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Miriam</title><description>You were the essence of shadows&lt;br /&gt;when we met you were endless within the shadows&lt;br /&gt;the black pearl with a faint glint&lt;br /&gt;a pulsing heart in that unlit dorm room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came from the sun, irate, imploding&lt;br /&gt;stood senseless in the sudden darkness&lt;br /&gt;you found me, took me into the recess&lt;br /&gt;and wispered, "I will cure you".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, from a loveless country&lt;br /&gt;you taught me love&lt;br /&gt;you taught me slowness&lt;br /&gt;you took me to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had grass and I had the fresh lung&lt;br /&gt;you smoked and I dreamed.&lt;br /&gt;I stayed and took in your breath&lt;br /&gt;and we were endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the rain came&lt;br /&gt;you weaved the black silk around us&lt;br /&gt;and I sprouted wings&lt;br /&gt;and you wispered, "you are cured".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436829-3136435599858613526?l=salon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~4/rcxx_Zy3s7M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~3/rcxx_Zy3s7M/remembering-friends-miriam.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fobsie)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://salon.blogspot.com/2011/07/remembering-friends-miriam.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436829.post-285903941468995661</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Apr 2011 05:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-07T11:59:36.610+05:30</atom:updated><title>Voltaire quotes</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9b7gDKRxsVw/TZ1UW_DkvNI/AAAAAAAAAH0/phZsHCUC564/s1600/Voltaire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9b7gDKRxsVw/TZ1UW_DkvNI/AAAAAAAAAH0/phZsHCUC564/s400/Voltaire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592719066124303570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"War is the greatest of all crimes; and yet there is no aggressor who does not colour his crime with the prtext of justice. " It is forbidden to kill therefore all murderers are punished unless they kill in large numbers and to the sound of trumpets."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;“No snowflake in an avalanche ever feels responsible.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;“Madness is to think of too many things in succession too fast, or of one thing too exclusively”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436829-285903941468995661?l=salon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~4/4AJpZtOMd48" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~3/4AJpZtOMd48/voltaire-quotes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fobsie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9b7gDKRxsVw/TZ1UW_DkvNI/AAAAAAAAAH0/phZsHCUC564/s72-c/Voltaire.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://salon.blogspot.com/2011/04/voltaire-quotes.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436829.post-7939724593156581586</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Apr 2011 05:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-07T11:24:04.450+05:30</atom:updated><title>Stendhal Quotes</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mPC36TFSAOY/TZ1Qv8wYyTI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Ch9RqF3S6fY/s1600/463px-Stendhal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mPC36TFSAOY/TZ1Qv8wYyTI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Ch9RqF3S6fY/s400/463px-Stendhal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592715096957176114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;The shepherd always tries to persuade the sheep that their interests and his own are the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;The more one pleases everybody, the less one pleases profoundly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="border: medium none ; overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;One can acquire everything in solitude except character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none ; overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;All religions are founded on the fear of the many and the cleverness of the few.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none ; overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436829-7939724593156581586?l=salon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~4/UU3mkjmjWGg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~3/UU3mkjmjWGg/stendhal-quotes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fobsie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mPC36TFSAOY/TZ1Qv8wYyTI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Ch9RqF3S6fY/s72-c/463px-Stendhal.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://salon.blogspot.com/2011/04/stendhal-quotes.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436829.post-4313403653837760695</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Nov 2010 11:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-19T17:16:01.863+05:30</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;p&gt;It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;J Krishnamurti&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436829-4313403653837760695?l=salon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~4/fuNrSir2pGo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~3/fuNrSir2pGo/it-is-no-measure-of-health-to-be-well.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fobsie)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://salon.blogspot.com/2010/11/it-is-no-measure-of-health-to-be-well.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436829.post-5216125036603197738</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Oct 2010 08:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-27T15:22:57.629+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Tehelka</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">shoma Chaudhury</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Irom Sharmila</category><title>The Story Irom Sharmila:</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0HabDTFcVmc/TMftiyWCftI/AAAAAAAAAHc/GH4RpxevsjU/s1600/Irom+Sharmila+Chanu+-+India+80p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532651849133489874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0HabDTFcVmc/TMftiyWCftI/AAAAAAAAAHc/GH4RpxevsjU/s400/Irom+Sharmila+Chanu+-+India+80p.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ten years on, her fast is unparalleled in the history of political protest. If this will not make us pause, nothing will"&lt;br /&gt;SHOMA CHAUDHURY in Tehelka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://word.world-citizenship.org/wp-archive/1626"&gt;World People's Blog entry on Irom Sharmila&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436829-5216125036603197738?l=salon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~4/iavUkfVsxA8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~3/iavUkfVsxA8/story-irom-sharmila.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fobsie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0HabDTFcVmc/TMftiyWCftI/AAAAAAAAAHc/GH4RpxevsjU/s72-c/Irom+Sharmila+Chanu+-+India+80p.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://salon.blogspot.com/2010/10/story-irom-sharmila.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436829.post-6417866231328524296</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Oct 2010 08:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-27T15:23:29.035+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Tehelka</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bihar</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nitish Kumar</category><title>Ntish Kumar's new Bihar : Article from Tehelka</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0HabDTFcVmc/TMfgWzMdUHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/72xbFLGr5-k/s1600/nitish)kumarlal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532637349552148594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0HabDTFcVmc/TMfgWzMdUHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/72xbFLGr5-k/s400/nitish)kumarlal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of these new rules of politics for a new Bihar are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• There will be nothing communal said or done;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• There will be no family;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• There will be no godfathers;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• There will be no criminals;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• There will be no moneybags; and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• There will be thought and action.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436829-6417866231328524296?l=salon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~4/ocMhP2RyB1k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~3/ocMhP2RyB1k/ntish-kumars-new-bihar.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fobsie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0HabDTFcVmc/TMfgWzMdUHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/72xbFLGr5-k/s72-c/nitish)kumarlal.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://salon.blogspot.com/2010/10/ntish-kumars-new-bihar.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436829.post-472382778139373350</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Oct 2010 06:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-27T13:23:08.819+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Naxals</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Tehelka</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rajendra Kanphade</category><title>Bureaucrat who went into the naxal heartland and came back unscathed: An article from Tehelka</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0HabDTFcVmc/TMfODBt8CsI/AAAAAAAAAHM/n4KWl0S4Qmk/s1600/maverick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532617218643987138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0HabDTFcVmc/TMfODBt8CsI/AAAAAAAAAHM/n4KWl0S4Qmk/s400/maverick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kanphade and seven volunteers left for Beenagonda, a village located 100 km away from the last police outpost on the Maharashtra border, forbidden because of the perceived threat of Naxals.&lt;br /&gt;Kanphade emerged from his journey to challenge this very notion. He emerged more critical of the State than the enemy. “The quantum of the Naxal threat and terror has been exaggerated by the police,” he says. “The Naxal bogey is being used to get more funds and higher salaries.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PHOTO: TARUN SHERAWAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436829-472382778139373350?l=salon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~4/lCOpr07c2gs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~3/lCOpr07c2gs/bureaucrat-who-went-into-naxal.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fobsie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0HabDTFcVmc/TMfODBt8CsI/AAAAAAAAAHM/n4KWl0S4Qmk/s72-c/maverick.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://salon.blogspot.com/2010/10/bureaucrat-who-went-into-naxal.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436829.post-468008792856041544</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Oct 2010 11:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-01T17:08:59.285+05:30</atom:updated><title>Two articles about India In The Economist</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.economist.com/node/17145035"&gt;A bumpier but freer road&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.economist.com/node/17147648?Story_ID=17147648&amp;amp;fsrc=nlw%7Chig%7C09-30-2010%7Ceditors_highlights"&gt;India's surprising economic miracle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436829-468008792856041544?l=salon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~4/limBuQNMMXs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~3/limBuQNMMXs/two-articles-about-india-in-economist.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fobsie)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://salon.blogspot.com/2010/10/two-articles-about-india-in-economist.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436829.post-8068730144038046442</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Jul 2010 11:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-12T17:11:50.907+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Arundhati Roy</category><title>Walking with the Comrades - By Arundhati Roy</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://heronsmakeblogs.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/arundhati_roy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 198px;" src="http://heronsmakeblogs.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/arundhati_roy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"See Ma’am, frankly speaking this problem can’t be solved by us police or military. The problem with these tribals is they don’t understand greed. Unless they become greedy there’s no hope for us. I have told my boss, remove the force and instead put a TV in every home. Everything will be automatically sorted out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click the title to read the full article from www.uyirmei.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436829-8068730144038046442?l=salon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~4/BNujjlC4RYk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~3/BNujjlC4RYk/walking-with-comrades-by-arundhati-roy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fobsie)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://salon.blogspot.com/2010/07/walking-with-comrades-by-arundhati-roy.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436829.post-7903290857073691652</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jun 2010 12:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-09T18:04:13.954+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Steve Martin</category><title>Steve Martin's business card</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0HabDTFcVmc/TA-Ju4zLHWI/AAAAAAAAAG8/dny2Dlvk5oI/s1600/stevemartinbusinesscard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 231px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0HabDTFcVmc/TA-Ju4zLHWI/AAAAAAAAAG8/dny2Dlvk5oI/s400/stevemartinbusinesscard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480750710147194210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's really his card&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436829-7903290857073691652?l=salon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~4/3NunxZN30y0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~3/3NunxZN30y0/steve-martins-business-card.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fobsie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0HabDTFcVmc/TA-Ju4zLHWI/AAAAAAAAAG8/dny2Dlvk5oI/s72-c/stevemartinbusinesscard.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://salon.blogspot.com/2010/06/steve-martins-business-card.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436829.post-1666405084060338519</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jun 2010 10:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-09T15:57:45.940+05:30</atom:updated><title>Some Woody Allen Quotes..</title><description>Luna Schlosser: What do you believe in?&lt;br /&gt;Miles Monroe: Sex and death. Two things that come once in my lifetime. But, at least after death you're not nauseous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brain?! That's my second favorite organ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luna Schlosser: It's hard to believe that you haven't had sex for 200 years.&lt;br /&gt;Miles Monroe: 204, if you count my marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death should not be seen as the end, but as a very effective way to cut down expenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Whilst In California.]&lt;br /&gt;Annie: It's so clean out here!&lt;br /&gt;Alvy (Woody): That's because they don't throw their garbage away, they turn it into television shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[on sex]&lt;br /&gt;It was the most fun I ever had without laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun is bad for you. Everything our parents said was good is bad. Sun, milk, red meat... college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think people should mate for life, like pigeons or Catholics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't control life. It doesn't wind up perfectly. Only art you can control. Art and masturbation. Two areas in which I am an absolute expert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you, I'm an atheist; to God, I'm the loyal opposition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took one course in existential philosophy at, eh.... New York University, and on, uh, on the final ... they gave me 10 questions, and, uh, I couldn't answer a single one of them. You know? I left 'em all blank... got a hundred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes to have a little good luck is the most brilliant plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know enough to be incompetent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life doesn't imitate art, it imitates bad television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you're the opposite of a paranoid. I think you go around with the insane delusion that people like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's wrong with science. Ya know, between, between air conditioning and the Pope, I'll take air conditioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex is better than talk. Ask anybody in this bar. Talk is what you suffer through so you can get to sex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436829-1666405084060338519?l=salon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~4/D1z6a1W7bk4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~3/D1z6a1W7bk4/some-woody-allen-quotes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fobsie)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://salon.blogspot.com/2010/06/some-woody-allen-quotes.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436829.post-8377424433317092895</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Feb 2010 11:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-07T17:18:38.171+05:30</atom:updated><title>Qwerty</title><description>This is testing activity. Just routine. Don't bother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436829-8377424433317092895?l=salon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~4/-3UnNdrtPpw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~3/-3UnNdrtPpw/qwerty.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clement)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://salon.blogspot.com/2010/02/qwerty.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436829.post-3654987153390144772</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Jan 2010 08:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-29T14:09:45.578+05:30</atom:updated><title>Religion</title><description>I quote from a letter to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Economist&lt;/span&gt;'s editor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Religion is a private matter and should be kept that way. Countless millions have died in religion’s ongoing campaign to force its beliefs on its victims. Religion is socially divisive by design and is mostly about the desire of competing religious hierarchies to control people’s minds, just like communism or fascism. Religion seems to have an amazing immunity from normal laws. If anyone advertised that by taking a certain medicine one would live for ever and go to heaven, the product would be banned under the trades description act. Yet religion can publicly make its totally unprovable claims and get away with it.  &lt;p&gt;We owe it to ourselves to push back against this tide of intolerance. The problem lies not with someone obtaining quiet comfort from their belief, but with vehement modern crusaders who would have us live by 10th-century standards or teach our children that Earth was created a ridiculous 6,000 years ago. The same goes for those Jews who think they have a god-given right to grab Palestine and the Catholic church with its policy of indoctrinating children when they’re most young.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436829-3654987153390144772?l=salon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~4/QOx9LY9U6-U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~3/QOx9LY9U6-U/religion.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clement)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://salon.blogspot.com/2010/01/religion.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436829.post-1937414296220989160</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Dec 2009 10:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-14T15:56:50.757+05:30</atom:updated><title>From the Bible</title><description>The Lord speaks through Samuel to Saul as follows: “Now go and smite Amalek, and utterly destroy all that they have, and spare them not; but slay both man and woman, infant and suckling, ox and sheep, camel and ass.” (I Samuel, 15)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436829-1937414296220989160?l=salon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~4/ZGDw7SJuWL0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~3/ZGDw7SJuWL0/from-bible.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clement)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://salon.blogspot.com/2009/12/from-bible.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436829.post-7350105386599885667</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Sep 2009 06:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-09T16:08:11.202+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sam Peckinpah</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Richard Rountree</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ali McGraw</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">John Singleton</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Quincy Jones</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Steve McQueen</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Samuel L JAckson</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Shaft</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Gordon Parks</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Getaway</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Isaac Hayes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Boyz n the Hood</category><title>Two fast action flicks: Getaway and Shaft</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0HabDTFcVmc/SrcjAJrxjaI/AAAAAAAAAGk/VnUhSnIVEf0/s1600-h/Getaway6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0HabDTFcVmc/SrcjAJrxjaI/AAAAAAAAAGk/VnUhSnIVEf0/s400/Getaway6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383810365051211170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getaway:&lt;br /&gt;An action filled masterpiece from Sam Peckinpah starring Steve McQueen and Ali McGraw. Exemplary acting from McQueen and McGraw depicting a turbulent relationship amidst robbery, double crossing, violence, chase, murder and sex. For Peckinpah these are familiar territory and he delivers the movie with exceptional cuts and montages. What's lacking in the movie is the original score by Quincy Jones don't keeping up to the flow and punch of the visuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0HabDTFcVmc/SrcoDl1Xd8I/AAAAAAAAAGs/pOu5TnkGGVs/s1600-h/shaft1234141946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0HabDTFcVmc/SrcoDl1Xd8I/AAAAAAAAAGs/pOu5TnkGGVs/s400/shaft1234141946.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383815921705383874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaft(2000)&lt;br /&gt;Directed by John Singleton of Boyz n the Hood fame, Shaft was different and better than Getaway in its soundtrack by the great Isaac Hayes. Shaft was made as kind of a sequel to the 1971 Shaft directed by Gordon Parks starring Richard Rountree which originally had the Isaac Hayes soundtrack. Exceptional action sequences, &lt;a href="http://www.moviequotes.com/repository.cgi?pg=3&amp;amp;tt=151150"&gt;dialogues&lt;/a&gt;, great overall acting from the cast makes this movie a great cinematic experience.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously after seeing this movie there are few things that I must do. To get the original soundtrack and the 1971 version of the Shaft, which is said to be even hotter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436829-7350105386599885667?l=salon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~4/4SJS_5rOlQA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~3/4SJS_5rOlQA/two-fast-action-flicks-getaway-and.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fobsie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0HabDTFcVmc/SrcjAJrxjaI/AAAAAAAAAGk/VnUhSnIVEf0/s72-c/Getaway6.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://salon.blogspot.com/2009/09/two-fast-action-flicks-getaway-and.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436829.post-5572770076524657640</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2009 12:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-21T12:15:51.104+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ozu</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">film review</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">B/W Cinema</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Japanese film</category><title>Tokyo Monagatari (Tokyo Story)</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0HabDTFcVmc/Slx3COOBHcI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jcYwVsRywzc/s1600-h/18651996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0HabDTFcVmc/Slx3COOBHcI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jcYwVsRywzc/s400/18651996.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358288536724381122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents visiting their children and their family in Tokyo quickly realizes that their visit has added more burden to the struggling middle class existence of their progeny. The parents, sad but totally accepting their situation return back to their home. Ozu with his incomparable sense of humanity have composed this film to perfection. Black and white film was rarely so near poetry. Without melodrama and emotional outbursts, with the characters smiling when they are most hurt, subtle like a river flowing, Ozu tell this story so Japanese in look but universal in the language of cinema. The flow of story and the emotional coherence of the shots are so perfect that you will never notice that almost all of this masterpiece is made of static shots. One of those rare gems in the history of cinema.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436829-5572770076524657640?l=salon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~4/YIeF3IeEY6U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~3/YIeF3IeEY6U/tokyo-monagatari-tokyo-story.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fobsie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0HabDTFcVmc/Slx3COOBHcI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jcYwVsRywzc/s72-c/18651996.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://salon.blogspot.com/2009/07/tokyo-monagatari-tokyo-story.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436829.post-2712284916216352932</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2009 12:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-08T18:32:47.785+05:30</atom:updated><title>Pune traffic</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0HabDTFcVmc/SdyfN2cbB5I/AAAAAAAAAF8/wzqFiW4R2FI/s1600-h/8april2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0HabDTFcVmc/SdyfN2cbB5I/AAAAAAAAAF8/wzqFiW4R2FI/s400/8april2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322303919946925970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One good thing about driving in Pune is that you are free to improvise upon the rules of the road. If you think that you are not moving fast enough, take the wrong side.Though there already is a stream of vehicles in the wrong track, you move faster than the morons in the right track. Now by any chance if the wrong track traffic clogs up, you can always crawl back into the right track. In doing so expect some difficulty caused by the righteous morons who were watching your activities for sometime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Another great thing you can do in Pune is to jump signals. If you happened to be the first one at the signal and also happens to be very upright about traffic rules, you are in for great fun. The wait for the signal to turn green is only a minute but people generally are in a great hurry. You are squinting at the signal for the green arrow. But by the last thirty seconds of that long wait people behind you will be making a lot of fuss and noise. You might turn around to see what the matter is, only to find out that they are actually shouting at you for being the party pooper. The traffic from the other sides have stopped and there is a gap of five odd seconds for your signal to turn green but that five seconds should not be wasted. Young girls and retired senior citizens alike will speak to you in ornate tongues and make sure your adrenaline is gushed and you promptly jump the signal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436829-2712284916216352932?l=salon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~4/joo2syVoWWI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~3/joo2syVoWWI/pune-traffic.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (fobsie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0HabDTFcVmc/SdyfN2cbB5I/AAAAAAAAAF8/wzqFiW4R2FI/s72-c/8april2009.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://salon.blogspot.com/2009/04/pune-traffic.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436829.post-5661703934420116000</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Mar 2009 12:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-04T18:24:06.936+05:30</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.newscientist.com/data/images/ns/covers/20090207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 197px;" src="http://www.newscientist.com/data/images/ns/covers/20090207.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...&lt;a href="http://www.newscientist.com/article/mg20126941.700-born-believers-how-your-brain-creates-god.html"&gt;religion&lt;/a&gt; is an inescapable artefact of the wiring in our brain..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436829-5661703934420116000?l=salon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~4/tgR02H_YQ4Q" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~3/tgR02H_YQ4Q/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clement)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://salon.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436829.post-5292985334369483036</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Feb 2009 11:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-23T16:51:53.202+05:30</atom:updated><title /><description>"Do not be daunted by the enormity of the world's grief. Do justly, now. Love mercy, now. Walk humbly, now. You are not obligated to complete the work, but neither are you free to abandon it." - The Talmud&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436829-5292985334369483036?l=salon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~4/E2R0JnAqFxI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~3/E2R0JnAqFxI/do-not-be-daunted-by-enormity-of-worlds.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clement)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://salon.blogspot.com/2009/02/do-not-be-daunted-by-enormity-of-worlds.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436829.post-2575560720924769828</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Feb 2009 04:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-23T10:16:48.627+05:30</atom:updated><title /><description>On &lt;a href="http://american.com/archive/2009/the-indian-railway-king"&gt;Lalu Prasad Yadav&lt;/a&gt; and the Indian Railways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436829-2575560720924769828?l=salon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~4/JwYugfd35qc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~3/JwYugfd35qc/on-lalu-prasad-yadav.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clement)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://salon.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-lalu-prasad-yadav.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436829.post-4654207561444596228</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2009 08:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-14T14:02:47.431+05:30</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;It's nice that (probably) the first "fuck" in feature-film history is uttered by a woman – during Molly Bloom's climactic monologue (9min 57sec) in Joseph Strick's 1967 version of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ulysses&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Good, no? Fun with &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/film/filmblog/2009/feb/12/clip-joint-swearing"&gt;profanity&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436829-4654207561444596228?l=salon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~4/kQmfqKPcsyA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~3/kQmfqKPcsyA/its-nice-that-probably-first-fuck-in.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clement)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://salon.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-nice-that-probably-first-fuck-in.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436829.post-8121954320294313038</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Feb 2009 10:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-05T15:54:28.208+05:30</atom:updated><title>Bach/Mozart v Hooligans</title><description>Theodore Dalrymple &lt;a href="http://www.city-journal.org/2009/eon0129td.html"&gt;writes&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;[...] I was interested to read in the local newspaper how the proprietors of some stores are preventing hooligans from gathering outside to intimidate and rob customers. They play Bach over loudspeakers, and this disperses the youths in short order; they flee the way Count Dracula fled before holy water, garlic flowers, and crucifixes.&lt;br /&gt;[...]&lt;br /&gt;Leys was sitting in a café where other customers were chatting, playing cards, or having a drink. The radio was on, tuned to a station that relayed idle chatter and banal popular music (you are lucky these days if popular music is banal only). But suddenly, and for no apparent reason, it played the first movement of Mozart’s clarinet quintet, transforming the café into what Leys called “the antechamber of paradise.” The customers stopped what they were doing, as if startled. Then one of them stood up, went over to the radio, and tuned it to another station, restoring the idle chatter and banal music. There was general relief, as if everyone felt that the beauty and refinement of Mozart were a reproach to their lives to which they could respond only by suppressing Mozart.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon16x16.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/dNZb" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436829-8121954320294313038?l=salon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~4/G8yd3Aa3QHw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dNZb/~3/G8yd3Aa3QHw/bachmozart-v-hooligans.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Clement)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://salon.blogspot.com/2009/02/bachmozart-v-hooligans.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436829.post-8648728763626699171</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Dec 2008 07:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-30T12:33:37.725+05:30</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0HabDTFcVmc/SVnHtPWksiI/AAAAAAAAAFw/6FDp8rqqrgY/s1600-h/flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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