe9hel3D8Yif43l6BHCZDlEnsOGckEcSPh6WX0gmswBQu49e4_TixPw3bvBHHH15P3rJ_ZXKH6k1ITyDNTy0R5JuHqLAFQeVA3do/s1600/good-luck-charm.gif&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQf3JMEFIQcwi37E1l19hvF8l6Gf5h9DP77Btwn0rfe9hel3D8Yif43l6BHCZDlEnsOGckEcSPh6WX0gmswBQu49e4_TixPw3bvBHHH15P3rJ_ZXKH6k1ITyDNTy0R5JuHqLAFQeVA3do/s200/good-luck-charm.gif&quot; width=&quot;188&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi Readers,&lt;br /&gt;
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When I came across the old adage, &quot;Lucky in Life, Unlucky in Love&quot;, I was awestruck with its symmetry and symbolic implications. Another adage, &quot;Love is Life&quot;, if we combine with the former, teams up to be more thought provoking.&lt;br /&gt;
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Who is termed to be lucky in life? The person, who is generally lucky in one&#39;s life, on being asked to enumerate the previous hardships faced and existing nagging troubles in life, will not be able to compose an answer, may be even if given a few minutes of time. Luck, here is not referred in a sense where the person is driven by luck in her/his actions and counts it as a factor in the final result of it. Luck, if taken over a period of time, like the teenage stage or a duration of 5 to 10 years, one can look back and conclude, yes, I have been lucky in my life. That is the luck, we are talking about. You had taken a few risks here and there, a few bold steps, walked the path where few have trodden and had come out just fine and unscratched. Such persons can say, yes&amp;nbsp; they are lucky in life. Luck is of course no substitute for hard-smart-working and bold and fearless attitude.&lt;br /&gt;
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Love is Life, one quips. And, yes there is nothing so simple and humbling than this. Live and let live. Love and let love. Love, here can be between two persons; a person and the pet animal; a person and an object of great value which is cherished as a possession; or a person and her/his love for nature, a hobby or an art. Out of these, love between two persons is the most satisfying and rewarding than others. It is because receiving love from another person, brings validity of one&#39;s existence, assurance of one&#39;s usefulness in other&#39;s life and the capability of being loved by a other and faith in humanity.&lt;br /&gt;
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Who is termed to be unlucky in love? The person, who encountered many times in her/his journey of life, people, who were worthy and suitable for the love she/he showered upon but alas, did not get the same in return. Those worthy people never gave a place for her/him in their heart and did not become a part of the life, they dreamt of. Or even if the love sustained, it was cut short soon enough. Love was lost, she/he was torn apart from loved ones. The person suffered many heart-breaks, painful farewells and never found a companion when she/he need it the most.&lt;br /&gt;
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Success can be achieved through constant perseverance, hard-work and never-say-die spirit. But when it comes to Love, no concoction works. &lt;br /&gt;
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Lucky in Life, Unlucky in Love, is for those who could become what they wanted to be, but could not be with whom they wanted to be. Are you one of them?&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/feeds/7646243880515331659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1457068710655396813/7646243880515331659?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/7646243880515331659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/7646243880515331659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/2011/06/lucky-in-life-unlucky-in-love.html' title='Lucky in Life, Unlucky in Love'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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/AVvXsEjQf3JMEFIQcwi37E1l19hvF8l6Gf5h9DP77Btwn0rfe9hel3D8Yif43l6BHCZDlEnsOGckEcSPh6WX0gmswBQu49e4_TixPw3bvBHHH15P3rJ_ZXKH6k1ITyDNTy0R5JuHqLAFQeVA3do/s72-c/good-luck-charm.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457068710655396813.post-8898810318590586257</id><published>2011-06-28T17:00:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-04T22:43:22.143+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Orkut"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Personal Identification steal"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Social Networking web-site"/><title type='text'>Orkut Beware!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Hello Orkut Users,&lt;br /&gt;
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I hope your endeavours for the goal of Social Networking are going on just fine! I composed this article just to give a wake up call to you as an user of Orkut and the Google-Orkut Developers for some of the threats both are facing or already are vulnerable to.&lt;br /&gt;
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We are using the Orkut social-networking website from the past many years. During all these years we have shared our precious thoughts, lovely snaps, informative web page links, cute scraps which either you sent to your friends and they sent to you asking your whereabouts and how you all felt about a day or event in life, joined various related communities of your interest and hobbies and created a few too, and sent quick-hush messages to our various friends. So today your profile is a sum total and a gold mine of all the personal details, quotes, innovative and creative ideas as well as the capture of joyful and emotional moments in terms of galleries of pictures. Nice and cosy feelings right ha?&lt;br /&gt;
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You are sure that these matter in the same way to your friends and are therefore only available to them. And you thought you can never be wrong about it! You have all those nifty privacy setting in your command so how can one whom you don&#39;t know and have never even heard of or seen in your life know so much about you and that too via your Orkut Profile which you cherish the most and think of it like a digital fortress of a kind!&lt;br /&gt;
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How will you respond if I tell you that this can be done and that too without any ethical or unethical hacking? So let me tell you first, how can one who just one fine day thought to target you, by only knowing your name and no other information, can know all about you in a matter of 20 minutes or less depending upon the Internet access speed. Here you go, starting with 00:00 in {mm:ss} format on the time-line:&lt;br /&gt;
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1. {00:00}The person creates a dummy GMail account and through it, a dummy profile in Orkut which provides such details which separates one from any relation with it. (Let this profile be called PX.) This is done since, once PX visits a profile, it shows up in the &quot;recent visitors&quot; section of the home page of the user. A dummy GMail account is created because, if one uses the personal email address to create PX, then as the target can search users with e-mail address in Orkut, PX reveals itself in a case of hit and trial search by e-mail id.&lt;br /&gt;
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2. {05:00}PX uses the Orkut-user_search to search your profile (henceforth, PU). Many profiles are returned as there may be many with the same name (homonym). As PX knows your country, present location, sex, a few of your friends and their names, zeroes in to PU in a jiffy!&lt;br /&gt;
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3. {07:30}PX, even though not in the PU&#39;s friend list, can suck all the information from PU in the next 12 and a half minutes. This is how it works!!&lt;br /&gt;
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4. {07:31} &lt;b style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;Fact_1:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt; The&lt;b&gt; testimonial section &lt;/b&gt;of a Orkut_User is public and visible to all the Orkut users. A privacy setting to control its visibility is absent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
PX accesses PU&#39;s testimonial section and copies and creates a map of users (henceforth, TUM) who submitted the testimonial and the text content of the same in a local file. It is done for all the testimonials present in PU. Now the TUM is a very important data as testimonials are only submitted by very close and important persons in PU&#39;s life. The user profiles in TUM are visited on the basis of the testimonial text and all the data present in their profile is also copied in the Map.The data received is used to cross-refer details about PU.&lt;br /&gt;
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5. {09:30} &lt;b style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;Fact_2:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;  The &lt;b&gt;community&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;section &lt;/b&gt;of a Orkut_User is public and visible to all  the Orkut users. A privacy setting to control its visibility is absent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
PX  accesses PU&#39;s community section and opens the community page and copies and creates a map of community  (henceforth, CM) and what it stands for, in a local file. It is done for all the communities present in  PU. Now the CM is a very important data as PU joins only those communities which fall in the following category:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ol style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;li&gt;PU&#39;s education: various Schools, Graduation and Post-graduation College, Stream specific, Courses joined, Certifications undertaken communities.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;PU&#39;s Hobbies and interests: Sport, Sport persons, Iconic personalities, I love ..., Competitive examinations, academic subjects and other related communities.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;PU&#39;s medical details: Blood group, Hair colour, Eye colour.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;PU&#39;s Time-Geographic info like the School Batch (year of pass out, location of school), College Batch (year of pass out, location of college), Location of Residence (Name of the city, town), Location of the company working in (Company community for the joiners of a particular year usually for the joining straight after college).&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;PU&#39;s Birth details: Birth place, Birth date, Birth month, Birth year, Birth Zodiac sign communities.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;PU&#39;s Caste and Community details: Family name, caste, community, regional belonging, state, mother-tongue.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;PU&#39;s work details: Present working company, previous companies, special corporate groups, Technology working in, Field working in and various other communities.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;6. {15:00} &lt;b style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;Fact_3:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;  The &lt;b&gt;friends&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;section &lt;/b&gt;of a Orkut_User is public and visible to all  the Orkut users. A privacy setting to control its visibility is absent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
If PU has very less or almost no information in the testimonial and community section, the PX uses the more difficult but challenging approach and puts analytical skills into use. This is how! From the PU&#39;s friend list, 10-20 random users are chosen and a map (FUM) is created. Now community information from each entry in the FUM is parsed and an appropriate weightage is assigned to the communities joined by them, grouping them, according the categories in #5. This is done for all the entries in FUM. After the completion of the iteration, from each categories of communities, the community of highest weightage is chosen and from it PU&#39;s information given in #5 is inferred. This has a viable success rate of getting the correct information. For example, under the educational school communities, if a particular school community gets the highest weight then that must be the school attended my PU. Similar logic for College, Company working in and others.&lt;br /&gt;
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7. {18:30} &lt;b style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;Fact_4:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;  The &lt;b&gt;updates&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;section &lt;/b&gt;of a Orkut_User in the &lt;b&gt;new User Interface&lt;/b&gt; is public over the time range from the time of creation of the Orkut account till the date the individual visibility setting for each update and scrap was activated and are visible to all  the Orkut users. A privacy setting to control its visibility is absent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This is the most easy way to get to know all the details of the user. PX while humming the favourite song, copies and creates a map (UUM) of the updates and the other user involved in the update, whether it be a scrap, a greeting, a friendship acceptance, everything with a precise timestamp. Well done!!! {20:00}&lt;br /&gt;
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Now you can be sure that, there are many, or at least PX, who knows about you more than your best friend!!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now, how to safeguard yourself from such attacks!! This is how!!! Follow these simple steps to safety!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
1. First and foremost the most dangerous part of the profile page is the communities section. As there is no way to hide the community list from the non-friend members, visit the community pages which you think can provide personal information given above and unjoin them.&lt;br /&gt;
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2. The next revealing section is the &quot;Testimonials&quot; section. Remove all the testimonials, however much you cherish them. If you want to store the text, do that in a text file and save with date and name of the person, but do not leave it public on the profile page.&lt;br /&gt;
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3. The next most vulnerable section is the &quot;my updates&quot; section. Visit that section and look for a tiny image telling whether a particular update is a public or friends only or private. If it is public, immediately remove the update if you think it reveals personal data or personal conversation or a recent friend addition. A recent friend addition can give away the information of your current company, location and other analytical information.&lt;br /&gt;
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4. Next is the photo section. Check that all the galleries containing the personal photos are updated as friends only or selected friends only!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Happy Orkutting!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/feeds/8898810318590586257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1457068710655396813/8898810318590586257?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/8898810318590586257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/8898810318590586257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/2011/06/orkut-beware.html' title='Orkut Beware!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-1457068710655396813.post-6833107297297720966</id><published>2011-06-17T23:59:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-03T14:54:08.175+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="arranged marriage"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love marriage"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="marriage"/><title type='text'>Love and Arranged Marriages</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Hi Readers,&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Cx8cUr3p1mfBvXRR0GXLBn6pcL9f2plNcvdzIPQPca70ILfwIIgiKipgnQYfsPR4qgznHMb5K5N4Ozf_n5c4imd_HVpPZNhIowboOzhHiSrtxiZLzlObTei9pxHVCHMRaYDP5LA2a3k/s1600/image18.png&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;133&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Cx8cUr3p1mfBvXRR0GXLBn6pcL9f2plNcvdzIPQPca70ILfwIIgiKipgnQYfsPR4qgznHMb5K5N4Ozf_n5c4imd_HVpPZNhIowboOzhHiSrtxiZLzlObTei9pxHVCHMRaYDP5LA2a3k/s200/image18.png&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It is often said that Marriages are made in Heaven. True! But many of us do not understand the deep seeded meaning in this saying. Many generally comprehend it as a different flavour of the intended meaning that Marriages are pious and they are related to the religious and traditional aspects of the persons involved in it. But the intended meaning is that the establishment of the bond of Marriage between two persons is beyond human control and decision. What ever is beyond the comprehension and control of humans, generally it is put in the hands of the Almighty. True it is, as two persons who had never met each other before are now to spend the entirety of their life with each other, as a couple, taking part in each others happiness and sadness equally. Bearing a child, becoming parents and then seeing them getting married and find a new life. It is a full circle.&lt;br /&gt;
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Right from the time when my mind had started to think logically and debating was one of the media for a full scale discussion to place the pros and cons of two sides of a topic, the debate of - &quot;Which one is better, Love Marriage or Arranged Marriage&quot; has been on the top. Now, we as teenagers used to jump at this exciting opportunity and Love being a strange and forbidden fruit, used to take the side of the same in terms of Marriage. There were a few under the &quot;Arranged&quot; Category, generally treated as the orthodox types. We used to cite the reasoning like Love marriage is the best as it brings two people in love and ready to accept each other for the rest of the life, &amp;nbsp;it can be the only way one should be married, and other naive ones. Little we knew as 13-14 year teenagers, what really is a marriage and how marriage been it had resulted by Love or Arrangement, has nothing to do with the life after. Somethings are to be understood with age. So thought we. We never did.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH_w7pQ476FkO0nQtz2VUY-xc_uc-R93oriLNPTZVaHka3_nXw01Uyj169CLUreir8CGlsEOgQ6ar7SpXzr7VfmYO6UGWDefMpP94asEe4XZ1yj5h6j666pKf0EjzLz4Zwz2fPRjDJdtI/s1600/couplhrt.gif&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH_w7pQ476FkO0nQtz2VUY-xc_uc-R93oriLNPTZVaHka3_nXw01Uyj169CLUreir8CGlsEOgQ6ar7SpXzr7VfmYO6UGWDefMpP94asEe4XZ1yj5h6j666pKf0EjzLz4Zwz2fPRjDJdtI/s200/couplhrt.gif&quot; width=&quot;167&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How Love Marriage happens? You are at the right place at the right time doing the right things. Then and there, you meet a person. You like the look and feel of that person. Someone initiates, you talk. You like that. Then you converse. Time goes on. First friendship and then soon sparks fly in the air between you both. You feel love and if the other person reciprocates the same feelings and behaviour, you both fall in love. So, till now what were the factors involved here: personal attributes, spoken items and time spent together in public domain. In the entire matter, there certainly is a factor of opportunity, chance, fate and ultimately destiny. Now if everything goes on fine in a complex society like we have here, it results in a Marriage.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqqg4FvQyT5hqaKL-SsChhe8vFsLgVgpeZ3tAe3IECnhJWIXLCww24Jjp3P6RWdICaTIy5GMTAq809Vrs3kYoxNWQpTQ5Hx1RYg8FL5JgPBnntiCk4ykKyuC9sxUR0KdqLOLZSgeJ7QrU/s1600/Arranged-marriage-image.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;133&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqqg4FvQyT5hqaKL-SsChhe8vFsLgVgpeZ3tAe3IECnhJWIXLCww24Jjp3P6RWdICaTIy5GMTAq809Vrs3kYoxNWQpTQ5Hx1RYg8FL5JgPBnntiCk4ykKyuC9sxUR0KdqLOLZSgeJ7QrU/s200/Arranged-marriage-image.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMLXNnHjqxc7hy5c96MsgnPd5iB7ZKiu1TOgxtOlXYVq6q6XGYaWvOEZMVzwqRHeMhlVDcijcaXydkNap3Cn7aodO-Q8J_kN_riyWfmhtlPJR30URN_-u_NGNDAJgVozBgWX-WLy1Oqa8/s1600/20-wedding-online-200410.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;150&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMLXNnHjqxc7hy5c96MsgnPd5iB7ZKiu1TOgxtOlXYVq6q6XGYaWvOEZMVzwqRHeMhlVDcijcaXydkNap3Cn7aodO-Q8J_kN_riyWfmhtlPJR30URN_-u_NGNDAJgVozBgWX-WLy1Oqa8/s200/20-wedding-online-200410.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How Arrange Marriage happens? You reach an appropriate age. Your parents start looking for alliances for a suitable groom or bride keeping in mind certain parameters like religion, caste, sub-caste, gotra, age, height, weight, education, family, parent&#39;s occupation, location, dowry(I strongly and publicly denounce this practice, but had to mention as it is one of the factors) etc.. You look for profiles via various media channels, Internet, newspapers and ,last but not the least, word of mouth. After a long haul you shortlist few of the profiles. You start communicating with the point of contacts. If everything goes fine a date is fixed for the engagement and then the marriage.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheOZQA5D6pJ6LHDP86_L-jfGj6BIhFnhOU5HVEnFly8-WVtNjb5DbLIx7sAFyuP3q-IpBwQ8teE6aliBLYYzEe3_IAtCf2q0B8mgR1HcNc08hnoX7aJATgCoZ3v4f5h5Ki5f9GyVXgZM0/s1600/love_ring_heart_marriage.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheOZQA5D6pJ6LHDP86_L-jfGj6BIhFnhOU5HVEnFly8-WVtNjb5DbLIx7sAFyuP3q-IpBwQ8teE6aliBLYYzEe3_IAtCf2q0B8mgR1HcNc08hnoX7aJATgCoZ3v4f5h5Ki5f9GyVXgZM0/s200/love_ring_heart_marriage.jpg&quot; width=&quot;133&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In both the cases, the life after marriage traverses the same path. Living together after Marriage is a completely different ball game. Love generated between the couple, before or after the marriage has the same value and effect. Understanding, co-operation, compromises, standing by each other&#39;s decisions, tuning one&#39;s ego according to the spouse, sacrifices for the greater good for the life together, life&#39;s tough decisions: All these can only be encountered and experienced after the couple starts a new life and start living and sharing together. So a love which resulted in a marriage gives no guarantee of enduring all the above challenges better than the arrangement which caused two different people to combine as a couple. Also it can be said without contest that couples in a love marriage get a head start of a significant amount, as they knew and understood each other well before the marriage. But after a time span of cohabitation, couples belonging to both the kinds of Marriage reach a level ground.&lt;br /&gt;
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There is a message for all the eligible bachelors and bachelorettes out there. If you have any inhibitions against a kind of Marriage, lose them! If you are confused as your mind and heart is biased towards a kind of marriage, then you must know that Marriage is something you can only know about when you are in it. For all those out there who were blessed by the Almighty and were destined to meet their love before their marriage, challenges and joys are in store for them in the married life to come. If you did not find your love, or you were not loved before Marriage, be confident, you will find the same joys and challenges with the person you will be arranged to get married with. The only thing which can lead you to happiness after marriage is the confidence and faith in your spouse, you generate.&lt;br /&gt;
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I wish all the folks out there, getting married, in the process of getting married or already married, the best for the life to come!!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/feeds/6833107297297720966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1457068710655396813/6833107297297720966?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/6833107297297720966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457068710655396813/posts/default/6833107297297720966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engineersunit.blogspot.com/2011/06/love-and-arranged-marriages.html' title='Love and Arranged Marriages'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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/AVvXsEh5Cx8cUr3p1mfBvXRR0GXLBn6pcL9f2plNcvdzIPQPca70ILfwIIgiKipgnQYfsPR4qgznHMb5K5N4Ozf_n5c4imd_HVpPZNhIowboOzhHiSrtxiZLzlObTei9pxHVCHMRaYDP5LA2a3k/s72-c/image18.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457068710655396813.post-4582945286793576046</id><published>2011-06-09T00:09:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-20T04:16:22.156+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="marriage"/><title type='text'>Marvellous Marriage Melody</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Hi Readers,&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHi4wdnDxMX3YpOCnXfYW52eCGQ4nI7rrks5fV2WmRS61A-ku-Z6WE05DJ1Qk3-dOXbnwLb37WSCdg6IFjxC0fIWJ8WS7qsLW9uv6_SlCAIMrHGF5ACaCUpXbOgwpobM8dZy4km8UHKVY/s1600/laugh_ha_ha.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;191&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHi4wdnDxMX3YpOCnXfYW52eCGQ4nI7rrks5fV2WmRS61A-ku-Z6WE05DJ1Qk3-dOXbnwLb37WSCdg6IFjxC0fIWJ8WS7qsLW9uv6_SlCAIMrHGF5ACaCUpXbOgwpobM8dZy4km8UHKVY/s200/laugh_ha_ha.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am saddened and fed up of the crass, demoralizing and degrading jokes and one liners about Marriage and the life after. It&#39;s high time we stop them. It&#39;s one of those things which everybody likes to laugh about as if it is a hilarious subject to joke around, without any base or truth in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Image. Image building. Perspective about Marriage. Presumptions about the married life. All these are being created and impacted by the negativity and the cruel&amp;nbsp;vilification of the concept of Marriage, consciously by those who could not make their Marriage a success or unconsciously by those who just want to be a stand up comedian and get acceptance among the bunch of guys from the office and in society by quoting a few jokes about how can one get going ruining one&#39;s life by getting married. Is it necessary to do so?!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO0nIRernGfKJqC882xHA9LnPFXCWSj1qLH4TpupgS0r3lTeWowZaGPy2MUMTESCka5wvgUqH5RIezK1dcwRH_qhbZDeXZvwXG0evSb-4pxmkUbFiw1GtLGyIAKFKISDhWiNHga4icPS8/s1600/secret-of-happy-married-life.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;150&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO0nIRernGfKJqC882xHA9LnPFXCWSj1qLH4TpupgS0r3lTeWowZaGPy2MUMTESCka5wvgUqH5RIezK1dcwRH_qhbZDeXZvwXG0evSb-4pxmkUbFiw1GtLGyIAKFKISDhWiNHga4icPS8/s200/secret-of-happy-married-life.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the other side, the couples who are leading a happy and content life after marriage, will never come out and give speeches of their success stories in the public. They are not meant to do so. But the&amp;nbsp;disgruntled&amp;nbsp;ones will never stop spreading the venom. Even when there is nothing to gain in doing so.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-h78og6ZFUUEtxgUsB0OWTMLfO6eq5mmkrMT8QbEG-QUZdOjp2lwR66ubG2rf-ikQSZBLz97tW4TpDcMXI0XdEubHqd1XBa7eXzR4i5B8f_NAMOJJPlSIRxykgamdvcWGWCAOBAMiJas/s1600/stress-managing.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;140&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-h78og6ZFUUEtxgUsB0OWTMLfO6eq5mmkrMT8QbEG-QUZdOjp2lwR66ubG2rf-ikQSZBLz97tW4TpDcMXI0XdEubHqd1XBa7eXzR4i5B8f_NAMOJJPlSIRxykgamdvcWGWCAOBAMiJas/s200/stress-managing.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0FtnibZNlGF4B-yO0QEg3bu_h8YdfPuOHKRAfl2k4ADdfoDNP1X81s5T4XYINZ0fZW8uDeNFX_OYqitckSuOm7AHR076nsob0WKgmR3ugvxJbm6H1I3u95fuFbr5j8Lmvo4mQWY8IgvE/s1600/stress-mbaknol.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;186&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0FtnibZNlGF4B-yO0QEg3bu_h8YdfPuOHKRAfl2k4ADdfoDNP1X81s5T4XYINZ0fZW8uDeNFX_OYqitckSuOm7AHR076nsob0WKgmR3ugvxJbm6H1I3u95fuFbr5j8Lmvo4mQWY8IgvE/s200/stress-mbaknol.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The most popular and unfortunately the most cherished thought about Marriage is that it is such a event in a person&#39;s life which introduces complexities, stress, unhappiness, boundedness and compromises in both, day to day life and one&#39;s dreams and gives a few happy moments in return. The more saddening fact is that people believe in it without any doubt in mind about its validity. It&#39;s because it is very simple to put a stamp on a thing, as difficult and not worthy, which demands commitment and compromise in life.&lt;br /&gt;
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One need to understand that when one has to walk the path of Marriage and hopes to get the best deal out of it then why to propagate and participate in such negative image building. Yes, true, life changes dimensions after Marriage, nobody will deny! Yes, there are compromises to be made, nobody will deny! But then just like anything else there are cycles of happiness and other things! Invest your best in your thoughts and get the same in action. You will reap what you shall sow!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFXg8eIwYScjOJAh0xPD4ceCHp1BXMxTS7zWchhB69-rQS_2xorqP3jUAs6b0mNSVSI-ItW1EnyUZBFsO3V3GtcdH_nfiABSW1KUnjp0xPkVH6SnIsF6J4FLytyRp-NzKFBqnEveAmNJg/s1600/ban-marriage-big.gif&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFXg8eIwYScjOJAh0xPD4ceCHp1BXMxTS7zWchhB69-rQS_2xorqP3jUAs6b0mNSVSI-ItW1EnyUZBFsO3V3GtcdH_nfiABSW1KUnjp0xPkVH6SnIsF6J4FLytyRp-NzKFBqnEveAmNJg/s200/ban-marriage-big.gif&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On raising the topic of marriage in a discussion, all one gets in return is, negative and derogatory comments and observations from all corners. What is the reason? It is because, even though we were born and brought up in a society which marks Marriage as a mandatory and important event, it is mired and submerged in malpractices like the practice of dowry and casteism or the emotional separation of the bride from one&#39;s parents and home or the indifferent and under treatment of the bride or the immaturity on the spouse&#39;s part, where one allows pre-marriage love relationships to interfere in the marriage.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmycI_j7alpvbC-WMWvTyZSUWIsGP6T8ZacNF_AVQTstME3mxNMUmCaFopQDdgcSiUw-7N0AW3HdMW2nfHrZEKVFQbnip6Sc_Yf8OcQkmDzON8qybN0GiRoHn0DefNuRJ9Kp9PuxctCvc/s1600/house.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;135&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmycI_j7alpvbC-WMWvTyZSUWIsGP6T8ZacNF_AVQTstME3mxNMUmCaFopQDdgcSiUw-7N0AW3HdMW2nfHrZEKVFQbnip6Sc_Yf8OcQkmDzON8qybN0GiRoHn0DefNuRJ9Kp9PuxctCvc/s200/house.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There has been an observation made. Nowadays, Marriage is attached with the additional and sudden burden of the establishment of resources like, house, vehicle, adequate movable and immovable property and other expectations from both the quarters of the bride and the groom alike. Why target marriage as the final point of growth in one&#39;s life? Why burden marriage with financial and material goals which can be accomplished in a phased and planned manner way before or after marriage? Why not view marriage as an enabler of the couple&#39;s advancement as a joint force, rather than&amp;nbsp;attaching&amp;nbsp;pounding expectations to it?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzZ6kh-jmBCAXiYg7EswevzUvN3MJkG_NsWrzmj8RQMrrqWo5DSBA1ODAk2JOmXKe9k-E8HjxeAz64GltHguEPQL4wUnTXCnk9cGq_UHH4csbJkQA8NlVh1tosIeN_A1u9wmdKXPd4x-M/s1600/images.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzZ6kh-jmBCAXiYg7EswevzUvN3MJkG_NsWrzmj8RQMrrqWo5DSBA1ODAk2JOmXKe9k-E8HjxeAz64GltHguEPQL4wUnTXCnk9cGq_UHH4csbJkQA8NlVh1tosIeN_A1u9wmdKXPd4x-M/s200/images.jpg&quot; width=&quot;155&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Whoever thinks that Marriage is a conversion process of making a person mature, is partially &amp;nbsp;incorrect. Marriage is for the mature. As two persons coming together for a duration of one&#39;s lifetime requires an unimaginable amount of planning, understanding and maturity on one&#39;s part. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_HjADhqiUAqIKsIbTyQgKRfkcpc4bEZqJw0qGQJpu4-rEB4VmgnMhf7CiclK8G71pPzsxkqDNRlZNjrWTnWvgeBzuvL9brkqiQgvfyppDY0E2mBWWY0vothRmWA3pYS0nE7dBT3qMfKk/s1600/Marriage.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;158&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_HjADhqiUAqIKsIbTyQgKRfkcpc4bEZqJw0qGQJpu4-rEB4VmgnMhf7CiclK8G71pPzsxkqDNRlZNjrWTnWvgeBzuvL9brkqiQgvfyppDY0E2mBWWY0vothRmWA3pYS0nE7dBT3qMfKk/s200/Marriage.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today, there are so many cooked up stories about Marriage and many a recipes&amp;nbsp;for a&amp;nbsp;successful&amp;nbsp;one. The person yet to be married is in a delusion of a sort where one thinks that one is equipped with all the knowledge one may require to lead a happy married life. One forgets the fact that just as every person is different, there are as many different ways to make it a enjoyable journey.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFJK6o6nMpDzTL6JG9TbzYsEfgGvPXXCoJ1c12Aufnf7PJk1ocOpCJ06cTlEWtpjKGJVwhFeLFcF3ViK91OgIBHIaset4lr-OqVNFlxCy8xgvy4M1D_qRN5bQuNF_RZ_GomYp1zU9qgJ0/s1600/Break-up.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;131&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFJK6o6nMpDzTL6JG9TbzYsEfgGvPXXCoJ1c12Aufnf7PJk1ocOpCJ06cTlEWtpjKGJVwhFeLFcF3ViK91OgIBHIaset4lr-OqVNFlxCy8xgvy4M1D_qRN5bQuNF_RZ_GomYp1zU9qgJ0/s200/Break-up.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&quot;Pyaar ka Panchanama&quot; is a sentence in the Hindi Language, which means Postmortem of Love. As in the process of postmortem, a dead body is investigated for the cause of the death, similarly, the intention of this article therefore, is to capture the causes of the death of Love i.e a horrible ending to a love story.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiR24GZgrSgTU0Mi2XddkmuHDKxHbi7MtJeea6iXXmiBrQQ3mqUG_qIndW5zgwkGkd5NO-paIdwXp5EYxkNoZXyg3ggLJBiSeXglC8smEVuxdrDPFMLKmo39wQdtQzG8xb1f1Y71X6cdM/s1600/thing-called-love.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;199&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiR24GZgrSgTU0Mi2XddkmuHDKxHbi7MtJeea6iXXmiBrQQ3mqUG_qIndW5zgwkGkd5NO-paIdwXp5EYxkNoZXyg3ggLJBiSeXglC8smEVuxdrDPFMLKmo39wQdtQzG8xb1f1Y71X6cdM/s200/thing-called-love.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also to make this article more specific, let me categorize and then point out the specific branch of Love. There are three broad categories of Love:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Love for the Elders:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The best example of this type of Love, is the love for your Parents, Grandparents, Aunties and Uncles. It can also be felt for an elder or a senior citizen. Also, love, respect and dedication towards one&#39;s Mentor also comes under this category.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4wnAecLTN8QC-9ShWs9jH3-v-gjDtI4etAuOOzB58irwOXU1eN-D0pZJasBidc0RRsQAmTiwsEaZ9Xc8OVRFpH5bvbgExMQKLRjAa_k5owLVwOOrODP0MHU4a8R_AjRNTl8K9FqTEr5k/s1600/couple_gif.gif&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;197&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4wnAecLTN8QC-9ShWs9jH3-v-gjDtI4etAuOOzB58irwOXU1eN-D0pZJasBidc0RRsQAmTiwsEaZ9Xc8OVRFpH5bvbgExMQKLRjAa_k5owLVwOOrODP0MHU4a8R_AjRNTl8K9FqTEr5k/s200/couple_gif.gif&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;2. Love for the Coeval:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This is love for the persons of nearly the same age, give or take, 5 year elder or younger. This type of love falls into 2 sub-types:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;a. Love for the reason of friendship:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; This can be best portrayed between friends and colleagues you like to work &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;with.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;b. Love for the reason of companionship:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; This is between two persons who share the intention of sharing their life together.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;3. Love for the Younger:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The best example of this type of Love, is the love for your child, your nephew and niece. The same can be felt for the person of an age relatively lesser than yours and who either seek your protection and guidance or look upon yourself as an elder.&lt;br /&gt;
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Before I begin my elaborations, I would like to mention a few universal laws of Love:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;1. Law of Conservation of Love&lt;/b&gt; (Applicable to all the categories):&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;According to this Law, Love can neither be created nor be destroyed. It is present in all the places and at all times. It can only be focused from one person to another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Usage:&lt;/u&gt; This is useful to understand the importance and significance of love in one&#39;s life irrespective of the number of people involved.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;2. Law of Love singularity&lt;/b&gt; (applicable to only 2.b category):&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;At a given moment of time, a person can focus the majority of the Love only for one single other person. There may be incidence of multiple focus points but one can only focus the Love to a single other person whose intensity will be greater than all the others. In this situation, the person can be said to be in Love with that other person ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Usage&lt;/u&gt;: This law is used to resolve the issues of multiple love interests in one&#39;s life leading to chaos and conflicts and decision making.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;3. Law of Love Quantum&lt;/b&gt; (Applicable to all the categories):&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The quantity of Love and the ability of Loving others by oneself is directly proportionate to the amount of Love desired by one, in addition to the the amount of Love ever focused on the same person by others and was received consciously by the same.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Usage&lt;/u&gt;: This law is used to judge the behaviour of a person with regards to the person&#39;s compassion levels and needs of the person.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Main Article:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Please note that this article is on the Love of the type 2.b.&amp;nbsp;I would like to begin with the quote:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;&quot;Maybe … giving someone all your love&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;is never an assurance that they will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;love you back. Don&#39;t expect love in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;return; just wait for it to grow in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;their heart; but, if it doesn&#39;t, be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;content that it grew in yours.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This quote brings the most soothing of feelings for those, who faced many a situations where either they could not convey their love to the other person or the persons involved were not in congruence for the continuance of the relationship, the reason for which can be infinite. We are not going to focus on the reasons not for the continuance of the love!&lt;br /&gt;
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I hope you have gone through the laws mentioned above.&lt;br /&gt;
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When we are in love with a person, that moment we are focusing the majority of the love energy upon him/her (Law I). We invest time, attention, devotion, care and money for the same person in the same proportion. We try our best to improve, innovate and project the best of ourselves in the process. We change tracks as well as tune our day to day life to accommodate more time with the loved one.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alas, many a times the relationship breaks, shatters or diffuses. The reason can be infinite and scale from insignificant incompatibility traits to significant factors which could have caused huge problems in the future for the parties involved. The persons involved develop sadness and gloom. They wail and scream. They are shocked at this abrupt shattering of the dreams and the future, woven with the threads of companionship with the loved one. They blame the other person and back-talk, try to hurt, whom they loved. Sometimes they resort to the weapon of jealousy and imitation of false pretentious feelings and create discomfort for the other.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now, if we read the lovely quotation mentioned above, it dissolves and washes away all the stains and blemishes resulted from the breakage of the relationship. During the shock stage of the event, it is natural to be swayed with the erupted emotions. At the same time we shudder in sadness at the loss of the all the investment of time, attention, devotion, care, money and love. But Behold, the Love by its nature is indestructible and imperishable. If you disassociate the Love from the person upon whom earlier it was focused and nurture it in your heart, this Love will enable you to Love another person with better mindset, equipped with more reasoning and stability boosters. Love never dies. We just diminish its effect in our heart and focus on the feelings of anger, betrayal and sadness. If we diminish it to a critical extent, it convolves with suspicion and mistrust in future relations.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;The best way out of a broken relationship is a 3 step process:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
1. Work towards the disassociation of the Love energy with the person in question. And then focus and distribute the same to other aspects of your day to day life.&lt;br /&gt;
2. Conserve the positive and constructive values resulted from the relationship which includes the learning about inner self and your strengths and weaknesses which came to light during the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;
3. Just as one, who suffers from stage-fright, gains confidence after speaking in front of a crowd, in the same way this Lovely relationship, though broken now, if handled properly will enable you to establish future relationships with more maturity and confidence.&lt;br /&gt;
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I wish you all the very best.&lt;br /&gt;
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