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What is the difference between checking the piece online and coming to your store?""Madam, this is how we operate".............................................."Well, this one had a different configuration online""No way""Show me the website. I ll prove! X-("..</atom:summary><link>http://anuspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/03/univercell.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anuradha Iyenggar)</author><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19334182.post-6647656951477973967</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Feb 2009 17:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-21T04:52:07.557-08:00</atom:updated><title>The Doors of Perception</title><atom:summary>           Chanced upon this. It reflects my idea about an individual, more or less. Here it is..We live together, we act on, and react to, one another; but always and in all circumstances we are by ourselves. The martyrs go hand in hand into the arena; they are crucified alone. Embraced, the lovers desperately try to fuse their insulated ecstasies into a single self-transcendence; in vain. By </atom:summary><link>http://anuspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/02/doors-of-perception.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anuradha Iyenggar)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19334182.post-6665312611650434684</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Jan 2009 15:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-30T10:35:44.307-08:00</atom:updated><title>Timepass</title><atom:summary>During today's Legal Aspects of Business, all of us were in unusually crazy mood. And this is what happens when there is a synergy of craziness! :PQ : Put fundaes - Vays (name misspelt to maintain anonymity. LOL!!) borrows spectacles to look at babes in gen..Answers:BD: Vays uses spectacles when something spectacular happens!Abs: I don't understand.Sahi: He is blinded by love! Trying to see if </atom:summary><link>http://anuspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/01/timepass.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anuradha Iyenggar)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b26Z6TfzB3Y/SYM54CNL35I/AAAAAAAAAys/kK530gGjSPc/s72-c/DSC00013.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19334182.post-1900440205181335143</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Oct 2008 13:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-05T09:51:30.567-07:00</atom:updated><title>Fortune @ the bottom of the pyramid? Damn right, you are!!!</title><atom:summary>Ever been excited when you saw a scientific theory put into practice? Well, that's what I am feeling now! People keep quoting 'the fortune @ the bottom of the pyramid'. To me, it was yet another management funda, till today.Scene : An arbit short shopping trip with my mom at Tnagar.If you had noticed, there are many roadside shops near GRThangamaligai, that sell fruit bowls. Those shops have </atom:summary><link>http://anuspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/10/fortune-bottom-of-pyramid-damn-right.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anuradha Iyenggar)</author><thr:total>14</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19334182.post-2746713673909699232</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Sep 2008 21:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-13T14:40:07.923-07:00</atom:updated><title>Indifference</title><atom:summary>The revolting smell of my Good night vapouiser fills my nostrils and I come to my table to switch it off. I find my RSS reader refreshed - "Karol Bagh family loses 4 members to blasts". A second after I read it, my thoughts focus on how Goodnight vapouriser will affect my health in the long run.As long as my window of perception is restricted to (Me,x), every headline will be mere data to me./*</atom:summary><link>http://anuspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/indifference.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anuradha Iyenggar)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b26Z6TfzB3Y/SMwyAn_LvwI/AAAAAAAAAkY/YE2JN3cgXaU/s72-c/WoP.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19334182.post-8074506057833581171</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Jul 2008 06:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-08T01:44:49.796-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">analogy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">support</category><title>Defining support</title><atom:summary>I was trying to define 'support' today, when I hit upon this analogy.Carrying an umbrella; walking along and ensuring that I don't get wet - isn't my idea of support.Because, I know my destination and I have an umbrella. Verifying the path and bidding adieu. That's support.</atom:summary><link>http://anuspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/defining-support.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anuradha Iyenggar)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19334182.post-3191225458524462792</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2008 08:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-21T01:54:51.284-07:00</atom:updated><title>Temple trip</title><atom:summary>This is no serious spiritual documentation of the Kshetradanam experience. Instead, a fun trip where the destination happened to be temples, is how I consider it. Quite an interesting one, at that! :)It all started when the bored souls in the office decided to give a break to the monotonous boredom by sprucing it up with some spirituality. Err... I mean 4 of us, colleagues went to a temple trip. </atom:summary><link>http://anuspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/05/temple-trip.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anuradha Iyenggar)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/venkat.anu/SCvgQpBlP1I/AAAAAAAAADg/kbO6rR_Xob4/s72-c/13-05-08_1642.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19334182.post-7386308574698822226</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2008 06:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-19T23:35:42.896-07:00</atom:updated><title>Apocalyptica</title><atom:summary>Apocalyptica is one band that I like. There has not been one song of theirs that didn't catch my attention the very first time. And in cases where they play Metallica's track, I don't tend to associate the original track with Apocalyptica's. C'mon.. voice and cello are 2 different media!ApocalypticaOk.. I had to dish out this crap just for the heck-of it, coz I wanted to add this  widget to my </atom:summary><link>http://anuspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/05/apocalyptica.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anuradha Iyenggar)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19334182.post-8916277984666030721</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Mar 2008 10:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-30T23:48:02.755-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ilaiyaraja</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bangalore traffic</category><title>The maestro's music</title><atom:summary>I haven't posted for a long time due to lack of bloggable ideas. The monotonous nature of life doesn't give me ample opportunities to get excited at the drop of a hat. But there was this incident that happened 2 months back that I would like to post.I boarded a crowded bus from Marathahalli to Jayanagar at 8.00 p.m. The trip will easily take more than an hour. The commuters were junta who were </atom:summary><link>http://anuspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/03/maestros-music.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anuradha Iyenggar)</author><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19334182.post-8580249157401533621</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Sep 2007 13:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-12T06:23:57.576-07:00</atom:updated><title>Tagged</title><atom:summary>1. Pick out a scar you have, and explain how you got it.No scars.. just burns :D2. What does your phone look like?List your reasons to buy it?A rectangle in the normal view , a vertical bar in its side view, a horizontal bar in its top view.. (kelviyaa kekkare..chinna pulla thanamaa..) reasons: this was the best deal i cud get for the amt i cud spare then!3. What is on the walls of your bedroom?</atom:summary><link>http://anuspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/09/tagged.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anuradha Iyenggar)</author><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19334182.post-4788548022194460998</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Jun 2007 12:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-04T05:56:57.021-07:00</atom:updated><title>XYZ Hogatha</title><atom:summary>XYZ= An arbit place in BangaloreMe:XYZ Hogatha?Bus Driver (to Conductor) : XYZ Hogatha?Me: ???Me: XYZ Hogatha?Bus Driver : ABC Hogathu (or whatever Kannada equivalent it is)Me: ???Me: XYZ Hogatha?Bus Driver : *silence* *Vroom*Me : Grrrr...Me (to the conductor of 144A): XYZ Hogatha?Conductor of 144A : Illa. 64 Hogathu.Me (to the conductor of 64) : XYZ Hogatha?Conductor of 64 : Illa. 144A </atom:summary><link>http://anuspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/06/xyz-hogatha.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anuradha Iyenggar)</author><thr:total>26</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19334182.post-6993288341113324399</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 May 2007 07:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-14T01:11:59.648-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wish</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blessing</category><title>Blessings</title><atom:summary>It is a standard custom to prostrate before elders on auspicious days, functions, etc. But how many of them bless sincerely? Quite few, I d say. Also, the blessings are quite cliched. In many cases, those who bless, do not mean what they say! Why bless at all, in the first place?!It is the same with wishes. Standard situations do not imply that wishes ought to be standard too! The whole exercise </atom:summary><link>http://anuspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/05/blessings.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anuradha Iyenggar)</author><thr:total>15</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19334182.post-8750284555317127577</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Feb 2007 18:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-07T06:27:13.437-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">teeth</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dental</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">woes</category><title>Molars, Pre-molars, Post-molars.. Sigh!</title><atom:summary>&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;    &lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;I have read a poem by Ogden Nash and I distinctly remember this particular line: &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;   "Some tortures are physical and some are mental.     &lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;But the one that is both is dental." &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;     How true!   My teeth have never been anywhere near perfection;quality and quantity </atom:summary><link>http://anuspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/02/molars-pre-molars-post-molars-sigh.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anuradha Iyenggar)</author><thr:total>18</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19334182.post-7311950093274183371</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Feb 2007 11:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-21T03:42:05.283-08:00</atom:updated><title>Tagged.</title><atom:summary>1. Were you named after anyone?No one. But after my nakshatram.2. Do you wish on stars?No.3. When did you last cry?A week back.4. Do you like your handwriting?I used to. It must have changed now due to disuse.5. What is your favourite meat?Strict vegetarian.6. What is your most embarrassing CD on your shelf?None embarassing!7. If you were another person, would YOU be friends with you?Another </atom:summary><link>http://anuspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/02/tagged.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anuradha Iyenggar)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19334182.post-5559461509368574562</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Jan 2007 12:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-04T04:34:14.939-08:00</atom:updated><title>The CAT is out of the bag</title><atom:summary>I didn't clear the cut offs this year. Yet I couldn't digest this piece of info. This extract explains the selection criteria followed by IIM-A.Category-wise Short-listing Criteria and Number of Candidates called for Group Discussions and Personal InterviewsFrom the qualifying candidates meeting minimum cutoff requirement, the candidates were shortlistedon the following basis:1. General Category </atom:summary><link>http://anuspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/01/cat-is-out-of-bag_04.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anuradha Iyenggar)</author><thr:total>18</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19334182.post-116508277353496379</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Dec 2006 17:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-02T10:51:47.500-08:00</atom:updated><title>My tryst with insomnia</title><atom:summary>&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;It's been very long since I posted here. Not due to the lack of topics, coz life has been very eventful ever since I joined Infy. I d attribute it to plain laziness. But what prompted me to post now is the unusual occurrence that happened 3 days back.      I am well known in my family for my sleeping habits. I can sleep anywhere, at any time! In fact, </atom:summary><link>http://anuspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-tryst-with-insomnia_02.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anuradha Iyenggar)</author><thr:total>16</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19334182.post-114990969841509369</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Jun 2006 03:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-06-09T20:21:38.436-07:00</atom:updated><title>An experience @ AIR</title><atom:summary>I had been promising my paattu maami (music teacher) for a long time that I would enroll in the AIR music competetions. A few days back,I decided to fulfill the promise. I forced my lazy self to board the bus at Panagal Park and reach the AIR building.On entering, I found that Air still retained the old world charm! I had to sign in the register before I was allowed to enter the main building. It</atom:summary><link>http://anuspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/06/experience-air.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anuradha Iyenggar)</author><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19334182.post-114685347280348459</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 May 2006 18:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-05-06T00:32:20.056-07:00</atom:updated><title>"Beauty is Truth; Truth beauty" ???</title><atom:summary>Every baby looks good to all of us. How can it transform into an ugly being when it grows up? The Ugly Duckling theory seems to be reversed! Alright. What makes a person look good or bad? The model-like look seems to be the scale for comparison.The more one resembles some arbit model, the better he/she looks are! Models ought to look good because its their profession. Unless that’s the career </atom:summary><link>http://anuspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/05/beauty-is-truth-truth-beauty.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anuradha Iyenggar)</author><thr:total>22</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19334182.post-114465666426466547</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Apr 2006 07:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-04-12T06:39:02.983-07:00</atom:updated><title>And miles to go before I sleep- No thanks!</title><atom:summary>Prologue: It is quite understandable that the 'reforms' that happen in Chennai now are targeted at the gullible electorate. But I say, 'THERE IS A LIMIT TO NONSENSE!'Chapter 1The protagonist (yeah.. no high hopes. That's me) decided to invest in a decent two-wheeler after analysis and to her joy, her parents found the argument quite logical and the investment, worthy. The family as a whole zeroed</atom:summary><link>http://anuspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/04/and-miles-to-go-before-i-sleep-no.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anuradha Iyenggar)</author><thr:total>14</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19334182.post-114338780385691364</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Mar 2006 15:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-03-26T07:43:25.103-08:00</atom:updated><title>So(naya) trick</title><atom:summary>I happened to draw this 2 days back. I initially thought the "Office of profit hungama boomeranged" and that Congress started this affair in haste. This cartoon was drawn when I was under this impression. But now, it is turning out to be an altogether different story. It's course remains to be seen!</atom:summary><link>http://anuspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/03/sonaya-trick.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anuradha Iyenggar)</author><thr:total>29</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19334182.post-114304770645169585</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Mar 2006 16:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-03-23T04:34:20.246-08:00</atom:updated><title>Treasure Hunt that never was</title><atom:summary>My acads (UG) are nearing an end and the most common word that I get to hear these days is "Farewell". It brings back memories of the one, we gave our seniors. Harini and I decided to conduct a "Treasure Hunt" for them. It was a milestone in the history of our college! The idea sounded very novel to us. We informed our seniors about the plan and to our surprise, many agreed to participate. This </atom:summary><link>http://anuspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/03/treasure-hunt-that-never-was.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anuradha Iyenggar)</author><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19334182.post-114165815754777721</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Mar 2006 15:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-03-06T07:41:48.736-08:00</atom:updated><title>The change???</title><atom:summary>I am tagged again. Supreema wants me to write on "How I can change the soceity for the better". She had elaborated on how trivial actions may hopefully trigger positive changes. Its the concept of "Kaizen"(continuous changes of small magnitude) as I see.My view point:One cannot enforce changes overnight and find the world has changed the way you want it to, the next day one wakes up. One can </atom:summary><link>http://anuspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/03/change.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anuradha Iyenggar)</author><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19334182.post-114007911920048789</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Feb 2006 08:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-02-16T00:38:39.220-08:00</atom:updated><title>Individuals and not guys/gals</title><atom:summary>Blame it on the evolution process, men and women are 'blessed' with varying skills in varying degrees. But the soceity has morphed into one that respects the inherent skills of men alone. Those of women are considered inferior and implies women are inferior. Similarly, a set of characteristics are assigned to the menfolk. Those who divert from the set norms are considered with distaste.All girls </atom:summary><link>http://anuspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/02/individuals-and-not-guysgals.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anuradha Iyenggar)</author><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19334182.post-114007736738868619</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Feb 2006 07:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-02-16T00:17:09.070-08:00</atom:updated><title>Helmets and the vicious circle</title><atom:summary>The abnormal levels of pollution levels in Chennai coupled with parent's concern, do sometimes force me into using helmets while driving. But as a policy, I am dead against helmet usage. The safety factor is there, but it somehow steals the fun one gets in driving a vehicle. What more could be satisfying than riding your own vehicle all alone at a good speed (one's own discretion) with the cool </atom:summary><link>http://anuspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/02/helmets-and-vicious-circle.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anuradha Iyenggar)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19334182.post-113881550210066161</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Feb 2006 17:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-02-03T05:49:12.110-08:00</atom:updated><title>A week of Oor suthifyin....Part I</title><atom:summary>All the roads lead to Saarang.... How true! This year, I made it a point to exploit Saarang, as its my last year as a college student (PG not considered as of now..)The first day, I deliberately forced myself to participate in Carnatic music, practice or no practice. Just giving it a shot (with the 'Sorry audience! you gotta put up with my voice.. I offer no other alternative...' mentality ) Well</atom:summary><link>http://anuspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/02/week-of-oor-suthifyinpart-i.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anuradha Iyenggar)</author><thr:total>7</thr:total></item></channel></rss>

