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/><author><name>chinmai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520500851941885427</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>251</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/blogspot/SMoo" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/smoo" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EHRn49eyp7ImA9WhRWEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591326925838238588.post-3563881621664325018</id><published>2011-12-30T22:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-30T22:50:37.063+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-30T22:50:37.063+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="new year wishes.." /><title>Random th8s and New Years Wishes...!!</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Contemplating over this th8 since morning... &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
not to loose a sense of wonder - that child-like spirit..., that though what you create is in your hands yet there is something which is beyond your control which controls things the way they are... the way universe is... and yet every living creature is living in its own universe... &lt;br /&gt;
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Wishing you all a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wonderful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 2012...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591326925838238588-3563881621664325018?l=chinmaihemani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/feeds/3563881621664325018/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6591326925838238588&amp;postID=3563881621664325018" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/3563881621664325018?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/3563881621664325018?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SMoo/~3/lQllOUiH9bk/random-th8s-and-new-years-wishes.html" title="Random th8s and New Years Wishes...!!" /><author><name>chinmai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520500851941885427</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>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/2011/12/random-th8s-and-new-years-wishes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUMNQHY9cSp7ImA9WhdbFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591326925838238588.post-3483563433550118353</id><published>2011-10-15T22:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-15T22:21:31.869+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-15T22:21:31.869+05:30</app:edited><title>Mesmerising moments..</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Writing after a hiatus.. Truly impressed by the artists who I crossed by&amp;nbsp; today that I had to sit and write this post down..&lt;br /&gt;
While strolling after dinner with my sister on Ahmedabad roads, came across an amazing musician, playing "Ravan hattha", a small instrument made from wood, cocunut shell and bow's strings made from Horse hair...instrument looks little like ektara. &lt;br /&gt;
Though it looked easy to operate in the first go, but by seeing the artist play it for sure looked difficult to operate... &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Raju bhai Jogi, Cheerful as he was , played brilliant, irrespective of whether audience was there or not, whether they appreciated or not... &lt;br /&gt;
-It made me fill with sense of wonder and yet contemplate that there are umpteen talents in this world which would go unnoticed..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
-He was confident of his skills yet for his and his family's survival he  had come all the way from Jaisalmer, Rajasthan in search for money ,  playing outside a/c hotels to entertain those snubby people who might  not even spot him..&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
- To me it seemed that if there was a commercial angle to his attitude, he might not have cherished his music in which he immersed himself while playing ..&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
- Yet he was aware of the benefits of mobile technology in increasing his market potential and had his visiting card handy to share, to capture the market of the interested passerby..&lt;br /&gt;
Interesting....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Another instance to share was of a young Rajasthani couple, with rural tinge (it seemed to me), who may have been recently married.. with the guy singing merrily some pleasant songs for his wife ... and both cherishing each others company on a busy trafficked Ahmedabad road.&lt;br /&gt;
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How many of us would be of such&amp;nbsp; 'free' mind.. not so much bogged by the worldly tensions..??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591326925838238588-3483563433550118353?l=chinmaihemani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/feeds/3483563433550118353/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6591326925838238588&amp;postID=3483563433550118353" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/3483563433550118353?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/3483563433550118353?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SMoo/~3/qHtsTz7exFA/mesmerising-moments.html" title="Mesmerising moments.." /><author><name>chinmai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520500851941885427</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><feedburner:origLink>http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/2011/10/mesmerising-moments.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEIBRnw7cSp7ImA9WhZUF0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591326925838238588.post-2644447265514227989</id><published>2011-06-11T15:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-11T15:32:37.209+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-11T15:32:37.209+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="on rains.." /><title>the leaky sky..</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;sky is glazed,&lt;br /&gt;
sun is lost in the clouds maze.&lt;br /&gt;
rain .. rain .. and more rain..&lt;br /&gt;
torrential rains...&lt;br /&gt;
the rainy season had just begun,&lt;br /&gt;
but it seems in a day its quota of water it would dispel has overrun..&lt;br /&gt;
as though the taps of heaven were left open,&lt;br /&gt;
and god had just gone out for a run,&lt;br /&gt;
too much of something is not good&lt;br /&gt;
taking a break, it should..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
but for now let me cherish the weather..&lt;br /&gt;
let me sip that hot tea..&lt;br /&gt;
let me go out to get wet,&lt;br /&gt;
and dance with the puddle of water and &amp;nbsp;go tip tap tap ...&lt;br /&gt;
Happy Monsoon.!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591326925838238588-2644447265514227989?l=chinmaihemani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/feeds/2644447265514227989/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6591326925838238588&amp;postID=2644447265514227989" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/2644447265514227989?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/2644447265514227989?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SMoo/~3/8AcNKUe4E8Y/leaky-sky.html" title="the leaky sky.." /><author><name>chinmai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520500851941885427</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><feedburner:origLink>http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/2011/06/leaky-sky.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0ECQXo6fSp7ImA9WhZXEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591326925838238588.post-2697049768680572523</id><published>2011-05-01T21:22:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-01T21:31:00.415+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-01T21:31:00.415+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="environment conservation ideas" /><title>One man making a difference..</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;In our locality theres a kulfi wala, of whom i was impressed for the reason of his use of leaves to serve&amp;nbsp;the kulfies..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In this use and throw world it feels nice to see that some one is understanding the value of recyclable and non-recyclable&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-flbJQX_ZJ6M/Tb2CoLItrJI/AAAAAAAABbw/S_mMRR7ac8M/s1600/chinmai+246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-flbJQX_ZJ6M/Tb2CoLItrJI/AAAAAAAABbw/S_mMRR7ac8M/s320/chinmai+246.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Each one can make a difference..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lets start diligently following the 5 R's &lt;br /&gt;
Respect Mother Earth and Nature&lt;br /&gt;
Reduce&lt;br /&gt;
Reuse &lt;br /&gt;
Recycle&lt;br /&gt;
Refuse.. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I care.. I do.. Do You??!!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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check few images:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vvs0JqwxWYg/TamBAqNJnJI/AAAAAAAABbg/ADyv_RlBOhU/s1600/_D090917.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vvs0JqwxWYg/TamBAqNJnJI/AAAAAAAABbg/ADyv_RlBOhU/s320/_D090917.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Spider&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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**images courtsey kalyan varma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591326925838238588-1332597310336868994?l=chinmaihemani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/feeds/1332597310336868994/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6591326925838238588&amp;postID=1332597310336868994" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/1332597310336868994?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/1332597310336868994?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SMoo/~3/qI7KoT3mfaY/pondering-over.html" title="Pondering over.." /><author><name>chinmai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520500851941885427</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vvs0JqwxWYg/TamBAqNJnJI/AAAAAAAABbg/ADyv_RlBOhU/s72-c/_D090917.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/2011/04/pondering-over.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEANRXYyfCp7ImA9WhZTGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591326925838238588.post-7664240891527686037</id><published>2011-03-24T22:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-24T22:43:14.894+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-24T22:43:14.894+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random th8s" /><title>Random th8s</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Just came across my friends new born daughter's picture with her pristine and sweet dimpled smile...Picture perfect...What made me ponder is.. what makes babies smile in sleep.. they barely have an understanding of the external events that may lead us to smile.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591326925838238588-7664240891527686037?l=chinmaihemani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/feeds/7664240891527686037/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6591326925838238588&amp;postID=7664240891527686037" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/7664240891527686037?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/7664240891527686037?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SMoo/~3/xapgHgLg5WE/random-th8s.html" title="Random th8s" /><author><name>chinmai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520500851941885427</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><feedburner:origLink>http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/2011/03/random-th8s.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUCRng6eSp7ImA9Wx9QEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591326925838238588.post-7953916055104215585</id><published>2010-12-24T11:40:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-25T18:34:27.611+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-25T18:34:27.611+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny.." /><title>never out of college...</title><content type="html">Now this one I was intending to write since quite some time.. How engineers almost never live out the college type lifestyle.. not necessarily true for all but quite a few of them..&lt;br /&gt;
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Recently we had a whole lot of freshers who got recruited and had come to our office to find out their respective projects and office locations..Every where they were spotted in the groups and discussing something of prime importance.. canteen or in lobby..&lt;br /&gt;
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Boys though looked like just out of school types seemed to try and hide their child like looks by wearing ties. :).. and few girls looked so petite that it seemed that they had recently got out of their teens, with their braces off the teeth recently..&lt;br /&gt;
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No matter how hard these boys and girls tried to look professional that childish look still emerged.. looked funny and reminded me of beginning of my professional life..&lt;br /&gt;
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the haversacks may be replaced by rich office handbag.. but in months to come by with experience in the professional world building, the haversacks will be out from their closet and used again...&lt;br /&gt;
engineers will be engineers.. !! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591326925838238588-7953916055104215585?l=chinmaihemani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/feeds/7953916055104215585/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6591326925838238588&amp;postID=7953916055104215585" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/7953916055104215585?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/7953916055104215585?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SMoo/~3/Y2wrMS2OxnM/never-out-of-college.html" title="never out of college..." /><author><name>chinmai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520500851941885427</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><feedburner:origLink>http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/2010/12/never-out-of-college.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEMRno4cCp7ImA9Wx9RFUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591326925838238588.post-3381892732824841693</id><published>2010-12-16T20:13:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-16T20:14:47.438+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-16T20:14:47.438+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random musings" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="philosophical" /><title>Here and now...</title><content type="html">&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Living each day .. Living each moment mattered,... and while i still say this, future and past at times bogs me .. &amp;nbsp;growing and outgrowing each day. did it lead to maturity and the greater understanding of universe, i don't know... &amp;nbsp;or may be it just gave me understanding of mundane circumstances and surrounding people and their behaviour, and i say i became mature... &amp;nbsp;yet &amp;nbsp;i don't even realize that time will sweep by and life may end...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Universe is mysterious , so full of happenings that don't necessary have logic and reasoning..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;whose life of the past 6 billion years has never been forgotten for the contribution they did &amp;nbsp;to the universe during their times of existence.. bones would get dissolved into the sand.. and the ones that may have got excavated would not be bearing any name tag... so what is it that matters to me ..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;While sitting in this cubicle and &amp;nbsp;making better deals or meeting my targets which is in a way is a life that I have accepted, i get these thoughts .. &amp;nbsp;did i inspire someone in my surrounding.. did i ease someone's pain... did i make some one's life better...is there something that i do that would make some one a little happier...did i wonder on the mysteries of universe, mysteries of life and death, existence of nature and various living beings, can i do such work which makes me happier .. would i get the courage to get out of this bent of mind that one needs to be excellent in their chosen field (chosen field it was by personal choice or the popular choice) and that was the only way to mark ones progress..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Life is too short to be led by doing things which may not make you or others around happy...Life's mysteries may never be resolved... &amp;nbsp;It is here and now.. &amp;nbsp;living it with courage, simplicity, honesty while doing things of liking will for sure matter to me and my surrounding..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;How do i take the life from Here and Now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591326925838238588-3381892732824841693?l=chinmaihemani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/feeds/3381892732824841693/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6591326925838238588&amp;postID=3381892732824841693" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/3381892732824841693?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/3381892732824841693?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SMoo/~3/9zD-rbuuhRs/here-and-now.html" title="Here and now..." /><author><name>chinmai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520500851941885427</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>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/2010/12/here-and-now.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUHQH4zcCp7ImA9Wx5aF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591326925838238588.post-2213609636872121944</id><published>2010-11-14T22:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-14T22:00:31.088+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-14T22:00:31.088+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="on Jammu and Kashmir" /><title>Learnings on J&amp;K</title><content type="html">&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;While having a conversation with a Kashmiri muslim shop owner here in Mumbai, he mentioned vehemently that J&amp;amp;K was never a part of India and that India has taken over it and that it doesn't even have a mention in the Indian constitution led me to look on net on the facts about J&amp;amp;K..at that point I was trying to recollect history but could faintly remember on it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Here is what I found an answer to the que.. was J&amp;amp;K taken over by India from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Constitution_of_Jammu_And_Kashmir"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"When India and Pakistan gained their independence on 15 and 14 August 1947, respectively; J&amp;amp;K chose to remain independent. There was an agreement by J&amp;amp;K with Pakistan and India that none of them will attack J&amp;amp;K. While India respected the agreement and exercised restraint, Pakistan attacked Kashmir in a bid to annex it by force. On 6 October 1947, Kashmir was attacked by “Azad Kashmir Forces” supported by Pakistan. To save J&amp;amp;K, Maharaja Hari Singh (the then ruler of J&amp;amp;K) chose to accede J&amp;amp;K to India.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In October 1947, the accession was made by the ruler in favour of India in consideration of certain commitments made by Pt. Jawahar Lal Nehru (the then Prime Minister of India). It was in the pursuance of those commitments that Article 370 was incorporated in the Constitution"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; color: #0645ad; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Article_370" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: underline;" title="Article 370"&gt;Article 370&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;of the Indian constitution, which is of a temporary nature, grants special status to Jammu and Kashmir. Under Part XXI of the Constitution of India, which deals with “Temporary, Transitional and Special provisions”, the State of Jammu and Kashmir has been accorded special status under Article 370. Even though included in 1st Schedule as 15th state, all the provisions of the Constitution which are applicable to other states are not applicable to J&amp;amp;K. For example, till 1965, J&amp;amp;K had a Sadr-e-Riyasat for Governor and Prime Minister in place of Chief Minister."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It enjoys a s&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;eparate Constitution J&amp;amp;K and is the only state in India which has a Constitution of its own. The Constitution of J&amp;amp;K was enacted by a separate Constituent Assembly set up by the State and it came into force on 26 January 1957.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591326925838238588-2213609636872121944?l=chinmaihemani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/feeds/2213609636872121944/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6591326925838238588&amp;postID=2213609636872121944" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/2213609636872121944?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/2213609636872121944?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SMoo/~3/fSoy8gC-45I/learnings-on-j.html" title="Learnings on J&amp;K" /><author><name>chinmai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520500851941885427</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><feedburner:origLink>http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/2010/11/learnings-on-j.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcDQHg5eSp7ImA9Wx5aFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591326925838238588.post-8697810495884587687</id><published>2010-11-12T18:17:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-12T18:17:51.621+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-12T18:17:51.621+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="speaking tuff" /><title>Random th8s</title><content type="html">A simple observation...  &lt;br /&gt;
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It may be OK to lie to someone else if you are not caught.. but at least don't lie to your own self..unless you don't realize that  lying has become like a reflex and you don't even realize yourself when u use it.. !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591326925838238588-8697810495884587687?l=chinmaihemani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/feeds/8697810495884587687/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6591326925838238588&amp;postID=8697810495884587687" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/8697810495884587687?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/8697810495884587687?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SMoo/~3/Sx6ihoCIMC4/random-th8s.html" title="Random th8s" /><author><name>chinmai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520500851941885427</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><feedburner:origLink>http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/2010/11/random-th8s.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEIBRnw9cCp7ImA9Wx5aE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591326925838238588.post-7250157822838487800</id><published>2010-11-09T20:53:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-09T20:59:17.268+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-09T20:59:17.268+05:30</app:edited><title>Diwali festivities..</title><content type="html">While there were few people of the upper middle class flocking the malls during Diwali festivities with their dispensable income to splurge on , I found people of the middle class in the near by society where I stay who had organised for some community puja, children's singing, rangoli, elocution contests and drama performed by some professional troupe, antakshari contest for all.. It was amazing to see their spirits and celebrating the festival together...&lt;br /&gt;
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few of their photos &lt;br /&gt;
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With me away from family and with one family occasion nearing November end had gone to check and buy if I liked something for the occasion..but came back with this observation.. &lt;br /&gt;
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There is something we need to do to come out of our ghettoized behaviour..have some 'me time' 'family time' or are we just running away from ourselves and playing puppets to the chants of consumerism!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591326925838238588-6566331170027500139?l=chinmaihemani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/feeds/6566331170027500139/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6591326925838238588&amp;postID=6566331170027500139" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/6566331170027500139?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/6566331170027500139?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SMoo/~3/UChyT6U-yJ0/pondering-over.html" title="Pondering over.." /><author><name>chinmai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520500851941885427</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>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/2010/11/pondering-over.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEARn07eip7ImA9Wx5bEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591326925838238588.post-8876598795143228421</id><published>2010-10-26T20:41:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-26T20:54:07.302+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-26T20:54:07.302+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random th8s" /><title>Random th8s</title><content type="html">Realised at the moment.. giving suggestions and advices was so easy on some one else's confusion..but when it was your turn to take decision it became equally difficult..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591326925838238588-8876598795143228421?l=chinmaihemani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/feeds/8876598795143228421/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6591326925838238588&amp;postID=8876598795143228421" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/8876598795143228421?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/8876598795143228421?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SMoo/~3/FZDKCigrZSI/random-th8s_26.html" title="Random th8s" /><author><name>chinmai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520500851941885427</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><feedburner:origLink>http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/2010/10/random-th8s_26.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0ANQXc8fip7ImA9Wx5UEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591326925838238588.post-7370131149790808343</id><published>2010-10-14T18:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-14T18:06:30.976+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-14T18:06:30.976+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random th8s" /><title>Random th8s</title><content type="html">At times I wonder, how smartly some people shove off to you the torn money notes that they have got.. only when you go to pay those bills off you realize their potential to be rejected by the other person if he/she is a good observer.. &lt;br /&gt;
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In India some time back we used to get torn Rs notes in two parts with both the parts sealed in transparent plastic.. funny it was to see.. till the time there was a complete ban on such notes...&lt;br /&gt;
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These days we get notes joined by transparent cello tape.. and they are so nicely articulated and kept between proper notes that one would not realize at the time of receiving...&lt;br /&gt;
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indeed shoving the torn is an art :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591326925838238588-7370131149790808343?l=chinmaihemani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/feeds/7370131149790808343/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6591326925838238588&amp;postID=7370131149790808343" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/7370131149790808343?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/7370131149790808343?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SMoo/~3/N5lT7TGm5J4/random-th8s.html" title="Random th8s" /><author><name>chinmai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520500851941885427</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><feedburner:origLink>http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/2010/10/random-th8s.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMGSHs4eCp7ImA9Wx5WGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591326925838238588.post-8397897283757406600</id><published>2010-10-01T21:42:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-01T21:57:09.530+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-01T21:57:09.530+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="on water" /><title>On water..</title><content type="html">See I through it the pebbles lying beneath the flowing river..&lt;br /&gt;
so clear like a crystal&lt;br /&gt;
flowing incessantly..&lt;br /&gt;
frozen it is pure white..&lt;br /&gt;
and while it&amp;nbsp;vaporises&amp;nbsp;it knows no form...&lt;br /&gt;
so precious it is to life..&lt;br /&gt;
why then am I wasting that precious resource.. why then is that I am not respecting it ..&lt;br /&gt;
Conserve water... Conserve Life..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591326925838238588-8397897283757406600?l=chinmaihemani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/feeds/8397897283757406600/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6591326925838238588&amp;postID=8397897283757406600" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/8397897283757406600?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/8397897283757406600?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SMoo/~3/t2odOcKADiY/on-water.html" title="On water.." /><author><name>chinmai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520500851941885427</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><feedburner:origLink>http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/2010/10/on-water.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcBSXY_fip7ImA9Wx5WEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591326925838238588.post-6908119009380644238</id><published>2010-09-22T20:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-22T20:20:58.846+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-22T20:20:58.846+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poem" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ode to nature" /><title>Under that banyan tree I sat..</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Under that banyan tree I sat, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wearing my thinking hat…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;hearing the soft chattering of the leaves and see it dance with the breeze,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;how I wish the time to seize..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Calm within with the tunes of nature and time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Peace pervades within me sublime..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;And so I thought..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nature is beautiful, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nature is Supreme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;So should we not care for the nature which gives us so much,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;How could we play like insane fools and take the path to devastate it so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Apathy.. Apathy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the name of&amp;nbsp;industrialization&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;commercialization we devastated every thing that came our way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;wish nature had a tongue to share its state and wish we were sane enough to hear its say..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Its time we take care of our greedy selves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Cos&lt;/st1:place&gt; in the end if we don’t protect nature, the god of nature will not protect our petty selves.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Under that banyan tree I sat, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wearing my thinking hat…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591326925838238588-6908119009380644238?l=chinmaihemani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/feeds/6908119009380644238/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6591326925838238588&amp;postID=6908119009380644238" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/6908119009380644238?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/6908119009380644238?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" 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to ponder</title><content type="html">Why does one occupy window seat in the aeroplane when they don't want to keep looking outside the window ? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591326925838238588-2637638918400561955?l=chinmaihemani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/feeds/2637638918400561955/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6591326925838238588&amp;postID=2637638918400561955" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/2637638918400561955?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/2637638918400561955?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" 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type="html">Thoughts and ideas are so volatile as mentioned in my previous post &lt;a href="http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/2010/07/random-thoughts.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;..i have come across ample examples to prove that point.. just that you thought of something.. and the next day or may be in sometime you see some one has already implemented that idea and you may not even know that person..thoughts and execution at the speed of light...&lt;div&gt;such is life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591326925838238588-3389934863955917997?l=chinmaihemani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/feeds/3389934863955917997/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6591326925838238588&amp;postID=3389934863955917997" 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gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMHQXY8eSp7ImA9Wx5SEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591326925838238588.post-1373308962953507120</id><published>2010-08-03T22:08:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-05T21:37:10.871+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-05T21:37:10.871+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bombay muses.." /><title>Talk of the herds..</title><content type="html">If you have lived in Mumbai for some time and taken public transport you would correlate to this post probably.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- every thing being sold over foot bridge or in the train is in denomination of Rs 5-10 etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- only railways in the world where the merchandise comes to be sold in the train..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- as soon as the train halts people start running towards stairs.., initially i used to wonder what is wrong with people..why are they running as if running for their lives.. then I realized if you stroll aaram se you would be the one waiting in the jam packed stairway waiting for others push to move forwards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- you will find people standing in the middle of the foot bridge halfway staring at the tracks far sighted..one would wonder why there are bunch of people staring like that as if watching some movie shot..then one would realize that they are waiting for train, fast train or slow train which ever comes earlier they will rush to that platform accordingly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- walking in crowd learn to walk with one hand bent at elbow ahead .. stream lining people who come in the opposite direction to move out of your way.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;funny these encounters may seems and daily you may encounter many such experiences.. but it teaches you how to survive in the city which has no time and no breathing space..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enjoy...!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591326925838238588-1373308962953507120?l=chinmaihemani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/feeds/1373308962953507120/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6591326925838238588&amp;postID=1373308962953507120" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/1373308962953507120?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/1373308962953507120?v=2" /><link 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type="html">Bird swimming on the ocean floor,&lt;br /&gt;Dare not know the depth of the ocean,&lt;br /&gt;Yet it fear not the depth of the ocean…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         - x -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts are volatile,&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t catch them some one else will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          - x -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591326925838238588-3955682945405523243?l=chinmaihemani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/feeds/3955682945405523243/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6591326925838238588&amp;postID=3955682945405523243" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" 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gd:etag="W/&quot;DEINR3o-eSp7ImA9WxFVFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591326925838238588.post-2559851245739378543</id><published>2010-06-15T18:19:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-15T18:26:36.451+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-15T18:26:36.451+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="on rains..." /><title>on rains..</title><content type="html">tea, rain, the sound of rain, smell of mud, the fresh air and the breeze...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591326925838238588-2559851245739378543?l=chinmaihemani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/feeds/2559851245739378543/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" 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gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMCRX49eCp7ImA9WxFWEk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591326925838238588.post-4581180047357689180</id><published>2010-05-30T16:42:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-30T17:24:24.060+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-30T17:24:24.060+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="S.O.S" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lifeunparalleled flag off" /><title>Life unparalleled embarks its journey..</title><content type="html">After almost 3 yrs of starting this blog, &lt;a href="http://lifeunparalleled.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lifeunparalleled &lt;/a&gt;has embarked its journey. Lifeunparalleled is about life in any form is unique and unparalleled.. preserving it is equally important as saving one's own life. Alas! if human realises that the whole ecology is the center of universe and not just human alone. Death of one species would have its cause and effect though may not be in direct form.&lt;br /&gt;Are we not awakened by the ringing bells of the climate change? the melting glaciers ? the rising sea levels, the unusual weather patterns??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is not just about the bads but about showing ways to succumb and adopt which would help reduce our own demise..the exemplary work of outstanding people who are torch bearers in the road less travelled to conservation would be showcased ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It refers more about ways that we can adopt at home and day to day use effectively with one step towards healthy and green living..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can contribute by sharing about Conservation topics, people and their works in the area of conservation and their products we could use in our lifestyle to make it more healthier and greener..!!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/><author><name>chinmai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520500851941885427</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>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-unparalleled-embarks-its-journey.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkABQns4cSp7ImA9WxFXFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591326925838238588.post-7156975683700139530</id><published>2010-05-22T17:10:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-22T17:15:53.539+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-22T17:15:53.539+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="passing thoughts" /><title>passing thoughts</title><content type="html">that bunch of yellows looks more pretty in the association of the reds,whites,greens and the purples..&lt;div 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/><author><name>chinmai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520500851941885427</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><feedburner:origLink>http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/2010/05/passing-thoughts.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IARXgyfCp7ImA9WxFXFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6591326925838238588.post-2332422076973627961</id><published>2010-05-22T10:37:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-22T23:35:44.694+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-22T23:35:44.694+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="interesting stuff.." /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="earth and more" /><title>earth tilt or changing direction of east?</title><content type="html">March 22 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UY4NcDioVe8/S_dqFaydEYI/AAAAAAAABVM/QhGr61qqU14/s1600/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473960513414959490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UY4NcDioVe8/S_dqFaydEYI/AAAAAAAABVM/QhGr61qqU14/s320/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 22 2010 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UY4NcDioVe8/S_dtCfAQHAI/AAAAAAAABVc/-lNilaZA-Qs/s1600/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473963761541848066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UY4NcDioVe8/S_dtCfAQHAI/AAAAAAAABVc/-lNilaZA-Qs/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (here the sun has risen high, is covered by clouds and appears to be a small spot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UY4NcDioVe8/S_do8KFW_BI/AAAAAAAABVE/1fbSok72N9A/s1600/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UY4NcDioVe8/S_dq9UxU0JI/AAAAAAAABVU/W2AS4CUelvI/s1600/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morining shot of rising sun from the same place of two months before and after.. it shows the tilting effect of earth..or is it the changing direction of East...Interesting isn't it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591326925838238588-2332422076973627961?l=chinmaihemani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/feeds/2332422076973627961/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" 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on top to search for the source, couldn't spot it tough.. ( may have been creativity of some spooky crows ;) , who sit on rooftop and at times shower their stool for free to the passerbys beneath ;)  ) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at the sudden fall of the flying roti from nowhere onto the top of this lady's purse and her face expression of that sudden anonymous fall made me fall into peals of laughter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I realised why do we laugh..the situation was funny but it had actually put that lady in some sudden shock and embarassment.. Funny it was for the observer but embarrassing to the one who experienced it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confused still, I came and put search on internet of why do we laugh and I hit upon this &lt;a href="http://news.softpedia.com/news/Why-Do-We-Laugh-28974.shtml"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It says why we laugh can be categorized into three theories viz :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- incongruity theory&lt;/em&gt; humor arises when logic and familiarity are replaced by things that don't usually go together.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;superiority theory&lt;/em&gt; we laugh when we see somebody else doing something stupid or having some kind of misfortune and we feel superior to this person&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;relief theory&lt;/em&gt; holds that laughter occurs when tension breaks without anything serious happening.&lt;br /&gt;I could have categorised my laugh on Superiority theory.. but still would not know why I will laugh on some one's misfortune cause that would not have been my intention to show her my superiority.. or was it that it's so hard wired in us that it comes out as reflex action ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that next time you laugh you can categorise your laughter based on the laughter theories ...anyway Happy laughing and enjoy...;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591326925838238588-4582000159421185468?l=chinmaihemani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/feeds/4582000159421185468/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6591326925838238588&amp;postID=4582000159421185468" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/4582000159421185468?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6591326925838238588/posts/default/4582000159421185468?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/SMoo/~3/2FFDY4IFi1s/laughter-stalk.html" title="Laughter stalk ?" /><author><name>chinmai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17520500851941885427</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>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chinmaihemani.blogspot.com/2010/04/laughter-stalk.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

