<?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-6868879530162613707</id><updated>2012-01-09T04:31:29.015+05:30</updated><title type='text'>More than jus a few words...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868879530162613707.post-195608588526947669</id><published>2012-01-08T14:08:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-08T14:17:27.533+05:30</updated><title type='text'>b bye 2011!!</title><content type='html'>2011!! u were amazingggggg.. Jan was filled with fun and friends.. shifted to a new place which made my journey to the office a mere flash.. and in mumbai thats a blessing! february was spent in mere lukkagiri.. nothing more :) march was the first financial year end i saw in my career.. it was quite happening.. April and May threw in very good experiences in the work front and May end brought in a the completion of the probation period.. yay!!! now I was a permanent employee.. a good feeling :) My birthday Month.. June was sweet as ever.. starts as a month which is welcomed with everyone love and wishes.. July August.. I reallllly dont recall wat happened :p Cos come september.. My life took a sharp but lovely turn.. Enter the guy of my dreams :p and from then on 2011 u ve been a happy daze.. touch wood.. Every moment till the very last minute of you was made perfect by him and I cant thank you enough for bringing him in my life.. thanx 2011.. you ve been amazinggg!! signing off to welcome 2012 and hoping its a New, Happy, prosperous, fun filled, smooth, interesting year for everyone!! b bye 2011!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868879530162613707-195608588526947669?l=thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/195608588526947669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2012/01/b-bye-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/195608588526947669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/195608588526947669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2012/01/b-bye-2011.html' title='b bye 2011!!'/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868879530162613707.post-2174297700131261981</id><published>2011-08-06T03:22:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-06T12:27:25.608+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I wonder...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is it more important to chase your dream or make wat you have your dream?&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/6868879530162613707-2174297700131261981?l=thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/2174297700131261981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2011/08/is-it-more-importtant-to-chase-your.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/2174297700131261981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/2174297700131261981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2011/08/is-it-more-importtant-to-chase-your.html' title='I wonder...'/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868879530162613707.post-1004970217593714685</id><published>2011-06-10T20:43:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-10T20:52:54.699+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Live life KING-SIZE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fPKkZcL4yew/TfI2rmwMbmI/AAAAAAAABT8/2XRC3p-6ax0/s1600/Garfield-Never-Wrong-Posters.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fPKkZcL4yew/TfI2rmwMbmI/AAAAAAAABT8/2XRC3p-6ax0/s320/Garfield-Never-Wrong-Posters.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616611808049393250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change seems like the theme of my blog.. but alas! wat do i do.. thats pretty much the most frequent happening that I see around me.. The mates that were in the same place in college are now all around the globe.. the ones who we were sure of being highllly succesful have not made it as big as the one we thought ll do jus ok.. jus goes on to prove that theres no guarantee for anything in life.. so live life while you can.. and however best you think it is for you.. cos tomorrow is a mystery anyways and if u do make it till tomorrow.. well then its today.. so live today kingsize all the time.. cos its the only way to live.. regrets, worries and grudges take the fun out of life.. best if you realise the earliest!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868879530162613707-1004970217593714685?l=thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/1004970217593714685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2011/06/live-life-king-size.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/1004970217593714685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/1004970217593714685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2011/06/live-life-king-size.html' title='Live life KING-SIZE!!!'/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fPKkZcL4yew/TfI2rmwMbmI/AAAAAAAABT8/2XRC3p-6ax0/s72-c/Garfield-Never-Wrong-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868879530162613707.post-4499486181163503834</id><published>2011-02-27T14:04:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-18T20:37:37.443+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The mystery of the SOCIAL NETWORK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8_4bEjYSpwI/TYN1MtDfmoI/AAAAAAAABSs/k1x2bwcQgM0/s1600/images%2B%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8_4bEjYSpwI/TYN1MtDfmoI/AAAAAAAABSs/k1x2bwcQgM0/s320/images%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585436823982676610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me narrate my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt; experience.. I was introduced to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt; when I was pro-orkut.. I was in the undergrads and had these very moral n loyal opinions.. (yeah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; usage of past tense IS intentional) but then with time and everyone shifting to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fb&lt;/span&gt; I behaved the very normal way by joining the bandwagon and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tadaaa&lt;/span&gt;! there.. I had my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt; account.. It lay dead for a good 3 years or so.. then suddenly orkut was no longer even mentioned.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt; was the new compulsory language in college suddenly.. so at the risk of being socially obsolete i dipped my toes into the waters of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt;.. i am pretty sure my first status &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;msg&lt;/span&gt; was something on the lines of I HATE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt; :P but with time it most definitely got to I get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;upto&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt; and i tell my last good night to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt;!!! farmed at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Farmville&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;vey&lt;/span&gt; loyally.. learnt poker and played it and lost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;alll&lt;/span&gt; the money.. very sincerely.. played &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ponzi&lt;/span&gt; and built an empire :P but then all tat was in college.. when all of us were online all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;teh&lt;/span&gt; time.. we '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;like'd&lt;/span&gt; everything everyone did.. and commented on each others posts! its like we posted with the full faith that our dear friends will find it significant enough to comment all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;teh&lt;/span&gt; time!! oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;teh&lt;/span&gt; good days of complete &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;vellaapan&lt;/span&gt;.. but the point being.. even now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;FBs&lt;/span&gt; still on.. I do nothing on it.. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; post stuff at a frequency of one per hour anymore but i am still online..and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; even keep my chat on!! so if someone can.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; figure out the reason why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;iam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;alwaysss&lt;/span&gt; online on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;fb&lt;/span&gt; without doing anything on it.. (and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; let the answer not be that its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;jus&lt;/span&gt; a stupid habit..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868879530162613707-4499486181163503834?l=thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/4499486181163503834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2011/02/mystery-of-social-network.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/4499486181163503834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/4499486181163503834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2011/02/mystery-of-social-network.html' title='The mystery of the SOCIAL NETWORK'/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8_4bEjYSpwI/TYN1MtDfmoI/AAAAAAAABSs/k1x2bwcQgM0/s72-c/images%2B%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868879530162613707.post-141112846052265553</id><published>2011-02-16T20:00:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-16T21:21:48.492+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Old friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6goM-OEheWg/TVvpCcXzEaI/AAAAAAAABSg/sqq4RCnJxPs/s1600/frds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6goM-OEheWg/TVvpCcXzEaI/AAAAAAAABSg/sqq4RCnJxPs/s320/frds.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574305191986139554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so beautiful how old friends can pick up right where they left it!! Its always such a pleasure to have a nice long conversation with an old friend isn't it?? The best part &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; the people who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; known you years ago is that you were both stupider before :) and now only the two of you will find the very memory of the past hilarious!! How many time is the dialogue of "can't believe we did tat!!" said :) With old friends we can relive our past without letting go of the present.. and this can happen only with your "old friends".. Treasure them.. they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; seen it through you becoming you.. and you have seen them through their life and ideas! and above all the comfort that familiarity gives.. priceless!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868879530162613707-141112846052265553?l=thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/141112846052265553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2011/02/old-friends.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/141112846052265553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/141112846052265553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2011/02/old-friends.html' title='Old friends'/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6goM-OEheWg/TVvpCcXzEaI/AAAAAAAABSg/sqq4RCnJxPs/s72-c/frds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868879530162613707.post-9001952425685331083</id><published>2010-10-21T20:08:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-21T20:40:44.244+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Foodie delights!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/TMBX3Yau0gI/AAAAAAAABPo/Gy-1peBq3e8/s1600/kk.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 158px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/TMBX3Yau0gI/AAAAAAAABPo/Gy-1peBq3e8/s320/kk.bmp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530516951369961986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Food drives me! I ve oft repeated this to my friends: People eat to live I live to eat! There’s so much variety in it.. you can never get bored! Its like walking into your wardrobe and finding a new set of clothes every time.. ‘cos no preparation can be identical ever.. cooking food is like composing music, the amateur ear  (like me) will really never see the intricate differences in a composition when played twice. An old hand though will notice that the timing and the tune and the pitch and the etc etc etc all play a role. It’s the same with food.. The definition of identical food for the larger public is : just the same ingredients.. but ohh! How wrong that is! The quantity down to the smallest milligram brings a flavor change, well keep that constant then the timing makes all the difference, putting the onions before the tomato or putting the olives before the jalapenos.. and timing out and letting the dish stay in the oven for 5 minutes instead of 4! Yupp it all gives a different flavor.. and the best part of food.. EVERYONE enjoys good food! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;No wonder social events largely revolve around food.. that’s one of the reasons I think that food is highly under rated. And connected to this is the art of cooking! Yes indeed its an art! The line: “A way to a man’s heart is through his stomach” is such a lie, because the way to ANYONEs heart is through their stomach.. Cook a good dish, then you can be audience to some real well-meaning compliments coming straight from the heart. Oh! There lies such great happiness in it.. and above it all it’s a creation everytime I cook. Even if its karela fry (bitter gourd) cook it with the actual happiness of creating something: its bound to taste good. The cooking shows especially are such a pleasure!! They exhibit soo many ideas and so many possibilities. Its like traveling around the world through the cuisines of the world..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;But yeah coming back to the maiden topic of food.. well anyone who doesn’t enjoy food and doesn’t identify with the pleasures of trying new cuisines and new recipes is living half a life and that too the boring half! And for anyone who knows people who are living the boring half well well well, its time to introduce them to the delights of the tongue.. force them into the addiction that food is and they re bound to thank you for it! So go according to the cook book.. or invent your food.. or visit the an unique cuisine restaurant and go a la carte.. or the road side vada pav.. take it with the wine.. or the sparkling water.. or the chaas.. or the jaljeera the varieties unlimited and since the possibility of you eating a dish tasting the EXACT SAMEs really limited.. savor every dish you ever eat.. kal wahi ho na ho!! Happy exploring!!! Hasta la vista! Me off to eat.. or rather experience food!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868879530162613707-9001952425685331083?l=thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/9001952425685331083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/10/foodie-delights.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/9001952425685331083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/9001952425685331083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/10/foodie-delights.html' title='Foodie delights!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/TMBX3Yau0gI/AAAAAAAABPo/Gy-1peBq3e8/s72-c/kk.bmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868879530162613707.post-5253245938540195428</id><published>2010-10-01T21:48:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-07T21:03:00.298+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Apologies September!</title><content type='html'>Sorry September!!! &lt;div&gt;I desperately wanted to keep the frequency of my blog to atleast 1 blog/month but alas! September I gave you a miss!! I kept considering and re-considering topics : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life and its intricacies (my specialty as you guys would ve understood :P )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The extended monsoons in in the city..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The CWG: a goof up or super publicity?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dabangg.. entertainer!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Ayodhya case and how most of the nation shut itself for atleast half  a day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is to list jus a few.. but again.. now its too late.. things which are not done on time lose their meaning cos I know Life is still as intricate in October as it was in September.. The monsoons listened to all our calls stopped completely and has left us in the glaring heat!! The CWG did give us allll the attention and a super standing ovation at the opening.. HATSOFF INDIA.. Proud as ever to be your citizen.. Dabangg... well the mystery remains.. but it has got more mysterious with endhiran (ROBOT for non-tamilians) cos whatever be it.. RAJNI's rocked it as ever :) and the Ayodhya case.. we did get a welcome break for half a day but all s well that ends well!! thank you dear judges!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So thats a round up about the September I missed.. I have apparently woken up when september ends!! ta ta blog!!  this october I will ensure i write an interesting and "proper" blog! ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868879530162613707-5253245938540195428?l=thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/5253245938540195428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/10/apologies-september.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/5253245938540195428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/5253245938540195428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/10/apologies-september.html' title='Apologies September!'/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868879530162613707.post-6094983994827385298</id><published>2010-08-08T12:22:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-08T13:18:26.792+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Its the Marriage Season!!</title><content type='html'>Most of the people in my age group now have got married, or setting out their paths for marriage or atleast thinking of marriage.. and I LOVE being in this stage.. Speaking to any of my girlfriends gets to the one and only topic... MARRIAGE.. whose getting married.. to whom.. when.. before and after whose marriage.. we're hereby becoming the ideal kitty-party material.. all the gossip about others personal lives.. wowwiieee!! could it get any better.. One of my friends got her relationship "The Parental Approval".. and though our tiny group of 4 girlfriends is in the extreme corners of Chennai, Mumbai, Kolkata and Nepal.. we all had a (virtual) mini kitty party for this news.. (Guys would really not understand the girls reaction to her friends marriage.. actually thank god for that! Having to tell all this for no reaction from a guy is quite frustrating.. speakin outta experience here!)  And this is just the initial phase.. unfortunately most of the others whose marriages I am desperately waiting to attend have taken a time-out for upto 2 years.. but through it all I ve gotten more and more interested in marriages!! (read other's marriages) The whole idea of THE BIG FAT INDIAN WEDDING totally makes sense to me now :) the happiness.. the reunion.. the noise.. the music.. the rituals.. the responsibilty.. the happy couple.. (yeah it does come before everything eles right :) ) the flaunt of wealth (duhh.. if anyone thinks tat doesnt happen.. tch tch tch u ve never been to a &lt;i&gt;shaadi&lt;/i&gt; or a kalyaanam) getting all dressed up.. and ofcourse  shopping without budget constraints.. oft used dialogue - "Maaaa!! how many times ll XYZ get married!!! " Right now there are around 15 marriages that I am desperately waiting for (yeah i did count it) and this 15 is just of the girl friends.. Whatever be it in  a guy-friends &lt;i&gt;shaadi&lt;/i&gt; ur still a guest.. but these 15 &lt;i&gt;shaadis&lt;/i&gt; are in the compulsory attendance category and the best part is these 15 are gonna happen anywhere between 2011-2013. So very looking forward to each one of these... for the fun, frolic, responsibility and above all the satisfied smile of "My friend is now with her Mr. Right" AWESOME.. come 2011 Ill have all my super grand &lt;i&gt;saaris&lt;/i&gt; ready, all my gifting skills polished to attend&lt;i&gt; shaadis &lt;/i&gt;one after the other :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868879530162613707-6094983994827385298?l=thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/6094983994827385298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-marriage-season.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/6094983994827385298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/6094983994827385298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-marriage-season.html' title='Its the Marriage Season!!'/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868879530162613707.post-8833768465774893239</id><published>2010-06-29T23:26:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-29T23:41:58.909+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dopplegangers!!!</title><content type='html'>Some stories truly affect me.. novels and movies are the short versions where you just picture yourself in the characters role for a few hours and then move on.. but somehow TV series have a hold over you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; they! the top of my list is FRIENDS and now followed by How I Met Your Mother.. Reason behind the comparison.. you stay away from the typical mom dad and you kinda family.. your friends become your family and they are the ones who you actually come home to and they are the ones you grow up with and learn about life with.. the most recent episode of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HIMYM&lt;/span&gt; acknowledged a very important fact of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;everyones&lt;/span&gt; lives.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Dopplegangers&lt;/span&gt; :) For the ones who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; follow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;HIMYM&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;duhhh&lt;/span&gt; watch it!! but an explanation for it would be that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dopplegangers&lt;/span&gt; are look-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;alikes&lt;/span&gt; of the people from this group of friends.. with the group of friends in the look out for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;doppleganger&lt;/span&gt; of one of the group they come to realise that fact of the matter is they are all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dopplegangers&lt;/span&gt; of their past themselves.. because hey you still look almost the same but with the years you as a person have changed so much! we all know that we change but this was such a great acknowledgement of the fact that we indeed change completely.. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; seen me change and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; seen everyone i know change.. in terms of their priorities in life.. in terms of their perspective of life.. but the best part about friends.. you change with the friends right next to you and the friends make it look like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;lifes&lt;/span&gt; still the same without a single bump in it.. and that is SO PERFECT about friends.. thanks u guys!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868879530162613707-8833768465774893239?l=thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/8833768465774893239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/06/dopplegangers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/8833768465774893239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/8833768465774893239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/06/dopplegangers.html' title='Dopplegangers!!!'/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868879530162613707.post-7061699189688512012</id><published>2010-05-07T21:21:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-08T13:24:37.753+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Trip Part III</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S-UYfkM19VI/AAAAAAAABNQ/3NIfHvPmyoE/s1600/kk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468804253083891026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S-UYfkM19VI/AAAAAAAABNQ/3NIfHvPmyoE/s320/kk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Now &lt;/span&gt;its high time I finish off the travelogue that I started especially since I promised I would write the part III soon.. this one s the most enthralling of all the days.. the beauty of nature at its finest form.. We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rishikesh&lt;/span&gt; again by road and the trip was quite fun.. especially the time when our car got a flat tyre.. and two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;innovas&lt;/span&gt; had to stop at a pretty critical turn up in the mountains with huge goods lorries coming from both directions.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt; now that i think of it.. wow tat none of em hit us.. cos i cant remember much space in tat tiny road at all!!! so after a drive searching for a particular camp arranger we guys finally found our camp place.. it was a huge spread out land with areas divided for different camping agencies.. the camps were all nice.. they had the cot n mattress n a lantern outside... pitch darkness with the shining moon to give us light.. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;jus&lt;/span&gt; cant find a better word than beautiful.. there was absolutely NOTHING except the camp and white sand.. There was absolute DARKNESS except the moon light.. and there was absolute SILENCE except the music of the river flowing.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ohh&lt;/span&gt; such a pleasure to have been a part of this.. we guys went to the edge of the rocky terrain where land met the river n stayed there for a long time.. the place is definitely the destination for someone who wants to feel one with the nature.. this was the kind of place which would inspire the photographer in anyone.. it most definitely did in us..check ou the photo.. this was the riverbed.. following this we had dinner that the camp served.. again a sumptuous meal.. chicken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;et&lt;/span&gt; all.. this was followed by a perfect night to end the trip.. we all sat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ard&lt;/span&gt; the lantern chatting... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; started off as a nice general chat routine soon took its turn to becoming a platform to tell ghost stories which meant it was perfect timing for me to go outta hearing distance :) (but actually now tat i heard the stories.. they were not all that scary... i expected scarier ones outta u guys :) ) anyways after an ever lasting attempt to fall asleep cos hey its dark silent n &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ppt&lt;/span&gt; outside are talking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; ghosts!!! but I eventually did fall asleep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;jus&lt;/span&gt; to get up every half hour or so to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;chek&lt;/span&gt; if its time to wake up!! finally morning came.. time to leave.. what we thought was the most beautiful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;scenery&lt;/span&gt; yesterday amongst these mountains now took second place when we saw the same thing in the early morning sunlight.. I most definitely will have to invent a word that means beautiful to the power of 100 to describe that.. so with heavy hearts we all bid goodbye to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;rishikesh&lt;/span&gt; and started our long journey to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;delhi&lt;/span&gt; from where each of us was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;goin&lt;/span&gt; to our respective places.. the journey started off being a bit dull but with a stopover for breakfast and renewed promises to keep in touch and plans for our next trip in the making the journey was as happy as ever.. with the final gossips being shared.. and the last jokes of the trip being aimed at the same person... for the ones who came on the trip remember the ad for "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;gupt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;rog&lt;/span&gt;" :) :) we finally reached Delhi well in time for all of our flights n trains.. and above everything.. we all left Delhi with Huge smiles on our face for we were blessed to have had this trip.. blessed to have great people to share this trip with.. and blessed for we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; to study anymore!!!!! Adieu Delhi, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Moradabad&lt;/span&gt;, Lucknow, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Mussoorie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Rishikesh&lt;/span&gt;.. wishing for more such trips to come.. God bless!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868879530162613707-7061699189688512012?l=thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/7061699189688512012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/05/awesome-trip-part-iii.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/7061699189688512012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/7061699189688512012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/05/awesome-trip-part-iii.html' title='Awesome Trip Part III'/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S-UYfkM19VI/AAAAAAAABNQ/3NIfHvPmyoE/s72-c/kk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868879530162613707.post-3819767741625109687</id><published>2010-04-12T18:07:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-13T16:48:32.765+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The AWESOME trip part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S8Q_Sb527qI/AAAAAAAABNA/z4wc1umj54w/s1600/paraantha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S8Q_Sb527qI/AAAAAAAABNA/z4wc1umj54w/s320/paraantha.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459558234240511650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached Delhi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ard&lt;/span&gt; 9 in the morning.. One of our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;frds&lt;/span&gt; ( the eternal planner :) ) had arranged for two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;innovas&lt;/span&gt; to pick us up from the station and one of our other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;frds&lt;/span&gt; from the airport such tat we leave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;delhi&lt;/span&gt; in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;coupla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hourse&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mussoorie&lt;/span&gt;.. but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; are plans if they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; backfire?? so it started with a tussle with the cab &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;waale&lt;/span&gt; regarding the rates.. and one of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;teh&lt;/span&gt; cab guys was RUDE! then it was followed by a visit to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;parantha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;gali&lt;/span&gt;.. did we hog or not!! peas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;parantha&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;pudina&lt;/span&gt; parantha..aloo..gobi.. every kinda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;parantha&lt;/span&gt; u can think of b t w! and after a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;looong&lt;/span&gt; wait for our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;frd&lt;/span&gt; to join us from the airport and a LOTTA change in plans we finally started off for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;musoorie&lt;/span&gt;.. good drive.. long drive! and the gossip was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;funnnn&lt;/span&gt;.. and in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;between&lt;/span&gt; this we made an IMPORTANT stop over at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;roorkee&lt;/span&gt;.. right &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;bhansa&lt;/span&gt;?? :) reached &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Musoorie&lt;/span&gt; around 1 a m.. everyone would now assume that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;reachin&lt;/span&gt; a place at 1 means u sleep it off tat night.. but NO WAY we guys had limited number of days to have fun.. we started partying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;ard&lt;/span&gt; 1.30.. and some party it was.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;lotsa&lt;/span&gt; music &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;masti&lt;/span&gt;.."role plays" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;NExt&lt;/span&gt; morning it sure was a task to get up n get out.. esp after a sumptuous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;parantha&lt;/span&gt; breakfast (yeah AGAIN :) )  we left straight to KEMP falls.. the water was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;SOO&lt;/span&gt; COLD... proof of this.. they d kept trays of cold drinks in the water for the natural refrigeration they get! awesome experience!! this was followed by a visit to a community park nearby.. beautiful place.. and then we went to a spot called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;LAL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;TIBBA&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;enchanting's&lt;/span&gt; the word for the view from there.. we were lucky enough to see the sunset from there.. this was then followed by a visit to a very interesting place.. It was actually a persons home with an overall antique theme to it where good gourmet Pizzas were served.. and this person has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;verrry&lt;/span&gt; engaging book collection and a gorgeous house! It was now around 6.30 in the eve and the lanes in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Mussoorie&lt;/span&gt; have an unwritten "SINGLE LANE" sign written all over their narrow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;zig&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;zag&lt;/span&gt; selves!! so we headed back to the place where we were staying with a stop over at the mall road.. which incidentally was very close to our place.. that night again commanded a party.. inclusive of a bonfire this time.. and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;lotta&lt;/span&gt; talking n laughing n music.. The next day was the time for us to bid farewell to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Mussoorie&lt;/span&gt;.. it was quite a difficult task considering &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; marvelous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;view&lt;/span&gt; every spot in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;mussoorie&lt;/span&gt; seemed to have.. But it had to be done cos we had to visit a resort for some quick games of bowling and snooker (my first time in both!! n thoroughly enjoyed it!!) and head our way to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Rishikesh&lt;/span&gt; for the camping experience.. That told I am sure everyone will agree this trip was in all means a COMPLETE trip.. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Rishikesh&lt;/span&gt; experience coming up in Part-III cos a 1000 words are still not too many to describe the beauty of camping amidst the nature....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868879530162613707-3819767741625109687?l=thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/3819767741625109687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/04/awesome-trip-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/3819767741625109687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/3819767741625109687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/04/awesome-trip-part-ii.html' title='The AWESOME trip part II'/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S8Q_Sb527qI/AAAAAAAABNA/z4wc1umj54w/s72-c/paraantha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868879530162613707.post-9051169735824908443</id><published>2010-04-06T16:36:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-10T20:20:04.857+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The AWESOME trip part I</title><content type='html'>Travels always been a dream.. to see new places.. to meet new people.. to explore the different cuisines,customs etc etc.. Why wouldnt anyone like it rt?? For this I was always waiting for the stage where I am no longer a student and have thus earned for myself a much deserved trip.. My freind Ali got married jus in time for me to reward myself with the trip :) It was a perfect trip.. we covered Muradabad-Lucknow-Delhi-Mussoorie and Rishikesh thru Haridwar.. 6 places in 6 days!! and owing to the extent of excitement of the trip this jus has to treated in more than one parts.. so here goes PART 1&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It all started with us all geting to the same place first.. started off with 9 of us going to Moradabad.. we were travelling from Chennai, Mumbai, Jaipur,Kolkata, SIliguri and Assam!! All travelling cos we were missing the fun we always had and missin the group we always had.. and ofcourse our dear frds shaadi :) So Moradabad.. Quite an interesting place..  and the wedding was a wonderful experience in itself.. beautiful wedding.. the next day(23rd March) we started our car ride to Lucknow.. 9 of us in two cars.. it was FUN atleast for the ones who dint ve to drive.. :) music, masti, gossip.. all packed into an awesome journey.. We reached Lucknow around 7 in the eve.. after being treated to a sumptous meal at our frds place (the groom tat is:) ) we were then taken to the hotel where reservations were made for us.. After freshening up (which only a few of us bothered to do!! ) we sat for another round of chattering.. and was it funnnnn!! The next day was spent in sight seeing in Lucknow.. Bada Imaam baada.. Engineering and architectural excellence!! every detail was so intelligently planned and executed... pleasure to have been audience to our ancestors Intelligence..  this was followed by a grand reception in the eve and we left Lucknow.. it was a 12.30 am train and it was a looooong wait.. we were in the sstation by 11.50 pm and the train came ard 2 a m.. thank god for the group of frds else it would ve been a disaster to wait.. n ofcourse it was quite frustrating to wait but when the train came it all seemed worth it.. we all ran with our luggage cos the train would wait for only 5 mins in the station and we were waiting in the wrong place for our compartment.. hehehehhe the memory of the run still makes me laugh out loud :) Bhansali s run s the funniest by all means ;) the train journey in itself was all happenin cos we had a self made and all private lounge in our 6 seater area.. speakers n good "clubbing" Music.. Marvellous!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868879530162613707-9051169735824908443?l=thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/9051169735824908443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/04/awesome-trip-part-i.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/9051169735824908443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/9051169735824908443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/04/awesome-trip-part-i.html' title='The AWESOME trip part I'/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868879530162613707.post-6758876882350296623</id><published>2010-04-06T00:47:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-06T16:34:14.126+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays :) :) :)</title><content type='html'>Was quite apprehensive about what my next blog should be about.. was tossing around a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lotta&lt;/span&gt; ideas but nothing quite hit home when I realised one thing I am obsessed about every year s my BIRTHDAY :) :) :) Its not quite morrow.. or next week.. or even next month.. its actually the months after that.. but the point being I belong to the class of people who get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;superrr&lt;/span&gt;-psyched about their birthdays.. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;offlate&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; realised that not many belong to this elite class.. But I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;jus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; get it.. WHY on earth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; someone be all excited about their birthday?? It is totally your day.. and anyone who steals your lightning that day is definitely to be declared a jerk. I remember being excited about my birthday every year unfailingly.. and every year my birthdays always been super! Thanks all for that.. Actually this blog is to enlighten every one of those -&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; excitement s for kids- kinda people.. cos hey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; failing to acknowledge a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;verrrry&lt;/span&gt; important day.. Your forgetting that this days marks life for you and overlooking all the excitement just cos you want to come across as adults in front of people??? I sure hope not.. If you just genuinely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; find anything great about getting older by another year then its a different argument altogether.. cos then that way &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; being a total pessimist.. you not being happy about it is not going to get you any younger so you might as well appreciate your birthday and celebrate it as a day to thank the universe for another awesome year and make it a day to remember till the next one comes along! All my other points are pretty much going to re-iterate this.. that 1. your birthday marks your life and your appreciation for it. 2. You &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; gained a year more of experience n wisdom :) So for all you who scowl at people celebrating their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;bdays&lt;/span&gt; like kids.. well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;atleast&lt;/span&gt; we re happy and having fun and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; all tat matters!! ta ta people!! and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;yahoooo&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;bdays&lt;/span&gt; a month away :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868879530162613707-6758876882350296623?l=thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/6758876882350296623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/04/birthdays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/6758876882350296623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/6758876882350296623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/04/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays :) :) :)'/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868879530162613707.post-2576329942675478945</id><published>2010-03-14T21:02:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-17T10:04:49.536+05:30</updated><title type='text'>1411</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S6BbzLYnQUI/AAAAAAAABM4/WfCIra55FNc/s1600-h/tiger2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S6BbzLYnQUI/AAAAAAAABM4/WfCIra55FNc/s320/tiger2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449456483905782082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TV ad said..Speak up,blog likho,spread awareness.. am following orders as told.. this is indeed for the purpose of spreading awareness... For the few of you who don't watch TV or don't browse the net 1411 is the number of tigers left in India. I remember a few days ago my friend telling "hum log ko bolke kya hoga?? its not like we go shoot tigers" n am very sure that most of the urban dudes n dudettes share his opinion on this.. but i beg to differ.. We do keep ourselves aware of what happened in Copenhagen right.. its not like we emit all those harmful toxins into the ocean or the air.. or we are aware of the women's bill being passed and have an opinion on it right.. its not like we re the next MP in the waiting!&lt;br /&gt;Its all about feeling responsible for what is not ours. Its more like we re on lease on planet earth and whenever its balance is disrupted too much by its tenants, owner Earth chooses to just ask them to vacate through a Tsunami or an earthquake. So as tenants its our responsibility to ensure that we don't disturb the other tenants and thus the stability of the owner.. Isn't it really that simple? The human network is indeed the best one.. new does spread like wild fire and many times without people s knowledge that they re conveying a vital piece of information to bring back the nature-man balance.. and the purpose of all these ad campaigns?? well OBVIOUSLY someone IS shooting down the tigers.. so the intent is to reach them through this vast human network and if this can influence even 5 people it might equate to at least 20 tigers being saved which in turn might increase the population of the Striped and Royal cats by a hundred in a few years.. yes THAT is the objective. SAVE OUR NATIONAL ANIMAL... JUST 1411 LEFT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868879530162613707-2576329942675478945?l=thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/2576329942675478945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/03/1411.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/2576329942675478945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/2576329942675478945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/03/1411.html' title='1411'/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S6BbzLYnQUI/AAAAAAAABM4/WfCIra55FNc/s72-c/tiger2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868879530162613707.post-5359662439048554288</id><published>2010-03-07T15:56:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-12T08:06:40.826+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Girls do have fun :)</title><content type='html'>This one s out of one of the silliest n most hilarious memories of mine.. so here goes.. Date - 5-09-2003 (Teachers day at school); Location - from school to Udayam Theatre to home; Movie- BOYS; Characters- Kavitha (Protagonist ha ha ha), Deeps, Bhava, Rita, n a 5th person who was it!! cant recall.., My elder sis Keerthi and her freinds and the NEW COLLEGE guys!! Speciality of recollection- Well thats what the whole blog is about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as part of our Teachers day celebrations at school it was mandatory for the 12th standard girls to come in a saree.. that in itself is a big excuse to write to blog on it.. Sarees happen to be supremely uncomfortable attires in the first few times ur wearing them. and to celebrate our 12th standard Special Day (we really dint quite care what day it was.. we jus needed a reason to celebrate!!) we girls decided to watch a nice movie the very same day in the very same attire.. theatre of choice being Udayam.. Not exactly a great choice for a group of "peter" girls:) but yup if the saree was "strike 1" for our outting Udayam was definitely "Strike 2" To add on to it the 'Hep' movie at that time was Boys.. Well if u know about it u ll realise that it sure is a fun movie.. but in a saree and in Udayam.. Duh!! stupidity!!Strike 2.5.. to add on to Saree, Udayam n Boys.. location of our seats.. Right ahead of New College guys.. any Chennaiite will understand the dire situation this was.. and for any non-chennaiite well imagine the kinda college that all the guys in ur city who might very well be serious about life n all.. but with time have got the tag of being a bit on the lower side of being gentlemanly.. the rest is upto your comprehension.. and Udayam.. exactly the kinda theatre where guys like that go!! n Boys.. exactly the kinda movie that guys like that ENJOY.. now i think I ve made clear the situation :)&lt;br /&gt;So at the very beginning me the over-enthusiastic me saw my sis there 4 rows away n gave the idiotic reaction of shouting out - "KEEERRTTHHIII  HIIIII"" to which the New college guys not only acknowledge who Keerthi was but also told their own Hi's to her.. My sis comfortably ignored them 5 rows behind her.. but duh.. I was right there with my frds who were by now glaring at me like- we already have enough attention here.. we dont want anymore of it!!!- so that meant we girls sunk into our seats a bit.. with the saaree around us like the bharatiya Naaris that we are :)Strike 2.75 Then started the movie.. and the 5 of us tried to make our presence equivalent to absence and every "SUPER" scene made us sink more n more into our seats..Strike 2.8,2.85,2.9!!The movie eventually came to an end.. and when we came outta the theatre we guys jus wanted to get outta that area as soon as we could.. so we scampered.. literally.. in our sarees!! and by the time we caught our breath we realised we were too close to take an auto but toooo far to walk it... but as luck will have it.. We did have to walk it.. and yupp that was Strike 3 cos it was Heels n Saree.. bad combo for a walk!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one hell of an experience... that still figures in our "cool things we did in school list" goin to a very sidey theatre in a saree :) n now our outside reaction to it is:its no big deal.. we handled it.. and our inside reaction.. To hell with handling it.. we dint know wat to handle.. our sarees... the crappy theatre.. sidey movie.. or wierder guys ard us.. in all the reaction to it is Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha :) we atleast got comfortable with our sarees :) cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868879530162613707-5359662439048554288?l=thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/5359662439048554288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/03/girls-do-have-fun.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/5359662439048554288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/5359662439048554288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/03/girls-do-have-fun.html' title='Girls do have fun :)'/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868879530162613707.post-2041703015764460145</id><published>2010-02-27T19:15:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-27T19:45:09.087+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I ve actually been lucky!!!</title><content type='html'>I ve been putting off writing this blog for really long.. but somehow today seems totally appropriate.. The farewell blog to everyone I ve had to tell bye to..and there ve been loadsa time I ve had to do that in my life.. Father has a transferable job n all.. but it doesnt make it any simpler for me to do it eveytime.. I am the kinda person who gets befriended to people like theres no tomorrow..cos hey there really might be no tomorrow.. but yeah point being its been that hard to tell a bye every time!!!!starting off in 4th.. I had to tell a bye to my bestest frd n teachers in whose classes I ve been the pet student n all.. godd.. i still wonder how i did tat.. cos thats exactly I ve had to do every time.. to be taken outta my comfort zone but I somehow seem to ve dealt with it better back then.. or i dont remember.. dunno which one it is.. then it was the 8th.. oh for a pre teen stage i was broken when I had tell a bye to my best buds.. touchwood I am still in touch with them.. thank god for that.. then in my 10th.. again.. for a teenager it was hell.. had some of the biggest arguments with my parents for that.. wanted to shift to a hostel so that I dint ve to let go of my frds n my school.. but they wouldnt hear of it.. and thankfully so cos met some of the nicest frds in my next school.. then school came to a close.. welcome college.. VIT i simply love u even now.. some life that was.. was so jittery but excited abt MBA after tat. one regret I ll definitely have is not having told a proper bye to my IBS Hyd frds... sorry abt tat guys.. I truly apologise.. and now another phase of my life IBS Mumbai has come to an end and teh farewells told.. In this process so many frdships ve been lost.. n so many given up.. so many taken away.. but through it all I cant feel any more luckier.. I found good frds everywhere i went.. thanks god!! at each stage of life there ve been people to laugh n cry with.. thanks a tonne!! I hope all u guys stay my frds even when I am 80 or 90 :)and for every b bye I ve had to tell against me wanting to.. I still miss u guys.. and I am so happy for the way each of ur lives has turned out.. u guys ve all reached great heights.. n all of u deserve it.. keep in touch ppl!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868879530162613707-2041703015764460145?l=thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/2041703015764460145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-ve-actually-been-lucky.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/2041703015764460145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/2041703015764460145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-ve-actually-been-lucky.html' title='I ve actually been lucky!!!'/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868879530162613707.post-7955757122544452912</id><published>2010-02-04T19:27:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-04T19:42:06.122+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life is indeed a movie.. and a good one at tat!!!</title><content type='html'>I was watching a movie today.. when the truth in the statement "life is a movie" sunk in.. its just that in a movie we know when the end comes.. so we know when to get up from our seats.. and we know when all the details of the movie fall in place.. whereas in life.. we just don't know when the climax comes.. that's why it feels like life s not as good a fairy tale as a movie.. but in reality things do fall in place and that's what makes life beautiful.. its up to us to have faith in life and have the guts to continue watching this movie.. and enjoy it as much no matter if its horror or romance or comedy or family drama.. cos hey things do fall in place when the script demands:-) so three cheers to life.. God bless!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868879530162613707-7955757122544452912?l=thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/7955757122544452912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/02/life-is-indeed-movie-and-good-one-at.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/7955757122544452912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/7955757122544452912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/02/life-is-indeed-movie-and-good-one-at.html' title='Life is indeed a movie.. and a good one at tat!!!'/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868879530162613707.post-6207501118042929735</id><published>2010-01-30T22:53:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-31T16:13:22.736+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Friends for life!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Friends bring a stability in your life don't they?? I met up with two of my friends today.. and had the awesomest time with them.. it was a perfect example of the now cliche statement "jus like old times!" the good old times!!! Having friends who ve seen u thru the ups and downs of life is so important.. they bring about an element of constancy in your life.. they make u feel like nothing has changed even if everything around u has toppled down.. Its essential to keep in touch with your old freinds best expressed by a statement in the song wear sunscreen "Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young" right?? they ve seen us in our dumber days.. they ve been with us in our stupid decisions and they ve seen us regret it and somehow always made everything seem ok by the very fact that even after everything they ve seen, they re gonna give u a call and ask watsup! .. they ve been the anchor who ve not changed when your reaching the pinnacles of successful and they re the lifeboat who ve kept you afloat when your pretty sure ur drowning to the bottoms of the pacific.. the comfort level that grows with time has no substitute whatsoever.. thats y it seems totally ok to tell ur childhood Friend the silliest things and call it conversation, but u ll find it so insignificantly silly to be even stated in front of anyone else.. All this also translates to another important but oft overlooked fact..To be a good friend.. u do reap the fruits of the seeds u sow.. friendship in all its complexity.. or rather any relationship for that matter grows out of a foundation of realizing that the other person deserves as much respect, love, affection and jus "being there" as you think you do if not more.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all this I take this chance to tell all my "frds for life" that I love you all crazy and even if at any point you've had to give calling me at your low point a second thought I just want to say I will strive harder to be a better friend cos you guys deserve the best.. cos you guys have made my life be based on a strong foundation and you guys have always been there!!!! THANKS GUYS!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868879530162613707-6207501118042929735?l=thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/6207501118042929735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/01/friends-for-life.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/6207501118042929735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/6207501118042929735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/01/friends-for-life.html' title='Friends for life!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868879530162613707.post-1340754509510738368</id><published>2010-01-13T19:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-13T20:21:53.552+05:30</updated><title type='text'>2010 here i come :-)</title><content type='html'>People in general are so caught up with their pasts!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; it true?? people LOVE talking about the past.. about how awesome things were before.. first n foremost the main reason for it is the simple fact that we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; lived our past.. we know how things turn out.. be it good or bad but we know for sure as to what happened!!! unlike the present where the future s still a doubt.. and the other reason i can think of is that once a person realizes that times &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; changed and as a result they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; changed its so difficult to accept that.. so there's this preference for the past themselves!! again &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; it true?? the past u somehow always seems to be more responsible.. more sincere towards work.. n better!! but when u actually think about it.. nothing much would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; changed.. time s as good as it gets.. u r getting better with every passing moment.. and trust me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; life is too.. everything indeed happens for something better to come along.. and in the end.. think about it.. if u spend as much time thinking about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; future as u do basking in the glory of the past u can as well make a better future.. well.. this is my take on it.. but at any case.. like it or not.. god indeed gives u the present for a good future!! deal with it!!!! HAPPY NEW YEAR TO U GUYS!!!! wish u all an awesome year ahead and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;awesomer&lt;/span&gt; years ahead:-) The new year s always an essential occassion to blog.. n noone understands it better than deeps!!! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868879530162613707-1340754509510738368?l=thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/1340754509510738368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-here-i-come.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/1340754509510738368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/1340754509510738368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-here-i-come.html' title='2010 here i come :-)'/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868879530162613707.post-1495431461740827598</id><published>2009-10-06T19:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-06T21:18:32.497+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Joy's un-Joyous occasion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This blog is dedicated to my friends dead laptop.. to pay homage to what was once his best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;frd&lt;/span&gt; : though for a very short time of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jus&lt;/span&gt; about a year.. the very first time he saw it.. oh wait a minute!! for all the emotional and psychological stress he s gone through I really think I should just personify the Laptop so we ll talk about "HER" , she was someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; but he knew in the heart of hearts that he somehow had to conquer all the odds to have her.. to just hold her in his hand.. to just place her in his lap.. i mean the laptop :-) he did conquer all the odds.. he brainwashed his friend and he was successful in becoming the wedge that separated the laptop from his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;frd&lt;/span&gt;.. that is how they found each other.. Joy and the Laptop.. He got her.. and to make this piece more comprehensive lets do the monetary statistics alongside.. because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; the highlight of the whole "love story" so he got it for 26K after selling his previous laptop at 8k..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the problems started.. it was first the motherboard.. for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ard&lt;/span&gt; 11K but hey for the returns he thought he ll get outta it he found it worth the investment.. so now the debit sides at 29k.. then it was the battery.. and the constant problems he had with it.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;jus&lt;/span&gt; around a month ago he got a new battery for 5 k..now the expense is at 34k.. and then the "CRASH" happened.. now she s nothing but a few pieces of electronic devices put together without an output.. and its value now?? PRICELESS :-) :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Joy for all the trouble you went through.. both financially and psychologically.. the world just had to know it, thus this blog.. Joy we join you in bidding farewell to her.. with the deepest regret we see her soul depart.. Adieu Joys Laptop.. We wont forget you and obviously Joy wont forget or as a matter of fact.. forgive you:-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868879530162613707-1495431461740827598?l=thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/1495431461740827598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2009/10/joys-un-joyous-occasion.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/1495431461740827598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/1495431461740827598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2009/10/joys-un-joyous-occasion.html' title='Joy&apos;s un-Joyous occasion'/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868879530162613707.post-7038469414904693139</id><published>2009-08-29T10:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-29T11:08:31.591+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Why go "Go G I Joe" ???</title><content type='html'>I had assumed I am bidding farewell to my stint at blogging.. but then I stil had some worhtless thoughts which simply had to be put in paper.. so that firstly I gauge my intensity towards it and secondly cos hey!! the topic is worth it!! &lt;div&gt;Yesterday I watched G I Joe.. one hell of a movie with all its action n the special effects.. totally worth watching.. but i couldnt help but appreciate the US s smartness in its toys too!! Jus imagine.. It gives its kids toys.. and what are the toys? the Almighty army men.. and what are the implied features of these tiny soldiers? that they are the best armymen in teh world.. one hell of a smart move.. the kids are brought up with this thought.. they re inspired by their own army men.. and its natural for them to start wanting to be one too.. and the best part is all thanks to their marketing, kids all over play and worship the G I Joes.. translates to: kids all over play with the US Soldiers! hatsoff to the US once more.. Its high time we launch an Indian army superhero.. it seems like such a fantastic thing to happen though.. lets just wait n watch:-)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6868879530162613707-7038469414904693139?l=thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/7038469414904693139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-go-go-g-i-joe.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/7038469414904693139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/7038469414904693139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-go-go-g-i-joe.html' title='Why go &quot;Go G I Joe&quot; ???'/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868879530162613707.post-6643005891113240996</id><published>2009-04-21T20:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-22T22:23:04.824+05:30</updated><title type='text'>i jus dont get it..</title><content type='html'>i jus dont get it.. the controversy of teachers being the worst students!! i dont mean the teachers of physics/chemistry/maths etc etc.. i mean the teachers of values.. I ve hardly seen a person whose asked me to be honest when i was a kid not break it even once.. there are always these ''circumstantial" reasons to not be honest.. aint tat funny.. i ve seen people break rules n take risks on the road while asking me to drive slow.. i ve seen people impatiently asking me to be patient.. i ve heard people shout tat i should speak politely.. n asking me to be successful but not letting me tread the path cos its too risky.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868879530162613707-6643005891113240996?l=thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/6643005891113240996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-jus-dont-get-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/6643005891113240996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/6643005891113240996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-jus-dont-get-it.html' title='i jus dont get it..'/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868879530162613707.post-2125815268431254386</id><published>2009-04-04T18:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-04T19:19:46.173+05:30</updated><title type='text'>the comeback blog!!</title><content type='html'>I started blogging cos of the love for writing..then i realised in the world of billions of netusers.. wat difference does anything i write make? but nevertheless I am back.. and this time with the realisation that I really dont mind if anyone doesnt read this.. but i do love to write.. and this way ill aatleast keep in touch with writing.. and the next issue.. choosing a topic.. i never really understood how people can keep writing.. that shows a streak of confidence thats quite admirable.. but that ofcourse doesnt apply for me.. I ve 6 posts on my drafts left off at different stages of incompleteness.. &lt;div&gt;so here I am dear blog.. I ve come back to writing..  So things are going smooth..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT gettting worried abouth things is in my system.. jus cant take it out.. so now I ve found a different reason to worry!! My worry patterns are quite entertaining.. even to myself actually.. cos to put it in simple words.. when things are not fine.. I worry about why they are not.. and when things are fine.. I worry about why they are!! When things are smooth it feels like its boring.. and trust me.. god sooo hears me cos he puts it on to the not fine mode as soon as i make a wish for it!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not kidding at all.. all the things i worry about now or at anytime have all been about things that I ve wished for in the back of my head at some point.. ha... the intricacies of the human thought process.. but again.. if only i had teh comfort of knowing tat this happens to everyone.. Why on earth would anyone bother wishing for more rough patches in their own life though!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My greatest mystery for now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If someone gets even an inch closer to solving this.. plsss let me know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868879530162613707-2125815268431254386?l=thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/2125815268431254386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2009/04/comeback-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/2125815268431254386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/2125815268431254386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2009/04/comeback-blog.html' title='the comeback blog!!'/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868879530162613707.post-4666928553312634995</id><published>2009-01-09T20:51:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-08T14:25:34.014+05:30</updated><title type='text'>why i loved 2008!!</title><content type='html'>2008 was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;goooodd&lt;/span&gt;.. so many exciting things happened... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;jan&lt;/span&gt; was taken over by the results of all those MBA entrances.. satisfactory month. RIVIERA!! one of its kind as an event.. party all along.. and me and my friend did a salad dressing which was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ohh&lt;/span&gt; the best 'cos we did win &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;competition&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;!!! and oh the project we did in our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;engg&lt;/span&gt; how could i forget tat? again a pleasure to have worked for it.Our dear teacher even told she ll &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;send&lt;/span&gt; it to an international journal.. but i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think it ever got anywhere out of her cabin, but still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;atleast&lt;/span&gt; it was a possibility:-) Feb.. oh yeah the interviews.. very interesting again.. was quite a lot of fun meeting new people and giving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; interviews. The month also had one of the most important annual events for me;-) but unfortunately it was not the best cos of some circumstantial reasons.. but what the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;nech&lt;/span&gt;.. was a lovely month again.. &lt;div&gt;March.. went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Mumbai&lt;/span&gt; after 8 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;looong&lt;/span&gt; years and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ohhh&lt;/span&gt; how i love the city!! People who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; got there have all got there to make it big.. high on aspirations and high on energy.. Especially after being in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;chennai&lt;/span&gt; for 4 yrs, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;vellore&lt;/span&gt; for the other 4 yrs of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; 8.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; energy of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Mumbai&lt;/span&gt; is so obviously visible..March went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;whizzz&lt;/span&gt;.. loads of activities.. and realisation struck tat we all will be leaving college in two months.. and reacted to this realisation by having more fun than ever.. i ll definitely declare that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;engg&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; max fun time of my life!!! The roommates were THE best.. and since all of us believed in doing anything for the love of it.. and sincerely meant it.. we had fun in anything and everything we did.. Miss my roommates like hell.. not cos i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; not met anyone like them but cos the level of comfort we shared after 4 yrs is unbeatable..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Aoril&lt;/span&gt;.. Realisation hit super hard that we were parting.. and so we did more partying.. happy comfortable days.. perfectly in the comfort zone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May.. Finished all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; formalities an left college.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;VIT&lt;/span&gt; is one hell of a place.. would recommend it to anyone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June.. out of my comfort zone.. in a new place. new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt;.. and missing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;frds&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;spl&lt;/span&gt; people.. wow.. those were definitely one of the best lessons of my life.. evolved to be a better person.. and definitely to a more understanding person.. how much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;ever i&lt;/span&gt; tried.. the idea of it still being new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;jus&lt;/span&gt; dint fade away.. missed every inch of my comfort zone.. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; never been a missing my family person.. but i think i missed it for the first time.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June, July Aug and Sept.. all went in a flash.. was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; busy with something or the other all th&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; time.. loved every minute of it though.. to be busy.. best part about it is that you know your task at hand and its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;upto&lt;/span&gt; you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; how you get the work done... love being busy more than anything. especially &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; feeling of completion tat follows finishing a task.. how i am loving my course.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt; started and its over.. second &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt; started and dd some hopeless partying.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;loadsa&lt;/span&gt; firsts in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; second &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt; which are best left censored..:-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the whole the second half of my year was my time of experiences and lessons.. and meeting some of the greatest people.. and meeting some of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; cheapest people.. but at the end of it.. every person gave me something to learn about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; learn from.. thanks to them all!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 2008 was happy, a learning experience.. and DEFINITELY my year of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;lotta&lt;/span&gt; firsts.. and seconds and thirds.. and do i have any regrets in 2008??  nope NONE at all.. every experience especially the bad ones seem to belong exactly there... the bad ones made me realise how awesome &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; good ones are.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a year.. LOVELY, FUN and EXPERIENCE.. 2008 you rocked!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6868879530162613707-4666928553312634995?l=thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/4666928553312634995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-i-loved-2008.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/4666928553312634995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/4666928553312634995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-i-loved-2008.html' title='why i loved 2008!!'/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868879530162613707.post-3381854633635411906</id><published>2008-12-27T09:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-27T10:14:32.461+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Another war?????????:-(((((</title><content type='html'>I just read an article about both the Indian and Pakistani Army forces stepping up the border action.. and all i could think of was NOOOOO not another war!!! I am more than jus proud to be an Indian, and i know for sure that India will win the war AGAIN if Pak chooses to go offensive. According to the aforementioned article - "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Pakistan has stepped up its war moves by cancelling all military leave, sharply increasing deployment of its troops along the border adjoining Punjab and Jammu, and building new bunkers along the border near Barmer, Jaisalmer and Ganganagar.&lt;/span&gt;" If there s a war and if it is inevitable, I hope India chooses to go first.. If our Brave Army has to let its life down let it be to scare the attackers and not jus in defending our country. I believe in Non-Violence but all these bomb blasts have made me loose my conviction on it.. Is it still right on our parts to jus do nothing and sit quietly? and more importantly is it really right on our parts tat the whole country takes more notice of the happenings only when &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUMBAI&lt;/span&gt; faces teh attack, the ones in our parliament needed a louder alarm clock than the bomb blasts, whereas the point to be noted is if they had woken up for the distant sound of 9 bombs in Bangalore the other places wouldnt even ve got to the plight they did. I agree I do not expect an MP to go stand at every police station, and every airport or rather every waterway too.. but the actions taken after the Mumbai attack is manifold when compared to what was done after Bangalore. It has to be realised that there s never a greater level of tragedy. If any event has caused teh life of even one of the public it is the worst level of tragedy. But still there are the lower level security who really dont check, esp the ones in the malls, the theatres etc where the need for security is greater than anywhere else. They re busy chatting, not even looking deep enouhg to see whats below the first level. It is jus asked "What is in it?" and they don't even bother listening to the answer. Even if someone says "There s a time bomb" it wont make a difference to them because they ve not heard it in the first place.&lt;div&gt;Million such instances can be stated. Oh dear god!! Pls spare my country out of all this vengence, we are busy attacking each other in terms of caste, or offlate the distinction of mumbaikar/non-mumbaikar. We have enough people to deal with within the country. Pls spare us another war.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sure there are a million other people who share my opinion, some have voiced it and some have not, but the feeling is the same. It hurts each one of us to see our harmless country being taken for a ride by anyone.If there is a war I salute the army, but I also hope that if our country comes to know for sure that there is a war going to happen, it should attack atleast a day before what our ill wishers plan for.oh how simple I make it sound.. if only it really can happen!! I want our army to offend and not just defend. JAI HIND.&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/6868879530162613707-3381854633635411906?l=thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/3381854633635411906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-war.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/3381854633635411906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/3381854633635411906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-war.html' title='Another war?????????:-((((('/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868879530162613707.post-2100936404856629839</id><published>2008-11-22T18:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-22T22:21:10.456+05:30</updated><title type='text'>i jus dont get it..</title><content type='html'>I just dont get it.. when i had everything i wanted nothing.. and when i have nothing i want something.. and when i have somethng i want the other things.. awkward awkward awkward.. I ve not in general heard a single person who doesnt complain about things.. i dont belong to the complain category.. or rather the verbally loud complain category.. but still i ve come to the conclusion that its impossible to stay happy.. ok u may get happy sometime.. but how does a person STAY happy? best way out according to  me is not wanting to stay happy.. howzat?&lt;div&gt;if the need for being happy makes me unhappy where s the purpose in it? isn't it best not even to want to be happy!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868879530162613707-2100936404856629839?l=thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/2100936404856629839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-jus-dont-get-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/2100936404856629839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/2100936404856629839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-jus-dont-get-it.html' title='i jus dont get it..'/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6868879530162613707.post-6429432187703922589</id><published>2008-10-10T20:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-10T20:40:27.112+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The world might be coming to an end..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;color:black;"&gt;It all started when my frd Deeps sent me a small little article.. rather a coupla lines about Dec 21 2012.. the supposed date when the world comes to an end.. i read it.. laughed at it and forgot about it.. until one day when i was feeling more jobless than usual and jus ran a google search on it.. and WHOA was i in for a complete shock.. theres a website deicated to it and google returned atleast a 100,000 results.. Nostradamus(dont mind the spelling) has predicted it.. einstien has thought about it.. theres a Mayan prophecy on it and the list of predictions and prophecies about this date goes on.. This date is supposed to be when the world comes to an end.. First I was curious beyond words.. then i realised that I totally didnt want to know about it.. It gives a creepy ultimatum to things.. it might not be true.. but that doesnt make it any less creepy.. Imagine there being jus 4 yrs of your life.. the things you wanted to do and had thought of undoing.. the conversations that have to be completed.. and beyond all not being with the people i love.. ouch that hurt.. somehow.. ultimatums make things more valuable.. then came the BIG question.. so do i want to believe it?? i know i know.. it all sounds like i had nothing better to do than to sit and think abt all this.. well that is partially true.. 'partial' cos i was sitting in front of the tv and thinking all of this:-) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9.0pt;color:black;"&gt;But honestly.. isnt this a rather queer thing to come to terms with.. but it does put things in a new light rt? i definitely will count my blessings now.. and will most definitely value things better.. but on the other hand.. lets see how long this effect lasts.. in any case i am used to being not threatened abt my life and i am sure i will slowly forget that i d even read an article like this.. or atleast till dec 21 2012.. well.. lets see wat happens then:-)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6868879530162613707-6429432187703922589?l=thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/feeds/6429432187703922589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2008/10/world-might-be-coming-to-end.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/6429432187703922589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6868879530162613707/posts/default/6429432187703922589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinktank-kavi.blogspot.com/2008/10/world-might-be-coming-to-end.html' title='The world might be coming to an end..'/><author><name>Kavi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11655955625059650251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cfoECt3S9aA/S2UbvNKpg6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/kdiBvJwA9GY/S220/kk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
