<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4511204310409848610</id><updated>2024-09-02T00:30:58.874-07:00</updated><category term="Dusseldorf"/><category term="Archana Ravichander"/><category term="India"/><category term="Black"/><category term="Black beauty"/><category term="Compare India"/><category term="Deutsch"/><category term="Dubai"/><category term="Emoticons"/><category term="Kites"/><category term="Movie"/><category term="No one killed Jessica"/><category term="Ray-Ban"/><category term="Robot"/><category term="Shaayari"/><category term="Silence"/><category term="Smileys"/><category term="Social network"/><category term="Sound"/><category term="Udaan"/><category term="Warli"/><category term="Warli painting"/><category term="Zoozoos"/><category term="abhimaan"/><category term="gham"/><category term="gladiator"/><category term="gladiator sandals"/><category term="mania"/><category term="traffic in India"/><category term="zindagi"/><title type='text'>Wisely novice</title><subtitle type='html'>Public display of my meanderings..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Archana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510973010056499428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/_n60qrnx7gBs/ShBQOTZ2AwI/AAAAAAAABkE/MOES6U4k-OM/S220-s151/March09+083a.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4511204310409848610.post-368714755797221980</id><published>2012-02-02T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T07:19:44.813-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Archana Ravichander"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dusseldorf"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Emoticons"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Smileys"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Zoozoos"/><title type='text'>Emotions revealed</title><content type='html'>All living being express their emotions in their own unique way. Careful observation of the species and in-depth understanding of their behavioral patterns give you a clear idea of what their gestures mean.&lt;br /&gt;
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Of all the species known, most expressive are the humans. We are gifted with speech to make our emotions lucid. Also, with the development of technology and well defined web etiquette, our expression of emotions has no bounds! Let me come to the topic now. Emoticons :) well, there I go ! &lt;br /&gt;
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People today use the various social networking means and stay connected with the people who mean to them. While traditionally this particular expression of &quot;&lt;i&gt;you mean so much to me&lt;/i&gt;&quot; was expressed via letters and phone calls, in today&#39;s fast-paced , abbreviated world, it can be easily expressed through these emoticons.&lt;br /&gt;
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Emoticons - &lt;i&gt;Emotional Icons&lt;/i&gt; are the character representation of the graphical smileys. And what do they mean? They mean a lot, to many! Its usage almost becomes indispensable during internet chatting with friends. Sometimes just these are sufficient to highlight our mood and our intention of a particular statement. Sometimes they come as savior when your words cant completely convey what you mean. They mean little more than words you know!&lt;br /&gt;
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With the use of smileys or emoticons, the effect of a conversation becomes surreal. These emoticons replace human facial expressions on the virtual world. I for one, have gotten so addicted to the usage of emoticons that my statements surely end with an emoticon :) Like that!!&lt;br /&gt;
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The trend of using the emoticons has made messenger software to invariably bind smileys into their software. I see no such messenger without its unique smiley set! In fact, it is a selling factor for some of the messenger software - the more human-like the smileys are, the better is the user-acceptance and the better it sells among people! It drives business!&lt;br /&gt;
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I particularly like Microsoft&#39;s Office Communicator with its damn cute smiley set. You should try the favourite &quot; :P &quot; emoticon on it. It becomes a cute face with a cuter tongue out! Ahh I love it!! And the anger smiley. It does make the face red and perfectly depicts the extent of anger. Some other ones I like are the Devil and the hugs &amp; kisses.&lt;br /&gt;
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After all this is said and done, why is even a sad faced or an angry emoticon still called a smiley?? Is it because it gets it name from the ancestral and famous &quot; :) &quot; which was perhaps the only popularly used emoticon of the earlier times? Something I always wonder!&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, so much about these emoticons only because they have become integral part of our daily conversations - be it with friends, family or collegues! They are here to stay, getting better and more human-like with time.&lt;br /&gt;
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A new gen version of the emoticons/smileys is probably the zoozoos. These were strategically planned for the cricket match commercial breaks by Vodafone in India. Across the globe too, it DID grab everybody&#39;s attention and made them popular among the young and the old. To an extent that zoozoos started spreading through emails, and also came on t-shirts! I too went around looking for Zoozoo t-shirts in several stores! In my opinion, it is the next version of the legendary smileys. &lt;br /&gt;
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So what next? We probably have to be too creative to get our own versions of Smileys out , or add to the already sumptuous set of smileys or simply wait and watch :) &lt;br /&gt;
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As a leaving note, for all my curious readers who want to check their proficiency w.r.t emoticons, here is a quick link to the most common and widely used ones!&lt;br /&gt;
( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_emoticons )</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/feeds/368714755797221980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4511204310409848610/368714755797221980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/368714755797221980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/368714755797221980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/2012/02/emotions-revealed.html' title='Emotions revealed'/><author><name>Archana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510973010056499428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/_n60qrnx7gBs/ShBQOTZ2AwI/AAAAAAAABkE/MOES6U4k-OM/S220-s151/March09+083a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKFpXcbPjv-iyWsx1aQdph3djPdjlEg54hVMXLnJwneaedsJN3JK40pdDXKpz41WkrNykZoGEqndszopYIoW301NdadmsJhl2VvFdcFxY9YIhlX1GdsYajWBcSmcFT-ScCsmgC6NyWocxK/s72-c/images+%25281%2529.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Düsseldorf, Germany</georss:featurename><georss:point>51.220532 6.8100617000000057</georss:point><georss:box>51.106452499999996 6.6844732000000056 51.3346115 6.9356502000000058</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4511204310409848610.post-5925332850339885274</id><published>2011-09-30T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T06:13:59.030-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Archana Ravichander"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dusseldorf"/><title type='text'>Home maker projects</title><content type='html'>The word “project” isn’t something that we are not familiar with. From a tiny toddler in school to an Industry Leader, everyone uses this word in their own profession. Now, I am talking about the projects for a home maker!&lt;br /&gt;
I have been in the IT industry working under pressure, under strict deadlines, and getting several projects to closure. While serving this role of a developer, project to me meant an office project. Such project usually has several people playing their roles: few developers, a lead, a manager, a senior manager so on n so forth.  A home maker too isn’t spared from all of these responsibilities! Let me show you how.&lt;br /&gt;
A home maker aka house wife too has different responsibilities: cooking, housekeeping, grocery procurement &amp; management, managing her finances etc. Aren’t these roles synonymous to the roles in the IT project? They are!! So, an efficient home maker is synonymous to a key performer in the IT industry.&lt;br /&gt;
For her, every morning starts similar to that of any developer: here, she needs to develop an idea for the day’s menu! She needs to “&lt;i&gt;plan&lt;/i&gt;” the breakfast, and “&lt;i&gt;execute&lt;/i&gt;” it within a particular “&lt;i&gt;deadline&lt;/i&gt;” otherwise, her breakfast will become lunch :) and her husband will go mad at her – for “&lt;i&gt;slipping the deadline&lt;/i&gt;”. For any engineer in the industry who is reading this article, these words in quotes are more familiar.. However, I am only stating the similarity in the roles of a home maker and an IT engineer. &lt;br /&gt;
The home maker projects do have reviews – the feedback that her folks give about how tasty her preparation was, about how meticulous she is in housekeeping, about how creative she is in cooking, and about how proactive she is in deciding the menus herself and implementing it well!&lt;br /&gt;
Oh my god! There are so many similarities to state! However, she doesn’t get hikes and bonuses, and there is no appraisal cycle for her.  What she would love as a trade-off is a pleasant acknowledgement of her good work at home, and lots of love and support from her folks in making the house, a HOME :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;The homemaker has the ultimate career. All other careers exist for one purpose only - and that is to support the ultimate career. &quot; &lt;br /&gt;
 — C.S. Lewis&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/feeds/5925332850339885274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4511204310409848610/5925332850339885274' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/5925332850339885274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/5925332850339885274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/2011/09/home-maker-projects.html' title='Home maker projects'/><author><name>Archana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510973010056499428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/_n60qrnx7gBs/ShBQOTZ2AwI/AAAAAAAABkE/MOES6U4k-OM/S220-s151/March09+083a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4511204310409848610.post-6121518982673867902</id><published>2011-08-22T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T03:33:25.755-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gladiator"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gladiator sandals"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ray-Ban"/><title type='text'>A gladiator tale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBjxt307BsxTfM01g0AFhUj4CCypdsltQYWzWkem0ufEZBbBT6-Ylda6_la5hyphenhyphenD4sBVtFi_h6o2nmptCAHMV0oOL-BZEE6f2Tufquq6pPh_mNQ4wt6UMA20l88RWPjWHFJtw69zQWW94ef/s1600/images1.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;250&quot; width=&quot;202&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBjxt307BsxTfM01g0AFhUj4CCypdsltQYWzWkem0ufEZBbBT6-Ylda6_la5hyphenhyphenD4sBVtFi_h6o2nmptCAHMV0oOL-BZEE6f2Tufquq6pPh_mNQ4wt6UMA20l88RWPjWHFJtw69zQWW94ef/s320/images1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Gladiator movie, Gladiator glasses &amp; Gladiator sandals have been in vogue recently.. Who ever you see and where ever you go now seems to be wearing gladiator style shades &amp; gladiator sandals.. I too was smitten by this trend :)&lt;br /&gt;
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I had been on the look out for gladiator sandals ever since i came here.. Not one, but many stores have this style on their display.. and in all those store, I tried my &quot;feet&quot; in them :) Some too flashy, some too dull, some too gaudy and some which dint fit me well.. This was the story on most occasions.. Until we went to Hamm..&lt;br /&gt;
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Hamm visit was to see the Kamadchi temple.. but who says we cant shop after the temple visit ;) So, just like that, I pulled my hubby buddy to go window shopping with me ;) Windows were colorful and the doors were ajar :) So, we did go inside most shops to see bags &amp; ofcourse slippers..&lt;br /&gt;
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One store there caught my eye.. It had slippers, bags and accessories displayed outside too .. &quot;%&quot; symbol on the displays as well... Meaning, DISCOUNTS!! What could I wait for now :) I simply barged into the store and started checking out the several GOOD slippers.. This store was the thing probably for which I waited.. &lt;br /&gt;
Budget friendly, trendy, young collection filled the store.. And among the many many displays, in a corner, was my &quot;gladiator sandals&quot; :) :)&lt;br /&gt;
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I grabbed it asap so that no one else could take it away before I did :P And yes, things worked well ... It was nice, sober , budget friendly and perfectly fitting my feet!! My shopping was done :) I felt so happy that I attributed this luck of getting the perfect slippers to the blessings of goddess Kamadchi :)&lt;br /&gt;
I flaunted my slippers among my folks and friends and waited for no occasion in particular to wear these slippers.. &lt;br /&gt;
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Day before yesterday, along with a friend, we decided to go to a Castle near by. Since the weather was sunny and the sky was clear, it definitely was a fine day!!&lt;br /&gt;
It took us an hour to reach the castle and by now, the weather was hotter and sunnier.. The beauty of the castle was the huge pond surrounding which is a long stretch of walk way.. It also has a huge forest like area where we took a long stroll..  There is the river Rhine which flows behind this castle.. There, along the banks of the river, under the scorching sun, we had our light lunch.. That was when I realized, I was getting tanned .. almost to the color of my brown gladiator slippers :(&lt;br /&gt;
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We came home and first thing I did was to check myself in the mirror - only to realize that I had got a two layer tan!! The moment of horror was now - as I unzipped my gladiator slippers... OMG!!&lt;br /&gt;
My slippers have a beautiful design on them which made them attractive to my eyes :) Now, this design was block printed on my feet !!! All thanks to the sunny weather and the long strolls in the scorching sun!! &lt;br /&gt;
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What was dear to me caused me this?? A two layer tan?? with a design like the one on the slippers??? NO!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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This surely was an incident which made me feel bad at tht moment... but yeah, now, I have a hearty laugh as I share that anecdote here :) &lt;br /&gt;
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This was the gladiator tale :) A tale which will surely be remembered whenever I wear my slippers again :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/feeds/6121518982673867902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4511204310409848610/6121518982673867902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/6121518982673867902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/6121518982673867902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/2011/08/gladiator-tale.html' title='A gladiator tale'/><author><name>Archana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510973010056499428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/_n60qrnx7gBs/ShBQOTZ2AwI/AAAAAAAABkE/MOES6U4k-OM/S220-s151/March09+083a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBjxt307BsxTfM01g0AFhUj4CCypdsltQYWzWkem0ufEZBbBT6-Ylda6_la5hyphenhyphenD4sBVtFi_h6o2nmptCAHMV0oOL-BZEE6f2Tufquq6pPh_mNQ4wt6UMA20l88RWPjWHFJtw69zQWW94ef/s72-c/images1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4511204310409848610.post-5498484046381311997</id><published>2011-08-19T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T02:52:56.635-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Archana Ravichander"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Warli"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Warli painting"/><title type='text'>Warli paintings</title><content type='html'>Warli paintings are famous among the different Indian painting styles. They have a history that dates back to the ancient times. It is an art form which was in practice among the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Warlis&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - a traditional tribal sect of the Indo-Aryan era. &lt;br /&gt;
These paintings are found even now in some villages in India. &lt;br /&gt;
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This art form predominantly uses basic art vocabulary like the circles, triangles, lines, squares - in a combination to depict several elements of nature like the sun, moon, land, fire, villages etc.&lt;br /&gt;
The central motif in these ritual paintings is surrounded by scenes portraying hunting, fishing and farming, festivals and dances, trees and animals. Human and animal bodies are represented by two triangles joined at the tip; the upper triangle depicts the trunk and the lower triangle the pelvis. Their precarious equilibrium symbolizes the balance of the universe, and of the couple, and has the practical and amusing advantage of animating the bodies. (- Source wikipedia)&lt;br /&gt;
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The color palette of this art form consists of basic earth colors and natural dyes. Brown, Henna green, ochre, white, black are the most commonly used colors.&lt;br /&gt;
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I got fascinated by this art form after I happened to see a work of my friend. Inspired by that, I decided to try my hands on too!! So, here is my work!&lt;br /&gt;
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Note: my work is a derivative of an art work available on the internet.. I hope to have done a decent job!!&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/feeds/5498484046381311997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4511204310409848610/5498484046381311997' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/5498484046381311997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/5498484046381311997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/2011/08/warli-paintings.html' title='Warli paintings'/><author><name>Archana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510973010056499428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/_n60qrnx7gBs/ShBQOTZ2AwI/AAAAAAAABkE/MOES6U4k-OM/S220-s151/March09+083a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5qQKJuZA1x1FjDMjXb0zipcAtVlpnyt2SBRpqJzkklG9VSfLgPHdrv_FR8mxJ4s6PtGGo8wsN5IfQrV8fzYJCtNWDVcokOw8mLjOJuwyOuaqAI0dZmKfqtNj5vI5JY46nIxPWC1QIc_2b/s72-c/Image0096.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4511204310409848610.post-5012257600724932019</id><published>2011-07-11T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T06:08:19.389-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Black"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Black beauty"/><title type='text'>Black beauty!!</title><content type='html'>Today, as I walked down the lane, I started to think - &quot;Is it that I have a fetish for things in black? or is it that things in black are really beautiful and sexy?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd8tB7DXvYGMKK1mosaTNjMyWPFuMzo0s9xhtOzEQsOMM-12itB3MhEunvQXYBj4RM43N2aLYp8mSBEyKKYrogDcloGzhN5Z5T3ECs7ixjdLt_bW8DN8Cgvn5NIhB8DEXfsrYKHDlU41S4/s1600/1.jpeg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;150&quot; width=&quot;120&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd8tB7DXvYGMKK1mosaTNjMyWPFuMzo0s9xhtOzEQsOMM-12itB3MhEunvQXYBj4RM43N2aLYp8mSBEyKKYrogDcloGzhN5Z5T3ECs7ixjdLt_bW8DN8Cgvn5NIhB8DEXfsrYKHDlU41S4/s400/1.jpeg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When I go shopping, the first thing that grabs my attention is a thing in black :) Be it a slipper or a dress, black is my most sought-after color! On roads, even while driving, I never fail to catch a glimpse of a beautiful black car! And when I decide to sketch something, I google for images on the net which I can replicate - and my search key is &quot;Black stallion&quot; :) !!&lt;br /&gt;
Such being my craze for black, today I wondered, if I am the only human being who is so obsessed with the color black or there several other homo sapiens across the globe who fall under my category!&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgewmmcBa4HwfYn446mBeymwThqJ29ysuuCaNZEYYorOzt3HWg11hdEKQTKR4L0l1-MRAWr3qpHnxj1gjkDEacs4S01_yIeAZFIAnXndeDxLkXR8ISM09JRYnwnFyvOXPssTMvl5w3IRIi8/s1600/2.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;213&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgewmmcBa4HwfYn446mBeymwThqJ29ysuuCaNZEYYorOzt3HWg11hdEKQTKR4L0l1-MRAWr3qpHnxj1gjkDEacs4S01_yIeAZFIAnXndeDxLkXR8ISM09JRYnwnFyvOXPssTMvl5w3IRIi8/s320/2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In this pursuit, my dear friend &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.google.com/&quot;&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; came to my rescue in fetching me a wealth of links that pointed to &quot;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Black&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
As I did my analysis, it occured to that there are zillions of people who got inspired by this enchanting color! Artists, musicians, poets, authors, dress designers, car makers, aristrocrats, etc etc.. Oh my god!!&lt;br /&gt;
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I breathed a sigh of relief discovering that my fetish for black was not abnormal :)&lt;br /&gt;
So what is so special about this color black??&lt;br /&gt;
Black signifies and symbolises a lot of things. The very first thought that strikes to people when they hear the word black is &quot;darkness&quot; (although for me black means sexy!). Likewise, black means &quot;Authority &amp; seriousness&quot; when it is as a Uniform/ dress code; it means style when we use it in the fashion industry; it means &quot;nobility &amp; experience&quot; in Japanese (which is why they honor &quot;black belt&quot; when you are a  master in martial arts!); it denotes ethnicity; it is also used in the context where we wish to express ambiguity - like calling &quot;A black box&quot;, &quot;A black hole&quot; .. It is often used to symbolize negative things - for example, a black cat symbolizes a bad event which follows, black means bereavement or death or mourning, black clothes are inauspicious during festive occasions among Hindus , Black money ;) etc..&lt;br /&gt;
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While a quick glance through the search results gave me so much info, I still remained unperturbed with  my stand! Black is Beautiful!Black is sexy!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Black is real sensation, even if it is produced by entire absence of light. The sensation of black is distinctly different from the lack of all sensations.&lt;/i&gt; -- Hermann von Helmholtz&lt;/blockquote&gt;Also it occured to me now, I also love &lt;i&gt;Black&lt;/i&gt; - the Hindi movie that created a roar in Bollywood!!&lt;br /&gt;
Well, several reasons to love this color isnt it? Well, now, with a clear mind and a clearer belief for my love for black, I say -&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/feeds/5012257600724932019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4511204310409848610/5012257600724932019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/5012257600724932019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/5012257600724932019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/2011/07/black-beauty.html' title='Black beauty!!'/><author><name>Archana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510973010056499428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/_n60qrnx7gBs/ShBQOTZ2AwI/AAAAAAAABkE/MOES6U4k-OM/S220-s151/March09+083a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd8tB7DXvYGMKK1mosaTNjMyWPFuMzo0s9xhtOzEQsOMM-12itB3MhEunvQXYBj4RM43N2aLYp8mSBEyKKYrogDcloGzhN5Z5T3ECs7ixjdLt_bW8DN8Cgvn5NIhB8DEXfsrYKHDlU41S4/s72-c/1.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4511204310409848610.post-8675614394920918308</id><published>2011-04-12T13:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2015-05-29T01:59:46.403-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dusseldorf"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Silence"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sound"/><title type='text'>Sounds of silence</title><content type='html'>Ridiculous title?? Or rather isnt it an oxymoron?? Call it the way you want.. But it is something that every loner would have experienced..&lt;br /&gt;
In silence lies so much sound - a commotion of sorts, so much noise, so many thoughts wandering in the mind.. It is a difficult situation to handle as soon as you realize you want to get out of it..&lt;br /&gt;
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I sit at home now, pretty much alone during the day.. The only sound I hear is the ticking of the clock, the faint sounds of the chirping of birds from a distance, the dripping of water from a loosely closed tap and ofcourse, the sound from the keys on the keyboard as I hit them while typing on the computer. &lt;br /&gt;
This kind of a situation of &lt;i&gt;pin-drop silence &lt;/i&gt;was something I had always craved for during my college days especially during exams. Then it was hard to find.. But now, I crave for the noise from the busy roads in Bangalore.. the familiar voices from the neighbourhood.. the honking vehicles, the street vegetable vendors.. oh man!! that was bliss!!&lt;br /&gt;
I sit silently in the killing silence here and just let my mind wander.. my mind needs no visa or ticket to travel back n forth to Bangalore, does it?? Well, so when, through my mind, I go to Bangalore, I just feel so relieved.. so safe, so secure and so full of energy... The thoughts about family, the craving need for friends, the activities with them, everything haunts me now..&lt;br /&gt;
With all this, I do experience noise in the silence :)&lt;br /&gt;
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I wait for evening to come, so that I have my dear back home.. I talk with him about everything that I did during the day.. The chatting with friends, the several analysis that I would have done about various forgotten topics and the unrealistic plans for the future everything!! I must say, he has a lot of patience to tolerate all this from me..&lt;br /&gt;
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Living here alone, though with my husband, is a phase of self-realization. The less active me here has gone into a thinking mode.. Thinking about what happened good, what happened bad, what could be done better etc .. A retrospective analysis of a kind.. Lol.. I remember now about the stupid processes carried out in offices about the RCA of a project - with a big list of action items for future projects and a hell lot of &quot;learnings&quot;..&lt;br /&gt;
Anyways, but this RCA of my life is worth it.. It really is giving me a direction I think.. About what I should be doing in the next 5 years, about how I should be spending my life in future.. &lt;br /&gt;
I always wanted to go to a place like Ladakh, and just sit there and do nothing.. Had I forseen my future?? Well, not ladakh, but definitely the serenity and the peaceful atmosphere here in Dusseldorf has enabled me to think deeply.. And what did i want to do in Ladakh? I wanted to rediscover the meaning of my life.. Yes, that is exactly what I have done here in the last 5 months.. &lt;br /&gt;
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So far so good.. Like I always iterate, &quot;All that happens is for good&quot;. This phase too is for good.. For finding somethings about me which I dint know at all.. For deeper understanding of my dear love - my husband!&lt;br /&gt;
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Now when I go back to Bangalore, I will surely respect and love my folks better - for now I have understood their true worth! Without them, there is no meaning to life!&lt;br /&gt;
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Love you all people! Thank you for being there in my life, always!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/feeds/8675614394920918308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4511204310409848610/8675614394920918308' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/8675614394920918308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/8675614394920918308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/2011/04/sound-of-silence.html' title='Sounds of silence'/><author><name>Archana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510973010056499428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/_n60qrnx7gBs/ShBQOTZ2AwI/AAAAAAAABkE/MOES6U4k-OM/S220-s151/March09+083a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4511204310409848610.post-599476593932073531</id><published>2011-03-17T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T12:51:36.801-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Compare India"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="India"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="traffic in India"/><title type='text'>Shining by contrast??</title><content type='html'>My folks say &quot;Stop comparing!!&quot; I agree to disagree with them when they say this :) Why shouldnt we compare if the comparison is going to make you feel good about any particular thing?? Well, with one such comparison can I say, India is not as bad as we all Indians portray it to be!! Read on for facts :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Our FAQ for NRIs - &quot;Alli heege traffic ilva? Roads ella chanagidya? Pollution ilveno alva? Alli hawe clean aa tumba?? &quot; and their reply - &quot;Ayyo alli roads wide aagi beautiful aagiratte.. ee traffic menace, ee pollution enu iralla&quot; .. Good lord gracious!! Enough... Step out and see the other countries yourself.. Only the intensity and degree of pollution is less... Come on!! with the population so humongous,and resources that limited,  it is but natural to be as it is in India.. PLEASE DONOT term India bad!!&lt;br /&gt;
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After moving here, I have seen that every country has its degree of pollution, its degree of unhygenic conditions, its own degree of goods and bads.. But we Indians swing between two extremes - either stand up in the middle of nowhere and shout on top of our voice saying &quot;Mera Bharath mahaan!!&quot; or totally condemn it and make it appear like hell on earth.. Let&#39;s be moderate guys!&lt;br /&gt;
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As I was walking back home this evening, I saw an unimaginable traffic jam near our apartment.. But to my surprise, I heard no honking, no grumbling from people.. The cars stood equally spaced between their neighbors.. And the drivers sat with ease and tolerance.. I began to imagine a similar scenario of jams back in India.. The scene on my mind: two screens: one - showed what I just saw in Dusseldorf, two- showed how it would be in Bangalore rather India in general.. Am sure you all can imagine it :) I laughed at the composure of the people here and at the &lt;i&gt;hooligan like&lt;/i&gt; behaviour of people on roads in India.. Well, dont get me wrong when I say this. My sincere apologies for using harsh adjectives.. &lt;br /&gt;
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My intention of writing here is to simply say that we should stop complaining about our country.. What has the country done wrong? It is the people in the country who, with their behaviour, practices and attitude, make the country good or bad.. I am sure you wouldnt deny this!&lt;br /&gt;
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In every country there are problems that might be unique to that land.. In ours we have population which is the major culprit, and the scarcity of resources and opportunities  which are it&#39;s derivatives. We tend to extrapolate the problem and crib about it.. &lt;br /&gt;
What we travellers can do is to see the good in these countries and imbibe it in ourselves, go back home and preach about these learnings to the people with who we interact.. This might not bring about a radical change, but yeah, it is surely going to add a miniscule of a difference.. &lt;br /&gt;
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We can change the situations in our country.. Efforts from various NGOs and non-profit organisations are striving to achieve this.. And yes, hats off to them :) Maybe we could join hands with them too!&lt;br /&gt;
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Lemme tell you guys, if any other country were given the load of our country&#39;s population, they would have lost their senses and would have given up!! But we havent!! We ARE definitely able and we surely can handle it better than anyone else..What lacks in our country is the urge to bring a radical change.. What we score over others is our complacence :) &lt;br /&gt;
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Hmm.. So, for my dear hubby who thought (maybe) he could convince me to settle abroad, my sincere apologies for the disagreement :) Just kidding you!!&lt;br /&gt;
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India is good.. It is a lovely place to dwell.. And I am here, only to see places, compare things I see here to the things in India and say &quot;Ahh, India isnt all tht bad!! I wanna go back home, with no regrets what-so-ever&quot;!! &lt;br /&gt;
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On a concluding note.. India is not &lt;i&gt;shining by contrast..&lt;/i&gt; I only threw light on certain similarities in the problems and that India is still a better place to live :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/feeds/599476593932073531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4511204310409848610/599476593932073531' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/599476593932073531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/599476593932073531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/2011/03/shining-by-contrast.html' title='Shining by contrast??'/><author><name>Archana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510973010056499428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/_n60qrnx7gBs/ShBQOTZ2AwI/AAAAAAAABkE/MOES6U4k-OM/S220-s151/March09+083a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4511204310409848610.post-4771749161299853159</id><published>2011-02-08T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T01:27:01.203-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="abhimaan"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kites"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mania"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Movie"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="No one killed Jessica"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Robot"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Social network"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Udaan"/><title type='text'>Movie mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;I was never a movie buff.. but life changes our attitude and time is the driving factor for this change!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;After relocating, my lappy has become my best friend who entertains me and keeps me connected with the other part of the world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have watched a lot of movies after coming here. Just want to keep this list going :) Here are a few to name:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0069671/&quot;&gt;Abhimaan(1973)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0069671/&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0058257/&quot;&gt;Kashmir ki kali(1964)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0158845/&quot;&gt;Pati patni aur woh(1978)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0075825/&quot;&gt;Chala Murari Hero Banne(1977)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1639426/&quot;&gt;Udaan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0458017/&quot;&gt;Mixed doubles(2006)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1734110/&quot;&gt;No one killed Jessica(2011)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1509732/&quot;&gt;Aisha(2010)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1198101/&quot;&gt;Kites(2010)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1610452/&quot;&gt;Band baaja baarat(2010)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1714832/&quot;&gt;Do duni chaar(2010)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1305797/&quot;&gt;Robot(2010)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1188996/&quot;&gt;My name is Kan(2010)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1155076/&quot;&gt;The Karate Kid(2010)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1285016/&quot;&gt;The social network(2010)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0758766/&quot;&gt;Music and lyrics(2007)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0113627/&quot;&gt;Leaving las vegas(1995)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0107211/&quot;&gt;Indecent proposal(1993)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0433416/&quot;&gt;The Namesake (2006)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0433416/&quot;&gt;The Namesake (2006)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0128853/&quot;&gt;You&#39;ve got mail(1998)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0068646/&quot;&gt;Godfather(1972)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1142988/&quot;&gt;The Ugly Truth (2009)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.videogirmit.com/manasaare/movie-2009-diganth-andrita-rai-video_7049d5933.html&quot;&gt;Manasare(2009)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.videogirmit.com/pancharangi/movie-2010-video_d25f64436.html&quot;&gt;Pancharangi(2010)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.videogirmit.com/nagamandala/movie-1996-prakash-rai-l-vijayalakshmi-vanita-vasu-video_751be09d4.html&quot;&gt;Nagamandala(1996)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.videogirmit.com/love-guru/movie-tarun-radhika-pandit-video_20c197318.html&quot;&gt;Love guru&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.videogirmit.com/crazy-kutumba/movie-2009-ananth-nag-ramesh-aravind-video_8151bc936.html&quot;&gt;Crazy Kutumba(2009)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/feeds/4771749161299853159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4511204310409848610/4771749161299853159' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/4771749161299853159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/4771749161299853159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/2011/02/movie-mania.html' title='Movie mania'/><author><name>Archana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510973010056499428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/_n60qrnx7gBs/ShBQOTZ2AwI/AAAAAAAABkE/MOES6U4k-OM/S220-s151/March09+083a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4511204310409848610.post-8290293657118588243</id><published>2010-12-23T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T05:30:10.226-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Deutsch"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="India"/><title type='text'>Dusseldorf diary - 15 th december, 2010</title><content type='html'>A usual morning- woke up, made breakfast and lunch for him. &lt;div&gt;He told me that the maid might come any day during that week and anytime during the morning or noon. So, I wanted to finish bathing quickly so that i could attend to her when she comes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finished the morning chores of bathing, praying, eating and now i sat with my lappy to catch up with my friends online. My heavy breakfast and the laziness put together made me feel drowsy.. So.. I decided to take a power nap :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 1 in the noon, i woke up with the sound of somebody entering our house!! Somebody turned the lock open and entered the house suddenly... A lady.. wrapped with multiple layers of clothes to fight the cold.. tall, fit, blonde ... Y do i get involved with blondes everytime? :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She carried a big black trolley bag with her...She began to place it by the door side and open it.. I looked at her n she stood at the doorstep looking at me.. I said &quot;yes??&quot;.. She said &quot;Hallo..Sorry... I nei knock door... I....&quot;I was still not awake completely and somehow managed to understand wat was happening... She continued.. &quot;I... &quot; and did some action to show she had come to clean, sweep... Ahh... This was our maid!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maids for company apartments are given a key for the house.. so that they could come and clean the house even in our absence... Reliable people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our interaction was much with broken English sentences and mostly actions... My dumb charades skills helped me now.. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She asked me &quot;India?&quot; I said &quot;Yeah..&quot; She asked &quot;Where mann u?&quot; I interpreted it to be &quot;Where is ur man..&quot; and answered &quot;Office.. He went to office..&quot; She said &quot;O.K.. Children?&quot; I laughed and said.. &quot;No children.. Newly married...&quot; She said &quot;Nice... &quot; and continued working...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After almost everything was done she stood near the rack where we have placed the gods&#39; photos.. and saw Lord Ganesha&#39;s photo and she made some actions now.. with some words here n there &quot;I... sleep.. dream come... he... son.. Inside ...&quot; With the actions these words completed the statement.. She meant that when she was pregnant with her son, she dreamt of lord Ganesha... A deutsch female.. dreaming about Ganesha? woww.. nice.. For a believer like me , of Lord Ganesha, this came as a pleasant surprise!! I was happy.. I smiled and explained to her about the significance of the other gods.. She continued &quot;Ahh.. Lakshmi- wealth.. I nei want... I want happiness.. who god?&quot; For her craving for happiness, she wanted to know which god signifies that... I told her simple prayers to any god should suffice... She then said &quot;U Indish..Nice warm... &quot; For Indian she said Indish...I was happy, proud and glad that India is known for its warmth.. I smiled..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She packed her stuff again.. Put on the multiple layers of clothes again..  She shook hands with me and said bye to her as she walked out... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She comes weekly once and does a makeover to our bathroom and hall.. they go from dull look to sparkling white and shining :)  A nice female.. Now we talk to each other better :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/feeds/8290293657118588243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4511204310409848610/8290293657118588243' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/8290293657118588243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/8290293657118588243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/2010/12/dusseldorf-diary-15-th-december-2010.html' title='Dusseldorf diary - 15 th december, 2010'/><author><name>Archana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510973010056499428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/_n60qrnx7gBs/ShBQOTZ2AwI/AAAAAAAABkE/MOES6U4k-OM/S220-s151/March09+083a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4511204310409848610.post-108568386315794556</id><published>2010-12-19T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T11:17:28.242-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dubai"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dusseldorf"/><title type='text'>Dusseldorf diary</title><content type='html'>Friday 10th Dec &#39;10: 10:45 am IST - Visa dispatched from Chennai German consulate.&lt;div&gt;Friday 10th Dec &#39;10: 3:45 pm IST - Tickets booked for saturday morning 10:30 am IST flight!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm... It all happened faster than we expected. Apart from some travel sickness to bother me, the journey was just awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a stop over at Dubai International Airport- a huge , expansive airport with glittery stalls inviting enough with spectacular looking artifacts. We took a long stroll there for about an hour and then my hubby said &quot;Honey, we are done with just abt 1/3rd the entire area! &quot; ufff... it was indeed a BIG one i thought :) We boarded the connecting flight now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had got 2 seats together in a 3 seater and the seat next to my hubby was vacant. The deal was that if it were a girl coming there, we would swap seats n he would sit in mine. And before we ended our discussion, we realised the seat was taken... By a tall, lean built, blonde female. she had only placed a paper cover with some cookies (i think) in that. She was now placing here luggage in the cabin compartments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon she sat and began talking to my hubby... He forgot abt the &lt;b&gt;&quot;Swap&quot;&lt;/b&gt; deal!! He got a bit conscious and asked me if he should swap.. i said &quot;Enjoy!!&quot; and let him sit there... He began to comment abt her... with a slight blush on his face... shud i say &quot;Men!!&quot; ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She looked beautiful... but yeah she blew her nose so many times in a short span of time that her entire box of tissues were almost empty.. I turned to my hubby and said &quot;Nice choice..&quot; and winked wickedly ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a horrible lunch on the flight and it began to bother my stomach. The nausea feeling stepped in right then... Some time passed by.. And now, we were hovering over Dusseldorf Airport waiting for clearance to land... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now my stomach...troubled me again and felt like puking... and i saw a long slender hand... offering me some tissues :) Who was tht now? well, yes... the same &quot;clumsy babe&quot; ... I laughed as i took the &quot;needed&quot; tissues.. She smiled and then began to take her baggage n make a quick exit... My hubby laughed too... He said- &quot;See, nice girl, isnt it? ;) She is going home... on vacation from her school in New Zealand.. Enough information isnt it?&quot; Well, I laughed too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we collected our luggage and walked towards the taxi, she went past us... I thanked her for the timely help.. and she turned back and said &quot;Happy stay in Germany... :) &quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday , Dec 11th &#39;10 : 7:30 pm CET.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, it has been enjoyable ever since then :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/feeds/108568386315794556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4511204310409848610/108568386315794556' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/108568386315794556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/108568386315794556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/2010/12/dusseldorf-diary.html' title='Dusseldorf diary'/><author><name>Archana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510973010056499428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/_n60qrnx7gBs/ShBQOTZ2AwI/AAAAAAAABkE/MOES6U4k-OM/S220-s151/March09+083a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4511204310409848610.post-1929898647128110387</id><published>2009-09-01T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T11:32:09.767-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gham"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Shaayari"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="zindagi"/><title type='text'>Shayad shaayari ;)</title><content type='html'>Some of my compositions:(reflects the different moods of mine!!)&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:lucida grande;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:lucida grande;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;Samajhne waale samjhe ki hum hai naadaan.. (waah waah!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Samajhne waale samjhe ki hum hai naadaan....&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:lucida grande;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Woh kya jaane ke hum hain toofan!!! ;) (waah waah... taaliyaan!)&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:lucida grande;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:lucida grande;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;.......................................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:lucida grande;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woh zindagi kya jisme gham na ho...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:lucida grande;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;woh zindagi kya jisme gham na ho....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:lucida grande;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;arre.. dua karte hain ki is se jeene ki ichcha kam na ho!! (waah waah ;) )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:lucida grande;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;.........................................................................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:lucida grande;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kal ka kya hain bharosa...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:lucida grande;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ajee.. kal ka kya hain bharosa..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:lucida grande;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;lo chalo... khaate hain aajhi idli-dosa... ;) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:lucida grande;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;..........................................................................................................................................................................&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:lucida grande;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kaun hain jo sapno mein aaya..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:lucida grande;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kaun hain jo needein churaya...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:lucida grande;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kaun hain jo mujhko jagaaya...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:lucida grande;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;ab yaad aaya...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:lucida grande;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woh toh mera manager tha jisne danda dikhaaya..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:lucida grande;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;aur bola, &quot;Jaldi karo .. jaldi karo... deadline hain kal aaya!! &quot; :&#39;(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:lucida grande;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;.... more to come soon :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/feeds/1929898647128110387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4511204310409848610/1929898647128110387' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/1929898647128110387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/1929898647128110387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/2009/09/shayad-shayari.html' title='Shayad shaayari ;)'/><author><name>Archana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510973010056499428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/_n60qrnx7gBs/ShBQOTZ2AwI/AAAAAAAABkE/MOES6U4k-OM/S220-s151/March09+083a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4511204310409848610.post-8790008254198385683</id><published>2009-04-20T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T01:51:44.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bong babu</title><content type='html'>My every morning starts with a tightly packed schedule.. All timed activities-6:15 am -bath, 7 am - breakfast, 7:20 am-board the cab! huh! Quite tiring to start the day this way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the bus journey has been the most memorable part of my day. Amazing set of people- each one entertaining in his/her own way! One special character is rocking!&lt;br /&gt;This Bong babu boards the bus a lil while after i do. He brings a smile on my face every time i see him :) He waves his hand at our driver everyday indicating him to stop the bus and runs in his very wierd and sluggish manner to climb on to the bus. I am sure all the people standing at his stop have a moment of laughter looking at him! His feminine walking style, his body language and his accent (LOL) everything is just awesome to make you laugh !&lt;br /&gt;I heard him talk to his &quot;anthropophobic&quot; friend which inspired me to pen some things abt this interesting soul! He says, her being anthropophobic is a reason for her to discover if she is a &quot;cat person or a dog person&quot;!! (LOLZ) And she says she is a human! (She tot he was asking if she is a cat or dog herself! lol..)  Then the discussion went to the level of drowning her in drinks so that she has some blissful time away from this world of humans, cats and dogs .. heehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Zero G, H20, Pub world etc names came out.. I was tickled when i heard him say he is a &quot;party animal&quot; (y is he behind cats/dogs/animals ???) and that he rocks the dance floor! (I am dying to see him dance.. lol...) I thought - his walking is only so amusing.. wonder how the dancing prolly is like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had laughed so much by now that anything further he had uttered.. gosh! i would go upto him n say &quot;Dude, u r a rock star! and an amazing comedian... &quot; Lolz...&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, the girl i mean his frnd left .. dunno y - maybe her stop came or she was now a bong-babu-phobic !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my readers are sure to guess the name of this amazingly entertaining character! Any guesses?? ;)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/feeds/8790008254198385683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4511204310409848610/8790008254198385683' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/8790008254198385683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/8790008254198385683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/2009/04/bong-babu.html' title='Bong babu'/><author><name>Archana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510973010056499428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/_n60qrnx7gBs/ShBQOTZ2AwI/AAAAAAAABkE/MOES6U4k-OM/S220-s151/March09+083a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4511204310409848610.post-66170956196874899</id><published>2008-01-19T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T20:07:50.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In pursuit of my Interests</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;From my previous post, you all know am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;working. Partly as a result of that,I am meeting a lot of people on different occasions. Each of them are new acquaintances and there is one obvious question each time during our conversations. Wondering what that is???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;Well, nothing extra ordinary and nothing intriguing. Its a simple question --&gt; &quot;What are your interests ??&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;You may laugh to know that this question,to me, is tougher than the toughest board exam question!! Wondering why?? Well, if only I knew an answer to this :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;Since the recent times, I have some really nice answers for this kinda questions. Sometimes I say--&quot;Well, I cant really classify my interests into specific categories..&quot;, n sometimes I manage with a very stupid &amp;amp;  helpless grin accompanied by broken bits of sentences that start with a &quot;well...&quot; and ends unwell :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;I closely have a breakdown after thinking endlessly about how to face such questions in the coming future!! The solution to this problem remains a mystery!! However, being in the IT profession, I have learnt to come up with a lot of work-arounds. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;Initially, I decided I shall never make any statements that might somehow lead to such mind-cracking question during the conversation. Fair enuf?? Hold on.. I came up with better ones.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;Next, I decided to sit for a day or two and involve myself in varied activities and see if some of those fascinate me. This i thought would help me with a solution directly!! Trust me, this was the poorest of all attempts coz it took me more than several days to decide what activities to indulge in!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;Then on, I decided to give up on this problem-solving . I thought I shall face things as they come and to not indulge in any preparation for the next encounter.This appeared to be a less painful remedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;But Hey!! Stop for a moment.. if you can put one and one together now, as you read this post , you can make out some interests of mine!!&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt; Eureka!!!&lt;/span&gt; N what are they?? Lets analyze..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;&lt;li&gt;The persistent efforts to come up with a solution to even a problem like mine can actually called my interest in &quot;problem-solving&quot;  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then, my insatiable thirst for coming up with newer and better answers to the same (now, simple) question shows am a little creative too (Its getting better.. right?? ;) )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; And my ability to analyze all these facts shows yet another wonderful trait of mine-- analytical skills!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;Proudly I shall now say to all those people who will in future ask me about my interests that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot; &gt;&quot;I am a person of varied interests.. True to the observed traits of a Geminian, I am a jack of all trades and in the process of mastering everything..&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;Do you guys also know this thing about me?? It the most important thing!! N.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;N.............. That is-I have a good sense of humor and a better skill in fooling people :D  :D So are you fooled?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot; &gt;YES!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt; Wondering how??? heehee... Read on :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;People.. see the list of my interests!! Knowing me, do you find any bit of the &quot;problem-solving&quot;,&quot;analytical&quot; ,&quot;creative&quot; skills in me?? But i succeeded in making you all believe them!! Lol... I really am sorry but u r terribly fooled!! Lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;But hey... are you fooled?And,did you believe initially abt my interests??  Or.. am I really good at all of those things??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot; &gt;OMG!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt; Am confused.. Am so lost!! Am more puzzled now than while answering the &quot;Wat are ur interests ?&quot; question!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;Can somebody plz help me know my interests???????????? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/feeds/66170956196874899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4511204310409848610/66170956196874899' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/66170956196874899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/66170956196874899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/2008/01/benefit-of-doubt.html' title='In pursuit of my Interests'/><author><name>Archana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510973010056499428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/_n60qrnx7gBs/ShBQOTZ2AwI/AAAAAAAABkE/MOES6U4k-OM/S220-s151/March09+083a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4511204310409848610.post-1876430848731062015</id><published>2008-01-10T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T10:44:13.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clean Bowled!!</title><content type='html'>It was a day to remember-a day which brought in new hopes, desires and thoughts into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a significant day to most of my peers as it was &quot;the joining day&quot; for all of us. Most of us were skeptical about the new world that we were stepping into. I was a little different from them all with more dreams and expectations than fear.&lt;br /&gt;As i was instructed by the admin to meet my manager and confirm my joining date , i decided to go ahead and finish off with the formalities. I had butterflies in my stomach as i moved closer to the building in search of my manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i had more fear than any other feeling. But something always told me that this day wud definitely be &quot;the&quot; day i wud remember for the rest of my life. And today, i have shared those  feelings with all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to run errands to fetch myself the necessary documents as a result of which i was a little tired and a little less tidy. It made me more conscious now as i entered the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tall man with an impressive physique sat at the other end of the desk with his back facing me. I was too keen in knowing who this was and how he looked. His voice sounded like those bells ringing on my ears gently.He was attending a call - his accent so natural, so clear and his talk so crisp and sensible. I was &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Clean Bowled&lt;/span&gt; now as he turned to me and smiled. He extended his hand further for a quick hand shake. I felt weak in my knees all of a sudden as i extended my hand towards him.&lt;br /&gt;I quickly mumbled something which i clearly know he dint follow. Anyways, i was done with a part of the intro i thought. I forgot everything about the formalities i had to complete and just continued to look at him without even winking my eyes. he was a charmer! his smile, his attitude... everything about him was just awesome and the way i like it!&lt;br /&gt;He got another call now and thats when thoughts flooded my  mind.I am naive when it comes to impressing men... added to that trait of mine was my drained out look at that time in the evening. I felt i should go and freshen up, tidy myself and get back. But i had conflicting thoughts too. Finally, i decided to sit there and just get things done and move out quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finished attending the call and turned back to me now. He asked me for the form that needed the manager&#39;s signature. I panicked as i realised i had forgotten the letter somewhere. He read my face and said, &quot;Relax. It happens sometimes. Dont you worry!!&quot; I thanked him for being so kind and felt a little relieved now.I tried to convince him about how i had misplaced it somewhere and that i would surely attempt to get another copy of it asap for his signature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till now, I had presumed he was my manager. I had also imagined that i would be his team member who can closely interact with him on a daily basis and a lot other things . But now I realized I was bowled over all again... this time with bitter facts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He introduced himself to me as the HR person of the office who would be collecting the forms to hand it over in bulk to the respective managers. I was shattered!!My castle of dreams was pull down and my desires were inhumanely killed i felt.For a minute I cursed my choice for &quot;feeling&quot; for a meagre HR person and not a manager!!&lt;br /&gt;Positions do play a role.. right?&lt;br /&gt;That was more than enuf to pinch me and wake me up from the trance state. I now got practical and concentrated in getting my work done. I  now dint care about either his sweet talk or the melody of his voice. I assured him that i would submit the form the next day and walked out.&lt;br /&gt;Huh... a day to remember.. indeed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be wrong to have decided to have wiped out my feelings for this HR guy. But,its my life!! I&#39;ve got my preferences . And am happy my heart agreed with my mind to make the decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, guys.. what do you have to say about this little incident?&lt;br /&gt;Do write in your comments. I welcome criticism , as i believe that &quot;criticism is the only way to improve quality&quot;.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/feeds/1876430848731062015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4511204310409848610/1876430848731062015' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/1876430848731062015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4511204310409848610/posts/default/1876430848731062015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisely-novice.blogspot.com/2008/01/clean-bowled.html' title='Clean Bowled!!'/><author><name>Archana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00510973010056499428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//2.bp.blogspot.com/_n60qrnx7gBs/ShBQOTZ2AwI/AAAAAAAABkE/MOES6U4k-OM/S220-s151/March09+083a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>