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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181970</id><updated>2012-04-26T05:39:05.418+05:30</updated><category term="video" /><category term="IIPM" /><category term="Varun" /><title type="text">The Unknown Indian</title><subtitle type="html">The blog about arbitrary things that catch my attention.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25" /><author><name>Deepak Shenoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209677935830502120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/albums/chik/normal_DSC01465.JPG" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>141</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheUnknownIndian" /><feedburner:info uri="theunknownindian" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181970.post-4427895651614902943</id><published>2010-01-07T05:46:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-07T05:49:52.301+05:30</updated><title type="text">George Carlin: Religion is Bullshit</title><content type="html">&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MeSSwKffj9o&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MeSSwKffj9o&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny as hell, even if there isn't one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5181970-4427895651614902943?l=theunknownindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/feeds/4427895651614902943/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5181970&amp;postID=4427895651614902943" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/4427895651614902943" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/4427895651614902943" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheUnknownIndian/~3/51DUGpqdHUY/george-carlin-religion-is-bullshit.html" title="George Carlin: Religion is Bullshit" /><author><name>Deepak Shenoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209677935830502120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/albums/chik/normal_DSC01465.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/2010/01/george-carlin-religion-is-bullshit.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181970.post-5580579894712665475</id><published>2008-12-01T18:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T20:04:39.843+05:30</updated><title type="text">R.I.P. Tanta</title><content type="html">Doris Dungey, or "Tanta" of &lt;a href="http://www.calculatedrisk.blogspot.com"&gt;Calculated Risk&lt;/a&gt; fame, passed away on Sunday in Columbus, Ohio. She died of ovarian cancer, aged 47.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanta's posts educated me about the U.S. mortgage market, and &lt;a href="http://calculatedrisk.blogspot.com/2007/07/compleat-ubernerd.html"&gt;her "Ubernerd" posts&lt;/a&gt; have been phenomenal. She was a remarkable teacher, and she's inspired people all over the world, me included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is indeed a sad day. Rest in Peace, Tanta. You will live on, in our hearts. Truly, today, we are all subprime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5181970-5580579894712665475?l=theunknownindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/feeds/5580579894712665475/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5181970&amp;postID=5580579894712665475" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/5580579894712665475" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/5580579894712665475" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheUnknownIndian/~3/I8wMbmlIjuU/rip-tanta.html" title="R.I.P. Tanta" /><author><name>Deepak Shenoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209677935830502120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/albums/chik/normal_DSC01465.JPG" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/2008/12/rip-tanta.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181970.post-5583631321238774113</id><published>2008-11-30T11:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-30T12:02:00.499+05:30</updated><title type="text">LeT headquarters found!</title><content type="html">I found the headquarters of the Lashkar-e-Toiba! It's here, &lt;a href="http://www.wikimapia.org/#lat=35.4889175&amp;lon=73.8579243&amp;z=18&amp;l=0&amp;m=a"&gt;as per wikimapia&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cwHfePkadc4/STIsiCbIeQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Xs4lY_8lhiw/s1600-h/LetImage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cwHfePkadc4/STIsiCbIeQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Xs4lY_8lhiw/s400/LetImage1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274327076882118914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that, &lt;a href="http://www.wikimapia.org/#lat=35.4889175&amp;lon=73.8579243&amp;z=7&amp;l=0&amp;m=a"&gt;on a bigger scale&lt;/a&gt;, is here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cwHfePkadc4/STIsiHGg7OI/AAAAAAAAAIM/lfYiK4mbmGk/s1600-h/LetImage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cwHfePkadc4/STIsiHGg7OI/AAAAAAAAAIM/lfYiK4mbmGk/s400/LetImage2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274327078137818338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just kidding. But our army must have better resolution, no? There's a runway close by, a hospital that looks like a camp and all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5181970-5583631321238774113?l=theunknownindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/feeds/5583631321238774113/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5181970&amp;postID=5583631321238774113" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/5583631321238774113" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/5583631321238774113" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheUnknownIndian/~3/2xNc41qW3DI/let-headquarters-found.html" title="LeT headquarters found!" /><author><name>Deepak Shenoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209677935830502120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/albums/chik/normal_DSC01465.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cwHfePkadc4/STIsiCbIeQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Xs4lY_8lhiw/s72-c/LetImage1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/2008/11/let-headquarters-found.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181970.post-1517261876687493019</id><published>2007-11-20T21:33:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-20T21:34:24.776+05:30</updated><title type="text">Pakistan meets India much to Mushy's chagrin</title><content type="html">Or so this video will reveal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G8MeU3Vnwz4&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G8MeU3Vnwz4&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5181970-1517261876687493019?l=theunknownindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/feeds/1517261876687493019/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5181970&amp;postID=1517261876687493019" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/1517261876687493019" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/1517261876687493019" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheUnknownIndian/~3/hM1Dgbxbed0/pakistan-meets-india-much-to-mushys.html" title="Pakistan meets India much to Mushy's chagrin" /><author><name>Deepak Shenoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209677935830502120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/albums/chik/normal_DSC01465.JPG" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/2007/11/pakistan-meets-india-much-to-mushys.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181970.post-8177690329867708233</id><published>2007-11-10T12:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-10T13:03:32.725+05:30</updated><title type="text">Al Gore, Cows and the Environment</title><content type="html">Stephen Dubner at the Freakonomics Blog &lt;a href="http://freakonomics.blogs.nytimes.com/2007/11/05/environmentalism-run-amok/"&gt;wonders&lt;/a&gt; about the irony of an email he gets:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An e-mail just turned up in my in-box. It was clearly selling something, and the text ended with the following thoughtful note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Please consider the environment — do you really need to print this e-mail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what, you ask, was the e-mail selling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Private jet travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny part are the following comments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. Hilariously hypocritical. Like Al Gore grilling up a juicy steak before his recent interview with Rolling Stone Magazine on global warming. (Methane from cows being one of the leading green house gases)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;— Posted by Jason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8.“(Methane from cows being one of the leading green house gases)”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, what IS the leading greenhouse gas of the day? because i’ve heard all sorts of things including concrete plants and cars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;— Posted by erg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9. Leave the cows alone. What is the largest producer of methane gas in the world today? Sorry for spoiling the day for you vegan Central Park conservationists, but it’s plants and trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;— Posted by Ralph J&lt;br /&gt;#10. The leading greehouse gas of the day is, believe it or not, water vapor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;— Posted by Ralph J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#14. The leading greenhouse gas of the day is, believe it or not, Barry Manilow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;— Posted by Tom Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#16. Tom, that is spurious and you know it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;— Posted by Barry Manilow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#21. I hear Al Gore inhales oxygen, and guess what he exhales: carbon dioxide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a hypocrite…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;— Posted by JT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm back. Sort of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5181970-8177690329867708233?l=theunknownindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/feeds/8177690329867708233/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5181970&amp;postID=8177690329867708233" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/8177690329867708233" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/8177690329867708233" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheUnknownIndian/~3/_atT5vwQ7OA/al-gore-cows-and-environment.html" title="Al Gore, Cows and the Environment" /><author><name>Deepak Shenoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209677935830502120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/albums/chik/normal_DSC01465.JPG" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/2007/11/al-gore-cows-and-environment.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181970.post-4237684203321872798</id><published>2007-02-18T13:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-18T13:55:41.436+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Varun" /><title type="text">It's a boy!</title><content type="html">Sunila and I are proud and extremely happy to announce the arrival of our son on 14th Feb 2007. He weighed 2.96 kgs and was born at 3:13 PM. He took one look at the world and asked, in a vigorously loud manner , to be put right back in - and for some reason, the doctors were very happy he was screaming. Crying is good, they said. I cannot understand what medicine does to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's adorable. We're going to name him &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Varun. Varun Shenoy.&lt;/span&gt; He was born on Valentine's day, which means he's going to have to spend his birthday GIVING out gifts rather than getting them, unless he becomes a handsome hunk (like me). He's already quite a looker:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/thumbnails.php?album=8"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/albums/BabyWeek1/Looking_at_the_camera.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Click on it - you'll see more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm a dad now. These are exciting times for us; and I'm so happy I cannot describe it in words. One thing I do know: I was with Sunila through labour and during delivery - if anyone says men are the superior sex, I will slap them right across the face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're back home now, after three days in the hospital, and I'm already changing nappies like a professional. Everything else in my life can wait; this is the most wonderful thing that has happened to me, and my top 3 priorities are family, family and yes, family. Life is beautiful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5181970-4237684203321872798?l=theunknownindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/feeds/4237684203321872798/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5181970&amp;postID=4237684203321872798" title="17 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/4237684203321872798" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/4237684203321872798" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheUnknownIndian/~3/LFepMCzmMVk/its-boy.html" title="It's a boy!" /><author><name>Deepak Shenoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209677935830502120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/albums/chik/normal_DSC01465.JPG" /></author><thr:total>17</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-boy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181970.post-4058256411487281113</id><published>2007-01-24T14:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-29T14:16:40.583+05:30</updated><title type="text">Tagged in the back</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://chailey1418.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chailey1418&lt;/a&gt; has &lt;a href="http://chailey1418.blogspot.com/2007/01/chain-blogging.html"&gt;tagged&lt;/a&gt; me. The idea is to write five things about yourself and pass the buck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the bloggers equivalent of Multi-Level Marketing,the Tupperware and Amway of blogging. You pay in the form of having to write a full blog entry about this stuff, and revealing your deep dark inner secrets, actually believing that somebody will give a damn. Either that or its so funny they'll read it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're expecting a fantastic revelation of how I conquered the Amazon basin and the lower congo in one day, this is not the place for you. Or if you wanted to hear about when I had a lump in my throat watching a young sheep die from overgrazing or whatever it is they die of, this is not the place for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I had shaved my eyebrows when I was a kid. I wanted to be Mr. Spock. So I was ass-whupped by the senior authorities at home and had to put kaajal where the hair hitherto resided. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) My dad's surname was Murthy and his father was a Rao. Don't ask, I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I started Agni Software in 1998, with a few friends. I was 23, just a year or so out of college, clueless and penniless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I was "most talented outgoing student" at KREC, Surathkal in '96.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) My wife and I found each other online, on a freak post at 2 AM on a web portal. Thank goodness for the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.madmanweb.com/"&gt;MadMan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://prabhukrish.net/"&gt;Prabhu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Gautam&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://supermaneesh.blogspot.com/"&gt;SuperManeesh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://indiauncut.blogspot.com"&gt;Amit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5181970-4058256411487281113?l=theunknownindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/feeds/4058256411487281113/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5181970&amp;postID=4058256411487281113" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/4058256411487281113" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/4058256411487281113" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheUnknownIndian/~3/_fUS94Dgx9I/tagged-in-back.html" title="Tagged in the back" /><author><name>Deepak Shenoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209677935830502120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/albums/chik/normal_DSC01465.JPG" /></author><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/2007/01/tagged-in-back.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181970.post-8927910230939956958</id><published>2007-01-19T16:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-19T21:04:40.177+05:30</updated><title type="text">The Shilpa Shetty Chronicles</title><content type="html">So Shilpa Shetty is facing the heat, locked in a house for days with some other people. If you're locked in a frikking house for days with cameras all around you, you're bound to lose a few brain cells here and there, which is why some of the people in question got really aggro with Shetty; if you notice the behaviour of caged animals you might find they throw regular taunts at their neighbours, though you may not be qualified to understand the language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lost brain cells, however, are not only a feature of the occupants of the Big Brother mansion or whatever it is they call it. (Zoo would be better, but that's my opinion). TV viewers all over the world went frikking nuts because Shilpa cried on TV saying "Why does everyone hate me", with tons of them screaming "racism", "white supremacist bastards" and all that crap. Germaine Greer seems to have reduced cranial activity too, &lt;a href="http://media.guardian.co.uk/site/story/0,,1992029,00.html"&gt;calling Shilpa a "tamil"&lt;/a&gt; which any Shetty worth her name would totally say "ijji" to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in India, there are dharnas, processions and such. India loves protests and activism, for no apparent reason, and to no obvious end. Heck, we have a "traffic alert" today, on some people protesting the hanging of Saddam Hussein too. Wow. These guys must have one heckuva calendar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 AM : Protest hanging of Saddam Hussein&lt;br /&gt;11 AM : Throw stones at people catching stray dogs&lt;br /&gt;12 noon : Lunch + Agitation against highly priced vada sambar, goddamit.&lt;br /&gt;1 PM : Join Relay Hunger Strike against company occupying farmers land. Note carefully that next time, at least find out name of company and not wear its T-Shirt.&lt;br /&gt;3 PM : It's too hot, mate. Pass the hunger strike baton to the next person ("relay" hunger strike) and get a quick dosa+chai down&lt;br /&gt;5 PM : Road march campaign against racism, carrying Shilpa Shetty Posters. Negotiate with leader and obtain miniskirt poster for taking home. Rakhi Sawant is now getting stale.&lt;br /&gt;5:30 PM: Ask for the death penalty for racists. Oh, wait. That is "rapists". Not till tomorrow morning, 8 AM.&lt;br /&gt;6 PM : Threaten to self-immolate. Search for reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such is life, I guess, in a very boring sort of way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone also mentioned this Shilpa Shetty episode in the UK Parliament, and all the suited politicians decided that racism was a bad thing. Then the official stenographer said, "what, obviousness struck you on the forehead just now? And what about Iraq, you numbskulls?" and in response, got fired for being racist. Because forehead pointed to "Indians" because they put bindis on them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5181970-8927910230939956958?l=theunknownindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/feeds/8927910230939956958/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5181970&amp;postID=8927910230939956958" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/8927910230939956958" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/8927910230939956958" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheUnknownIndian/~3/yB6hEP2x37Y/shilpa-shetty-chronicles.html" title="The Shilpa Shetty Chronicles" /><author><name>Deepak Shenoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209677935830502120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/albums/chik/normal_DSC01465.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/2007/01/shilpa-shetty-chronicles.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181970.post-4481827700398600374</id><published>2007-01-18T16:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-18T16:58:19.866+05:30</updated><title type="text">Kill all the stray dogs</title><content type="html">I'm incensed that stray dogs have &lt;a href="http://www.hindu.com/2007/01/06/stories/2007010623720300.htm"&gt;killed a child&lt;/a&gt; in Bangalore. A pack of 15 dogs attacked and killed an 8 year old girl on Jan 5. An in Chandigarh, a 55 year old man was &lt;a href="http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/Cities/Chandigarh/Canine_scare_as_stray_dogs_eat_man/articleshow/1068072.cms"&gt;killed by strays&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stray dogs are dogs without owners, who hang out on the streets like they frikking own them, and were always very violent towards other occupants of the road. They've attacked cyclists and motorbikes all the time. They are stupid enough to try to attack my car too (In response, I've unsuccessfuly attempted to run them over) But when they attack people and will KILL them, it's far beyond time to take action. It's time to wield arms and kill the bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh there are animal lover organisations that don't like it one little bit. How can you kill dogs, they say. They're so lovable! Well, so are rats. Rats don't even bite you so much. I don't see no animal organisation asking people not to kill rats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also say that we don't own the frikking streets, we should share them with dogs. How about leopards? Just yesterday Mr. Spots &lt;a href="http://www.nashik.co.in/news-58-LeopardcaughtinNashikdistrict.html"&gt;appeared&lt;/a&gt; in the streets of Nasik and caught. I don't see animal organisations screaming about why we shouldn't be sharing our roads with leopards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I hear you say? Leopards are WILD animals. Well so are stray dogs. In fact all dogs are wild - what makes them tame is only the fact that they have an owner who has the responsibility of keeping the dog from biting or killing someone. Stray dogs have no owner, so they're as wild as any other animal  - in fact, any dog which joins a pack becomes ferocious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The touted cure is to sterilize. Sterilization does not help. It's the fear that is the problem. Does a dog come with a big sign on it's frikking forehead saying "I have no testicles"? So how do you know a dog is sterile? And who's to say there isn't a chance a sterile animal won't be a grumpy bastard and attack a defenceless child anyways? Are you willing to let your children on the streets with this kind of fear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stray dogs cause far more damage to the environment than people think. A &lt;a href="http://www.newindpress.com/sunday/sundayitems.asp?id=SED20070112064517&amp;eTitle=Issues&amp;amp;rLink=0"&gt;Indian express&lt;/a&gt; mentions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Stray dogs are incredibly damaging to wildlife, killing untold numbers of monitor lizards, birds, snakes, and other wild creatures. No discerning environmentalist would want to trade our dwindling wildlife for a world of free-ranging feral domestic animals.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read this article - it gives some amazing perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ald kill the goddamn stray dogs. All of them. Round them up and give them poisoned injections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone objects, put the dogs inside their house. Or, if you have the money, drive the dogs into the forest and throw them in there.  If the activists can't take care of them, the dogs should just die. Why should our children suffer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, we may be able to do this in a slightly different way. &lt;a href="http://news.scotsman.com/topics.cfm?tid=101&amp;amp;id=2344752005"&gt;By using squirrels&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5181970-4481827700398600374?l=theunknownindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/feeds/4481827700398600374/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5181970&amp;postID=4481827700398600374" title="14 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/4481827700398600374" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/4481827700398600374" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheUnknownIndian/~3/qKbaEfpUBv8/kill-all-stray-dogs.html" title="Kill all the stray dogs" /><author><name>Deepak Shenoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209677935830502120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/albums/chik/normal_DSC01465.JPG" /></author><thr:total>14</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/2007/01/kill-all-stray-dogs.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181970.post-7678006137564760915</id><published>2007-01-17T16:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-17T17:54:27.660+05:30</updated><title type="text">What religion is your....</title><content type="html">Time and time again, the question has really baffled everyone: Are your private parts religious? "Krish" seems to think &lt;a href="http://www2.blogger.com/%20http://krishworld.com/politics/krish/society/new-indian-trend-religious-atheists/"&gt;they might be&lt;/a&gt;, that you can have a religious dick. I am sincerely perturbed by this major rant which sounds more like, as they say in a language I know, "the man has a fly jumping around in his butt".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically Krish says : An atheist = no religion. Not just no god, but no religion also. Okay? I can see you're with me till now which is pretty good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, he says, the "blog kiddies" who he does not name but knows really well, are masquerading as atheists and in their lair, practicing black magic and voodoo, which are essentially religion, and therefore they cannot be atheists. Actually he did not say that, but it seems to sound better. That's how gossip starts, and man if you don't like religion, you don't want me starting about gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Krish is irked, peeved or otherwise majorly irritated by bloggers who rise up in arms against Christianity and Islam, and in the process, target the posterior of members of the aforementioned religions. ("kick the butt of Muslims and Christians") Specifically, those that claim Hinduism is the atheist way of life; and therefore hate everyone else of other religions. Indulging in such religion based hatred, he seems to say, is counterproductive to the atheist tag, a statement I cannot find fault with. If you takes the Hindu high road and propogates the anti-Islam or anti-Christian dogma, you are not an atheist no matter how many times you imprint it on your forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to protest the irrationalities of particular religions is fair game. I can protest against the Hindu Caste System, the Muslim Burqua, the Christian fear-of-embryonic-stem-cells and still retain the atheistic bent of mind. But if you equate my stand against certain religious beliefs as coming from someone who was born to a Hindu family and thus is biased against all other religions, I would ask you what you are smoking, mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and to please give me some of it because this religion business is giving me a headache)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Krish ends with "The moment religion enters your thought process, you cease to have any rational thinking." This is as stupid-ass as it gets because 1) his post is about religion so if this statement is true, the whole post is irrational, and 2) atheists are not necessarily rational, they are just atheists, gawddammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would have just been another random post in the random world of blogs. But I wanted to write because the image of a "religious dick" was just hilarious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5181970-7678006137564760915?l=theunknownindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/feeds/7678006137564760915/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5181970&amp;postID=7678006137564760915" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/7678006137564760915" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/7678006137564760915" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheUnknownIndian/~3/-6SQaabvyUA/what-religion-is-your.html" title="What religion is your...." /><author><name>Deepak Shenoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209677935830502120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/albums/chik/normal_DSC01465.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-religion-is-your.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181970.post-8220767007484380003</id><published>2007-01-04T21:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-04T21:35:16.357+05:30</updated><title type="text">You know there is a real estate bubble when...</title><content type="html">...you see something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cwHfePkadc4/RZ0lKIuzfQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Nuw4rL8Ty5g/s1600-h/img_0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cwHfePkadc4/RZ0lKIuzfQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Nuw4rL8Ty5g/s320/img_0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016206416033316098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When chai wallas are trying to sell property, it's a bubble. "One by two tea please. And do you have any houses less than 40 lakhs?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5181970-8220767007484380003?l=theunknownindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/feeds/8220767007484380003/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5181970&amp;postID=8220767007484380003" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/8220767007484380003" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/8220767007484380003" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheUnknownIndian/~3/KJ1CTflLRuo/you-know-there-is-real-estate-bubble.html" title="You know there is a real estate bubble when..." /><author><name>Deepak Shenoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209677935830502120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/albums/chik/normal_DSC01465.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cwHfePkadc4/RZ0lKIuzfQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Nuw4rL8Ty5g/s72-c/img_0012.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/2007/01/you-know-there-is-real-estate-bubble.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181970.post-3933881890243920259</id><published>2006-12-27T13:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-27T14:09:26.890+05:30</updated><title type="text">The dowry turnaround story</title><content type="html">Turns out that the dowry problem has reared its ugly head again. This time, Mr. Selvam, the demander of the dowry in question, &lt;a href="http://www.deccanherald.com/deccanherald/dec222006/city123720061222.asp"&gt;hanged himself&lt;/a&gt; because his wife didn't get the money pronto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darwin's theory in action. Can we now have all the terrorists do this too, i.e. hang themselves? I'll pay for the rope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5181970-3933881890243920259?l=theunknownindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/feeds/3933881890243920259/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5181970&amp;postID=3933881890243920259" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/3933881890243920259" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/3933881890243920259" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheUnknownIndian/~3/p5c1YFV1H3k/dowry-turnaround-story.html" title="The dowry turnaround story" /><author><name>Deepak Shenoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209677935830502120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/albums/chik/normal_DSC01465.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/2006/12/dowry-turnaround-story.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181970.post-6661524307547420229</id><published>2006-12-21T11:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-21T12:58:44.146+05:30</updated><title type="text">Gender test</title><content type="html">"&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/south_asia/6188775.stm"&gt;Indian Athlete fails Gender Test&lt;/a&gt;", screams the headlines. Santhi Soundarajan won a silver medal at Doha and them promptly failed a gender test, so they took back her (?) medal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is something I do not quite get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the holy F is a gender test? Do they look inside your pant(ie)s for a visual obstruction? Or your chest for a couple of speed breakers? (Maybe that's why fat men are not athletes) Do they do the touchy-feely thing from the outside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or do they make you take online tests like &lt;a href="http://cydathria.com/cgi-bin/SurveyShow.pl?script=gat&amp;page=/ms_donna/ga_test.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Which of the following most accurately describes you?&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;input name="s1-q1" value="5" type="radio"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I'm a real man.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;input name="s1-q1" value="3" type="radio"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I'm a real woman.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;input name="s1-q1" value="1" type="radio"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I'm not a real man or a real woman, but I'd like to be.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;input name="s1-q1" value="0" type="radio"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;None of the above. I'm something else entirely.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you click "C" or "D" they take back your medal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The test statements say that Ms. S.S. "does not possess the sexual characteristics of a woman". If they got that from looking at a picture I will honestly say that this may apply to a lot of women in certain engineering colleges. We used to have a sexist joke in my college:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did Ethiopia get the drought and KREC get the girl's block? (the ladies hostel that is)&lt;br /&gt;Because Ethiopia had the first choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, not quite politically correct, so what. But I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The medical team that did this "gender test" consists of "a gynecologist, endocrinologist, psychologist and internal medicine specialist", it &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20061218/ap_on_sp_ot/run_failed_gender_test"&gt;seems&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gynecologist, okay.&lt;br /&gt;Endocrinologist, a complicated designation, but still okay.&lt;br /&gt;Internal medicine specialist, uhmm. I think they invented that term yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a psychologist doing there? Testing if she had the mental make up of a woman? If anyone knows anything about women they will know that there is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no standard mental make up of a woman&lt;/span&gt;. From chaos theory, the rule goes that you can never predict what will offend, excite, impress or otherwise affect any given woman at any given point in time, because of the butterfly effect, not necessarily in your stomach. Even if you are a woman. Even if you are THE woman in question, which is why endless phone discussions are about "I don't know why I was feeling that way".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is any recognition of this rule, chances are quite high that S.S. was, at that point, acting like a man, because she is a woman and can hormonally act any which way she pleases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if they told me she went through a a simple chromosome test to find out if she's got XX or XY, that would be fine. Yet, they will choose psychologists to determine if a (tired) athlete is a woman, and that too, in an Arab country. Surprisingly stupid, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Theory: &lt;/span&gt;Maybe one of them tried to touch something they shouldn't have touched, and the penalty for that is that they cut your hands off, so it was probably better to decide she wasn't a woman in the first place. And to argue their case, we present Mr. Ram Jethmalani who says that she challenged their manhood, so they challenged her womanhood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5181970-6661524307547420229?l=theunknownindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/feeds/6661524307547420229/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5181970&amp;postID=6661524307547420229" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/6661524307547420229" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/6661524307547420229" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheUnknownIndian/~3/6X49MAfz87k/gender-test.html" title="Gender test" /><author><name>Deepak Shenoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209677935830502120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/albums/chik/normal_DSC01465.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/2006/12/gender-test.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181970.post-9004049971054321404</id><published>2006-12-20T16:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-20T17:07:32.443+05:30</updated><title type="text">Ooh, it's started.</title><content type="html">So I mentioned earlier that IIPM's trying to &lt;a href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/2006/11/iipm-is-trying-to-use-wikipedia-for.html"&gt;use Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt; for marketing. A "Mrinal" had suddenly appeared on the scene, threatening to remove any elements that don't reflect IIPM's vast superiority over mere mortal business schools. Out of the blue, Mr. Mrinal, who does not log on to Wikipedia but names himself, ostensibly so that anyone can call himself/herself "Mrinal", had set a deadline - the Wikipedia page would be changed without mercy on December 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the Delhi sealing held him up, but Mrinal is back now. And changing &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Indian_Institute_of_Planning_and_Management"&gt;the IIPM page&lt;/a&gt; furiously because, let's face it, this is the #3 link when you search for "IIPM".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The talk page has his war cry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hi Makrand, I accept what you and Deepak are saying. I think that if we believe in freedom of expression without benchmarking it with others, then just the three of us can keep having a debate forever. But I appreciate your and Deepak's inputs. So I'll start making changes from this week onwards. If you don't like it, do please revert them. And if I don't like your reverts, I'll revert the same back. Let's go on doing that till we reach a negotiated conclusion (or one of us blinks first :-)). Best wishes, Take care, and let the reverts begin :-)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's now made massive changes, removing all elements of the controversy. And when I revert, stating this is not acceptable, he goes and does it again. Three times today, already and probably starting a major revert war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to let them get away with this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5181970-9004049971054321404?l=theunknownindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/feeds/9004049971054321404/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5181970&amp;postID=9004049971054321404" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/9004049971054321404" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/9004049971054321404" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheUnknownIndian/~3/-3zf7gW7ACc/ooh-its-started.html" title="Ooh, it's started." /><author><name>Deepak Shenoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209677935830502120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/albums/chik/normal_DSC01465.JPG" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/2006/12/ooh-its-started.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181970.post-3520532545187988304</id><published>2006-12-15T22:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-15T22:09:02.794+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="IIPM" /><title type="text">IIPM on two months notice</title><content type="html">Yes, beating this silly institution to death, but it seems that my earlier &lt;a href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/2006/11/iipms-delhi-premises-sealed.html"&gt;report&lt;/a&gt; that IIPM's premises was sealed has an addendum. It has been given &lt;a href="http://www.hindu.com/2006/11/17/stories/2006111717161600.htm"&gt;two month's notice&lt;/a&gt; to "vacate its premises". And they've said they'll leave in two weeks, which, if I get the dates right, would have been December 1 or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if they haven't yet left, they have till January 17, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To recap, their premises was on land leased out from a welfare society in a non-commercial area and the courts ordered this office sealed on November 15, 2006.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5181970-3520532545187988304?l=theunknownindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/feeds/3520532545187988304/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5181970&amp;postID=3520532545187988304" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/3520532545187988304" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/3520532545187988304" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheUnknownIndian/~3/XFskNdSmHyk/iipm-on-two-months-notice.html" title="IIPM on two months notice" /><author><name>Deepak Shenoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209677935830502120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/albums/chik/normal_DSC01465.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/2006/12/iipm-on-two-months-notice.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181970.post-9067312896949725158</id><published>2006-12-08T23:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-08T23:21:58.112+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="video" /><title type="text">A totally insufficient dowry</title><content type="html">&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VBfdZHksr9Q"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VBfdZHksr9Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is rip-roaringly funny. Rolling on the floor funny. (And yes, I've been youtubed)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5181970-9067312896949725158?l=theunknownindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/feeds/9067312896949725158/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5181970&amp;postID=9067312896949725158" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/9067312896949725158" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/9067312896949725158" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheUnknownIndian/~3/_-a1XJ_FPjo/totally-insufficient-dowry.html" title="A totally insufficient dowry" /><author><name>Deepak Shenoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209677935830502120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/albums/chik/normal_DSC01465.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/2006/12/totally-insufficient-dowry.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181970.post-116541376082386728</id><published>2006-12-06T19:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-06T19:32:40.840+05:30</updated><title type="text">Torn. Fascinatingly Torn.</title><content type="html">&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F5PgxjYJzZY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F5PgxjYJzZY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant. I can imagine how much newsreaders on TV would like to do this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5181970-116541376082386728?l=theunknownindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/feeds/116541376082386728/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5181970&amp;postID=116541376082386728" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/116541376082386728" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/116541376082386728" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheUnknownIndian/~3/ijYd_sJHTqU/torn-fascinatingly-torn.html" title="Torn. Fascinatingly Torn." /><author><name>Deepak Shenoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209677935830502120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/albums/chik/normal_DSC01465.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/2006/12/torn-fascinatingly-torn.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181970.post-116494216201581641</id><published>2006-12-01T08:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-01T08:32:42.033+05:30</updated><title type="text">Insane winters</title><content type="html">Why is it so frikking cold in Bangalore? I woke up at 6:30 and practically froze my neenies. This from a 90 kg individual who has survived, among other things, Norway. The problem with Bangalore right now is the daily range: my body is totally flummoxed. It's so hot in the day I need the A/C on full blast in the office. In the night, when it's time for our daily midnight walk, i can walk with a milk bottle (not that I do) and end up with ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this whole global warming thing? I think it's happening. (Duh) When people are working it's frikking hot. And when they're asleep, hell freezes over. For it's supposed to be frozen over, just that all those working people have made it a furnace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I have to stop and think if I want a furnace or a freezer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want one of the above. Either stay a furnace or a freezer. Don't f*** me up with both, at different times of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you (Mr. Weather) behave like this when my baby arrives, I swear I will shut you up with enough heating and cooling equipment to make the devil lust. Equipment which, I've suddenly realised, is not going to be available in this city that has always had a temperature regulator named "Nature". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has, I think, left the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're still with me, watch this completely out-of-context video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6D7rWLzloOI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6D7rWLzloOI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5181970-116494216201581641?l=theunknownindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/feeds/116494216201581641/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5181970&amp;postID=116494216201581641" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/116494216201581641" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/116494216201581641" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheUnknownIndian/~3/ja0xL2u9fR0/insane-winters.html" title="Insane winters" /><author><name>Deepak Shenoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209677935830502120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/albums/chik/normal_DSC01465.JPG" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/2006/12/insane-winters.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181970.post-116430619917457682</id><published>2006-11-23T23:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-23T23:53:19.213+05:30</updated><title type="text">The Gift of the Magi</title><content type="html">O'Henry wrote one of the most fundoofied texts of all time: &lt;a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/catalog/world/readfile?fk_files=23624&amp;pageno=2"&gt;The Gift of the Magi&lt;/a&gt;. It starts like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One dollar and eighty-seven cents. That was all. And&lt;br /&gt;sixty cents of it was in pennies. Pennies saved one and two&lt;br /&gt;at a time by bulldozing the grocer and the vegetable man and&lt;br /&gt;the butcher until one's cheeks burned with the silent&lt;br /&gt;imputation of parsimony that such close dealing implied.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it carries on till the end, a story of two innocent people much in love with each other. What I absolutely love about it is the language; phases such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; Out of his trance Jim seemed quickly to wake. He&lt;br /&gt;enfolded his Della.  For ten seconds let us regard with&lt;br /&gt;discreet scrutiny some inconsequential object in the other&lt;br /&gt;direction.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a vivid way to write! It's like a little jigsaw puzzle in which you can clearly see the next piece in your head while reading each sentence. Coax yourself to read it again and every time you read that other thing you missed in your last reading, and suddenly, a new picture emerges. Tresses, watches, gifts and Christmas. It's a simple story, written in brilliant language. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that one day I will write like that. For he conveys, in a few words elaborately juxtaposed, a meaning I would take a tome to describe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5181970-116430619917457682?l=theunknownindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/feeds/116430619917457682/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5181970&amp;postID=116430619917457682" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/116430619917457682" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/116430619917457682" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheUnknownIndian/~3/OjDBFq5bS5o/gift-of-magi.html" title="The Gift of the Magi" /><author><name>Deepak Shenoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209677935830502120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/albums/chik/normal_DSC01465.JPG" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/2006/11/gift-of-magi.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181970.post-116400435051362469</id><published>2006-11-20T11:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-20T12:02:30.530+05:30</updated><title type="text" /><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/albums/RyzeMovieNov1906/normal_DSC01764.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ryze &lt;a href="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/thumbnails.php?album=6"&gt;movie mixer&lt;/a&gt; happened. And lots of the above beverage. And I was with my wife, so we had a lot of the above emotion happening as well. Life is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5181970-116400435051362469?l=theunknownindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/feeds/116400435051362469/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5181970&amp;postID=116400435051362469" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/116400435051362469" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/116400435051362469" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheUnknownIndian/~3/B7lLFgb6yOE/ryze-movie-mixer-happened.html" title="" /><author><name>Deepak Shenoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209677935830502120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/albums/chik/normal_DSC01465.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/2006/11/ryze-movie-mixer-happened.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181970.post-116373715027988969</id><published>2006-11-17T09:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-17T09:49:10.293+05:30</updated><title type="text">IIPM's Delhi premises sealed</title><content type="html">It seems like the sealing drive has got IIPM in another spot of trouble. It's Delhi office was &lt;a href="http://www.dnaindia.com/report.asp?NewsID=1064330"&gt;sealed&lt;/a&gt; on November 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this might just be a case of IIPM being on the receiving end. They're a tenant of Canara Bank Relief and Welfare Society, which in turn has the land leased from the Delhi Development Authority. The Canara Bank Society seems to have &lt;a href="http://www.indlawnews.com/6663D70510734A02FDF37A2A2E034B67"&gt;violated&lt;/a&gt; the lease agreement by sub-letting out the property, and IIPM's got stuck in the fracas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poetic justice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5181970-116373715027988969?l=theunknownindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/feeds/116373715027988969/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5181970&amp;postID=116373715027988969" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/116373715027988969" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/116373715027988969" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheUnknownIndian/~3/96XhQKhEEJM/iipms-delhi-premises-sealed.html" title="IIPM's Delhi premises sealed" /><author><name>Deepak Shenoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209677935830502120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/albums/chik/normal_DSC01465.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/2006/11/iipms-delhi-premises-sealed.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181970.post-116359623453304089</id><published>2006-11-15T18:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-16T11:15:00.533+05:30</updated><title type="text">Know your pachchees.</title><content type="html">Yet Another Blogger Get-Together (YABGT) happened at &lt;a href="http://www.shiokfood.com"&gt;Shiok&lt;/a&gt;, Bangalore. &lt;a href="http://madmanweb.com/"&gt;MadMan&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://indiauncut.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amit&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://cultureczar.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lahar&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://prabhukrish.net/"&gt;Prabhu&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://doesthisthat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gautam&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://sumankumar.com/"&gt;Suman&lt;/a&gt; were there, and we had a sort of drink-fest. Let's just say there were cocktails and there were cocktails. And food. And in case you forgot, cocktails. And great conversation. Also, cocktails. Blue cocktails.  Orange cocktails. Cocktails that managed to make a girlie drink of a good manly scotch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that alcohol, which I've conveniently overstated for the purpose of exaggerating, and it's my firm belief that if we are not allowed to exaggerate why not just stitch our lips together, some amazing conversation was had. That is perhaps the worst sentence known to mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard in the melee was a recount of how someone, during a visit to Indore armed with only a "madhyama" understanding of Hindi, accosted an auto. Not wanting to be stiffed by the well known auto-mafia, he decided to be the negotiator and asked for the price to their destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pachchees rupya.", quoted the auto driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pachchees??? No Pachchees!", said our friend, wiggling his finger scoldingly, "Only Pachchas".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(For the Hindi impaired: Pachchees = 25, Pachchas = 50)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I heard one of the best ways to get rid of the guys who ask you for a loan. Ask for a loan of One Rupee. Brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried that today, and the GE Money representative quickly told me this isn't for a loan but for a card. Then I switched to my good old, "I charge Rs. 500 to answer marketing calls" pitch, which, unfortunately for me, resulted in a slammed phone. To make money, you have to put money down, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for the day when my pitch will get the dream answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Paanch sau! No Paanch Sau. Hazaar".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(P.S. Had forgotten &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://doesthisthat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gautam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; in my first draft. Sorry, Gautam! Note to self: When you copy links from someone's blog remember to type their name in first!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.P.S. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/prabhu_ferrari/298527272"&gt;Some&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/prabhu_ferrari/298527364"&gt;photos&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/prabhu_ferrari/298527449"&gt;are&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/prabhu_ferrari/298527531"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5181970-116359623453304089?l=theunknownindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/feeds/116359623453304089/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5181970&amp;postID=116359623453304089" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/116359623453304089" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/116359623453304089" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheUnknownIndian/~3/eezQ5DxDDFU/know-your-pachchees.html" title="Know your pachchees." /><author><name>Deepak Shenoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209677935830502120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/albums/chik/normal_DSC01465.JPG" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/2006/11/know-your-pachchees.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181970.post-116314504857301367</id><published>2006-11-10T12:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-10T13:20:48.593+05:30</updated><title type="text">IIPM is trying to use Wikipedia for marketing</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/iipm"&gt;IIPM's Wikipedia page&lt;/a&gt; has been subject to a series of "positive" edits over the last few months, by a person that calls himself "Mrinal". He has been editing the Wikipedia page constantly, trying to change information that is provided there to reflect standard IIPM statements and flowery language. I'm fairly confident he's from IIPM itself, although he does not mention it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, he recently added language like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IIPM is the first institution from India to be selected as a member of CEEMAN (Central and East European Management Development Association). CEEMAN is the key body for registering graduate and post-graduate management institutions in the European Union and associate countries with members from 42 countries like IMD Lausanne, European University, and AACSB, which is the premier accrediting agency for bachelor's, master's, and doctoral degree programs in business administration in the US).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which had to be edited to provide more meaningful information like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IIPM is a member of CEEMAN (Central and East European Management Development Association). [4], which is a global network of management institutions. CEEMAN organises courses, seminars and conferences for educators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note here that while CEEMAN accredits colleges, IIPM is not part of their accredited list. (Of course when I added that, "Mrinal" reverted it) Basically, CEEMAN is a paid membership club - but Mrinal's first notes convey the impression that it as a premier accreditation agency in in Europe (which it is not) and that it is involved with accreditation in the US (which again it is not).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite trying to keep the page sane. To balance the equation some joker or the other comes in and places text like "Arindam Chaudhuri is a fraud" which gets reverted soon - though that's stopped recently too, thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's of concern is that Mrinal wants to remove ALL pointers to controversies on the IIPM page. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His latest comment, when I asked him to refrain from making all statements a marketing pitch for IIPM:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a problem with your statement where you say that all the text seems to be about marketing IIPM. It is perhaps not about marketing IIPM, but rather putting across points which are positive, as I notice certain others vociferously have used Wikipedia to put only negative statements (which you have correctly deleted in the past, and I have used positive statements to give the correct viewpoint, the USA Today example being one of them). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I should say that if Wikipedia is only about providing non-marketable (or marketable) information, then we should start putting across all the news of IIPM written by journalists that comes in all the 'neutral' newspapers. You would realise that if a "non-marketable" USA Today article can be put up, then you have to clearly accept we should also put up non-USA Today articles which also give a different viewpoint. I am sure your points would be logical on that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start putting up IIPM news that comes in various newspapers from now on under different paragraphs. Because if you truly believe that visitors to the web site should know details about USA Today (running into five lines), then I think that the same amount of space should be dedicated to typical newsy articles on IIPM that might not be "non-marketable". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deepak, I do think that your viewpoint with respect to CEMEN is perfectly ok. But I find it grossly wrong that you can consider it a part of the "marketing" statement. Anyway, at this point I am suggesting that the complete structure of the IIPM site on wikipedia does not confirm to the structure followed while writing details about business schools globally. You could visit the details of any ivy league school on wikipedia, or even other schools. I am going to suggest a complete structural change to the IIPM page today or tomorrow. That would mean a complete revamp adhering to the standard set up with respect to wikipedia details about other b-schools. That'll also ensure that discussions and debates on "marketable" and "non-marketable" information have a benchmark with other b-school information provided, which currently seems to be not there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do kindly give me a feedback on this suggestion. I'll put up the completely reworked template on Monday (with references to almost all the other b-school sites on wikipedia).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have no problems with a number of news articles on the page. Just not that we should put the same flowery spin on them. Also that we shouldn't have pure advertising, and we should have facts regardless of whether they are negative or positive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note here that Mrinal does not register himself on Wikipedia like most regular editors do - he only writes his name, and uses different IP addresses each time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW. mentions of other schools are bunk; controversies appear in pages like &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harvard"&gt;Harvard&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yale"&gt;Yale&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need help! If this person is involved with IIPM he will have considerable time to keep removing all controversies etc. from the IIPM page (which btw is the second highest link when you search for IIPM). If this is allowed to go on, we'll eventually have only a big ad campaign out there, and the entire section on the controversy (which I think is very important to have in there) will go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope more people will join in helping with edits. Last year's issue is passe now, but the facts have not changed. IIPM still does full page ads saying the exact same things it did last year. Some of them still convey a false impression. We're sorta "okay" to live with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just because there are no more articles does not mean we allow them to take over a public information site like Wikipedia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5181970-116314504857301367?l=theunknownindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/feeds/116314504857301367/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5181970&amp;postID=116314504857301367" title="14 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/116314504857301367" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/116314504857301367" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheUnknownIndian/~3/Wnx15E3ExGM/iipm-is-trying-to-use-wikipedia-for.html" title="IIPM is trying to use Wikipedia for marketing" /><author><name>Deepak Shenoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209677935830502120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/albums/chik/normal_DSC01465.JPG" /></author><thr:total>14</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/2006/11/iipm-is-trying-to-use-wikipedia-for.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181970.post-116298859750099955</id><published>2006-11-08T17:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-08T17:53:17.516+05:30</updated><title type="text">The Helmet Rule</title><content type="html">I remembered this when I heard excuses from people complaining about the helmet rule in Bangalore. The arguments against it are:&lt;br /&gt;1) I'm only driving a short distance on unimportant roads. Why should I suffer?&lt;br /&gt;2) First fix the roads, and light them properly. (Yeah right. And if you slip on rain water, you're going to ask them to stop the rains next)&lt;br /&gt;3) They're uncomfortable, hot and cause you to lose hair. (Very important not to have a bald body in the morgue.)&lt;br /&gt;4) Difficult to breathe and hear other traffic. (There are enough helmets that don't have the problem, and drilling holes for hearing and air circulation is bloody simple)&lt;br /&gt;5) Difficult to carry while shopping. (They have helmet locks, folks)&lt;br /&gt;6) It shouldn't be mandatory; It's a violation of personal freedom! (That line ends when more people die of ignorance than regulation will cure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you will notice, I think little of these excuses. I think pillion riders should be made to wear them too. And cyclists as well - after all, they're as prone to die on the road.  I remember something that happened about 10 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A family friend is a neurosurgeon. One day I walked into my house with my helmet in my hand. He was talking to my dad, when he quickly turned and asked me sternly, "Do you wear that when you're riding?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Obviously", I said, "why on earth would I pay for a helmet to hold in my hand?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me why he asked. He had just operated on a girl who knocked over by a bus while taking her moped across the road to bring some coconuts. My mom knew her; she'd met her in a gathering a few days earlier. A 50 cc moped, just across the road. And you might think, "I don't need a helmet for just that much distance, no?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned out she did. She nearly died of head injuries (She survived after a long series of operations). Not by the bus running her over. But because her head hit the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is any excuse worth more than your life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5181970-116298859750099955?l=theunknownindian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/feeds/116298859750099955/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5181970&amp;postID=116298859750099955" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/116298859750099955" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5181970/posts/default/116298859750099955" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheUnknownIndian/~3/ZpOb15UNWbc/helmet-rule.html" title="The Helmet Rule" /><author><name>Deepak Shenoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209677935830502120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://www.deepakshenoy.com/gallery/albums/chik/normal_DSC01465.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://theunknownindian.blogspot.com/2006/11/helmet-rule.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5181970.post-116293121494095392</id><published>2006-11-08T00:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-08T01:56:54.963+05:30</updated><title type="text">News and views on November 7</title><content type="html">It seems to be quite long since I posted. I was sitting around doing nothing; don't ever be under the presumption that I was too busy to write, but I was too held up with way too many happenings around town and otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is now Bengaluru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, finally! The name of the town I live in is changed to Bengaluru and I live near Cunninghamu Roadu. My office is near Cubbonu Roadu, behind Manipalu Centeru and opposite the Coffee-u day-u. I like-u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fascination with parochial names isn't something to be belittled though. By simply changing the name of the city to what it was about 200 years ago, we have now brought the city's name in tune with the available infrastructure, some of which was still slightly better 200 years ago. For instance, there are roads. Or there used to be, for what exists now is a lot of potholes stitched together with tar. 200 years ago, they didn't even know what Tar was. Or at least, they called it tar-u. But I can bet that the roads were better then, simply because nothing can be worse than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I'm going to enjoy the name change and the gazillion people getting unhappy that "benglaur" was so much better and bang-galore kinda sounded like a place to get some nookie, like bangkok, except in bangkok it was legal. The biggest screamers are those that are so unaffected by the name that even if the authorities called the city upsky-dipsky-dang it would make as much effect on their lives as a mosquito does on an elephant. (For those of you unfamiliar with the size difference, you "squish" a mosquito, and an elephant "squish"es you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;India lost and Darrell lost his hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's new, you ask. Good question. We lost again to Australia, which is by far the biggest bully in the cricketing world. But they deserve to be, because they are elephants in a land of mosquitos. That stupid metaphor again. I must be seeing too much of Sidhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm rightfully happy when the whole world got back at Australia by sacking its umpire. Darrell Hair can no longer officiate, they've said, and chances are that the three big guys - India, Pakistan and Sri Lanka - asked for Hair's removal for being unfair. I agree with that because a) He's made decisions I would struggle to explain without an element of bias against the "brownies", and b) when your sport's biggest sponsors feel that way, you gawd-darn well give in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Delhi mein traders ko shop bandh karne ka order&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, that's how they report it. Two words of Hindi, one of English. Eventually there will just be Hinglish channels and that's all you get, tum miserable log.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Supreme Court has finally decided to wear the pants in the Great Indian Family and tell shopkeepers that:&lt;br /&gt;a) You can't buy a house and convert it to a shop&lt;br /&gt;b) If you've done it, you can't hold us to ransom by violently protesting against us sealing these shops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite laudable, this stand. I feel for the traders - after all, they are people trying to eke out a living, though I find it difficult to sympathise with those that come to protest in their mercs. Anyhow, the real point is that they should be given time till January, they say, and that in the new "master plan" their shops may be in commercial territory and therefore, legal. Not a bad stand, that, but in the background of the fact that they'd been given a YEAR to fix things, it's fairly shaky ground they're on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, they can't hold the city to ransom, period. And we finally have a set of people who won't give in to such terrorism. I just wish the Supreme Court could handle situations like Kargil and the Kandahar hijack. We'll be in a far better situation, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;America is voting for Congress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And India has already voted for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saddam's last sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...is that he's not being shot, he's being hanged. Both ways, he's dead as a doornail. The world is perhaps a better place without him. Unfortunately for us, there are ways he will live on; as a martyr, as a saint. For those that will use his death to incite others to fight against what everyone knows is the stupidest country in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First you say we're going to get this guy because he's got weapons of mass destruction. Then you get him. And you don't get these weapons of mass destruction. Then you let hundreds of your soldiers and thousands of Iraqis die; in spite of the fact that your soldiers don't know why you're there, and the Iraqis hate you.  And you hold a trial in which he goes berserk and does the equivalent of a broadway play for the Iraqis, after which you pronounce his death sentence. Very nice, but we're full up with stupid tricks in this country already, so don't try to sell us yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Revenge of the Courts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the courts are at it again. Priya Mattoo's killer has been sentenced to death, for bludgeoning her with a helmet (which incidentally are back in favour in Bangalore) (Not the bludgeoning, the helmets, you oaf). The highly influential Santosh Kumar Singh, who killed Mattoo ten years ago, has been sternly told that such an offence can be very harmful to your life, and exactly how. He's going to the big kaboozah in the sky, and he can have a good time discussing helmet related injuries with Saddam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Ram Jethmalani is defending Manu Sharma, another well known killer, who is allegedly not a killer because Ram Jethmalani said so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And finally...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I will turn 32 soon. It's not a moment to be happy. I will tell you why on another day, another time. But what is to be happy is that I will be a father in three months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's official. And I'm excited and scared. Happy and Tentative. We have left no room for innocence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, it's got my genes, so hopefully this'll all go behind a big smile and a hearty laugh. 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