<?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-21481676</id><updated>2011-12-15T08:15:27.454+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Lord of the Blogs</title><subtitle type='html'>A collection of some thoughts... sometimes when i feel like writing, sometimes when i have no other work, sometimes for its joy, sometimes when i dream..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06568693764860822920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21481676.post-8218726668732068798</id><published>2008-11-21T22:27:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-21T22:27:28.593+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Requiem of a unknown feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Long ago writing was something that I cherished and made a point to maintain even when i will be in a B school. The resolution didn't even stood the first wave of trim papers. and suddenly the passion become time pass and was washed away by flooding of new priorities. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I read often that naxalism is the biggest internal threat that our country is facing. So while reading about it and salwa judam, i came to know about the atrocities governments have done to the tribals. across whole world, children are getting taller than their parents due to increased nutrition but tribal children are actually getting shorter. We take pride in our constitution whose pillar stands on the statement that the government is of the people, for the people, by the people. But do the original inhabitants of the nature since thousands of years not even are eligible to have a single right to be human. where is right to education, right to equality, right to speak. above all, where is right to live.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; Last week, in the lecture of managing across cultures, we were supposed to present about our own personal culture. We used to tease Sanjog about being a tribal as he is from orissa. He showed what being a tribal means to a innocent child. and what it means to see a hungry tribal trying to eat stones. Believe me, it is the saddest feeling on earth..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That day, it felt as if something choked inside. The way we all walked out after class as if nothing great happened, it feels as if we lost the right to call ourselves humans or the definition of humanity suddenly changed in my perception.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I usually say to Sapna that i dont like Mumbai. and maybe the reason is that it feels as if i am not in India. The amount of prosperity and standard of living that is witnessed here is unparalleled across country. You can easily come here, get blinded by it and start living as if this is how our country is. A beggar near a road side shop is also seen having a vada pao after begging for an hour or two.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Only when i go outside i witness my country that i can call as actual India. Whether its festival time when i see a young man trying to hang on gate of a general coach and getting hurt just because he does not have money to pay for the reservation. or a NGO serving rice to village children which is surely their only meal of the day.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Maybe it is because we all lack time. Time to observe, time to feel and maybe time to spend. Otherwise why does it needs to be reminded when once sitting in coffee day in Jodhpur with friends, I looked at a silent young man and could tell definitely that he has not eaten anything in last couple of days. that too by just looking at the expression in his eyes. The lost of touch with ground reality has resulted in me being something that i can only call as insensitive.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have seen many people and i never wanted to become like them. Like the rich businessman who will haggle over the wage of a daily labourer but will not hesitate to give lakhs of rupees to stand in front row of a temple. Like a man who makes a poor lady toil whole day at work just for a bowl of rice for her family.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21481676-8218726668732068798?l=atulonweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/feeds/8218726668732068798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2008/11/requiem-of-unknown-feeling.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/8218726668732068798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/8218726668732068798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2008/11/requiem-of-unknown-feeling.html' title='Requiem of a unknown feeling'/><author><name>Atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06568693764860822920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21481676.post-6377678482688453231</id><published>2008-02-28T02:14:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-28T02:14:34.852+05:30</updated><title type='text'>seeking my dreams personified</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Its late night.. i am as usual awake. but neither i am watching prison break, nor some movie. I usually make fun of ppl who r looking lost by saying that they r gone into introspection. What i am doing now may be exactly that. The usual things are occupying my mind too. The way life has taken turns, the manner in which things change. the ways i try to cope up. the miserable failures of trying to put things into perspective. The never ending efforts to again strike a balance. The repeated tries to control my natural behavior after realization that things work in a different way in the world now. but still making the same mistakes. and still not be able to accept them as mistakes. they are mistakes only when it puts you in the situation of helplessness.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;How amazing is the way people see the same things from such drastically different perspectives. and in order to stop it being a losing proposition for you, you have to change your ground. The least you should ask is a level playing field. equal chances to call the shots. equal claim on the right to make decisions that affect you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nobody knows what lies in store for them in future. but the way you explore the possibilities, the tries to control it are something that makes it such an interesting journey. you may be fortunate enough to have someone who is there on the expedition. otherwise there is always a joy of discovery and a hope of finding someone for whom the aim of reaching the goal is surpassed by the plain delight of just walking together.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21481676-6377678482688453231?l=atulonweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/feeds/6377678482688453231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2008/02/seeking-my-dreams-personified.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/6377678482688453231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/6377678482688453231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2008/02/seeking-my-dreams-personified.html' title='seeking my dreams personified'/><author><name>Atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06568693764860822920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21481676.post-2580342665574732263</id><published>2008-01-17T22:09:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-17T22:16:35.064+05:30</updated><title type='text'>First 6 months..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I have uploaded some of my memorable moments at college here..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;have a look.. enjoy.. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;table style="width: 194px"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="background: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; height: 194px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/mathur.atul/CollegeMoments"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh6.google.com/mathur.atul/RrYOsp4-sOE/AAAAAAAAAjA/mVZaw8pz3Gg/s160-c/CollegeMoments.jpg" width="160"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-size: 11px; font-family: arial,sans-serif; text-align: center"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: #4d4d4d; text-decoration: none" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/mathur.atul/CollegeMoments"&gt;College Moments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21481676-2580342665574732263?l=atulonweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/feeds/2580342665574732263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-6-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/2580342665574732263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/2580342665574732263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-6-months.html' title='First 6 months..'/><author><name>Atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06568693764860822920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21481676.post-9023552274717496547</id><published>2008-01-16T23:48:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-16T23:48:02.624+05:30</updated><title type='text'>exams exams go away..come again another day :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My second trimester is about to end. I am going through a phase called exams where you tend to do do just three things.. sleep, chill out and study.. for me also its the same .. in decreasing order..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The college has played a role of true university and managed to put up a schedule of 14 days for 10 exams. I am half way through but the feeling of discord and detachment is creeping in. i was happy when the exams started. it has my favorite subjects like macroeconomics, stats etc. but now since last two days, i had marketing and strategic management. There was nothing where we have to put our brains to work. We studied nothing yet managed to fill a healthy amount of extra sheets. ;-)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today i was delivering huge amount of gas on strategic planning and suddenly i stopped. i lost all steam and started thinking about the reason why i am forcing myself to do this. Am i not capable to make a better utilization of my time and not force myself to write this crap which i am skeptical anyone will ever read properly. Isn't there a way out? Do i always have to work under a system? I got the exact feeling what everybody who suddenly chucks college and starts on their own gets. If this is what these people think will make be a better businessman than there is seriously something wrong. If this is what it takes to get a good CGPA and ensure better placements than i don't want it. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But if this is what i don't want then why did i continued writing mindless crap till the last minute and showed my disregard by just tearing apart the question paper in pieces(which i rarely do). Maybe in a hope to see more relevant learning in future. Tomorrow is the paper of leadership and organization. I know the story is gonna repeat itself. I am also not a bit interested in learning languages that follows. But maybe the last paper of corporate finance is something that keeps me going. Hope of a time when i will come and start studying not due to compulsion but because of genuine interest.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21481676-9023552274717496547?l=atulonweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/feeds/9023552274717496547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2008/01/exams-exams-go-awaycome-again-another.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/9023552274717496547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/9023552274717496547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2008/01/exams-exams-go-awaycome-again-another.html' title='exams exams go away..come again another day :)'/><author><name>Atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06568693764860822920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21481676.post-6210800643667100160</id><published>2008-01-16T11:34:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-16T11:34:09.631+05:30</updated><title type='text'>transitions in life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Today i was searching my laptop for something and i encountered this old post which i never published.. its also a continuation of sentences i wrote over a period of time. i think its high time I close it and start writing a new one.Here it goes-&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; I am sitting in a class and trying not to get disturbed by a presentation being given by my classmates on Human resource practices. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Its been almost three months since I have been here and I don't know how time has passed. Everything is so different that it takes time to digest that I am here, into a B school, totally engrossed in it. My life revolves around a small building known as NMIMS university.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Wrote a blog post but it got lost before I was able to publish it as I upgraded my windows live writer software. after that didn't got the inclination to write one again. have left all the previous daily chores. no pagalguy, no blogging, no technology know how. what's there now is totally different. sometimes it seems all gas, sometimes something i always wanted to learn.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;the best part is that i am again in college. a college people know, a college name that generates respect among people from industry.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And i lost it again. its been a month since i wrote the previous paragraph and then comes the exam. got free from them and went to bangalore with hopes to enjoy the break and what happened was totally reverse. got there and my family was ready to make me slog for preparation for my summer placements. bam!! there goes all my plans..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Came back and experienced the most busy week of my life till now. was busy in summer placements as student coordinator. was on my feet for whole day running around in formals(with tie). no food, no rest, no comfort for whole day. but the end result was good.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I experienced how does it feels when there are 28 people behind you backing in all your actions blindly. Agreeing to all what you say, and appreciating all your efforts. Unity, its a great feeling. all the discrimination that we face has brought all of us together. we trust each other and stand by each other. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am happy to have such a great classmates. and now the euphoria has gone down. there are companies coming to campus and 6 people have got placed and i was the first guy to got placed. Got in VSNL. its Mumbai for me again even for summers. i think the more i try to run away from this city, the more she binds me with her.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21481676-6210800643667100160?l=atulonweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/feeds/6210800643667100160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2008/01/transitions-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/6210800643667100160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/6210800643667100160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2008/01/transitions-in-life.html' title='transitions in life'/><author><name>Atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06568693764860822920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21481676.post-8537554947128169855</id><published>2007-06-28T20:47:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-28T20:47:24.379+05:30</updated><title type='text'>am i busy?? i dont think so..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;its been 3 weeks since i have come to college but still i havnt posted..i dont know what stopped me from doing so.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;was it new environment, things to adjust or was it a totally new lifestyle i am still trying to adept to.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;the course will commence next week so today i have ample time with me. I have got my own laptop and even installed a blogging software so as to avoid complain about availability of net conn.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;hope to write a big post soon. will keep you updated..:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21481676-8537554947128169855?l=atulonweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/feeds/8537554947128169855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2007/06/am-i-busy-i-dont-think-so.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/8537554947128169855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/8537554947128169855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2007/06/am-i-busy-i-dont-think-so.html' title='am i busy?? i dont think so..'/><author><name>Atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06568693764860822920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21481676.post-9102129694155524979</id><published>2007-04-13T09:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-13T10:19:25.394+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mission MBA taking off!!!</title><content type='html'>After 4 years of preparations, desperate studies, half hearted measures and loads of form filling, finally I got a result page showing the word "Congratulation!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got selected in NMIMS for their 2 year MBA program. All thanks to my not so good ranking, core MBA seems a bit far and i have taken "Retail Management" as my specialization. Everybody is saying that Retail is "The" field. its where the growth is and retail boom is what going to be next in India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after eating and breathing IT for 7 years, i am going for Retail. Marketing field, here i come..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave my resignation in the office. People were a bit surprised but most of them expressed happiness over my decision. After all, i am not goign to join another IT company, i am going for my higher studies. I really appreciate what this organization has given me in last 30 months. Self-confidence, financial freedom, excellent friends  to name a few. Hey, i love my company..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the joy abated a bit, i realized that completing my MBA will require me to move to Mumbai for 2 years. I will have to leave my laid back lifestyle that i have acquired in last 3 years at Schneider electric. will have to hunt for accommodation in the posh colonies and start studies again; a habit i have left behind years before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all , i am hoping it to be a very good experience. I don't know where will i land after 2 years. but it seems promising and i am going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have read somewhere:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;In life don't worry if you don't know,&lt;br /&gt;it's like a dance,you learn as u go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21481676-9102129694155524979?l=atulonweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/feeds/9102129694155524979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2007/04/mission-mba-taking-off.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/9102129694155524979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/9102129694155524979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2007/04/mission-mba-taking-off.html' title='Mission MBA taking off!!!'/><author><name>Atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06568693764860822920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21481676.post-4196553688654251069</id><published>2007-03-21T12:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-21T12:27:08.676+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The wait begin again...</title><content type='html'>After a long wait finally the results of NMIMS are out. Mine is not upto the expectations but i will term it as not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the low rank of 506, i will have to wait till april 4th or more to know my fate. Maybe i will end up taking a MBA- retail management course or who knows .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since some time back, life seems to be standing still. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same routine everyday. Nothing great to do at office. Loads of confusion regarding what i really want to do in my life followed by a bit of frustration about why on earth i am not able to pin down it even after been working since last 30 months.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between all these chores, suddenly i realize that this step means i have to go to a totally new city, new lifestyle, new routine, new friends..... aah what did i say? new friends. so the painful experience has already begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the process to get separated from friends and start altogether making new ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then sometimes bumping into each other and realizing that so many things have changed and also that somethings never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That reminds me of a quote from star wars:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"On many long journeys have I gone. And waited, too, for others to return from journeys of their own. Some return; some are broken; some come back so different only their names remain." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall the journey begun....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21481676-4196553688654251069?l=atulonweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/feeds/4196553688654251069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2007/03/wait-begin-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/4196553688654251069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/4196553688654251069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2007/03/wait-begin-again.html' title='The wait begin again...'/><author><name>Atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06568693764860822920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21481676.post-7531454516605063655</id><published>2007-03-09T10:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-09T14:28:08.639+05:30</updated><title type='text'>back from holidays...</title><content type='html'>I am back after a 10 days break. went home there for holi. basically i havnt gone to my place since 6 months and i thought its high time to go before my parents start forgetting my face..;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels great to go to a place which you have left 8 years back and whenever you go there you feel that its the same. Nothing has changed. same people, same ambiance, same feeling. At that time you pray to god that this place should not change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were a part of it. Then you leave the place and life changes you in and out. and someday you go there again and see that that place and these childhood friends are the only evidence left of the person you were. the person you are still now but sometimes hidden from even yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the feeling of sitting on the roof top looking at the setting sun over the mountains. that was my last day at home.&lt;br /&gt;next day i was in Jaipur. there were the same layouts, same wide roads but something has changed sharply. Now you don't get the feeling of belongingness. Maybe it was due to my only connection with that city. friends and college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have passed from the college and my friends have left the city and are now busy in their own life and careers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while walking on the streets of jaipur on the way to airport, there was only one song in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bas yaaden yaaden yaaden reh jaati hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuch chhoti chhoti baate reh jaati hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dekho yaadon ka mausam chala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bhoolta hi nahi dil mera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purani jeans aur guitar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;college ke wo din aur mere yaar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21481676-7531454516605063655?l=atulonweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/feeds/7531454516605063655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2007/03/back-from-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/7531454516605063655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/7531454516605063655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2007/03/back-from-holidays.html' title='back from holidays...'/><author><name>Atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06568693764860822920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21481676.post-1071134727792665896</id><published>2007-02-24T14:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-24T14:28:56.441+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The lone call - NMIMS interview</title><content type='html'>Continuing the glorious trend since last four years, i studied a bit, filled loads of forms and eventually screwed up all badly except one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now again i was left with a lone call for GD/PI from NMIMS, Mumbai. Has my interview date on 21 feb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tool a leave from office and reached there 1 hour early. The previous batch had overshoot the time limit so had approximately 2 hours to kill.&lt;br /&gt;Met some known people and was happy with the prospect of them being in my group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were made to sit in a room with fewer number of chairs than the no. of students. Got my docs checked and saw the ppl who will be in my GD group.&lt;br /&gt;We were taken for GD in a room where we were made to sit on two rows of chairs facing each other making sure that nobody is able to see more than half of the faces.&lt;br /&gt;My no. was 1 so had to sit on edge of chair just to make me feel a part of the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The topic chosen was -&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The ethics and values of Indian society are degrading&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mods gave 2 mins to prepare but a despo started in 30 seconds. Mods interrupted him and he stopped .determined to start again. After the go ahead, within fraction of seconds he started upon the topic in a  totally uninteresting manner determined to hog the maximum airtime and dint stopped despite 2 interventions.&lt;br /&gt;now 2 other guys chip in. they had some kind of pre GD agreement. both spoke one after another and looked at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after some time it became a fish market and ppl were speaking just for the sake of getting airtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I intervened and gave a couple of points. Then gave up and spend the rest of time managing the GD and trying to give all the ppl a chance to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the horrific 20 mins got over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;interview&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was not in a great mood and was the first one to be interviewed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panel: a young prof and a lady prof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady was busy all my interview in reading my application form and my biographical sketch. don't know what was keeping her attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prof- Hello Atul, tell me something about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me- Started with acads, then work ex then personal..lot of gyan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prof - you r doing extremely well in your job, why not continue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me- more gyan...cross functional knowledge, growth blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prof - how do you see yourself 5 years from now?&lt;br /&gt;me- hard crammed answer- bang on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prof- what all books do u read?&lt;br /&gt;me- surely you are joking mr. Feynman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prof- what is it about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me - a view about world from the eye of a nuclear physicist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prof-ok..and?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me- LOTR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prof- fiction??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me- yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prof- no expressions. ...ok..what do you want to specialize in??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me- i have kept my options open. will decide later after gaining more knowledge. at present, it may be info. mgt. or IT consultancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prof- ok Atul..thanks you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me- thank you sir..thank you ma'am...(please raise your head and look at me )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both- Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 100% out of the book interview. same standard questions. same crammed answers with a tang of confidence. no idea abut what will happen next.will know it on 10 march.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling totally free now and not in a mood to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason- going home on Monday for a 2 week holiday. will not say well deserved but heck..who cares..:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21481676-1071134727792665896?l=atulonweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/feeds/1071134727792665896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2007/02/lone-call-nmims-interview.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/1071134727792665896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/1071134727792665896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2007/02/lone-call-nmims-interview.html' title='The lone call - NMIMS interview'/><author><name>Atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06568693764860822920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21481676.post-5608884040044306231</id><published>2007-02-15T13:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-15T13:27:39.091+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Quote day!!</title><content type='html'>Today i was browsing through my old files and i came across some quotes that i once collected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am putting some of the best ones here.You are welcome to add more.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Never start with diffidence.Always start with confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "Those who wish to sing always find a song." Swedish proverb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Accept that some days you are the pigeon and some days the statue.- Dilbert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If  you fill your heart with regrets of yesterday and the worries of  tomorrow, you have no  today to be thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. justice is a duty towards those whom you love and those whom you do not. And people's rights will not be harmed if the opponent speaks out&lt;br /&gt;about them." - Osama Bin Laden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Being defeated is often a temporary condition, giving up is what makes it permanent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. One who said winning does not matter must have lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A positive attitude may not solve all your problems, but it will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 9. Just when I thought I knew all of Life's answers.........They changed all the questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The whole world steps aside for the man who knows where he is going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When the Titans clash,it's the lesser mortals who bear the brunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The person who takes the vow that he will cause no fear to anyone is the person to whom nothing can cause fear anymore. The person who causes no disquiet to the world is the person who is not perturbed by the world.-Manu Smriti &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Falling in love is so hard on the knees -Aerosmith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And here are my Favorite ones. The ones whom i truly believe in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "There are no mistakes, only experiences. There are no problems, only challenges"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "In the final analysis, it is between you and God; it was never between you and them anyway"-  Mother Teresa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. " Sometimes you must stand alone just to make sure you still can."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and above all...  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"With all its sham ,drudgery and broken dreams,it is still a beautiful world"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21481676-5608884040044306231?l=atulonweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/feeds/5608884040044306231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2007/02/quote-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/5608884040044306231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/5608884040044306231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2007/02/quote-day.html' title='Quote day!!'/><author><name>Atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06568693764860822920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21481676.post-4190470299184964266</id><published>2007-02-14T08:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-14T11:29:02.959+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Its Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>And here comes the dreaded day again..;-) Just remembering the days in college when people used to be so desperate during this day. All the girls seemed to be extra cautious and many boys a bit nervous. and we all waiting for some masala for good chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now look at the present day. Having a lot of friends who are more than my age, i supposed to see most of them either celebrating with their partners. But now it seems a lot like disillusionment. those who are married have more pressing tasks to do. some are complaining that romance has vanished from their life while some are arguing that wedding anniversary is more important. this day is only a hype.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in between all these friends, stands me. questioned by them about the ones i am planning to celebrate and advised by others that i should hurry as well put by one of my mentor(" the left over bolts rarely match with leftover nuts.") Hats off to you sir ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i am standing on roof top of my office with the wind from nearby greenery blowing on my face and i feel proud of the decisions i have made in this context.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering one of my favorite saying..:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Sometimes it is necessary to stand alone...just to make sure that you still can.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21481676-4190470299184964266?l=atulonweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/feeds/4190470299184964266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/4190470299184964266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/4190470299184964266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-valentines-day.html' title='Its Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06568693764860822920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21481676.post-2806181662929813821</id><published>2007-02-04T15:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-04T16:15:40.735+05:30</updated><title type='text'>back to square one</title><content type='html'>Last 6 months have been following a fixed pattern of things.i used to go to office, come back and then start preparing for cat .The weekend follows the same routine except adding one more task of giving a mock test. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the coveat exams and i screwed them up back to back. The results came and i came to know that i am again left with a lone call from NMIMS. A good institute in Mumbai fighting to cut through the list of top ten institutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i am relaxed a bit. The frustration of failures is gradually going down and i am again coming to my self.I have stopped worrying how could i have spend the last 6 months better, how much i could have learned in badminton, how much i have roamed around the country and was the effort worth spending.Now i am planning about how better i can spend the few coming months. Looking forward to going home this 26th and drenching my friends and relatives in innumerable colours. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21481676-2806181662929813821?l=atulonweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/feeds/2806181662929813821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2007/02/back-to-square-one.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/2806181662929813821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/2806181662929813821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2007/02/back-to-square-one.html' title='back to square one'/><author><name>Atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06568693764860822920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21481676.post-4391633624713564726</id><published>2007-01-16T15:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-16T15:39:30.276+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mekedady trekking trip</title><content type='html'>Last sunday i went to Mekedadu for a trekking trip. Out of the 9 nominations, only 6 turned up. Nevertheless we enjoyed a lot. Especially the ride on top of the bus on forest roads was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pics of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;width:194px;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:83%"&gt;&lt;div style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/mathur.atul/TrekkingMekedadu"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.co.uk/image/mathur.atul/RasgQyaOnXE/AAAAAAAAAHM/RcVC_CMHW4U/s160-c/TrekkingMekedadu.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="border:none;padding:0px;margin-top:16px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/mathur.atul/TrekkingMekedadu"&gt;&lt;div style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Trekking@M&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;ekedadu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="color:#808080"&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/21481676-4391633624713564726?l=atulonweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/feeds/4391633624713564726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2007/01/mekedady-trekking-trip.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/4391633624713564726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/4391633624713564726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2007/01/mekedady-trekking-trip.html' title='Mekedady trekking trip'/><author><name>Atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06568693764860822920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21481676.post-4147063024897095034</id><published>2006-12-22T17:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-22T17:36:01.105+05:30</updated><title type='text'>How to turn every event into a juicy sadistic humorous one</title><content type='html'>I had always been a fan of Scott Adams(the author of the famous dilbert comic strip).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a devoid reader of his &lt;a href="http://www.dilbertblog.typepad.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may be knowing at latest asian games, a silver medalist indian athelete has failed the gender test, see how Mr.Scott adams looks at this issue. A sneak peak into the mind of the god of sadistic humour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dilbertblog.typepad.com/the_dilbert_blog/2006/12/failing_a_gende.html"&gt;http://dilbertblog.typepad.com/the_dilbert_blog/2006/12/failing_a_gende.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21481676-4147063024897095034?l=atulonweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/feeds/4147063024897095034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2006/12/how-to-turn-every-event-into-juicy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/4147063024897095034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/4147063024897095034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2006/12/how-to-turn-every-event-into-juicy.html' title='How to turn every event into a juicy sadistic humorous one'/><author><name>Atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06568693764860822920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21481676.post-8145486790444081717</id><published>2006-12-19T12:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-19T12:05:53.747+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Back to blogging</title><content type='html'>Last few months have been quite hectic for me. Went through my fourth attempt for CAT, had project work at office, quant to study at home and loads of test waiting to be taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After few weekends of back to back exams and more and more tormenting papers, i finally find myself back to the same old routine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novels start making a essential part of my daily routine;completed"To kill a mocking bird" in 4 before sleep reading sessions. again started deciding about the configuration of the laptop i plan to buy and yes, again started thinking about resuming the blogging i have left at time i became serious about the upcoming exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try to become more regular now and start posting on more diverse topics...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21481676-8145486790444081717?l=atulonweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/feeds/8145486790444081717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-to-blogging.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/8145486790444081717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/8145486790444081717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-to-blogging.html' title='Back to blogging'/><author><name>Atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06568693764860822920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21481676.post-3829140042514713874</id><published>2006-09-04T10:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-04T11:12:45.758+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Water Rafting@Bheemeshwari</title><content type='html'>Before this saturday, i was in a dilemma whether to go or not to the water rafting trip  that was organized from the adventure club of my office(me being one of its committee members);-)&lt;br /&gt;But after experiencing it, i know that it was worth it. Here are some of the pics that  we had taken(not something great as i didnt bring along my digicam). overall, a nice experience.. needed something like that to compensate for my dismal performance in the sunday's mock..:D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos in pipeline as ppl have forgotten to bring their cameras to office. will upload them in 1-2 days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center; width:194px; font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:83%;"&gt;&lt;div style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/mathur.atul/WaterRaftingBheemeshwari"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/mathur.atul/RPu2r4gTABE/AAAAAAAAACI/wzqg46dwxpA/WaterRaftingBheemeshwari.jpg?crop=1&amp;amp;imgmax=160" width="160" height="160" style="border:none;padding:0px;margin-top:16px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/mathur.atul/WaterRaftingBheemeshwari"&gt;&lt;div style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Water Rafting@bh&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;eemeshwari&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="color:#808080"&gt;Sep 2, 2006 - 8 Photos&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/21481676-3829140042514713874?l=atulonweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/feeds/3829140042514713874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2006/09/water-raftingbheemeshwari.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/3829140042514713874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/3829140042514713874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2006/09/water-raftingbheemeshwari.html' title='Water Rafting@Bheemeshwari'/><author><name>Atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06568693764860822920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21481676.post-1669227686136938526</id><published>2006-08-30T10:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-30T10:54:19.167+05:30</updated><title type='text'>CEO farewell party last month...awsome fun</title><content type='html'>I would like to share with you the photos of the Party we had sa a farewell to our CEO. was awsome fun. Click on the link below:- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center; width:194px; font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:83%;"&gt;&lt;div style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/mathur.atul/CEOFarewellParty"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/mathur.atul/RPUetqlnABE/AAAAAAAAABE/7sjD3Un4sCc/CEOFarewellParty.jpg?crop=1&amp;amp;imgmax=160" width="160" height="160" style="border:none;padding:0px;margin-top:16px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/mathur.atul/CEOFarewellParty"&gt;&lt;div style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;CEO farewell party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="color:#808080"&gt;Jul 7, 2006 - 7 Photos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually its a test of a new functionality by Google known as picasa web album. and you all are Guinea Pigs ;-) (I hope there are more than one of you )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21481676-1669227686136938526?l=atulonweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/feeds/1669227686136938526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2006/08/ceo-farewell-party-last-monthawsome-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/1669227686136938526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/1669227686136938526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2006/08/ceo-farewell-party-last-monthawsome-fun.html' title='CEO farewell party last month...awsome fun'/><author><name>Atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06568693764860822920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21481676.post-115493459408417652</id><published>2006-08-07T12:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-09T11:22:20.603+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The best blog templates available on web</title><content type='html'>Now you all have been to my rejuvenated blog and you all must be wondering about how i have changed the old bland look tothis cool one..  well i am no artist ... and the nearmost i was to creativity was 675 meters..(now dont ask how i reached that figure ;-)) , its all thanks to this guy called caz who makes awsome templates and gives them for others to use. great work!!  you can also get them at &lt;a href="http://bloggertemplatesbycaz.blogspot.com"&gt;CAZ blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice collection of different blog templates to suit your mood.. more links coming soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21481676-115493459408417652?l=atulonweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/feeds/115493459408417652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2006/08/best-blog-templates-available-on-web.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/115493459408417652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/115493459408417652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2006/08/best-blog-templates-available-on-web.html' title='The best blog templates available on web'/><author><name>Atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06568693764860822920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21481676.post-115450782447395886</id><published>2006-08-02T13:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-02T14:07:04.486+05:30</updated><title type='text'>wake up chimes in my ears</title><content type='html'>I created this blog, posted a few things and eventually forgot about it... just when i was even ablout to forget the URL, a news about indian ISP's banning blogspot hit the newsstands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then i realized the value of free expression, the power of freedom and the joy of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i am , writing my first post in months and promising you all(i doubt there are any at this moment of time ;-)) that it will continue. maybe what i will post will not be of much interest to you, some of you may even accuse me of blatant plagiarism but this blog will contain all which interests me or impacts my life. it maybe a good article written by somebody, a beautiful pic i found in my old collection, a fundoo trick i just discovered on net or a mere random thought i had last night, it will be on display to be shared with  the  you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21481676-115450782447395886?l=atulonweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/feeds/115450782447395886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2006/08/wake-up-chimes-in-my-ears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/115450782447395886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/115450782447395886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2006/08/wake-up-chimes-in-my-ears.html' title='wake up chimes in my ears'/><author><name>Atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06568693764860822920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21481676.post-114136408677358713</id><published>2006-03-03T11:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-03T11:04:46.786+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My XIMB interview...</title><content type='html'>So the D-day was over... and it took me 24 hours to come out of hangover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the story runs like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached the centre after driving few extra kilometers.. had no idea why the small stretch of residency road is called kariappa road...finally found the centre..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ten minutes before the start,we were just 3 ppl.... other 4 entered at last moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ppl looked cool....6 boys, 1 girl.(damn...now i know the locus of attraction in GD in advance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no certi cleck, no signature, nothing..&lt;br /&gt;We were seated in a semi circle and the topic was:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is Budget necessary?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost interest in it as there was no controversty...saying budget is unnecessary is like saying planning is crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, it started, and sudddenly, the girl jumped with a bang.."friends, i would like to start the GD. i think its unnecessary...blah blah.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: arrhhhh.....there are thousand better ways to start a GD..why do ppl start just for sake of starting..???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it went on with most of airtime hogged by the tamil girl and a bang boy...i jumped in 4-5 times....but most of the time ppl agreed ,said yes yes thats true and went on to another topic...the discussion got haywierd and i was losing interest...BELL...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasnt satisfied at all with my GD performance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was the first person to be interviewed...GREAT....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was called....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PI:::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from left to right: a shaven headed professor(SHP), Bearded Nice professor(BNP) and Father Ebraham himself(FE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHP: Atul, u didnt said much in GD, want to add some more, dont repeat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sir, i was able to give most of my views in GD like budget is a political as well as economic statement depicting views of government, its agenda,blah blah..(some crap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHP: thats discussed already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:yes sir (Ist goof up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHP: so who presents the budget?&lt;br /&gt;me:finance minister&lt;br /&gt;SHP: and?? hav u heard about railway budget???&lt;br /&gt;me: yes sir, and there r state budget too&lt;br /&gt;SHP: u r from rajasthan, who is fin minister of rajasthan??&lt;br /&gt;me:sorry sir  (boohooo..how am i supposed to know, i am in bangalore since 2 years)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BNP: ok atul, lets come to acads, what is diff between object and class,give example too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:gyan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bnp:ok, now whats inheritence&lt;br /&gt;me:gyan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bnp:ok, tell us about ur work-ex&lt;br /&gt;me: (he he, now comes my area) started super fast, balh, blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;bnp:ok, u hav written that u hav leaded  a team of two..how was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:blah, blah&lt;br /&gt;bnp: ok,so what does schneider electric do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: gyan, market leaders, world presence, more gyan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bmp:ok, dont u feel at disadvantage to work in software section of electromechanical company?&lt;br /&gt;me: no sir, more gyan, cross functional cooperation, diff domain, more knowledge, people interaction, blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bnp:so, whats strenth of ur centre&lt;br /&gt;me:told&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FE:so atul, u hav written in ur resume that u hav worked for NSS, whats the work??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: told about tree plantation, blood donation,. quake relief, driving licence camp etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FE: what was your exact contribution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:told&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHP: so what r the basis of selecting a person for blood donatiuon?&lt;br /&gt;me: weight, haemoglobin count, last donation date, health etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was grilled on exact measures but told them that i dont know specifics (how can i, i am not a doc...i was just standing with them???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FE: so who is director of your college?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:told&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FE: so what all calls do u have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: sir , this is the only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FE: thank you Atul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:thanks sir(to all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 min at all..&lt;br /&gt;everything was over in&lt;br /&gt;45 min.... rushed to office as was having some urgent task pending there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats why was late in posting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Let Hope prevail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21481676-114136408677358713?l=atulonweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/feeds/114136408677358713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-ximb-interview.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/114136408677358713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/114136408677358713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-ximb-interview.html' title='My XIMB interview...'/><author><name>Atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06568693764860822920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21481676.post-114016996924272398</id><published>2006-02-17T14:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-17T15:22:49.283+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Today's hear count so far-- 10 times..</title><content type='html'>Was just sitting in lab and wondering why my script is not working...  okk enough bullshit..was in a friday mood and dint feel like working after a hectic week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly there was a demand of "rang de basanti" songs from a friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i started winamp..(we have dell optiplex comps in our company...fully koaded and runs like silk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last one was a song by lataji(after a long time after LUCKY) and ARRehman..&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lukka chhupi&lt;/span&gt;"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was spellbound by the soulful voice and the lyrics...''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;lukka chhupi bahut hui saamne aa jaana.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;kahan kahan dhoondha tujhe, thak gayee hai teri maa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;aaja saanjh hui mujhe teri fikar,dhoondhla gayee hai meri nazar, aa jaana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;kya bataaon maa kahan hoon mein,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;yahan udne ko mere khoola aasma hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;naya naya sa hai roop yahan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;yahan sab kuch hai maa fir bhi bin tere lage mujhko akela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i know what will be the most frequent song to be played on my comp for weeks for go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its been too long since i had a trip to jodhpur...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21481676-114016996924272398?l=atulonweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/feeds/114016996924272398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2006/02/todays-hear-count-so-far-10-times.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/114016996924272398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/114016996924272398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2006/02/todays-hear-count-so-far-10-times.html' title='Today&apos;s hear count so far-- 10 times..'/><author><name>Atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06568693764860822920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21481676.post-113920966355243181</id><published>2006-02-06T11:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-06T12:37:46.713+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Its a new day, its a new world; lets start with the beating of young hearts</title><content type='html'>Last two weekends are the one i will remember for a long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This friday, just before leaving office, i saw the result and got my first call..XIMB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt great...had a night out at airport(as usual somebody was going)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dint got sleep as had volleyball matches in morning...reached till finals..enjoyed a lot ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Rang de basanti...a good movie....INQALAB ZINDABAD....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops...sorry got carried away..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and comes sunday...the third time luckyBRYAM ADAMS CONCERT night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a day to fulfil the desire cherished since years....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has a great time...2 hours,25 songs and ppl were still asking for more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best was when BA told all fellas to wave their mobile phones ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were some fifteen thousand ppl ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a unimaginable scene of waving of almost five thousand silver candels in rhythm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to have more weekends like this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me on cloud number nine...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21481676-113920966355243181?l=atulonweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/feeds/113920966355243181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-new-day-its-new-world-lets-start.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/113920966355243181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/113920966355243181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-new-day-its-new-world-lets-start.html' title='Its a new day, its a new world; lets start with the beating of young hearts'/><author><name>Atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06568693764860822920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21481676.post-113877497056760306</id><published>2006-02-01T11:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-01T11:52:50.576+05:30</updated><title type='text'>shandows of doubt over belief</title><content type='html'>For a long long time, i was a firm believer of the phrase"what happens happens for good".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have read so many stories and  " amar chitra kathas"  which in turn solidified this belief inme..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I justified all the small small failures which i  faced inlife with this phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look..you dint get good rank in P.E.T...result- u met those great friend in your college..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U dint get selected in CAT in 2004..result- u got such a splendid job. It helped in realizing many things in world which you were totally unaware of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U dint belled it again in 2005..result-- you were presented with a gift ...a dream you have long cherished..a trip to europe...seems like most of the desires in life has been fulfilled in these two years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moreover you got a two year work ex which wil help u in getting a good lateral placement..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agreed with everything..started slogging again..come CAT once again...result...the same ever...comes nmims..lost by 1 mark..all hopes now pinned on XAT..comes the result...it was far below my expectations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cribbed to friends, cribbed on pagalguy and now cribbing here too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still cant find what could be better than not getting selected in any good insti for third year in a row...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even the thought of attempting fourth time seems painful but presently i am lacking options..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated to the core..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21481676-113877497056760306?l=atulonweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/feeds/113877497056760306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2006/01/shandows-of-doubt-over-belief.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/113877497056760306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/113877497056760306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2006/01/shandows-of-doubt-over-belief.html' title='shandows of doubt over belief'/><author><name>Atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06568693764860822920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21481676.post-113818132967952320</id><published>2006-01-25T14:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-25T14:58:49.680+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Back from oblivion</title><content type='html'>I have created this blog site a long time ago..then lost track...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, one of my friend"chhota chatri" forced me to start it again...so if i am starting, lets start afresh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot has happened till then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was busy for months in exams and work....had sarificed on many events and movies...but now i m free again....now have got used to the state of oblivion and started kinda liking it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during last few months, i had been a regular member of pagalguy.com and has lost some sanity too :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had started my lord of the rings again and am planning to finish it this month...a good way to pass time waiting for the results to come....still had some 2 odd weeks to kill....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy republic day in advance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21481676-113818132967952320?l=atulonweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/feeds/113818132967952320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2006/01/back-from-oblivion.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/113818132967952320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/113818132967952320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2006/01/back-from-oblivion.html' title='Back from oblivion'/><author><name>Atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06568693764860822920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21481676.post-113818070055715850</id><published>2006-01-25T14:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-25T14:51:15.730+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The hobbit Song</title><content type='html'>The best song i have read in the book ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The Road goes ever on and on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Down from the door where it began.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Now far ahead the Road has gone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;And I must follow, if I can,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Pursuing it with eager feet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Until it joins some larger way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Where many paths and errands meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;And whither then? I cannot say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;- JRR Tolkein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;reminds me of a poem by robert frost..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk a lonely road&lt;br /&gt;The only road that I've ever known&lt;br /&gt;Don't know where it goes&lt;br /&gt;But it's home to me and I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shadows the only thing.......that walks beside me.....&lt;br /&gt;MY shallow heart's..the only thing thats beating...&lt;br /&gt;Sumtimes i wish sumone out there would find me....&lt;br /&gt;Till then i walk alone.......... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21481676-113818070055715850?l=atulonweb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/feeds/113818070055715850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2006/01/hobbit-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/113818070055715850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21481676/posts/default/113818070055715850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atulonweb.blogspot.com/2006/01/hobbit-song.html' title='The hobbit Song'/><author><name>Atul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06568693764860822920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
