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Its marriage season in India and finally, I got to know one of my friend, Arun, is getting married. The marriage was scheduled on 11 May 2012 at Solapur and we started preparing for the same. There is nothing much that we have to prepare except that we have to inform all our friends and prepare the itinerary. Considering it was a Friday, a low attendance was expected. However, it was shocking for me know that the attendance was shamefully low. Modern world has made our lives such a hell that we don't care for our own breaths. Attending someone else's marriage is away, attending our own marriages is a dilemma. Thanks to the lovable HR policies that ensure that our bodies remain in the office buildings, no matter where the hearts and brains are&lt;/div&gt;
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After all the initial discussions, formalities and&amp;nbsp;judgments, it was decided that we will be leaving from Bangalore on Thursday evening to reach Solapur by Friday morning. The wedding was scheduled in the evening. The next big question was, "Who are these &lt;b&gt;we&lt;/b&gt;?". At some point of time, we meant Arun only. Later, Rajendra &amp;amp; I decided to make ourselves a part of it. That was it from Bangalore. Kiran agreed to join us on the way at Gulbarga. The Pune guys were quite certain that they won't be attending but kept pretending that they are uncertain. A bunch of guys from Bijapur/Bagalkot were expected to make it to the wedding and they were my only hope&lt;/div&gt;
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The Basava Express leaves to Solapur from Yeshvantpur. Blame it on my ignorance or negligence, I planned to go to Majestic. With just an hour to go, I learnt this and immediately called others to inform the same. I called Rajendra who was in a rick to Majestic and asked him to change the route to Yeshvantpur and also pick me up on the way. With Rs 500 gone into the driver's kitty, he ensured that we reach just on time to the station and catch the train in complete DDLJ style. Now for sure, I knew, I am going for a marriage. Luckily, there was no circus in Gulbarga where Kiran joined&lt;/div&gt;
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Capt Arun is a style icon. He speaks such hi-fi English that, most times, even he fails to understand what he is speaking. We reached Solpaur and called him. As I spoke to him, I considered it would be better if I do things myself. After all, I knew that the&amp;nbsp;accommodation&amp;nbsp;is set at Hotel Heriytage (I have spelled it right. That's how it is. Heriytage). Somehow, I got to know from him that we ought to get into Room No. 105 and that was all I needed. I kept saying OK to whatever he told. Blame it on my ears. I told him to come to the room and speak as I didn't understood a word. He smiled and asked us to get fresh and he will reach soon&lt;br /&gt;
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Siddheshwar Temple in Solapur is an attractive place of visit. We had been to this place long ago as a part of SSBJ trip (I guess, 8th or 9th standard). Visiting this temple again brought back those sweet memories. I was also happy to see that the lake around the temple is so well maintained. Due to lack of time or whatever, we could not go elsewhere. In the morning, we had a buffet breakfast at Hotel Pratham and it was&amp;nbsp;sumptuous. The lunch at Kamat Hotel was another memory refreshed. Seeing the Bengre Kamat board outside the restaurant made Solapur look like Hubli. The numerous auto rides that we had been taking all the day was another highlight&lt;/div&gt;
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The wedding was scheduled in the same hotel at around 5.30 in the evening. Being a Buddhist wedding, things happen in the evening. It was a different experience altogether, unlike the regular Hindu weddings (specially the North Karnataka style weddings) that I had been attending ever since my birth. After all the prayers, the bride and the groom promised to lead a life of a couple. Many more promises came on. The monks (read Swamijis) lined to tie them together for the remaining journey of life. In a few minutes, Arun &amp;amp; Shefali were announced Man &amp;amp; Wife. The focus quickly shifted from the stage to the delicious food that was awaiting everyone. I was amazed the speed of switch of the focus. I was busy with my new found hobby, iPhonography. I had borrowed the iPhone 4S from RD and was shooting my way to glory&lt;br /&gt;
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A grand vehicle landed with the couple, they were garlanded and the Military Band followed with great valor and fantastic&amp;nbsp;rhythm. This was a feast to the eyes. Definitely, life in the Armed Forces is envious. I was stunned, to say the least. iPhonography continued. People starting moving up the stage with gifts and bouquets. I just awaited. We were just 3 of us and I was thinking on what could we do. I had no idea and considered it better to keep quiet&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The&amp;nbsp;Embarrassment&amp;nbsp;and The Face Saving&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Flashes of different marriages of my batchmates kept scrolling over my eyes. Instead of frowning, we decided to ask a few army&amp;nbsp;personnel&amp;nbsp;around to help us give the traditional dips to Arun. Just then, I received an SMS asking me where I was. I knew the Bagalkot/Bijapur party was here. I was so excited that I started running to search them. There they were. In big numbers. It was a great reunion. Better than expected. I rejoiced the moment. This was a total turnaround. We all moved on the stage. The Hugs. The Kisses. The Hi-Hellos. The Oh My Gods. The Wows. The Smiles. Soon, life had become wonderful. It makes such a big difference to have your childhood friend along your side on such wonderful&amp;nbsp;occasions&amp;nbsp;of life that happen once in a lifetime. Soon, Arun, who was on cloud nine dipped the 10th time to almost hit the ceiling. My wish was fulfilled&lt;/div&gt;
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After munching some food, the Bijapur team left. We spent some more time at the venue. Arun was happy. A marriage cake was cut. A new life began. I was blessed to be able to see these wonderful moments. For those who missed them, we definitely have the pictures and this small write up. We left Solapur at midnight.&amp;nbsp;Coincidentally, May 12 was Rajendra's birthday. At midnight, in Solapur, all we could do is give him birthday bumps. The Karnataka Express whistled its departure and soon, Bangalore welcomed&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations. Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled. If you want to feel rich, just count all of the things you have that money can't buy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A quarterly progress report of life could include a lot of things. It could start with a objective statement on what we would like to achieve in the coming 3 months. If I am asked this question now, I would list out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting up by 6AM at any cost&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Complete all the work assigned by my employer, efficiently and effectively&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Read at least 2 books&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Make some effort on the fitness front. A brisk walk or a light jog to begin with&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Reduce time spent on the computer and drastically cut down the usage of spare time to browse Facebook&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The next thing on the radar could be the events that are coming up in the next 3 months and how do we plan to go about them. Right now, I could list&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;April 28 - Marriage Function at Bijapur - Attending&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;May 11 - Marriage Function at Solapur - May Be&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;May 27 - Examination - Attending&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;May 27 - TCS Marathon - Coincides with exam date&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;June 24 - Examination - Attending&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We could also write down a lot of things relating to our lives. For example, if someone wants to give up smoking, he can keep a track on the number of cigarettes smoked each day and check if a conscious effort to see a smaller number can help him get rid of the habit. If someone wants to lose weight, it would be more important to keep a track of the effort that goes towards this goal along with a track of weight. For example, the number of kilometers run, the effective hours spent at gym, the food consumed (on a qualitative view and not a quantitative view), etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A lot more customization could be done basis on the individual needs. For example, if someone has a hobby of traveling, he/she can set realistic deadline to take up the travel rather than browsing through SnapDeal everyday to find the right travel deal. A movie buff can keep a track of the new releases coming up and decide which one's he's hitting at the theater and which ones on the&amp;nbsp;Torrents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At the end of every 3 months, one can review whether the set goals were achieved and then, one could make attempts to improvise things in the coming 3 months. There are websites like Schemer, 43Things, etc. where we can list our goals and find people who have the same goals, share the progress and cheer one another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Such an activity will help us in being better individuals. We could even budget our finances on a quarterly basis by provisioning for all the expenditures and making room for savings. It helps in being more disciplined in life. We can keep a tab on a lot of things that can tell us how our life/lifestyle has been changing. Even a small track on the number of times we get angry can tell us how we are facing life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Having born on 5 March 1987 and having survived till 5 March 2012 helped me mark completion of 25 years of life on this planet. By survival, I am not referring to being alive. Lifespan is a decision of God. I am referring to the ways &amp;amp; means of living this lifespan. I mean, I have been able to live through amid all the challenges, uncertainties and adventures that the humans have&amp;nbsp;thrown&amp;nbsp;on each other to ensure complications in each other's lives in the name of development, growth, etc. Cruising through the rapid economic changes has been an opportunity for a few but a grave for many. I, somehow, have been able to cruise over these hurdles created by the mankind in the last 25 years.&lt;/div&gt;
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Life has been quite normal with nothing great nor anything not so great happening over the past couple of years. The only major news are career path changes from ICICI Bank to HDFC Bank to Sanlam. Each of these organizations have taught me a lot and have played a tremendous role in making me what I am now. May be, work places make us better people though they do not have such an objective. Colleges, though have an objective to make us better, often fail in doing so. A lot of things happen in life subconsciously. I keep saying that the reason for learning subjects like history/geography was more to improve our memory powers that to remember the whole bunch of stories. Life teaches a lot to us without our knowledge. Most times, we can't even recognize such things.&lt;br /&gt;
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This birthday, the photo suggests, is one of the most significant ones for me. Not because its a silver jubilee of life. After all, whats in a number. But because the way it came to my life. I had an intuition that this will be so but had no idea of how it will be so. I knew it would be magical. I am trying to recollect some of those moments back to life. Though its been about 20 days now, all is as fresh as it happened today.&lt;br /&gt;
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Deepak called me saying he wants to buy a bike and wants me to accompany him. I knew there was something fishy. I knew for sure that this is Priyanka's plan. To my best guess, I thought she is in Pizza Hut with Geeta and we both will be going there to celebrate the day. After a lot of yada-vada, we reached the Pizza Hut and found her. The way the tables were arranged, it was certain that about 10 people are hitting the place. I guessed that it would be her PG friends. To my amazement, I could see my IFBI &amp;amp; SSBJ friends walk in soon. Now, this was a real surprise. We had some great food and fun. After this, we all visited the Shiva Temple behind Total Mall, Domlur. I was very happy for all the effort that had gone into making this day so wonderful. No number of thanks can be enough to thank the organizer. It was a marvel.&lt;br /&gt;
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All this happened on 4th March 2012. At night, 12am, a cake was presented before me by Sushma &amp;amp; Spurti. A quick celebration was beautiful. On the B-Day, we visited the temple in morning and went to work. A cake cutting did happen in the office as well. Back home, there was another cake waiting. Some lovely decoration and planning was in progress. After about 2 hours, I cut another cake and we went out to dine.&lt;br /&gt;
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I enjoyed every moment of these 2 days. What was more important for me was to see people who took so much interest in celebrating my happiness. In fact, there were some more plans which I could not attend to due to shortage of time. However, I compensated for them the next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lines that I had written on my Facebook account on my birthday, "&lt;i&gt;If birthdays were really so beautiful, I confess that I have missed on a lot of occasions for I never believed them to be special days (as far as I am concerned only in respect of my birthdays)... But then, this one day was so fulfilling that it nullified everything that was missing... Had some of the most amazing birthday times with family &amp;amp; friends... Never expected something on these lines... 25 years of life on earth... This day made me feel that I have created value in these years... And a lot lot lot more is yet to be done... With love comes responsibility... Humbled, Honored &amp;amp; Delighted... Thank you Lord for blessing me with such beautiful people in my life... Now I understand what your best blessings mean... ;)&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;
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This collage has been prepared by Priyanka. I don't know how much time, energy and thought this has taken for her to make. But I know for sure that I can never equal the kind of value &amp;amp; happiness this gave to me.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Prasoon Joshi is back with this fantastic 1 minute ad for Coca Cola again and it is my jingle for 2012.&amp;nbsp;Bollywood music composer Shantanu Moitra has composed the music. The film is directed by Kaushik Sarkar, and produced by the production house Apostrophe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Umeed wali dhoop, Sunshine wali aasha...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Rone ki wajah kamm hai, Hasne ke bahane jyada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Zidd hai muskurayenge, Khush rehne ka hai waada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Umeed wali dhoop, Sunshine wali aasha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tum dil se agar poochoge, Woh Khush rehna hi chahe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Jab sachhe mann se maango, Toh khul jaati hai rahein...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;To khul ke khushi lutao, Ye kya hai aadha aadha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Umeed wali dhoop, Sunshine wali aasha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The slides read (Indian version of ad)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For a tank built in the world, 131000 stuffed toys are made...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For a fence someone puts up, 1500000 "Welcome" mats are placed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;While there are some ignoring the environment, 3000000 trees are being planted everyday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For every grown-up who can't write his name, there are 15 kids who can read a fairy tale...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;LOVE has more hit than FEAR...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;While some believe we are nearing the end, there are 5000000 people sending New Year wishes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;While some fight over petty issues, Millions share a Coca-Cola everyday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The ad also runs in another few nations. Some catchy lines that featured in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Based on a 2010 study about the world's current situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For every tank that is made in the world...131,000 stuffed animals are made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For each stock exchange that plummets...There are 10 versions of "What a Wonderful World."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For every person who's corrupt...There are 8,000 donating blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For every wall that exist...200,000 "Welcome" mats are placed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;While one scientist is designing a new weapon...There are one million mothers making chocolate cakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The is more Monopoly money printed than dollars in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;There are more funny videos in the internet...Than bad news in the whole world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;LOVE has more results than FEAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For every person who says everything is going to be worse...There are 100 couples looking for a child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For every weapon that is sold in the world...20,000 people share a Coca-Cola.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;There are reasons to believe in a better world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/905016540252712580-3300590378115411551?l=puneet3210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;After a lot of discussions, debates, talks, seminars and symposiums, finally, 2 marriages were fixed for the month of December 2011. Shravan weds Sudha and Gurushant weds Deepa. These decisions have taken quite some time to come but the execution of the decisions have happened in no time as there is always a risk of change of decision if the execution of it is pending. Its wise to quickly swim when the waves are on your side. The invitations dropped into our inboxes, considering the modern technology, and our plans began. The regular gifting plan was put into task and with a lot of struggle, it did get completed. We logged on to www.irctc.co.in immediately and ensured that we have a seat to sleep while on journey. It was decided that 12 of us will be leaving to Bellary on the night of 15th Dec (Thursday) from Bangalore and many others will be coming from their respective places. The expectation was for about 25-30 of our batchmates to make it. After the marriage, scheduled on 16th, we were on discussions about what to do on 17th as Gurushant's marriage was scheduled on 18th at Dharwad. The talks were on and conclusions were off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The Surprise Numbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;While 12 of us were supposed to be leaving from Bangalore, the number jumped to 16 as another 4 joined us in the last moment. Thanks to the tatkal service. We were meeting after a long time. Chats and discussions went on till 2 am and there was a lot of fun. There seemed to be no end to the dicussions. After reaching Bellary in the morning (6.30am), we headed to the Marriage Hall directly. After getting fresh, we ensured that we were on time for the most important part of the marriage, i.e., tying the knot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The Marriage - Shravan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The muhurtam was scheduled at 7.30am and at the right time, the knot was tied enabling 2 of them to enter into a marital commitment for life. We all wished them all the very best. After a quick breakfast, we went on the stage and did our regular SSBJ stuff that enthralled the entire crowd. Our slogans, punchlines and dips were really memorable for everyone. We could see everyone with so much happiness in their eyes and soon, we were in the limelight. Our teachers, Sri SR Hiremath &amp;amp; Sri CK Rao, also graced the occassion. After lunch, we packed and left from there. While some people headed home (native places), some decided to go to JSW Steel, Torangallu where Mallikarjun worked. Even my plan of going to Hubli changed at the last moment when I had almost got into the bus. I joined the Toranagallu team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The Toranagallu Bouquet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;This was my second visit to the Toranagallu. The place is indeed an amazing township. One will never believe that there is such a city in a village. We decided to go for swimming as it was a long time since most of us did it. After a cup of tea and some time seeing the mueseum, playground and other facilities, we plunged into the water that was shivering cold. We spent about an hour in the pool and headed for food. Everyone did love those moments. The next morning, we left from Toranagallu and headed to Hubli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The Drama of an Unnecessary Adventure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Mostly, when we travel, there is some or the other issue that creates unnecessary hurdles. While things had been fine till now, the bus in which were going to Hubli turned a hurdle for us. After travelling some distance, the driver said that the brakes are not working. So, we got on to another bus till the next stop. From there, we had to take another bus to Hubli. There were some confusions of the schedule at Hubli. So, we all decided to go to my grandpa's home and get fresh. Soon, we left to Dharwad after a lot of yes/no for Gurushant's engagement. The yes/no was because it was already too late and the engagement, in this case, was more like a family affair and thus, we could always give it a miss as we would attend the marriage tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The Engagement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;We reached Dharwad and had some good time on &amp;amp; off the stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The Homestay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It was decided that we will go back to Hubli and stay at my place. Coincidentally, a 2BHK belonging to my grandpa on the 1st floor was vacant and that was of a great help. We headed home and went to sleep quickly. In the morning, I had some very good exercise of carry hot water from the ground to the first floor. Soon, we were ready and took off to the marriage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The Marriage - Gurushant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;This was one great reunion. A lot of other batchmates reached the marriage hall and we were around 50 SSBJ students over there. That was a really amazing time was us. Gurushant had a blast on the stage when we went and pranked him. The best moment (for me) was making him sing the song 'atthi atthi nann atthi...' on the stage. It was decided that it has to happen and everyone agreed. He refused to it for at least 10-12 minutes and slowly people backed off. But then, some of us had no mercy. It did happen. Guess what, his mother-in-law (atthi) enjoyed it the most. After all the yada vada, we headed for lunch and soon, left to Hubli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The Nruptunga Hills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It was a long time since I had been to the Nruptunga Hills in Hubli. Its the most beautiful spot in Hubli. I had heard that it has been turned into an ecological park and there have been a lot of changes. Indeed, there were a lot of changes including the Rs 10 entry fee. We used to come to this place in our college days. As my home was just below this hill, my friends used to tent at my home before going over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The Delicacies of Durgad Bail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;This is a nostalgic location for me. A lot of memories are associated with this place. This is like a food street in Hubli where you get variety of food like Pooris, Idli, Dosa, Vada, Pani Poori, Other Chat items, Dhokla, Dhabeli, Girmitt, Mirchi, Bhaji, Paav Bhaaji, Rasgullas, Badam milk and so on. A lot of my friends were struck at the Girmitt stall and even the Girmitt maker wondered at the way we were eating it. I too had some good pet puja. We also had a fantastic gudbud ice cream at the juice center near Ashoka Hotel. I had no control on my mind as it wandered over a lot of happenings in life as some of the most significant days of life were spent here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The Journey Back to Pollution, Crowd, Work, Pains and Problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Though not interested, we had no option but to get into the train that would supply us to meet the Monday's demand at our offices. Unwillingly, we got into the train and believe it or not, nobody spoke a word and everyone was asleep in 5 minutes. Everyone knew the kind of life that awaits as soon as they get up. Sad that we have turned into machines. But then, at least, these gathering, get togethers and journeys make us feel that, 'Yes, even we are human beings and we have a life other than living to earn a livelihood'. The final good bye happened quickly in the morning and even more quickly, the hi at our offices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/puneet3210/~4/4cxspN5qz_E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/puneet3210/~3/4cxspN5qz_E/marriage-tour-dec-2011.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Puneetkumar Pattar)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fHEbEczP6t8/Tva8rTEsR8I/AAAAAAAABx4/zq_B6muXeIo/s72-c/407009_320062618012807_100000272156877_1320991_662044659_n.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>Hubli, Karnataka, India</georss:featurename><georss:point>15.3647083 75.12395470000001</georss:point><georss:box>15.3137678 75.04958220000002 15.4156488 75.19832720000001</georss:box><feedburner:origLink>http://puneet3210.blogspot.com/2011/12/marriage-tour-dec-2011.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-905016540252712580.post-2647515437115688783</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Nov 2011 21:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-27T12:36:59.795+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Debatables</category><title>How to avoid a break up - A True Love Story</title><description>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ijJxT4hMHkE/Tsgt6gPL0LI/AAAAAAAABLk/_LGPHokrOGk/s1600/humtum+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ijJxT4hMHkE/Tsgt6gPL0LI/AAAAAAAABLk/_LGPHokrOGk/s320/humtum+%25281%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Based on my experience in life about love due to my interactions with my friends, I am making an attempt to understand what exactly it takes to live a happy life. Of course, there is a huge volume of material available on the topics of life, happiness &amp;amp; success but then, we do not remember anything that we read when it comes to practical life. We know that we should not lie but we do, we know that we should not bribe but we do, we know that we should wake up early but we sleep, we know that we should make sincere efforts but we don't, we know a lot of things but we never put them in to practice in real life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Very recently, my friend broke up with his long time girlfriend. They had been together for more than 5 years and I would look up to them as role models for anyone who wants to rise in love. But then, like someone said, you always fall in love. When I look back to the reason why this happened, I feel it was so silly, cheap, meaningless or insensible but then, I should also agree that there are many things in the world which we ignore and many others value. When I asked the girl, she told me that he went out to purchase something with another girl and it hurt her. I was totally taken aback. It could be a case of possessiveness but then it can not be a case to break the relationship that is standing from more than 5 years. I mean, come on. My brains were blown off. But then, the girl explained to me that the guy has been doing such things in the past also. Despite her warnings, he has not stopped such activities. As far as I know the guy, I had complete faith in him but listening to these words, even my faith was shattered. I understood that there is a terrible misconception at one of the ends. To ensure that the girl puts out everything without anything hidden in her mind, I played a trick of supporting whatever the guy did. The girl was in no mood to talk to me, perhaps, she did not like a third party interference. As far as I remember, this is what we discussed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: So, whats the problem if he goes to a shop or for a movie with another girl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;She: I don't like it. Will you take it if your wife goes for a movie with another guy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me (shocked to some extent): Hmmm... May be no, but, I would not mind if she went to shop with some other guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;She: That's you. But I am not you. I don't like it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: But, come on. In which century are you living? Do you still believe in gender bias? Moreover, he has not done anything wrong. He has just accompanied the girl to a shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;She: You can explain me whatever you want but I do not like it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: Then why did you have this relationship with him for 5 years. You should have broken it a long back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;She: I truly love him but he is interested in other girls. In fact, this matter has come up many times and we have had many fights because of this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: Oh, I see. How many times?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;She: 1 week back (current issue). He also went out with a girl in 2008 and that too twice for a movie. Then in 2009, I think he went to a girl's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: So, 3 times in 5 years. I mean, do you think he should not contact any girl at all. What are you trying to say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;She: No, I have no problem if he speaks to other girls but I don't like if he goes out with any girl alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: But he told me that you have problem if he speaks to other girls. You have created a lot of scenes whenever he has spoken to any girl. He says that you have always fought even if he were to say hi to some girl. You even asked him to delete all the phone numbers of girls from his mobile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;She: Yes, what's wrong in that? Why should he have any girl's number saved in his mobile? In spite of all this, he speaks to girls. He has spoken 2 times to one girl this year. Last year, he has spoken to at least 3 girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me (going mad, psyche, fool): Do you mean to say that he should not speak to girls at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;She: No, I already said that I have no problem if he speaks to any girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: You just gave me a statistical count of the number of times he spoke to a girl in a particular year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;She: Yes. That was FYI so that you don't tell me that he does not speak to girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: OMG, I speak to at least 2-3 girls in a day. I mean, nobody even counts such things but I am trying to count. What is all this you are speaking? Don't you feel this is non sense? After all, what at least are you trying to prove?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;She: You don't know the pain as you don't have a girlfriend. When you have one and it happens with you, you will know then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me (thanking God for not having a girlfriend): Hmmm, so what do you intend to do now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;She: Break this relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;She: Yes, it has been already decided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: Why are you in such a hurry? I mean, 5 years of relationship getting over in 5 seconds because he met some girl for 5 minutes? Is this all you people call love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;She (angrily): Don't speak about my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: Or are you seeing someone and want to dump him quickly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;She: That's none of your business. Do what you have come for here. Nothing more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: OK, so, what do I go and tell him now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;She: Tell him that he is dead for me and not to contact me in any manner for any reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;After this discussion, I moved to my friend. In fact, my friend was just sitting nearby. I had asked him to stay away so that they don't fight and the discussion doesn't get lost. She drove her vehicle away from us and never even bothered to say a bye. I don't know what has happened. She was never like that. May be, the ego is playing a bad role in these lives. I know these people from a long time but I have never seen them like this. And the reason for which they are going to the extent of breaking the relationship is really something that I can't digest. I started to get a feeling that there is something else. The truth is something else and both are not telling that to me. I tried to take it off from the guy and this is what we discussed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He: What did she tell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: Go to hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He: What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: She told, 'Go to hell'. Don't ever contact her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He: Hmmm, I knew. I told you right. Nothing is going to happen. You simply wasted so much of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: What the hell is wrong with you people man? 5 years of relationship and this is all that you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He: That even amazes me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: People understand each other so much in days and you are like sucking each other's blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He: This is all a long story. There are huge stories behind all this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: Tell me the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He: Whatever you know is the truth. There are a lot of stories behind each of these words. Not today please, we'll look in to it some other day. By the way, what is the use now. Its all over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: Oh come on, tell me. I know, if not today, you are not gonna tell me ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He: Hmmm... if you insist, let me tell you. She is a very sensitive girl and very very very &lt;i&gt;ziddi&lt;/i&gt;. Unfortunately, I am &lt;i&gt;ziddi&lt;/i&gt; but not not very sensitive. I keep my sad feelings for myself. It all started in our college days. I will keep in short. There was a girl who she hated. I, unfortunately, spoke to her for some reason. The warning bells rung. I went to prove my zidd that nothing is wrong but she getting hurt due to high&amp;nbsp;sensitivity. My purpose was solely that she should understand that personal life &amp;amp; professional life are different. I also wanted her to understand that a guy speaking to a girl or vice-versa should not be construed as wrong as the society still considers it a taboo. Now, that was the greatest mistake of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: Why? What's wrong in that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He: Nothing. But she mistook it as my interest to speak with that girl. All explanations, debates, declamations happened and it was proved that I was right but nothing can ever change your thought unless you want to change it. The whole world called Osama a terrorist while some called him savior. Its just like that you know. The more I tried to explain her, the more the things went out of order. Slowly, it spread like viral fever and my speech with any girl, even the ugliest of them, was referred as wrong. I kept opposing to ensure that she will improve her thoughts, get the right thoughts on her mind and correct herself. My only intention was to ensure that such creepy thoughts should not kill the future. I wanted them to end them at the earliest. Unfortunately, its 5 years and the fight is still going on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: Hmmm, now I got you. This is a case of complete misunderstanding and selecting the wrong option which appears to be right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He: Huh, sort of. As we progressed, I kept making attempts to improve her thoughts but with each attempt, I was only writing my defeat. It was like a series of battle that I was aggressively fighting. Who knew that I am going to lose the war itself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: That's sad. They say, whoever wins the maximum battles wins the war but in your case, I know that you have lost it. I must say that she also has lost it bro. Don't worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He: I have always been a very social kind of person. I always had this dream of having my girlfriend introduced to everyone and everyone appreciating us and all that stuff. You know right, I always behave like a celebrity though I do not have anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: Haha, no doubt in that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He: It so happened that I introduced her to a couple of girls I knew at my workplace. My friend's girlfriend also was introduced to the same girls and they had a jolly good time. I was asked to join them but I denied. So, I thought, once my girlfriend meets them, they will know each other and have a nice time together. You know, the social recognition need. Something that makes you do what you like in other's doing. But things turned into utter dismay. She came under an assumption that I wanted to be a friend with those girls and I used her for that or something like that. Within minutes, things came to an end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: Oh my, this is really sick. You got to be joking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He: No. That's the truth. Though I blamed her and fought with her then, I do not blame her now. I blame myself. Imagine how much my one mistake costed me. Everyone around me goes around in groups and have such a nice time and each time, I just keep avoiding giving some or the other reason. Soon, the people even got to know this reason and it was so&amp;nbsp;embarrassing&amp;nbsp;for me. For the kind of person I am, all these are critical for me. Else, I would never care. But then, I said, nothing is more important than love and I did whatever was told to me. Of course, there have been slips here and there. What hurts me the most is that she did not even make a single effort to understand why all this is happening and what is the solution to this? She kept saying her own demands and if not met, break the relationship. We have broken this relationship, like some 1000 times, easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: OMG, I gave your example to the world for being true lovers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He: Sometimes, I turn mad when I think about all this. You know what, women are crazy characters. Specially when they have people who care for them, they turn too too too possessive, have expectations beyond limits and live in a world that no one wants to enter, not even the one they love. It is just a world with you and the girl. I mean, come on, its good for a day and not for life. The stomach needs food the next day. They never understand and never move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: I guess you should be right. I have no idea of this. Mate, the best solution to your problem would have been to keep quiet. You should have let her sleep in her dreams. You did a mistake by waking her and trying to bring her to real life in a instant. May be, you should have spent some time and then slowly got her into practical world without her knowledge. You have erred by putting words directly. You should have followed the indirect approach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He: Yeah, I know. I have thought about this. But then, I do not want to be a kind of management guru at least in front of her. I know I could have easily dealt this matter with the indirect approach but I wanted to be truthful and straight forward. You know, I had so much trust in her that I was certain that she will understand. I had so many dreams in life, so many, and none of them pictured before me without her being at least 90% of the part. I did a lot for her. I spent a lot of time for her. But these couple of matters, I never compromised on. It was not that I would go to a girl and f**k her or flirt with her. All the time, it was a genuine reason. I was totally pissed off whenever she pointed fingers at me. Because I have so much love for her but I never expected such a thing in return. This was discussed many times and decision was taken that she will improve but it never happened. Each time, she only made her thoughts stronger that I am interested in other girls and all that stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: Oh, this is crazy man. Now I know how good my life is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He: There are lot of joys too bro. Its not that love gives you pain only. Why are we fighting? Its because we resolve and get together. Why do we want to be together? Its because we love each other. Why do we love? Because we like each other's company and having a good time. This indicates that our life is better. But we have made it worse due to all this external crap. I have been telling not to discuss these things but these keep creeping in to life every now and then and make life terrible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: Hmmm, so what do you plan to do now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He: I have to firstly find out what at least is the source of all her thoughts. I mean, it can not be just her thoughts that is creating all this trash. Sometime back she was referring to some friend who told her that boys are always flirting. May be, there are some more such girls who are adding fuel to the fire. Something has to be done to stop this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: Yeah, I do remember a similar problem faced by my friend. She never got any gift from her boyfriend. At a party, someone put it in her mind that, it means, her boyfriend is seeing someone else and he is cheating on her. She got angry and blasted him. Poor fellow, he started buying gifts for her and she was delighted. At another party, someone told her, 'Men give gifts to women when they are cheating on them so that the woman does not doubt on them. They act sweet when they want to have some work done or when they have done something wrong'. She went back and fought with the guy. He comes and tells me, 'What should I do? If I do something, it means I have an affair. If i do not do something, it means I have an affair. Where should I go and die?'. All I could do is sit and laugh at him. Nothing happened in their life, you know. It all came to an end. And that poor guy did not know anything except the route to his office and back home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He: Yeah, such things do happen. Especially with women who receive a lot of love, this is bound to happen. I will tell you another incident. When one of my friend went to see a girl, the girl asked him, 'Would you save a girl if she were to be caught by a few goondas?'. He thought practically and considering his lankiness, he said no. The girl rejected him saying he does not even have the will. At the time of seeing another girl, coincidentally, he got the same question and he answered, 'Yes'. The girl rejected him saying that he can not be normal husband. He will poke his nose in to other women's matter. He will not give due attention to her, etc. Thoughts are so contradicting you know. You can conclude anything you want. The conclusion is already there on your mind. Same way, whatever I have been saying/doing has been concluded in the way she wants over the past 5 years. Thus, the truth has never ever come to the picture. So, I wish to give truth the chance now. I guess, I will keep quiet and see what happens. All the effort to convince her over the years have been wrongly interpreted by her. Lets see if she has gets a right impression at least now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: But, she's already gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He: Everytime she left me, I have gone back and set things right. The only reason would be that, from the bottom of my heart, I knew that I am nowhere interested in even seeing any other girl. But I would have fought with her saying that it is not wrong. This would make her assume that I am interested in other girls and she leaves. I go back, clarify and set things right. And this process has been going on from years together. There are a huge number of remakes and sequels as well. I guess, its time for me to stop now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: If both of you stop, who will solve the problem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He: God. He knows what is right and what is not. All these days, I forced the right upon her which made her feel it is wrong. Its time for her to understand what is right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: What if she never understands and sticks to the same point?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He: Does that make a difference?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me (totally shocked): What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He: Bro, I am not interested in f**king any girl or something. My mistake is just that I told her over and again that me speaking with a girl is not wrong. That's all. I will stop doing that. It hardly makes any difference to my life whether I speak to another girl or not. The one &amp;amp; the only reason I have been fighting all these days is only to ensure that she removes these wrong thoughts from her mind. I have no benefit from it at all. I just don't want them to be there because you never know what the future has in store for you. Though the world is so big, you repeatedly hit the same people time and again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Me: My mom keeps saying that a husband and wife have a lot of differences when they meet each other for the first time. The success of their relationship depends on how quick they turn these differences to common interests. She keeps saying that the major role in the relationship is played by the woman only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He: Hmmm, that's right. Lets see what is in store for me. Someone has rightly said, "Every woman wishes her man doesn't change after marriage and every man wishes her woman changes after marriage". I really do not know how this decision of mine will be taken. Whether it will be taken as a ignorance, not interested kind of attitude or whether it will be considered as ego or whether I will be considered as a cheat or whether it will be assumed that I had no love and wanted to end this relationship or whether it will be assumed that I am going around with someone else. Some bitches seem to have entered into our relationship who are guiding her. They would be the happiest to see their prediction of our relationship coming to end come true. I really do not know what has been filled into her mind by who or whether it is her own thought or whether it is due to this cumulative effect of what been happening with us or whether it is the pampering or whether the relationship itself has lost its value...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He broke into tears and fell over my shoulder. I guess, it would be the same case with her in case she too is, as per her words, really in love and it is still alive. I, for never having been in love, do not understand what this is all about. All I have been able to understand that there is a lot of force, energy and power in this one feeling. We left the place and had our dinner. While on the way, I got to know the greatest truth of love which my friend said, "&lt;b&gt;Its got nothing to do about the girl or the feeling or thought or anything. Its just that she wants me to do something based on which she is deciding whether I love her or not. Coincidentally, I am also deciding on the same parameter whether she loves me or not but my need of results is exactly the opposite of her need&lt;/b&gt;'. How true...!!! This is all the problem they have. In fact, this is all the problem the world has. While the Congress calls something good, the BJP calls it bad and vice-versa. &lt;u&gt;If the guy agrees to the girl, he will feel that the girl will never improve her thoughts and he is struck with a wrong girl. If the girl agrees to the guy, she will feel that he is a flirt and he will never improve and her life is struck with a bad boy&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Nobody wants to lose for the reason that they will treat the other person with a wrong thought. Thus, both are good and both are correct in their own senses. But then, both can win if and only if both of them lose. I guess, there is no direct solution to this problem. All that can be done is to love each other so much that these problems will just disappear. Insult the problem, insult the thought that created the problem. Do not insult yourself. Do not insult love&lt;/i&gt;. And now, I have been dwindling over this dilemma from the last 5-6 hours. Its 3am and I guess, I need to go to bed now&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Hope this helps some young lovers out there. Make efforts to grow love. Don't ever have a doubt on it. Love so much that the one who is cheating feels ashamed to have done what he is doing. There is a quote in &lt;i&gt;kannada&lt;/i&gt;, '&lt;i&gt;Pratyaksha kandaru Pramanisi nodu&lt;/i&gt;' (even if you have seen, check the validity by taking a promise). Life is more about having the right thoughts and approach than anything else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X8NHVGBo6ik/TsgrwrhH2uI/AAAAAAAABK8/ZnKadpAF-Jc/s1600/ht2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X8NHVGBo6ik/TsgrwrhH2uI/AAAAAAAABK8/ZnKadpAF-Jc/s640/ht2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I wish all the lovers a very peaceful life ahead. Keep smiling. No one in the world wants you to be hurt. You are hurting yourselves due to the wrong thoughts you have. Don't ever take someone's suggestions for your love or for that matter any other problem you have except from the ones who you trust completely. 50% of them do not care and the remaining 50% are glad that you have those problems. Take your decisions yourself. Always have faith in God. And like my friend, do NOT go to force anything on your girl/boy as the chances that they will assume that you are taking advantage of them, using them, etc. is very high. Just spend time together, enjoy each other's presence, speak good things, think about growth &amp;amp; progress in life, chit chat about bollywood, in case some issue like this comes up, try to joke on it and close it unless it is really necessary to do a research. You are lovers and not CBIs. Learn to also understand each other and express each other's needs in real terms and put them into practical application. The 3rd person has nothing to lose. Its only you who will lose all the the time, energy, peace, love and above all, trust. Don't forget the the 3rd person also has a relationship, life &amp;amp; duty to perform. He/she is the 1st/2nd person in another relationship. Everyone has got their own life. No one wants to enter your life. Its only you who pull them into your mental life. When you practically see, they are nowhere to be seen. Even in the above case, the girl does not seem to trust the boy and the boy is hurt because she does not trust him. Those girls about who the girl speaks are nowhere in the scene and these people are still fighting over them. They know it but still they don't stop. Trust is the foundation for every type of relationship. If the foundation cracks, the building just has no value. Its always good to lose the top floors (ego, jealousy, hatred, &lt;i&gt;zidd&lt;/i&gt;, etc.) than to damage the foundation. Give it up. After all, if you really love someone, you are one and the same. What's the problem in giving up for your own happiness? Life brings many real challenges in the future. Keep up your energies for them. Don't burn them away in such unnecessary thoughts. True love survives everything. Take care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Watch this nice video that I watched recently. Its about marriages. But observe the thought process of the boy &amp;amp; the girl. There are so many differences and yet, they go about the right way and end up in a happy life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;This has a lot to teach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You may also consider watching movies like &lt;i&gt;Khushi&lt;/i&gt; that go to describe what happens when clashes come into relationships. Don't just leave them there. Learn from them. Life is not a fancy dress competition&lt;/span&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/905016540252712580-2647515437115688783?l=puneet3210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I have been using IDBI bank for a few months now and I would suggest you all to walk in to any IDBI Bank branch and open a Savings account&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I have listed down some attractive offerings that have impressed me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Savings account in IDBI Bank is a&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;ZERO&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;balance account. You don't have to maintain any minimum or average balance. Use as you like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NO&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;charges for ATM card (issuance fees, transaction fees, annual fees, etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;UNLIMITED ANY BANK ATM&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;usage. Most banks allow you to withdraw only 5 times a month at other bank ATMs for free. Further, they charge Rs 20 per transaction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NO&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;charges for NEFT. Free online fund transfer to any Bank account in India (with IFSC code)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NO&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;24 hours waiting period for activating payee. You get a password on registered mobile using which you can activate payee immediately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;charges for issuing DD, cheque books, statements, etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;limit on number of transactions by any mode. It means you can even deposit cash in the account from anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Internet banking, Mobile banking, SMS banking, Phone Banking, ATM Banking, SMS Alerts, etc. All&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;FREE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;pesky calls or SMS for loans, credit cards, investments, etc. Good customer service when you go to branch. Less crowd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High interest rates on Fixed Deposits&lt;/b&gt;, Recurring Deposits. For FD more than 1 year, you get 9.50% which is among the highest in India. (Senior Citizens - 10.25%. So, if you want to open accounts for your parents or grand parents, its a viable option)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You should always have an account for your own savings and financial plans other than the regular salary account. Considering current conditions, IDBI Bank is a very good option. Try it. If you like it, continue. If not, close it. There is nothing to lose ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Finally, we must also not forget that IDBI Bank is a decent, stable and profitable bank which has majority of its banking business into industrial sector. This is their initiative to foray in to retail banking and thus, all the freebies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Updates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1. Even Visa Money Transfer is &lt;b&gt;FREE&lt;/b&gt;. Other banks charge Rs 20 per transaction. This effectively means you can transfer funds to any Visa credit card in India absolutely free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;2. Mobile recharge by SMS - Just send an SMS to get your mobile recharged. You don't even have to log on to net banking or do anything. The bank will automatically deduct the amount, send to your service provider &amp;amp; recharge your mobile. All this in seconds&lt;/span&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/905016540252712580-7834298696004732873?l=puneet3210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Fighting inflation - The Outdated Way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The traditional way to fight inflation is to raise the interest rates which will hit the people's pocket and thereby reduce spending, hence demand, and then prices come down. However, the RBI has forgotten the fact we are in a highly strong trajectory of growth. They have considered only economic laws but not the principles underlying fundamental life. The economic laws are subject to certain conditions. One must understand that any item of need, sold for whatever rate, will be sold. For example, we all buy water paying Rs 15 per litre though it is available free of cost. Tomorrow, if the bottle costs Rs 25, we just can not avoid drinking water. It is very easy for the retailers to pass on the price increases to the consumers as the consumers are ready to buy at any given price. Nobody thinks about food inflation while eating food, not even Mr Subbarao. In other words, you can not decrease your food intake because food rates are up by 12% while you expected it at 5-6%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The future of inflation fighting measures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;To get more practical, lets take an example of a middle class family where the family income is, say, Rs 25000 a month. The family is able to save Rs 5000 after all spending over food, clothing, shelter, school fees, etc. Now, when you raise rates, the family will not buy 4kg rice instead of 5kg. They will buy the same quantity by paying a higher price. Thus, the savings squeeze to, say, Rs 3000. You raise rates again and the savings will reduce to Rs 1000. Thus, there is no way you can battle this. Asking to stop eating sugar because it causes diabetes rather than making attempts to reduce sugar prices is utter non sense. Were onions not sold at Rs 100 a kg? Were there no purchasers? Did people stop buying or stop eating onion? Thus, any increase in prices will only reduce the saving ability of the public and thus the savings in the nation. The balances start appearing in current accounts (of businesses) and disappearing from the savings accounts. The banks will be happy till this stage. But then, the pinch comes soon. Soon, the savings turn negative and people start withdrawing the funds that they have saved. Or rather, they will start defaulting on EMI payments. The NPAs rise. And then, we reach a debt clutter which will be difficult to understand. And very soon, we will becomes the USA or the UK and our banks will start shutting doors or ask the Government for capital infusion or bailouts or loan waivers. The Government can borrow from IMF and increase its debts and fall in the national debt trap. Alternatively, it can increase tax rates on corporates and take out all those amounts lying in the current accounts of the banks in the form of taxes and give the bank the same amount as fresh capital infusion. What a Trick...!!! The bank's external liability turns into internal liability to the shareholder (Government) and the balance sheet looks Wow again. The banks give interest to public. The public give to corporate. The corporate give to the Government. The Government gives it to the banks. A&amp;nbsp;viscous&amp;nbsp;circle where money wanders till it is laundered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Therefore, the RBI must rather try to actually reduce the prices rather than reducing the demand. The RBI must understand the underlying fact that we do not eat 2kg rice instead of 1kg just because it is available cheaply. The sugar rates have fallen back to old levels and most retailers are even offering sugar free with purchases of certain items but does any data indicate that sugar consumption has increased. The sugar stocks have turned sick. Of course, the scene is different with automobile sales. But then, to keep these on a track, the bank must ask the Government to raise duties &amp;amp; taxes on car sales rather than increasing interest rates in general and affect everything including the housing sector making a fundamental need&amp;nbsp;in-affordable. The RBI must understand that the current economy is so vibrant like a shining mirror that if you try to hit it with a brick, it will hit back with a rock, unintentionally. This is exactly what is happening. The more the prices are&amp;nbsp;rise, the more careless people get with finances. The public will stop planning their finances and start spending recklessly as the saving amounts (like 500, 1000) do not interest them. Thus, the leaders leading the nation have to seriously think about the underlying facts &amp;amp; the long term effects rather than blindly looking for short term solutions by following the traditional economic laws, and that too, without completely understanding the laws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The Big Bank Theory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Indian banks are on a very strong platform. The big banks reporting 20-30% growth rates consistently over the years is not less than a miracle. As the progress has been happening over a long term, the banking industry is in a kind of consolidation phase now. Trying to mess with them at this point of time can be very damaging. The recent deregulation of interest rates can be a big blow to banks, and in turn the economy, in the long run. The RBI should not have forgotten that the banks are already stressed for the sudden changes in saving account rules over the last one year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The first blow came when the RBI announced that the banks will have to pay interest on savings account as per daily balances (like it is calculated on loans) and not on the minimum balance maintained from 10th to last day of the month. The banks interest outflow on savings account has increased by 60-70% on account of this rule (http://puneet3210.blogspot.com/2011/04/rbis-new-interest-rate-policy-its.html)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The second blow came when the interest rate was increased from 3.5% to 4% pa on savings account. The interest outflow to savings account increases by another ~15% on account of this rule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The third blow has come with deregulation of interest rates offering a competitive advantage for banks with low CASA ratios to pull markets towards them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;In all these decisions, the big banks have been big time losers. The big banks survive on impressive margins offered by CASA amounts lying with them. They benefit most from these funds and these funds are their major source of earnings. The scenario will take a bad hit in the long run. The RBI or the Government might think that the public is happy. But then, they have to understand that the public is not bothered about SB interest rates. The public is more concerned about the food prices, petrol prices and inflation that is snatching their pockets. A very few people think about earning interest in the savings accounts. The public rather considers FD or RD route in case they have an interest element on their minds. I guess, the PMO or the FMO or the RBI might not have received even 1 request from the public asking them to rise SB interest rates or deregulate them when we consider the lacs of requests that have gone to them seeking their help in battling price rise. Such unnecessary steps might not be welcome. Nobody celebrated these decisions though they mean more income to the public&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Small banks have already started increasing their SB interest rates. Big banks will be forced to follow suit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The Small Elephants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Another big question is, will the small banks be able to handle the large fund flows on to their balance sheets? Managing such fund flows is not an easy task. The small banks are not well equipped in marketing their loan products or in recovering the funds they lend. There are definite hurdles on this front as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;If the big banks stick to honesty and say that they can not offer more than 4% interest rate, the SB account holders might start moving to smaller banks &amp;amp; take their FDs &amp;amp; RDs along with them. The balance sheets of the big banks will start deteriorating. The deposit to loan ratio will take a hit and soon, the balance sheet will turn ugly. A situation will come when there will be needs for limitless capital infusions (like in the US, UK &amp;amp; advanced nations today) and yet, the amounts would stand insufficient to pay for their expenses or the deposit maturity amounts. The fall will be as simple &amp;amp; quick as the fall of Lehmann. It just happens and you will never know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;If the big banks do not want to lose market share and increase the rates at par with smaller banks, their profit margins will take hit. The banks that are showing a 30% YOY growth will fall to 10-20% odd healthy levels but the smaller numbers are bound to create a negative sentiment in the economy. Investors might turn bearish and start selling these bank stocks. Any such aggressive selling of a bank's stock represents lower confidence in the economy and the markets might take a bad hit and thereby kill the India Long Term Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Coming Up... The Killing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;All this can lead to a situation where banks will look for alternate sources of income to show the 20-30% growth that they have been achiveing YOY. One such stream would be to enter investment banking. Of course, the RBI only will give permission to Indian banks to start the investment banking arm as soon as the stress results are out. And once the banks start getting trading income, the balance sheets will turn haywire. Every ratio will go out of gear and you can never understand what is happening. Trading income is sweet in the beginning but trading losses are not just sour, they are poison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Banks might also land up to window dressing their accounts. It might start with, just this quarter kind of approach to save a face and its effect might carry on all over years. And one fine day, we have the Satyam kind of bubble burst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;There are a lot of disadvantages of all these steps that the RBI is taking and everything will show up in the long run. &lt;b&gt;The Governers must understand that Indian Banking System is one of the most honest and strongest system in the world&lt;/b&gt;. Any steps that hurt them might force them to, unintentionally, enter into dishonest world and the public might lose their faith in the banks as well. We already have lost faith in many things that are supposed to be our lifeline. Please note that Banking business runs purely on faith &amp;amp; trust. That is why, we bankers firmly believe, '&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Faith reaches where Reasons don't&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;'. I do not know how the big bankers have forgotten this basic rule which they were taught when they entered this field&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The target must be to reduce inflation by reducing prices by facilitating better credit facilities and help growth of the nation. Moderating growth is definitely required till it moderates. It must not be done at the cost of curtailing growth. Moreover, you can not curtail growth of us youth who are nowhere interested in stopping ourselves for whatever reason. &lt;b&gt;Sell us anything at any rate, we will buy it if we need it&lt;/b&gt;. When the equation clearly says you can not kill demand, try something else. Sorry but you might have to read Economics lessons again before misusing your powers to ruin a nation. I remember the '&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Back to School&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;' with Bata ad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Another mistake that the RBI might be forced to do in the future is to allow 100% FDI into banks. Of course, the day will come when national treasury will dry and we will need international funds. And another one might be throwing open the banking industry for anyone &amp;amp; everyone to do the business and thus, turn them into fish markets. Soon, you will run out of trust and thus, the depositors will not give you their monies and neither will the debtors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I do not believe SB rate deregulation will do any good (than the evils it can do) because, firstly, one must also understand that deregulation of interest rates, in the long run, means 0.5% or even 0.25% rates will have to be accepted by the public once the banking system starts facing challenges. The cream will get over very soon and all that will be left is the bread. Secondly, as long as SB rates are regulated, banks are serious about earnings to meet their interest commitments. Thirdly &amp;amp; most importantly, having SB rates at 4% means that FD/RD rates will definitely be higher than that. Tomorrow, your FD might earn 1% or half a percent interest and you have to take it or break it. That's the trap. The Debt Trap&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It all started in the month of August with some formals mails, chats and discussions over the 48th School Day Celebrations that is conducted by some AAA Chapters across the nation. The Bangalore Chapter planned to have it on 25th of September. The work was on in the background from August. All the stalwarts, who I need not mention about, took the lead to plan out things and setting up the stage. The spark was ignited which took time to turn in to fire. In the first week of September, after lot of look ups, we got our venue at Rajendra Singhji Institute on MG Road. We had the 1st formal meeting of the organizers at the venue in the beginning of the month. About 15 of us attended the same and the discussions regarding the program. Of course, the super seniors have had enough number of discussions &amp;amp; meetings on this matter already and made numerous arrangements. Getting a space in the most priced location of the city itself indicates how much of effort has already gone into it already&lt;br /&gt;
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Whatever I am writing further is in relation to what I have seen with my eyes. It is just less than 10% of the actual efforts put in by the team. While some were busy preparing the venue, some were busy collecting the fees, some were busy requesting people to attend, some were busy tallying the bank accounts, some were busy updating the database, some were busy preparing for the cultural program, some were busy packing the welcome kits for the guests, some were busy in meticulous planning, some were busy in arranging for food, some were busy arranging volunteers and so on. Of course, now, you might feel that about 100 people were organizing the program but let me remind you that it was 15-20 only&lt;br /&gt;
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The biggest hurdle for such get together is determining of number of plates for food. This is the biggest trouble because we can not afford to waste food nor can we afford to send someone without food. This is the main reason why all organizers at all events request guests to confirm if they are coming or not. However, people tend to think otherwise. We had some confirmations with payments, some without payments, most of them were on the 'May Be' status and these are the biggest toll on the decision making process - the ones who are uncertain, and some honestly regretted their inability to attend. Every time, we face this problem of excess food or shortage of food. This time, we decided to arrive at an accurate count. It took more than 2 hours to just discuss this. At a point of time, we all felt we are wasting time and it would be better to just say a random number plus 50 plates but the discussion went on and on. Finally, we concluded 325. And guess what, it was exact. On the day of the meet, it was a perfect count. This was perhaps the first time when the food was just sufficient to cater to the guests. But then, you can also give credit to Lady Luck as, these are situations, irrespective of&amp;nbsp;howsoever&amp;nbsp;planning is done, results are not in our hands&lt;br /&gt;
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Then, we had all the discussions about the programs and other factors in the coming days. Finally, the show was put up and the results are before you&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Ajeet Hain...!!! Abheet Hain...!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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PS: This is just 30% of what effort went in (30% of the 10% which I have seen. So, effectively, this is 3%). Further, we had to do a lot of things like arranging things for guests, teachers, buy essential articles, prepare some lists, kits, invite people, etc, etc. which are not very strong in my memory as it has been more than a month now. So, excuse on that front&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/905016540252712580-5367404929629621440?l=puneet3210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I heard someone saying these lines to convince someone to let him go to visit&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Mata Vaishnodevi&lt;/i&gt;, "&lt;i&gt;Arey Bhaiyaa, Jab Mata ka bulawa aaya hai toh Jaana hi padega...&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I now learn that when God calls you, there is nothing that can stop you from going. Its all in his hands. After all, we are just his children and he has total command on us. From out of the blues, it was decided that I am going to visit the Lord Balaji Temple at Tirumala Hills, Tirupati on 24th August 2011. The decision was taken on 21st and on 23rd evening, my body was in the car that cruised from Bangalore. It actually took some time for my mind to realize and actually understand that I was in reality going to Tirupati. It was like a very long time plan that I had been having that I have to go to the temple. The last time I went there was perhaps in 1997 with my parents and grandparents. So, it was like 14 years now. I was definite that there would be tremendous change in the place by now. Moreover, being a child (6th standard then), I did not remember very accurately the time spent over there except that I very clearly remember that we stood in the queue for a very long time and when we were before the Lord's idol, I forgot to observe &amp;amp; pray. I had just taken 2-3 steps and my father asked me, 'Did you see the God? Did you pray?'. I asked, 'Where?'. He tried to show me but in vain as the security personnel was pushing us away. I ignored it all, bend down, almost ran back, saw the Lord and prayed. I asked the Lord something and in the meanwhile, the security personnel identified me and pushed me off. My parents had already gone out. It did not take much time for me to find them though. From Tirupati, we went to Mantralaya and then, we reached Hubli. To my utter surprise, my wish had already come true. It was no less than a miracle in my life. After having been rejected for Sainik School due to some medical reason, there was a letter that allowed me to come &amp;amp; join the school in case I get a medical examination done from a higher hospital and if they certify that I am fit. I was certified FIT by the Command Hospital, Bangalore and Sainik School, Bijapur allotted me Roll no. 3210, Adilshahi House and asked me to sit in Class 6th, A section. Life got a new definition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thus, my faith in Lord Venkateshwara is very huge. I believe in God. I learnt that if you have good intentions, ensure honest approaches, make consistent efforts, remain dedicated, be selfless and keep moving towards your goals putting your best foot forward and leaving the rest to God, with complete faith in him, he will never disappoint you. He might not make your wish come true but that happens only when he has planned something better for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While I was immersed in thoughts and memories, the car had paused at a Kamat Hotel on the way for dinner. We had dinner and proceeded. By about midnight, we could see the most beautiful 7 Hills of Tirupati where a line of lights was like travelling from the bottom to the top. The God's signature symbol appeared on the top with complete glow and I was super excited. In the meanwhile, I was told that this is the stretch that we had to walk as we had planned to walk up the hills rather than drive. Was it fear, hopelessness, lost feeling or what exactly that hit me in an instant is yet unknown but I was completely gone. I mean, such a big hill by walk? It took some time for my mind to settle down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alliperi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CsfM7qEiLWc/TllETlJMX0I/AAAAAAAAAzo/V0PqWhcIpqc/s1600/DSC_1451s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CsfM7qEiLWc/TllETlJMX0I/AAAAAAAAAzo/V0PqWhcIpqc/s320/DSC_1451s.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We reached the entrance. We reached the pilgrims waiting hall and got fresh &amp;amp; ready for the walk. By 2.30 am, we prayed on the 1st step of the 3650 steps ahead of us and got started. By the time we had completed 50 steps, it was decided that we are going back. The steps were not very steep but we really could not understand what made us so tired. We were already sweating. It was, perhaps, lack of exercise or that the steps were one after another without breaks. Further, wearing jeans was a curse. I wish I could have come in a&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;bermuda&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;and some cotton wear. We thought, once we start something, specially as an offering to God, we got to go further. A similar thing happened when we had been to Goddess Chamundeshwari Temple, Chamundi Hills, Mysore and we had concluded that, "When we are going to God, the God will test us by putting obstacles. We have to clear all obstacles and keep marching. Only then, God is satisfied with our devotion". So, we carried on. The steps were quite challenging. After every 50 steps, there was a number inscribed on the step that told us how many steps we had covered. We soon covered 300th and then the 500th step. We kept taking breaks every now and then. And the journey went on. In about one &amp;amp; half hours, we reached around 1650 steps and took a long break. I had a Sprite. There was also some packed food like chips, noodles, etc available. As it was night, most shops were shut.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gali Gopuram&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After a good half an hour, we started to proceed further and at around 2100 steps, there was a counter where our photos were taken and we were given free pass for Darshan that included free&amp;nbsp;accommodation and&amp;nbsp;free meals. We learnt that we had a total of 3650 steps to cover and thus, we had to cover another 1550 steps. However, from now on, the steps have a longer gap and you actually walk more than climb. The journey continued and after covering about another 600 steps, we reached the road. We were confused whether we were on the right path. We got a clarification from other pilgrims that we are on the right path. We have to follow the white color painted on the footpath for about 3 kms to reach the next steps.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was about 5.30 am and the scenic beauty was striking. We loved the walk. It almost appeared like a morning walk for us except that the muscles had a different idea. Soon, we reached the steps. People gave us an idea that there were steeps steps half the way and then, the steps were at a good relaxing distance further. We started and I had a total muscle cramp in my thigh. I just could not lift my leg and lied down by the side. It took some time and I got started again. As we closed in to 3200 steps, things seemed easy and the steps seemed to end quicker. Finally, after about 4 hours of effort, our wish had come true. It was about 6.30 am and we were atop the Tirumala Hills, to be specific, the Venkata Hill.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tirumala_Venkateswara_Temple"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;says, "&lt;i&gt;The Tirumala Hill is 3,200 feet (980 m) above sea level, and is about 10.33 square miles (27 km2) in area. It comprises seven peaks, representing the seven heads of Adisesha, thus earning the name Seshachalam. The seven peaks are called Seshadri, Neeladri, Garudadri, Anjanadri, Vrushabadri, Narayanadri, and Venkatadri. The temple is situated on Venkatadri (also known as Venkatachala or Venkata Hill), the seventh peak, and hence is also known as the Temple of Seven Hills (Saptagiri in Sanskrit)&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PwuvPHjJYtI/TllEwdqSkgI/AAAAAAAAAzw/xHPBZr5NHiA/s1600/11d7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="322" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PwuvPHjJYtI/TllEwdqSkgI/AAAAAAAAAzw/xHPBZr5NHiA/s400/11d7.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was an amazing experience. We planned to immediately get fresh (you got to get fresh at any cost as you are always like wet in rain except that the water has come from within your body rather than the clouds) and immediately leave for Darshan. There was some kind of a confusion. While we wanted a separate room for us to get fresh, the possibility was difficult. We were told that as we have come by walk, we can use the free&amp;nbsp;accommodation&amp;nbsp;facility that was like a hall and some bathrooms. Further, in case we wanted a room, we have to go to some CRO or CDR office to get the room allotted. There are a good number of rooms over the hills but the queue was quite long. We did not have enough patience. While we were looking for some option, a persona approached us and inquired if we need a room. We said yes and he said, "Rs 300. 1 hour only". We were okay with it. After getting fresh, we started on our way to the Lord's Darshan. We were told that as we are on Footpath Darshan, there was a special line for us and we can get a quicker darshan than others. I was impressed. We got into a bus that took us to Vaikuntam Q Complex. After handing over our luggage, mobile phones &amp;amp; footwear, we entered the line with huge excitement. It appeared empty and we ran happily through it with satisfaction for having come the footpath way. We reached a compartment and were asked to sit there. Hundreds of devotees were already in adjacent compartments and were keenly waiting for them to open and move further. Things got a little uneasy here. We were sitting in the compartment for close to 2 hours and still, there was no movement. We started at about 9.30 am and it was about 11.15 am then. The compartment was opened and we joined the queue further. On the way, we collected the tokens for Laddoos. Now, this line was taking a really long time to move. People were agitated and started shouting. Some people claimed that there must be some VIP in the Sheegra Darshan queue and they are allowing them to move quickly. I sat down as I was totally tired. I could not believe that I sat for almost half and hour and the situation did not improve. It was about 2 pm and we were still in the queue. It was learnt from the people in the Sheegra Darshan queue that they came in at 11 am and they were at par with us in the line now. The Sheegra Darshan line &amp;amp; Footpath Darshan line run parallel to one another and we could see that the other line was progressing quicker. But then, we were happy that we were able to spend more time in the temple. We were kind of enjoying it. At about 4 pm, we had almost reached the temple of the Lord Balaji Venkateshwara and the excitement was on a rise. There was also some concern to see that the people in Sheegra Darshan now who were beside us started their journey at 2 pm. So, it was like they were almost getting the Darshan in 2 hours while we were here for close to 5 hours now. I learnt a lesson that in case you want a quicker darshan, you have to go the Sheegra Darshan way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I2ITyYtN-g8/TllEidRQ9XI/AAAAAAAAAzs/NaOWQ-wnYH8/s1600/tirupathi-balaji.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I2ITyYtN-g8/TllEidRQ9XI/AAAAAAAAAzs/NaOWQ-wnYH8/s400/tirupathi-balaji.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Soon, the bliss was on. We entered the&amp;nbsp;sanctum sanctorum which houses the awe-inspiring idol of the Lord of the Seven Hills is situated in the main temple complex of Tirumala. within next few minutes, we jumped and looked all over to see pure gold all around us and it was&amp;nbsp;marvelous. And there we go. The Lord Balaji Venkateshwara was before us dazzling dynamically with such beauty, power and blessings for all his devotees. Govinda, Govinda, Govinda, Govinda were echoing of us like hymns and it was an eternal bliss. I ensured that I will see the Lord, pray and take enough time. However, it is difficult unless you are a celebrity. But then, I was able to get my slot of time that I needed. May be, I was in front of the Lord for about 10 seconds directly and another 15 seconds while I was a coming out walking reverse with my facing towards the Lord having no idea about what path I was on while walking backwards. Anyone who has visited the temple will definitely say that it is quite high. I was delighted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As we came out, we felt we have to go back in again but then, you know it is not possible. Its such an eternal feeling to sit before God. I have experienced such great peace sitting in temple. But then, with the size of people visiting this temple, the darshan itself is a blessing. We had prasadam and moved towards the Laddoo counter. It mandatory to take token to purchase Laddoos. It costs Rs 100 for 4 laddoos. Some people claimed that one can not take more than 2 tokens. I took 1 token. So, I now had this 1 Rs 100 token for 4 laddoos and another token for 2 laddoos that I got as a part of Footpath Darshan (by paying Rs 20). We took the laddoos and headed towards the Vaikuntam Q complex to collect our belongings. After that, we had some food immediately as we did not have anything since morning (except the prasadam &amp;amp; laddoo some minutes back) and loaded ourselves into the car to be driven back to Bengaluru. We stopped on the way for light dinner and reached Bangalore by about 1 am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a fantastic experience. It was a kind of dream come true for me. Like I mentioned, I had intention of going to the temple but I never tried to strengthen it as I am a very firm believer in God and once I strengthen the will, I will not feel comfortable till I do it. So, I was just telling myself that, 'One day, the Lord will call you... And when the supremacy calls, you have no option but to go'. The 14 year gap was one reason perhaps why he ensured that I am in his service for 14 hours. (2.30 am to 4.30 pm). Numbers you know. They are quite fascinating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just loved the experience and thanks my friends for making this possible. The plan was on a very short notice and that perhaps had more advantages as we just went ahead rather than spending time on planning and discussing. For those who are planning, I would say, 'Stop planning. Start moving. The Lord is there to provide you with whatever you need'&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/905016540252712580-416352258241056306?l=puneet3210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kaun Banega Corruptpati&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Aapka pehla sawal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Mr Narendran, the author of this article, seems to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1. Fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2. Illiterate (having lot of degrees with no learning value)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;3. Half knowledge Fakir (he does not know what the Mann Lokball bill is all about)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;4. Corruption Supporter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;Jealous&amp;nbsp;of Appa Hamare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;6. Attention Seeker (trying to write anti Appa when whole nation is pro Appa and grabbing attention)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;7. All of the above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Bataayiye, kya hai aapka jawab... Iss baar humnne aapko Seven options diya hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"&gt;A lot of people (specially writers who could not launch successful books) are trying to use media attention and take advantage of the situation to speak rubbish and come into limelight. Bl**dy attention seekers. Look at his blog post. He should have received some 1500 comments already. He must be like jumping joyously. In his lifetime, no blog post would have got so many comments. Free publicity you know. I will go with option no. 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you sure?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It might also be that he is jealous of Appa Hamare getting so much name &amp;amp; fame in such a short time and he did not get anything even after decades of effort in the same field. He has Lost himself. God know when he will find himself. I think he is kind of jealous. I better go with option 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OK, computer mahashay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Wait Wait. I don't want to take a risk. Let me use a lifeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kaunsa lifeline use karna chaahenge aap?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Phone a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kisse phone karna chahenge aap&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;My friend, Mr Anonymous Surname who works in Blue Film Newspaper of India and I guess even Narendran is some editor is Blue Film Newspaper of India. So, I can get some information from him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ok, Ok, badiya hai&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Computer ji, Anonymous Surname ko phone lagaaya jaaye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- - - The Phone Conversation - - -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hello"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Namaskar Anonymous ji, Main Anilkumar Sajjan bol raha Kaun Banega Corruptpati se"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Abey haraami, teri *** ki... kamine... tera drama abhi phone pe bhi kar raha... Teri toh..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Arey, main real Anilkumar Sajjan bol raha hoon, aapko vishwas nahi hota, aap apne dost se pooch lijiye..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Abey tu uski kya baat karta... Teri *** *** **** ****... S***le, Anilkumar sir ka nakal utarta hai... S***le m***r c***d... Mandh Buddhi Jaanwar... Tune quotation nahi suna, half knowledge is dangerous... Appa Hamare ke baare mein anap shanaap bakta hai tu... Kutte... Tera computer tod doonga... Tujhe pata kya hai unke baare mein... Tu khud famous hone ke liye yeh sab kaam karta hai... S***le tere book mein padne laayak kuch nahi hai... Book ka promotion karne liye news mein famous hona chaahta hai? Ter m*** ki... Teri jaise log hi rishwatkhori failaatein hain... Tu ek gandagi hai... Bimaari hai tu... Kalank hai tu... Paise aur publicity ke liya khud ko bech chuka hai tu aur ab neetaoan ki tarah desh ko bhi bech rahi... Teri ** * ** * * * ** * * ** * * * ** * * * ** **** * ** * ** *"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Arey Anonymous ji, aap kya bol rahe hain. Aap, aap kya baat kar rahe hain?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Teri m** ki, tu office mein mil, tera g***d phaad ke phek dunga... Narendra ke bacche, teri haddi fasli ek kar doonga"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;- - - 1 minute up. Phone disconnect - - -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hmmm... That was strong... Aapke dost Anonymous se hamari baat hi nahi maani&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Par sir, humko answer mil gaya na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kya?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Half Knowledge. Option No. 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh, badiya hai, fantastic... Toh, lock kar diya jaaye?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Nahi, hum thoda confused hain. Janatha ki raay lenge. Audience poll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Computer ji, player ne apna doosra lifeline choose kiya hai... Main sabse nivedan karta hoon ki voh apne apne voting pads lein aur vote karien&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;- - - Results are out - - -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;430 audience ne vote kiya hai. 428 ko lagta hai ki Option no. 4. Corruption Supporter hi sahi answer hai. Baaki do. Baaki do ko kya hua. Computer ji, baaki do ko kya hua?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- - - Voting pad stolen - - -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kisne churaya?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;- - - Searching... Searching... Searching... Found... Mr Narendran... 2 hands... 2 voting pads... - - -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Badiya hai. iske aur ek 100 haath hothe tho aur ek 100 voting pad gaayab ho jaate. Khair, voh baat rehne dijiye... Bataiye aapko kya lagta hai... Aap janta ke saath jaayenge ya nahi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Janata ke saath main jaana chahata hoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OK, computer ji, option no. 4. corruptio&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- - - Interrupt - - -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Arey teheriya Sajjan saab, poora sun toh lijiye. Main janata ke saath jaana chahata hoon par jis tarah is aadmi ne voting pads churaya hai, mujhe lagta hai, yeh aadmi pagal hai. He is a fool. So, I will go for option no. 1 Fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Player ji, aapko main ek salah dena chahata hoon. Ek clue. Mr Narendran is a post gradaute working as a senior editor at Blue Film Newspaper of India. He is author of many poems and his new book is about to be released in October this year.&amp;nbsp;Ab aap kya kahenge?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ab kya kahein... Aapne answer batha diya... Uska novel aa raha hai october mein... Toh abhi se woh limelight dhoond raha hai... Bas, itni si kahaani hai... Hum aise chillar party ko hamari bhaasha mein padhe likhe gawaar kehte hain.. Illiterate Scholars. So, I will go with option no. 2. Illiterate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you sure? Soch lijiye. Yeh aapka pehla sawaal hai. Already aapne 2 lifeline use kar liye hain. Aapne har ek option ke upar charcha bhi kar liya hai. Lock kar dein ya aap sochna chaahenge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sajjan sir, life mein kabhi kuch aise kaante aathe hain jinko sirf nikaalne se mann nahi bharta hai. Yeh kaante nahi, Keede hothe hain. Jindagi barbaad karne wale keede. Jee karta hai inki g**d ch**ke poora ph**d rakh deen. Par chalo, Appa Hamare kehte hain, jitna bhi gussa aane do, thanda ho jaao aur bass ahimsa ke marg par chalte raho. Aaj shayad Narendran jaise log yahaan se jinda bhaage hain toh uski vajah sirf Appa Hamare hain. Koi aur hota toh ab tak bahut kuch ho gaya hota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hahaha... Player ji... Tussi bade emotional ho gaye ho... Ek khush khabari aapko yeh hai ki aap ke paas ek aur lifeline hai, 50-50&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Chalo, le lete hai 50-50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you sure?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Computer mahashay, Player ji, jo ki pehle hi sawal se almost bowled ho gaye hain, apni teesri aur aakhri lifeline istemaal karna chahte hain... Inn jawaaboan mein se 3 galat jawab mitha deejiye&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Arey yeh kya, koi jawab mitt nahi raha hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Computer kehta hai, "No match found". Ab aap kya karna chaahenge?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ab bacha kya hai Sajjan saab, no match found ka matlab hai innmein se koi jawaab galat nahi hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yaane?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Yaani, option no. 7. All of the above. Kya Sajjan saab. Zara computer aur Twitter ke bahaar jhank kar dekho. Aaj kal toh aap bas number pe number daal ke twitter pe time pass karte rehte ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hahaha... Aap bahut fun loving hain... Toh finally, You mean to say Mr Narendran, the author of the article is an illiterate fool with half knowledge jealous of Appa Hamare &amp;amp; desperately trying seek attention to promote his book even be it by 50-50 type ways like supporting corruption?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Exactly, Lock kar do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Computer ji, Option No. 7 lock kar dijiye aur bataaiye yeh sahi hai ya galat?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Deviyoan aur Sajjanoan, kisine hamaare computer mein virus daal diya hai aur computer bol raha hai, "not found, not found". Aapko kya lagta, kya hai iss sawal ka sahi jawab? Apne phone pe type kijiye '&lt;u&gt;You have a Corruptpati/Corruptpatni&lt;/u&gt;' aur bhej dijiye har ek Brasht aadmi/aurat ke spouse ke mobile par&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sahi jawab jaanane ke liye dekhte rahiye... Kaun Banega Corruptpati... :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;The writing in this post are not related to stock market or the companies or the persons in any manner. This is just a fun write up trying to imagine what might run into a person's head when he is deeply involved in a thought.&amp;nbsp;Assume you are a stock market broker or a reporter and you have been thinking all day about Mr Anna Hazare &amp;amp; India. Suddenly, at the end of the day, you are asked to present the Market Performance Report for the day. What would it be like? Something like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ub44KlxCRvo/Tkpk_1PdDBI/AAAAAAAAAw0/sbalDQxWNto/s1600/anna+hazare.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ub44KlxCRvo/Tkpk_1PdDBI/AAAAAAAAAw0/sbalDQxWNto/s1600/anna+hazare.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Indian markets opened in the green as India launched its Second Independence Movement. However, the Indian Markets were shocked to see that Social Activist Anna Hazare &amp;amp; Team were arested and taken to an undisclosed location. Following this, the markets seem to lack luster &amp;amp; directionless through the day. However, towards the end, as Anna's location was disclosed, the markets took cues from it and recovered some losses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Banking stocks lost as all the customers went on protest &amp;amp; fast and no customers came to the bank. HDFC lost 2% while ICICI lost about 0.5%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the other hand, as people were sitting on fast, Jaiprakash &amp;amp; DLF were not able to sell anything &amp;amp; lost more than 6%. Markets seemed to have lost interest as all people were interested in Anna's future and nobody bothered to initiate fresh buys/sells&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jindal Steel, ONGC &amp;amp; Cipla lost on news that Anna was denied permission and their plans to sell steel, oil &amp;amp; medicines to the fasting people like a Single Window Service has been knocked off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;TCS n INFY gained as employees took leave n went to support Anna Hazare... It was a major Cost Saving activity of the year for the IT bellethers... However, Wipro lost as employees were asked to stay back &amp;amp; perhaps, they did not work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ITC gained on rumors that people might smoke more during the fast out of hunger, frustration n absence of food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bharti Airtel went up on speculation that there might be more calls made during the fast... Every 1/2 an hour, the wife will call husband n ask "&lt;i&gt;Aji, khane khaaye kya?&lt;/i&gt;" n husband will say, "&lt;i&gt;Arey Bhaagwan, I'm on fast&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Overall, the Anna Hazare issue threw everything out of gear. Even Twitter &amp;amp; FaceBook went out of gear which helped the US &amp;amp; other global markets rise by 1-2% amid analyst expectation that there will be higher ad revenues due to higher&amp;nbsp;page views&amp;nbsp;across the world. On the commodities front, all prices were moving haphazard and no one in Mumbai Bazaar was bothered about them. The vegetables in Bhindi Bazaar were on a dip due to rain. Further, as everyone was on fast &amp;amp; no one wanted to buy them, they were sold for free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While everyone is bothered about Anna, why the hell are we bothering about the markets?&amp;nbsp;With this, the daily drama of life has come to an end of yet another eventful day. We'll meet tomorrow to discuss the same issues yet again with no hope for any conclusion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jai Hind...!!!&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/905016540252712580-6550551151504805926?l=puneet3210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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From morning, it has been Anna Hazare all over our minds. Though we are busy in work, there is some CD running in the background about &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/IndiACor"&gt;India Against Corruption&lt;/a&gt;. After all, this is the biggest difficulty that we are all facing and now, someone has come forward to help us. Of course, there are inhibitions. Some people question the team that is leading this fight over its legitimacy, recognition, affiliation or righteousness. I really wonder over these people. In most cases, these questioners are those who have never seen the pain of being cheated, wounded and haunted by corruption, redtapism,&amp;nbsp;bureaucracy or&amp;nbsp;differentiation. These people tend to refer the followers of Mr Hazare as herd of sheep. My only question to these people is, "If not follow Mr Hazare, what else do we do to fight corruption?". I repeatedly ask this question and I repeatedly get the answer that the givers of bribe must stop giving. And for this, I repeatedly argue that the givers can not stop giving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your wife gave birth to a cute little baby. You go to the office of Registrar of Births &amp;amp; Deaths to get a Birth Certificate. You are asked for Rs 100-500 in the name of&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Khushi&lt;/i&gt;, what do you do? Give it out of&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Khushi&lt;/i&gt;. Yes, the&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Ghum&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;starts with&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Khushi&lt;/i&gt;. You think, what's important? Rs 500 or your lovely baby's birth certificate. If your wife gets to know that you did not get the birth certificate because you are an anti-corruption believer, she will . . . you (fill in the blanks yourself imagining about your wife/girl friend &amp;amp; if you are a girl reading this, imagine what you would do)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;You want to meet the principal to take admission for your kid. The peon asks Rs 100. Is Rs 100 important or your kid's future? "Give it honey", says your wife, "Add some tips too"&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;You want to purchase a land/site/home and the official keeps asking you to come tomorrow, day after and so on giving you one reason everyday. Will you pay him Rs 1000 or spend Rs 10000 on your petrol &amp;amp; office leaves?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;You are caught by the police for some reason. Will you give him Rs 300 or go with him to police station, lodge FIR, get&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;punchnama&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;(5 witnesses) and file a case hiring a lawyer paying Rs 5000 as fees who tells you that you will lose the case before even fighting it?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;You applied for a passport. The police verification call has come. Will you pay him Rs 100 or tell him that you are anti-corruption and let him write a negative report and ensure you do not get a passport all your life? Don't underestimate the power of police. They can ask you any question and you can just be caught in anything and everything in just 2-3 questions. They will ask you for a 1000 documents and can very clearly say that they are not satisfied with them&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These are just a few real life examples, regular examples, of situations which we all have gone through. The common man does not have the energy in him to fight these adversities. So, he gives up each time. Rs 100, Rs 200, Rs 300, Rs 500, Rs 1000 &amp;amp; so on. He keeps giving and giving up with each passing situation and one fine day, he gives even before you ask. He just wants the solution to get out from the trouble. He does &amp;nbsp;not want an answer or a solution. He just wants to get rid, go away and live&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, the questioners ought to think &amp;amp; answer themselves, how practical are their questions? Have they been through these situations &amp;amp; what did they do in such situations? What was the effect of it? Its very easy to speak about not giving bribes. However, in a world that is bribed, you just can not survive without it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The second thing that most of these questioners tell us is to use our power to vote. To vote for whom? Each time there is an election, all the leaders come forward to us and tell us that they will improve and do whatever we ask. They tell us that they will make our lives better. We, fools, believe them. What else can we do? Ultimately, we have to vote for someone. So, during this time, whoever makes the best of the promises, we just vote for them. After that, they don't know us and we don't know them till the next elections. In such a situation, where do we use the power of vote? There are Yediyurappas in BJP, there are Kalmadis/Rajas in Congress and so on. Who do we vote for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And after I ask these 2 questions, the questioners finally resort to their old techniques and tell us, "Why don't you stand for elections?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now come on, if you want to speak, speak about solutions &amp;amp; answers. Else, its better to shut your whatever. Its kind of stinking. &amp;nbsp;There is no meaning in just pulling the issue just because you have to prove something and ensure that you will not lose the debate or whatever. Grow up. At this juncture, we have a solution in the form of &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/janlokpal"&gt;Jan Lokpal&lt;/a&gt; bill. And for all those questioners who are questioning these 6 people fighting for the bill, firstly get your knowledge levels updated. Learn what is Lokpal, Jan Lokpal, Government suggested Lokpal, the differences between them, benefits, concerns, etc. Only when you have learnt these, you can speak better. There is no meaning in seeing the TV or catching comments on the internet and following them blindly. Visit this website to find out more&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.indiaagainstcorruption.org/"&gt;http://www.indiaagainstcorruption.org/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and for those who are lazy to even read, watch this video where &lt;i&gt;Mr Arvind Kejriwal&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;briefs you on the differences and why they are fighting and wanting the Jan Lokpal bill to be passed in their format only and not as per the Government's format. If not anything more, you will at least be SHOCKED to know the differences and the games played by our honorable leaders in power &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2CHcKlIsvAQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2CHcKlIsvAQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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While all these thoughts were running over mind, there was a call for some action. &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/raghuramkb"&gt;Raghuram &lt;/a&gt;called me and asked me if I can join him at Freedom Park. I was ready but Bengaluru was like raining cats and dogs. I waited for a few minutes and as it did not seem to stop, I drove through the rain. It was fun driving on MG Road, Cubbon Park and finally reaching the Freedom Park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was wet. I mean, I was drenched in rain. I logged in to the venue and observed that about two and a half thousand people were present. I inquired the organizers and understood that more than 5000 people have visited today. That was really a big number. But then, if you tell this to the National Leaders, they will tell you that the population of Bangalore is close to 10 million and not even 0.05% of people are interested in the Jan Lokpal Bill. Its so simple &amp;amp; easy to rule out things. Statistics and Law are 2 subjects which can just, just, just be used however one in power wants&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Soon, the energy was flowing into us. We joined the people singing&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Vande Mataram&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Hum Honge Kaamayaab&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Yeh Desh Hai Veer Jawaanon Ka&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;and so on. We kept roaring with slogans like, '&lt;i&gt;Annaji aap aage bado, Hum tumhare saath hai&lt;/i&gt;', '&lt;i&gt;Shun Shun Corruption&lt;/i&gt;', '&lt;i&gt;Bharat Mata Ki Jai&lt;/i&gt;', etc. I was kind of having a ball. At the same time, someone handed over the national flag in my hands and I loved holding it and making it cruise through the sky. It was raining heavily and with each droplet, our energies were kind of doubling. There were songs, slogans, speeches, etc highlighting and enlightening us about the progress. There were regular news updates about what was going on across the nation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A news flowed in that&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Ms Kiran Bedi&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Mr Shanti Bhushan&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;were released and immediately on release, they went to the Delhi Gate. Very quickly, this was followed by the super news item of the day that&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Mr Anna Hazare&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;will also be released. The moment this news was announced, the whole gathering came to life. Nobody was seen sitting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;AR Rahman's Vande Mataram&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;energized everyone and people sang, danced, jumped with joy and enjoyed themselves (&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ComA1d7k-4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ComA1d7k-4&lt;/a&gt;). But then, this is just the beginning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The happiness, the confidence, the patriotism, the strength that I felt in these 2 hours are something that I can really not express. One can only experience them. It was a magical. Another fantastic rule made by the organizers was that nobody was allowed to contribute more than Rs 500. The estimated expenses for a 10 day fasting at the place was about Rs 0.35 million. It would not be a big deal for anyone to collect this amount. In fact, just 1 person can donate this sum. However, to ensure that the donor will not be blamed in the future by the Government or to avoid a circus like setting a parliamentary JPC to investigate the source &amp;amp; intention on such a donation as well as to ensure that there is mass participation and thus let people feel that they too are a significant part of this struggle, the donation was capped at Rs 500 per head. This was really awesome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;thoroughly&amp;nbsp;enjoyed these couple of hours in support of the Jan Lokpal bill. Most of us hail from a middle class family. For us, leading life itself is a challenge. Daily needs are a dilemma. In these times, when someone has come forward to help us selflessly, we definitely will join hands with them. We know that we can not bring change to the world ourselves. Its only the big shots who can do this. Just imagine if&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Mr Amitabh Bachchan&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Mrs Aishwarya Rai Bachchan&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Mr Mukesh Ambani&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Mr Sachin Tendulkar&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Mr MS Dhoni&lt;/i&gt;, just these 5 people, just 5,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;paanch&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;sirf paach&lt;/i&gt;, sit on a hunger strike saying that they want the Jan Lokpal bill to be passed, what will happen? I leave the answer to your imagination. And once you have the answer, ask yourself, '&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is the value of your life?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A change will come into this world if and only if the leaders change. The orders flow from the top. Even if requests flow from the bottom, the person requesting will be fired. Forget about questioning or orders. The bosses dictate the terms and the employees follows. That is how it is. The change has to come from the top of the pyramid. We are all rotten, rusted, trashed losers at the bottom of the pyramid who are still dying to meet our basic needs and fulfilling the needs of our leaders by bribing them and doing whatever they tell. The Maslow's need hierarchy theory says that the first thing we human beings need is&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Roti, Kapda, Makaan&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;, ie,&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;basic needs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and then we have&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;needs of security&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;followed by&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;sociological&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;physiological&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;esteem &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;self-actualization needs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. So, the people in esteem or self actualization stage can only bring about a change. Not the herds in the bottom of the pyramid who are unsure of their own lives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is a little that I have been able to do towards the India Against Corruption campaign. I definitely look forward to do more of my bit towards the same. I would love to see a corruption free India in the coming days. But then, its a very long way to go. The Government currently appears in a confused state.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whether the future will add confusion, cause diffusion or bring solution is something that we need to wait &amp;amp; watch&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PS: On the way back home, it continued raining terribly. The Kumara Krupa road was blocked. I somehow managed to cross it. The entire stretch from Windsor Manor to Mekhri Circle was jammed with vehicles moving at a speed of 5-10 kmph. A WagonR car was moving ahead of me. At a compulsory U-turn near Sadashivnagar, the driver misjudged and the vehicle got struck on the footpath such that its wheels were off the road and the body was struck hanging over the footpath as it was a high one. I luckily held on my brakes. It was a family in the car and they were safe. I got down. Some other people stopped to help. We lifted the car off the footpath and placed it on the road. It was not a big achievement by any measures but the people happily thanking you as if you saved their life make you remember this moment forever. I relished those moments that added to my already excited senses and felt somewhat like the day was truly complete. The happiness in helping people is something that, perhaps, has no equivalence&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/905016540252712580-3647386890802999015?l=puneet3210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Mr Yedyurappa is no less than the luckiest guy born on the earth. Who else would have survived so many attacks? Call it right attacks or wrong attacks, the point is that the attacks were there for sure. While on one hand, there is a feeling that he never had his share of time to really think about the state or development, on the other hand, there is also a feeling that he did not want to think about anything except personal growth. We are no one speak about something before the law proves it. But then, over and again, time has proved that luck will favor him&lt;br /&gt;
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Right from the time his name has been linked to the word CM, the Karnataka state has gone into a state of circus. The news channels are all filled with jokes of facts. People come on FMs and say that this is the major source of entertainment for them off late. While the leaders fight one day, they love the other day. While they blame in morning, they are found together by evening. While they protest &amp;amp; strike, they apologize and smile. For lack of evidence, they publicly declare and challenge to take a vow on Lord. It's like a child being asked, "Tell the truth. Put promise on God &amp;amp; tell. If you lie, God will punish you"&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/a&gt;Each time an issues comes up, there are two things that can happen. 99% of the times, history repeats itself and 1% of the times, history is written. Assuming this, we can safely bet that Mr. Yedyurappa will be successful in even clearing this hurdle. Just in case he doesn't, asssuming that the 1% possibility turns into reality, what will be the next action at our disposal&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PMgPoNWQg_E/Tip3wlFdNOI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dasppbmouac/s1600/06nlook4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PMgPoNWQg_E/Tip3wlFdNOI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dasppbmouac/s320/06nlook4.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are speculations that Ms Shobha will take over as the next CM. Most speculations continue to remain speculations. With the kind of torture that people are facing due to the Gas connections and the Ration cards, one can not deny that we would love to retain Mr Yedyurappa than to get Ms Shobha. At least the common man has not suffered in his hands. Its only the rich who have complaints against him. For common people, its just a talk. However, the Food &amp;amp; Supplies Ministry has directly hit the common man. 1 LPG connection for 1 RR (electricity meter) number. Didn't the ministry have the simple logic that in a large number of homes, the tenants and owners share the electricity bill? Didn't they know that a large number of people in Bengaluru are from other cities and most of them do not have a ration card? Didn't they know that the most difficult tasks to accomplish in India are to get a Voter ID card or a Ration card in normal times? Slashing someone's fuel connection just like that is like snatching someone's food supply and tearing their food pipes&lt;br /&gt;
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Money is very decisive. RBI says, "Paisa bolta hai". Who are we to deny? Of course it does. It speaks more than RBI believes it to. To know how and what it speaks, RBI should contact the poor and middle class. The rich often say that money is not important. The RBI must take all money from them and ask them to repeat the same dialogue. Would the mouth open or would there be a river flow from the eyes?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7NHSS7Oe7s/Tip3xMNkP3I/AAAAAAAAAHM/-oYV36JNLkk/s1600/2009102553250301.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7NHSS7Oe7s/Tip3xMNkP3I/AAAAAAAAAHM/-oYV36JNLkk/s320/2009102553250301.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometime back, when Mr CM was under a similar attack, there was news that Mr Jagdish Shettar could probably take over as the CM. He is of course a prospect with diminished possibility to be the 1st man of the state. Accusations are that, in this case, the state would have more to listen from the 1st lady than the 1st man. Accusations are many. But then, till proven, we are fools to believe them. I just became one when I wrote this. Mr Shettar is an alumni of Jagadguru Gangadhar College of Commerece, the premier commerce college of North Karnataka. He has been an advocate for 20 years till luck &amp;amp; fate had different stories written for him. He has been into ABVP and RSS. In 1990, he became the President of Hubli Rural Constituency and the run began. He was elected as the President of BJP for Dharwad district in 1994 and in 1996, he was elected as the State Secretary of his party. Further, he held many positions like the Leader of Opposition in 1999, Revenue Minister in 2006, Speaker of 13th Assembly and Minister for Rural Development and Panchayat Raj. He has a winning habit and has the record of winning elections by huge margins over and again. He is one prospect for the prime position&lt;br /&gt;
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If we speak mathematically, Mr Yediyurappa has a 99% chance while Mr/Ms XYZ has the remaining 1% chance to sit in the top most position at Vidhana Soudha. It's like there has been another appeal for Run Out. In case the third umpire shows the red light this time, who will get into the field? While 0.49% possibility is that it is going to be Madam Shobha, the current situation can uprise an underdog performance. 0.25% possibility that it is going to be Mr Shettar and another 0.25% for Mr Joshi. If my maths is right, there is another 0.1% left over over for the super underdog, the slumdog millionaire, the surprise kid who might usher in from somewhere to sit on the throne (just like Mr Devegouda became the Prime Minister of India)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Who's it gonna be? Will history repeat itself or will history be written? Lets wait for the drama to unfold, the story to flow, the news to speak, the accusations to come, the blames, the games, the fames, the rags, the riches, the poor, the power, the passion, the fight, the hugs, the break ups, the catch ups... &lt;b&gt;The Great Karnataka Political Drama is ready to unfold... Are you game?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;दिलों&amp;nbsp; में&amp;nbsp; तुम&amp;nbsp; अपनी&amp;nbsp; बेताबियाँ&amp;nbsp; लेके&amp;nbsp; चल&amp;nbsp; रहे&amp;nbsp; हो , तो&amp;nbsp; जिंदा&amp;nbsp; हो&amp;nbsp; तुम&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;नज़र&amp;nbsp; में&amp;nbsp; ख़्वाबों&amp;nbsp; की&amp;nbsp; बिजलियाँ&amp;nbsp; लेके&amp;nbsp; चल&amp;nbsp; रहे&amp;nbsp; हो , तो&amp;nbsp; जिंदा&amp;nbsp; हो&amp;nbsp; तुम&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;हवा&amp;nbsp; के&amp;nbsp; झोकों&amp;nbsp; के&amp;nbsp; जैसे&amp;nbsp; आज़ाद&amp;nbsp; रहना&amp;nbsp; सीखो&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;तुम&amp;nbsp; एक&amp;nbsp; दरिया&amp;nbsp; के&amp;nbsp; जैसे&amp;nbsp; लहरों&amp;nbsp; में&amp;nbsp; बहना&amp;nbsp; सीखो&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;हर&amp;nbsp; एक&amp;nbsp; लम्हे&amp;nbsp; से&amp;nbsp; तुम&amp;nbsp; मिलो&amp;nbsp; खोले&amp;nbsp; अपनी&amp;nbsp; बाहें&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;हर&amp;nbsp; एक&amp;nbsp; पल&amp;nbsp; एक&amp;nbsp; नया&amp;nbsp; समा&amp;nbsp; देखे&amp;nbsp; यह&amp;nbsp; निगाहें&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;जो&amp;nbsp; अपनी&amp;nbsp; आँखों&amp;nbsp; में&amp;nbsp; हैरानियाँ&amp;nbsp; लेके&amp;nbsp; चल&amp;nbsp; रहे&amp;nbsp; हो , तो&amp;nbsp; जिंदा&amp;nbsp; हो&amp;nbsp; तुम&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;दिलों&amp;nbsp; में&amp;nbsp; तुम&amp;nbsp; अपनी&amp;nbsp; बेताबियाँ&amp;nbsp; लेके&amp;nbsp; चल&amp;nbsp; रहे&amp;nbsp; हो , तो&amp;nbsp; जिंदा&amp;nbsp; हो&amp;nbsp; तुम&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jv2vu6H65VE/TiFoJF28PWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/w5TYNgkoL3g/s1600/hrithik%2Broshan.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629895514590559586" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jv2vu6H65VE/TiFoJF28PWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/w5TYNgkoL3g/s320/hrithik%2Broshan.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 129px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 181px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Conoce a Arjun. De unos 30 años. Trabajo como un corredor de inversiones en Londres. Muy apasionada para ganar dinero. Su padre expiró cuando tenía 8 años y dejó un enorme volumen de deuda para él y su madre. Desde entonces, para él, el dinero es el ultimátum. Se tiene previsto trabajar hasta que tiene 40 años y retirarse con un montón de dinero. Nunca se da cuenta de que se está perdiendo mucho de la vida ahora que nunca pueda volver a cualquier edad, en el futuro, como la mayoría de nosotros. Al igual que nosotros, que es una máquina de imprimir dinero para el futuro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hj__nr_PlX0/TiFoRV-0KuI/AAAAAAAAAFY/D1bnNJ8LJvQ/s1600/abhay%2Bdeol.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629895656357505762" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hj__nr_PlX0/TiFoRV-0KuI/AAAAAAAAAFY/D1bnNJ8LJvQ/s320/abhay%2Bdeol.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 137px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 159px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mvN8vt8mgpM/TiFrgqLpqOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/g-bMVWD85oM/s1600/kalki%2Bkoechlin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629899218012973282" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mvN8vt8mgpM/TiFrgqLpqOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/g-bMVWD85oM/s400/kalki%2Bkoechlin.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 151px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 140px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saluda a Kabir y Natasha. Una familia rica saludable. Kabir se encarga de negocio de la construcción de su padre. Muy comprometido recientemente a Natasha y planean casarse en un par de meses. Kabir es un poco confuso con su matrimonio por la razón que había comprado un anillo de su madre en su cumpleaños, que fue confundido por Natasha y por lo tanto toda la familia que propone Natasha mientras él estaba en realidad sólo muestra el anillo a ella. La familia se sella muy emocionado y Kabir su boca. En cualquier caso, él estaba en (confundir) la relación con Natasha desde los 6 meses. Natasha trabaja como diseñador independiente interior con mucha pasión por su trabajo y los sueños grandes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El viaje Licenciatura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Los tres tíos son compañeros de universidad y antes de salir de su colegio, que prometimos que van a celebrar un viaje de soltero más tarde en su vida y todo el mundo tendrá que venir sin ningún tipo de excusas. Cada persona va a planear algo para todos y que será un secreto. Y nadie va a decir que no. El viaje fue planeado ya en dos ocasiones en los últimos 4 años y se canceló. Esta vez, Kabir los planes del viaje a España. Sin embargo, Arjun tiene algunos problemas. Más tarde, se compromete a venir si están de acuerdo que le permitiera trabajar desde allí cada vez que hay una necesidad. El acuerdo se sella y se comienza el viaje&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HiPfKhof9V8/TiFpxq9hyqI/AAAAAAAAAGI/-vNCNM4ws5E/s1600/Postcard_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1D1YePyoz98/TiFpxEQlzrI/AAAAAAAAAF4/862nC32tGeE/s1600/Postcard_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629897300867665586" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1D1YePyoz98/TiFpxEQlzrI/AAAAAAAAAF4/862nC32tGeE/s400/Postcard_02.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 318px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 545px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Buceo profundo de Kabir&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Todos ellos llegan a España. Lo primero que van a hacer es profundo buceo. Esta es fue la elección de Kabir. Y ahora, cumplir con Sheela, oops, Laila. Una señora que trabaja en Londres. Ella toma un descanso de trabajo cada año y se va de vacaciones a explorar el mundo y aprender de la naturaleza. Por fortuna, actualmente se desempeña como instructor de buceo y que es el que lleva los 3 chicos bajo el agua. Arjun tiene mucho miedo de agua y Laila permite el velo mágico sobre él y sólo sucumbe a ella. Ella le decía: "Esta inmersión va a cambiar su vida", y así sucede. Lágrimas de felicidad flujo de sus ojos cuando sale del agua después de ver un lugar tan hermoso y tranquilo en el interior del agua del océano profundo. Todo el mundo permanece en silencio por un tiempo muy largo. Era como la meditación y el renacimiento de la vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rAz1b0KhJwk/TiFp2_-MgwI/AAAAAAAAAGY/LjdBVG9U5R0/s1600/Postcard_06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629897402795983618" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rAz1b0KhJwk/TiFp2_-MgwI/AAAAAAAAAGY/LjdBVG9U5R0/s400/Postcard_06.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 317px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 543px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Buceo Arjun cielo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Plan de Arjun para el viaje de Licenciatura es saltar desde una altura de 15.000 pies. Imran tiene un miedo de la altura. Finalmente, lo supera y la mosca de tres en el cielo como pájaros piar y tener una explosión. Después de aterrizar en el suelo, los sentimientos son simplemente indescriptible. No hay felicidad que jamás hubiera concordado con esta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Imran Toro Ejecutar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Imran sentir que después de haber superado el miedo a la altura y profundidad, su fin el momento de superar el miedo a la muerte. Ese es el miedo lo último en la vida y una vez superado eso, usted puede vivir como un ser inmortal. Una carrera en la que los toros de carga hacia ti y tienes que huir de ellos. Por supuesto, puede salir saltando, pero hay un riesgo real de la vida si los cuernos de tocar. Después de muchas vacilaciones, Arjun se compromete a participar. Gracias a Laila. Antes de que comience la carrera, cada uno dice lo que harán si ganan y cobran vida. Imran revela que escribe poesía y que lo comparta con ellos. Arjun dice que va a establecerse con Laila y pasar la vida con ella. Se dejará de preocuparse por el trabajo y tanto dinero como lo hace ahora. Y el thriller es que Kabir dice que va a romper con Natasha y llevar una nueva vida&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VBSMW8Rz6k/TiFs3CR1KOI/AAAAAAAAAGw/CWFYOfCgWxk/s1600/Zindagi-Na-Milegi-Dobara-Stills00-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629900701950093538" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VBSMW8Rz6k/TiFs3CR1KOI/AAAAAAAAAGw/CWFYOfCgWxk/s400/Zindagi-Na-Milegi-Dobara-Stills00-7.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 297px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 181px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;De hecho, Kabir Natasha querido como era muy orientado a objetivos, madurado, tenía el sueño de hacer algo grande en la vida, planeó un proyecto hotelero de 1.000 millones de rupias de trabajo como diseñador de interiores independientes. Fue entonces cuando la conocí. Con el tiempo, vio la verdadera cara de ella. El comportamiento, las dudas en cada momento en la vida, la posesividad y la desviación de lejos de sus metas le hizo sentir que se ha intercalado entre la tortura y la muerte. Esta cruza un límite cuando dice que va a dejar su trabajo y quedarse en casa y va a hacer el diseño de interiores de la casa. Que iguala las tierras de España duda de que Arjun podría ser infiel. Este es un problema común en todo el mundo con las mujeres. Las mujeres sienten que los hombres han amado a su cuerpo y todo lo que quiera que eso. En un principio, los hombres también sienten lo mismo. Pero entonces, se necesita tiempo para darse cuenta de que el cuerpo no tiene ningún valor en una relación. Es sólo un valor añadido. Una vez que una relación está en curso, el color del pelo, el tamaño de la panza, la forma de labios, el brillo de los ojos o para el caso del tamaño y la forma de lo que no tienen ninguna importancia. Por supuesto, repito que agregan valor, pero no son el valor. Lo que más valora es la comprensión, los pensamientos y el cuidado por el otro. Dramas y relatos de la vida final. Muchas mujeres valientes cambiar de rumbo en las relaciones y buscar alternativas más seguras o se resuelven con la vida. Pero luego, se olvidan el hecho de que su hombre amado por el coraje. Y una vez que el valor está fuera, ¿cómo puede permanecer amor? Y luego, los hombres se conocen como los tramposos&lt;br /&gt;
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El encierro comienza y en pocos minutos, los tres y dejar de saltar fuera de la pista. Se miran unos a otros. Hay un silencio total. Cada uno tiene sólo engañado a la muerte cuando los toros pasaron junto a ellos. Se sigue buscando a los ojos del otro a pesar de que son bastante cierta distancia. Y pasa algo, tal vez, sus corazones hablan el uno al otro y volver a la carrera. Que ejecutarlo y seguir los toros. Que engañar a la muerte una y otra vez y ganar más de lo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sRCk2v_tJ-s/TiFrDAWQZDI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vOFccEXCp_s/s1600/ariadna%2Bcabrol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629898708566959154" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sRCk2v_tJ-s/TiFrDAWQZDI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vOFccEXCp_s/s400/ariadna%2Bcabrol.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 217px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 172px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Se produce una interrupción o más bien en una extradición entre los planes con el Festival de Laila Tomatino. También hay Bag-wati (una bolsa por valor de € 12.000 adquiridos por Natasha Kabir a través de Arjun y Imran se vuelve loco al ver el costo y los nombres que Bag-wati). También hay Nuria, amigo de Laila, que es sede del festival Tomatino. Hay un teléfono móvil bastante comprado por Imran por Arjun después de Imran había tirado móviles de Arjun del coche como lo estaba utilizando en exceso. La escena se pone un poco serio, pero las cosas se ponen más normal Kabir se convierte en un juez en ausencia de cualquier otra persona. Y, por último, hay Salman Habib, un pintor y el padre biológico de Imran. De hecho, la madre de Imran y Salman se encontraban en una relación. El saber que ella quedó embarazada, él la deja y huye a otra nación. Un hombre de corazón grande se casa con ella y Imran nace. Imran llega a saber acerca de esto después de la muerte de su padre a través de una vieja carta y en la edad de 30 años, después de haber perdido a su padre y sabiendo que no era su padre biológico deja su vida en un desastre. Pero entonces, nunca Imran lo convierte en un gran problema, ni tampoco que llorar ni tampoco expresar dolor. Entierra todo dentro de él, que sólo reconoce Nurie. También existe la señorita&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;En general, es una película agradable procedentes de Zoya Akhtar. Por supuesto, cuando se trata de la familia Akhtar, tienes que obtener el valor de su tiempo y dinero. Que nunca llegan a conocer cuando el primero recibe más de media. Mis amigos me sentía un poco aburrido en la segunda mitad. Pero entonces, me siento, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Si lo ves una vez, es posible que desee verlo de nuevo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;
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La película vuelve a definir la vida, ocio, paz, felicidad y muchas palabras. Sin embargo, las películas sólo nos muestran la importancia de estas palabras. A sentir ellos, tenemos que seguir nuestro propio camino y la experiencia de ellos. Después de que estos no son lo que puede ser visto y sentido. Se trata de algo que hacer y experiencia. Subir, el plan de su partido, tour, viaje o lo que sea en estos momentos. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Después de todo, La Vida No Va A Conseguir De Nuevo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;दिलों&amp;nbsp; में&amp;nbsp; तुम&amp;nbsp; अपनी&amp;nbsp; बेताबियाँ&amp;nbsp; लेके&amp;nbsp; चल&amp;nbsp; रहे&amp;nbsp; हो , तो&amp;nbsp; जिंदा&amp;nbsp; हो&amp;nbsp; तुम&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;नज़र&amp;nbsp; में&amp;nbsp; ख़्वाबों&amp;nbsp; की&amp;nbsp; बिजलियाँ&amp;nbsp; लेके&amp;nbsp; चल&amp;nbsp; रहे&amp;nbsp; हो , तो&amp;nbsp; जिंदा&amp;nbsp; हो&amp;nbsp; तुम&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;हवा&amp;nbsp; के&amp;nbsp; झोकों&amp;nbsp; के&amp;nbsp; जैसे&amp;nbsp; आज़ाद&amp;nbsp; रहना&amp;nbsp; सीखो&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;तुम&amp;nbsp; एक&amp;nbsp; दरिया&amp;nbsp; के&amp;nbsp; जैसे&amp;nbsp; लहरों&amp;nbsp; में&amp;nbsp; बहना&amp;nbsp; सीखो&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;हर&amp;nbsp; एक&amp;nbsp; लम्हे&amp;nbsp; से&amp;nbsp; तुम&amp;nbsp; मिलो&amp;nbsp; खोले&amp;nbsp; अपनी&amp;nbsp; बाहें&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;हर&amp;nbsp; एक&amp;nbsp; पल&amp;nbsp; एक&amp;nbsp; नया&amp;nbsp; समा&amp;nbsp; देखे&amp;nbsp; यह&amp;nbsp; निगाहें&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;जो&amp;nbsp; अपनी&amp;nbsp; आँखों&amp;nbsp; में&amp;nbsp; हैरानियाँ&amp;nbsp; लेके&amp;nbsp; चल&amp;nbsp; रहे&amp;nbsp; हो , तो&amp;nbsp; जिंदा&amp;nbsp; हो&amp;nbsp; तुम&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;दिलों&amp;nbsp; में&amp;nbsp; तुम&amp;nbsp; अपनी&amp;nbsp; बेताबियाँ&amp;nbsp; लेके&amp;nbsp; चल&amp;nbsp; रहे&amp;nbsp; हो , तो&amp;nbsp; जिंदा&amp;nbsp; हो&amp;nbsp; तुम&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jv2vu6H65VE/TiFoJF28PWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/w5TYNgkoL3g/s1600/hrithik%2Broshan.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629895514590559586" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jv2vu6H65VE/TiFoJF28PWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/w5TYNgkoL3g/s320/hrithik%2Broshan.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 129px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 181px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Meet Arjun. Aged about 30. Working as a Investment Broker in London. Highly passionate to earn money. His father expired when he was 8 years old and left a huge volume of debt for him and his mother. Right from then, for him, money is the ultimatum. He plans to work till he is 40 and retire with a lot of money. He does never realize that he is missing so much of life now which he can never get back at any age in the future like most of us. Just like us, he is a machine printing money for the future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hj__nr_PlX0/TiFoRV-0KuI/AAAAAAAAAFY/D1bnNJ8LJvQ/s1600/abhay%2Bdeol.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629895656357505762" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hj__nr_PlX0/TiFoRV-0KuI/AAAAAAAAAFY/D1bnNJ8LJvQ/s320/abhay%2Bdeol.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 137px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 159px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mvN8vt8mgpM/TiFrgqLpqOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/g-bMVWD85oM/s1600/kalki%2Bkoechlin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629899218012973282" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mvN8vt8mgpM/TiFrgqLpqOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/g-bMVWD85oM/s400/kalki%2Bkoechlin.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 151px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 140px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Say Hi to Kabir &amp;amp; Natasha. A healthy wealthy background. Kabir takes care of his father's construction business. Engaged very recently to Natasha and planning to get married in a couple of months. Kabir is a little confused with his marriage for the reason that he had bought a ring for his mother on her birthday which was mistaken by Natasha and thereby the entire family that she proposed Natasha while he was actually just showing the ring to her. The family gets very excited and Kabir seals his mouth. In any case, he was in (confused) relationship with Natasha from about 6 months. Natasha works as an independent interior designer with lot of passion for her work and large dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSVQQmVsgU8/TiFpGSn7pTI/AAAAAAAAAFg/yJcfnBbX85s/s1600/farhan%2Bakhtar.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629896565989287218" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSVQQmVsgU8/TiFpGSn7pTI/AAAAAAAAAFg/yJcfnBbX85s/s320/farhan%2Bakhtar.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 121px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 149px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And finally we have the Imraan the working the in the advertising the agency the. Well, that's how he speaks Spanish. A fun loving guy and quite funny too. He has a history of messing up with Arjun. 4 years back, he fell in love with the same girl who Arjun loved and they ended up in a difficult situation&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bachelor Trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The 3 dudes are college mates and before leaving from their college, they promised each other that they will celebrate a bachelor trip later in their life and everyone will have to come without any excuses. Each person will plan something for all and it will be a top secret. And nobody will say no. The trip was already planned twice in the last 4 years and was cancelled. This time, Kabir plans the trip to Spain. However, Arjun has some issues. Later on, he agrees to come if they agree to let him work from there whenever there is a need. The agreement is sealed and the ride begins&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HiPfKhof9V8/TiFpxq9hyqI/AAAAAAAAAGI/-vNCNM4ws5E/s1600/Postcard_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1D1YePyoz98/TiFpxEQlzrI/AAAAAAAAAF4/862nC32tGeE/s1600/Postcard_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629897300867665586" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1D1YePyoz98/TiFpxEQlzrI/AAAAAAAAAF4/862nC32tGeE/s400/Postcard_02.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 318px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 545px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kabir's Deep Underwater Diving&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All of them reach Spain. The first thing that they plan to do is Deep Underwater Diving. This is was Kabir's choice. And now, meet Sheela, oops, Laila. A lady who works in London. She takes a break from work every year and goes on a holiday to explore the world and learn from nature. Fortunately, she is currently working as a diving instructor and she is the one who takes the 3 guys under water. Arjun is very afraid of water and Laila lets her magic veil on him and he just succumbs to her. She tell him, 'This dive will change your life', and it happens. Tears of happiness flow from his eyes when he comes out of water after seeing such a beautiful &amp;amp; peaceful place inside the deep ocean water. Everyone remains silent for a very long time. It was like meditation and revival of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rAz1b0KhJwk/TiFp2_-MgwI/AAAAAAAAAGY/LjdBVG9U5R0/s1600/Postcard_06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629897402795983618" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rAz1b0KhJwk/TiFp2_-MgwI/AAAAAAAAAGY/LjdBVG9U5R0/s400/Postcard_06.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 317px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 543px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Arjun's Sky Diving&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Arjun's plan for the Bachelor trip is to jump from a height of 15000 feet. Imran has a fear of height. He finally overcomes it and the three fly in the sky twittering like birds and have a blast. After landing on the ground, the sentiments are simply inexpressible. No happiness could have ever matched this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Imran's Bull Run&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Imran feel that after having overcome the fear of height and depth, its finally the time to overcome the fear of death. That is the ultimate fear in life and once you overcome that, you can live like an immortal. A race where bulls charge towards you and you have to run away from them. Of course, you can quit by jumping out but there is a real risk of life if the horns touch you. After a lot of hesitation, Arjun agrees to join. Thanks to Laila. Before the race begins, each one says what they will do if they win &amp;amp; come alive. Imran reveals that he write poetry &amp;amp; he will share it with them. Arjun says that he will settle down with Laila and spend life with her. He will stop worrying about work and money so much as he does now. And the thriller is that Kabir says that he will break up with Natasha and lead a new life&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HiPfKhof9V8/TiFpxq9hyqI/AAAAAAAAAGI/-vNCNM4ws5E/s1600/Postcard_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629897311256693410" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HiPfKhof9V8/TiFpxq9hyqI/AAAAAAAAAGI/-vNCNM4ws5E/s400/Postcard_04.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 315px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 540px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some lecture (learning derived from the movie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VBSMW8Rz6k/TiFs3CR1KOI/AAAAAAAAAGw/CWFYOfCgWxk/s1600/Zindagi-Na-Milegi-Dobara-Stills00-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629900701950093538" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6VBSMW8Rz6k/TiFs3CR1KOI/AAAAAAAAAGw/CWFYOfCgWxk/s400/Zindagi-Na-Milegi-Dobara-Stills00-7.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 297px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 181px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In fact, Kabir loved Natasha as she was very goal oriented, matured, had dreams to make it big in life, planned a hotel project of 1000 crores working as an independent interior designer. That was when he met her. Over the time, he saw the true colors of her. The behavior, doubts at every moment in life, possessiveness and diverting away from her goals made him feel like he has been sandwiched between torture and death. This crosses a limit when she says that she will quit her job and sit at home and will do interior designing of home. She evens lands in Spain doubting that Arjun might be cheating on her. This is a common problem across the world with women. Women feel that men have loved their body and all they would want it that. In the beginning, men too feel the same. But then, it takes time to realize that the body has no value in a relationship. It is only a value addition. Once a relationship is in progress, the hair color, the tummy size, the lip shape, the eye shine or for that matter the size and shape of whatever do not hold any significance. Of course, I repeat that they add value but they are not the value. What values the most is the understanding, the thoughts and the care for one another. Dramas and stories end life. Many courageous women change course with relationships and look for safer alternatives or settle with life. But then, they forget the very fact that their guy loved them for the courage. And once the courage is off, how does love remain? And then, men are referred as cheats&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Imran's Bull Run - Resumes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The bull run begins and in a few minutes, all the three quit and jump out of the track. They look at each other. There is complete silence. Each one has just cheated death when the bulls passed beside them. They keep looking into each other's eyes though they are quite some distance apart. And something happens, perhaps, their hearts speak to each other and they get back into the race. They run and the bulls follow. They cheat death over and over again and win over it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sRCk2v_tJ-s/TiFrDAWQZDI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vOFccEXCp_s/s1600/ariadna%2Bcabrol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629898708566959154" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sRCk2v_tJ-s/TiFrDAWQZDI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vOFccEXCp_s/s400/ariadna%2Bcabrol.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 217px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 172px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is an interruption or rather an extradition in between the plans with Laila's Tomatino Festival. There is also Bag-wati (a bag worth 12000 euros purchased for Natasha by Kabir through Arjun and Imran goes mad seeing the cost and names it Bag-wati). There is also Nuria, Laila's friend, who plays host for the Tomatino festival. There is a pretty mobile phone purchased by Imran for Arjun after Imran had thrown Arjun's mobile out of the car as he was using it excessively. The scene gets a little serious but things get normal as Kabir becomes a judge in absence of anyone else. And finally, there is Salman Habib, a painter and the biological father of Imran. In fact, Imran's mother and Salman were in a relationship. On knowing that she got pregnant, he leaves her and flees away to other nation. A large hearted man marries her and Imran is born. Imran gets to know about this after the death of his father through an old letter and at the age of 30, having lost his father and knowing that he was not his biological father leaves his life in a disaster. But then, Imran never makes it a big issue, neither does he cry nor does he express sorrow. He buries it all inside him which only Nurie recognizes. There is also Senorita&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Overall, it is a nice movie coming from Zoya Akhtar. Of course, when it comes from the Akhtar family, you got to get the value for your time &amp;amp; money. You never get to know when the 1st half gets over. My friends did feel a little bored in the second half. But then, I feel, "&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you watch it once, you might want to watch it dobara&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;
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The movie redefines life, leisure, peace, happiness and many such words. However, movies can only show us the importance of these words. To feel them, we have to go on our own paths and experience them. After these are not thing which can be seen and felt. They are something to be done &amp;amp; experienced. Get on, plan your party, tour, trip or whatever right now. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;After all, Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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She almost murdered me...</title><description>&lt;iframe src="https://www.facebook.com/plugins/like.php?href=http%3A%2F%2Fpuneet3210.blogspot.com%2F2011%2F07%2Fmurder-2-almost-murdered-me.html" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" style="height: 62px; width: 100%" allowtransparency="true"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F7xqvch_Gf0/Th3ogeJqBaI/AAAAAAAAAEw/DBYJVuuxrMY/s1600/murder%2B2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UpZ0F5y92XI/Th3oZu3aSpI/AAAAAAAAAEo/NM2MMbyrT6M/s1600/jacqueline%2Bfernandez%2Bmurder%2B2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UpZ0F5y92XI/Th3oZu3aSpI/AAAAAAAAAEo/NM2MMbyrT6M/s400/jacqueline%2Bfernandez%2Bmurder%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628910638057802386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life has turned absolutely sad &amp;amp; sour after watching the so called 'Murder 2' which was supposed to excite senses beyond any possible human limits (as per reviews). May be, it did not do any much to me. Yeah, for those of you who have seen the movie, let me inform you that I was 12 minutes late to the movie. Now, don't tell me that you know why I am sad. That's not the reason in any way. In fact, it was all fine till nine. The movie ended and I rated it 'a little above ordinary' giving it a 2.75 out of 5. But then, something happened and I kind of got frustrated and almost closed my Facebook account. Are you wondering what I am speaking about? Don't do. It has not got anything to do with Murder 2. But then, what a murderess is she?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The movie was expected to be a super sequel to the former. The trailers showed that it is going to be far more exciting that Murder. However, it did not meet my expectations. The plot was very ordinary and the story was below ordinary. It appeared like the story was being pulled to at least cater the audience for 2 hours. What was boring to see was that the culprit in the story is exposed within the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;first half of the 1st half. There was no suspense and neither was there any thrill. Mohit Suri has directed the scenes nicely and that made me rate the movie above average. In absence of it, I would have felt it to be below average&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1CM82gseNkw/Th3oR2ojpdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/rBmX4074DiU/s400/mahesh%2Bbhat%2Bmuder%2B2.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628910502704031186" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The story of the transgenders speaks a lot about the current system in our nation. Of course, the transgenders have their own community and a little hold on the system also. No one can deny that. But then, it is nowhere so high as shown in the movie. Arjun (Emraan Hashmi) sees Priya (Jacqueline Fernandez) and does what he usually does. They fall in love. Arjun has a history of working with Goa Police, resigned his job and now a dealer. Priya is a super model. As per Arjun, Priya is neither his mohabbat nor jaroorat but simply aadat. Well, that was a nice joke. He could have even tangle twisted with more words like chahat, amanat, hakikat and jannat. That is the beginning and the end of jokes or, in fact, a fair conversation between the hero &amp;amp; the heroine. After this scene in the first 15 minutes, they don't even meet or even speak with each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ymm8Cs-xmJ8/Th3oKFKsZwI/AAAAAAAAAEY/KrYovg769wE/s400/emraan%2Bmurder%2B2.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628910369166354178" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Arjun finds that a certain section of girls/women are missing and doubts the possibility of human trafficking. He gets busy in the process of becoming an unofficial CBI and starts hunting for the culprit. The culprit Dheeraj Pandey (Prashant Narayan) is a voluntarily converted transgender and a serial killer. He kills women and dumps them in a well. The story goes on till Reshma (Sulagna Panigrahi) gets into his clutches. He tries to kill her but she somehow manages to save her life. Though he throws her into the well assuming she is dead, she faces some very nasty times and gets out of it through a tunnel. However, towards the end, she again gets into his hands and loses her life. To take a revenge on Arjun, Pandey decides that Priya will be his next prey. He contacts Priya in disguise of a client and asks her to come for a photo shoot. Priya is upset with Arjun and has nothing to do. She feels it better to do something than sit idle. Arjun is busy searching for Pandey. The fun change here is that before Priya reaches, Arjun reaches and starts smashing Pandey. Priya enters and in the confusion, Pandey takes advantage and attacks Arjun. Pandey gets on to kill Priya and as expected, when he rises his weapon, Arjun jumps over him and saves her life. The police enter then and Arjun has the weapon in his hands and Pandey is under him. Arjun is about to kill him but Inspector Sardar (Sudhanshu Pandey), who happens to be Arjun's ex-colleague and a good friend now, warns him that he should stop and leave Pandey to police custody. Pandey already fooled police in the past &amp;amp; got out of the jail for absence of any evidence against him. It would not be a big deal for him this time as well. Arjun goes to kill him but Sardar stops him again. In some jumble, Pandey presses a play button on the walkman which contains a taped conversation between him &amp;amp; Reshma when he was killing her. The cruel conversation boils and burns the blood of Arjun and he pierces the weapon into Pandey's chest and tears it apart. To ensure that Arjun doesn't get into difficulty, Sardar pours all his bullets on to the already dead Pandey before the entire police force enters. Arjun walks on towards the church accompanied by Priya and Murder 2 gets over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The movie was in a lot of hype for many reasons. The hype remains a hype. I don't say it was not worth it. It was definitely OK Fine. A lot more had to be done if it had to be rated Good or Very Good. However, I don't see any reason or any possibility for anyone to rate it Excellent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I would remember Murder 2 for some of the best lyrics heard in 2011. I am humming them right from the time I listened to them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hey kash.. Kash yun hota.. Har shaam.. Sath tu hota..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chup chap.. Dil na yun rota.. Har shaam.. Sath tu hota..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Guzara ho tere, bin guzara.. Ab muskil hai lagta..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nazara ho tera, hi nazara.. Ab har din hai lagta..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Haal e dil tujhko sunata... Dil agar yeh Bol pata... Bakhuda tujhko hai jata jaan...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tere sang jo pal bitata... Waqt se main woh mang lata... Yaad karke muskurata haan…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F7xqvch_Gf0/Th3ogeJqBaI/AAAAAAAAAEw/DBYJVuuxrMY/s400/murder%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628910753830012322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;In short, Murder 2 is neither what you could expect it to be nor is it what it promises to be. Its an altogether different experience. Do not have any reference to Murder when you go for the movie. Watch it as an independent movie and you will like it more. &lt;b&gt;And yes, be on time...!!!&lt;/b&gt;&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/905016540252712580-686893700940159980?l=puneet3210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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I, for one, have had one of the longest experience to obtain it. Close to two years of effort &amp;amp; I just feel the excitement of holding this heavenly document in my hand with my name subscribed in it. After going through a sea of processes not just in respect of the application but a lot many things as well, I get mixed feelings when I remember everything that has been happening over the years. If the process has been so challenging for someone like me, one can guess what others might have been going through. This is perhaps the reason why smart people have entered into the Indian Passport Business where the rewards are lucrative (lucrative beyond imaginations)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all began on August 2009 when something went into my brain and I wanted to get a passport. I spoke to a few of my friends and we started the journey. We visited the Head Post Office in Hubli and got the application forms and the necessary information in order to apply for the same. On 27th of this month, we landed into the HPO and submitted our application for the passport. We paid the fees and came out with excitement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the next 4-5 weeks, the processes began. One of the most important process was the police verification. In my case, there was a need for 2 police verifications as there was a change in my address. Everything went on and in a few weeks, I sensed that there was some problem with my application. In the meanwhile, I got a call from my friend who had applied along with me telling me that the passport had already come. This added certainty to my doubt that things were not in good shape for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started shooting emails, letters, faxes, calls to the RPO in Bangalore and the response was as cold as an iceberg. Somehow, I was able to connect to them and I learnt that as I was now living in Hyderabad, they are unable to process my application. In fact, I got a job and moved to Hyderabad after applying for the passport. I was asked to send fresh police verification forms. I sent them with necessary documents. And then, my file was transferred to RPO Hyderabad. I tried everything on the earth to connect to RPO Hyderabad including personally visiting the office. Having had almost a negligible kind of response and being frustrated for the same, I wrote to the Prime Minister of India. No, there is no problem with your eyes. You read it right. I wrote to the Prime Minister of India. Fortunately, there was some response that came and I got a call from the RPO Hyderabad telling me that it is better if I apply afresh to RPO Hyderabad. I agreed and the file was closed. I logged to the RPO Hyderabad website and booked a slot for me a couple of times but the busy schedule that I was running in Hyderabad did not allow me to go and apply for the same. Further, I was also certain of moving to Hubli/Bangalore in a few months and I thought it wise to wait rather than complicate things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The passport rules say that there shall be an address verification at all the places where the applicant has resided in the last 1 year. And someone like me would so many addresses in 1 year that it would be a little difficult for oneself to track. In fact, after completing BCom in Hubli, I was in Bangalore for 3-4 months as I was doing my PGDBO course from IFBI. During my stay, I spent time in 2 paying guests and one of my friend's home. After that, I returned to Hubli and stayed for a couple of months. And then, I moved to Hyderabad where I stayed in a paying guest for a couple of months. Later, I moved into a rented home with a couple of my friends. Now, if I had to apply for a passport with a honest disclosure, the police would have to verify my address at close to 10 places. Horrifying. This a lesson for all those planning to get a passport to ensure that they apply for it when they are in the college and not wait till the career run actually begins. Authorities find it difficult to catch things that are running&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Hyderabad, I returned to Hubli. I stayed in Hubli for a few months. And then, I moved back to Namma Bengaluru. I decided that I am going to stay over for a year and apply for a passport. During this period, I ensured that my name is updated uniformly across all the documents. I also ensured that even my parents name is spelled correctly in all the documents. I finished a year of stay and decided to apply. And in a few days, it was decided that I am going in for a new job and coincidentally, my father got transferred to Bengaluru and we decided to rent a home for the family at a different place. Thus, my address changed. Now, I had to wait for a year's stay to be completed at the new location or apply disclosing both the addresses and complicate things like I did in 2009. In fact, in 2009, most people suggested me not to be honest and say that I stayed in the same address for a year. However, I continued to follow that Honesty is the best Policy. I spoke the truth and lost time, money, energy and for a moment perhaps, I thought, 'sometimes, its better to lie'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Soon, I was in the system again. I got all my documents ready and started the process of applying for the Indian Passport. By now, TCS had implemented the PSK (Passport Seva Kendra) system in Bengaluru and all applications had to be routed through the web portal www.passportindia.gov.in . I logged on to the site and to my utter dismay, nothing happened. I was neither able to book a slot nor able to know when would the slots be available. I started searching the net for information regarding the same and found that the booking slots were for sale for Rs 500, Rs 1000, Rs 2500, Rs 5000 and so on. I did not understand the logic but then I did call an agent who had posted an ad stating that he provides assistance in applying for passports and also sets up online appointments. He quoted me Rs 4700 for an ordinary passport application. I wanted to apply for a Tatkal passport and he said that I will have to pay an additional Rs 1500. Thus, the cost of an Indian Passport worked out at Rs 6200. However, this was not the final figure. The agent told me that it was my responsibility to arrange for a Verification Certificate from a gazetted officer (in positions mentioned by the Passport authorities). I was baffled. I contacted another agent. He had a simple quote, '7th day, you get passport. All I do. You give markscard and bank statement. Give money after getting passport'. I was like, "Wowiiieee...!!!, how much?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;'Rs 12000', he said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I went mad and told him, "I am not in a hurry. You can take your own time and provide me the passport. What is the best quote?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;"For all same. I don't make less. For IAS officer letter only costly. Half money there only go. Nothing left for me. You requesting so I make 11000. Last &amp;amp; Best", he said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I was kind of confused and I said that I will get back to him later and closed the call. For the next few weeks, I almost forgot about it. Applying for a passport was like throwing myself into a well knowing very well that I can't swim. I read a news article that there were a lot of complaints against the online appointment system and the issue was escalating. Finally, PSKs announced that the proper services will be resumed latest by June 15th. I had lost the interest. However, I logged on to the site out of curiosity. And to my surprise, this time, I was logged out with a successful appointment on 23rd. I was delighted. I started arranging the documents. Things were haphazard. It took time and I understood that I can not do the same in a day. I logged to the site next day, cancelled my appointment and booked an appointment on 24th. I spent a day to arrange the documents and get a verification certificate (for tatkal passport) as well as a standard affidavit declaration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;The D Day came. My appointment was at 9.45 am and I was there by 9 am. At exactly 9.45 am, we were let in. My documents were examined at the 1st counter and the examiner found that father's name in my 10th marks card is Ramachandra M Pattar. However, in the standard affidavit, I had entered it as Ramachandra Pattar. And just for the alphabet 'M', I was not given a token to proceed further. Do I need to say how I felt and what I thought?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I showed them my father's voter ID card where his name was Ramachandra Pattar. However, they told me that all names shall be taken as per 10th marks card only. So, all the prospects of PSKs, this is your second and most important lesson. Enter names at all places in all documents as per your 10th marks card only. I don't know what exactly is the process under a normal passport application. But, in tatkal, the 10th marks card rules. It rules beyond anything. Even the 12th marks or degree certificates are trash before it. In fact, you are not even asked for that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I had to leave the PSK and go back to get the affidavit corrected. I had to drive back more than 25 kms in this never ending city to get the correction done. Even the notary too was kind of shocked to know that an alphabet can make such a big difference. Sometimes, I feel, though the law has been made very tough, it is neither helpful in stopping crime nor does it in any way add to convenience. There are so many issues that happen in respect of names and spellings considering that the people entering our names into the records are not sufficiently serious about the implication of the spelling and we accept the &lt;i&gt;chalta hai&lt;/i&gt; attitude. Birth certificate has one name, 10th marks card has another, voter id card is bound to have the funniest spelling of all the spellings that your name has seen and all these differences make 5 persons out of 1 person. Though you have one body, one soul &amp;amp; you want one passport, your 5 documents can not help you. Lets hope that &lt;i&gt;Mr. Nilekani's UIDAI Aadhar&lt;/i&gt; will solve these issues. But then, solution or a new problem, we shall know it only after experiencing it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I drove back to the PSK by noon and was let in. The initial verification was done and I was issued a token. I went ahead to wait for my turn at Counter A - Scanning. I was so hungry. I opened the lunch box, sat in a corner and had my food. It took some time. Soon, my turn came. The scanning process was completed and then, I moved to the Counter B &amp;amp; C where there was a verification and re-verification of my application. There was a small issue about my application. I had previously applied for a passport and the same was not processed due to certain delays at my end. After applying, I had been out of my city for a long time and in the process, I could not attend the police verification. As I had nothing very urgent or important at that point of time, I did not take it seriously and things went haywire. In fact, I had boldly disclosed that I had previously applied and even provided the application details. It was a little troublesome and initially I felt like I am digging my own grave but then, I guess, the officers were happy to see my honesty. It them some time to go through the previous application and letter received by me 2 years back but it was clean &amp;amp; clear process for me. After being satisfied that I was a genuine applicant, the APO click the Grant Passport button on his computer screen and made me a successful sailor in The Great Indian Passport Dilemma...!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;The only concern that I had was about my photograph. I was carrying very nice passport size photographs with me so that I look nice in this document. However, despite all request, I was told that there is no way they can use any photograph. Your photo will be clicked in Counter A during scanning and that pic only will appear on the passport. I had not even shaved and was looking very shabby. Now, I have to carry this terribly looking face for the next 10 years. So, the next lesson, please ensure you get carry smart looks to the PSK as you will have to be with this look for the next 10 years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved to the exit counter where I was given an acknowledgement. I was also told that I shall receive the passport within a week and I really did receive it. I find it difficult to believe it even now that things happened so quick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;There are, of course, many many stories, facts and experiences in relation to the same which I can not disclose for security, privacy and other reasons. Overall, it was a fantastic experience. Some of the most mind boggling times of my life were spent over this. 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/puneet3210/~4/M1gcPfT1nvs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/puneet3210/~3/M1gcPfT1nvs/apply-tatkal-passport-application.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Puneetkumar Pattar)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B2jN5fWyvqg/ThxmA75NlgI/AAAAAAAAADQ/1HxazMZIaq4/s72-c/passportbg.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://puneet3210.blogspot.com/2011/07/apply-tatkal-passport-application.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-905016540252712580.post-8884485466121253437</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Jun 2011 03:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-09T13:34:09.445+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Debatables</category><title>Real Beauty.. Close your eyes and you shall see it..</title><description>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div id="fb-root"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;script src="http://connect.facebook.net/en_US/all.js#xfbml=1"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;fb:like font="" href="http://www.indiblogger.in/indipost.php?post=61017" layout="box_count" send="true" show_faces="false" width="450"&gt;&lt;/fb:like&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One night I was thinking something sitting in the balcony that opened to the infinite sky. I heard someone buzzing, 'Baby, Bay.. Bee..’, and the speed at which these vibrations were reaching my ears was increasing. She came closer than the vibrations did and held my hand. I felt her lips touch mine. Before I could respond wanting to have more of it, the touch was off quicker than a dream and she said, 'What are you doing in this dark honey?'. I just kidded, 'I was looking at this beautiful sky endowed with the exquisite moon surrounded by the lovely stars. What splendour?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Okay, tell me who's more beautiful? The moon or I?’ she asked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'From what I observe, my baby is so much more beautiful than the moon.’ I cuddled her and she looked more gorgeous than before. I have never seen someone who is smiling and not looking beautiful. Smile is perhaps the most beautiful asset of the world. Nothing earns a greater goodwill than genuine and confident smile displaying happiness. After all, the ultimate reason for everything we do in our lives is to be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Oh! Really? Thank you. But you know what, the moon, the stars, the sky and the nature are actually more or rather the most beautiful things we see in our life', she claimed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hmm..', I sighed and let her go on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'We see these everyday and that’s why we do not recognize them. We actually do not recognize the importance of anything that becomes a part of our life. That is the beauty of the life. We believe that something will make our life beautiful and run behind it. We gain it and feel on top of the world. However, soon, life appears incomplete as we observe something more beautiful than what we have. And we begin another race', she displayed that she is a beauty with brains&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'How true..!!', I exclaimed in praise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'So, if you found me beautiful and married me and then you find someone more beautiful than me, you might perhaps think that you should have waited for her though you may not actually show it or do it. Right?’ did she have a million plans of action, each one for each that I use to respond now, running on her mind that a large number of lovely ladies have and so the men call them beautiful beasts. I was confused&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Well, may be true in case of men. But then, it was not solely because of your beauty that I loved you. In fact, there were a lot many girls who were far more beautiful than you in terms of the physical definition of beauty. The kind of intimacy that I cherished being with you was never felt with anyone else. Of course I do not deny that if you were not beautiful, in physical terms, I might not have fallen for you', I put in the best way I could, honestly, being honest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'Oh baby', she was flattered and tears of joy started flowing off her eyes. She hugged me and continued looking beautiful under the beautiful sky. I thought how right she was when she said that the nature is more beautiful than anything. If God showed us Moon and Stars once in a year, that would be recognized as the most beautiful view on the earth. Even The Taj Mahal that sparkles like a jewel in the moonlight would have to move down the list for the absence of the moon throughout the year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is something that should not be defined. A definition only restricts the scope of beauty. Unity in Diversity is another example of the Beauty of Our Nation. Saris are equally beautiful as skirts. Jeans are equally beautiful as cotton. Black is equally beautiful as white. Poor are equally beautiful as rich. In fact, the very existence of the concept of beauty is through the diversity. Matching ourselves to what makes us beautiful and imbibing that into life is Real Beauty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyone and anything can be beautiful. Whatever makes us happy is what we pursue as real beauty. Happiness is more a state of mind. What makes one happy, most times, doesn’t excite others enough. That’s why we have our own choices in life. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Asha, Bipasha, Disha, Esha, Minisha, Nisha, Sasha, Tanisha, Usha, Varsha &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;Yesha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;i&gt;SHA&lt;/i&gt; is the foundation of real beauty. The prefixes define diversity ensuring different tastes, choices and preferences. &lt;i&gt;SHA is Simplicity, Hygiene and Attitude&lt;/i&gt;- most essential components of Real Beauty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real beauty lies in the simplicity of a person. Simple people are most loved and admired. Mahatma Gandhi is a fabulous example of a beautiful human being who did not possess physical characteristics as per the modern definition of beauty. Most successful men have fallen to women who are Beauties with Simplicity. Be it Bill, Sachin, Mukesh or Shah Rukh. Beauties who have already hit fame and are also simple are hard to find. Men who have found such beauties are perhaps the luckiest on Mother Earth. Amitabh, Dharmender, Abhishek, to name a few. These beauties can be referred to as Evergreen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is another category of beauties that the modern world recognizes the most. The Sexy Beauties. I can't name a few as a whole lot of beauties come in here. The Simply Beautiful enjoys far more stardom, happiness and satisfaction than the Sexy Beauties who are prone to controversies and stunts to get publicity. Are they not beautiful? Are they not more beautiful than the Simply Beautiful? Of course they are and in fact, far more in physical terms. But are they real beauties? If you said No, I’d say ‘You’re so beautiful’&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difference between the Beautiful and the Sexy is perhaps just the same as the difference between Love and Lust. Mathematically&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;, Beautiful : Sexy :: Love : Lust&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Being hygiene is a top value addition to becoming beautiful. No matter whether its Miss World or Miss Universe, you would prefer not to kiss her if she has a stinking mouth. When you see someone fresh out of shower, he/she appears far more beautiful than hours after. It is the fresh mind and body that has the highest levels of energy and makes one more efficient. A famous quote goes, 'Sound mind lives in a sound body'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The way one carries oneself is a description of how beautiful one is. Attitude can make people go flat. We all know a lot about inner beauty, ageless beauty, skin deep beauty, etc. that indicate role of attitude in generating the charismatic glow that adds to real beauty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fondling her hair that were so smooth like silk, her skin that was soft like cream, her eyelids so perfectly joining to offer protection to her eyes, her nose that breathed the sleep mode while I thought, 'What a beautiful creation of God we all are..!!'. Only he must know the number of samples he tried before the human beings got their shape. That's why it took a million years even for the Almighty to design us. All we need to do it to take care of this beautiful gift of life. While actions like keeping ourselves away from alcohol, tobacco, drugs, etc. help us in preserving the beauty, actions relating to simplicity, attitude, character and personal hygiene help us to epitomize Real Beauty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I slowly moved her hand on my shoulder, placed my hands between her and the ground and her sleep was disturbed. She had a hint of smile declaring happiness on her face and held her hand tight across my shoulder indicating that though she has got up, she is going to act asleep. I too had a smile on my face while I lifted her and carried her inside. I laid her down on the bed, covered her with the blanket and was about to go back to the balcony while she pulled me and I lied on her side. She felt better now as she held me and in no time, she transformed herself into a sleeping angel. I thought, '&lt;b&gt;Is this Real Beauty?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love. Happiness. Life&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She perhaps answered, '&lt;b&gt;Close your eyes and see you shall see it..&lt;/b&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.indiblogger.in/indipost.php?post=61017" title="Dove Real Beauty on Yahoo! India"&gt;&lt;img alt="Dove Real Beauty on Yahoo! India" border="0" height="145px" src="http://www.indiblogger.in/badges/bigsquare_realbeauty.png" width="145px" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="fb-root"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This write up has been submitted for Yahoo! 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Celebrations..!!</title><description>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;3 big treats in a week and I'm delighted. Who would not be? I am a foodie and love to eat a lot which is clearly indicated by my size as well. Pizza Hut has been one of the visited food junctions by me over a period of time. After joining Sanlam, I was supposed to give a joining treat to everyone. However, for different reasons, it was getting postponed. Soon, I discovered that the ones who joined last year too have not complied to this. So, I thought that this is another verbal drama that would go on and on. But then, never did I think that actions would get into action so soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It began with a treat on Friday by the last year's new joinees (Siddu, Prashant &amp;amp; Dharmender). Of course, I must call myself lucky that I was a part of this party. Had they hosted this party last year, I would not be a part of it. It was planned at . This is a fine restaurant on Brigade road. We all reached the place for lunch. The buffet was ready and we were ready for the ball. There was nice food that everyone, in particular I, enjoyed. I loved the dessets and sweets towards the end of the buffet. It was almost like a maincourse for me. I had some very good ice cream, fruit salad and pasteries. The curd rice &amp;amp; curd vada are items that need a mention here. My tastebuds loved them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It was decided on Friday that the current year new joinees (Robert, Joshin &amp;amp; I) shall be treating everyone on Monday. We agreed and shortlisted the one &amp;amp; only fantastic Pizza Hut for the same. There was some discussion on it and it was postponed to Tuesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;On Tuesday, we noticed a few shortcomings of Pizza Hut for a treat. The major one being that there would no variety and everyone might not like it. After googling in the last moment, we deciding to go to Iris Business Hotel. Iris is conveniently located on Brigade road and we reached there for another buffet lunch. The ambience at this hotel was quite good. It was a small place though. The food too was quite good. My maincourse began towards the end with four flavors of icecream scoops (strawberry, mango, vanilla &amp;amp; chocolate), gulaab jamoons and other sweets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The next was to come from Gyanesh. His was due from a long time for his newborn child. I would not have been a part of this treat as well if it was not delayed. It was scheduled on Friday at Rajdhani in UB City. A lot was heard by me about the service at this place and finally, it was time to experience. At first, someone came with hot water and a portable sink and facilitated hand wash. The wow feeling had begun. There was some very good Rajasthani food served. Juice, Buttermilk, sweet, basundi were special attractions at this place. There was not a single moment where we sat idle. The service was continuous and the items were available instantly along with the waiter. We needn't have to wait for anything. Everyone loved it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;A small incident made this day more memorable. We had decided that we shall park vehicles in front of CCD as parking in UB City is a complicated affair. Due to some confusion, we landed in the wrong CCD (CCD Square). We had to lie to the security we are going to CCD to park the vehicle. However, the security noticed that we were going elsewhere. By the time we have lunch and come back, the vehicles were missing. The first thing we did was we went into the CCD sqaure and brought something to prove that we actually went there. Then, we started inquiring with the security and they behaved like James Bond. This was not liked by anyone of us. We knew that what we had done was not right but it was not wrong either considering the city's parking space availability. It is a daily affair. While 2 of us were taking the security for a ride, another 2 (including me) went round searching for the vehicle. Finally, we found both the vehicles. We noticed that both these vehicles were actually pulled or dragged or lifted and placed at different places that where they were actually parked. Nobody should dare to touch vehicles parked in a parking lot and this was what the security at these places is meant for. But then, the security themselves are doing such silly acts. Though we digested this considering that there was a little foul on our end, one of us could not digest. He blasted the security beyond any limits and the security had to put his head down shamelessly. I just said, 'Aapko idhar gaadiyoan ke rakhwali ke liye rakha gaya hai, chedkhani karne ke liye nahi'. The security is meant to guard the vehicles and not to tamper them. While dragging those vehicles, had there been any damage, they would have had their day today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;With this, an eventful and foodfull week came to an end. My thanks to all the treaties who signed the chargeslip after the food. 'When and Where's the next one?' is my current status of my mind though I am yet to officially update it as my status message&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/905016540252712580-6290396943297446989?l=puneet3210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/puneet3210/~4/6T8zrvu1yPE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/puneet3210/~3/6T8zrvu1yPE/party-treat-team-lunch-different-names.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Puneetkumar Pattar)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://puneet3210.blogspot.com/2011/04/party-treat-team-lunch-different-names.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-905016540252712580.post-246328208550228778</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Apr 2011 19:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-09T13:33:09.941+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Debatables</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">SSBJ</category><title>Someone will not expand in Bengaluru.. Should we get happy, happier or happiest..</title><description>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div id="fb-root"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;script src="http://connect.facebook.net/en_US/all.js#appId=196930937020428&amp;amp;xfbml=1"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;fb:like href="http://puneet3210.blogspot.com/2011/04/someone-will-not-expand-in-bengaluru.html" send="true" layout="box_count" width="450" show_faces="true" font=""&gt;&lt;/fb:like&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a journey to my friend's marriage. About 6 of us had joined together near Anand Rao Circle in Bengaluru. We had some food and got into the bus that was destined to Badami. Soon, the bus began cruising &amp;amp; our age old discussions began. Some old memories came into light &amp;amp; we felt good. And soon, the present came into picture and discussions regarding the companies, projects, initiatives, etc started up. Being the only non-software entity amidst them, I just sat to listen. A discussion about Someone being the greatest company in India was initiated by Madhusudan. Very recently, I had read an article in the newspaper indicating that Someone will not be opening up any more offices in Bengaluru &amp;amp; be expanding in Pune &amp;amp; Chennai. I don't know how everyone reacted to this but as a citizen of this garden city, I was one of the most delighted person to listen this news. While everyone would have felt a little sad as business will be lost to other states &amp;amp; jobs will also be lost. But then, I had a totally different perspective. I put up a few points to prove that 'Bengaluru is not what it is because of Someone but Someone is what it is because of Bengaluru'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Someone asked for land and we gave it at almost NIL cost. Analyse this like the 2G spectrum opportunity income lost &amp;amp; the losses would be mind boggling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Someone seeked permissions for a whole lot of things including tax exemptions and all were granted. Someone grew at a fast pace with all support from the State Govt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Someone soon became the top choice of all engineering students. Bengaluru city has the 2nd last number of Engineering colleges in the world and everyone started feeding the produces into Someone. Someone gradually reduced its pay packages, thanks to the goodwill it enjoyed because of the Govt which made all parents ask their children to join Someone irrespective of the packages, and Bengaluru became a source of cheap raw material feeder unit for Someone. The profits soar and Bengaluru cheered the company Someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Someone started acquiring bigger lands, building bigger campuses, getting bigger projects and became a global software giant. And soon, like any other giant, it forgot what made it a giant. Someone started demanded land, land, land and more land. Someone built stadiums, grounds, gyms, hotels, theatres while Someone is actually a software company. When a few people complained, Someone gave a few ads that proved that it is doing a great work for the society. Someone Foundation came into being. Plantation, Blood donation, Scholarships, Books donation, etc started and the painting resembled that of a social organization&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, what did I have to complain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What has Someone given to Bengaluru? Pollution, Traffic Jams, Smoke. A city which was once known as a Garden City is now kind of a barren land. We cut our trees to give land to Someone. We built roads &amp;amp; flyovers for Someone. All taxes collected all over the state were used to build Bengaluru and who enjoyed all this? Its Someone. Above all, tax exemptions were given to entities which made most profits and also the most of others' taxes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes, I feel, what at least is growth. If what Someone has done can be called as growth, then who would want to grow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Someone has done xxx social contribution. Agreed but is it sufficient? How comparable are you with the Tatas? Have you compared yourselves with them in the field of social work? That is the first lesson to learn. For each sapling planted, there are 10 ads given in the newspaper. Is it a great work? What is the actual number of trees that have been axed because of you? Dont only consider your campus, consider all the properties purchased by you, your employees and everyone related to you. Can you imagine the amount of damage? Is what you are doing enough to cover this damage? You have brought in the trend of cutting trees &amp;amp; building flyovers. The Govt has got used to this. Now, they even want to axe trees on Jayamahal Road irrespective of howmuchever effort we make to save them. The Govt will say that they will plant 10 trees for each tree cut but where is the space to plant the trees and who is going to count the number of trees planted by them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Very recently, a large number of saplings were planted on the centre of road to compensate for cutting trees at some other place. The environmentalists were happy that there was something done to compensate. But then, once they took off their minds from it, these saplings were axed to make way for the Metro. Nobody took a thought on this as these saplings had not yet marked their presence. They were not even accounted as they were still small and people never felt a difference when these were cut. And thus, we were tricked. By the way, who suggested these tricks to the Govt to fool people. I'm sure that such a strategic plan would never come in the minds of the Govt employees. It would need a high amount of intelligence misuse for personal benefit. Obviously, it should be the one who want the flyovers to be built. So, what is growth? Is it Flyovers? Roads? Buildings? If yes, shouldn't every nation construct roads and buildings in every nook and corner and prove that they are the best nation in the world?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In my opinion, the growth of a nation depends on how happy are its citizens. Anyone would want to sit in a park rather than stand on the roadside. Of course, that doesn't mean we will not build flyover, buildings, etc. It would be foolish to say that. Infrastructure is a very important aspect for the citizens. Anything adding to public convenience like a better transport system, an alternate route, etc. adds value and happiness to people and growth to the nation. But then, trying to overdo something causes a juggernaught and created inconveniences. Like someone said in the campaign against axing of trees on Jayamahal Road, 'We do not need wide roads. We need smarter traffic management'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have nothing against Someone or anyone as I write this. I have only referred it to as an example of how growth is not what is seen but it is what is felt. Ultimately, its the happiness index that matters the most than any other indices, ratios, percentages and other equations. But then, it was hurting for every Bangalorean and everyone from Karnataka when Someone said that it will not expand anymore in Bengaluru and blamed the Government delay for its decisions. If Someone is a child, Karnataka is its mother. A mother would only want to see her child happy and successful irrespective of whether the child gives back something to her or not. There is nothing that makes us feel bad that Someone will not expand in Bengaluru. In fact, I, and a lot of people who are concerned about the environment, am happy for this decision that will boost other cities' &amp;amp; states' economy. But putting the blame on the mother is something that was quite hurting. I am sure no one would have taken that except mother herself for the kind of big-hearted person she is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Had I been in her place, I would asked the exisitng offices to be relocated to elsewhere. We have abundance of talent, resources and there are a huge number of companies waiting to take up our work and do it faster, better and at a lower price. And of course, give us back all that we have have given you. The land at the same price (NIL) at which we gave you. The building at their cost less depreciation. The tax exemptions that you have enjoyed. The taxes that you have evaded by dirty tactics. Pay for the environmental damages. And then, you will see for yourself how a cash rich company will file a suit for bankruptcy to hardly even meet 1% of what we ask. We will sell these at market values to upcoming companies or to the likes of Tatas and the state, rather the nation, will be free of debt. Of course, we do not mind giving all this free of cost to them like we gave you but we would definitely take the precaution to ensure that they don't turn deceits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We never made a big news out of it. We did not blame Someone. We just smiled and said, 'All the best'. Had Someone come to us and told the problems it is facing and asked for help, like it did earlier, we would have put our lives at work to ensure they get what they want. However, the story is different. Ego seems to have grown to a remarkable extent and it is a better option to let the egoistic people go rather than hold them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PS: Whatever I have written is in a lot of agony and does not go in the right spirit. I have blamed more than required. I understand that I am wrong and yet I want to convey these thoughts for these came on to our minds and one day, these might come on to everyone's mind and make it difficult for the IT giant. I wish to corrected wherever I am wrong so that everyone who got these thoughts on their minds do not continue with them. I only wish that whatever I have thought should be proved wrong. Because, if there is one company that we all have loved and one company which has made India proud, its Someone. The very point that a huge number of people are leading a great life because of what Someone has done. Someone is like parents for a large number of us. But then, things are slowly taking turn. Before anything major happens, the people who actually love Someone should get Someone on the right path and ensure things go on like they did till a few months back. The past was beautiful but the present is taking an ugly picture. I wish the past comes back to the present&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/905016540252712580-246328208550228778?l=puneet3210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Need to ban negative news..</title><description>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Panic, Pain, Problem.. These are the words which create interest in the minds of people of India whose brains are traditionally built in a way to over react to negatives. We all know that the media brings up every kind of problem from every nook and corner of the nation to ensure that we get the insider information of everything happening. Well, my sincere thanks to them who are into constructive journalism and trying to make a difference to the way the nation functions. I have my appreciations for the media persons who have brought before us the scams of 2G, red tapism, money laundering, etc. and in many cases, helped to solve problems or punish those who caused the problem. However, I feel disappointed at how the problems are only resolved but there is no step taken to ensure that it doesn't happen again. Perhaps, if it is ensured that a problem does not happen again, the media would not have any stories to tell. One thing that has been very annoying is the counter attack of other channels to prove their supremacy by adding mirch masala flavor to the news. By the time each news channel completes cooking, the dish would have turned unconsumable. There are a thousand examples where things are blown beyond required levels in the name of freedom of speech, expression, etc. only until the next news is ready. Lets see how the media has dealt with Cricket in the past few months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The IPL Saga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begin it with IPL. Lalit Modi, a super hero, created a super business model and reached a super level of success. Of course, like anyone, he would want to keep the super profits for himself. Knowing that the it is not possible in India considering the tax laws, regulations, people, etc., his supermind designs a superplan and he becomes a superman. And our super media gets into his life and turns the super revenue model into a super scam. Every channel, every reporter, every anchor spoke only and only about Mr Modi and Mr Modi made every effort to prove that he was innocent. All this went on for quite some time till the media got the next big news flash. And now, we all don't know what exactly happened afterwards except that someone else replaced him. Did he break law or did he make use of the law to his advantage? If yes, how? Do we need to strengthen law? Which clause did he take advantage of? Should we amend that clause? Is it amemnded? Are people informed about the amendment? I would call answers to these questions as positive journalism. However, what we have seen is only negative criticism. Mr Modi took it knowing that the media will stop troubling him after some time. And now, I am sure, he can proudly say, 'Naanu Super Ranga..!!'. If not, I will say that. Because, till now media has only blamed &amp;amp; accused him but proved nothing. It hopped to a new news when there was no more masala in it anymore. I salute him for the fantastic format of sport introduced by him to the world. I will remember him as the Father of IPL. I never found anything wrong in what he did&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lets now come to the World Cup. The entire country is in the best of its moods celebrating the greatest achievement of the Indian Cricket Team till date. Even Mr Kapil Dev clearly said that this victory is far better than 1983 and was far difficult too. Everyone is so happy, so enthusiastic, so thrilled, so excited that we are only seeing joy, happiness, celebration everywhere. And the news channels are worried &amp;amp; upset. There is nothing wrong happening and its too early for the IPL drama. No one in India turns to see joy on a news channel. However, if you showcase sorrow, disaster, problems, wrongs, negatives, scams, pains, etc., you are bound to get the maximum viewership. When the whole nation is enjoying and happy, what do the newschannels show then? They have found news. Lets see what kind of news has been shown on these channels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;India given a fake trophy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Its a very simple news. There is trophy, a rolling trophy, which is called the World Cup (Lets call it Cup 1). This cup is given to the winning team. It has the names of all the teams who have won it from 1975. The winning team has to return this trophy to ICC after the celebrations. The ICC will in return give a replica of the trophy/cup (Lets call it Cup 2) to the team to be kept as a memoir. In this case, ICC had to actually give the Cup 1 to India on April 2nd, Team India would celebrate and then return it to ICC. ICC will take back Cup 1 &amp;amp; in turn will give Cup 2 to Team India to be kept in India as a memoir. However, Team India was given the Cup 2 directly. ICC brought 2 cups to India. Cup 1 is in the customs office. According the Indian Customs law, the ICC is supposed to pay tax of Rs 22 lacs to take the cup into the nation. To avoid paying this tax, ICC decided to give Cup 2 to the winning team directly. Now, we seem to be have become too hurt for this and blaming ICC, Customs, Law, politicans and a whole lot of people. What if Sri Lanka had won the match? Would we feel cheated or hurt? Where is the problem? Firstly, I do not blame the ICC because it did not try to cheat India. It only tried to avoid tax (not evade) by giving the Cup 2 directly to the winning team (It would have been SL as well). Money saved is money earned. ICC also is a commercial entity. Secondly, I do not blame the law because any item brought to India from other nations is supposed to be taxed. Its a source of income for the nation. Thirdly, I do not blame the Customs Dept. In fact, I appreciate it for having stood by the law. I am sure, most of us would have been tempted to do some hulla gulla and let the trophy be taken on to the field. After all, its a World Cup and above all, India might be winning it. Fourthly, I do not blame the Government. I would rather congratulate the Govt for showing superior strength and support to the game. They have already exempted income from the world cup from taxes. What more can you expect? India has let go all its income from this event. Further, they even gave an option to ICC asking them to make the payment of the applicable tax because as per the current list, they are supposed to tax the trophy. However, they would put up a proposal to exempt and upon approval, the tax shall be refunded. There was a dearth of time and this was the best possible solution. But ICC did not consider this. Now, media has made a hype over this news and it has been taking headlines all over. One major reason is that there is no other high intensity news for the moment. Even the minor earthquake that happened in North India was not able to catch the headlines as no one was in a mood to listen. The tremors of the earthquake were higher in the media rooms than on spot where it occured. The solution to this problem is to include 'World Cup &amp;amp; Other trophies in respect of sporting events' in the list of items exempted from duty. And a construtive media will follow up, ensure the amendment and announce it once done. I would love to welcome it. Honestly, if I was a news channel owner, I would have tried my best to not make such news public. Or at least, get the entire information, get the right result and publish what happened and what should have actually happened. There is no meaning in hurting the nation when it is having such a jovial time. How would a player feel when after all this effort and joy of success, he is told that he was given a fake trophy on that historic night? I really fail to understand what compelled the media to wash its dirty linen in the public. After all the hype, we might get back the trophy but can media get back that time or moment? I am sure that the media will not get back anything. In 2 days, the IPL will begin and you should be ready with your templates to scratch players' arse like you kept doing during the entire world cup. Dhoni's was the one which you .. the most and now you are all praises for him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sachin Tendulkar &amp;amp; his retirement&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Every news channel is in a rush to announce Sachin's retirement and Sachin is not ready to retire yet. After every match, every series, one question that everyone is bent upon asking is, 'Are you retiring after this?' and Sachin has only one answer, 'I am enjoying my game too much to retire'. The media has been in a competition to announce, 'Breaking news, first on my channel, Sachin retires, Master Innings come to an end, etc' and capitalize on the market of pain, problem and miseries. In fact, today, I saw one channel almost doing it. In an interview, Sachin was asked about the next world cup. Sachin, humbly &amp;amp; honestly, said that 2015 is very far and may be, he would not be playing. Even before he could complete his words, the breaking news was flashed. 'Sachin not to play next world. Sachin will not play WC 2015'. And immediately Sachin clarified that he will continue and it is too early to comment anything about 2015. The channel hyped and chewed this for more than 2 hours. No news at all today, I guess. Rather, no sad news at all today, I guess. The whole country is celebrating victory, Ugadi and the media has no negative news to pull the crowd. TRPs dropping. At least they hoped that Sachin will announce retirement considering that his final dream of winning World Cup has come to true. But Sachin is not letting that happen. He has set new dreams for new goals and he will set newer records. Why should he retire? Ask retirement questions to someone else. In fact, you should have asked these questions to Kumble, Dravid, Ganguly, Srinath, etc. before they retired. But you asking this to a newly born Tendulkar who has still a long way to go. Like Viv Richards said, 'I would not be surprised if he lifts the next World Cup as well'. What is the media's problem with Sachin? Why do you want him to retire? Just to boost your viewership ratings announcing it (I guess you will have to wait for years together for this). Each time Sachin has been in a little difficulty, you have tried to pull his legs but each time, he has kicked you back strongly. And the last kick at least was, I guess, on your mouths and now you are afraid of speaking anything ill of him or his form or his performance. Now that you don't have the guts to speak rubbish (more rubbish, more viewership) of anyone from Team India, you want him to retire so that you can take class on Team India. Today, he has again made it very clear that it is too early for him to speak about retirement from any form of game. It means that he will not let you make a mess of Team India. What a bunch of fools..!! And what a bunch of fools listening..!! Yes, its we, we all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 crore for players, 50 lacs for coach.. Why the difference?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everyone is busy discussing about the trophy and a news channel made all efforts to search for a different news so that it can get the crowd towards it. Finally, they got it. According to them, the Govt has cheated Gary Kirsten by giving only Rs 50 lacs and the players Rs 1 crore. My dear Media, what is wrong with your basic knowledge. Let me enlighten you. There are two categories of people in Team India. One is the players who will be with bat and ball in hand wearing blue color dress most of the time and actually playing the game. The other is the support staff like coach, manager, etc. who will support the players with their needs, requirements, skills, upliftment, etc. The BCCI announced Rs 1 crore for people under player category and 50 lacs for people under support staff category. Its simple mathematics. Where is the problem? Gary Kirsten himself does not have a problem. In fact, he is delighted to receive the additional income. What is bothering you? No news? BCCI does not have a sub category among the support staff as coach and non coach. In that case, they could have taken a decision to give 1 crore to coach category and 50 lacs to non coach category. And then, you would ask, why 1 crore was given to Gary Kirsten. Its a personal bias. All support staff should be treated equally. And if BCCI gives 1 crore to all, you will say, 'Is there no difference between players who sweat out and give their life to the game and those who just sit and do administrative work'. What kind of loser news are you trying to portray. We should not be suprised if, tomorrow, another channel comes up with an excel sheet telling us how much Cricker has costed to the exchequer, who will have to bear it, why was so much amount given to cricketers, does the Govt not consider beggars on the streets as Indians, when there is no food to eat &amp;amp; no good infrastructure &amp;amp; no water facilities, why are you giving so much money to cricketers who are already earning from match fees and above all from advertisements, why this difference? Also dig on why Delhi Govt gave Dhoni 2 crores and other only 1 crore? Why Yedyurappa is giving sites to Team India (I never understood why everything done by our CM is relating to land)? Come on, Dig, Digg, Diggg.. Dig you Pig..!! Make it Big..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yuvraj's special person is Sachin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As if we never knew. We all know what Team India is and what Cricket is. We don't need to learn from you. So, this did not get successful in becoming a breaking news though it was flashed as one, like everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There was hardly any emphasis on what all went into Team India glorious success. Perhaps, news channels should have concentrate on interacting with players and find how things happened, what was on their minds, how they made a dream come true, what difficulties they faced, how they solved them, how they managed their families, how they managed the fans, the criticism, the people, what lesson do we have to learn from them, what is their message to the youngsters out there, etc. That would be the best of the program to watch. I am sure you would have the best viewership numbers too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The duty of media is to stop a rape and not to film it and display it as a breaking news, announce that the tape is exclusively with them and set a panel for discussion about who raped whom, how, where, what compelled them, etc. Ultimately, the fact would be a husband and wife story. And immediately, you switch on to the new breaking news online and offline, make the victims shut up and get lost by doing the needful. After all, most Indians are poor and would not refuse monetary benefits just to keep shut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Till today, I thought you are doing a fantastic job by exposing the misdoings of people. I thought that with the kind of exposure that is happening, corruption in India should have already come to an ended. But there are no implications of even a slowdown. Murders happen everyday. Rapes happen everyday. Corruption happens everyday. There is no effort to stop anything. The effort is only to expose it. Now, I have understood you are only making a shit out of the nation and the people. If India is looked down upon as a corrupt nation, its because of you. Because you do not want corruption or anything negative to end. You want it to be your daily breaking news. Its your bread and butter. How different are you from the corrupts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sad Media, Sad, you are a Saddist. Wake up before we come and discuss on the big topic 'Should we ban news channels showing negative news?' on your own news channel before you and rip you off with your own templates. You have made every attempt to taint every good thing that happens. Though successful in most cases and creating a feeling that India is bad, Indian politicians are bad, Indian leaders are cheat, Indian corporates are lobbyists, etc, there are some cases where you will never ever be able to even casue the lightest rupture. Cricket is one such case. We know better than you. We don't need media or any channel for it. Now, I feel, Shahid Afridi has rightly spit on you. You deserve it for showing India so cheaply to the world term every problem the nation faces as scam, scandal, etc. rather than trying to find the problem and get a permanent solution. You only know to rip off, scratch, pinch, poke and tear. You don't know how to join, stitch, unite and support. Hope you will learn something someday to do some good to the nation rather than just bring out what is bad. Thats all in today's news across all news channels. There were some tit bits like why Dhoni got a hair cut, why Yuvraj gave tickets for final match to Ameesha Patel, Shilpa Shetty cried seeing Yuvi break out after victory and the Great Poonam Pandey Show (one must learn to use media like her. She tapped the right fools - media at the right time - world cup and got the right result - celebrity like publicity for free), etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chalo, Chalo utho, bahut ho gaya.. 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am sure you all might be aware of the change in the calculation of interest payout for savings account&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Though the interest rate remains same, the actual interest earned will be comparatively higher. Specially, the salary account holders will be on a fair advantage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here is how&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Old Rule of paying interest on savings account- See the closing balances of the day from 10th of a month to the last day of the month. Whichever is the lowest, it shall be the amount that will be considered to pay interest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;An illustration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Date - Balance - Reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;01 - 50000 - Yesterday, salary was credited (40000) and there was a balance of 10000 earlier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;02 - 45000 - Rent paid (5000)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;03 - 44000 - Petrol/Diesel (1000)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;04 - 42000 - School fees (2000)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;05 - 39000 - Loan EMI (3000)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;06 - 39000 - No txn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;07 - 39000 - No txn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;08 - 36000 - Mutual fund SIP (3000)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;09 - 36000 - No txn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;10 - 36000 - No txn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;11 - 30000 - Grocery, shopping, sunday fun, movie, masti, etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;12 - 30000 - No txn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;13 - 30000 - No txn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;14 - 30000 - No txn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;15 - 30000 - No txn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;16 - 30000 - No txn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;17 - 30000 - No txn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;18 - 30000 - No txn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;19 - 30000 - No txn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;20 - 27000 - Electricity bill, water bill, telephone bill, Medical expenses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;21 - 25000 - Wife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;22 - 15000 - A very close friend in need of money, he will return it as soon as salary comes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;23 - 15000 - No txn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;24 - 15000 - No txn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;25 - 14000 - Petrol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;26 - 14000 - No txn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;27 - 14000 - No txn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;28 - 12000 - General expenses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;29 - 12000 - No txn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;30 - 62000 - Salary 40000 &amp;amp; friend returns 10000&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, check the balances from 10th &amp;amp; 30th of the month. The lowest of these balances is Rs 12000. Thus, you shall be paid interest on Rs 12000&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;New Rule wef 01 April 2010- The interest shall be paid on the average balance maintained through the month&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To find the average balance, we have to total the balances for 30 days and divide it by 30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The total of the daily closing balances is Rs 901000. And thus, the average balance is Rs 30033.33&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And you shall earn interest on Rs 30033.33&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is going to be a bad hit for the banks but the general public would be benefited. Please note that the interest on loans is calculated is in the same way. One must thank RBI for its initiatives that have made Indian Banking Sector such a beautiful arena. Perhaps, the RBI is the major reason for BANK NIFTY to keep rising all the time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Money saved is money earned. Money not lost is money earned&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy SAVING!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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