<?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-30384707</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:24:02.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surya's View</title><subtitle type='html'>“I hold a beast, an angel and a madman in me, and my enquiry is as to their working, and my problem is their subjugation and victory, downthrow and upheaval, and my effort is their self-expression.”          Dylan Thomas</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-1360468092901871556</id><published>2011-06-04T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T19:39:08.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to basics,,,india today at 1:20 AM</title><content type='html'>Goons in white have once again demonstrated, how difficult it is to give up what they have earned and hoarded in foreign bank account. Human nature i guess..&lt;br /&gt;it needed someone outsider to shake the packing order, Anna or man in saffron.&lt;br /&gt;What khaki lathi's did today at 1:20 AM is probably like history relived. Are we back to British raj..just the skin color or lathiholders has chyanged. Whites looted us for over 200 years, white kurtas are looting us for over 60 years..anyone who will standup to puncture their moneybags will be dealt with well oiled lathis and tear gas bombs.&lt;br /&gt;Expected but unfortunate scenes/pictures that are being streamed over TV, the guy has positive propoganda.&lt;br /&gt;TOday ashamed to be an Indian, not because we are still less then 2000 US GDP per capita but because we are run are by a handful of thickskinned goons with houses of gold and hearts of coal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not finished yet...waiting for another saffron wave..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-1360468092901871556?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/1360468092901871556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=1360468092901871556' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/1360468092901871556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/1360468092901871556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2011/06/back-to-basicsindia-today-at-120-am.html' title='Back to basics,,,india today at 1:20 AM'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-5354191444425348394</id><published>2009-09-12T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T01:19:08.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I will buy this for my wife!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fVImmk9eeVM/SqtZaP8YS-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/VkZKf9Bt4cs/s1600-h/2004110900910401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380492487315442658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fVImmk9eeVM/SqtZaP8YS-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/VkZKf9Bt4cs/s400/2004110900910401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/30384707-5354191444425348394?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/5354191444425348394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=5354191444425348394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/5354191444425348394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/5354191444425348394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-will-buy-this-for-my-wife.html' title='I will buy this for my wife!'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fVImmk9eeVM/SqtZaP8YS-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/VkZKf9Bt4cs/s72-c/2004110900910401.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-8613122094899771215</id><published>2009-09-12T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T01:11:11.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working on Saturday!</title><content type='html'>This is the first time i in my short working life that i am working on a saturday. (&lt;em&gt; i mean i may not even work on a weekday) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is more by choice then by design do no regrets or anything. But its good to have some feeling of being able to take stress and deliver on the job. &lt;em&gt;( i know this " deliver on the job" is completely perception of others especially your boss)&lt;/em&gt;  but i am more concerned by self satisfaction..and to top it ...i am feeling like i have started learning something abt business...thank god..Finally i am learning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-8613122094899771215?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/8613122094899771215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=8613122094899771215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/8613122094899771215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/8613122094899771215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2009/09/working-on-saturday.html' title='Working on Saturday!'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-6040719897854198807</id><published>2009-09-12T01:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T01:07:22.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Networking</title><content type='html'>Today marks a significant milestone in my Networking pursuit. I have achieved 100 connection in my Linkedin profile. ..:)&lt;br /&gt;Want to thank everybody for being networked.&lt;br /&gt;No body knows what tangible or intangible benefits one may get out of these social or professional networking sites. But it gives me some kind of satisfaction of being known by so many ppl as i know each one of them personally.&lt;br /&gt;I can go back to my connections and remember and contact and ...do lot of things.....Too good !&lt;br /&gt;They are all so special ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-6040719897854198807?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/6040719897854198807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=6040719897854198807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/6040719897854198807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/6040719897854198807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2009/09/networking.html' title='Networking'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-487826851180282160</id><published>2009-09-11T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T02:23:58.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change is the only constant!</title><content type='html'>I am back but with a big change...!&lt;br /&gt;1. I got married....286 days back..:).... its great..its fun&lt;br /&gt;2. I changed job..now i do what i like...strategy&lt;br /&gt;more changes..lets see what comes next..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-487826851180282160?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/487826851180282160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=487826851180282160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/487826851180282160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/487826851180282160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2009/09/change-is-only-constant.html' title='Change is the only constant!'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-7195245120815724891</id><published>2008-07-07T06:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T06:38:28.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies this weekend</title><content type='html'>Following moviews were viewed :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Jaane tu ..ya jaane na --&gt; 5th July 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b. Love Story 2050 --&gt; 6th July 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My view of &lt;/strong&gt;Jaane tu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Movie , cool performances, jazzy music, nice direction, and to top it all lady with a smile to die for ( may be to live for if you have someonw like that ^_^).  I like the game ...which Meghna plays all the time. &lt;strong&gt;What's that. &lt;/strong&gt;guys..its not escapism like some may think of it. but you may try n find something which gives you little peace. Its not distraction or something but some times you want to see things like they are not or may be like you want them to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on i likes to concept of 3 things a guy need to do before he becomes a man..nice creativity dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked the climax though cliched but different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My view of &lt;/strong&gt;Lovestory 2050&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad but could have been better if a little short...&gt; 30 mins may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start is too slow (painfully slow), present to future transformation is not streamlined ( i feel so).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New kid on the block...he is good dancer, tries too hard to prove his abilities, voice is decent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priyanka is lovely as always, lookes good in everything she wears including red color hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just make it little short and you can sit through it peacefully atleast once if not twice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-7195245120815724891?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/7195245120815724891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=7195245120815724891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/7195245120815724891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/7195245120815724891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2008/07/movies-this-weekend.html' title='Movies this weekend'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-6991056508608378671</id><published>2008-02-28T05:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T05:30:48.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Funny Life Lessons</title><content type='html'>Below are 6 very funny and true life lessons to be learned that I’ve received via email. Jokes aside, the insight gained is valuable to everyone and I somehow don’t think you’ll regret reading them.&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 1: Naked Wife&lt;br /&gt;A man is getting into the shower just as his wife is finishing up her shower when the doorbell rings. The wife quickly wraps herself in a towel and runs downstairs. When she opens the door, there stands Bob, the next door neighbor. Before she says a word, Bob says, “I’ll give you $800 to drop that towel.” After thinking for a moment, the woman drops her towel and stands naked in front of Bob.&lt;br /&gt;After a few seconds, Bob hands her $800 dollars and leaves. The woman wraps back up in the towel and goes back upstairs. When she gets to the bathroom, her husband asks,…&lt;br /&gt;“Who was that?” “It was Bob the next door neighbor,” she replies. “Great!” the husband says, “Did he say anything about the $800 he owes me?”&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story:If you share critical information pertaining to credit and risk with your shareholders in time, you may be in a position to prevent avoidable exposure.&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 2&lt;br /&gt;A sales rep, an administration clerk, and the manager are walking to lunch when they find an antique oil lamp. They rub it and a Genie comes out. The Genie says, “I’ll give each of you just one wish” “Me first! Me first!” says the admin. clerk. “I want to be in the Bahamas, driving a speedboat, without a care in the world.” Poof! She’s gone. “Me next! Me next!” says the sales rep. “I want to be in Hawaii,relaxing on the beach with my personal masseuse, an endless supply of Pina Coladas and the love of my life.” Poof! He’s gone. “OK, you’re up,” the Genie says to the manager. The manager says, “I want those two back in the office after lunch.”&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: Always let your boss have the first say.&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 3&lt;br /&gt;A priest offered a lift to a Nun. She got in and crossed her legs, forcing her gown to reveal a leg. The priest nearly had an accident. After controlling the car, he stealthily slid his hand up her leg. The nun said,”Father, remember Psalm 129?” The priest removed his hand. But,changing gears, he let his hand slide up her leg again. The nun once again said, “Father, remember Psalm 129?” The priest apologized “Sorry sister but the flesh is weak.” Arriving at the convent, the nun went on her way. On his arrival at the church, the priest rushed to look up Psalm 129. It said, “Go forth and seek, further up, you will find glory.”&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: If you are not well informed in your job, you might miss a great opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 4&lt;br /&gt;A crow was sitting on a tree, doing nothing all day. A rabbit asked him,”Can I also sit like you and do nothing all day long?” The crow answered: “Sure, why not.” So, the rabbit sat on the ground below the crow, and rested.&lt;br /&gt;A fox jumped on the rabbit and ate it.&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: To be sitting and doing nothing, you must be sitting very high up.&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 5: Power of Charisma&lt;br /&gt;A turkey was chatting with a bull “I would love to be able to get to the top of that tree,” sighed the turkey, but I haven’t got the energy.” “Well, why don’t you nibble on my droppings?” replied the bull. “They’re packed with nutrients.” The turkey pecked at a lump of dung and found that it gave him enough strength to reach the lowest branch of the tree. The next day, after eating some more dung, he reached the second branch. Finally after a fourth night, there he was proudly perched at the top of the tree. Soon he was spotted by a farmer, who shot the turkey out of the tree.&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: Bullshit might get you to the top, but it wont keep you there.&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 6&lt;br /&gt;A little bird was flying south for the winter. It was so cold the bird froze and fell to the ground into a large field. While he was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some dung on him. As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, he began to realize how warm he was. The dung was actually thawing him out! He lay there all warm and happy, and soon began to sing for joy. A passing cat heard the bird singing and came to investigate. Following the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the pile of cow dung, and promptly dug him out and ate him.&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story:1. Not everyone who shits on you is your enemy2. Not everyone who gets you out of shit is your friend3. And when you’re in deep shit, it’s best to keep your mouth shut!&lt;br /&gt;*EXTRA* Lesson 7: Popularity can be harmful (by &lt;a href="http://digg.com/offbeat_news/HUMOUR_Six_Funny_Life_Lessons"&gt;Digg&lt;/a&gt; user outhouseinput )&lt;br /&gt;A man decides to write a funny and informative collection of stories meant to drive home some interesting life lessons. While he was writing them, his wife came by and asked what he was doing. He explained to her that he wanted to send his friends something interesting to chat about at work the next day. His wife advised him to post it on an internet blog for fun. The husband took her advice, but negligently set up his own server without properly analyzing the potential for an instantaneous burst of Digg traffic. The site, therefore, went down in flames hosting a few paragraphs of text.&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story:Don’t listen to your wife.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-6991056508608378671?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/6991056508608378671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=6991056508608378671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/6991056508608378671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/6991056508608378671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2008/02/six-funny-life-lessons.html' title='Six Funny Life Lessons'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-2665080536701233549</id><published>2008-02-28T02:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T02:40:34.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Corporative Lingo</title><content type='html'>"COMPETITIVE SALARY"&lt;br /&gt;We remain competitive by paying less than our competitors.&lt;br /&gt;"JOIN OUR FAST-PACED COMPANY"&lt;br /&gt;We have no time to train you.&lt;br /&gt;"CASUAL WORK ATMOSPHERE"&lt;br /&gt;We don't pay enough to expect that you'll dress up.&lt;br /&gt;"MUST BE DEADLINE-ORIENTED"&lt;br /&gt;You'll be six months behind schedule on your first day.&lt;br /&gt;"SOME OVERTIME REQUIRED"&lt;br /&gt;Some time each night and some time each weekend.&lt;br /&gt;"DUTIES WILL VARY"&lt;br /&gt;Anyone in the office can boss you around.&lt;br /&gt;"MUST HAVE AN EYE FOR DETAIL"&lt;br /&gt;We have no quality control.&lt;br /&gt;"CAREER-MINDED"&lt;br /&gt;Female Applicants must be childless (and remain that way).&lt;br /&gt;"APPLY IN PERSON"&lt;br /&gt;If you're old, fat or ugly you'll be told the position has been filled.&lt;br /&gt;"NO PHONE CALLS PLEASE"&lt;br /&gt;We've filled the job; our call for resumes is just a legal formality.&lt;br /&gt;"SEEKING CANDIDATES WITH A WIDE VARIETY OF EXPERIENCE"&lt;br /&gt;You'll need it to replace three people who just left.&lt;br /&gt;"PROBLEM-SOLVING SKILLS A MUST"&lt;br /&gt;You're walking into a company in perpetual chaos.&lt;br /&gt;"REQUIRES TEAM LEADERSHIP SKILLS"&lt;br /&gt;You'll have the responsibilities of a manager, without the pay or respect.&lt;br /&gt;"GOOD COMMUNICATION SKILLS"&lt;br /&gt;Management communicates, you listen, figure out what they want and do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-2665080536701233549?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/2665080536701233549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=2665080536701233549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/2665080536701233549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/2665080536701233549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-corporative-lingo.html' title='The New Corporative Lingo'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-1759138683039276268</id><published>2008-02-28T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T02:32:17.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Funny Quotes ! - THOUGHTS ON KIDS BY SOME MOMS!!!</title><content type='html'>Mothers of teens know why some animals eat their young.&lt;br /&gt;Children seldom misquote you. In fact, they usually repeatword for word what you shouldn't have said.&lt;br /&gt;Children: You spend the first 2 years of their life teachingthem to walk and talk. Then you spend the next 16 yearstelling them to sit down and shut-up.&lt;br /&gt;Insanity is hereditary. You get it from your kids.&lt;br /&gt;I love to give homemade gifts. Which one of my kidsdo you want?&lt;br /&gt;Children are natural mimics who act like their parents,despite every effort to teach them good manners.&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning your house while your kids are still growing is likeshoveling the drive before it has stopped snowing.&lt;br /&gt;"There is only one pretty child in the world... and every mother has it." -  Chinese Proverb.&lt;br /&gt;Children will soon forget your presents. They will alwaysremember your presence.&lt;br /&gt;The main purpose of holding children's parties is to remindyourself that there are children more awful than your own.&lt;br /&gt;Grandchildren are God's reward for not killing your kids.&lt;br /&gt;"Who are these kids and why are they calling me Mom?"&lt;br /&gt;You can fool some of the people all of the time and all ofthe people some of the time, but you can never fool mom.&lt;br /&gt;A child's greatest period of growth is the month afteryou've purchased new school clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who says "Easy as taking candy from a baby"has never tried it.&lt;br /&gt;The best inheritance parents can give their children isa few minutes of their time each day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-1759138683039276268?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/1759138683039276268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=1759138683039276268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/1759138683039276268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/1759138683039276268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2008/02/cute-funny-quotes-thoughts-on-kids-by.html' title='Cute Funny Quotes ! - THOUGHTS ON KIDS BY SOME MOMS!!!'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-8879026466947215402</id><published>2008-02-28T02:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T02:22:52.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian Cricket</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ramyerra.blogspot.com/2007/10/indian-cricket-is-butt-of-endless-jokes.html"&gt;Indian cricket is the butt of endless jokes! Here's another!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Join our Goup Fun and Fun Only (www.mailz.net.tc)" style="COLOR: #000000; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/fun_and_fun_only" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;In the post-match presentation, &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ravi Shastri to Dhoni "Congratulations to you and the whole Indian team forwinning this world cup. You guys have produced a great nailbaiting show.. and deserves the cup. We welcome you to share the joy with us.&lt;br /&gt;" Dhoni "Thanks Ravi, the match was pretty close encounter between two great teams and our guys held the nerve to win the game and cup."&lt;br /&gt;Shastri, "Who was the main reason for this thrilling victory?"&lt;br /&gt;Dhoni, "All of us played well but I would say the main reason and man behind this great victory is Ajit Agarkar"&lt;br /&gt;Shocked Shastri..., "Agarkar ? ? .. how come Agarkar... he didn't play in the final"..&lt;br /&gt;Dhoni, "Yeaph.. that's the reason we won this low scoring match.. if he could have bowled in final, Pakistan would have scored the winning runsfrom his 4 overs....&lt;br /&gt;"Shastri, "ok.. fine, To whom you want to thank for winning this final...&lt;br /&gt;" Dhoni, "The team doctor deserves the credit... he really helped us to prepare for the final..." Shastri, "Is it? ?.... how the doctor helped to prepare for the final...he is not the coach or physical trainer...Dhoni. I am getting confused!&lt;br /&gt;" Dhoni, "Ravi... nothing to get confused... he has failed Sehwag in the fitnesstest and so we managed to pick a good playing team.. thus we weigh the doctor's contribution as very high... infact its better than our team effort in the field.. our game tactic worked well&lt;br /&gt;"Shastri, "To whom you want to dedicate this World Cup?&lt;br /&gt;" Dhoni, "The entire team including myself wants to dedicate this cup to Sachin, Dravid and Ganguly...&lt;br /&gt;"Shastri, "I really really appreciate you... its good that you have so muchrespect for the seniors....and you ...."&lt;br /&gt;Dhoni interrupts.. .. "Ravi.. let me complete... India would have exited in the Group matches if they decided to play in the series... thank god they opted out and we managed to play cricket and won the cup..&lt;br /&gt;" Shastri, "The match was thrilling encounter and was concluded by a single mistake of Misbah.. Isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;" Dhoni, "Yes you are right, after lofting the ball Misbah told me that hehas send the ball to where there was no one....but he didn't know that there is a malayali in every corner of the world.... This single mistake has costed the game and won the cup...&lt;br /&gt;" Shastri faints and Dhoni receives the CUP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-8879026466947215402?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/8879026466947215402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=8879026466947215402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/8879026466947215402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/8879026466947215402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2008/02/indian-cricket.html' title='Indian Cricket'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-5421959022586580936</id><published>2008-02-28T02:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T02:06:52.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>40 Things That Only Happen in Movies</title><content type='html'>Did you ever notice that certain things only happen in the movies, but never happen in real life? For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It is always possible to find a parking spot directly outside or opposite the building you are visiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When paying for a taxi, don’t look at your wallet as you take out a note. Just grab one out at random and hand it over. It will always be the exact fare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Television news bulletins usually contain a story that affects you personally at the precise moment it’s aired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Creepy music (or satanic chanting) coming from a graveyard should always be closely investigated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Any lock can be picked with a credit card or paperclip in seconds. UNLESS it’s the door to a burning building with a child inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If you decide to start dancing in the street, everyone you bump into will know all the steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. All bombs are fitted with electronic timing devices with large red digital displays so you know exactly when they are going to explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Should you wish to pass yourself off as a German officer, it will not be necessary to learn to speak German. Simply speaking English with a German accent will do. Similarly, when they are alone, all German soldiers prefer to speak English to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Once applied, lipstick will never rub off. Even while scuba diving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The Eiffel Tower can be seen from any window of any building in Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Any police officer about to retire from the force will more often than not die on their last day (especially if their family have planned a party). (Caveat: Detectives can only solve a case after they have been suspended from duty).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Getaway cars never start first go. But all cop cars do. (They will also slide to a dramatic stop in the midst of a crime scene).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If staying in a haunted house, women should investigate any strange noises wearing their most revealing underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. On a police stake-out, the action will only ever take place when food is being consumed and scalding hot coffees are perched precariously on the dashboard…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. All grocery shopping involves the purchase of French loaves which will be placed in open brown paper bags (Caveat: when said bags break, only fruit will spill out).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Cars never need fuel (unless they’re involved in a pursuit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you are heavily outnumbered in a fight involving martial arts, your opponents will wait patiently to attack you one by one by dancing around you in a threatening manner until you have defeated their predecessor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If a microphone is turned on it will immediately feedback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Guns are like disposable razors. If you run out of bullets, just throw the gun away. you will always find another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. All single women have a cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Cars will explode instantly when struck by a single bullet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. No matter how savagely a spaceship is attacked, its internal gravity system is never damaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. If being chased through a city you can usually take cover in a passing St Patrick’s Day parade - at any time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. The ventilation system of any building is the perfect hiding place. Nobody will ever think of looking for you in there and you can travel to any other part of the building undetected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. You will survive any battle in any war UNLESS you show someone a picture of your sweetheart back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Prostitutes always look like Julia Roberts or Jamie Lee Curtis. They have expensive clothes and nice apartments but no pimps. They are friendly with the shopkeepers in their neighbourhood who don’t mind at all what the girl does for a living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. A single match is usually sufficient to light up a room the size of a football stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. It is not necessary to say “Hello” or “Goodbye” when beginning a telephone conversation. A disconnected call can always be restored by frantically beating the cradle and saying “Hello? Hello?” repeatedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. One man shooting at 20 men has a better chance of killing them all than 20 men firing at once (this is known as Stallone’s Law).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. When you turn out the light to go to bed, everything in you room will still be visible, just slightly bluish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Plain or even ugly girls can become movie star pretty simply by removing their glasses and rearranging their hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Rather than wasting bullets, megalomaniacs prefer to kill their enemies with complicated devices incorporating fuses, pulleys, deadly gases, lasers and man-eating sharks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. All beds have special L-shaped sheets that reach to armpit level on a woman but only up to the waist of the man lying beside her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Anyone can land a 747 as long as there is someone in the control tower to talk you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. During all police investigations it will be necessary to visit a strip club at least once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. You can always find a chainsaw when you need one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Most musical instruments (especially wind instruments and accordions) can be played without moving your fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. In Middle America, all gas station at tendants have red handkerchiefs hanging out of their back pockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. All teen house parties have one of every stereotypical subculture present (even people who aren’t liked and would never get invited to parties).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Trucks use their horns at random (no hang on, that happens in real life too!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-5421959022586580936?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/5421959022586580936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=5421959022586580936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/5421959022586580936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/5421959022586580936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2008/02/40-things-that-only-happen-in-movies.html' title='40 Things That Only Happen in Movies'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-2168894603806311629</id><published>2007-02-23T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T22:00:48.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emerging "isms" of New Economy</title><content type='html'>Found it one the Net..Interesting read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INFOSYSismYou have a 1000 poor cows. You put them on a nice campus, &amp; send them one at a time to the US for milking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PATNIismYou have 10 cows. You make them work so that they give milk of 100 cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIPROismGE has a cow. You take 49% of the milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DELLismIntel has a Goat. Samsung has a Camel. Buy milk from both &amp;amp; sell it as Cow's milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IBMismYou have old stubborn cows. You sell them as pet dogs to innocent small businessmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MICROSOFTismYou have a cow. Force the world to buy milk from you. Spend a million dollars to feed poorer cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNismYou have a bull. It doesn't give milk. You hate Microsoft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORACLEismYou have a cow. You don't know which side to milk, so you sell tools to help milk cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAPismYou don't have a cow You sell milking solutions for cows implemented by milking consultants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APPLEismYou have a cow. You sell iMilk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONYismYou have a cow. You spend $50 mn to develop the world's thinnest milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CITIBANKismWelcome to Citibank. If you have a cow, press 1. If you have a bull, press 2...stay on line if you'd like our customer care to milk it for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HPismYou don't know if what you have is a cow. You sell complete milking solutions through authorised resellers only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEismYou have a donkey. People think you have a 100-year old cow. If someone finds out, that's his imagination at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RELIANCEismYou don't yet have a cow. You sell empty cans to people for Rs. 501, because Dhirubhai wanted everyone to have milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TATAismYou have a very old cow. You re-brand it as TATA Indicow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-2168894603806311629?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/2168894603806311629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=2168894603806311629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/2168894603806311629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/2168894603806311629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2007/02/emerging-isms-of-new-economy.html' title='Emerging &quot;isms&quot; of New Economy'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-2051928428824388962</id><published>2006-12-16T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T05:00:12.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deadlock</title><content type='html'>Read the two preachings my two Legends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Laziness is the worst enemy of humans .  .  . "- Jawaharlal Nehru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Humans should learn to love even their worst enemies...!!! "- Mahatma Gandhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops.. I am in a deadlock which one to follow?   :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions...!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-2051928428824388962?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/2051928428824388962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=2051928428824388962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/2051928428824388962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/2051928428824388962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/12/deadlock.html' title='Deadlock'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-7414911145804815854</id><published>2006-12-05T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T09:49:02.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fVImmk9eeVM/RXWxBq6o2EI/AAAAAAAAAAY/8o4pw1JjfeU/s1600-h/Friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005101203150395458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fVImmk9eeVM/RXWxBq6o2EI/AAAAAAAAAAY/8o4pw1JjfeU/s400/Friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/30384707-7414911145804815854?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/7414911145804815854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=7414911145804815854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/7414911145804815854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/7414911145804815854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/12/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fVImmk9eeVM/RXWxBq6o2EI/AAAAAAAAAAY/8o4pw1JjfeU/s72-c/Friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-7481265675010109866</id><published>2006-12-05T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T09:42:23.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fVImmk9eeVM/RXWvaK6o2DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/F9KTbInTLyc/s1600-h/Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005099425033934898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fVImmk9eeVM/RXWvaK6o2DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/F9KTbInTLyc/s400/Love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/30384707-7481265675010109866?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/7481265675010109866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=7481265675010109866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/7481265675010109866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/7481265675010109866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/12/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fVImmk9eeVM/RXWvaK6o2DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/F9KTbInTLyc/s72-c/Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-3058358731973611660</id><published>2006-12-05T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T06:34:25.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Women</title><content type='html'>Interesting read....discovered it from somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women are complex creatures…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you kiss her, you are not a gentleman&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t, you are not a man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you praise her, she thinks you are lying&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t, you are good for nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you agree to all her likes, you are a wimp&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t, you are not understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you visit her often,she thinks it is boring&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t , she accuses you of double-crossing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are well dressed, she says you are a playboy&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t , you are a dull boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are jealous, she says it’s bad&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t, she thinks you do not love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you attempt a romance, she says you didn’t respect her&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t, she thinks you do not like her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a minute late, she complains it’s hard to wait&lt;br /&gt;If she is late, she says that’s a girl’s way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you visit another man, you’re not putting in “quality time”&lt;br /&gt;If she is visited by another woman, “Oh it’s natural, we are girls”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you kiss her once in a while, she professes you are cold&lt;br /&gt;If you kiss her often, she yells that you are taking advantage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you stare at another woman, she accuses you of flirting&lt;br /&gt;If she is stared by other men, she says that they a just admiring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you talk, she wants you to listen&lt;br /&gt;If you listen, she wants you to talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short :&lt;br /&gt;So simple, yet so complex&lt;br /&gt;So weak, yet so powerful&lt;br /&gt;So confusing, yet so desirable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So damning, yet so wonderful……….WOMEN !……..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-3058358731973611660?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/3058358731973611660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=3058358731973611660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/3058358731973611660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/3058358731973611660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/12/women.html' title='Women'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-741461282012030038</id><published>2006-11-22T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T20:48:24.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Human</title><content type='html'>I am not GOD!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am human ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i been lableled as "Mature"?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why shall i bear the responsibility of "Understanding" others all the time..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can you understand me sometime ...why not? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you think i am different from you ..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I too feel like acting cildish ...if only sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I too feel like indulging myself in typical human worldy temptations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be with someone ..even if only for 5 mins!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But No one understands because i should act Mature and I should act ....as i dont want to but i have to..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But STILL I AM HUMAN!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-741461282012030038?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-1675724542749235724</id><published>2006-11-05T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T04:13:44.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let me narrate you a story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Once upon a time there was a school..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; famous Millions of people loved to follow the happenings amongst students of that school. Amongst all the happenings there was a teacher..very knowledgeable but very particular about his values and rules of the school. He used to rebuke students for their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;undesired&lt;/span&gt; and unwarranted behaviour. One day he caught a student for a forbidden unethical practice during a exam. He penalised the student. Student was stubborn  and arrogant. He declined to accept the penalty and refused to appear in the exam.The student was a spoiled brat of rich parents. He went to his parents and briefed them about the event. Now it was a matter of pride for parents. They went all out against the teacher using all their might and money. An enquiry was set up by school board. The might of the parents overpowered stance of poor teacher &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; the result was that he was sacked from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;  school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;His crime : Sticking by the rules of book and trying to save the spirit of profession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cast of the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;School: Cricket &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Teacher: Umpire Darrell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hair  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;School&lt;/span&gt; Board: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ICC &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Student&lt;/span&gt;: Well known cricket team&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-1675724542749235724?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/1675724542749235724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=1675724542749235724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/1675724542749235724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/1675724542749235724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/11/story.html' title='Story'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-7599830422841593057</id><published>2006-11-05T02:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T02:05:12.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain</title><content type='html'>The human brain is the most outstanding thing.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It functions 24hrs 365 days.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It functions right from the time u r Born....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until you fall in Love..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-7599830422841593057?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/7599830422841593057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=7599830422841593057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/7599830422841593057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/7599830422841593057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/11/brain.html' title='Brain'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-4608860368568997256</id><published>2006-10-29T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T21:14:39.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter from a cricket fan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dear Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Chappell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am one of the billion cricket fans in India for whom cricket is not just a game. Its a religion, that binds us all in same thread. Its our reason to smile amongst all the inadequacies in life. We consider our players just more then normal human beings. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;That’&lt;/span&gt;s why we (over reacted) when we found some hint of breach of trust (Match Fixing). We expect them to conquer the world with their willows and leather in their hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today we are not happy sir. We were not happy when we lost badly to a team that was considered just better then the lowest ranking team in OD&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Is. &lt;/span&gt;And as they put in their words "Your barbs still inspire them to give their best against us". They beat us in their home (Caribbean), they beat us at neutral venue (Malaysia) and finally they have made us lick soil at our home. How do you feel Mr. Ch&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;appell? &lt;/span&gt;I do&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;n’t &lt;/span&gt;know about you but i feel ashamed. I feel like my self-respect has been humbled by some Foreign Elements. For god sake find something to inspire your own men instead serving other teams with your gestures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday when i saw my team going down without effort to Aussies, i felt like kicking my TV for no fault of his. Where are we going Mr. Chap&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pell? Ho&lt;/span&gt;w are your experiments going? I don’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;t se&lt;/span&gt;e any results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed my dada (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Sour&lt;/span&gt;av&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt; Gangu&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;y) yest&lt;/span&gt;erday. Whatever you call his style, i admire him for his vigor, his passion for game. I felt proud when he doffed his shirt at Lord's. He gave me a reason to feel victorious. He may not have performed with bat for a while but his presence is good enough to inspire. I am ready to go with 10 men on field (considering him as non existing with Bat) but i know he will shout at boys asking them to get him wickets or perform with bat. I know he will somehow manage to win. I want that victorious attitude to return. I want MY dada b&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ack &lt;/span&gt;Mr. Chappe&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What motivates our cricketers nowadays? I dwelt on few options:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Offer them hefty advertisement contracts in case they win (they get even if they lose all the time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Promise them luxury bungalows at posh locations (may wok but they already get them even if they lose)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Huge contract fees (It is already too much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Feeling to serve nation ( they are no army men to be expected so)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I concluded that all this is of no use and they don’t &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; anything to gain even if they win because they already get everything even if they lose so why put in extra effort for nothing. I don’t se&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;e an&lt;/span&gt;y economic sense in that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I just want to say that I missed Dada very much yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A cricket Fan  :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-4608860368568997256?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/4608860368568997256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=4608860368568997256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/4608860368568997256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/4608860368568997256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/10/letter-from-cricket-fan.html' title='Letter from a cricket fan'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-4841846232721406549</id><published>2006-10-27T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T00:17:19.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaan E Mann</title><content type='html'>Question: How do u like the movie "Jaan E Mann"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Seen it twice in four days. 22 Oct and 25th oct. Tickets kept as proof of viewing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-4841846232721406549?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/4841846232721406549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=4841846232721406549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/4841846232721406549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/4841846232721406549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/10/jaan-e-mann.html' title='Jaan E Mann'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-6635562348284995406</id><published>2006-10-19T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T03:42:49.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Deepavali!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/579/3709/1600/diwali_wallpaper_1_800x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/579/3709/320/diwali_wallpaper_1_800x600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May the warmth and splendor, that are a part of this auspicious occasion, fill your life with happiness and bright cheer, and bring to you joy and prosperity, for the whole year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-6635562348284995406?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/6635562348284995406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=6635562348284995406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/6635562348284995406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/6635562348284995406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-deepavali.html' title='Happy Deepavali!'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-7109307910718433638</id><published>2006-10-14T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T23:42:31.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>@ Hyderabad</title><content type='html'>Last week was an exhaustive one as i attended Leadership Training at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hyderabad&lt;/span&gt;. Stayed at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Novotel&lt;/span&gt; Hyderabad. Nice place with all the superb facilities you ever need and may want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="120" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/579/3709/320/Novotel.jpg" width="231" border="0" /&gt;Had opportunity to meet lots of people from various businesses. It was real fun while trying to learn some basic skills. I guess it was all common sense but as they say it is getting uncommon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But anyway it was great experience and made some friends!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-7109307910718433638?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/7109307910718433638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=7109307910718433638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/7109307910718433638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/7109307910718433638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/10/hyderabad.html' title='@ Hyderabad'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-8551996923868693394</id><published>2006-10-14T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T23:33:14.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Murphy's Law</title><content type='html'>Hope everybody knows about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Murphy's Law. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;For those who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know: "If something can go wrong it will go wrong"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Various forms of this law are applicable to our daily life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Variation Law:&lt;/strong&gt; If you change queues, the one you have left will start to move faster than the one you are in now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Law of the Telephone:&lt;/strong&gt; When you dial a wrong number, you never get an engaged one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Law of Mechanical Repair:&lt;/strong&gt; After your hands become coated with grease, your nose will begin to itch.&lt;a id="more-5608"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Law of the Workshop:&lt;/strong&gt; Any tool, when dropped, will roll to the least accessible corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Law of the Alibi:&lt;/strong&gt; If you tell the boss you were late for work because you had a flat tire, the Next morning you will have a flat tire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bath THEOREM:&lt;/strong&gt; When the body is immersed in water, the telephone rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAW OF CLOSE ENCOUNTERS:&lt;/strong&gt; The probability of meeting someone you know increaseswhen you are with someone you don’t want to be seen with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAW of the RESULT:&lt;/strong&gt; When you try to prove to someone that a machine won’t work, it will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAW OF BIOMECHANICS:&lt;/strong&gt; The severity of the itch is inversely proportional to the reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THEATRE RULE:&lt;/strong&gt; People with the seats at the furthest from the aisle arrive last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAW OF COFFEE:&lt;/strong&gt; As soon as you sit down to a cup of hot coffee, your boss will ask you to do something which will last until the coffee is cold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-8551996923868693394?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/8551996923868693394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=8551996923868693394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/8551996923868693394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/8551996923868693394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/10/murphys-law.html' title='Murphy&apos;s Law'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-5298645443329226130</id><published>2006-09-23T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T00:42:21.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday@office</title><content type='html'>"No" was her first reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will decide"  She said with little indifference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will tell you later" she said next time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't repeat" She said and went in to silent mode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Result: I am in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;office&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; which is supposed to be leisure time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-5298645443329226130?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/5298645443329226130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=5298645443329226130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/5298645443329226130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/5298645443329226130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/09/saturdayoffice.html' title='Saturday@office'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-4153562443574993590</id><published>2006-09-20T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T00:19:57.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Men Not Allowed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/579/3709/1600/men_not_allowed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/579/3709/320/men_not_allowed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Its time of the year in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gujarat&lt;/span&gt; when you see &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Garba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;flare all around. You see big banners announcing an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Garba&lt;/span&gt; event and you may find it written in bold letter " Male participants need entry passes ". This strikes my limited ability to understand and interpret such notions. I interpret it in terms of gender bias. Whats the logic behind asking entry fee based on gender. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Are we assuming that free entry for female species of human beings will attract them in huge numbers and male species will follow them to the event resulting in huge gains for organisers. Hell with that notion..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Amid all the so called "voices" for gender equality and equal opportunity, where does this concept fits in? I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think this biased behaviour is prompted by inability of "Female participants" to pay. Mind you fairer sex has better buying power and decision making authority then the other class of human beings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This strategy is not limited to such events, go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Goa&lt;/span&gt; and specifically to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;em&gt;calingut&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; beach. You find a inviting nightclub on the beach. Here males are addressed as &lt;strong&gt;"Stags". &lt;/strong&gt;Same strategy is practiced here as well. Stags need to pay 600 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;INR&lt;/span&gt; to enter the place whereas females have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; to walk in and out at will. Bouncers will stare at you like you have perpetuated a crime by thinking of attending the club alone. I was able to pass through the hurdles and that is a different story all together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Why do we have such double standards in dealing with such issues, knowingly or unknowingly we promote gender bias and then blame the whole world for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Grow up guys and give every one chance to live as one dies...without having to pay extra for the crime of being born male.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-4153562443574993590?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/4153562443574993590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=4153562443574993590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/4153562443574993590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/4153562443574993590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/09/biased-mentality.html' title='Men Not Allowed'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-5100498173492379339</id><published>2006-09-05T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T06:49:14.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Teachers Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/579/3709/1600/teachers%20day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/579/3709/320/teachers%20day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hey everybody &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just wanted to wish all the teachers out there a very Happy Teachers Day. As i am writing a thought echoes in my mind, "What is the significance of this day in our life"? or it is just another way of naming day for the sake of it?. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Once i was asked during a interview "Who is your favourite teacher?" and i said "my parents" without waiting for a single moment. The answer was well justified and i was selected. But the fact is that i don't even remember any of my teachers with much fondness, may be at school level or college level or PG level. It doesn't mean to demean the contribution of all the people at different level of education in my life but i simply mean that there was no a single character whom i can look up to as idol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It leads to another interesting aspect of our life, Do we have sufficient number of True Teachers in India?. Given the population of more then one billion, we should have a good number but may be i was not fortunate enough to get the opportunity to find one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally just a thought that i read somewhere that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Time is the best teacher but unfortunately it kills all its students"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-5100498173492379339?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/5100498173492379339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=5100498173492379339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/5100498173492379339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/5100498173492379339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-teachers-day.html' title='Happy Teachers Day'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-8902363005321290914</id><published>2006-09-03T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T22:39:44.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rare Outing:Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey all.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As promised here i am with latest about the rare outing at Narmada Dam. Have a look at the pics and enjoy the heavenly experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/579/3709/1600/DSC02818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/579/3709/320/DSC02818.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/579/3709/1600/DSC02791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/579/3709/320/DSC02791.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/579/3709/1600/DSC02760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/579/3709/320/DSC02760.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice to see something beautiful..isnt it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/579/3709/1600/DSC02911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/579/3709/320/DSC02911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Some images at and around Narmada Dam on 20th August' 2006&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/30384707-8902363005321290914?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/8902363005321290914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=8902363005321290914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/8902363005321290914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/8902363005321290914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/09/rare-outingpart-ii.html' title='Rare Outing:Part II'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-3860141706579060651</id><published>2006-09-02T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T09:10:30.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Time</title><content type='html'>A very friendly advice...do see "Lago Raho Munnabhai" as soon as possible and you will come back thanking me for the wonderful time you will have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true example of how a genuine effort can deliver a sincere message effectively . After a long time a hindi movie has come which is original and is enjoyale at the same time. You come out being a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comedy at its best. during some scenes you find the corners of your eyes wet and that too in a comedy movie. Thats what one calls magic of director's capability reflected through the effortless acting by great performers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great songs mix well with the movie and you enjoy every second of it. Slim editing helps the keep one grossly engaged durign the entire length of movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best scenes come through our very own &lt;strong&gt;"Circuit" &lt;/strong&gt;and the chemistry between his master munnabhai. Vidya balan looks beautiful ...she really is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and see the movie plz...i am planning to get another ticket for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-3860141706579060651?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/3860141706579060651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=3860141706579060651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/3860141706579060651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/3860141706579060651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/09/movie-time.html' title='Movie Time'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-115702062750675832</id><published>2006-08-31T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T03:43:37.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things We Know..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have a look at this link and read on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ia.rediff.com/movies/2006/aug/29kareena.htm"&gt;http://ia.rediff.com/movies/2006/aug/29kareena.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ohh...Humm!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So we see that even kareena kapoor gets "Smita Patil" award for her OUTSTANDING contribution to hindi cinema. Don't know hat that means but only thing i could think of when i read this feature was that ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/sharing-life-logo.png"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px" height="142" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/320/sharing-life-logo.png" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"There are known knowns. These are things we know that we know. There are known unkowns. That is to say, there are things we know we don't know. But, there are also unknown unknowns. These are things we don't know we don't know. "        -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Donald Rumsfield&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is life....!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Enjoy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-115702062750675832?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/115702062750675832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=115702062750675832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115702062750675832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115702062750675832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/08/things-we-know.html' title='Things We Know..!!'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-115700831599159009</id><published>2006-08-31T00:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T00:14:38.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life with Girlfriend</title><content type='html'>Hey all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in one of my earlier post we discussed life without girlfriend. I thought over it again and again and finally discovered something different ideology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You cant stare at anyother girl bcos u don't need to..( wise ppl understand it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You don't spend money on her you invest money in her..(thank god i went to mgmt school to learn all this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You may get boring results in ur board papers/ performance appraisals and you always have a shoulder to lean upon..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. With her you need to bear emotional blackmailing anyway what is life without a pinch of emotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. No need to care about her dumping you, you can always have another better prospect. Keep exploring ..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A mix of hot and cold (with and without respectively)may make your life cocktail...That's really 'hot n cool'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Never have wait for her phone call, try new ideas to talk to her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Someone else can decide 'right' and 'wrong' for you so you don't have to waste time on petty things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If girlfriend gets possessive it means she really loves you and that is pretty rare in this cruel world so you can feel lucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You can ask her to buy gifts for your mom and dad and she will be happy to do that (ideally she should )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. No need to waste paper to write love letter..grow up guys and just use IM or Gtalk instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. You have less friends so you can effectively utilize your limited (24 hrs) time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. You don't have to see boring love stories, instead you can see her (not a bad idea after all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. You wont have anybody else to tell lies to, you can say it all to her only and she will always forgive you and finally u still go to heaven to be with beautiful angels there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. You will feel proud to have a special friend and enjoy envy of major chunk of population&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. You can have good night dream, she being there with you ..pretty romantic..Isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Sometimes you love her nonstop nonsense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. You better try to drown in her pool of tears, atleast you get to learn swimming..hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. No tension of not having girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. you can be urself with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. You don't have to make cold call to search for a girlfriend so infact you save money..(makes economic sense..!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go and try to find one...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gud Luck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-115700831599159009?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/115700831599159009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=115700831599159009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115700831599159009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115700831599159009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/08/life-with-girlfriend_31.html' title='Life with Girlfriend'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-115686918638546448</id><published>2006-08-29T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T09:33:06.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The FountainHead</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is the title of the book i m presently reading. i am such an otiose creature to say sthg abt this classic but even then i felt like writing abt the few pages i have gone through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such an engrossing book right from the first page where our protagonist thinks over. I personally like the character of Howard Roark who follows himself and not what other tell him to do and what traditions have been. But is it really possible, i mean practical or realistic existence of such character. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take our own lives for example, our careers are more or less forced upon us. Something that our parents want us to be or result of peer pressure or sthg else. How many of us can actually boast of careers that they love? Exceptions apart, count will be very few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Will definitely talk about the book more when i am done with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-115686918638546448?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/115686918638546448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=115686918638546448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115686918638546448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115686918638546448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/08/fountainhead.html' title='The FountainHead'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-115674512577031853</id><published>2006-08-27T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T23:05:25.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/fast_and_the_furious_tokyo_drift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/320/fast_and_the_furious_tokyo_drift.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday evening was as usual movie time and on this occassion it was " The FASt and the Furious: Tokyo Drift".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zooming machines, hot girls, some action, thrill and thats about this movie. But there are moments when you experience the thrill of speed and it works. Nice watchable movie. Light dialogues gell with the script and tight editing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best line i liked was when Han says "Life's simple, you make choices and you don't look back".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also loved beautiful lady "Nathalie Kelley" . Man....!! She has got a killer smile. watch her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucas black is not bad as Shwan. You can feel his passion for cars. Probably in i wont ever see such cars so can just enjoy them in movies as of now. That is some solace but also adds to the aspiration/ desperation to get to see such life. Plz god just once in my life i want to live like that. Just like following conversation between the leading pair of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn Boswell: The day I got my license is the day I got my first speeding ticket. Day after that I won my first race, I beat this rich kid by three lengths. I got to admit it felt good. It felt like&lt;br /&gt;Neela: Like everything else just disappears&lt;br /&gt;Shawn Boswell: No past and no future&lt;br /&gt;Neela: No problems just the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just give me a chance god.!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-115674512577031853?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/115674512577031853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=115674512577031853' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115674512577031853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115674512577031853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/08/movie-time.html' title='Movie Time'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-115674032070069852</id><published>2006-08-27T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T21:45:20.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Alone: Life without Girlfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/Single.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/320/Single.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This must be of interest for LA community. Received it in my mailbox and sharing it with all bcos it is beautiful expression of feelings strengthning the assumptions behind formation of LA community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How is Life without Girlfriend!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You can stare at any Girl.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You don't have to spend money on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You won't get boring result in ur board papers/ performance appraisals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. No girlfriend, no emotional blackmailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If u don't have a girlfriend, she can't dump u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Having a girlfriend is hot, not having a girlfriend is automatically cool, and every one loves to be a cool guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. This can be more to life than just waiting for the bloody phone to ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You won't have to tolerate someone else defining, "right" and "wrong" for u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Girlfriend can get so possessive that you can't do anything according ur wishes anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You can buy gifts for mom, dad, sis or grandpa instead of a girlfriend and have a happier family life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. You won't have to waste paper writing love letters. No more endless waiting for ur date to arrive at some weird shop place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. You can have more friends, as u will have more time for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. You wont have to see boring love stories instead of sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. You wont have to tell lie to anybody and, therefore, u'll sin less (finally going to heaven to see angels).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. You can have good night's sleep-no need to dream about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. You wont have to fight over having a 'special' friend with ur folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. No nonstop nonsense (typical girlish crap).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. You wont have drown in the pool of her tears (a tool for Emotional Blackmailing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. No tension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. You can be "urself"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. You wont have to hide your telephone bills (Makes economic sense as well)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surya LA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-115674032070069852?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/115674032070069852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=115674032070069852' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115674032070069852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115674032070069852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/08/living-alone-life-without-girlfriend.html' title='Living Alone: Life without Girlfriend'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-115657874477372499</id><published>2006-08-26T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T00:52:24.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Life King Size..!!</title><content type='html'>After  three long months in this city, i feel life is getting back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got net connection at my flat just today and its great to be back in the "round the clock online" community. Now readers dont need to wait for too long to get my posts. Will keep updating every day and night and more then once a day..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days will be better with friends and night with online friends and my comp....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like Heaven..!!!1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-115657874477372499?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/115657874477372499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=115657874477372499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115657874477372499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115657874477372499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/08/living-life-king-size.html' title='Living Life King Size..!!'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-115648308313846377</id><published>2006-08-24T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T22:18:03.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rare Outing : Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/Narmada%20Dam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/320/Narmada%20Dam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Date: 20 August 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: Sardar Sarovar Dam. Popularly known as Narmada Dam famous for many things including court cases pending regarding the increase in height of dam, aamir khan's role and subsequent banning of his films in gujarat, medha patkar's struggle to get proper rehabilitation for people relocated and many more things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a chance to see the place myself, thanks to the visit organized my company. Begin a creature with unusual inclination towards wandering (sometimes I feel why I wasn't born a Siberian bird who travels to different part of globe depending on the season). Any way cant do anything about that now so I usually look for any opportunity that may satisfy my unfulfilled aspiration to wander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for information, I wear spectacles ( as you don't see them in my pic). and they say that I look good in them. But for long I had a hidden desire to get rid of specs and do promotional shoot for Fastrack eye wear just like John Abraham ( no need to laugh, I know my limits).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as the things stand today, second wish cant be realized but science &amp;amp; technology has given ample opportunity to people like me. We can wear contact lenses. But for me the case is little more complicated, I look good in everything I wear and even without wearing anything (don't assume anything wild, here I am referring to specs and goggles) and I have got a proof of my argument, count the number of girls who like me with specs and without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally I decided to wear lenses and goggles on the day of our visit to Narmada Dam. Again twist in the tail, the wilder side of my character kept on goading me to be my usual self. Give up formal wear and put on something that reflects your true character. So respecting my inner voice, I did just that and got a T and non matching denim jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I stepped on the bus, I could see the questioning eyes of my colleagues after seeing me in my new avatar(for them new). I could feel them saying that you looks such an idiot in that and without your specs you look a different creature. That's why people say that beauty lies in the eyes of beholder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More about the trip in next post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep reading...!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-115648308313846377?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/115648308313846377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=115648308313846377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115648308313846377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115648308313846377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/08/rare-outing-part-1.html' title='Rare Outing : Part 1'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-115647890563230384</id><published>2006-08-24T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T21:08:25.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It happens more often in India!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/Reservation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/320/Reservation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture was taken on 24 August, 2006 near supreme court of India when some medical students were protesting against the proposed unlawful, cast based reservation. What does this picture tells you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me it reminds that i am living in a country where my cast decides about my future. i may be a brilliant minded student but another person by the virtue of his so called reserved cast will be getting all the privileges. I have to fight for my right to live but my fellow indian will be given preference because he belongs to a particular cast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnt it ridiculous? For me it is !!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;There should not be any hard feelings about the things this blog talks. They are just personal opinions on a particular subject matter under consideration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you call the ruling people who doesnt even hesitate opening water cannons or firing tear gas shells on students protesting against the proposed breach of their fundamental right to play on a fair ground. No political party will say a single word against this "quota thing". Reason is that they will lose votes of that "Particular Community" and the ruling party sponsoring this bill will get all the votes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This vote based politics is leading our beautiful country to a situation of worst despair, where your birth in a particular community is enough to gurantee a successful career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to argue against the basic objective of reservation to some deserving classes but the point here is "who is deserving". A family whose last three generations are IAS, does that deserve reservation. A sane common sense should say NO. But our respected politicians will say YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell....!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makers of constitution introduced this reservation system for greater good of society but now it is merely a tool in the hands of few blood sucking paracites who survive on others lives and in the end give some ridiculous baseless arguments for their selfish deeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day is not far when you will have reservation in sports, may be army, may be even some day you find few white clad people sponsoring a bill to make certain percentage marriages in one community with another community...after all it is for common good.!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things get obnoxiously ugly when i see the front page of newspaper and find pictures of water cannon being used on students..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May god help me this country!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-115647890563230384?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/115647890563230384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=115647890563230384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115647890563230384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115647890563230384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/08/it-happens-more-often-in-india.html' title='It happens more often in India!!'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-115588739886927707</id><published>2006-08-18T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T00:49:58.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KANK</title><content type='html'>Hey guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen KANK yet? if not then just an advice please prepare in advance to see this one. Remember that it is a four hour long typical melodramatic ride and you will feel losing some part of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take with you somethings to wipe your tears if you like KJ brand of movies. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take a break after one hour else your backbone will fight with you later when u reach home. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You will also need something to eat atleast twice in between and &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you are gonna married in recent future then this one is highly unrecommended&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally if you are a coffee addict then be prepared you are gonna see SRK sipping from starbucks cup all the time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watching movie alone is an experience in itself. You can concentrate more on the movie then your girlfriend sitting besides you&lt;em&gt; (it is debateable as some like to look around more for better options when watching movie alone). &lt;/em&gt;Anyway back to the movie, i found it very different&lt;em&gt; (dont want to use exact negative word as it may hurt the business of movie considering the number of viewers i have on my blog..:) hey stop laughing)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Movie has some good cinematography and i dont mean that is the only good thing about movie. It also has some very melkodious music &lt;em&gt;( one song resmebles one from sufi band, again its my observation). &lt;/em&gt;Junior B looks good and i found both the actresses laden with fair glow cosmetic products. I dont knwo may be its the trend now a days. SRk is decent and overall it was a long enriching expereince watching KANK. One thing i was looking for during entire four hours was the story and consistency and i found some hugh vallies (sorry just used in place of gaps) in the script.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel like i am older after watching the movie anyway happy viewing..!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&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/30384707-115588739886927707?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/115588739886927707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=115588739886927707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115588739886927707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115588739886927707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/08/kank.html' title='KANK'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-115580790906537072</id><published>2006-08-17T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T02:45:09.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Right to Information Act</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;There are my personal views and i don't expect any expert comments about them!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day when RTI act was passed i was pleasantly surprised. Reason is very simple &lt;em&gt;"How can any sane politician give up its privilege to do anything and get away with it?". "How can any babu (government employee) give up its privilege to no to do anything and get away with it?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RTI act, if at all used and allowed to be used, does the same. It will make politicians accountable for their deeds by being asked about virtually everything relevant and they have to do that. Just imagine that you can ask any babu, why your file didn't move? or why your task took too much time? Or simply imagine a politician giving information about a government contract being given in past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I imagined all this and felt happy that finally we may be approaching true democracy. But alas..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My happiness was short lived and my apprehensions were correct. No sane politician can allow this to happen. No sane babu will allow this happen. Finally they will do the same with RTI act what they did to "Office of Profit" bill. Mutilate it to suit their own requirements and still be under the garb of being alleging to the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent actions of this government has further strengthened my opinion that we are living in a pseudo-democracy, where u don't have any access to virtually anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let this time government not do what it intends to !&lt;br /&gt;Let for once be together and fight for a just cause !&lt;br /&gt;Lets do something about it....We wont let our right been taken away by a few white clad humans..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the truth prevail.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-115580790906537072?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/115580790906537072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=115580790906537072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115580790906537072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115580790906537072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/08/right-to-information-act.html' title='Right to Information Act'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-115345768911073246</id><published>2006-07-20T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T22:43:51.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/240px-Pierre-CÃ©cile_Puvis_de_Chavannes_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/320/240px-Pierre-C%C3%A9cile_Puvis_de_Chavannes_003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I want to ask a very genuine simple question. What is a Dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need for Googling. I have already done that and it says (from wikipedia.com reference)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Dreaming is the subjective experience of imaginary images, sounds/voices, words, thoughts or sensations during sleep, usually involuntarily. Dreaming is associated with rapid eye movement (REM) sleep, a lighter form of sleep that occurs during the later portion of the sleep cycle, characterized by rapid horizontal eye movements, stimulation of the pons, increased respiratory and heart rate, and temporary paralysis of the body…!!!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God!!! Temporary paralysis of body… I swear not to dream again in my life… But on a serious note, is it the dream all about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried hard for the answer and came up with following two self-explanatory ideas about dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idea # 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deadly&lt;br /&gt;Reality&lt;br /&gt;Entering&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;Mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for appreciating above innovation of mine but people say that whatever we do in real life it reflects in our dreams. There is direct correlation between our real life and dream life. &lt;em&gt;I always thought that dreams could take me away from horrible reality for some time at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idea # 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diminishing&lt;br /&gt;Realism &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;Enterprising&lt;br /&gt;Adventurous&lt;br /&gt;Masque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to praise me again for my creativity, I do it more often then not. Come back to our original question…about dream. Which one of above two will you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to discuss more on this issue in my next post. Till then ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Oneirism!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-115345768911073246?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/115345768911073246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=115345768911073246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115345768911073246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115345768911073246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/07/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-115322960143667771</id><published>2006-07-18T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T06:35:06.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Alone Syndrome</title><content type='html'>Hey guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is new sundrome discoverd by none other then the great Me. Actually i discovered this syndrome during my recent 'Living Alone' experience at the current location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Probable causes of this syndrome are:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being Young yet &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Single and &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Also most importntly being Available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know most will be thinking "What a Loser". But believe me this is hell of an experience 'Living Alone'. More so when some one is a smart and handsome like me (see the pic for more info).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Symptoms of this syndrome are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not shaving regularly ( no one to show off)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting better at time management ( counting minutes as nothing else to do)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;World (to be precise Girls) looks more beautiful (something is always better then nothing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Develop better taste for food ( eat whatever you get)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;These are some of the most prominent symptoms found in people suffering from this syndrome. Now going forward, the blog will discuss issues related to this syndrome and later will also take questions from readers to provide customized solutions (looking for busines opportunity....old habbit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Guys, keep visiting the site for more updates and information regarding this ever spreading contagious syndrome.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Privileged members of this syndrome community will suffix there name with LA (Living Alone) to signify the importance of this syndrome in state of affairs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Happy Living Alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-115322960143667771?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/115322960143667771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=115322960143667771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115322960143667771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115322960143667771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/07/living-alone-syndrome.html' title='Living Alone Syndrome'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-115267362715125263</id><published>2006-07-11T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T20:08:28.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blasts!!</title><content type='html'>The barbarci act of voilence yesterday in Mumbai once again proved that we are vulnerable and those responsible are doing it time and again at their will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it stop some day??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to highlight the role of media in all this and to be true..it was insane. Can any body tell me what is the logic of showing disintegrated bodies on national channels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plz for god sake take some idea from London Blast Tv Coverage. They showed policemen trying to bring life to narmalicy not showing body parts lying around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell people think when they use their "Hi Tech" Mobile Phones to take photos of those who are lying their and are in desperate need of help. Is this humanity? Can u help those ppl instead of taking photos and showing it on TV?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Media has a role to play and that should be positive. What impact does it make on child\'s mind when he sees this sort of mindless coverage? He will think we are helpless and dont ahve vigour to face the devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plz people (Specially Media) show some concern and accountability..Stop sensationalising the things and give ur constructive contribution in facing this challenge rather then thinking about TRP rating...God Bless !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-115267362715125263?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/115267362715125263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=115267362715125263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115267362715125263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115267362715125263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/07/blasts.html' title='Blasts!!'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-115215881918665642</id><published>2006-07-05T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T22:00:01.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate...!</title><content type='html'>I hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;lies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;smoking&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;alcohol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ogling at girls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;communalism&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;reservation in education&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;being spendthrift&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cheating&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wasting time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watching mallika in "murder"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;copying in exams&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;match fixing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;night outs with friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;late night movies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;junk food&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;carbonated drinks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;politics&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;living alone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;working to earn money&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;designer wear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;staying in five star hotels&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;But man....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is life and one (including me without exceptions) has to &lt;strong&gt;do&lt;/strong&gt; the things one always &lt;strong&gt;hates&lt;/strong&gt;.................!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about doing it all...!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-115215881918665642?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/115215881918665642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=115215881918665642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115215881918665642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115215881918665642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-hate.html' title='I Hate...!'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-115198890068145647</id><published>2006-07-03T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T01:22:28.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exploring the City</title><content type='html'>Hello All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be irritated by my "living alone" stuff, dont worry. Here is something good abt the city. My free weekends provide me ample opportunity to explore the city specially for food. This Sunday i had lunch at a cafeteria in Alkapuri. To my surprise the interiors were neat and impressive. Air Conditioner was installed and was used only if customers were present, nice way to control utility costs. It has pastries, cakes, snacks and mocktails (my favourite..) apecially when u r living in a DRY state. First thing i ordered was mocktail prepared with Cranberry Juice. and another one named "Mit Summer Queen". Then some pastries followed by some sncaks and obviously cream roll in the end. Pretty impressive...isn't it? But guys i had to shell out a good 200 bucks for all that...! i know that impressive as well..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now come to Dinner..i had it at "Machu Picchu"..interesting name...well this name is the first reason i decided to try that place. But i loved the place for its interesting interiors and ambience. Reminded me of my college days when i used to hang out with friends and had blast. But as "Living Alone" thing continues those days are not to be found.&lt;br /&gt;I ordered chinese (usually i dont like but some how i could convince myself for experimenting) and by the time food came i enjoyed Cricket match on big television screen put up there. But main attraction was a young, tall, beautiful ( like anything), gorgeous and S*** girl sitting right next to my table. I know u r jealous but same was i as she was already escorted by a Huge Fellow ( no comments abt him as i dont know the relationship but his manouvers but not favourable for my aspirations) . Never mind i m used to consoling myself on such occassions ( u cant do anything else though).&lt;br /&gt;But believe me the food was S***, infact better then the girl i just described, Pl dont ask how can i compare food with a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was there till 10 PM and this is the usual time for me to go to bed ( In mumbai day atarted at 10 PM ...) But for a change i didnt have to waste my time exploring my past, sitting in my flat and did sthg better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i will visit that place someday again with that lady with me next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck guys...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-115198890068145647?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/115198890068145647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=115198890068145647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115198890068145647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115198890068145647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/07/exploring-city.html' title='Exploring the City'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-115158092233501844</id><published>2006-06-29T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T04:35:22.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Philanthropy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was amazed to see the news two days back that Mr. Warren Buffet has decided to donate around USD $37b to Gates Foundation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just tried to estimate how much is this amount, around 25% of indian Foreign Currency reserves, around 30% of market capitalization of BSE and so on. So we get that the sum donated by Mr. Buffet is pretty huge. Now i hear that Mr. Jackie Chan has decided to donate half of of his wealth that works out to be around 500m HongKong Dollars. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What is the reason that a person decides to donate his hard earned wealth? and why such spurt now?Answers to these questions may be with the donars only, we may just do some guess work.&lt;br /&gt;Are they following the Maslow's theory of Motivation taht everybody seeks next level of needs and finally Self-actualization? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Interesting thing is that the announcement came right after Mr. Gates's announcement of retirement from day to day activities of Microsoft within two years. What ever be the reason i just want to laud the gesture as the Foundation will use this money to try and eradicate top 20 deceases from the world. Top priority is AIDS, which has brought down life expectancy in South Africa to aroud 40 years.&lt;br /&gt;These people may have just staarted a trend and many will follow soon. These initiatives will go long way in making sure that the world's worst problems get the proper attention and proper resources.&lt;br /&gt;Just hope that there are more of Mr. Buffet and Mr. Gates who have some concern for the poor and under privileged childern of God...!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-115158092233501844?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/115158092233501844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=115158092233501844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115158092233501844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115158092233501844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/06/philanthropy.html' title='Philanthropy'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-115155934742015713</id><published>2006-06-28T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T22:35:47.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life with Football</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As the whole world is gripped in football fever, a thought comes to my mind and should come to mind of every indian. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Why a country of more then 1 Billion ( still going strong) doesnt have a team competitng at the biggest sporting spectacle on this earth?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There have been lot of notice that Cricket is given undue preference over other sports. But is it really the game that overshadows or the people attached to it? What has made cricket so popular in india? Is infrastructure the issue? What can government do to make other sports wide spread?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All these questions are raised very often and they die down soon enough. Lets compare the two games in terms of what you need to play them. Cricket needs a cricket ball, a bat and six stumps(often that is also not a pre requisite, u can make do with ur own arrangement like some sticks of bricks in place of stumps). Football requires "football". Is the cost of these basic things so different...i bet not much. Then what is the matter? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lets go to other aspect..'laying field'. As far as cricket is concerned.. one can play it in streets, on the roof literally anywhere u need minimun of two people. Football....hmmm u can also try it in street but wont be good enought if you have less number of people to play. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So where does the difference lies?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Will discuss more on that later...gotta go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Happy Reading&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Surya  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-115155934742015713?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/115155934742015713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=115155934742015713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115155934742015713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115155934742015713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/06/life-with-football.html' title='Life with Football'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-115149906442388916</id><published>2006-06-28T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T05:51:04.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life and Times of Surya</title><content type='html'>This is just for information of people who dont know me. I have recently joined a company at Vadodara. Being new to this place i dont know anybody. Living here for one month have taught me why 'Man is called a Social Animal'. This is specially true when u have five day week and for weekend you are left with nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this one month i spent productively. Trying to dwell in past and finding out what i did my whole life. In management language doing "Cost- Benefit" analysis of my life. Did i gain anything by spending 26 years of my life? (i dont have problem in revealing my age....:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This analysis proved to be helpful as i came to know what i did in past so many years, yearning for something and following something. Was i sure of my destination or just follwoing what others wanted me to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally i concluded that my life has been a "Break-Even" game. I have spent so many years and got back just equivalent ( no +ve gain though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result is now to make some sense out of my life i have to work more and more so that "cost-&lt;br /&gt;Benefit" analysis is in my favour before we disslove this partnership with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my deep and dark secrets, which i share only with few people and you are the chosen one..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-115149906442388916?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/115149906442388916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=115149906442388916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115149906442388916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115149906442388916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/06/life-and-times-of-surya.html' title='Life and Times of Surya'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30384707.post-115149645003001768</id><published>2006-06-28T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T05:37:40.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First One</title><content type='html'>Hello Everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day will be marked in the history (i dont know in golden letters or what) as an auspicious day when some one with such intelligence ( mind you, there is no adjective used for intelligence) started his own blog.&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of this blog is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;To bring "World Peace"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To help in bringing countries together.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To help in saving our culture from extreme 'Westernization'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;This Blog will discuss topics ranging from politics to music, astrology to nano-technology, war strategies to honeymoon plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Blog will contain only non-vulgar, authentic and non-pirated stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please dont ask me 'how' all this is possible in a world where 'Atomic Energy/ Nuclear plans are more highlighted then any 'Peace' initiative, Where people are looking for a excuse to kill each other (sorry guys this line is taken from movie "Rang de Basanti"). So please dont ask how this blog will succeed in meeting its purpose bcos i want to leave something for readers imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally comments of the readers (if there are any) will be appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please log on to this blog more often then regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30384707-115149645003001768?l=suryasharma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/feeds/115149645003001768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30384707&amp;postID=115149645003001768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115149645003001768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30384707/posts/default/115149645003001768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suryasharma.blogspot.com/2006/06/first-one.html' title='First One'/><author><name>Surya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06787390416729193817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2276/3258/1600/SuryaSharma.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
