<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744</id><updated>2012-01-17T18:05:07.145+05:30</updated><category term='Trips'/><category term='Me'/><category term='Sunset'/><category term='Temples'/><category term='Metro Rail'/><category term='Cricket'/><category term='Weekend'/><category term='Photos'/><category term='Event(s)'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='MyIndia'/><category term='Maktub'/><category term='Quote(s)'/><category term='Movie'/><category term='Orissa'/><category term='Indian Railways'/><category term='Photo Story'/><category term='Karnataka'/><category term='Income Tax'/><category term='Life at Work'/><category term='Small World'/><category term='Ad-Mad'/><category term='Rain'/><category term='Back Street Boys'/><category term='Linkin-Park'/><category term='Humor'/><category term='The Foodie'/><category term='Miscellaneous'/><category term='Blogs'/><category term='Earthhour'/><category term='OSHO'/><category term='India'/><category term='News'/><category term='Funny'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Switchfoot'/><category term='I&apos;day'/><category term='Kerela'/><category term='Nature'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Paulo Coelho'/><category term='Blah blah'/><category term='Personality'/><category term='Blogger'/><category term='Action'/><category term='Tagged'/><category term='Weekend Trip(s)'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Bangalore'/><category term='Beach'/><category term='Incident(s)'/><category term='Tamilnadu'/><category term='Friend(s)'/><category term='Poem(s)'/><category term='Chilika'/><category term='McFly'/><category term='Chennai'/><category term='Sunrise'/><category term='US'/><category term='VIT'/><category term='Favorite(s)'/><category term='Enrique Iglesias'/><category term='Craig David'/><category term='Festival'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>A World inside a Frame</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is short, you just need a moment to make it BIG.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>280</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-8061749312472967110</id><published>2010-08-15T14:21:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-15T14:26:08.456+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><title type='text'>Happy independence Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 143px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505557357433635554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/TGerPzRewuI/AAAAAAAADXw/_iZCY5ZiuSs/s400/flag1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high;&lt;br /&gt;Where knowledge is free;&lt;br /&gt;Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by domestic walls;&lt;br /&gt;Where words come out from the depth of truth;&lt;br /&gt;Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection;&lt;br /&gt;Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit;&lt;br /&gt;Where the mind is led forward by thee into ever-widening thought and action -- Into that heaven of freedom, my father, let my country awake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Rabindranath Tagore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-8061749312472967110?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=8061749312472967110' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/8061749312472967110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/8061749312472967110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-independence-day.html' title='Happy independence Day'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/TGerPzRewuI/AAAAAAAADXw/_iZCY5ZiuSs/s72-c/flag1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-1514543946473815647</id><published>2010-08-12T00:27:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-12T01:09:17.205+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><title type='text'>Incredible India</title><content type='html'>India - is a nation where "Pizza" reaches home faster then an "Ambulance" ... where people get "Car" Loan @5% but "Education" Loan @12% ... where "Rice" is sold at Rs 40/- or more per K.G but "Mobile Phone Sim card" is distributed for free of cost … and the list goes on …. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do I see "India" in all of these ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not the least, ... where thousands die without "food" but the govt. can still "afford to pay" Rs 31 crores (and counting) for keeping Kasab (a terrorist ) safe &amp; alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-1514543946473815647?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=1514543946473815647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/1514543946473815647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/1514543946473815647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2010/08/incredible-india.html' title='Incredible India'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-5547336708935796282</id><published>2010-06-05T10:49:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:47:03.623+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah blah'/><title type='text'>Ye Zindagi (Life!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;There may not be any specific reasons why you get involved in some particular conversation, but in the end ...    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M : Yaar ye jindagi badi Kutti chiz hai &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A : Hmm! Tu hum kisi kuttese kaam hai kya ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M : even I just realized that :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A : :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-5547336708935796282?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=5547336708935796282' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/5547336708935796282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/5547336708935796282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2010/06/ye-zindagi.html' title='Ye Zindagi (Life!)'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-3286131492992252764</id><published>2010-06-04T22:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-05T11:26:32.865+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Gift!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479161662794285378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/TAnkgKHKwUI/AAAAAAAADWw/SMbjc3WS5Pc/s800/IMG_2949.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479161650389652722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/TAnkfb5rFPI/AAAAAAAADWo/RXSyUOdasFY/s800/IMG_2946.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479161639702753730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/TAnke0Ft8cI/AAAAAAAADWg/YMCJw-RMROk/s800/IMG_2941.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Someone has rightly said that "A book is a gift you can open again and again”. This time thanks to my lil sis Sareeta for this invaluable gift :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-3286131492992252764?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=3286131492992252764' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3286131492992252764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3286131492992252764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2010/06/gift.html' title='A Gift!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/TAnkgKHKwUI/AAAAAAAADWw/SMbjc3WS5Pc/s72-c/IMG_2949.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-4526997803760471927</id><published>2010-05-03T22:14:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-04T00:46:54.555+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Timeless!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467090178067844306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/S98BjRLCzNI/AAAAAAAADU8/-4HCe1biN2o/s800/IMG_2901_1.JPG" /&gt;It’s moments in bits &amp;amp; pieces, juggling between past and present as I am ... "And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-4526997803760471927?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=4526997803760471927' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/4526997803760471927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/4526997803760471927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2010/05/timeless.html' title='Timeless!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/S98BjRLCzNI/AAAAAAAADU8/-4HCe1biN2o/s72-c/IMG_2901_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-1773659972389006178</id><published>2009-12-26T23:24:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-27T23:31:28.214+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>In red &amp; black</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419976302983308866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SzefuzZa5kI/AAAAAAAADQo/8M7l0UZjtek/s800/rednblack.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;... the truly wise person is colorblind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-1773659972389006178?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=1773659972389006178' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/1773659972389006178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/1773659972389006178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-red-black.html' title='In red &amp; black'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SzefuzZa5kI/AAAAAAAADQo/8M7l0UZjtek/s72-c/rednblack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-7165883993319385859</id><published>2009-11-27T17:03:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-29T18:11:06.707+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>A smiley &amp; toffees ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SxJcj-mmJbI/AAAAAAAADOk/tpZpj3bJHUI/s1600/toffy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409487875595445682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SxJcj-mmJbI/AAAAAAAADOk/tpZpj3bJHUI/s800/toffy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometime you feel great, just by unfolding the moments that are /were so tightly attached with your life. You live with it and it brings that faded smile back on your face with every encounter of it, may be this time it's more than a handful of toffees, but most of the times it just go unnoted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-7165883993319385859?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=7165883993319385859' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/7165883993319385859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/7165883993319385859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/11/smiley-toffees.html' title='A smiley &amp; toffees ...'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SxJcj-mmJbI/AAAAAAAADOk/tpZpj3bJHUI/s72-c/toffy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-8485879940809806523</id><published>2009-10-17T18:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-18T02:21:12.600+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festival'/><title type='text'>Happy Deepavali :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 376px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Stos07FDEyI/AAAAAAAADOc/3LSgZaoTWE4/s400/diwali.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393672791453274914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;May the festival of lights spread into your life peace, prosperity, happiness &amp;amp; good health. Wishing all my blogger friends &amp;amp; readers a very “&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy &amp;amp; Safe Deepavali &lt;/span&gt;!”&lt;br /&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/4635479799356441744-8485879940809806523?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=8485879940809806523' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/8485879940809806523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/8485879940809806523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-deepavali.html' title='Happy Deepavali :)'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Stos07FDEyI/AAAAAAAADOc/3LSgZaoTWE4/s72-c/diwali.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-9036977016950125674</id><published>2009-09-06T09:39:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-07T06:27:17.310+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>The story of my marriage</title><content type='html'>Love marriages around the world are simple:&lt;br /&gt;Boy loves girl. Girl loves boy.&lt;br /&gt;They get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.chetanbhagat.com/index.php"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SqPgrkVZRzI/AAAAAAAADOU/c0bUVm9fGjE/s200/book_4_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378389419102914354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In India, there are a few more steps:&lt;br /&gt;Boy loves Girl. Girl loves Boy.&lt;br /&gt;Girl's family has to love boy. Boy's family has to love girl.&lt;br /&gt;Girl's Family has to love Boy's Family. Boy's family has to love girl's family.&lt;br /&gt;Girl and Boy still love each other. They get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘2 States - The story of my marriage’ is the title of the new book written by Chetan Bhagat, certainly sounds very interesting to me and I am looking forward to it for reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-9036977016950125674?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=9036977016950125674' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/9036977016950125674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/9036977016950125674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/09/story-of-my-marriage.html' title='The story of my marriage'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SqPgrkVZRzI/AAAAAAAADOU/c0bUVm9fGjE/s72-c/book_4_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-2594878057280587451</id><published>2009-08-02T05:14:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-02T13:40:21.226+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photo Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Photo Story I - The light</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365192254978286946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SnT97g2oZWI/AAAAAAAADNA/zV__STm466A/s800/a1.jpg" /&gt;Without you I am nothing, you gave me the ultimate meaning of my existence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365192254383153698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SnT97eovYiI/AAAAAAAADM4/P2vU8uQxjjE/s800/a2.jpg" /&gt;Our love propels like a glow that illumines in spite of every odd and nothing that can separate both of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365192246422256514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SnT97A-tu4I/AAAAAAAADMw/VV4ZcKDR4_c/s800/a3.jpg" /&gt;At times I may have been foolish enough to run away from you and lead a different path but you taught me that the only way to live beyond any boundaries of life is to spread the love in more than one way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365192244602709618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SnT966M5pnI/AAAAAAAADMo/AUyt-D8OMn0/s800/a4.jpg" /&gt;My existence would never perish and there I am reborn again to share this light of “love” with the world…the light which is so much necessary to cover the darkness !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-2594878057280587451?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=2594878057280587451' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/2594878057280587451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/2594878057280587451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/08/light.html' title='Photo Story I - The light'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SnT97g2oZWI/AAAAAAAADNA/zV__STm466A/s72-c/a1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-2091701700663633791</id><published>2009-07-24T01:19:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-26T04:27:20.106+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Desserts or sweets?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362518518978640738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Smt-LmEs-2I/AAAAAAAADMY/IfLv1eUEAJg/s800/dessert.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Picture: Barbeque Nation, Koramangala, Bangalore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Somebody quickly prompted, it's “dessert” and has its origin from the French word “desservir”, which means "to clear the table" and "to serve", but then desserts or sweets? didn't make any differences, all I know it was 'YUMMY' :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-2091701700663633791?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=2091701700663633791' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/2091701700663633791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/2091701700663633791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/07/desserts-or-sweets.html' title='Desserts or sweets?'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Smt-LmEs-2I/AAAAAAAADMY/IfLv1eUEAJg/s72-c/dessert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-3367825108844592407</id><published>2009-06-21T11:41:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-01T08:48:00.200+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Weekend Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I woke up not earlier than usual but witnessed the weekend sunshine that reminded me that I have yet another day to cheer for nothing less than what it is :) A full new day is smiling at me through the window of happiness …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364822068703130594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SnOtP1g58-I/AAAAAAAADMg/DMp9G40KZXk/s800/window.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The happiness I seek is all within …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my work, In my life, In the place where I live and In the people who love me, who keep the faith in me in spite of every odd. There are many more things that I am yet to discover and may be it’s beyond the purview of something outside but then the continuity with in or out has many more things to cheers for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It requires the minimum effort to understand that we are a mix of some simple and not so simple traits of life. And finally ... "happiness doesn't come as a result of getting something we don't have, but by recognizing and appreciating what we have."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-3367825108844592407?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=3367825108844592407' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3367825108844592407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3367825108844592407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/06/weekend-sunshine.html' title='Weekend Sunshine'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SnOtP1g58-I/AAAAAAAADMg/DMp9G40KZXk/s72-c/window.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-7610936548568930516</id><published>2009-05-04T23:53:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-04T23:56:38.663+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ad-Mad'/><title type='text'>I am India</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F2qZEiZMgWs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F2qZEiZMgWs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops:161.25pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The wheel of dharma is the unstoppable energy of life …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-7610936548568930516?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=7610936548568930516' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/7610936548568930516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/7610936548568930516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-india.html' title='I am India'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-2351135035350774804</id><published>2009-04-22T23:23:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-25T13:57:11.188+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orissa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Holidaying @ Gopalpur</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am off to my vacation, and inbetween the time I am exploring some of the most beautiful places around this small town. Nevertheless, I want to mention that a wordless picture can speak your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327020418445636226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Se1g2Mi0coI/AAAAAAAADJk/iZs5TvrAyYc/s800/b4.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327575728222813410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Se9Z5eq2vOI/AAAAAAAADJ0/Dj7ZnnqkDmA/s800/b7.jpg" /&gt;The hot weather and the wild wind doing all that magic that I don’t want to miss in this summer, a pleasant evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block;  CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327020420787628578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Se1g2VRMaiI/AAAAAAAADJs/zVx6j30Vm8Q/s800/b2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px;  DISPLAY: block;  CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327019501613490258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Se1gA1FAIFI/AAAAAAAADJc/ydox4iCZANo/s800/b5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px;  DISPLAY: block;  CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327019498223001442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Se1gAocpX2I/AAAAAAAADJU/-k4XL8V5bt4/s800/b6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px;  DISPLAY: block;  CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327019492474039842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Se1gATB_LiI/AAAAAAAADI8/zuFQlC4DWqQ/s800/b1.jpg" /&gt; This is one of the quite beaches that is not yet much exposed to the outside world but still people find their way out here to grab a slice of serenity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-2351135035350774804?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=2351135035350774804' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/2351135035350774804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/2351135035350774804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/04/holidaying-gopalpur.html' title='Holidaying @ Gopalpur'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Se1g2Mi0coI/AAAAAAAADJk/iZs5TvrAyYc/s72-c/b4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-2288422410591659485</id><published>2009-04-05T21:35:00.015+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-06T00:43:24.062+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite(s)'/><title type='text'>Slow Melodious and Soulful Songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am back here again with one more tag, this time &lt;a href="http://mortal-dust.blogspot.com/2009/03/slow-melodious-and-soulful-songs.html"&gt;Dust Unsettled&lt;/a&gt; tagged me to post some of my most favorite songs. So thanks to him and sorry as well for such a long delay for this post :) Well! now its a difficult job to officially pick 10 songs out of a ocecean like collection of songs but then I can promise to try the best. You may click on the hyper-links to play the songs; I have used &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/"&gt;Youtube&lt;/a&gt; to compile the links.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So here I go with this musical tag ... The Music, guitar &amp;amp; life rocks :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fXSovfzyx28"&gt;Life in Technicolor II&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Coldplay&lt;/span&gt;. I am absolutely in love with this song. The soulful music, awesome lyrics and unforgettable voice everything is so perfectly molded. My iPod says that it is the most played song with 1000+ play count. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YPR6LPXDBck"&gt;Daylight&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Coldplay &lt;/span&gt;again. It’s like a magical song for me, magnificent use of guitar and truly awing lyrics. The best part of the song remains with the closing of the song with 22 time repetition of “&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Slowly breaking through the daylight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;”. I can say that there is this biggest fan of Coldplay here in the form of me and I would preferably put their each and every song in my playlist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3.  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nVrtnPkWYdg"&gt;When Morning Comes&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Dishwalla&lt;/span&gt;. Here comes another giant name in Rock. This particular song has one of my most favorite and again the best of Guitar play. All of the songs in their album “&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Opaline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;” is having things that can be termed as mind blowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oHT7K5K5snY"&gt;It’s You&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Swithfoot&lt;/span&gt;, one of the heart touching song with great music and melodious voice of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jon Foreman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is something that will keep echoing inside your heart longer than you would have expected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9lsEmnDpQV0"&gt;Yeh Honsla&lt;/a&gt; from the movie &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dor&lt;/span&gt;, its a brilliantly composed song by &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Salim-Sulaiman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with the  hunting voice of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shafqat Amanat Ali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and equally inspiring lyrics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pOLSb372tLU"&gt;Kholo Kholo&lt;/a&gt; from the movie &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taare Zameen Par&lt;/span&gt;, one of the best from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shankar Mahadevan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I guess this song requires no description. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mzlMbXRUrcw"&gt;Tu Hi Meri Shab Hai&lt;/a&gt; from the movie &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gangster&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;K.K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my favorite hindi movies singer and ofcourse I am a big fan of his songs. I can play this song like non-stop for 24x7 :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dJEfRTXOdhQ"&gt;Jane Kya Chahe Mann&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pyar ke Side Effects&lt;/span&gt;. Undoubtedly &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Zubin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is a talented singer, it's another lovely song that I have listen the record number of times.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;9. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q8BSixuHuo0"&gt;Dil Chahta Hai&lt;/a&gt; from the movie &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dil Chahta Hai&lt;/span&gt;. One more from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shankar Mahadevan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, this song reminds my the colleges days, don’t remember how many times I watched this movies and so don’t know how many times I did a repeat play of the song. I must say, the music director &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shankar-Ehsaan-Loy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; trio did a superb compilation for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;10. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yJY_1G2Vt0o"&gt;Dil Jo Bhi Kahey&lt;/a&gt; from the movie &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dil Jo Bhi Kahey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. One more from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shankar-Ehsaan-Loy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ultimate use of guitar in this song and  indeed a energetic song and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you just rock. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I am done, hope you guys had a great time listening to all of those songs. Now I want to tag &lt;a href="http://thehourssofar.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ajeya&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://anwesananda.blogspot.com/"&gt;Anwesa&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.cuckooscosmos.com/Musings"&gt;Cuckoo&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://lebenistschn-rosh.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rosh&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://incorrigible-me.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vandita&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; anyone who likes to pick this tag. All you guys have to do that to find some time form your busy schedule and let us know your favorite songs (at least &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;low melodious and soulful songs, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;possibly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;with the link from where it can be played).  Hope you guys find it interesting, and hey! also have a wonderful week ahead.&lt;/span&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/4635479799356441744-2288422410591659485?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=2288422410591659485' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/2288422410591659485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/2288422410591659485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/04/music-guitar-life-rocks.html' title='Slow Melodious and Soulful Songs'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-187824649680405753</id><published>2009-03-29T01:12:00.013+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-25T14:06:18.525+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Weekend in pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So here comes the weekend, rather a long weekend. It’s much more than a break for me, knowing that it is the best thing that I can gift to myself right now, a so called quality time. I am in no hurry to finish whatsoever work realizing the ultimate truth behind the hyper laziness, and also to see life passing by me ever so slowly. It’s like living one more life together but yet differently, even though you are not in the supreme state of consciousness you can still smell the unknown earth, taste the storming drops of rain, breathe the wild air, feel the pinch of chilliness of the dark night and then quickly switch over to discover the warmth of the sunshine. The interesting thing is that you are going to count all of them. And here I go with some of my encounters and some other random pictures of the day ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318484902989054050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc8N1znwwGI/AAAAAAAADIQ/NYIkMsI8rBk/s800/coffee.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sipping slowly, to get over with the day ahead. Like someone has already said - a morning without coffee is like sleep. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318484919101894770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc8N2vpXMHI/AAAAAAAADIw/0KzUsH6S06I/s800/ugadi.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;A flowery decoration was done inside the &lt;em&gt;Garuda Mall&lt;/em&gt; to celebrate “&lt;strong&gt;Ugadi&lt;/strong&gt;”. The festival marks the New Year day in Karnataka, and the reason for the bonus holiday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318484912844957154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc8N2YVl5eI/AAAAAAAADIg/U3Lu3UKPzOA/s800/goobi.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tandoori gobi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in brunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318484917806912338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc8N2q0nU1I/AAAAAAAADIo/-T3Ii-4z4yk/s800/shop.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318484902686103490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc8N1yfiF8I/AAAAAAAADIY/_y5lO58_-LQ/s800/coldplay.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Shopping spree at &lt;em&gt;5th Avenue, Brigade Road&lt;/em&gt;, I grabbed my most favorite rock band’s tee shirt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-187824649680405753?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=187824649680405753' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/187824649680405753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/187824649680405753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekend-in-pics.html' title='Weekend in pics'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc8N1znwwGI/AAAAAAAADIQ/NYIkMsI8rBk/s72-c/coffee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-520666240358009872</id><published>2009-03-26T23:35:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-27T14:38:25.036+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Earthhour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>I Support Earth Hour, Do You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am growing old every day, so do everyone else but then the world around me changing very fast, or even faster than I can imagine. I have learned it and experienced it in my life maybe on more than one occasion that the big will not beat the small any more; it’s the small that become the big. So what is that stopping you to fight the big challenges and distracting you to take the first small step out from your life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Not to forget a small initiative can do great things for us. It’s never been one challenging task to&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/ScxzmcYUbkI/AAAAAAAADHk/YgAO2u52h_E/s1600-h/earthourlogo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 149px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317752364308131394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/ScxzmcYUbkI/AAAAAAAADHk/YgAO2u52h_E/s200/earthourlogo2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Scxyq9sCbZI/AAAAAAAADHc/ZbAg3dqW_gk/s1600-h/earthourlogo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; understand we wish to see the life even after us, save the earth and save the future. &lt;em&gt;Soon you will learn again, it’s that fast beating the slow.&lt;/em&gt; So all you need to do, stretch your legs, open your arms and free your mind to join, which would very well mark a new beginning for this never ending life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Scxw51hhuJI/AAAAAAAADHM/q2a6Hcg1fjQ/s1600-h/earthourlogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What is earth hour?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/ScxxMzMMvXI/AAAAAAAADHU/fA54R6UrfWc/s1600-h/earthourlogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth Hour is an annual international event created by the &lt;strong&gt;WWF &lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.panda.org/"&gt;World Wide Fund for Nature/World Wildlife Fund&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) that asks households and businesses to turn off their non-essential lights and electrical appliances for one hour to raise awareness of the need to take action on climate change. Last year more than 50 million people took part and in 2009, the aim is to reach more than 1 billion people in 1,000 cities around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Show your support: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Join the millions around the globe by switching off the lights at &lt;strong&gt;your home at 8:30 p.m. (local time) on Saturday, March 28&lt;/strong&gt;, for an hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1CRs-7lRlPo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1CRs-7lRlPo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; By working together, each of us can make a positive impact in the fight against climate change and save our planet, for future generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click the below links to learn more about earthhour:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.earthhour.org/home/"&gt;Earth Hour World Site&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.earthhour.in/index.aspx"&gt;Earth hour India Site&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-520666240358009872?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=520666240358009872' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/520666240358009872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/520666240358009872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-support-earth-hour-do-you.html' title='I Support Earth Hour, Do You?'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/ScxzmcYUbkI/AAAAAAAADHk/YgAO2u52h_E/s72-c/earthourlogo2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-8947794370528585790</id><published>2009-03-22T19:51:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-26T03:44:44.983+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Sunday Breakfast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A lazy weekend!!! and what more a perfect weather and you just want your share of sleep. So a breakfast is not just for morning …. You need more to sustain the whole day :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316034049486138914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/ScZYzW2AriI/AAAAAAAADG8/tP1nzZ7gtbg/s800/dosa.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Dosa&lt;/strong&gt; lover I am!!!...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316034049199209554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/ScZYzVxmfFI/AAAAAAAADG0/bMiPp4wrbms/s800/idiyappam.jpg" /&gt;healthy &lt;strong&gt;Idiyappam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316034032716181858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/ScZYyYXvcWI/AAAAAAAADGs/MOO6mIt9NZI/s800/puri.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My favorite &lt;strong&gt;Puri&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316034058730040018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/ScZYz5R7atI/AAAAAAAADHE/iR3vPrynANM/s800/sbhavan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;When you are in Cheenai, &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.saravanabhavan.com/"&gt;Saravanan Bhavan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is always a better choice for a perfect southie breakfast. I don’t know if this breakfast can be called as &lt;em&gt;King Size&lt;/em&gt; but surely this quote goes well with it :) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince, and dinner like a pauper”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-8947794370528585790?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=8947794370528585790' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/8947794370528585790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/8947794370528585790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-breakfast.html' title='Sunday Breakfast'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/ScZYzW2AriI/AAAAAAAADG8/tP1nzZ7gtbg/s72-c/dosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-4830425313452817852</id><published>2009-03-15T23:52:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:03:57.324+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>A rainy day in the summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I woke up early in the morning with a prayer, just to witness another new day in my life. It has been an unfinished journey ever since I started counting on my days. I have just crossed one more mile stone and these 365 days is nothing more than experiencing the life in every possible ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more day, one more year and one more opportunity encountered with the life. The joy of re-discovering it, believe in giving always the best you can, the pleasures of being simple and all it seems less complicated life &amp;amp; the world around breaths the new air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Gravity, release me, and don’t ever hold me down ... Now my feet won't touch the ground”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-4830425313452817852?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=4830425313452817852' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/4830425313452817852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/4830425313452817852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/03/rainy-day-in-summer.html' title='A rainy day in the summer!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-4484864216737990554</id><published>2009-03-02T23:42:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-03T08:42:20.624+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem(s)'/><title type='text'>Stopping by Woods ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308673543582600642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SawydhnBTcI/AAAAAAAADGM/YSYB0SSq5I0/s400/miles2go.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Picture: Nadhi Hills Road, Bangalore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose woods these are I think I know.&lt;br /&gt;His house is in the village though;&lt;br /&gt;He will not see me stopping here&lt;br /&gt;To watch his woods fill up with snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little horse must think it queer&lt;br /&gt;To stop without a farmhouse near&lt;br /&gt;Between the woods and frozen lake&lt;br /&gt;The darkest evening of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gives his harness bells a shake&lt;br /&gt;To ask if there is some mistake&lt;br /&gt;The only other sound's the sweep&lt;br /&gt;Of easy wind and downy flake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woods are lovely, dark and deep,&lt;br /&gt;But I have promises to keep,&lt;br /&gt;And miles to go before I sleep,&lt;br /&gt;And miles to go before I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_Frost"&gt;Robert Frost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P.S: It is one of my most favorite poems, though it was there somewhere in some corners of my heart, I never able to memorize it until one fine day a friend read it for me just by picking it from her memory bank. It was then an incredibly feeling for me trying to catch up those lines after so many years :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-4484864216737990554?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=4484864216737990554' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/4484864216737990554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/4484864216737990554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/03/stopping-by-woods.html' title='Stopping by Woods ...'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SawydhnBTcI/AAAAAAAADGM/YSYB0SSq5I0/s72-c/miles2go.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-6984947227412665302</id><published>2009-03-01T22:59:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-02T07:46:09.437+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OSHO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>Strange Consequences?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While browsing through &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt;, I chanced upon this video of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/OSHO"&gt;OSHO&lt;/a&gt;, and it turned out to be one of the most enlightening messages by him. You should watch this video, if you haven’t already watched it. I have also put up the text message here for easy reading. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So here you go with the starting point of OSHO’s talk and the video ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"When &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Friedrich_Nietzsche"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friedrich Nietzsche&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; declared “God is dead”, fuck became the most important word in English language".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6D7rWLzloOI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6D7rWLzloOI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The problem is if god is dead, then you lose the most important word in your language and you will need a substitute. And god was one end, one extreme. And when one extreme is disappear from your mental vision, the necessary and inevitable is you will fall to the other extreme. And that’s what has happened Milaripa … Instead of god, fuck has become the most important word in our language. Even if &lt;em&gt;Friedrich Nietzsche&lt;/em&gt; comes back, he will be surprised, and he will try to resists, somehow the dead god is back because this is stupid. But you will need a whole report on it, a whole research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most interesting words in the English language today is the word 'fuck'. &lt;em&gt;It is one magical word&lt;/em&gt;. Just by its sound it can describe pain, pleasure, hate and love. In language, it falls into many grammatical categories. It can be used as a verb, both transitive (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;John fucked Mary&lt;/span&gt;) and intransitive (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mary was fucked by John&lt;/span&gt;), and as a noun (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mary is a fine fuck&lt;/span&gt;). It can be used as an objective (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mary is fucking beautiful&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see there are not many words with the versatility of 'fuck'. Besides the sexual meaning, there are also the following uses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ignorance&lt;/strong&gt;: Fucked if I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trouble&lt;/strong&gt;: I guess I am fucked now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fraud&lt;/strong&gt;: I got fucked at the used car lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aggression&lt;/strong&gt;: Fuck you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Displeasure&lt;/strong&gt;: What the fuck is going on here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Difficulty&lt;/strong&gt;: I can't understand this fucking job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incompetence&lt;/strong&gt;: He is a fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suspicion&lt;/strong&gt;: What the fuck are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enjoyment&lt;/strong&gt;: I had a fucking good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Request&lt;/strong&gt;: Get the fuck out of here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hostility&lt;/strong&gt;: I am going to knock your fucking head off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greeting&lt;/strong&gt;: How the fuck are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apathy&lt;/strong&gt;: Who gives a fuck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Innovation&lt;/strong&gt;: Get a bigger fucking hammer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Surprise&lt;/strong&gt;: Fuck! You scared the shit out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anxiety&lt;/strong&gt;: Today is really fucked. And it is very healthy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If every morning you do it as a transcendental meditation - just when you get up, the first thing, repeat the mantra "fuck you!" five times, it clears the throat too. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I have composed the text message after watching the video, but I am afraid you may find some discrepancies with that of the actual video. For more videos of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/OSHO"&gt;OSHO's&lt;/a&gt; talks click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/OSHOInternational"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-6984947227412665302?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=6984947227412665302' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/6984947227412665302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/6984947227412665302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/03/osho-strange-consequences.html' title='Strange Consequences?'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-7963916086752201259</id><published>2009-02-28T13:45:00.014+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-28T18:17:12.704+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life at Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Adieu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Walking down the memory lane, I was surprised to see some of the wordless moments that I have captured in my mobile-camera at my office’s WF (Whitefield) campus. It was only on the last day at WF campus that I realized how many things have changed since I first registered my presence here. This January I bid adieu to the place and look at today, now I am all set to capture new moments, gather memories and witness the non-stop world again at the brand new campus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307759748279148066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SajzXo1LniI/AAAAAAAADGE/S6o8QdTzBbE/s400/sky10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The unending sky &amp;amp; heavenly sunshine on the way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307759745039470594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SajzXcwyEAI/AAAAAAAADFk/lh0BmgTMmTQ/s400/office01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I never wanted to let go those moments, they were silently become part of my life and blessed me on many of the occasions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307759749803484642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SajzXugnJeI/AAAAAAAADF8/9DcWnXMewyI/s400/office04.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The years turned black &amp;amp; white, but the memories nevertheless will remain colorful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307759749174209922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SajzXsKlLYI/AAAAAAAADF0/aOPZyiAvHo0/s400/office03.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"We do not remember days, we remember moments. The richness of life lies in memories we have forgotten... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-7963916086752201259?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=7963916086752201259' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/7963916086752201259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/7963916086752201259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/02/adieu.html' title='Adieu!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SajzXo1LniI/AAAAAAAADGE/S6o8QdTzBbE/s72-c/sky10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-5747480178704587165</id><published>2009-02-21T01:59:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-21T17:21:37.561+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Time machine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All you need a time machine to trace the path of the life you are on. Some of them take you back to a moment, called the memories and there are some which take you forward called the dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305165301561152082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SZ-7u9pH0lI/AAAAAAAADFE/7WI0tk6tv0s/s400/me-time.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Picture: Voyaging on The ECR Road, Chennai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I believe the only thing that can be considered available as "free" is that TIME but then it is absolutely “priceless” when counted the variegated moments of the life it offers to you. Neither you own it nor you can keep it with you but you use it and spend it the way your life can... It is impossible that you can waste the time but you can waste your life. Once you lost the time, you lost it forever, and so as the life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An uncalculated and unreserved moment that life is ...! still alive.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: The post is inspired by a quote &amp; a real life incident.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-5747480178704587165?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=5747480178704587165' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/5747480178704587165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/5747480178704587165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/02/time-machine.html' title='Time machine!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SZ-7u9pH0lI/AAAAAAAADFE/7WI0tk6tv0s/s72-c/me-time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-7198804010481601800</id><published>2009-02-20T23:42:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-21T11:17:15.596+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>A door of perception</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305114044073805922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SZ-NHYn0iGI/AAAAAAAADE8/62DXTYBLA1o/s400/mpuram01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Picture: Monuments at &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mahabalipuram"&gt;Mahabalipuram&lt;/a&gt;, Chennai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are things known and there are things unknown, and in between are the doors of perception.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Aldous Huxley&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/4635479799356441744-7198804010481601800?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=7198804010481601800' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/7198804010481601800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/7198804010481601800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/02/doors-of-perception.html' title='A door of perception'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SZ-NHYn0iGI/AAAAAAAADE8/62DXTYBLA1o/s72-c/mpuram01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-8418503449604885604</id><published>2009-02-16T07:52:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-21T10:19:14.607+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>A sailing quote!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303215144416292178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SZjOE4JnrVI/AAAAAAAADEE/ILiHxexNlkU/s400/sea03.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Picture : Sunrise at Puri.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I find the great thing in this world is not so much where we stand, as in what direction we are moving. To reach the port of heaven, we must sail sometimes with the wind and sometimes against it but we must sail, and not drift, nor lie at anchor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Oliver Wendel Holmes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-8418503449604885604?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=8418503449604885604' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/8418503449604885604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/8418503449604885604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/02/sailing-quote.html' title='A sailing quote!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SZjOE4JnrVI/AAAAAAAADEE/ILiHxexNlkU/s72-c/sea03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-2139042603657176308</id><published>2009-02-10T07:19:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-21T10:23:02.477+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Sea Shell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300980080131018162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SZDdTA2hjbI/AAAAAAAADD8/doWjACeprL0/s400/shell02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Picture : At a seashell shop, Chennai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There was never yet an uninteresting life. Such a thing is an impossibility. Inside of the dullest exterior there is a drama, a comedy and a tragedy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Mark Twain&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/4635479799356441744-2139042603657176308?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=2139042603657176308' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/2139042603657176308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/2139042603657176308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/02/sea-shell.html' title='Sea Shell'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SZDdTA2hjbI/AAAAAAAADD8/doWjACeprL0/s72-c/shell02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-8875457983983666070</id><published>2009-02-09T00:10:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-21T10:27:11.766+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chennai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamilnadu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>For we walk by faith, not by sight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300511586490132594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SY8zNGCWKHI/AAAAAAAADD0/TMH1f7lVN6Y/s400/st.thomas01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Picture : &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St_Thomas_Mount"&gt;St. Thomas Mount&lt;/a&gt;, Chennai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear god, I love you with all my passion, with prayers. The supreme of the soul lies in you, you are all but one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-8875457983983666070?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=8875457983983666070' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/8875457983983666070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/8875457983983666070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-we-walk-by-faith-not-by-sight.html' title='For we walk by faith, not by sight.'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SY8zNGCWKHI/AAAAAAAADD0/TMH1f7lVN6Y/s72-c/st.thomas01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-5633230184393024720</id><published>2009-01-31T17:28:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-31T17:38:13.063+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Switchfoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite(s)'/><title type='text'>Don't close your eyes ... This is your life ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday is a wrinkle on your forehead&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is a promise that you've broken&lt;br /&gt;Don't close your eyes, don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;This is your life and today is all you've got now&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and today is all you'll ever have&lt;br /&gt;Don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your life, are you who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;This is your life, are you who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;This is your life, is it everything you dreamed that it would be&lt;br /&gt;When the world was younger and you had everything to lose ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297427353599009586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SYQ-HHK04zI/AAAAAAAADDA/bsOWipFmk2w/s320/The-beautiful-letdown-switchfoot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is a kid in the corner&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is dead and over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your life, are you who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;This is your life, are you who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;This is your life, is it everything you dreamed that it would be&lt;br /&gt;When the world was younger and you had everything to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't close your eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your life are you who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;This is your life are you who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your life, are you who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;This is your life, are you who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;This is your life, is it everything you dreamed it would be&lt;br /&gt;When the world was younger and you had everything to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you had everything to lose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-5633230184393024720?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=5633230184393024720' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/5633230184393024720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/5633230184393024720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/01/dont-close-your-eyes-this-is-your-life.html' title='Don&apos;t close your eyes ... This is your life ...'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SYQ-HHK04zI/AAAAAAAADDA/bsOWipFmk2w/s72-c/The-beautiful-letdown-switchfoot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-9961335279925702</id><published>2009-01-26T14:21:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-27T02:47:48.843+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite(s)'/><title type='text'>Cup of Coffee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A cup of coffee… all that I nee to keep me awake any time- any where :) Oh! well it just work like a magic if you work late, or need to kick that laziness out from inside. Some times it’s so easy, so simple, so refreshing and the only thing I can have to offer to you :). You know! What I mean, no? Yaayyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295541498929961218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SX2K77EPWQI/AAAAAAAADCI/DOhLBklDw_k/s320/cupofcoffee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the grace of god that life exists beyond its meaning and it’s the grace of human that coffee gives so many meaning to our lives …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found something interesting, chose your option :&lt;br /&gt;C:\COFFEE.POT missing (A)bort (R)etry (F)all asleep? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S: The picture was taken at my pad around 2 A.M yesterday and the coffee (Nescafe Classic) was prepared by again me :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-9961335279925702?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=9961335279925702' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/9961335279925702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/9961335279925702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/01/cup-of-coffee.html' title='Cup of Coffee!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SX2K77EPWQI/AAAAAAAADCI/DOhLBklDw_k/s72-c/cupofcoffee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-3690633011425984821</id><published>2009-01-26T12:03:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-26T16:16:37.327+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>Happy Republic Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was on January 26th 1950 that the constitution of India came into force and officially India became a democratic and republic country. It’s an important day in the calendar of India, and people of the country celebrate it as the “Republic Day”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today India is celebrating it’s 60th Republic Day, on this occasion I wish you Happy Republic Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : You can watch the RD Parade live/recorded &lt;a href="http://republicday.nic.in/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-3690633011425984821?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=3690633011425984821' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3690633011425984821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3690633011425984821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-republic-day.html' title='Happy Republic Day'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-3117260555552550280</id><published>2009-01-24T01:10:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-26T11:13:30.296+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah blah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Life in pieces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“In a blink moment life is, a fatal was not, what life could be? A dark sky, a shinny sun or a smile in flash that re-discover the life, and no pain shall be painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut myself into pieces to find the joy in simple things, believe in giving, learn to fly and touch the stars. My blood is drying out gradually but still I am breathing the wild air to witness a less complicated world &amp;amp; the life looks happier (&lt;em&gt;or I say peaceful&lt;/em&gt;) than before… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-3117260555552550280?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=3117260555552550280' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3117260555552550280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3117260555552550280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-in-pieces.html' title='Life in pieces'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-612179012513398455</id><published>2009-01-18T01:52:00.020+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-19T07:48:28.217+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah blah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>The-Weird-Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292419537860389506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SXJzh3yBaoI/AAAAAAAAC-0/V_NIBLBqVSg/s200/ewaste.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I am not dancing but its tag time, I know most of the times I am far away from this tagging business, and surely added my name in your hate-list. Gosh! that’s the worst thing accepted from anyone. So here I am trying to act like damage controller and started with my first tag of the year and thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.cuckooscosmos.com/Musings/2009/01/12/the-oddity-in-me"&gt;Cuckoo&lt;/a&gt;, for being the source for this time. The tag is all about to let you guys know eight weird things about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird??? Oh! weird, somehow sounds me, who you actually are … but people don’t like to see it that way normally and they often don’t do it either. Now, guess what!!! Its impossible task for me to restrict myself to the number eight because those who know me, they can speak better for me that the weirdo I am :P. So please, don’t skip reading the rest of the post ... here you go….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Songs&lt;/strong&gt; : I am very found of music and its become integral part of my life ever since I know what my name is :). Music, songs everywhere, inside my phone, iPod, laptop and whatever that can play it. I load them with my favorite songs &amp;amp; music to make sure where ever I go; I find them without any difficulties. So what’s the weird thing in it? I can listen to one of my favorite song 24x7, you will hardly find there is more than one song in my playlist. I can listen the song continuously non-stop, sometimes for more than a week … For instance, I am listening only one song ‘&lt;em&gt;Life In Technicolor II - Coldplay&lt;/em&gt;’ for the last three days. I know some of you might be already irritated by hearing the same song again, and again and again, but I don’t know when is the next change of song ... P.S : Don't ever think I am trying to remember the lyrics, if any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The background music &amp;amp; people&lt;/strong&gt;: A secrete thing, none (includes my friends) of you knew about it. I don’t know how, but it happens every time I meet someone for the first time, a random song start playing in the background, in the most imaginary form, it can be any song and it acts as if an invisible identification mark for them. The interesting thing is that as of now for no two people the same song is played. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food Combo &lt;/strong&gt;: This may sound strange but I do that, how often you mix daal and curd together that will be termed as an awesome combo. Ok! hold on that’s only one example and there are many such combo I do try while eating, you can’t believe its like foods from heaven. P.S : Try it at your own risk :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photography&lt;/strong&gt; : As you all might be knowing that there is this great photographer who is under making :P. I have my digi-cam always in my pocket, just as mobile phone. And I take pictures almost on daily basis of any objects at random times. You! got the photo message about ewaste, in this blog? Good, so keep it in your mind or check my blog again before carelessly throwing  them (dead floppy, cd, dvd etc...) outside somewhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Distance &amp;amp; Count &lt;/strong&gt;: Whether I travel in train or bus or car or anything for long or short distance, somehow I always look for the milestones and count them as and when they come on my way, it also includes lamp posts/pillars, chai ka dukan (Tea shops), petrol pumps, level crossings, bridges etc... I still remember, I used to have a note book for the same. Thanks to my driving, now almost given up on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alarm Clock &lt;/strong&gt;: There is an inbuilt alarm clock inside me, which helps me to wake-up anytime I wish. For instance, I can wake up at 5 A.M even though I went to bed at 2 AM, and then give a call anyone who are there in the list; to wake them up and request(demand?) to get ready on-time. If they dono pick the call, only! god can help them (I mean in terms of finishing their work or reaching at the desired place) :P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Travel Plans&lt;/strong&gt;: 99.9% of my travel (holidays) plans are instantaneous, I never give a thought how to reach there, if no tickets available. I am still continuing this formula since my college days and that's about having some good fun which some of my friends dono like (woW what about a solo trip then? Yes! ofcourse).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pen&lt;/strong&gt;: I have this love for my pens and I never throw them out, when it is officially declared as dead. I have used a single pen to write all my semester exams. The pen is still with me in a secured locker or inside a junkyard :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the custom of the tag or say the rule here, I have to tag eight people back. So here is the list in no specific order &lt;a href="http://divasdreamworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;Divya&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://memoirsofmemory.blogspot.com/"&gt;Smriti&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://color-me-sunshine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Just Call me ‘A’&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thrudviewfinder.blogspot.com/"&gt;Prashant&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mylifeinrhymingwords.blogspot.com/"&gt;Poohi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://memoirs-of-a-vagabond.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vagabond&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://seewhospeaks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Munmun&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://lifeofpri.blogspot.com/"&gt;Priyanka&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I have a very clear intention of putting you guys in trouble :P, so come out of your shell and face the challenge. If you have already faced it then its time to prove that you can face more challenges. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-612179012513398455?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=612179012513398455' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/612179012513398455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/612179012513398455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/01/weird-me.html' title='The-Weird-Me!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SXJzh3yBaoI/AAAAAAAAC-0/V_NIBLBqVSg/s72-c/ewaste.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-1210469526703731485</id><published>2009-01-11T15:35:00.017+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-12T10:03:43.666+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>'Slumdog Millionaire' – A Movie Must Watch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289976492128809714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SWnFl5OBMvI/AAAAAAAAC9w/9nRKmoCWh88/s200/Slumdog+Millionaire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In many years or maybe in decades you may get a chance to watch such a wonderful movie, and this time it is called “&lt;a href="http://www.foxsearchlight.com/slumdogmillionaire/"&gt;Slumdog Millionaire&lt;/a&gt;”. A movie that not only tells a story but also shows us a path beyond surviving in this world, a world where love and life comes really hard, very hard for most of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Jamal, an 18 year old orphan from the slums of Mumbai is yet to experience the biggest day of his life. Each chapter of his life reveals the key to the answer to one of the seemingly impossible quiz game show’s questions. It’s the answers he learned through his journey of life and the love that ultimately made him a millionaire.” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Undoubtedly, this film is one of the best movie I have ever seen all these years. It is based on the book &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Q_and_A"&gt;Q and A&lt;/a&gt; written by Indian author and diplomat Vikas Swarup, a brilliantly directed movie by Danny Boyle &amp;amp; Loveleen Tandan (co-director), awesome music by A.R Rahman, the superb casting &amp;amp; performance on screen and the mind-boggling over all presentation. You like everything about it and so it is done perfectly, as if you are witnessing something that happened just in front of you, connected with unbelievably real souls of an unknown world. I felt like, the story is just another reality, shocking, at times scary, very profound and thought provoking. In the end, it’s the love that remained the gift for the life turned luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AIzbwV7on6Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AIzbwV7on6Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;P.S: You may watch the trailer which gives you the glimpse of the movie and this time I think, you don’t have to be critical to decide upon this movie given the fact it would fall into most of the categories where time-pass is the least priority. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-1210469526703731485?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=1210469526703731485' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/1210469526703731485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/1210469526703731485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/01/slumdog-millionaire-movie-must-watch.html' title='&apos;Slumdog Millionaire&apos; – A Movie Must Watch!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SWnFl5OBMvI/AAAAAAAAC9w/9nRKmoCWh88/s72-c/Slumdog+Millionaire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-3792389964448209385</id><published>2009-01-10T10:18:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-10T13:44:59.753+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Coelho'/><title type='text'>It's normal, maybe perfectly?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As you might know, I am a great fan of Paulo Coelho if not a big follower. So here what according to him the "Inventory of normality" which was published on January 7, 2009 in &lt;em&gt;Warrior Of Light&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One interesting thing I could figured out about this blog is based on my recent chat with AJ. I can recall when she asked me, AJ (asking): according to you why some people behave or think strangely? Me (replying): it is nothing but the normal the way they are. Perhaps, we are the strange people, because many times we forget about the limits that defines the range of being normal, but then we don't know whatever that range is or simply ignore it. So what exactly is normal to you will define what is that strange for you, right? AJ (thinking, strangely) : Well! I guess ‘Yes!’ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may also like to check the &lt;a href="http://paulocoelhoblog.com/"&gt;Paulo Coelho’s blog&lt;/a&gt;, Oh! I am subscribed reader of his blogs :) So here you go with the post, just go through those points and see how normal you/we are ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inventory of normality: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to conduct a survey among my friends about what society considers to be normal behavior. What follows is a list I have made of some of the absurd situations we face in day-to-day life, just because society sees them as normal:&lt;br /&gt;1] Anything that makes us forget our true identity and our dreams and makes us only work to produce and reproduce.&lt;br /&gt;2] Making rules for a war (the Geneva Convention).&lt;br /&gt;3] Spending years at university and then not being able to find a job.&lt;br /&gt;4] Working from nine in the morning to five in the afternoon at something that does not give us the least pleasure, so that we can retire after 30 years.&lt;br /&gt;5] Retiring only to discover that we have no more energy to enjoy life, and then dying of boredom after a few years.&lt;br /&gt;6] Using Botox.&lt;br /&gt;7] Trying to be financially successful instead of seeking happiness.&lt;br /&gt;8] Ridiculing those who seek happiness instead of money by calling them “people with no ambition”.&lt;br /&gt;9] Comparing objects like cars, houses and clothes, and defining life according to these comparisons instead of really trying to find out the true reason for being alive.&lt;br /&gt;10] Not talking to strangers. Saying nasty things about our neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;11] Thinking that parents are always right.&lt;br /&gt;12] Getting married, having children and staying together even though the love has gone, claiming that it’s for the sake of the children (who do not seem to be listening to the constant arguments).&lt;br /&gt;12ª] Criticizing everybody who tries to be different.&lt;br /&gt;14] Waking up with a hysterical alarm-clock at the bedside.&lt;br /&gt;15] Believing absolutely everything that is printed.&lt;br /&gt;16] Wearing a piece of colored cloth wrapped around the neck for no apparent reason and known by the pompous name “necktie”.&lt;br /&gt;17] Never asking direct questions, even though the other person understands what you want to know.&lt;br /&gt;18] Keeping a smile on your face when you really want to cry. And feeling sorry for those who show their own feelings.&lt;br /&gt;19] Thinking that art is worth a fortune, or else that it is worth absolutely nothing.&lt;br /&gt;20] Always despising what was easily gained, because the “necessary sacrifice” – and therefore also the required qualities – are missing.&lt;br /&gt;21] Following fashion, even though it all looks ridiculous and uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;22] Being convinced that all the famous people have tons of money saved up.&lt;br /&gt;23] Investing a lot in exterior beauty and paying little attention to interior beauty.&lt;br /&gt;24] Using all possible means to show that even though you are a normal person, you are infinitely superior to other human beings.&lt;br /&gt;25] In any kind of public transport, never looking straight into the eyes of the other passengers, as this may be taken for attempting to seduce them.&lt;br /&gt;26] When you enter an elevator, looking straight at the door and pretending you are the only person inside, however crowded it may be.&lt;br /&gt;27] Never laughing out loud in a restaurant, no matter how funny the story is.&lt;br /&gt;28] In the Northern hemisphere, always wearing the clothes that match the season of the year: short sleeves in springtime (however cold it may be) and a woolen jacket in the fall (no matter how warm it is).&lt;br /&gt;29] In the Southern hemisphere, decorating the Christmas tree with cotton wool, even though winter has nothing to do with the birth of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;30] As you grow older, thinking you are the wisest man in the world, even though not always do you have enough life experience to know what is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;31] Going to a charity event and thinking that in this way you have collaborated enough to put an end to all the social inequalities in the world.&lt;br /&gt;32] Eating three times a day, even if you’re not hungry.&lt;br /&gt;33] Believing that the others are always better at everything: they are better-looking, more resourceful, richer and more intelligent. Since it’s very risky to venture beyond your own limits, it’s better to do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;34] Using the car as a way to feel powerful and in control of the world.&lt;br /&gt;35] Using foul language in traffic.&lt;br /&gt;36] Thinking that everything your child does wrong is the fault of the company he or she is keeping.&lt;br /&gt;37] Marrying the first person who offers you a position in society. Love can wait.&lt;br /&gt;38] Always saying “I tried”, even though you haven’t tried at all.&lt;br /&gt;39] Putting off doing the most interesting things in life until you no longer have the strength to do them.&lt;br /&gt;40] Avoiding depression with massive daily doses of television programs.&lt;br /&gt;41] Believing that it is possible to be sure of everything you have won.&lt;br /&gt;42] Thinking that women don’t like football and that men don’t like interior decoration.&lt;br /&gt;43] Blaming the government for everything bad that happens.&lt;br /&gt;44] Being convinced that being a good, decent and respectful person means that the others will find you weak, vulnerable and easy to manipulate.&lt;br /&gt;45] Being convinced that aggressiveness and discourtesy in treating others are signs of a powerful personality.&lt;br /&gt;46] Being afraid of fibroscopy (men) and childbirth (women).&lt;br /&gt;47] And finally, thinking that your religion is the sole proprietor of the absolute truth, the most important, the best, and that the other human beings in this immense planet who believe in any other manifestation of God are condemned to the fires of hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-3792389964448209385?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=3792389964448209385' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3792389964448209385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3792389964448209385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-normal-maybe-perfectly.html' title='It&apos;s normal, maybe perfectly?'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-7055270010207550607</id><published>2008-12-27T00:42:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-27T13:17:42.720+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah blah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life at Work'/><title type='text'>The December!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seconds, minutes, hours and days were passed by me just like that and now when I look back I have already completed living one more year of my life. A year filled with the little pains which helped me to understand what it takes to be alive?, the failures that made me a stronger person than before, the successes that encouraged me keep on moving, and last but not the least a bucket full of memories that reminds me of this journey. So far so good, oh! maybe I don’t have anything to regret for the roads I have travelled, the places I stumbled up on, the paths I crossed, the people I met on my way, for the life I learned to live and appreciate whatever happens is for some reasons in our lives and only then we able to identify what actually we are &amp;amp; then the dreams are not too far from the reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reality I live, I have always told myself that the world is nothing more or less than the image that you can create for yourself out of it. It’s my own world and I cherish every moment spent here. Looking at the retiring calendar hanging on the right hand side of my room’s wall, year after year, I have learned that each one of them has a purpose in it for us, to accomplish certain things that will determine where we are heading for … There was one such day for everyone of us to recognize that we have done something not just to prove anybody else then ourselves, followed by a quick realization that still a long way to go but you have taken the much needed step for it. Possibly, I can recall &lt;a href="http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/07/some-good-things.html"&gt;one such day&lt;/a&gt; of this year. I maybe blessed on many occasions but certainly the beginning of this year unveiled me a darker side of the life where I struggled to fight back for quite sometime before I could accept the impossible truth that there exists no life beyond your own imagination. Nevertheless, the beauty of life is that it demands from you only the strength you posses. A flash moment in life and then happened a series of good things here and there which eventually became part of the rollercoaster ride I am on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284179251438280386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SVUtCEt33sI/AAAAAAAAC80/Rv_c2PHVbIU/s400/december_party.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Personally, I would like to count the year 2008 for everything that can come to my mind, a mixed bag. And with the countdown for the New Year 2009 is already started, amidst the global economic meltdown and around the chaos of terror attacks, finally found some reasons to cheer up and we at workplace celebrated this December together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284210503859345106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SVVJdNDsltI/AAAAAAAAC9E/0C2CaS-ZPek/s400/santa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So I am hoping &amp;amp; wishing you all Merry Christmas and a very happy &amp;amp; prosperous New Year in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : I am back to business &amp;amp; gradually recovering from the bloody cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-7055270010207550607?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=7055270010207550607' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/7055270010207550607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/7055270010207550607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/12/december.html' title='The December!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SVUtCEt33sI/AAAAAAAAC80/Rv_c2PHVbIU/s72-c/december_party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-7465709041468915970</id><published>2008-12-26T23:18:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-28T21:28:41.720+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ad-Mad'/><title type='text'>Admad - Nokia Connection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Nokia together with the Indian Music Legend A.R. Rahman is coming up with its much awaited music album "Nokia Connections" featuring the heart stirring compositions of A.R. Rahman for the Nokia Xpress Music devices and 5800 Xpress Music. This is one of its kind promotions form the Nokia to launch their new products in the market. The album contains nine original compositions from A.R. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this video “Jiya se Jiya” from the album is very interesting and the tune indeed catchy. The message given in the song too is ultimate, a free hug for everyone irrespective of their region, religion or language. Play it, watch it and I am sure you too will like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2j1ATsMBB5A&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2j1ATsMBB5A&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P. S: The songs will be preloaded on Nokia 5800 XpressMusic, Nokia 5220 XpressMusic and Nokia 5320 XpressMusic from January, 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-7465709041468915970?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=7465709041468915970' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/7465709041468915970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/7465709041468915970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/12/admad-nokia-connection.html' title='Admad - Nokia Connection'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-207684294022796032</id><published>2008-12-18T00:00:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-30T08:22:37.550+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah blah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>You Compare?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know if something right or everything wrong with this world but you compare. In the whole world there is nothing like comparing something with everything else and more precisely there is no good or bad or ugly. You compare that exists, or that doesn’t but that is not the end, you find questions and seek answers for there is always a better you, a better me, a better we and a better world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like that you never know there is a better life in store. You see there is always something missing that you can never compare. So what’s more, now you are asking me for a better comparison? &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/4635479799356441744-207684294022796032?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=207684294022796032' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/207684294022796032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/207684294022796032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-compare.html' title='You Compare?'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-4531260253808459079</id><published>2008-12-12T23:37:00.016+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-14T00:26:54.026+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karnataka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend Trip(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Murudeshwar - The more I see ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Murudeshwar"&gt;Murudeshwar&lt;/a&gt; is a small town in Uttara Kannada district that is situated around 465 kms away from Bangalore the state capital of Karnataka, India. This place is closely bounded with the Arabian Sea and hills of Western Ghats which makes it an attractive tourist spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My travel experience to this place is totally different in many ways, starting from the travel plan till returning back to my pad, everything. I may have surprised myself when I planned it less than in an hour and the mode of communication was the State run local buses, I switched 5 buses to reach at that place. Frankly, the people out there wouldn’t have appreciated so much for a person holding a camera, writing pad and asking them so many questions not in the language that they can easily understand, but they did and everything according to me was part of the memorable trip :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Like all great travellers, I have seen more than I remember, and remember more than I have seen." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278968396267767010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SUKpyYgNxOI/AAAAAAAAC78/W1m4vm7it0Q/s400/murudeshwar02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278968407979455298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SUKpzEIf80I/AAAAAAAAC8M/xO1ikZ2z_xI/s400/murudeshwar04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278968406712029266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SUKpy_aUkFI/AAAAAAAAC8E/Ms8VPRQiqYo/s400/murudeshwar03.jpg" border="0" /&gt; One of the main attractions of Murudeshwar is the Lord Shiva idol which is visible from a long distance from the Arabian Sea. The length of the idol is 123 feet into the sky and considered as the tallest Shiva idol in the world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278968390823779906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SUKpyEORHkI/AAAAAAAAC70/JnUqfMe4nBk/s400/murudeshwar01.jpg" border="0" /&gt; You can visit Murudeshwar any time in the year and it is well connected by Roads, and trains (Konkan Railways). There are many places of tourist interests near murudeshwar, some of them are Jog Falls (90 Kms), Udupi (100 Kms), Gokarna (65 Kms) and Karwar (120 Kms). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-4531260253808459079?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=4531260253808459079' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/4531260253808459079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/4531260253808459079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/12/murudeshwar.html' title='Murudeshwar - The more I see ...'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SUKpyYgNxOI/AAAAAAAAC78/W1m4vm7it0Q/s72-c/murudeshwar02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-8806812179279728704</id><published>2008-12-07T00:38:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:52:35.697+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>A day that was never before!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Almost three years that I have spent at this place, at the very same building and before I can say BEY! to this place I wanted to go back to the past and collect some of my pictorial memories associated with it. With mist covered surrounding and the chilliness in the waves …. things were turning out much prettier than before. For a moment I couldn’t believe that this is the place where I spend almost time of a day and sometimes night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here you go, the pictures (re-posting with this blog) that I have taken a year back or so, of the much remembered beautiful day ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160235904585961634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/R5zXNxIQEKI/AAAAAAAABYw/6K5N2sfoOjk/s320/off0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160236733514649794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/R5zX-BIQEMI/AAAAAAAABZA/VjyLogAo8Lc/s320/off1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The untold story of a misty morning … &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There are so many pictures that I have taken on several occasions in and around this place but these pictures are attached to some of my virtually unforgettable memories! maybe it is not as mysterious as I would think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy weekend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-8806812179279728704?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=8806812179279728704' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/8806812179279728704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/8806812179279728704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-that-was-never-before.html' title='A day that was never before!...'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/R5zXNxIQEKI/AAAAAAAABYw/6K5N2sfoOjk/s72-c/off0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-8910324098140317275</id><published>2008-12-02T07:07:00.020+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-07T15:45:38.154+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MyIndia'/><title type='text'>We the People!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- There are those who plan days &amp;amp; months to kill innocent people and give up their ashamed lives; we call them as &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;terrorist&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- There are those who give their own life without even thinking for a second for saving those innocent lives; we call them as &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;army jawans (men)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- There are those people in our neighbor countries who are mindless, hopeless, insensitive, they don’t believe on their own lives and they are a threat to everyone; we call them &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;enemies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- There are those who promise &amp;amp; bring more changes but more things remain the same; we call them as the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dirty politicians&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- There are people who are anger, insecure, demanding actions to be taken and who are part of an unfinished movement because they are those who pay the price and their innocent lives; we call them as the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;citizens&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Let us promise to ourselves that we will not remain salient spectator anymore, it is our responsibility too to ensure our leaders/and ministers in power doing their work. And issues like terrorism and saftey of the people/nation as a whole, we just can't be indifferent.&lt;/span&gt; We are fighting a battle today that has some known faces and many unknown faces, we have to raise our voice and be part of this unfinished movement to identify the right political leadership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anger is quite obvious, but why are we scare and underestimating the power of a ‘vote’? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don’t forget that ‘the vote’ we are giving today will determine our future tomorrow. If we don't give the 'vote'? perhaps then more and more corrupt and insensitive people will enjoy the power. Also, we must not forget when we vote for something that means we are not allowing certain people to find their ways. As said, we have a role to play and for that we are sensible and not a silent viewer of the system, we have every rights to bring the changes that we wanted to see...&lt;/span&gt; Just imagine, if we can blog/write a review for movies/songs/products that we like/dislike, can express our feelings/thoughts in the form of poems/stories and for that matters anything then why can’t we write and raise our voices against those corrupt, insensitive and highly irresponsible politicians with the same medium. Certainly, we can’t bring back the innocent lives but then it can be as pure as lighting a candle, the light may go off after sometime but the scar of words will remain and remind us until we complete the last action against terrorism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We have lot more things to do at our end but this maybe just a step towards to let our politicians and people who are in power (ofcourse! bureaucrats are included) know that &lt;strong&gt;we are watching them closely than before and we are not going to compromise lives for any of their negligences.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="310"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/QYHmAcyUJX/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/QYHmAcyUJX/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="310" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : Thanks Divya for sharing the link with us, &lt;a href="http://boston.com/bigpicture/2008/11/mumbai_under_attack.html"&gt;Mumbai under attack&lt;/a&gt; - some of the pictures are horrifying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-8910324098140317275?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=8910324098140317275' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/8910324098140317275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/8910324098140317275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-people.html' title='We the People!!!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-3564263280389950862</id><published>2008-11-29T20:49:00.020+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-02T07:40:05.902+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MyIndia'/><title type='text'>Yet again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We do tend to forget things, we tend to take things easy and we do take things for granted but this time its enough… ‘&lt;em&gt;enough is enough&lt;/em&gt;’. One after another, it’s hard to believe the mindless acts. What everybody has seen in the last few days is not just a terror attack on the city of ‘Mumbai’ but on whole of the nation. This is not happened for the first time but for many times. It’s not difficult to understand that terror strikes are unpredictable, but at the same time what hurts in such situations is that the ad-hoc response from the leaders of the country to tackle with it. In a way, it shows that a country, world's largest democracy of more than 1 billion people never prepared to respond for what called as the un-predictable situations in the form of terrorist attacks. Jaipur, Delhi, Guwahati and so many other cities are also affected in the past and things are repeating intermittently but nothing has really changed in the due course. How many more such attacks, how many innocent lives and brave soldiers need to be scarified that will help waking up the politicians/leaders of this country to take some concrete actions? Just think over it, are we the citizens of the nation so resilient? Whatever it takes, the city, the people will definitely bounce back but this time to fight and not to forget what happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to name any of those politician’s name here because they are not worth of their names. Perhaps they are in the news and get the publicity for no good reasons. &lt;a href="http://ibnlive.in.com/news/indias-political-leadership-to-blame-wall-street-journal/79270-2.html?from=search"&gt;Politicians&lt;/a&gt;, think beyond your vote bank, think beyond your own region and stop making mockery of people's lives. It’s the high time that you should come and stand together to sacrifice your own selfish motives and focus on putting words into actions. Perhaps, the citizens of this country are watching you more closely than before; you! politicians and bureaucrats, mustn’t forget that they have given you the power to make decisions on behalf of the nation, so that you can protect its interest from all odds and for that if you enjoy the Z-Security around you then why can’t you have given a thought for the people who died just because of negligence, or I say an utterly irresponsible attitude you bear while doing something on the ground level. You have answered enough for the questions, now its time for you to take sensible action against terrorism, and as a whole it's time to do something for the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The only people who are responsible and accountable for these mishaps in the country are non-other than some of our own politicians and bureaucrats. Their highly indifferent attitude, negligence of duty, lack of knowledge on critical situations and above all the inability to take decisions for what we see could have prevented these kind of situations at first hand. For example, the top ministers of the state are like hopeless jerks; they even don’t know how disgustingly they handle media &amp;amp; pass information, totally out of focus. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And citizens, now have a bigger challenge to face in terms of identifying the right political leadership. For that, we (the citizens) should stand together and must not let down exercising the power of '&lt;strong&gt;vote&lt;/strong&gt;'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I am far away and don’t know the people who died, I can feel the numbness. I can’t put it in words the pain, the sorrow, the anger that the families hold for the people who were killed for no reasons. I owe to the brave men of Indian army, the NSG, the police personal and everyone who have shown the courage and always put their life in front of Nation by saving thousands of innocent lives, and as always sent a strong and determinate message to all those involved terrorist organization that they just can’t get away with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The terrorists, may not have a face to show to the world that who they are? but if they have built the skills to attack innocent people, has the strong determination &amp;amp; motivation to accomplish their task then so do we the people of this nation are stand together to fight against them!!!! No body can divide us; the example is already set in the 3 days operation in ‘Mumbai’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You say I am Hindu, I am Muslim, I am Christian, I am Buddhist and you think of any religions that exists but I say “&lt;strong&gt;I am an Indian&lt;/strong&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/4635479799356441744-3564263280389950862?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=3564263280389950862' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3564263280389950862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3564263280389950862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/11/yet-again.html' title='Yet again!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-6133925901399302504</id><published>2008-11-25T22:06:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-27T07:20:46.574+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah blah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life at Work'/><title type='text'>A daY ShOrt cUt !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A very important software application, intermittently crash , an important customer, one critical issue, multiple memory violations, 6 engineers, 180 days, thousands &amp;amp; thousands lines of code, 150 e-mails, uncountable no. of discussions, failed attempts, attitude, superiority, seniority, credibility, silence, concerns, questions, frustration, patience … but it remained all the same that as an issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally one day a silly me, gave one stupid solution! and smiles on everybody's faces back again. Wow! and for me an appreciation mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes one with everything that we have and everything that we don’t have, e.g. stupidity and intelligence. :P &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say - "&lt;em&gt;woes of a software programmer&lt;/em&gt;" or whatever, life is like that :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-6133925901399302504?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=6133925901399302504' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/6133925901399302504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/6133925901399302504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-short-cut.html' title='A daY ShOrt cUt !!!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-4677709970950022664</id><published>2008-11-24T07:10:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-25T15:09:26.154+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Dostana - No tags!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dostanathefilm.com/flash/index.html"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272039239690768146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SSoLwYuwTxI/AAAAAAAAC7M/ng_fjZerte4/s200/small3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday evening, I watched the movie called Dostana, and no surprise it’s an utterly disappointment for me. Ok! I agree – Priynaka Chopra, probably have shown many of us the path in this economy slowdown (not that you just eat less food but wear less cloths :P), and ofcourse! it’s a time pass movie with no sense of direction, but hello! I have a better collection of movies for doing time pass :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously don’t know why I chose to watch this movie?, ah! maybe because of that "one” nice song ‘&lt;em&gt;Khabar Nahi&lt;/em&gt;’. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="310"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/XcTanDPkyn/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/XcTanDPkyn/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="310" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt; On the other hand, I can’t believe that people can think and write such disastrous stories and we will pay them for watching it in the movie. That’s really bad, I thought of putting something about that beautiful song and the music but after watching that movie all blah… blah… I can’t help them. But whatever you don’t miss to play that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-4677709970950022664?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=4677709970950022664' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/4677709970950022664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/4677709970950022664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/11/dostana-no-tags.html' title='Dostana - No tags!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SSoLwYuwTxI/AAAAAAAAC7M/ng_fjZerte4/s72-c/small3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-1189491235895126456</id><published>2008-11-24T01:27:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-24T11:27:01.159+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend(s)'/><title type='text'>The butterfly Award - Something to remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SSnjBvTfl-I/AAAAAAAAC68/7CXJMu7cNH8/s1600-h/butterfly_award.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271994457831479266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SSnjBvTfl-I/AAAAAAAAC68/7CXJMu7cNH8/s400/butterfly_award.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://divasdreamworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Divya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, I am so flattered to see this nice gesture from your side. The pleasure is mine :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that on many occasions I am lazy to put up these awards here and people please … please forgive me for that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it’s not a bad idea to show off things some times :) in fact you know; there are multiple reasons why should I thank you :) And since I have to continue passing this nice thing back to you people …. here is my favorite blogs (believe me its difficult for me to pick only 5 blogs, because all the blogs which are there in the ‘Blog-roll’/’Blogs I follow’ are undoubtedly my favorite).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://backpakker.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lakshmi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; – The best travel blog I have ever come across. I don’t know how many times I switch to her blog in a day but I surely wish she updates her blog more than once in a day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lens-of-a-vagabond.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vagabond&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; – You need to focus on to her name, she is truly a vagabond and an amazing photographer, and I guess she has many hidden talents to show up on her blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogtrotta.blogspot.com/"&gt;GMG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; – I marvel at his blog, he has so many things to share with every one of us here, just so amazing. Never ending experiences from the small world, you need to go to his blog to understand what I am saying …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifeofpri.blogspot.com/"&gt;Priyanka&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; – A thinker, a dreamer in her own terms, her blog makes me nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://thoughtsprevail.blogspot.com/"&gt;Himanshu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; – The blog which talks about technology, entrepreneurs &amp;amp; business. And on many occasions, gave me the foods for thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are rockers, and I am so glad to have them around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep blogging :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-1189491235895126456?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=1189491235895126456' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/1189491235895126456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/1189491235895126456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/11/butterfly-award-something-to-remember.html' title='The butterfly Award - Something to remember'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SSnjBvTfl-I/AAAAAAAAC68/7CXJMu7cNH8/s72-c/butterfly_award.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-7166695748466766410</id><published>2008-11-19T01:50:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-22T21:03:47.730+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orissa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend Trip(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Dhauli - There was never a good war or a bad peace.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dhauligiri is located on the banks of the river Daya, around 10 km away from the city of Bhubaneswar. One of the quietest place I have ever visited so far. It helped me knowing many hidden things from the past and a quick scan through the pages from the &lt;a href="http://www.dhauli.net/history.htm"&gt;history&lt;/a&gt; is just good enough to learn the importance of this place. I was surprised by the reasons behind the beginning, the end and there after the transformation of a &lt;em&gt;war to a lead ways to peace&lt;/em&gt;, that untimely changed the views of King &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Asoka"&gt;Ashoka&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;as he renounced his sword after the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kalinga_War"&gt;Kalinga war&lt;/a&gt; probably in 261 BC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269706252819724706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SSHB6rX5eaI/AAAAAAAAC5k/Vf9QKi4gG4I/s400/Dhauli01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A sign board indicating the way to Dhauli, from Bhubaneswar - Puri Highway you need to take a right turn and travel around 3.2 K.Ms on the hills to reach near the Shanti Stupa. For more detail information do click &lt;a href="http://www.dhauli.net/default.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269706266579915762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SSHB7eolU_I/AAAAAAAAC58/cMv28WKxNnI/s400/Dhauli04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Vishwa Shanti Stupa, the Peace Pagoda at the top of Dhauli Hill was built by Indo Japanese collaboration in 1972. The shining white structure is built in the form of a massive dome with lotus petals as its crown. The five chhatris (umbrellas) placed on its flattened top represent the five important aspects of Buddhism.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269706262121467042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SSHB7OBmzKI/AAAAAAAAC50/umxhY0fJsAw/s400/Dhauli03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;The War memorial. Not exactly what was written on there, &lt;em&gt;Peace comes from within. Do not seek it without. - Buddha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270143887421918146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SSNP8XT6y8I/AAAAAAAAC6M/k8YMXEAX7nc/s400/Dhauli05.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Rock edicts of Asoka&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269706255618144370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SSHB61zF-HI/AAAAAAAAC5s/thOB0jxQl9w/s400/Dhauli02.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;It was a bright sunny day, and I decided to walk alone, never did I realize that I would be witnessing one of the amazing trekking experiences, in a peaceful and serene environment, and yet again a different kind of exploration for me. It wasn't the first time I was there but perhaps the first time holding the clock all by myself and identifying that life can't be an empty promise. Every war made an entry to the history has shown people many paths, what is called searching for the life and in the end the peace without any terms &amp;amp; conditions. So does that mean somewhere a war’s ultimate destination is peace? Sometimes its better not to understand things, however, rather easy to forget them while trying to simplify it with many unknown questions of life, and as said there is no way to peace, but peace is the way. I believe it has the power of a miracle transformation. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-7166695748466766410?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=7166695748466766410' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/7166695748466766410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/7166695748466766410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/11/dhauli-there-was-never-good-war-or-bad.html' title='Dhauli - There was never a good war or a bad peace.'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SSHB6rX5eaI/AAAAAAAAC5k/Vf9QKi4gG4I/s72-c/Dhauli01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-8239846760023808030</id><published>2008-11-16T01:10:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:57:02.932+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bangalore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Saturday Rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was a very eventful Saturday for me and I was able to finish most of the things that was awaiting my attention for quite a long time, and to top that there were something more in the store that reminded me I have yet another reason to thank mom. And also it was the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rainbow"&gt;rainbow&lt;/a&gt; who visited Bangalore last evening to say “Hello, beautiful life” …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268985572950570882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SR8ydlpgd4I/AAAAAAAAC4o/0j6EbFv3fc0/s400/Rainbow03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue, and the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268985571187962914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SR8ydfFRNCI/AAAAAAAAC4g/E-um_eD5VGg/s400/Rainbow02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh! did I tell you that there were in fact two rainbows, or it was just a reflection of the one? :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268985566752996178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SR8ydOj4-1I/AAAAAAAAC4Y/xkG3YJEy7EI/s400/Rainbow01.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;"We may run, walk, stumble, drive, or fly, but let us never lost sight of the reason for the journey, or miss a chance to see a rainbow on the way.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S : The pictures were taken with Nokia N78 Mobile Phone&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/4635479799356441744-8239846760023808030?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=8239846760023808030' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/8239846760023808030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/8239846760023808030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/11/saturday-rainbow.html' title='Saturday Rainbow'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SR8ydlpgd4I/AAAAAAAAC4o/0j6EbFv3fc0/s72-c/Rainbow03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-5328184696735789015</id><published>2008-11-13T23:30:00.013+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:47:25.661+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>S a v e y o u r a s s !</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268205162127285666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SRxsrsx53aI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/TNX_NZ2QE54/s400/vichar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6) ज़िक्र करो या न करो, मेल ज़रोर लिखो;&lt;br /&gt;और मेल लिखो या न लिखो, उशका रिपोर्ट जरुर बनाओ !!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: &lt;a href="http://thoughtsprevail.blogspot.com/"&gt;Himanshu&lt;/a&gt;, added few more lines to the above mentioned points and I wanted it to continue with the flow .... wah! wah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P.S: This was a forwarded mail that I received today, couldn't stop laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-5328184696735789015?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=5328184696735789015' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/5328184696735789015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/5328184696735789015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/11/s-v-e-y-o-u-r-s-s.html' title='S a v e y o u r a s s !'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SRxsrsx53aI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/TNX_NZ2QE54/s72-c/vichar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-3728447760503187873</id><published>2008-11-09T00:19:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-10T08:16:52.565+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orissa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Temples'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Ananta Vasudeva Temple, Bhubaneswar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A vaishnava temple of 13th century which enshrines lord Balarama (Ananta), Krishna (Vasudeva), and Subhadra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266376916783396610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SRXt50Iw9wI/AAAAAAAAC3U/-l_3EjATrgA/s400/anata_vasudeva_temple.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;a side view of the main temple ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266390427635939426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 369px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SRX6MP_B-GI/AAAAAAAAC3k/O15YmtCC9gU/s400/anata_vasudeva_temple2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The temple is very popular, like many others in this region for its profusely carved exterior and finished appearance. But now unfortunately much of the carvings are faded due to the softness of the stones. Going back to history, it was erected by Chandradevi, the daughter of Anangabhima III during the rule of Bhanudeva in 1278 AD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266376919604126226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SRXt5-pR4hI/AAAAAAAAC3M/6oRRmqnMFFU/s400/anand_bazaar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The interesting thing someone could notice between this temple and the Sri Jagannath temple in Puri, there is one similarity the way prasad (holy food) are sold/offered to to the deities. The place where the food is sold/served is called as Anand Bazaar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266376926987442018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SRXt6aJmV2I/AAAAAAAAC3c/OjdJWx09ot8/s400/bindusagar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The temple is located very closely to the eastern corner of the Bindu Sagar lake, which offers a magnificent view and another highlight of the visit. And if you walk still further for few minutes, on your right hand side you will find &lt;em&gt;Lingaraj temple&lt;/em&gt;, the famous temple of lord Shiva (more on this on a new post).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Due to lack of time, I didn’t able to spend my share of time with the camera but nevertheless these few pictures will serve as a reminder to me that I have to visit that place once again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-3728447760503187873?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=3728447760503187873' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3728447760503187873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3728447760503187873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/11/ananta-vasudeva-temple-bhubaneswar.html' title='Ananta Vasudeva Temple, Bhubaneswar'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SRXt50Iw9wI/AAAAAAAAC3U/-l_3EjATrgA/s72-c/anata_vasudeva_temple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-8814178524282951731</id><published>2008-11-08T23:46:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-09T07:22:15.310+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote(s)'/><title type='text'>In my head ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The line that was ticking my head all the day …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Thousands of candles can be lit from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared”.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… it so happened again with me and to my realization the size &amp;amp; price of the candle doesn’t matter, what matters is that whether it is having the light? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-8814178524282951731?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=8814178524282951731' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/8814178524282951731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/8814178524282951731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-my-head.html' title='In my head ...'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-4169480569397185063</id><published>2008-11-06T22:32:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-07T08:21:27.844+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='US'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Small World'/><title type='text'>Grand Canyon Skywalk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, Sethu Sir sent me this wonderful information of a awesome tourist place in Arizon, US. Somewhere, somehow I can relate these amazing places with an invisible source of energy that help you to identify you in this world :). As soon as I finished reading the mail by the time I was so charged up and excited to face any challenges, so Sethu Sir, please don't forget to send me the sponsored-return tickets ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hors-shoe shaped Glass Bridge, otherwise known as the “Sky Walk” is one of the aspiring and magnificent civil engineering project which shows the unmatched thinking of engineer skills. The construction of this glass bridge started in March 2004 and opened to the general public on March 28, 2007. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265598637882271458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SRMqEBTA5uI/AAAAAAAAC28/KJG_OKmVv7o/s400/image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Glass Bridge is suspended a height of 4,000 feet above the Colorado River on the very edge of the Grand Canyon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265601214744678818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SRMsaA240aI/AAAAAAAAC3E/f_X4H8c9J1M/s400/image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;In 2005, it was tested for its structural ability and the results were really very good. It passed all its engineering requirements by 400 percent and therefore the total load which this glass bridge is able to withstand is equal to the weight of 71 fully loaded Boeing 747 airplanes which is more that 71 million pounds. The bridge will be able to sustain winds in excess of 100 miles per hour from 8 different directions, as well as an 8.0 magnitude earthquake within 50 miles. It is said that more than one million pounds of steel was used in the construction of the Grand Canyon sky walk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is what I found while searching in Wikipedia click &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grand_Canyon_Skywalk"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more information. And the &lt;a href="http://www.grandcanyonskywalk.com/mainmenu.html"&gt;official website&lt;/a&gt;. In the end don't miss to watch the amazing video :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BvzlZuWrJNw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BvzlZuWrJNw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This place is in one of my dream destinations list, so what's your ? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S : the images and video source is Internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-4169480569397185063?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=4169480569397185063' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/4169480569397185063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/4169480569397185063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/11/grand-canyon-skywalk.html' title='Grand Canyon Skywalk!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SRMqEBTA5uI/AAAAAAAAC28/KJG_OKmVv7o/s72-c/image008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-2151493993780428632</id><published>2008-11-05T08:01:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:18:53.200+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'>The Bug’s life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the recent past, I have faced many issues while using blogger services but nevertheless the fixes/solutions for the issues followed it (if not in a timely manner). The latest in the list of bugs that I am facing is with the newly introduced “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Embedded below post&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” comment option. If you have chosen ‘in your setting options’ to use ‘embedded comment form’ then you wouldn’t be able to post any comments due to some reasons. Also, you will notice there that the drop down menu which should allow you to choose you Google username will be empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check here: &lt;a href="http://groups.google.com/group/blogger-help-troubleshoot/browse_thread/thread/1240deeed16d334c/a61a2fec021b5120?lnk=raot&amp;amp;pli=1"&gt;Discussions &gt; Something Is Broken &gt; Embedded Comments Not Working Options&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265011539790358066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SREUGaeJZjI/AAAAAAAAC2s/341FhIzOK8M/s400/comment.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The only work around, I found to overcome this issue for now, is to choose either of the older options available in the setting, i.e &lt;em&gt;Full Post&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;Pop-up Window&lt;/em&gt; to let your blog readers to post comments. For advanced users, there is always a work around options to tweak the code and customise it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S : You may like to follow the official &lt;a href="http://groups.google.com/group/blogger-help"&gt;Blogger Help Group &lt;/a&gt;for any issues, they are really helpful. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-2151493993780428632?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=2151493993780428632' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/2151493993780428632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/2151493993780428632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/11/bugs-life.html' title='The Bug’s life'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SREUGaeJZjI/AAAAAAAAC2s/341FhIzOK8M/s72-c/comment.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-6651848665239486576</id><published>2008-11-02T22:31:00.017+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-04T20:54:40.073+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orissa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trips'/><title type='text'>An unseen revelation, Orissa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;People talk about everything; they have their own views, they have their own things to prove and they have their fears to overcome. They politicsed every issues and nothing has spared then how will you escape when it comes to which state you belong? Which language you speak? etc.. Even after 61 years of independence we are fettered to make ourselves free from the fighting to prove an identity. When we will learn to be Indian and respect each other as Indian. Why are we so divided with every bit of things, by language, by region, by dressing, and you name it whatever, next you will find a division for it? If money and power are the two factors that influence hundreds of other factors for things to find other way? The same people have their many different opinions for things. For them there are so many unidentified problems to solve but with no clue what they are doing. 'Unity in diversity' is a thing of past and maybe we forget about it since eon, don't know where are we heading?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times, I wonder even with open eyes we can’t see what is happening in front of us. And the next moment we close our eyes to discover a new world, a world where we can see everything the way they are without even bothering about the closed eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264078868675670146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SQ3D1z0NsII/AAAAAAAAC2M/6FJrT5EzJDQ/s400/Orissa-View01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I have had one such exploration in the recent past trip to Orissa. There were places that I visited for the first time; I got a different (I would say learning) experience that otherwise completely unknown in many aspects to me. It was a village and not a university that taught me about a kind act to keep humanity alive and also about the amazing people out there. They don’t know how to read but they know how to respect, they don’t know how to talk but they know how to show their love, they don’t have money to buy gifts but they have the unselfish helping hand to offer. I was so wrong that they are the poorest people, now I say they have everything that makes this life happy and to live in peace. I was glad to see that Govt. has taken some significant steps to improve the lives of villages. On my return path, I smiled back to those villagers and thanked them for they welcomed me not as a stranger. You say it god’s gift or nature’s gift both sounds same to me. A trip to there, always come as gift for me. But this time it also surprised me whatever was happening at the other corner of the state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264078869579907266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SQ3D13LzQMI/AAAAAAAAC2c/Nn92G5LoZs4/s400/Orissa-View03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;An early morning endless walk, reminded me that I have lots of things to catch up with ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264078869704862434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SQ3D13pl6uI/AAAAAAAAC2U/lcwTwV_dnhg/s400/Orissa-View02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am still wondering, how things change and time just passes by us telling nothing, nothing at all about things we don’t want to know. There are still so many things to explorer and most of the time I find myself as a little drop in the ocean. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have learned one thing - there are no secrets, if you respect yourself, your own identity then it’s never a difficult task for you to acknowledge the same in the other person.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-6651848665239486576?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=6651848665239486576' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/6651848665239486576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/6651848665239486576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/11/revelations-orissa.html' title='An unseen revelation, Orissa!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SQ3D1z0NsII/AAAAAAAAC2M/6FJrT5EzJDQ/s72-c/Orissa-View01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-3912194276310743783</id><published>2008-11-01T22:16:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-02T10:19:17.828+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Diwali Sparks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263871124428593890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SQ0G5gMAmuI/AAAAAAAAC1s/W3DY5N6Lvzc/s400/diwali02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In faith there is enough light for those who want to believe and enough shadows to blind those who don't.  ~Blaise Pascal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263871123252642210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SQ0G5bzpAaI/AAAAAAAAC1k/Iu8qz3yZGWw/s400/diwali01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Many hands make the light work which seems to be amazing :)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-3912194276310743783?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=3912194276310743783' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3912194276310743783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3912194276310743783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/11/diwali-sparks.html' title='Diwali Sparks!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SQ0G5gMAmuI/AAAAAAAAC1s/W3DY5N6Lvzc/s72-c/diwali02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-2951369030169493740</id><published>2008-10-26T13:45:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-26T14:23:29.423+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kerela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Foodie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Banana chips!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The pictures were taken inside a Hot Chips Shop in Palakkad town, Kerela. I happened to visit this town more than once and while coming back I had this delicious pack of chips. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261373528564504354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SQQnWSi7FyI/AAAAAAAAC1E/hrdr8csUDmc/s400/banana03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Banana chips, very popular in Kerala and locally known as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;upperi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, is fried in coconut oil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261373531832046178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SQQnWet90mI/AAAAAAAAC08/WCWUPIE7bKg/s400/banana02.jpg" border="0" /&gt; It's cripsy, salty and tasty :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261373527859376706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SQQnWP6zskI/AAAAAAAAC00/iiVk9wIkhB4/s400/banana01.jpg" border="0" /&gt; There are many varieties of banana chips; even you can find sweet deep fried chips. But my focus was on the plain n salty chips which are more popular in terms of its taste. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-2951369030169493740?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=2951369030169493740' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/2951369030169493740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/2951369030169493740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/10/banana-chips.html' title='Banana chips!!!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SQQnWSi7FyI/AAAAAAAAC1E/hrdr8csUDmc/s72-c/banana03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-8953112826453930171</id><published>2008-10-23T23:45:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-24T06:10:13.656+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>The reflection of an eye!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today morning while browsing through my favorite blogs, I found some really wonderful sunset pictures on &lt;a href="http://lens-of-a-vagabond.blogspot.com/2008/10/reflections.html"&gt;vagabond’s blog&lt;/a&gt;. An amazing color composition that was captured so beautifully! I liked it so much that I pulled one of the pictures for my desktop wallpaper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260414957158188418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SQC_iFyQxYI/AAAAAAAAC0s/_E2e42urkMs/s400/MyWallpaper2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, you can tell me how it looks ? All credit goes to her and ah! this is not the first time that I am using a picture taken by her for the very same purpose :). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-8953112826453930171?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=8953112826453930171' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/8953112826453930171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/8953112826453930171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/10/reflection-of-eye.html' title='The reflection of an eye!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SQC_iFyQxYI/AAAAAAAAC0s/_E2e42urkMs/s72-c/MyWallpaper2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-7540068170200308667</id><published>2008-10-19T20:33:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-22T20:09:36.203+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indian Railways'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>The Rail Trail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here are few random pictures from the never ending experience of Indian Railways. Some good, some bad and some ugly but all it matters now is the curiosity of navigating the past moments spent standing behind the lens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258585325600625986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SPo_fhGB1UI/AAAAAAAACzw/eTxX9AoWb-I/s400/cable+tech.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The power runs through these thin nerves …&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258585864080668194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SPo_-3FrNiI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/hQhPqlvUsGk/s400/speed.jpg" border="0" /&gt; A WAG 7 engine, known for its speed and one of the successful class of goods engine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258585328474367602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SPo_frzLpnI/AAAAAAAACz4/4PLu2Lcp1ZU/s400/train1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;On a voyage of discovery ... unfinished ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258689856078513858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SPqej_eChsI/AAAAAAAAC0k/7hyQgNlY3Sw/s400/train2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A WDM-2 Engine, reminds me about the old yet the long existence of it on the tracks. WDM Stands for Broad gauge (W) Diesel (D) Mixed traffic (M) engine, if you are not already known about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258585335868231186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SPo_gHWBDhI/AAAAAAAAC0I/eT-xUn74IBY/s400/train3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The bridge over Godavari River. You praise the bridge when you learn that it carry you over a tough path.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-7540068170200308667?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=7540068170200308667' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/7540068170200308667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/7540068170200308667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/10/rail-trail.html' title='The Rail Trail'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SPo_fhGB1UI/AAAAAAAACzw/eTxX9AoWb-I/s72-c/cable+tech.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-5152991311647543678</id><published>2008-10-19T08:55:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-24T06:11:00.973+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ad-Mad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Ad-Mad! - Dreams</title><content type='html'>These days I am suffering with something called as ‘Ad-Mad fever’ :) and my favorite ad these days is this ad of ‘&lt;em&gt;Union Bank of India&lt;/em&gt;’ …. A very beautifully presented ad, and the lil gal in it, is what make a whole difference while putting forward the message of this ad. Simple, yet a powerful message that make you think over it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JCz8QyjBH90&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JCz8QyjBH90&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;“because your dreams are not yours alone…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-5152991311647543678?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=5152991311647543678' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/5152991311647543678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/5152991311647543678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/10/ad-mad.html' title='Ad-Mad! - Dreams'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-4263432527481002263</id><published>2008-10-18T23:32:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-19T17:48:48.758+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Life and death</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Life and death are the two simple words that have myriad of meanings in it, and someone can easily relate these words with so many things or course of events happen around him/her. One is antonym to the other but both are part of the ultimate truths we are guided with. Wait! I am not trying to find a new definition for them but it is the topic of this month at &lt;a href="http://www.cuckooscosmos.com/PhotoGallery/2008/10/12/life-and-death"&gt;Cuckoo’s Photo Gallery&lt;/a&gt; and so I am back here again with one such pic …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258478857640937202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SPneqRCXBvI/AAAAAAAACzo/N-PgZPt0gVY/s400/lights.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture was taken inside one of the pandals created on the occasion of Durga puja. There was this centere place inside the pandal for people to light up the lamp and offer their prayer to the goddess Durga, when my turn came on that evening I was quite amazed by seeing the faith that people were showing for these lights. The lamps burns until the last drop of ghee and spreads the warmth, to live with a hope. But if you don’t light it properly; no matter how much ghee is inside the lamp, it will extinguish quickly like a spark in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People light their lamps to see it burning, they see their life gathering an invisible power from it, and they feel blessed. They move on with this light but they tend to forget which lamp had given them it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The lamp (like a body) is matter to the soul, and light is an act or form (like the soul) to the potentiality of the body. The body may demise after certain duration but the soul will remain as the principle account the cause of existence of the life. They both represent the cycle of life, and death being the final completion of a transforming process.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-4263432527481002263?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=4263432527481002263' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/4263432527481002263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/4263432527481002263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-and-death.html' title='Life and death'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SPneqRCXBvI/AAAAAAAACzo/N-PgZPt0gVY/s72-c/lights.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-7843655317530687398</id><published>2008-10-14T23:23:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-15T23:35:25.607+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah blah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Left, right &amp; Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;You are different, your world is different and so your life is different. Every one of us here has something more to say about life and the lessons learnt from it. Maybe we already know some of them or maybe we are yet to know about everything that might happen in the life. So knowing others perspective on life is as important as your own. Whether it’s good, bad, ugly or beautiful you will identify only if you go on with the ones, having a bit of you in it :) See the difference; see a new world around you and explore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My search begins with me ... Well! Life is like a WINDOWS operating system where you can find an 'EXPLORER' key to identify what is there inside the folders that every time you made some changes to it. So keep checking in it. It’s your life and it’s your search. And In the end, …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;In the very beginning of my life, I wanted to have answers for everything. But now I respect the fact that I can’t have answer for everything …        &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Paulo Coelho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-7843655317530687398?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=7843655317530687398' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/7843655317530687398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/7843655317530687398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/10/left-right-life.html' title='Left, right &amp; Life!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-3941873911796551508</id><published>2008-10-08T23:45:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-22T19:41:06.379+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orissa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Happy ! Dashera :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The vacation is ON and days are running by me as if minutes or seconds but that can no way stopping me to have some great time out here on the festival season. To top that I am having a gala time with some wonderful home made foods and some favorite sweets. It’s time to meet some lost friend and relatives, they are all together once again to celebrate untold things, to catch the breath once again … it’s the togetherness that brought many memories re-fresh and above all the harmony of life. Not surprisingly, all of them are tied in a single thread called ... love. Every sweet shared with each other is now put forward as a token of blessing from the Maa, the goddess. They all know they are nothing without the blessings of Maa. And all these days are a good learning for most of them to identify the meanings of words like - 'respect', 'considerate', 'appreciate', patience, 'polite' and 'courteous'. It’s a bonding of so many known yet un-known people. How I wish to thank all of them and thank god more than once for helping me identifying so many things at a single place :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For last few days it was kind of restless in the evening, though I wasn’t able to dedicate the required amount of time for photography but I still managed to click couple of pictures while roaming around different parts of this small town in Orissa. I wanted to share the pictures of some of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pandal"&gt;pandals&lt;/a&gt;, that is magnificently decorated and inside you will find the most amazing art work on the idol of Goddess Durga. So here you go with few of the pictures …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254856689427419442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SO0AUU7oETI/AAAAAAAACzg/y8mgo3A76kE/s400/durga05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254855299683741874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SOz_Dbu6cLI/AAAAAAAACy4/YHRWQ8x-yvU/s400/durga01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254855298893847090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SOz_DYylmjI/AAAAAAAACzA/fr4kWSzxJ84/s400/durga02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254855305255412610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SOz_DwfTY4I/AAAAAAAACzI/H7WmAleTJb4/s400/durga03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254855306061677762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SOz_DzfiBMI/AAAAAAAACzQ/VMKT6DR0qYI/s400/durga04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254855310350675458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SOz_EDeG7gI/AAAAAAAACzY/o3355RRpBhM/s400/diya01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Also today is Maha Navami, an auspicious day and I take this opportunity to wish all of you a very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Happy Dashera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. May god bless all of us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-3941873911796551508?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=3941873911796551508' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3941873911796551508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3941873911796551508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-dashera.html' title='Happy ! Dashera :)'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SO0AUU7oETI/AAAAAAAACzg/y8mgo3A76kE/s72-c/durga05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-8945815122862816219</id><published>2008-10-06T14:27:00.016+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-08T17:07:37.173+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah blah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>OOO … Holiday Time :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Yipppee! I am on vacation now, its almost 7 months or so by now since I am part of such a long holidays. There are lots of things that I am looking forward from this trip, needless mentioning I will be travelling like a mad. So if I think 3 eastern coastal cities in three different states are not long enough to tired me then I am always open to make some changes and add couple of more places to the list :). The other thing is that to witness one of the most exciting and beautiful festival in this part of the country which is popularly known as &lt;strong&gt;Dashera &lt;/strong&gt;or &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Durga_puja"&gt;Durga Puja&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime, I wonder how things appear to be changed over the years and on the other hand this realization that as if nothing has changed at all. It keeps on reminding me that I am the same traveler who starts his journey with a renewed pair of eyes with every day passing by... And then it remains the same for you whether you associate some people with a place or some places with a group of people but time is one of thing that change without unveiling much about itself to a traveler ... Ah! do I need to say now that there is no such time called as the best time that someone can really think or wait to go on and meet the people who love you the most. Perhaps you don't know the speed of the time and don't mind anything :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I was watching one of documentary video all through my train journey which is quite inspiring and reverencing. Honestly, its one of the best real-life video that I have watched in the recent past (I will write more about it in a separate post).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, here you go … that describes the theme of the video with few extracted lines from it …&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253964041466903186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SOnUdYJPepI/AAAAAAAACyw/NYNmqAfSxZ8/s400/night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Our nature’s beauty is something that the soul wants it. Whenever you see that a man is in contact with his soul then he enjoys a beautiful sky, a beautiful tree, a beautiful bird and suddenly you hear a piece of music, Oh! and then you lose your self. Everything seems to open up in a different way !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: The picture above is taken by me ... I considered it as a beautiful gift for working late on a day ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-8945815122862816219?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=8945815122862816219' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/8945815122862816219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/8945815122862816219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/10/oof-holiday-time.html' title='OOO … Holiday Time :)'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SOnUdYJPepI/AAAAAAAACyw/NYNmqAfSxZ8/s72-c/night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-6813118871779124807</id><published>2008-09-27T22:47:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-27T23:32:09.864+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Coelho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Into the dimming sunlight ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;... he looks up at the sky. And a voice says: My dear, everyone makes mistake. You're forgiven, but I can not force that forgiveness on you. It's your choice. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250762304459059986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SN50fwVLMxI/AAAAAAAACyM/uMXHO_Rzmu8/s400/sunset2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The warrior of light has learned that it is best to follow the light.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-6813118871779124807?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=6813118871779124807' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/6813118871779124807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/6813118871779124807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/09/into-dimming-sunlight.html' title='Into the dimming sunlight ...'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SN50fwVLMxI/AAAAAAAACyM/uMXHO_Rzmu8/s72-c/sunset2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-5889999612901464622</id><published>2008-09-26T00:14:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-22T19:34:17.341+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah blah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ad-Mad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>An idea ! What do you think?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There was an discussion on something with couple of friends and then this topic of creative ideas appeared in front of us. Santy was quick to point about one ad which he thinks a very creative idea. On similar track can be used to address a larger audience to convey a message about the product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t react to his shout but quickly recalled a conversation about this ad with another friend … Later I asked santy, do we really need such an idea??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N2MzgTyQWtU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N2MzgTyQWtU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not a difficult task for anybody to understand an ad, the sole purpose of it to sell a product and never an idea. They merely influence the real life but some people think they are smart enough to ply the emotional concept of advertising and gain the popularity. Needless mentioning, we hold the craze for celebs way too much ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, now the focus is on something called a ‘Brand and that is known as Idea’ and never on some actual idea. Forget about the welfare of those old children and villages shown in the ads but to advertise the brand on their name. I wonder if they can ever spend a little amount of money to educate the poor children then simply paying it off on an ad, to a star who is already so rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people are carried away with such ads, what do you think what should be an idea to bring education to poorer and the poorest people? Now shifting the focus from product to people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-5889999612901464622?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=5889999612901464622' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/5889999612901464622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/5889999612901464622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/09/idea-what-do-you-think.html' title='An idea ! What do you think?'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-1088852522082282696</id><published>2008-09-23T22:22:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-24T07:01:26.988+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>A blooming cactus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249260986971246578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SNkfDk28z_I/AAAAAAAACx8/edG9LDMNdLo/s400/cactus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is sometimes so simple to go with and some other times really hard to realize … “I have learned the difference between a cactus and a caucus. On a cactus, the pricks are on the outside”.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-1088852522082282696?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=1088852522082282696' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/1088852522082282696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/1088852522082282696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/09/blooming-cactus.html' title='A blooming cactus'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SNkfDk28z_I/AAAAAAAACx8/edG9LDMNdLo/s72-c/cactus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-9199766060708012394</id><published>2008-09-20T00:51:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-22T19:38:41.092+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Shiny Clouds !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It’s time for me to go through my archived photo albums and find a picture to publish it for &lt;a href="http://www.cuckooscosmos.com/PhotoGallery"&gt;Cuckoo’s Point &amp;amp; Shoot&lt;/a&gt; Photo Gallery for this month. Ah ! did I tell you some more reasons for participating there ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You get to know some like-minded people’s perspective on similar subjective pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You must not be a photographer to use all those jargons :). For me, till now like many others, photography means two terms ‘Focus’ and ‘Click’. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally, if these two reasons don't drive you towards the competition, check &lt;a href="http://www.cuckooscosmos.com/PhotoGallery/2008/08/24/le-titre-4"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; out ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now coming back to this month’s picture topic - &lt;strong&gt;Cloud&lt;/strong&gt;. This topic is fairly simple but as most of us know that &lt;strong&gt;difficulty is closely bound with simplicity&lt;/strong&gt;. For me, the difficult part was to zero in on one picture, so here it goes ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247964755985527602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SNSEJAJJczI/AAAAAAAACKk/bZ9zcIvypQk/s400/clouds.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;The picture is clicked while I was sailing through the backwater of Allepey. It was a memorable trip for me, a much awaited break from routine things. A pinch that reminded me that - life moves on with every untold truths, unrealized thoughts and unswayed dreams. Maybe far away from the moments that somebody lived but yet so close …. Nobody can seize it from you for being an unknown to this world. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s never an easy task to defeat the sea. On your way, you discover dark clouds but with effort and time passing by, you come across the shiny rays of triumph turning things for you and guiding you through to the shore. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I found this fine quote to share here ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The world's greatest lie: At a certain point in our lives we lose control of what's happening to us and our lives become controlled by fate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-9199766060708012394?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=9199766060708012394' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/9199766060708012394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/9199766060708012394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/09/shiny-clouds.html' title='Shiny Clouds !'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SNSEJAJJczI/AAAAAAAACKk/bZ9zcIvypQk/s72-c/clouds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-713404743181673378</id><published>2008-09-16T01:14:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:52:44.042+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karnataka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bangalore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Ulsoor Lake, Bangalore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I took some snaps in and around Ulsoor Lake just to remind myself that I had a wonderful walk early morning on a weekend. It was relaxing and I can say a perfect start of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086967412933020642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/RpiJ6P_cS-I/AAAAAAAAAvA/N6zZ8dVAiQw/s320/park.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A quite and nice place at morning, need to start your day with right kind of freshness - Vivekananda Park. But hey don't dare to enter into this place in the evening time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086970857496792050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/RpiNCv_cS_I/AAAAAAAAAvI/9Mvi362dW9Q/s320/lake01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;If you feel you don't want to walk in the overly crowded roads around and also you find there is not enough space then here is one place you need to think about ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086978463883873314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/RpiT9f_cTCI/AAAAAAAAAvg/hr_d8_dtTIo/s320/lake05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I am still wondering about it, a little place is more then enough to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086976947760417810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/RpiSlP_cTBI/AAAAAAAAAvY/7DoX7ISFuW8/s320/lake04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I wish this greenery will spread all over ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086974864701279234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/RpiQr__cTAI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/itkc-gG3trs/s320/lake02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sailing through the world that somebody can imagine for thy self. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-713404743181673378?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=713404743181673378' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/713404743181673378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/713404743181673378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/09/ulsoor-lake-bangalore.html' title='Ulsoor Lake, Bangalore'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/RpiJ6P_cS-I/AAAAAAAAAvA/N6zZ8dVAiQw/s72-c/park.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-6703368312820260433</id><published>2008-09-15T23:31:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-17T06:37:25.887+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamilnadu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend Trip(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Chettinad Palace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Chettinadu Palace/Mansion is a heritage home located at Sivaganga district of southern Tamil Nadu state, India. It is situted 90 K.Ms from Trichy town and 5 kms before Karaikudi which is also known as the capital of Chettinad that includes Karaikudi and 74 other villages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246310139530370850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SM6jRpg83yI/AAAAAAAACJ8/rpX3TyaJA94/s400/Mansion01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246310142717585346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SM6jR1Y158I/AAAAAAAACKE/27hVx9rLWuc/s400/Mansion02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246310150231218242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SM6jSRYO2EI/AAAAAAAACKM/qx-HrPRo8w0/s400/Mansion03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Chettinadu mansion was built in 1902 and it is now one among the spectacular palace in this reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246310156058146642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SM6jSnFet1I/AAAAAAAACKc/bGAGp37Cf48/s400/Mansion05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246310153443261170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SM6jSdWCuvI/AAAAAAAACKU/qnJZYswImg8/s400/Mansion04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Chettinad is also known as for its spicy and tasty food. Now that is one of the many reasons why people get to know Chettinad. The picture shown here is the kitchen inside the palace as told by our guide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Here is some more information that I found maybe useful for people how are planning to visit this place anytime, I added this peace of note after cuckoo’s comment for asking some details about it. So here you go …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This palace is converted into a museum and considered as the heritage home. It is now under the care of Archaeological Survey of India (I suppose), there were no one to give us the actual information. I don’t have much of the history to share from this place but overall its a different experience visiting the interior part of Tamil Nadu. The palace is open for public all the 7 days though I am not pretty sure about the timings (probably 10 Am to 6 PM). The good thing you will find here is that there is no entry fee :) This place is quite clam and close to it you will find another Chettinad Mansion which is operated as a Hotel now, so you can plan for a stay if you wish. Just to highlight a thing about this part of the world is that the food is really amazing, typically southie, spicy and tasty. The best time to visit this place maybe in the winter time say from nov to feb, otherwise anytime will be fine as long as you have things to fight with the hot weather out there :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-6703368312820260433?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=6703368312820260433' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/6703368312820260433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/6703368312820260433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/09/chettinad-mansion.html' title='Chettinad Palace'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SM6jRpg83yI/AAAAAAAACJ8/rpX3TyaJA94/s72-c/Mansion01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-5700946702902416374</id><published>2008-09-11T00:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-11T00:52:06.193+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Freedom Writers - A New Way of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;The blog is no way can be considered as a review of the movie. I wanted to blog about this movie because I liked it again watching it for the 5th time and every time I watch it I find it more meaningful than the last time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Erin Gruwell’s passion to become a teacher is soon challenged by a group of Black, Latino, and Asian gang bangers who hate her even more than each other. When Erin begins to listen to them in a way no adult has ever done, she begins to understand that for these kids, getting through the day alive is enough they are not delinquents but teenagers fighting a war of the streets that began long before they were born. They were fighting for things without knowing why they are actually fighting for... Erin gives them something they never had from a teacher before - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;respect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;object codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=" height="69" width="424" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="11218"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="1826"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://www.freedomwriters.com/downloads/flash/banner2.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://www.freedomwriters.com/downloads/flash/banner2.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Window"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="ShowAll"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;param name="Profile" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="ProfileAddress" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="ProfilePort" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowFullScreen" value="false"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.freedomwriters.com/downloads/flash/banner2.swf" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="424" height="69"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;It's all about an ordinary woman who dreamed beyond the usual and who saw the possibilities where others saw nothing, nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say, this movie is a step forward for the change the way we see things around us and the way we find answer(s) for many questions that otherwise will remain unsolved &amp;amp; unanswered. I can say a great movie to watch not the usual ones but it has messages to convey this world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-5700946702902416374?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=5700946702902416374' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/5700946702902416374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/5700946702902416374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2007/02/freedom-writers-new-way-of-life.html' title='Freedom Writers - A New Way of life'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-30722205546145662</id><published>2008-09-04T22:07:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-22T19:41:39.538+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Metro Rail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bangalore'/><title type='text'>Pay the price!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242207314393909410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SMAPxy1nSKI/AAAAAAAACG8/UHeJW7JCPQI/s400/metro_work.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know, we have to pay the price for everything that we want to see as a change. It's little &lt;a href="http://animized.blogspot.com/2007/07/dream-for-green-city.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more than a year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and still counting with a hope ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-30722205546145662?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=30722205546145662' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/30722205546145662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/30722205546145662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/09/pay-price.html' title='Pay the price!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SMAPxy1nSKI/AAAAAAAACG8/UHeJW7JCPQI/s72-c/metro_work.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-3990085495627835013</id><published>2008-09-03T14:19:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:03:07.121+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Happy Ganesha Puja!</title><content type='html'>Today is the auspicious occasion of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ganesh_Chaturthi"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ganesha Puja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (or Ganesh Chaturthi or Vinayaka Chaturthi ), the Hindu festival is celebrated as the birthday of Lord Ganesha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241769506804492066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SL6BmCeOZyI/AAAAAAAACG0/Nr6ANLYx1Iw/s400/Ganesh01.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;There are lots of things that somebody can only realize by actually participating in these kind of celebration when people extend their hands of togetherness which describe a single spiritual soul and you find the day like never been before ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241764092694586018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SL58q5V1YqI/AAAAAAAACGc/-BI-vvtsx70/s400/Ganesh02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241764094861726690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SL58rBahU-I/AAAAAAAACGk/9DHkU8S5cwY/s400/Ganesh03.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I clicked these pictures of Lord Ganesha while walking down CMH Road. This year I could spot there are more number of roadside temporary shops in and around Indiranagar who sell the Ganesha Idol for this festival season. It’s really amazing to see how these people put their effort preparing the idols. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Tonight there will be more processions and I am pretty much excited to visit all of the Pandals in and around my locality. I guess when the lights are ON, then its a different experience to see how beautifully these Pandals are decorated.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For now, you guys have a great time roaming around and treating yourself with whole lots of different sweets.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;May god bless you! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Wish you all Happy Ganesha Chaturthi :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-3990085495627835013?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=3990085495627835013' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3990085495627835013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3990085495627835013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-ganesha-puja.html' title='Happy Ganesha Puja!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SL6BmCeOZyI/AAAAAAAACG0/Nr6ANLYx1Iw/s72-c/Ganesh01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-3655690933288478567</id><published>2008-08-31T01:21:00.019+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-22T20:12:56.506+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Temples'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karnataka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend Trip(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Shri Krishna Matha, Udupi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I was on my way to somewhere aimlessly and all of a sudden I blessed with something that I realized later is nothing but miracle. It so happened with me again that I was landed in place where I could discover the meaning of peace and happiness together. I was left alone, with all unknown faces around me, completely clueless, no idea whatsoever to where to go and what to do but my journey was never so meaningful ever. As said - god had HIS own plans and after a travel of 6 hrs I reached &lt;strong&gt;Udupi&lt;/strong&gt;, a place well known for its temples. I welcomed by one of the pleasantly weather that one can ever imagine in that region. It was a sunny and bright day outside with a breeze of relief. I jumped out of the bus quickly to take the walk and then searching for the destination that brought me here from so far ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now putting those memories in words here is something I really wanted for long time but it seems to be a not so easy task for me, whatever it maybe I made an effort not to show off it. Those are the moments or I can say the memories that drags you back and when you find that you are completely lost with it, again there is this thing known as miracle happened to you and put everything right on its place. Nevertheless, you see life is as beautiful as before and thank every single thing around you for making it so blissful for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Udupi_Krishna_Temple"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Udupi Krishna&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Temple&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, otherwise know as Udupi Krishna Matha is a very popular Hindu temple in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. I have copied the information from &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;that gives a good insight about the temple and the history associated with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240402343028396274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SLmmKohVEPI/AAAAAAAACFc/TejhxqITZek/s200/krishna_math.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;The Krishna Mutt was founded by the &lt;a title="Vaishnavism" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vaishnavism"&gt;Vaishnavite&lt;/a&gt; saint &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Shri Madhvacharya" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shri_Madhvacharya"&gt;Shri Madhvacharya&lt;/a&gt; in the 13th century. He was the founder of the &lt;a title="Dvaita" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dvaita"&gt;Dvaita&lt;/a&gt; school of Vedanta. &lt;p&gt;Legend has it that once Kanakadasa, a worshipper who was so pious and devoted to &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Lord Krishna" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lord_Krishna"&gt;Lord Krishna&lt;/a&gt;, was not allowed entry into the temple. It didn't upset him, but instead made him pray with intense devotion. &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Lord Krishna" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lord_Krishna"&gt;Lord Krishna&lt;/a&gt; was so pleased that he made the statue of himself turn around to allow the disciple to gaze upon his heavenly form through a small window at the back of the &lt;a title="Mutt" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mutt"&gt;mutt&lt;/a&gt; (matha). Till today, devotees still worship &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Lord Krishna" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lord_Krishna"&gt;Lord Krishna&lt;/a&gt; by praying through the same window that Kanakadasa was blessed with a view.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The daily &lt;a title="Sevas" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sevas"&gt;sevas&lt;/a&gt; (offerings to god) and administration of the Krishna Mutt are managed by the &lt;a title="Ashta matha" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ashta_matha"&gt;Ashta Mathas&lt;/a&gt; (eight temples). Each of the Ashta Mathas performs temple management activities for two years in a cyclical order.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; These eight Mathas are &lt;a title="Pejavara" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pejavara"&gt;Pejavara&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Puttige" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Puttige"&gt;Puttige&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Palimaru" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Palimaru"&gt;Palimaru&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Adamaru" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Adamaru"&gt;Adamaru&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Sodhe" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sodhe"&gt;Sodhe&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Kaniyooru" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kaniyooru"&gt;Kaniyooru&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Shirur" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shirur"&gt;Shirur&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a title="Krishnapura" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Krishnapura"&gt;Krishnapura&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Here you go with few of the pictures that I have taken in that short stay near the temple. Since cameras are strictly not allowed inside the temple I didn't miss any chance of clicking the pictures from the outside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a title="Krishnapura" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Krishnapura"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240403783750215442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SLmnefoLZxI/AAAAAAAACGM/n8FN9hc_TVU/s400/udupi_krishna_temple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;The main entrance to the temple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240403776948116498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SLmneGSbnBI/AAAAAAAACF8/a6D25BuU_Lw/s400/krishna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;The chariot used for the bi-yearly festival, I spotted it just outside the temple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240403783274533986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SLmned2xFGI/AAAAAAAACGE/Ct1AiO7PSIo/s400/shop_near_temple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Walking around the temple was a different experience for me and exploring the shops near the temple brought me a renewed sense of a happy customer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-3655690933288478567?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=3655690933288478567' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3655690933288478567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3655690933288478567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/08/shri-krishna-math-udupi.html' title='Shri Krishna Matha, Udupi'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SLmmKohVEPI/AAAAAAAACFc/TejhxqITZek/s72-c/krishna_math.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-5797402739477581900</id><published>2008-08-29T00:26:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-22T19:31:54.199+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah blah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Weekend ways, movie mania !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239663550143327074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SLcGPOja62I/AAAAAAAACE0/gR_pgRXZn6w/s200/serendipity.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I am back here again after a gap. Needless mentioning I am held up with tons of work and working long hours in office is what I find the only way to make myself free. How I wish, I have four hands :) and two brains with 2 GHz dual core inbuilt processors to finish my work quickly whenever I wanted to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I managed to watch a movie this week by taking off some free time. And I can’t believe the way I found this movie to watch and finally finishing it without taking a break or skipping a single sense. The movie was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0240890"&gt;Serendipity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, overall it was a great movie to watch. A perfect love story, I enjoyed it the way I did after watching the movie “A lot like love”. This was little older movie than the later but still I was never missed to watch this version of the love story. Now the interesting thing was that I picked this movie accidently and the story of the movie also talks about things happened accidently and how everything in our life happens for a reason. I must say it’s a well crafted movie and worth the time spent watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tagline of the movie is really appealing “&lt;strong&gt;Can Once In A Lifetime Happen Twice?&lt;/strong&gt;” I could only able to realize how this movie coincidently put across all those untold things of life that somehow somewhere cross the path of most of us. And the best quote I picked from this movie - "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is not merely a series of meaningless accidents or coincidences. Uh-uh. But rather, its a tapestry of events that culminate in an exquisite, sublime plan. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And how do you figure out that something is going to happen or not in the very next moment, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe the absence of signs is a sign.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0843326/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239664773065266322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SLcHWaSu1JI/AAAAAAAACE8/VIRBohAklBE/s200/bommarillu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also watched another movie I guess sometime last week and surprisingly it’s neither English nor Hindi but &lt;em&gt;Telugu&lt;/em&gt;. Actually I was counting it for the second time, in the first occasion I watched it all in first forward (FF) mode and I liked the movie very much. The fact remained the same for the second time also that I don’t understand Telugu but thanks to the English sub-titles for making it easy for me. I know most of you must have heard about this movie called “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bomarillu"&gt;Bomarillu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” (english meaning: A toy-house). A blockbuster movie which gave a different angle to the thoughts that not all movies with love story are the same. And yeah, you are right, though the story revolves around the hero and majority of it goes to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Siddarth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I bet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Genelia D'Souza &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;performed exceptionally well in this movie. Now if you say, I am watching lots of Romantic/Family movies now a day, then well! I had enough with action and si-fi series and giving them a break from this hyper-active brain :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, before I go and wait for the next weekend to pop up here and you guys switch from my blog to some other url, make sure you listen to this song of Bomarillu because that's my favorite. Hey, then possibly don't forget to find your DVD to watch it completely, if you were not already watched. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DLSrxGvD8xQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DLSrxGvD8xQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-5797402739477581900?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=5797402739477581900' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/5797402739477581900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/5797402739477581900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/08/weekend-ways-movie-mania.html' title='Weekend ways, movie mania !!!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SLcGPOja62I/AAAAAAAACE0/gR_pgRXZn6w/s72-c/serendipity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-2860392948321351295</id><published>2008-08-21T23:11:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:16:10.102+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote(s)'/><title type='text'>Quote(s) of the day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven’t found it yet, keep looking, and don’t settle. As with all matters of the heart, you’ll know when you find it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Steve_Jobs"&gt;- Steve Jobs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-2860392948321351295?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=2860392948321351295' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/2860392948321351295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/2860392948321351295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/08/quotes-of-day.html' title='Quote(s) of the day!!!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-1371854756938723609</id><published>2008-08-20T20:30:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-22T20:03:22.763+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back Street Boys'/><title type='text'>Unmistakable?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5kRU8Pa1kVo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5kRU8Pa1kVo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anytime, anywhere, anyplace&lt;br /&gt;You could be anyone today.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I would recognize you on a crowded street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll take me by surprise&lt;br /&gt;Will you be the one I had in mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There'll come a day&lt;br /&gt;When you'll walk out of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Face to face&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm imagining&lt;br /&gt;Baby how can I be sure&lt;br /&gt;That you're the one I'm waiting for&lt;br /&gt;Will you be unmistakable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unmistakable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say we're watching our lives&lt;br /&gt;Through a glass&lt;br /&gt;Desperately waiting on a chance&lt;br /&gt;I know you're out there&lt;br /&gt;Holding on, holding out for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are we to know the time is right&lt;br /&gt;What if you're here and I'm just blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I know a song I never heard&lt;br /&gt;How will I know your voice&lt;br /&gt;When you haven't said a word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I know how this will end&lt;br /&gt;Before we begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There'll come a day&lt;br /&gt;When you walk out of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face to face (face to face)&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm imagining (Like I'm imagining)&lt;br /&gt;Baby, how can I be sure (how can I be sure)&lt;br /&gt;That you're the one I'm waiting for (You're the one I'm waiting for)&lt;br /&gt;Will you be (will you be), Will you be (will you be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unmistakable, Unmistakable? &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/4635479799356441744-1371854756938723609?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=1371854756938723609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/1371854756938723609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/1371854756938723609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/08/unmistakable.html' title='Unmistakable?'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-750547719168633967</id><published>2008-08-17T23:30:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-24T02:42:48.919+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Gloomy rainy eyes !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was raining again here in B’lr. So here you go with some of the pictures I clicked on my way back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236581759290303298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SKwTXY_J40I/AAAAAAAACEM/A8r5uNKIVm8/s400/Rains05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I can see and I can't see what the world around becomes on a rainy day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236581753193718082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SKwTXCRnYUI/AAAAAAAACEE/tO5aGzWUk6M/s400/Rains04.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I am stuck as everyone else on the road watching artificial lights toggling and waiting for the rain to stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236581755504448850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SKwTXK4iVVI/AAAAAAAACD8/vrNA-5uswrc/s400/Rains02.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I am painted with many colors that is inspired by the thoughts of a not so intelligent mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236581749133927186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SKwTWzJr4xI/AAAAAAAACD0/4uKu1e5FkMo/s400/Rains01.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I have not lost my ways but I have explored it all with different eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-750547719168633967?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=750547719168633967' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/750547719168633967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/750547719168633967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/08/gloomy-rainy-eyes.html' title='Gloomy rainy eyes !!!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SKwTXY_J40I/AAAAAAAACEM/A8r5uNKIVm8/s72-c/Rains05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-6869406684018288208</id><published>2008-08-15T00:15:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-20T20:46:43.189+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Happy Independence Day !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Every year on this day we remember them, we thank them and we do so many things that in tself a way shows that we are so glad being gifted with &lt;strong&gt;FREE-DOM&lt;/strong&gt;. They are the real legends from the book of freedom fighters and now it is the time to salute them. Thank them … again and again …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234456481048196802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SKSGb6kedsI/AAAAAAAACB4/EAXDIH8BdBk/s400/balloons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My India, My Pride. Wish you all a very &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Happy 61st&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Independence&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;To begin with the new day, I had a fun-filled Independence Day celebration at my work place yesterday and how I wish the holiday today has a different meaning by bringing the wisdom of freedom to everyone of us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234456482987597986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SKSGcBy3YKI/AAAAAAAACCA/zP-ATj-UZBw/s400/sweets.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sweets were distributed to start with the celebration with those golden memories of history. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/hM7Kj-ZOZp/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/hM7Kj-ZOZp/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-6869406684018288208?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=6869406684018288208' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/6869406684018288208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/6869406684018288208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-independence-day.html' title='Happy Independence Day !!!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SKSGb6kedsI/AAAAAAAACB4/EAXDIH8BdBk/s72-c/balloons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-7870352230270527885</id><published>2008-08-12T23:49:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-22T19:38:41.095+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah blah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Treasure – The Choco Smiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have had experience being special in every small ways, and I thank god for giving me all those happy &amp;amp; cherished moments. With each such moment I am convinced fully with the idea that a gift can never be weighed by the money spent on it but the love and respect tied with it. And truly, there is no shape, size or time for giving a gift to someone you really mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened to me some long time back; I had received a pack of chocolates from an unidentified source (hahahah!!). I didn’t know who send it to me. The only thing I knew that my name was written on the ‘to address’ and it did its part of magic to bring a big smile on my face and nevertheless I re-visited those days I left some 20 or more years ago. It was then the days when I didn't know anything what a chocolate is for but always wish to have one in my hand and melt it inside the mouth. How I wish to see the crowd around me again, who enjoyed their part of share from it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233806402465911890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SKI3MXIlVFI/AAAAAAAACBo/ZFyQVwTtAI4/s400/choco_smiles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without thinking much, I recognized it as the treasure for having some great people around me. Though at that time I was at the receiver end, it was not difficult for me to understand 'the gift of giving something you have'. If I think of that day today, I can only wonder who that person can be!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked this picture today from my dusty memory for &lt;a href="http://www.cuckooscosmos.com/PhotoGallery/2008/08/11/treasure"&gt;Cuckoo’s Point &amp;amp; Shoot&lt;/a&gt; gallery. I still remember, I put some of those chocolates on the table and just clicked on it and now it looks to me a thing of almost a year back happened as if yesterday :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-7870352230270527885?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=7870352230270527885' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/7870352230270527885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/7870352230270527885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/08/treasure-choco-smiles.html' title='Treasure – The Choco Smiles'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SKI3MXIlVFI/AAAAAAAACBo/ZFyQVwTtAI4/s72-c/choco_smiles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-6871173795175484852</id><published>2008-08-12T23:07:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-22T20:03:22.763+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craig David'/><title type='text'>Walking Away !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can’t say, I am a BIG fan of &lt;a href="http://www.craigdavid.com/"&gt;Craig David &lt;/a&gt;but certainly I like his songs. And this one is most likely one of the best music video I have seen in the recent past. It’s your turn now, if you have not seen it, already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0YCXJcoCBGI&amp;amp;color1=11645361&amp;amp;color2=13619151&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0YCXJcoCBGI&amp;color1=11645361&amp;color2=13619151&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Im walking away from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;Im walking away oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;Im walking away from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;Im walking away oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;Im walking away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes some people get me wrong&lt;br /&gt;When its something Ive said or done&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you feel there is no fun&lt;br /&gt;Thats why you turn and run&lt;br /&gt;But now I truly realise&lt;br /&gt;Some people dont wanna cpomromise&lt;br /&gt;Well I saw them with my own eyes spreading those lies&lt;br /&gt;And well I dont wanna live my life too many sleepless nights&lt;br /&gt;Not mentioning the fights Im sorry to say lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im walking away from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;Im walking away oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;Im walking away from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;Im walking away oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;Im walking away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Im so tired baby&lt;br /&gt;Things you say youre driving me away&lt;br /&gt;Whispers in the powder room baby&lt;br /&gt;Dont listen to the games they play&lt;br /&gt;Girl I thought youd realise&lt;br /&gt;Im not like them other guys&lt;br /&gt;Coz I saw them with my own eyes&lt;br /&gt;You shouldve been more wise&lt;br /&gt;And well I dont wanna live my life too many sleepless nights&lt;br /&gt;Not mentioning the fights Im sorry to say lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im walking away from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;Im walking away oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;Im walking away from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;Im walking away oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;Im walking away ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-6871173795175484852?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=6871173795175484852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/6871173795175484852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/6871173795175484852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/08/walking-away.html' title='Walking Away !!!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-3822750990754196996</id><published>2008-08-09T23:56:00.013+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-22T20:05:46.275+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Incident(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life at Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>When will be the today?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bimbambanana.com/billeder.php?prod_id=21&amp;amp;nr=undefined"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232605818704652626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SJ3zRMGIaVI/AAAAAAAACBY/XnPUB1Z7Aqw/s200/clock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometime, I wonder some people really don’t live their present and they always live with a hope of tomorrow. The whole point here is why wasting all your good time by giving it to such people? You can't really help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An Interview that happened today :- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interviewer&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;starting with the first question&lt;/em&gt;) : How much rating you will give to your &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/C_(programming_language)"&gt;C Programming&lt;/a&gt; skill in the scale of 1 to 10 (10 being the highest score).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Candidate&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;very thoughtful posture with her ever slow accent&lt;/em&gt;) : I want two days of time to rate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interviewer&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;wondering about what answer is this, two days ...&lt;/em&gt;) : Is that so difficult? You can rate yourself as of today, wouldn’t you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Candidate&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;still thinking, hiding her confusion&lt;/em&gt;) : Right now I rate myself 2 but if you can give me two days of time then I would like to rate myself 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interviewer&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;trying to clear the confusion about rating&lt;/em&gt;) : you are rating low on the day of Interview and expecting a good rating after two days? Hope you are prepared for today. Moreover, you have mentioned in your CV that you have one year of Industry experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Candidate&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;with a blank gaze&lt;/em&gt;) : I mean, I can still do better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interviewer&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;thinking to pick the most simple question&lt;/em&gt;) : Okay, we will start then ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the return type of printf() function?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Candidate&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;charging up&lt;/em&gt;) : I don’t think prinft() function returns any value because its used to print the characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interviewer&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;no reaction to the stupid answer, going ahead with the next question&lt;/em&gt;) : What is a pointer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Candidate&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;thinking her first answer is correct, gaining back her confidence – answering quickly&lt;/em&gt;) : Pointer is used to fetch data from database.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interviewer&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;enough for the day, wondering from where this database came into picture&lt;/em&gt;) : Ok, so we are done !! Thanks for your time here today with us. Any question from your side that you would like to ask us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Candidate&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;with a wide smile&lt;/em&gt;) : No, I don’t have any question. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interviewer&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;copying the same wide smile on his face, still wondering … &lt;/em&gt;) : Sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And finally, after the candidate left the room; he pulled the feedback form and started laughing while drawing the biggest ZERO, till now on an A4 Sheet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Is that the time or the attitude or the untold effort that mark the difference between today and tomorrow? Perhaps, its mix of all of them and just waiting/wanting for the time or passing by the time wouldn’t bring any changes someone like to see.&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/4635479799356441744-3822750990754196996?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=3822750990754196996' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3822750990754196996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3822750990754196996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/08/when-will-be-today.html' title='When will be the today?'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SJ3zRMGIaVI/AAAAAAAACBY/XnPUB1Z7Aqw/s72-c/clock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-5301881549067250204</id><published>2008-08-06T09:44:00.024+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-22T19:42:46.718+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ad-Mad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Kya apko K.I.L.B hai?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am hearing lot about an ad, now days and I guess it is rightly pumping the curiosity among the viewers before the actual product or whatever hits the market. I don’t know the purpose of this Ad, it looks pretty ordinary though and maybe another stupid, malicious Ad on the row. I know most of such Ads used as part of viral marketing and immediately vanish from the earth. I am not a marketing expert but that’s my opinion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231269718556717538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SJk0F7LUseI/AAAAAAAACBI/gf_4QuI7pgE/s400/CIMG5584.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;“Kya apko K.I.L.B hai?” Here, Irfaan Khaan is appeared as a doctor and asking this question, I am not sure to whom he is asking and what could be the idea behind such a question without giving a background. And the other big question is when he became a doctor from an actor? I think, he best suits with the later and seeking help for the publicity of the product and for himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing is this speculation that it’s a Vodafone Ad for the launching of its &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/iphone"&gt;iPhone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; services, remember the earlier Ads by Irfaan Khaan for Vodafone. No doubt he is a fine actor but those Ads are no better than shit. As stupid as the Ad maybe I am, by clicking this picture on my way back to home few days ago but you need to dump that shit :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, the purpose of this blog is to mark the waiting for formal/official launch of iPhone services in India, and as always my bet is on &lt;a href="http://www.airtel.in/iphone3g"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Airtel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to experience one of the best gadgets ever created by human mind so far, who cares in what format of advertisement is used by the services providers or anybody for that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : What could be the full form of K.I.L.B ? it can be anything you wish to put in there like, &lt;em&gt;Khote iPhone Leneka Bemari &lt;/em&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*** Update : One of my friend told me that it looks to turn out something different, heheheee, I mean ... K.I.L.B – Kyonki I love BIGAdda. If it is true then I pity on those advertiser's effort and nevertheless the product itself. I am not sure what next though :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-5301881549067250204?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=5301881549067250204' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/5301881549067250204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/5301881549067250204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/08/kya-apko-kilb-hai.html' title='Kya apko K.I.L.B hai?'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SJk0F7LUseI/AAAAAAAACBI/gf_4QuI7pgE/s72-c/CIMG5584.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-4218993884194789969</id><published>2008-08-03T21:50:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:52:48.724+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orissa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chilika'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Glimpse of Chilika lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;From my reminiscences, here I am today to tell you about one of the amazing train ride I had. I was specifically took the early morning train to Bhubaneswar the reason being to watch the sun climbing up from behind one of the amazingly beautiful lake somebody could ever see. My destination was different but I was utterly delighted by the glimpse of this lake on my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chilka_Lake"&gt;Chilika&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is one of the largest brackish water lakes in Asia covering more than 1,000 sq. kms and also uniquely popular for its bird sanctuary. It is situated east coast of India, around 105 K.Ms south of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bhubaneswar"&gt;Bhubaneswar&lt;/a&gt;, the capital city of Orissa. So here you go with my collection of photographs that I have taken while the train passing by the southern part of Chilika, a stretch of around 40 K.Ms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230276389953182418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SJWsqlxFmtI/AAAAAAAAB_c/l7dnulU_EOk/s400/CIMG2327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; The bridge over Rushikulya river , Just after few K.ms from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Berhampur"&gt;Berhampur&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230276392677477506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SJWsqv6nDII/AAAAAAAAB_k/EX9HExH0OBU/s400/CIMG2340.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"You don't need somebody to interpret for you what a beautiful sunrise it is."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230276396808250866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SJWsq_TdpfI/AAAAAAAAB_s/OnW2u_xyweM/s400/CIMG2344.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The first close encounter with the lake, its nevertheless looks like a sea …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230276395049417074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SJWsq4wH-XI/AAAAAAAAB_0/-F6rPAuo0vg/s400/CIMG2348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230276400429985154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SJWsrMy87YI/AAAAAAAAB_8/oI-8mCUcYpI/s400/CIMG2349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/East_Coast_Railway"&gt;East-Coast Railways&lt;/a&gt; tracks running side by side of the lake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230279144650026498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SJWvK7z_rgI/AAAAAAAACAE/e6lq6AU4aek/s400/CIMG2353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230279143301156770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SJWvK2yZj6I/AAAAAAAACAM/QtSJ9CfJXC4/s400/CIMG2355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230279146260158642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SJWvLBz4WLI/AAAAAAAACAU/pC-fEFF3o9E/s400/CIMG2358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230279149739629378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SJWvLOxc20I/AAAAAAAACAc/BWsZqFw7Lxg/s400/CIMG2359.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Passing by Chilika Railway Station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can find the details information about Chilika by checking the official website &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chilika.com/home.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S: All of the pictures were taken form inside the moving train. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-4218993884194789969?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=4218993884194789969' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/4218993884194789969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/4218993884194789969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/08/glimpse-of-chilika-lake.html' title='Glimpse of Chilika lake'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SJWsqlxFmtI/AAAAAAAAB_c/l7dnulU_EOk/s72-c/CIMG2327.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-6878698264025820809</id><published>2008-08-01T04:36:00.016+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:52:49.968+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bangalore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Hey, rains come again :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was one of those hectic week at my work place and barely able to find time to do anything else apart from the office works. Imagine, coming back from office and you even don’t feel like removing those cloths or searching for the right one and just like that go to bad to signal that end of day; the very next day you find your things are scattered everywhere inside the house; the books, clothes and everything else :). Oh! I realized then at times we also need to be focused on balancing the time for works at home is also important. But again it’s an art that we learn everyday and try to improve everyday. Yeah! The good thing is that I am not tired of doing all those works and until now nobody has complained about it, hopefully I can finish them over the coming weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, I thought of starting at the usual time from office (work hours) and luckily I did manage to do so. I don’t know whether it was by luck or something … I encountered with some real special things, the memories where refreshed and without no time the child inside me took over the control :). Can you guess who are they? Yeah! you are right, clouds and rains :P... Do I really need to say that they are the welcome guest in B’lr and they don’t follows anybody’s time rule (ummmh! maybe only one person’s). Not so surprisingly! it was started pouring heavily, just when people were on their way to catch the buses/cabs parked around the campus. I noticed that all of a sudden most of them rushed to the opposite direction finding a place to shed. When I reached the at ground floor entrance/exit corridor to discover a crowd, that was already waiting there for rains to stop (I guess they were the most affected ones :) ). Some of them were mumbling ufff this rain ... blah blah ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already had a glimpses of the rain while coming down the stairs and that was enough for me to knowledge the nature's call without being wasting any more time to disappear with the crowd ;). And as usual my third eye was quite alerted not to miss any of those awing moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229343962271574786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SJJcoJ-H6wI/AAAAAAAAB-s/BRVShWUxwCc/s320/CIMG5569.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229343960020213090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SJJcoBlW3WI/AAAAAAAAB-0/byOfwP8wM0Q/s320/CIMG5571.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my favorite ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I walked slowly towards the crowd to find a narrow path, and there I go ... on my way soaking the rain water, enjoying the rhythms, feeling the touch of the silvery drops, gradually losing yourself with the amazingly weather surrounding and then leaving behind some shouts from unseen faces... Hahahahah!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229343971897731986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SJJcot1La5I/AAAAAAAAB_E/e_2SNmk1hZg/s320/CIMG5577.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know an inspired soul can do amazing stuffs :) and the weather needs no words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229343969509573170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SJJcok7zAjI/AAAAAAAAB_M/IXjlINofYQE/s320/CIMG5583.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on way back; I was at cloud 9 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229344204756615618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SJJc2RTEAcI/AAAAAAAAB_U/X8dXrGutL_I/s320/CIMG5584.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Kya aapko K.I.L.B hai?' Any ides what this guy is asking ? :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh! did I mention? after reaching home I just went on to sleep without doing anything until buddy woke me up at 4 A.M :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I didn’t find a better time than this to think about what happened yesterday, and to quote the un-quote ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;May you always have walls for the winds, a roof for the rain, tea beside the fire, laughter to cheer you, those you love near you and all your heart might desire.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You guys have a wonderful day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-6878698264025820809?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=6878698264025820809' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/6878698264025820809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/6878698264025820809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey-rains-come-again.html' title='Hey, rains come again :)'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SJJcoJ-H6wI/AAAAAAAAB-s/BRVShWUxwCc/s72-c/CIMG5569.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-5721531171588440507</id><published>2008-07-31T08:43:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:52:50.300+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Income Tax'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>E-filing, life can be simpler !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I thought of sharing this information by putting it on blog. Most of you know that today is the last day for filling your Income Tax Returns. And now I can still find some people around - running behind those consultants, asking other for help or information to fill the form or spending time in waiting in the long queue in the Income Tax office. Well! You can avoid all these things if you able to put your little time and try doing things by yourself. So here you go with information that you need to know and for that you may click the link &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://india.gov.in/spotlight/spotlight.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and go through it carefully. I am sure after you finished reading the information provided there you will easily make out the difference that filling income tax return is no more a headache. It’s just that you have to be aware of how you should proceed with the things involved filling your return and that's exactly the website is meant for. Many of us may find it easy by handing over the paper(s) and paying some money to the Tax Consultant. In turn of that you are assured that he/she would make sure everything that requires filing the forms but I would only imagine such a situation only if it was so un-manageable for me, otherwise why should I ever be ignorant about the process and not execute it all by myself wherever I can do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.incometaxindia.gov.in/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.incometaxindia.gov.in/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229032531822529282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SJFBYhI-SwI/AAAAAAAAB-k/RkekD4eBFrA/s320/e-file.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So next time you wonder from where or what information you required to start with it … Don’t forget we are into the age of WWW and we have seen many of the work is gradually shifted/shifting to this space where you can save your time and track the necessary information without really depending on some other person(s). &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://incometaxindiaefiling.gov.in/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E-filling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; just came along the way to rescue many of the people who find WWW is the place where no physical boundaries separate offices and the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S : Today (31st July of every year) is the last day for filling your Income Tax return, which means afterward you have to pay the fines if you have any dues.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- If you have already filled your income tax return but not aware of what e-filling is? then probably you should give a try just right now doing your part of home work preparing yourself for the next year. There you go … life can be simpler. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- If you are yet to come under the Income Tax bracket can make a note of this useful information for future use. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- If you don't have any earnings to think about what is that Income tax mean is for? then you can still go on explore to have some insights from where our &lt;a href="http://india.gov.in/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Government&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; get money to spend on various projects (including paying the money back to its employees) and other public works etc ... &lt;em&gt;Perhaps, all of us should know about it. Ah! I know, trying to live upto the mark for a good citizen of this country ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-5721531171588440507?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=5721531171588440507' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/5721531171588440507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/5721531171588440507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/07/e-filing-life-can-be-simpler.html' title='E-filing, life can be simpler !!!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SJFBYhI-SwI/AAAAAAAAB-k/RkekD4eBFrA/s72-c/e-file.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-5267102832407485823</id><published>2008-07-28T09:23:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-22T19:29:55.792+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Linkin-Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite(s)'/><title type='text'>Hands Held High</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love this song and I can’t sight any particular reasons but what it makes me feel that this become the part of life and every moment it’s around me and around everyone else. And what’s happening (&lt;a href="http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/India/Security_agencies_on_their_toes_across_country/articleshow/3292363.cms"&gt;terror attacks&lt;/a&gt;) for last couple of days in the cities… people have said enough about it and done enough &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ibnlive.com/news/do-movies-influence-terror-masterminds/69770-3.html"&gt;publicity &lt;/a&gt;of these kind of terror attacks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PibXTko6VC4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PibXTko6VC4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Turn my mike up louder I got to say something&lt;br /&gt;Light weights step to the side when we come in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel it in your chest the syllables get pumping&lt;br /&gt;People on the street they panic and start running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words on loose leaf sheet complete coming&lt;br /&gt;I jump in my mind and summon the rhyme, I'm dumping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Healing the blind I promise to let the sun in&lt;br /&gt;Sick of the dark ways we march to the drum and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jump when they tell us that they wanna see jumping&lt;br /&gt;Fuck that I wanna see some fists pumping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Risk something, take back what's yours&lt;br /&gt;Say something that you know they might attack you for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm sick of being treated like I have before&lt;br /&gt;Like it's stupid standing for what I'm standing for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this war's really just a different brand of war&lt;br /&gt;Like it doesn't cater the rich and abandon poor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like they understand you in the back of the jet&lt;br /&gt;When you can't put gas in your tank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These fuckers are laughing their way to the bank and cashing the cheque&lt;br /&gt;Asking you to have compassion and have some respect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a leader so nervous in an obvious way&lt;br /&gt;Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the rest of the world watching at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;In their living room laughing like "what did he say?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my living room watching but I am not laughing&lt;br /&gt;Cause when it gets tense I know what might happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World is cold the bold men take action&lt;br /&gt;Have to react or get blown into fractions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten years old it's something to see&lt;br /&gt;Another kid my age drugged under a jeep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken and bound and found later under a tree&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if he had thought the next one could be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see the soldiers they're out today&lt;br /&gt;They brush the dust from bullet proof vests away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ironic at times like this you pray&lt;br /&gt;But a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's bombs in the buses, bikes, roads&lt;br /&gt;Inside your market, your shops, your clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad he's got a lot of fear I know&lt;br /&gt;But enough pride inside not to let that show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother had a book he would hold with pride&lt;br /&gt;A little red cover with a broken spine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the back, he hand-wrote a quote inside&lt;br /&gt;When the rich wage war it's the poor who die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, the leader just talks away&lt;br /&gt;Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the rest of the world watching at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;both scared and angry like "what did he say?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[x6]&lt;br /&gt;With hands held high into the sky so blue,&lt;br /&gt;As the ocean opens up to swallow you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-5267102832407485823?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=5267102832407485823' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/5267102832407485823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/5267102832407485823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/07/hands-held-high.html' title='Hands Held High'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-1311199601745066502</id><published>2008-07-25T22:48:00.017+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-28T13:40:22.377+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life at Work'/><title type='text'>Some good things…</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227159286024675394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SIqZrQvioEI/AAAAAAAAB-M/GT3LgecRbyQ/s200/awd2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;There were those few moments in life where someone can actually realizes the importance or the meaning of a day. As said, somebody change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you can appreciate them when they're right. When I look back; I see all of them on the trace path, ever so long yet incomplete ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well! there was one such moment for me and I want to share that with all of you here. Thursday, I received the ‘&lt;em&gt;Best performer in the team' &lt;/em&gt;award at my work place. I was glad to see it in my hands :). No doubt it has given me a new direction for striving the best out of me. I have this realization that its a continuous process of involving self in the exponential curve of learning. Finally, I have only one thing to say '&lt;strong&gt;Thank You&lt;/strong&gt;' for giving me this opportunity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-1311199601745066502?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=1311199601745066502' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/1311199601745066502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/1311199601745066502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/07/some-good-things.html' title='Some good things…'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SIqZrQvioEI/AAAAAAAAB-M/GT3LgecRbyQ/s72-c/awd2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-4953056850865549048</id><published>2008-07-24T04:11:00.013+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-22T19:31:54.201+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah blah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Some Random...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It so happened with me many times and I am sure it happens with most of us. Yesterday was those rare days where I forced to be part of an argument. I was with some random friends and initially our discussion topic was something related to one of the fellow’s work but gradually the topic drifted to some nowhere. I knew, we were having good time and so those random friends justifying the meaning of random talks. Now there you go, the first 'she' abruptly pointed me saying – ‘I am became some kind of motivated speaker’, the intention was certainly not for a compliment. Me, no reaction to that comment, she understood I didn’t like that interruption and then there was another quick turn to our talk. The second 'she', was totally confused but blindly supporting her point of view. There was another 'he' equally sounding confused as the second 'she' and finding someone who can support his view point and his last hope was I. Before I thought of saying anything I looked at my watch and found it was already late and I need to rush to my work, there I go breaking everyone confusion about right/wrong, good/bad … “&lt;em&gt;hey, guys we are getting late we will postpone our this random discussion for some other random time and lets hope it will have equally interesting things to take&lt;/em&gt;”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we all started moving… But there was something going on inside my mind, walking down the stairs I realized some people are so much so into themselves that they never able to understand the need of knowing what’s there beyond there thoughts. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is always so easy for someone to tune into a defensive mode and start going against something but never for something&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Perhaps, they are looking at the ultimate victory or the success that brings the happiness to them. &lt;em&gt;And the only way they found out to this is to prove rest of the world wrong so that they become right&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;I can't imagine life is only based upon good and happy things but can it be the last thing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now 3.30 AM, and my alarm clock refuses to be silent (errr...). Thanks to you again buddy; you woke me up. Suddenly I recalled, I had ordered my dinner yesterday night. The guy delivered it at the said time and I received it too but .. I turned towards the table and there it is still waiting for my attention. Ah haaaa! Now I understood why I woke up so so early :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have a Good Day !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-4953056850865549048?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=4953056850865549048' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/4953056850865549048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/4953056850865549048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/07/some-random.html' title='Some Random...'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-3246175751119163460</id><published>2008-07-22T23:59:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:52:50.772+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah blah'/><title type='text'>Reflections of the darkness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the midst of a sleepless night, it amazed me … I was surprised to see the third eye capturing the reflection of the darkest of the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226235910346644946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SIdR3uSaHdI/AAAAAAAAB9c/kWD8fz8D0_g/s320/night_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;It had already seized the sparkling starts, there was no sign of moon and clouds had have extended their hands of support to fill the sky with dark, there was no way you can escape from them. was it the chaos ? or an extrem streach of a hope that involved all of them. And then the realization was not so far ... it had a shining that would help to follow the lost path and which also behold the silent story it wanted to tell each one of us 'including the ones who have not able to trace their path yet'. &lt;em&gt;A story that many of us called as a dream, a dream that all of us wanted to see in our own reality and a reality that might give a meaning to the life of each one of us here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S: I have taken the picture just in front of my house with the natural light available in the surrounding (actually there was no lights at all:)).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-3246175751119163460?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=3246175751119163460' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3246175751119163460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3246175751119163460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/07/reflections-of-darkness.html' title='Reflections of the darkness'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SIdR3uSaHdI/AAAAAAAAB9c/kWD8fz8D0_g/s72-c/night_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-3995721675451263725</id><published>2008-07-19T16:48:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-22T20:22:15.139+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Enrique Iglesias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite(s)'/><title type='text'>Enrique's 'Can You Hear Me?'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was browsing through Internet for &lt;a href="http://www.enriqueiglesias.com/"&gt;Enrique Iglesias's&lt;/a&gt; any of the latest releases. And what I found is pretty interesting. Damn it! I am never a Football lover (or I say, a maniac) and that tells the story why it was unnoticed by me till now. This song by Enrique is just an amazing one. So here you go …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enrique's song "&lt;strong&gt;Can You Hear Me?&lt;/strong&gt;" has been chosen as the official song of the UEFA Euro 2008 football tournament. The song is also featuring on a re-issue of the &lt;strong&gt;Insomniac&lt;/strong&gt; album released in certain countries.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dJt5KXP0cZM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dJt5KXP0cZM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Enrique... Enrique&lt;br /&gt;Can You Hear Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm numb but I can still feel you&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I’m blind but I see you&lt;br /&gt;You're here but so far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The times when you wanna.. I'm missing&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel like I’m spinning&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you get what you gain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m on a coaster-collision&lt;br /&gt;Am not about to give in&lt;br /&gt;Can’t explain my position or the condition I’m in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I am is no limit, no walls, no ceiling&lt;br /&gt;No intermission, so&lt;br /&gt;Let the party begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Hey.. Hey.. all the way&lt;br /&gt;D J let it play.&lt;br /&gt;Hey Hey Can You Hear Me?&lt;br /&gt;Oooow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey.. Hey.. all the way&lt;br /&gt;D J let it play.&lt;br /&gt;Hey Hey Can You Hear Me?&lt;br /&gt;Oooow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can You Hear Me? Can You Hear Me? Can You Hear Me? Can You Hear Me?&lt;br /&gt;Oooow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you mean that you’re my vision&lt;br /&gt;I gotta make a decision&lt;br /&gt;Do I go, do I stay? (Stay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve gotten into my system&lt;br /&gt;You're in control of my mental&lt;br /&gt;I mean you for a stay&lt;br /&gt;(yeah...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m on a coaster-collision&lt;br /&gt;Am not about to give in&lt;br /&gt;Can’t explain my position or the condition I’m in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I am is no limit, no walls, no ceiling&lt;br /&gt;No intermission, so&lt;br /&gt;Let the party begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Hey.. Hey.. all the way&lt;br /&gt;D J let it play.&lt;br /&gt;Hey Hey Can You Hear Me?&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey.. Hey.. all the way&lt;br /&gt;D J let it play.&lt;br /&gt;Hey Hey Can You Hear Me?&lt;br /&gt;Oooow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooow oh, Oooow oh, Oooow oh, Oooow oh&lt;br /&gt;Can You Hear Me? Can You Hear Me? Can You Hear Me? Can You Hear Me?&lt;br /&gt;(Oooow oh, Oooow oh, Oooow oh, Oooow oh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can You Hear Me?&lt;br /&gt;Hey.. Hey..all the way&lt;br /&gt;D J let it play.&lt;br /&gt;Hey Hey Can You Hear Me?&lt;br /&gt;Can You Hear Me?&lt;br /&gt;(repeat 5x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil Wayne:&lt;br /&gt;Enrique, Yea I can&lt;br /&gt;This is Mr Morales&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-3995721675451263725?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=3995721675451263725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3995721675451263725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3995721675451263725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/07/enriques-can-you-hear-me.html' title='Enrique&apos;s &apos;Can You Hear Me?&apos;'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-7347887331511927254</id><published>2008-07-17T22:50:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:52:51.243+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Coelho'/><title type='text'>A worrier, all that I see.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today, I completed reading one of the wonderful books ever written by Paulo Coelho. I bet, I am the biggest fan of his writings :). His books have a vision which reflects the core of life. It’s not so hard to realize that fiction can be so real. It did able to put a smile on my face. If you guys are thinking about the book's name and want to spend the quality time of yours with some quality reading then it’s your turn now. Before I go on with the book name, I want to share few lines from it that hit me really hard… real goosebumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A worrier is always aware of what is worth fighting for. He doesn’t go into combat over things that don’t concern him and he never wastes his time over provocations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A worrier accepts defeat. He doesn’t treat it as a matter of indifference nor does he attempt to transform it into a victory. The pain of defeat is bitter to him; he suffers at indifference and become desperate with loneliness. After all this has passed, he licks his wounds and begins everything anew. A worrier knows that war is made many battles; he goes on.&lt;a href="http://browseinside.harpercollins.com/index.aspx?isbn13=9780060930134"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224367350478911506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SICubOVxuBI/AAAAAAAAB8o/_SMj50cWZHA/s200/The+Fifth+Mountain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tragedies do happen. We can discover reasons, blame others, imagine how different our lives would be had they not occurred. But none of that is important; they did occur and so be it.From there onward we must put aside the fear that they awoke in us and begin to rebuild ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Take advantage of the chance that tragedy has given you; not everyone is capable of doing so.”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- The Fifth Mountain&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/4635479799356441744-7347887331511927254?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=7347887331511927254' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/7347887331511927254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/7347887331511927254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/07/worrier-all-that-i-see.html' title='A worrier, all that I see.'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SICubOVxuBI/AAAAAAAAB8o/_SMj50cWZHA/s72-c/The+Fifth+Mountain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-3264516525449183487</id><published>2008-07-13T16:21:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:52:51.530+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunrise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>The Sunrise, Sunset - From My Photo Gallery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;First of all, thank you so much &lt;a href="http://www.cuckooscosmos.com/PhotoGallery/2008/07/11/sunrise-2/"&gt;Cuckoo&lt;/a&gt; for inviting me for the photography competition at your blog. To be frank, most of my photographs reflects my mood and my third eye’s presence around me at that moment and I really don’t think they were/are the best shoot for a competition. But again, if somebody finds it giving worth a look then I am glad to share them. So Cuckoo, I am honored, when you say I can “give tough competition to others” :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally, the subject ‘&lt;strong&gt;Sunrise – Sunset&lt;/strong&gt;’ that she has picked for the current month is one of my favorite shoot times. I have hundreds of photographs for the moment from various places and it’s really a hard task for me to pick one out of them because to me all looks great and the same :P. And as always, I have the same question remains inside my mind, how somebody can distinguish between the Sunrise and the Sunset just by looking at those pictures? is there any way I can do that ? Well, I never have a satisfactory answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alright, enough searches for the answer and here you go with the picture from my gallery for Sunrise … &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222505230982607250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SHoQ1mpWcZI/AAAAAAAAB8g/Db3dKYwTkik/s400/sunrise_puri.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A background of this photo, I was on a trip in Dec 07, to this amazingly beautiful place called &lt;strong&gt;Puri&lt;/strong&gt;, and it also happened to have the most beautiful beaches in India. It was morning around 6.20 AM, walking along side the beach I could see a new world around me, it was having the hope in every rays that touched this life and smiling back that it can never be still, it has to move on. And I reminding myself one of the favorite quote – “&lt;strong&gt;We can only appreciate the miracle of a sunrise if we have waited in the darkness&lt;/strong&gt;”.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;P.S : Oops !! Sorry for the confusion. Actually, I had to post a photo of sunrise only, so as per Cuckoo I edited the post accordingly. But now I don’t want to delete this Sunset picture from the post as it is one of my favs, so I am leaving it as it is :) to add to the never ending question or say the confusion. Look at the pictures and see how difficult it is to distinguish between the Sunrise &amp;amp; the Sunset. Perhaps its the creator's, the almighty's wish to retain the same looks for both of them but giving two completely different meanings and both of them have their own representation and significance here. &lt;strong&gt;One brings the light and one takes it away...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222447846113099346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SHncpXWTPlI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/qGjdxwjA8nQ/s400/sunset_rushikulya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To give a background of this photo, I have clicked it in the trip to Orissa in April 08. I was standing almost at the center of the riverbed of Rushikulya around 5.20 P.M when my third eye was able to capture the reflection of golden rays on the lazily moving water of the river.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;From my blog; some of my favorite collection of photographs of Sunrise moments (on eastern cost of India) can be found &lt;a href="http://animized.blogspot.com/2007/11/beach.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Likewise, a collection of Sunset moments (on the south-western coast) can be found &lt;a href="http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/04/chavakkad-beach-god-own-creation.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-3264516525449183487?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=3264516525449183487' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3264516525449183487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3264516525449183487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/07/sunset-from-my-photo-gallery.html' title='The Sunrise, Sunset - From My Photo Gallery'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SHoQ1mpWcZI/AAAAAAAAB8g/Db3dKYwTkik/s72-c/sunrise_puri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-3494906330437377422</id><published>2008-07-09T00:21:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-17T17:30:57.030+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah blah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Journey of Life Continued ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Life has its own way of give &amp;amp; take formulae ... In the path of happiness, change, growth and success. I wonder, unknowingly or knowingly we lose things which maybe have a greater value then whatever we already achieved or in the process of achieving them. It’s difficult to sight any reasons; perhaps we don’t know about them or just that we at times are so mindless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably somewhere, we have proved ourselves better or because we didn’t allow the better part to happen, and in between we met with our dreams and followed it as if they are the only meaning of the life. It become complex in its own terms and every time we tried simplifying it, an indication that we are never left behind with them. We speeded up to break the boundaries of silence; we crashed our paths many times chasing the ‘one thing’ and finally slay the noise realizing the fact that the 'one thing' can only be 'love' or maybe it's the 'irony of love'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know, we are all part of this journey, a little while ago not knowing the beginning we started it together and now don't know where it leads, whether it will remain un-changed or change is part of it, and ever since I choose my travel path I realized that the journey has no end but many beginnings ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Linked post : &lt;a href="http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-wondering-about-this-journey-of.html"&gt;Journey of life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-3494906330437377422?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=3494906330437377422' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3494906330437377422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3494906330437377422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/07/journey-of-life-continued.html' title='Journey of Life Continued ...'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-241785459244070289</id><published>2008-07-08T19:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:52:51.953+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Foodie'/><title type='text'>Hang the Hunger</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220668336804686978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SHOKMSlfbII/AAAAAAAAB8Q/n8qSWj4Z7-w/s320/aloopuri.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yummy aloopuri ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-241785459244070289?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=241785459244070289' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/241785459244070289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/241785459244070289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/07/hang-hunger.html' title='Hang the Hunger'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SHOKMSlfbII/AAAAAAAAB8Q/n8qSWj4Z7-w/s72-c/aloopuri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-5858896181336914275</id><published>2008-07-07T08:25:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-22T20:48:13.803+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend(s)'/><title type='text'>HBD T U :) :) :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Today is, yet again special because it’s the b’day of one of the most amazing creature I know on the earth .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on this b'day the most wonderful quote that struck to my mind, is dedicate to this tiny-biny creature - "&lt;em&gt;Because time itself is like a spiral, something special happens on your birthday each year: The same energy that God invested in you at birth is present once again.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you a very very happy b'day ‘&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;madam asl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;’, Diya :) :) :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-5858896181336914275?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=5858896181336914275' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/5858896181336914275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/5858896181336914275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/07/hbd-t-u.html' title='HBD T U :) :) :)'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-6080585536887638168</id><published>2008-07-04T09:12:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:52:52.146+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Rath Yatra - Today is a special day !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219016788974291970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SG2sHjeczAI/AAAAAAAAB8A/dwOsdP7-xP8/s200/rath-yatra-in-puri.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today is the auspicious occasion, the festival of chariots of Lord Jagannatha, Balabhadra and Shubhadra. People around the world worship &lt;strong&gt;Lord Jagannath&lt;/strong&gt; as the incarnation of Lord Vishnu, Ram &amp;amp; Krishna; the Hindu Gods. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shubha Rath Jatra.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wish you all a very happy Rath Yatra.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- May God bless us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You can watch the live webcast of Rath Yatra &lt;a href="http://www.rathjatra.nic.in/live2008d.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; on 4th July. Also to know more information about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Puri Rath Yatra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; click &lt;a href="http://www.hindu-blog.com/search/label/Puri%20Rath%20Yatra"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Image courtesy : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orissatourism.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Orissa Tourism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&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/4635479799356441744-6080585536887638168?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=6080585536887638168' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/6080585536887638168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/6080585536887638168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/07/rath-yatra-today-is-special-day.html' title='Rath Yatra - Today is a special day !'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SG2sHjeczAI/AAAAAAAAB8A/dwOsdP7-xP8/s72-c/rath-yatra-in-puri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-3221987045205147111</id><published>2008-07-01T00:05:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:52:52.284+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah blah'/><title type='text'>Journey of life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am wondering about this journey of life which has so much so for us, to unfold things at every step and realize that things are hidden and unknown; probably beyond its actual scope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217743786104340562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SGkmVCPAQFI/AAAAAAAAB74/Fy1CPj67taE/s400/rd.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I captured a moment in this picture at the entrance of some unknown village near B'lr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The broken pieces of my life consisting the moments of my strengths &amp;amp; weakness … the tears &amp;amp; smiles ... loved &amp;amp; unloved … joy of begin there with the loved ones, the sorrow of going far away from them … the unknown smiling face of a friend, the known scary face of an enemy … the twists &amp;amp; turns … the ups &amp;amp; downs … the good &amp;amp; bad … the lost &amp;amp; found … the failures &amp;amp; successes, the darkness of sleepless nights &amp;amp; the brightness of sunny days and many many more of them. I believe all theses things in life always mark a change when it is least expected. A change that helped me to walk alone under the infinite sky, which given me a chance to learn and realize what I am today and brought me everything I wished sometime back, but then the very next moment it took away all those things it had given to me once. Perhaps an indication that life has found a different meaning, and you need to give it back the things that you really didn't find one by yourself. And the un-identified meaning remain as the sole guide to teach me how to move on with this endless journey once again. A reminder, that I have to travel the multifaceted paths until I identify the last destination and lose myself to it for the first time with the single piece of my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued …&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Linked Post : &lt;a href="http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/07/journey-of-life-continued.html"&gt;Journey of Life Continued ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-3221987045205147111?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=3221987045205147111' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3221987045205147111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3221987045205147111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-wondering-about-this-journey-of.html' title='Journey of life!'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SGkmVCPAQFI/AAAAAAAAB74/Fy1CPj67taE/s72-c/rd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-4797139266675890224</id><published>2008-06-29T20:04:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:53:07.585+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Temples'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karnataka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend Trip(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Kesava Temple in Somnathpur</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Somnathpur is small village located around 130 kms from Bangalore. This place is particularly famous for the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chennakesava_Temple_at_Somanathapura"&gt;Chennakesava Temple&lt;/a&gt; (also called Kesava temple) built in 1268 under Hoysala king Narasimha III.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The architecture of the temple is one of the finest in the history of Hoysala dynasty. Its beautifully carved sculptures, amazing art work are beyond any comparisons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217248379146192994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SGdjwjf9yGI/AAAAAAAAB7g/nKMrhVPwM6s/s400/CIMG5396.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Form inside out view of the entrance .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217229568556963090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SGdSpomAlRI/AAAAAAAAB7A/IfB9-_ChMkk/s400/CIMG5409.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A wide view of the temple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217228169093036018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SGdRYLLzt_I/AAAAAAAAB6I/XYzdTQKenfs/s400/CIMG5381.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The pillars outside the main temple tell a different story of the history.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217229572370228162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SGdSp2zKY8I/AAAAAAAAB7I/pXwsv1rL-Ag/s400/CIMG5418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217248384117661234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SGdjw2BQXjI/AAAAAAAAB7o/VKurGERBFfo/s400/CIMG5401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Black &amp;amp; white tells the story of the amazing architecture of this temple ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217230239418760082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SGdTQrv7O5I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/U4o0v384_xQ/s400/CIMG5425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A closer look of the delicate art works on the stone ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217230236766891234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SGdTQh3q7OI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/UdHpVZXBTgk/s400/CIMG5442.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The six bands sculptures around the temple consisting of elephants, horsemen, floral scrolls and demons etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217248390161123810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SGdjxMiISeI/AAAAAAAAB7w/298mMc4Ohac/s400/CIMG5405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217229560293911634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SGdSpJz8bFI/AAAAAAAAB6w/K9aSnXi62xo/s400/CIMG5402.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217228172968171442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SGdRYZntl7I/AAAAAAAAB6Q/ySkX_R1A8wQ/s400/CIMG5383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217228172228028962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SGdRYW3P6iI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/yjsUOHq1S5Y/s400/CIMG5384.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Idol of ganesh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-4797139266675890224?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=4797139266675890224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/4797139266675890224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/4797139266675890224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/06/kesava-temple-in-somnathpur.html' title='Kesava Temple in Somnathpur'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SGdjwjf9yGI/AAAAAAAAB7g/nKMrhVPwM6s/s72-c/CIMG5396.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-992531516642479336</id><published>2008-06-28T21:57:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:53:07.764+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maktub'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Coelho'/><title type='text'>The consequences, from Maktub</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;From last few days I am reading a book Called Maktub by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paulo_Coelho"&gt;Paulo Coelho&lt;/a&gt;. It happened so he is one of my most favorite authors so far and I really adore his writings. The depth of knowledge/information given in his books can’t be measured but everybody can realize it at some point of time. And Maktub as it means in Arab “it’s written”… is a book filled with short but inspiring stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SGZliKHLpbI/AAAAAAAAB5o/seygeAeqLmY/s1600-h/maktub_fr_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.santjordi-asociados.com/titles.htm"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216970334373228754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SGZm4OARMNI/AAAAAAAAB5w/UYpVRHzG4EU/s320/maktub_6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The book says - &lt;em&gt;The Arabs feel that "It is written" is not really a good translation, because, although everything is already written, God is compassionate, and wrote it all down just to help us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The idea behind this post is to share some of those short stories that I came across while reading the book which is indeed not only interesting, thought provoking and points out the invariant value of life but also guides us to listen to our soul …&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So here I am with the 1st story in my list and more to come in my next posts ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The master says: "If a decision needs to be made, it is better to make it and deal with the consequences. You cannot know beforehand what those consequences will be. The arts of divination were developed in order to counsel people, never to predict the future. They provide good advice, but poor prophecy. "In one of the prayers that Jesus taught us, it says, 'God's will be done.' When His will causes a problem, it also presents a solution. If the arts of divination were able to predict the future, every soothsayer would be wealthy, married and content."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-992531516642479336?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=992531516642479336' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/992531516642479336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/992531516642479336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/06/consequences-from-maktub.html' title='The consequences, from Maktub'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SGZm4OARMNI/AAAAAAAAB5w/UYpVRHzG4EU/s72-c/maktub_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-3120893300858873833</id><published>2008-06-27T23:52:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:53:08.082+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>I Am Legend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216843423229702162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SGXzdBJwcBI/AAAAAAAAB5g/vBH_zuyoKt0/s200/i-am-legend-1-1600.jpg" border="0" /&gt; So here I am back again, this time with ‘&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0480249"&gt;I Am Legend&lt;/a&gt;’. The story of the movie revolves around a man struggling to survive in a world where normal human beings are the things of past. It's a pure science-fiction story and I woudln't suprise if people start comparing it with &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0120804"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Resident Evil&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or even with &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0289043/"&gt;28 Days Later&lt;/a&gt;. For a movie maniac like me, it’s a great movie with the right sense of everything - the special effects, Will Smith’s acting, the dog, the direction, the background scores and everything that makes a movie blockbuster :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I picked some of the interesting lines from the movie that was a pointer for the making of this legend …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Neville (Will Smith) talking to Anna (Alice Braga) about &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bob_Marley"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bob Marley&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; (In real) - He had this idea. It was kind of a virologist idea. He believed that you could cure racism and hate... literally cure it, by injecting music and love into people's lives. When he was scheduled to perform at a peace rally, a gunman came to his house and shot him down. Two days later he walked out on that stage and sang. And when somebody asked him why - He said, &lt;strong&gt;The people, who were trying to make this world worse... are not taking a day off. How can I? Light up the darkness&lt;/strong&gt;.” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, the lines that sum-up the legacy of this legend called Neville …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“In 2009, a deadly virus burned through our civilization, pushing humankind to the edge of extinction. Dr. Robert Neville dedicated his life to the discovery of a cure and the restoration of humanity. On September 9th, 2012, at approximately 8:49 P.M., he discovered that cure. And at 8:52, he gave his life to defend it. We are his legacy. This is his legend. Light up the darkness.” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-3120893300858873833?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=3120893300858873833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3120893300858873833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/3120893300858873833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-legend.html' title='I Am Legend'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/SGXzdBJwcBI/AAAAAAAAB5g/vBH_zuyoKt0/s72-c/i-am-legend-1-1600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-4610331456397901703</id><published>2008-06-26T20:32:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-22T20:03:22.765+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McFly'/><title type='text'>The Heart Never Lies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NQHKHT-wE_Q&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NQHKHT-wE_Q&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some people laugh, some people cry, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some people live, some people die, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some people run, Right into the fire, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some people hide, Their every desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we are the lovers,&lt;br /&gt;If you don't believe me, Then just look into my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Cause the heart never lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people fight, some people fall,&lt;br /&gt;Others pretend, They don't care at all,&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna fight, I'll stand right beside you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The day that you fall,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right behind you, To pick up the pieces,&lt;br /&gt;If you don't believe me, Then just look into my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Cause the heart never lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhoooh&lt;br /&gt;Woaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaoooooaaahhoooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another year over, And we're still together,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's not always easy, But I'm here forever&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we are the lovers, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you believe me, When you look into my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Cause the heart never lies,&lt;br /&gt;Cause the heart never lies, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;Cause the heart never lies &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4635479799356441744-4610331456397901703?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=4610331456397901703' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/4610331456397901703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/4610331456397901703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/06/heart-never-lies.html' title='The Heart Never Lies'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4635479799356441744.post-4821175643867248418</id><published>2008-06-25T08:34:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-19T12:31:37.110+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Silence of Love, from The Alchemist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;You must understand that love never keeps a man from pursing his destiny. If he abandons that pursuit, it’s because it wasn’t true love … the love that speaks the language of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No reason is needed for loving. One is loved because one is loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;"When you want something, the whole Universe conspires to help you realize your dream".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Alchemist_%28novel%29"&gt;The Alchemist&lt;/a&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/4635479799356441744-4821175643867248418?l=animized.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4635479799356441744&amp;postID=4821175643867248418' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/4821175643867248418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4635479799356441744/posts/default/4821175643867248418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://animized.blogspot.com/2008/06/silence-of-love.html' title='Silence of Love, from The Alchemist'/><author><name>alok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906469358734643462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36R873ZNPUw/Sc56y8HVA1I/AAAAAAAADHs/fwKZIkNrUc0/S220/alk01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
