<?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-8403869426291739403</id><updated>2024-09-13T07:35:09.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just about everything</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livetohope.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8403869426291739403/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livetohope.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pratik Sawant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392566508653301272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheleBbBSTN8ln6BxqkA56mxPTaBP_ry5sNi-UE8BOdYwjRHx9L-SBsxMleaYDPYVcpXwKgyaOyoI_Ekcp2rxyifnX-fVRmugvgL3SP-aBXOTdoqtB9anwTXNHBsJKPgB0/s220/IMG559.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8403869426291739403.post-6737665940008885345</id><published>2012-12-14T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-12-14T19:44:11.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying* my corporate life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I always used to wonder &quot; Does money mean everything in life? Do people get so attached with it after starting to earn that they forget keeping in touch? That the person who once meant a lot to them now mean just another person?&quot;. Then I got the answers for all these once I started with my corporate life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 28.15pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;In the past few months,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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1. I learnt to operate 3 critical machines&lt;br /&gt;
* Scanner&lt;br /&gt;
* Printer&lt;br /&gt;
* Xerox Machine&lt;br /&gt;
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2. I learnt to use 3 High End Software:&lt;br /&gt;
* Microsoft Word&lt;br /&gt;
* Microsoft Excel&lt;br /&gt;
* Microsoft PowerPoint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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3. I learnt to use 3 great short cuts:-&lt;br /&gt;
* Ctrl+C&lt;br /&gt;
* Ctrl+V&lt;br /&gt;
* Ctrl+S.&lt;br /&gt;
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4. I learnt to say three very imp words for professional life:-&lt;br /&gt;
* Yes sir&lt;br /&gt;
* Ok, sir.&lt;br /&gt;
* I&#39;ll Just Do That sir&lt;br /&gt;
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5. When I really wanted to quit, I learnt to: -&lt;br /&gt;
* Wake Up early&lt;br /&gt;
* Sleep late&lt;br /&gt;
* Continue to Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;6. I learnt to: -&lt;br /&gt;
* Face Monday&lt;br /&gt;
* Fight For 5 Days&lt;br /&gt;
* Wait For Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;7. I learnt to give reasons to family friends and relatives for not making&lt;br /&gt;
* Phone Calls&lt;br /&gt;
* Messages&lt;br /&gt;
* Mails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;8. I learnt to celebrate these things far away from loved ones:-&lt;br /&gt;
* Birthday&lt;br /&gt;
* New Year&lt;br /&gt;
* Festivals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;9. In last six months, People say:-&lt;br /&gt;
* You Learnt...&lt;br /&gt;
* You Earned...&lt;br /&gt;
* You Enjoyed...&lt;br /&gt;
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10. But when I compare me with my self...&lt;br /&gt;
* I just Sustained...&lt;br /&gt;
* I just Tolerated...&lt;br /&gt;
* I just Survived... for bucks&lt;br /&gt;
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11. I have survived:-&lt;br /&gt;
* For convenience of my Family...&lt;br /&gt;
* To avoid blame of Society...&lt;br /&gt;
* To get tag of Employment...&lt;br /&gt;
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12. When I already knew that I have got the wrong train.&lt;br /&gt;
* I learnt to Rejoice...&lt;br /&gt;
* To be Happy...&lt;br /&gt;
* To Smile...&lt;br /&gt;
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I learnt that corporate life and dreams can never meet... Because when they
meet, both will lose their meaning.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Had a 5 day Ganpati at our place , this time being the 29th consecutive year we are doing this. A time when the entire extended family members come together and there&#39;s a continuous smile on all the faces. . .feels great to be a part of a joint family at such times.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; The 5 days passed as 5 hours , and we realized it was the last day only when we took the idol &amp;nbsp;for &lt;i&gt;Visarjan&lt;/i&gt;. Needless to say, the house felt empty as though a body without a heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;One thing I felt bad about was that we there were&lt;i&gt; Ganesha&lt;/i&gt; idols which were coming under our feet when we went into the water for &lt;i&gt;Visarjan; &lt;/i&gt;and this happened not much than 20 feets away from the shore. People had irresponsibly put the &lt;i&gt;Ganesha&lt;/i&gt; idols just near to the shore and also did not care to see whether they were rooted properly. The immediate thought that came to my mind &quot; &lt;b&gt;Yaar, kuch kar rahe ho toh dhang se karo, ya karo hi mat !&lt;/b&gt; &quot;&lt;/div&gt;
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I had been to this restaurant called YOKO&#39;s some time back. An excellent joint serving delicious sorts of Sizzlers. What I ordered was a fried rice sizzler with cheese and french fries on it, tasty right uptill the last bite. What was even special about the place was that they let you customize the dish according to your likes, and yes the service is exceptional. &lt;br /&gt;Do opt for this resto if you wish to have something in veg, else theres another joint called KOBE&#39;s which is famous for its non-veg sizzlers. Both these are situated across various locations on the western line. Just google them for their exact locations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livetohope.blogspot.com/feeds/8019149897674979340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livetohope.blogspot.com/2012/06/love-italian-sizzlers-try-this-resto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8403869426291739403/posts/default/8019149897674979340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8403869426291739403/posts/default/8019149897674979340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livetohope.blogspot.com/2012/06/love-italian-sizzlers-try-this-resto.html' title='Love Italian sizzlers???   Try this resto!'/><author><name>Pratik Sawant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392566508653301272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheleBbBSTN8ln6BxqkA56mxPTaBP_ry5sNi-UE8BOdYwjRHx9L-SBsxMleaYDPYVcpXwKgyaOyoI_Ekcp2rxyifnX-fVRmugvgL3SP-aBXOTdoqtB9anwTXNHBsJKPgB0/s220/IMG559.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg64sYDMP2_1VCB0YOIqpiamwsm9w2lVhgyUZtJSm8HwFjMOYhZI0h_2jb-ahmmRqVdYqvfvsA4lYJ-ba8R7T3WR8XIDtrPeGHK-4FvsF7Zv7XBjHY3BFRx3WIvsCgNSED7wT5Xk1TgKmw/s72-c/2012-06-19+16.31.34.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8403869426291739403.post-1564530798332114912</id><published>2012-06-19T07:54:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-19T07:54:47.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turned 22!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
Well. . today I turned 22 years old and had the silent but sweetest birthday with my family. Sometimes seeing that smile on their face because of us means the world. As usual, some resolutions made - but this time they are made to be kept(ofcourse not to be disclosed for obvious reasons ;) )!&lt;br /&gt;From this day onwards, I would be updating my blog as frequently as possible. Do check in and comment.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livetohope.blogspot.com/feeds/1564530798332114912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livetohope.blogspot.com/2012/06/turned-22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8403869426291739403/posts/default/1564530798332114912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8403869426291739403/posts/default/1564530798332114912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livetohope.blogspot.com/2012/06/turned-22.html' title='Turned 22!'/><author><name>Pratik Sawant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392566508653301272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheleBbBSTN8ln6BxqkA56mxPTaBP_ry5sNi-UE8BOdYwjRHx9L-SBsxMleaYDPYVcpXwKgyaOyoI_Ekcp2rxyifnX-fVRmugvgL3SP-aBXOTdoqtB9anwTXNHBsJKPgB0/s220/IMG559.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8403869426291739403.post-1555236279065150864</id><published>2012-01-17T00:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T00:18:54.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Career important or relations?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
I firmly used to believe till date that preserving and nurturing relations was hell lot of important than your career. I mean ya, even the latter is important but not more than the former. But yesterday, when I had a conversation with a friend of mine on this one, he had a rather different view on this; a view which I did not like in the first say, but after thinking about it for a couple of minutes, I got to know its underlying .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He said &quot;I am very selfish about my career,far more beyond my relations.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Now this was what I could not digest and enquired further. Then came the underlying thought beyond what he said &quot;Till the time I dont complete my career, I would not be able to do all that I wish to do and to give it all to the people I consider mine!&quot;. Now that was what took me by thought....it really did make sense. Didn&#39;t it?&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livetohope.blogspot.com/feeds/1555236279065150864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livetohope.blogspot.com/2012/01/career-important-or-relations.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8403869426291739403/posts/default/1555236279065150864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8403869426291739403/posts/default/1555236279065150864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livetohope.blogspot.com/2012/01/career-important-or-relations.html' title='Career important or relations?'/><author><name>Pratik Sawant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01392566508653301272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheleBbBSTN8ln6BxqkA56mxPTaBP_ry5sNi-UE8BOdYwjRHx9L-SBsxMleaYDPYVcpXwKgyaOyoI_Ekcp2rxyifnX-fVRmugvgL3SP-aBXOTdoqtB9anwTXNHBsJKPgB0/s220/IMG559.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8403869426291739403.post-458915613503797997</id><published>2012-01-16T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T07:13:10.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trusting a person isn&#39;t that easy ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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Trust, a simple word to be said but has lots of strings attached to it. A person who is there with you for years may break your trust but another you know only for a couple of weeks may keep up to it. Life basically needs to be understood as the projection by a person must not be the only base on which we can the judge the limit to which he/she can be trusted.&lt;br /&gt;
But what does breaking someone&#39;s trust imply? Is it just sharing your secrets with someone else????&lt;br /&gt;certainly not!&amp;nbsp; It may even imply behaving completely opposite to the expectations of your close ones or doing/hiding things from them just because you might hurt him/her.&lt;br /&gt;Whiling away for a time is something considerable, but a long-time involvement in something which has its roots to the breaking of trust cant simply be tolerated. But yes, there is even a way to express yourself in front of the person who has broken your trust. That is because the person might have even done it out of having no option, not out of the feeling to hurt you. First things first, the person owes you a silent clarification about why he/she did it. After that, if you feel you may react the way you wish to depending on how you find out the clarification.&lt;/div&gt;
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 Well...a basic fundamental of life which we come upon at some or the other time in our life,a feeling imbibed deep within our heart and instigated by our mind, a feeling which results in many catastrophes or maybe lead to stronger relations.&lt;br /&gt; But what do we consider it as is completely one&#39;s own opinion. A person on one side may feel the possessiveness of his loved one to hamper his freedom. He eventually gets tired of it and finds reasons for doing things the other person doesn&#39;t like and gradually ends up in telling lies; just because he doesn&#39;t want to mess up with his relation neither does he wish to lose his freedom.&lt;br /&gt; On the other side , lack of possessiveness may even result in an empty relation, implying that both the people are enjoying their very own freedom because there is no interference of your close one.But at a later stage, one of the person may even get a thought as &quot;Is this person really concerned about me?&quot;. And the worst part is when this question arises, because in spite of having such a doubt in your mind you cannot go and confront your close one-because this is what you asked for yourself! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Freedom should not be completely linked with possessiveness, its something how we define it. Freedom can be enjoyed just with a little modifications in our definition, taking out some parts which essentially hamper our relation and the rest remains with us. In plain simple words, I personally believe that there should be some amount of possessiveness in every relation . This helps in maintaining ups and downs in a relation and also to understand each other better. It further facilitates us to keep track of each others life and prevent any misunderstandings which may arise due to insufficient knowledge about each others activities. &lt;br /&gt; But yes, finally this is my personal opinion and it may differ from person to person. I would like to further hear if someone has a different viewpoint on this&lt;/div&gt;
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