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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MBSwCaTyHlG-bUo4Z1WxPO9Fwvg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MBSwCaTyHlG-bUo4Z1WxPO9Fwvg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iFQXW/~4/xDQ_mMabchE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sankar1984.blogspot.com/2008/05/time-by-chinmayananda.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUHSXk9cCp7ImA9WhRWE0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-616619017890256165.post-7566716096919807725</id><published>2007-10-25T20:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T14:10:38.768-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-31T14:10:38.768-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="memory down the years" /><title>Fantastic Five</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sankar1984.blogspot.com/feeds/7566716096919807725/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=616619017890256165&amp;postID=7566716096919807725" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/616619017890256165/posts/default/7566716096919807725?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/616619017890256165/posts/default/7566716096919807725?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/iFQXW/~3/Kr8JkLIJ4ww/fantastic-five.html" title="Fantastic Five" /><author><name>sankar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698550657412690033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">Train: it fascinates me every time I see it. Never have I got a full view in a single instance, it’s an engineering marvel. I am unable to distinctly define which one of these I like the most, is it the sound of speeding train or is it the wind blowing through window or is it the relative pace at which we move or the prospect of meeting new people and interacting or the thrill of starting your 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tilwklUqB7ZQqiVIA7XOh6p1h1Q/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tilwklUqB7ZQqiVIA7XOh6p1h1Q/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iFQXW/~4/jB2kT5z9JP8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sankar1984.blogspot.com/2007/05/journey.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MAQHk7eyp7ImA9WBFbEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-616619017890256165.post-8316739170994697680</id><published>2007-05-01T16:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T16:37:21.703-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-05-01T16:37:21.703-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="india trip" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="memory down the years" /><title>I wish i could have coffee with her!!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sankar1984.blogspot.com/feeds/8316739170994697680/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=616619017890256165&amp;postID=8316739170994697680" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/616619017890256165/posts/default/8316739170994697680?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/616619017890256165/posts/default/8316739170994697680?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/iFQXW/~3/hwT35W9Yi14/i-wish-i-could-have-coffee-with-her.html" title="I wish i could have coffee with her!!" /><author><name>sankar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698550657412690033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I am not whining about having coffee with my imaginary GF in Chennai, INDIA where I will be moving in the next few weeks to be exact on 19th of May. The newspaper heading as you are doing now made me think of a variety of things and situations within the span of a minute, before my browser could open the hidden secret. But to my bad luck the heading wasn’t related anyway to  my thoughts and even 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zbqo8-USL_Y91aEDS_ghElegt6Y/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zbqo8-USL_Y91aEDS_ghElegt6Y/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iFQXW/~4/hwT35W9Yi14" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sankar1984.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-wish-i-could-have-coffee-with-her.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEAFSH4_cCp7ImA9WBFUF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-616619017890256165.post-1284550363582680677</id><published>2007-04-27T15:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T15:45:19.048-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-04-27T15:45:19.048-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="memory down the years" /><title>Borifying week</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sankar1984.blogspot.com/feeds/1284550363582680677/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=616619017890256165&amp;postID=1284550363582680677" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/616619017890256165/posts/default/1284550363582680677?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/616619017890256165/posts/default/1284550363582680677?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/iFQXW/~3/t4YZ514oHdg/borifying-week.html" title="Borifying week" /><author><name>sankar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698550657412690033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I stared blankly at a white wall for about 45 minutes that was less boring than what I have gone through the whole week. I have always enjoyed being all alone, reading books, watching tv and working by the side of it. But whole through the last week I was at the peak of frustration doing nothing. I have been through 6 hours of monotonous lecture while in B.E.; I would have loved that better than 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/olyQ6hh2wEgy0hViinb2ZGKZaCM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/olyQ6hh2wEgy0hViinb2ZGKZaCM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iFQXW/~4/t4YZ514oHdg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sankar1984.blogspot.com/2007/04/borifying-week.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QNSH84fyp7ImA9WBFUEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-616619017890256165.post-2141364297075662384</id><published>2007-04-19T19:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T19:36:39.137-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-04-19T19:36:39.137-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="religious" /><title>Objectivism vs. Bhagavad-Gita</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sankar1984.blogspot.com/feeds/2141364297075662384/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=616619017890256165&amp;postID=2141364297075662384" title="43 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/616619017890256165/posts/default/2141364297075662384?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/616619017890256165/posts/default/2141364297075662384?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/iFQXW/~3/VZimtuUHrbo/objectivism-vs-bhagavad-gita.html" title="Objectivism vs. Bhagavad-Gita" /><author><name>sankar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698550657412690033</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>43</thr:total><content type="html">The following excerpt is from AYN RAND’S book Atlas Shrugged“Philosophers have cut man in two, setting one half against the other. They have taught him that his body and his consciousness are two enemies engaged in deadly conflict, two antagonists of opposite natures, contradictory claims, incompatible needs, that to benefit one is to injure the other, that his soul belongs to a supernatural 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TC8Id3nsmrVbqJQgs86kJzQIcKc/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TC8Id3nsmrVbqJQgs86kJzQIcKc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iFQXW/~4/VZimtuUHrbo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sankar1984.blogspot.com/2007/04/objectivism-vs-bhagavad-gita.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkAERn0-eCp7ImA9WBFVFUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-616619017890256165.post-2778655531551282903</id><published>2007-04-13T19:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T19:31:47.350-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-04-13T19:31:47.350-05:00</app:edited><title>ANUGITA</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sankar1984.blogspot.com/feeds/2778655531551282903/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=616619017890256165&amp;postID=2778655531551282903" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/616619017890256165/posts/default/2778655531551282903?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/616619017890256165/posts/default/2778655531551282903?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/iFQXW/~3/jQIN6wX9y0k/anugita.html" title="ANUGITA" /><author><name>sankar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698550657412690033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I was searching for something related to BHAGAVAD GITA and by chance I looked upon this story called Anugita. I think I have read about this previously in some blog, I don’t remember exactly and I wasn’t interested at that time to look into it completely but this time I did read a part of it. The story goes like this…As we all know Bhagavad-Gita was preached by Krishna to Arjuna in the 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/A-rVwGvr8fw63oMUqibvS_lsrsE/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/A-rVwGvr8fw63oMUqibvS_lsrsE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iFQXW/~4/ZuFNtpVXtI4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sankar1984.blogspot.com/2007/03/is-money-behind-indian-teams-failure.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYAQHkzcSp7ImA9WBFXGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-616619017890256165.post-4592810269225493633</id><published>2007-03-25T17:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T17:59:01.789-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-03-25T17:59:01.789-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chat with LK" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes" /><title>chat with LK - 2</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sankar1984.blogspot.com/feeds/4592810269225493633/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=616619017890256165&amp;postID=4592810269225493633" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/616619017890256165/posts/default/4592810269225493633?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/616619017890256165/posts/default/4592810269225493633?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/iFQXW/~3/fjMkI9DXsrk/chat-with-lk-2.html" title="chat with LK - 2" /><author><name>sankar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698550657412690033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Lk: y did India come out of world cup so early?  Me: to start preparing early for the next world cup  Lk: which one is better politics or cricket?  Me: we hope against hope that both of them would do some good but both of them fail…cricketers fail every 4 years but politicians fail every 5 years, at least on papers, so politicians are better.  Lk: what would lalu say abt shakira stage show?  Me: 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5UvpwPR3kKYtm_WrTqXHSoG8EmM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5UvpwPR3kKYtm_WrTqXHSoG8EmM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iFQXW/~4/AViReG3ejD8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://sankar1984.blogspot.com/2007/03/lift.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8CQXc9eSp7ImA9WBFQE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-616619017890256165.post-2750488737461807742</id><published>2007-03-07T17:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T17:41:00.961-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-03-07T17:41:00.961-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cartoon" /><title>wheels of life</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sankar1984.blogspot.com/feeds/2750488737461807742/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=616619017890256165&amp;postID=2750488737461807742" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/616619017890256165/posts/default/2750488737461807742?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/616619017890256165/posts/default/2750488737461807742?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/iFQXW/~3/MlGgd6lsMPQ/wheels-of-life.html" title="wheels of life" /><author><name>sankar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05698550657412690033</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://bp0.blogger.com/_Fr14eC5uud4/Re9NKMZnrvI/AAAAAAAAAA8/I74fX6Kkuzc/s72-c/0ae23070.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">right now i am in fourth stage but the wheels are the only thing thats missing!!!!!!(ha..ha........)
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