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Now here is my blog dedicated for public reading  

Some of the posts were earlier jotted down on another blog of mine.  Now I am sharing them for the larger audience and putting them for more evaluation from wider community.

Regards</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wordsfromsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wordsfromsoul.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755195962357602931/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Mayank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09762132134577492402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>281</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/WordsFromThoughts" /><feedburner:info uri="wordsfromthoughts" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0ANQ3Y5eip7ImA9WhRbFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4755195962357602931.post-360458800419968922</id><published>2012-02-06T09:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-02-06T09:13:12.822+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-06T09:13:12.822+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Funny Thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Views - English" /><title>Research Redefined</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wordsfromsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/360458800419968922/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wordsfromsoul.blogspot.com/2012/02/research-redefined.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755195962357602931/posts/default/360458800419968922?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755195962357602931/posts/default/360458800419968922?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WordsFromThoughts/~3/5WI3kqwS-hE/research-redefined.html" title="Research Redefined" /><author><name>Mayank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09762132134577492402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">
Not knowing the knowledge
is not the lack of knowledge
but knowing the known knowledge
is not the addition to the knowledge
so in search of the knowledge
it came to my little knowledge
that is to know the unknown is  

the core of knowing the knowledge


or the other way round -

knowing the known knowledge is not the gain of knowledge, but knowing the unknown knowledge is the discovery of 
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So Finally French Company Dassault succeeded to reach the final stage of negotiations with Indian Defense for the Rafale Fighter Jets.  And there we hear all the hue and cry from the various quarters. Reminds me of the time when this deal was in the initial stage and US companies Boeing and Lockheed Martin were ousted from the race for F-16s and the F-18s hornets.  Though the news that came to 
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The time I am writing this is the time when India is gearing up for celebration its 63rd Republic Day and completion of the Country to be the Sovereign Socialist Secular Democratic Republic of India.  I wish all my fellow Citizens a Happy Republic Day and wish you all would gear towards ensuring that the Country remains Sovereign, Socialist, Secular and Democratic till eternity.



The reason I
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When we look around ourselves, we find that we are surrounded with Humanoids.  Only a few of them are humans whom you can trust and over the years it is increasingly becoming tough to distinguish between the Humans and Humanoids.  But, Yes the Humans do exist in this crowd of Humanoids.



You might be wondering why am I using the word Humanoids because they are rogue, they are vague and they 
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विगत दिवसों में कुछ घटनाक्रम ऐसे हुए जिन्होंने मेरी अंतरात्मा को झंझोड कर रख दिया|  मैं एक पिता से मिला, यद्यपि उनका एक नाम भी है, किन्तु मेरे विचार में उनका नाम यहाँ उल्लेखित करना उचित नहीं होगा| एक पिता के रूप में मैंने उनको पहली बार देखा था; हालाँकि मैं उन्हें बरसों से जानता हूँ, किन्तु ऐसा पहली बार हुआ कि मैंने उनका पित्रत्वरूप देखा| बात यहीं समाप्त नहीं हुई, उनके पितृत्वरूप में मैंने उनके 
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I guess couple of days back I had updated my Facebook Status stating - "There are certain things that make us Insane and Facebook is one of them." and post that decided to take a break from visiting Facebook for some time, unknown to myself.  Declared it to friends and then have been away from Facebook, literally away, not checking the status updates or comments or anything that sorts.  I have 
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Love and Lust, the two facets of life.  Love the way it presents itself, is more divine and Lust the way it appears if more devilish.  But is that true?  For me I don't think so, because Love in certain form leads to Lust or say, Love in certain forms is called Lust. 

I guess you would be thinking as if I have gone crazy to write what I wrote above, but just evaluate it this way - Lust is more 
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Tiger the National Animal of India and a declared endangered specie lives almost on the fringes of existence in the mainland India.  Poaching is something that had been haunting the existence of this Royal Specie for quite sometime.  But the nuances of Encroachment and conversion of the Forests to Agricultural Land have really created another level of threat to the Tiger Conservation.  



The 
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UID Scheme, the pet project of the Prime Minister is in trouble again.  First news was not as shocking as the Second one. As per the first news, the Standing Committee on Finance rejected the National Identification Authority of India Bill 2010. The second News was much more disturbing where the concerns of Mr. P. Chidambaram were highlighted. Incidentally the Union Home Minister of India is 
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From Facebook  - http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s320x320/388434_298395410201476_100000930577658_901171_1332796872_n.jpg


ये भगत सिहं किस गद्दार का नाम था ? ? ? क्या किया उसने ? ??भरी जवानी में देश के लिये फ़ासी चढ़ गया ? ?तो हम क्या करें ? ? ?ये उधम सिहं कौन मूर्ख था ? ?जरनल डायर को उसी के देश लंदन जा कर मार कर आया ? ? ?तो हम क्या करें ? ? ?ये खुदी राम बोस कौन था ? ?ये बाबू गेणू
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Just read the news that Union Cabinet Minister was slapped at NDMC center in Delhi by the Same youth who had slapped Sukhram.  This certainly gives rise to the question - "What has happened to the society that it has taken over by hooliganism and shed the cover of tolerance?"

Well, is that the real question that needs to be asked by us sitting in the comfort zone of our Air Conditioned Offices,
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Why do I buy water in a bottle? Why do I purify water at my home? Does the water bill say that the tap water is only for washing clothes or having a bath? Why dont I get drinking water in my tap? 

Why should I pay? a toll tax on every single black, 
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It often happens with us that at times when the communication is the most important, we find ourselves in a fix. This fix could be because of various issues ranging from lack of thoughts, lack of feelings, hurt sentiments, ego issues and few other similar cases. The funniest part of all this is Specifically the ego that is the reason of our hurt and pain, but we do not acknowledge that and we 
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Continuing from the previous post Old Melodies - They Are Evergreen



As I said in the previous post that the Lyrics were
more situation based and were composed with some really melodious music from
the Likes of -



&amp;lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&amp;gt;1.    
&amp;lt;!--[endif]--&amp;gt;Shri Madan Mohan

&amp;lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&amp;gt;2.    
&amp;lt;!--[endif]--&amp;gt;Khayyam Saheb

&amp;lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&amp;gt;3.    
&amp;lt;!--[endif]--&amp;gt;Shri R 
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Though I hate the comparison, but when it comes to few things, I dunno but the mind itself starts with the comparison of Good, Bad and Ugly.  The various things that my mind compares almost as a involuntary reflex are - 


Experiences - Good v/s Bad
Songs and Music - Old v/s New
Behavior - Pleasant v/s Unpleasant
Expressions - Happy v/s Sad


This post however is not about the way or the 
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Sometimes the relations can be very painful to each other.  Specifically in the case of long distance relations.  The physical distance starts creeping in the feelings and the thoughts and this starts building up of irritation within oneself.  It is hard to actually cope up with the situation and there starts the war or words between the two.  



Something similar happened in their life too.  
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The Title Must be - WHY INDIA ROCKS, but posting it in its Originality


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I trust you have the objectivity to realise that when things 'really' work, there is seldom if ever, any government hand.The article which came out many years ago was a bit spoilt in this instance by the THOUGHT at the end. Pure BS, specially the first sentence. Unfortunately, whilst most think such 
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It is pretty interesting to note that there are different perceptions and concepts for the way people think or perceive about their destiny.  There are few Brave hearts who claim to be fighting with the destiny and shaping their future, then there are a few who are God Fearing and take Destiny as part of the Script written by God or the Supreme Power and then there are mixed breeds,

However, 
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It's been sometime that I had written a scene for a movie, where I had noted down the angst and frustration of the Lead Actor.  This Scene dealt with the Lead Actress reading his last letter (yeah incidentally when I wrote this emails were not that popular).  Last as in, the Guy, who was Air Force Pilot, achieved Martyrdom in the 1999 Kargil War and he had written this letter when he was 
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Right from the start till end, I could
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KVnsoLtyd0UhOZgv7ZdQeru3bqU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KVnsoLtyd0UhOZgv7ZdQeru3bqU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WordsFromThoughts/~4/-OqPizif18I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://wordsfromsoul.blogspot.com/2011/09/bodyguard-disasterous-movie.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAERXk-fCp7ImA9WhdQEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4755195962357602931.post-4231294160318470203</id><published>2011-08-13T11:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-13T11:05:04.754+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-13T11:05:04.754+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Current Affairs - English" /><title>Dedication to Corruption</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wordsfromsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4231294160318470203/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wordsfromsoul.blogspot.com/2011/08/dedication-to-corruption.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755195962357602931/posts/default/4231294160318470203?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755195962357602931/posts/default/4231294160318470203?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WordsFromThoughts/~3/gD0CMwERNM4/dedication-to-corruption.html" title="Dedication to Corruption" /><author><name>Mayank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09762132134577492402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">It is indeed irony of fate that the movement that started for an stringent Anti-Corruption Law resulted in a law that swung the whole meaning of the entire movement.  It is really disheartening that the Law that was supposed to curb the practice of corruption, turned to such a point that the whistle blowers will think twice to spill the beans. It is really disheartening that the government lead 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nGz7LjdbuAnKPwWQ1nS9p0Cdvbc/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nGz7LjdbuAnKPwWQ1nS9p0Cdvbc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WordsFromThoughts/~4/gD0CMwERNM4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://wordsfromsoul.blogspot.com/2011/08/dedication-to-corruption.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcBQ3w4eSp7ImA9WhdRF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4755195962357602931.post-6039250989430846059</id><published>2011-08-08T09:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-08T09:30:52.231+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-08T09:30:52.231+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Current Affairs" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Indian Stock Market" /><title>Downgrading of US Credit Rating and Indian Stock Market</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wordsfromsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6039250989430846059/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wordsfromsoul.blogspot.com/2011/08/downgrading-of-us-credit-rating-and.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755195962357602931/posts/default/6039250989430846059?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755195962357602931/posts/default/6039250989430846059?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WordsFromThoughts/~3/LSrcT4zJJrQ/downgrading-of-us-credit-rating-and.html" title="Downgrading of US Credit Rating and Indian Stock Market" /><author><name>Mayank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09762132134577492402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">It was certainly a Breaking news World over when Standards and Poor (S&amp;amp;P) downgraded the Credit Rating of US from AAA to AA+. First ever since 1917, but yes that's a hard fact.  US economy is seeing a downward trend for all the reasons of Lack of Adequate Governance Mechanism and for the reason that can be well expressed as  - 
"In an economy if a few people make a few work for few who think its 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wOK-IlQF7WiGv71Pn83gOyHPd38/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wOK-IlQF7WiGv71Pn83gOyHPd38/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WordsFromThoughts/~4/LSrcT4zJJrQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://wordsfromsoul.blogspot.com/2011/08/downgrading-of-us-credit-rating-and.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEANRHg_cCp7ImA9WhdRFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4755195962357602931.post-7228693340594526658</id><published>2011-08-05T00:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-05T00:03:15.648+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-05T00:03:15.648+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="General Write-up" /><title>The Missing Link</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wordsfromsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7228693340594526658/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wordsfromsoul.blogspot.com/2011/08/missing-link.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755195962357602931/posts/default/7228693340594526658?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755195962357602931/posts/default/7228693340594526658?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WordsFromThoughts/~3/_1N4Dd590gg/missing-link.html" title="The Missing Link" /><author><name>Mayank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09762132134577492402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I have been a traveler for almost 8 years in a row....Business Traveler would rather be the right expression for me.  I have always enjoyed traveling as it had been a Business trips where I used to find time for my favorite Hobby - Photography.  I know most of you would think I would say writing, but writing is my favorite Activity and not an Hobby.  Flare for writing comes to me natural and 
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उनके शब्द------
इरादों की कोई सीमा नहीं होती...
इश्क़ की कोई तहजीब नहीं होती...
बस हम कदम  बन के चले संग कोई...
तो कोई मंजिल कठिन नहीं होती...


 हमारा  जवाब.....तहजीब न हो गर इश्क की तो उसे वासना कहते हैं
इरादों कि गर सीमा ना हो तो इंसान  को सरफिरा कहते हैं
तदबीर कुछ ऐसी है जहाँ के बाशिंदों कीक्या कहूँ कुछ दर्द उभर आता है सीने में
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XCX1UR09WEXphvJOe1fd0Wwg-OY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XCX1UR09WEXphvJOe1fd0Wwg-OY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WordsFromThoughts/~4/lP7Vv0Q4ySQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://wordsfromsoul.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_9166.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYGSXw9fyp7ImA9WhdRFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4755195962357602931.post-4515701035667273202</id><published>2011-08-04T11:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-04T11:38:48.267+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-04T11:38:48.267+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem - Urdu" /><title>कुछ शायराना अंदाज़ - २</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wordsfromsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4515701035667273202/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wordsfromsoul.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_04.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755195962357602931/posts/default/4515701035667273202?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4755195962357602931/posts/default/4515701035667273202?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WordsFromThoughts/~3/8Am5hGor37A/blog-post_04.html" title="कुछ शायराना अंदाज़ - २" /><author><name>Mayank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09762132134577492402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">कुछ नायाब शायराना गुफ्तगू यूँ हुई, कि हम उसे आपसे दूर रख ना सके.....

हमने लिखा - 
दिल को सम्हाल के रखना इस कदर 
कि टूटे ना वो हमारी इस कलम पर
शीशा नहीं है ना है वो खिलौना
अरे तेरा दिल है नहीं मिटटी का घरौंदा

 उन्होंने कहा - 
बेहाली का आपकी सबब क्या है... 
यह हम नहीं जानते... 
गौर सिर्फ़ इतना करना की ... 
कहीं कोई बेख़याली ना हो जाए  

हमने उनसे इल्तजा की - 
बेहाली बेखयाली बने तो क्या गम है

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