<?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-37111691</id><updated>2012-02-19T19:05:59.971+05:30</updated><category term='Absurd Contemplations'/><category term='My Assests'/><category term='Discovering the Person in me'/><category term='In veiw of changing the world'/><category term='My Opinion'/><title type='text'>Whatever...</title><subtitle type='html'>About the blog, its.. as in, it says.. i mean.. WHATEVER!! I leave it to you to figure out!! Happy reading..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aashima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07842766429334908069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DqOkqSmyI9U/TvIMydxEPyI/AAAAAAAAAk8/-3m5U0WiXYA/s220/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-6510785762593788684</id><published>2012-02-19T15:40:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-02-19T19:05:08.349+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discovering the Person in me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Absurd Contemplations'/><title type='text'>Life back to Life..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Long time no see applies to me when it comes to Whatever these days. Life never got busy to an extent where I couldn't take out some time now and then to write my heart out. It was rather my own decision which kept retaining my resistance to interact someway or rather anyway with this post editor. Unlike the usual, it was a time when I didn't want anyone to know how and what I was feeling.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;When life changes, everything else has to wait for its settlement. Now, I guess settlement has started taking place in my piece of life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And by the grace of God and my loving family, like the usual, I again want to share my unbound thoughts and feelings with my world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;My legacy of contemplating life still continues the way it has always been my favorite topic. All this time, life had been a ride with&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;perhaps its lowest of the lows and the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;highest of the highs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Today, as I prepare myself to step ahead in an all new phase of life, I lay still, completely undisturbed and think of all the things I have got from life and of those which life might have in store for me. I know I had been bit&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;stubborn and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;demanding from life lately, but then I also believe that it was going to be a now-or-never decision. Millions of things are running through my mind and I am unable to settle them inside all by myself. I look back to those days of childhood times when going to school seemed a big project and scoring 10 out of 10 was the only goal of life. When getting candies from Mom was the only delight in life and fighting with Bro was the only problem I would have. Then I recollect growing up to those days of&amp;nbsp;adolescence when I assumed myself the queen of the world. It was a time when Mom's candies had turned into personal&amp;nbsp;vehicle&amp;nbsp;and fights extended their domain to friends as well. Gradually while stepping out of that growing-up adolescent age, there came a grown up stage where responsibility takes over most of the immaturity in you and life suddenly becomes an object of endless&amp;nbsp;contemplation. Its the time when you start setting your priorities and you also start driving according to them. From that point&amp;nbsp;onwards, I only see myself transitioning slowly and slowly into a new someone everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Now, when I dig deeper into this transition of mine, I realize there had been people who had stuck with me every moment despite the changes in me being good or bad, I realize that knowingly or unknowingly I have earned some gems which were the sole reason of all &amp;nbsp;the happiness in my account, I realize that my family is my constant source of existence and that its my first and last destination, I realize that my friends are my ultimate companions in this ride and they are the reason for my first and last celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;With all these amazing realizations, I do feel sad leaving a behind a part of me where I have lived my first half of life, but I also feel enormously confident to step forward and enter a new world with new people and new responsibilities. I just hope life and God keep blessing me with these amazing people together with the new ones as I transform my Love into this beautiful relationship called Marriage...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-6510785762593788684?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/6510785762593788684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=6510785762593788684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/6510785762593788684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/6510785762593788684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2012/02/life-back-to-life.html' title='Life back to Life..'/><author><name>Aashima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07842766429334908069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DqOkqSmyI9U/TvIMydxEPyI/AAAAAAAAAk8/-3m5U0WiXYA/s220/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-5009912983818109688</id><published>2010-11-26T23:31:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-26T23:34:10.885+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discovering the Person in me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Absurd Contemplations'/><title type='text'>Life - A kaleidoscope!</title><content type='html'>Life couldn't be more unstable and uncertain. But still, no matter what, there is a ray of hope.. and thats what is all that am living with!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-5009912983818109688?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/5009912983818109688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=5009912983818109688&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/5009912983818109688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/5009912983818109688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2010/11/life-kaleidoscope.html' title='Life - A kaleidoscope!'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-2779193371547518089</id><published>2010-10-29T11:32:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-29T13:37:29.630+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Absurd Contemplations'/><title type='text'>Pune..</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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Today is supposedly my last day in Infosys Pune, well, Pune. May be its natural, but the complete one year that I spent here is flashing right in front of my eyes, so clear, so loud. Thousands of feelings and thoughts are popping up, don’t know how and where to settle them. I remember the first day I stepped in here and I was amazed with the beauty of the Infy campus and excited with the very idea of inhabiting a new city. Living in pune was a beautiful and memorable experience. With all the goods and bads, I would rate it 8 on 10 though around 5 of these 8 points go to one soul reason.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Anyways..! As I write this post, I realize how badly am gonna miss this place! I’ll miss its weather. For sure am gonna miss the awesome weather where you can expect a heavy down pour anytime any day while drizzling is almost permanent here, where you always prefer bathing with hot water round the year, where you prefer fan speed to be as low as possible (atleast I prefer that!), where sky is always cloudy and makes you fall in love with the city all the way more. Am gonna miss the hang outs, the CCDs, the restaurants, the places that I had been to, many of them hold warm memories for me, and I will always look back to them whenever I’ll think of my good times. Am gonna miss Infosys Pune DC, for its beauty, for its elegance, for its location which is surrounded by hills on all sides, for its FC1, FC2 and iBPO, will miss the times of ECC, SDB 9, SDB 7, SDB 8 (I guess only an Infoscion can understand these jargons!), for giving me my first project, my first team, my first technology, my first of everything in a corporate beginning, I’ll miss this DC a LOT! Am gonna miss H101, my flat, my first flat, first independent life, gawd I’ll miss it badly. It wasn’t really a flat, it was more like&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;a home, thanks to three amazing partners of mine with whom life was all the way more beautiful. I learnt cooking, I learnt responsibility, I learnt what it takes to manage a home, both financially and emotionally, I learnt how to set the rules, I learnt how to define yourself, I loved my flat! Yes, am gonna miss the amazing people with whom I met and lived in pune and without whom all the above things wouldn’t have made any difference to me, I am gonna miss pune for numerous reasons but I’ll miss it most for the friends it gave me, every other reason is somewhere because of them only. Be it a colleague, a team member, a friend or a special friend, I lived every relation with its complete charm and no matter how things had been, I’ll remember each one of them, I’ll cherish each one of them. And when it comes to cherishing people attached to pune, I wanna say THANKS to the four closest friends of mine who were there with me in all the thick and thins, will miss you guys, will miss every second of our time spent together, whether on the roads of pune in FC, MG, KP, or in Infy, or in our very own flat, will miss you all, will miss the 5 of us together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I wish something happens and I don’t have to leave today, but miracles don’t really exist, not atleast when you expect them so terribly. Well, here people say, life moves on, as of now, I see mine as still! All I can say in the end is.. Farewells are BAD! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-2779193371547518089?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/2779193371547518089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=2779193371547518089&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/2779193371547518089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/2779193371547518089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2010/10/pune.html' title='Pune..'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-809185398178679519</id><published>2010-09-22T10:08:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-22T10:14:13.105+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Kasab to appeal in HC against death penalty next week?</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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Don’t really think the impact has completely revived itself from the mind and souls of the masses, well, not atleast mine. If I think of those terrifying days, I get the same feeling of rage and inhumanity which I had felt when the slaughter was in process. Taj, completely destroyed, took months to get into shape again and get working. If we come to contemplating the steps took afterwards by government to try to bring justice to the incidence or to implement certain safety measures to prevent such activities to go successful again in the future, well, the contemplation doesn’t leads any far,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;rather, doesn’t leads anywhere in comparison to the enormity of the bloodshed. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;And then today, after almost two years, they say Kasab to appeal in HC??? I feel like laughing my heart out for the lucky bastard who even after killing over 200 innocents and injuring more than that, is still alive in India, breathing Indian oxygen and eating Indian grain! Seems like Indian prisons are going short of criminals due to which they have started adopting every other criminal that comes and gets a safe shelter here. Why should there be law suite or any legal proceeding at all for him? Why should there be any wastage of time in hanging him to death? Why is Indian government so unfair to the innocents who died and their families who suffered the loss? Why can’t there be an exception in a rarest of rare case like this where abandoning all the proceedings, the monster is executed for his doings? Correct me if I am wrong or if I am going too much against the government but people expect visible results. There is no room for any patience or consolations any more.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Was reading news paper when the feeling cropped up so just couldn’t help yelling out. Once again I hope that things will improve and situations will change towards the justice. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Will now resume with the news.. you have a great time!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Chao!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-809185398178679519?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/809185398178679519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=809185398178679519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/809185398178679519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/809185398178679519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2010/09/kasab-to-appeal-in-hc-against-death.html' title='Kasab to appeal in HC against death penalty next week?'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-1960685990386050234</id><published>2010-03-07T00:57:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-19T00:01:37.425+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Will there ever be an end??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alright.. after pretty long time I've get back to Whatever today but there is something that is pestering my mind's peace so just couldn't resist logging in and start tapping my fingers on the keyboard. Its been 4-5 months am living in Pune and place, as I've seen, is pretty happening. Here, one would find highways, huge malls, heavy traffic, crowded places, great food joints, pubs &amp;amp; discos and everything that contributes towards the recipe of a highly commercialized and modern city in today's time! Pune is no less than a metro-city in itself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As a traditional weekend, I was out in the city today evening hanging out with friends.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Roaming around, we reached the site of German Bakery where a bomb exploded just 3 weeks back. Its funny to see how soon things come back to normal as if nothing has happened. I received calls from friends and family confirming my well being, thanked God for all the safety he has always been providing me and continued watching the news and returned to my daily routine from next day. Perhaps this attitude only is taking us where we are going. Ask those who have been affected - in TAJ, in Oberoi, in Nariman House of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mumbai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and now in German Bakery here in Pune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the news reports, many people lost their lives in the blast and the site still recites the testimony for all of them.  It was a completely ruined structure of bricks and cement which only appeared like an old, incomplete building if not a terrorists' victim! How easily does one incidence changes so many things. Place is taken over by police and policemen loaded with rifles stood through a long piece of the road! May be its just me who felt that or may be its that's true, but there was a peculiar kind of feeling in the air, kinda tensed one. I wasn't feeling very comfortable and as always, wanted to kill every bastard linked to these activities. All the whys and hows were back to my mind which crop up when any such thing happens. While I was already going in and out of these thoughts, the autowalas told that the way to lane 4 is closed as another bomb has been suspected in the vicinity. Now this forced me to think million times within myself.. What is the safety of life left here? You leave your home early in the morning and you never know whether you'll return or not! There is hardly anything these assholes think or care about save for their own selfish and without-any-direction goals. To what extent can the security be incorporated to make sure nothing of such kind happens? You miss one place and then see the consequences. The insecurity is rising and today, to me atleast, it went to a level more than I could take. I know that this is a temporary feeling, as we're happy till we're safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, I or rather most of us hardly have much to do about it. All we can do is forward a pray to God to satisfy and convince ourselves that somewhere, somehow, we are with all those who have been unnecessarily dragged into this dance of terrorism. So, I really really hope they get their part of justice and wish things get controlled and come to a halt soon before it gets too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless All!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-1960685990386050234?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/1960685990386050234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=1960685990386050234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/1960685990386050234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/1960685990386050234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2010/03/will-there-ever-be-end.html' title='Will there ever be an end??'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-4984896955160580490</id><published>2009-07-05T02:08:00.013+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-22T17:36:27.646+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Absurd Contemplations'/><title type='text'>Turning Pages...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alright!! Seems I've finally completed my training!! The feeling,I thought, would be overloaded with excitement and joy but it ain’t anything like that. Its a happy feeling but kinda empty! If you ask me the reason.. I myself don’t know! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Woah!! It has been 4 months I've been away from my whatever’s post editor... and to summarize these 4 months in a single post ain’t an easy thing to do! Life seems to have taken a sharp turn.. a turn which has given a new direction to my life! Though at times , the very idea of this new change pesters me in the context whether its exactly what i wanted or not!! I often wonder whether my life is leading in the direction I wanted it to or not but almost every time, I do not happen to land on a definite answer! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As of now, the cons that lay attached to this new life are good in their number! I have become responsible.. WOW! Now with responsible, I don’t mean to say I was a born junk of trash or immensely irresponsible but its just that i never had a task or job waiting for my action. There was nothing that I was in complete charge of and now , there is a lot of it including my life! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gone are the days when doing nothing was all that kept me busy round the clock.. when planning parties and get-togethers was done every now and then.. when there was nothing that was left undone as I was never short of time.. when watching movies and Friends constituted a major part of my daily routine.. when music was with me the way I am with myself.. when that hostel room and my best friends was my favorite hangout.. when my room at home was my favorite resting place.. when I daily used to see and talk to people I adore.. and like this.. when there was so much of it...is all gone!! But then I knew it would happen and luckily, life is fair enough to me that my past doesn’t overpowers my present! Life still remains my favorite game, interesting and adventurous as ever! Getting out of myself more than I thought I could deliver is a good feeling. Now there's a lot to do in a day but then I like to keep doing something or the other, there are lesser parties but taking out time for even one after a long gap is a different kinda fun, things need to be postponed at times but then I am happy that still, there is nothing that's left undone be it sooner or later, movies are fewer but that's okay and as of Friends, its still on.. can't afford to miss on it!! Miss the intensity of my music but again, haven't compromised much with it. Hostel can never come back, nor those friends so I've learnt missing them. As there ain't much time to rest, there ain't any time to miss my room as well. As of my world of people, have nothing more to say other then "Miss You Guys!!!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But as always, I continue loving my life as before and am lovin this new phase with all it is offering me. Though, I hope someday, I'll be able to understand the goal that lies in these fast turning pages of my life more clearly...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;P.S.: At the end of every post I write on Whatever, I can't resist feeling "Why the hell am I so abstract!!!". And once again I am feeling the same as I read my post before publishing.. but can't really change it.. it's just what I feel!! So kindly adjust ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And with that.. Goodnite...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hale Good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-4984896955160580490?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/4984896955160580490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=4984896955160580490&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/4984896955160580490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/4984896955160580490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2009/07/turning-pages.html' title='Turning Pages...'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-1618969208088394703</id><published>2009-03-01T00:01:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-06T17:08:59.299+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Absurd Contemplations'/><title type='text'>Its time for a change...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alright, finally the time has arrived for which I had been waiting for a long time! Its the beginning of a new life, a new world to me. This new everything expects or rather requires me to be a new entire being too. Don't really know if I am anyways capable of doing any of that but I know one thing that I am willing to tackle things that lay piled up for me in the near future.   As for the war of feelings and emotions going on inside me, there's  a part which makes me ponder over that unfortunate moment when I readily uploaded this huge decision in my horoscope. Something that wouldn't allow my family and my people to be an active part of my life for a good period of time but that occurs for just a matter of instance. Optimism and high zeal still rest as the overpowering part of the war. Will miss some amazing people that I know and will miss some beautiful times I spent being with them but I guess that is the real essence of the turn of the events taking place in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hope living thousands of miles away from my home and entering into the corporate world proves to be a major milestone for me and leads me to the place I have always wanted to be!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fingers X :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-1618969208088394703?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/1618969208088394703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=1618969208088394703&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/1618969208088394703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/1618969208088394703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-time-for-change.html' title='Its time for a change...'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-2003067711202605590</id><published>2009-01-15T01:29:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-15T02:00:37.699+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Opinion'/><title type='text'>Slumdog Millionaire</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The movie's ending song was still running when I was already logging into my whatever. Slumdog Millionaire is one piece of splendid research and deliverance. I don't remember when I last enjoyed every single moment of a movie to this extent. The way the slums of Mumbai have been portrayed makes you build an exact picture of what the reality might hold. The life of people in those slums is more awful than I could ever imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; No safety, no direction, just living for the heck of it. There's nothing but s**t in their lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; It made me believe the saying more than before that "Its a sin to be born poor". Though its worth pondering why hollywood was closer to real India while bollywood couldn't come up with a subject which was dwelling right here with us, but its still appreciable that a subject like this was thought and executed, that too, so well. All I can say to summarize is - A must-watch!&lt;br /&gt;Great work Mr.Boyle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-2003067711202605590?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/2003067711202605590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=2003067711202605590&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/2003067711202605590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/2003067711202605590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2009/01/slumdog-millionaire.html' title='Slumdog Millionaire'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-756893408019605509</id><published>2009-01-13T01:14:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-14T02:00:17.310+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Opinion'/><title type='text'>Whats with Raju?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If I recall the time when I completed my secondary school and had to opt for a career line, I took non-medical in awe of the boom in the IT industry at that time. And through all the subsequent years, the industry has grown and touched great heights. But with the collapse of Satyam, things don't appear the same.&lt;br /&gt;Ramalinga Raju's huge scam of over 7000 crore rupees, first of its nature and extent in Indian history, has put a question mark on the credibility of Indian IT cos. Thousands of people affected, some in terms of their careers while others with their investments. Many crores of rupees going missing! Above all, a national loss of a major IT company as it sinks! Talking of Ramanlinga Raju, there are certain questions that hover in my mind. Being the founder and chairman of Satyam Computers, why would he not deal with the problems as and when they started? Why would he want the company to run in losses? Why would a man with an intellect like his choose to ride a tiger knowing he can't get off without being eaten? Did he do that with the only aim of making large amounts of fast and illegal money? Can a founder seek to destroy his own foundation? As people and web portals reveal, Raju is a man to be looked up to! He was(is) an inspiration, an idol to those who worked with him. He sure is a culprit, culprit to the law and all the people who trusted him and his company but I still feel there is another side of all of this which is yet to be explored. He is not a hero, but he is not even a deliberate criminal. I sincerely wish that things become transparent soon and Satyam, unlike Enron, regains its lost position.&lt;br /&gt;I just wish Satyam and well, Raju too, all the best! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-756893408019605509?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/756893408019605509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=756893408019605509&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/756893408019605509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/756893408019605509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2009/01/whats-with-raju.html' title='Whats with Raju?'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-4833823197809335129</id><published>2008-12-31T01:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-05T18:02:54.280+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Assests'/><title type='text'>I am overwhelmed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Am just back from the last party of the day (haven't counted the total number yet!) and attended my last call for the wishes (Well they're uncountable!). Feeling too tired, can't stand on my feet for more than 10 seconds, headache going to and fro like a pendulum in my head but I still can't afford to miss the chance to express whats running through my mind besides the oscillating pendulum!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After celebrating four blasting birthdays in the hostel, I was sure am gonna miss my hostel today but surprisingly it didn't really happen! Or may be I was too occupied to think of my past parties. The day was overflowing with things I have always adored - flowers, stuff toys, temptations, chocolate cakes and parties. After all, am just another girl! Compared to my previous years, I wasn't much excited for my day this year and had too normal an attitude towards it. But well, I have some awesome people around me who always make sure that its not even that normal. It may be a small gesture at their part but then its not only just a gesture to me! It was only friends till now who used to make my day, semester exams at the end of the year never allowed family to be a part of it, but am so glad there were both this time! And the way it turned out was outta my expectation's domain. But then I feel, unexpected things are far better than those which are expected.. right?&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna say is that you guys RoCk big time yaar!! Mmuaah!&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS to all you amazing people!!&lt;br /&gt;At last.. Happy Birthday to Me :)&lt;br /&gt;So where's the party Tonight? (Cummon, its new year eve yaar!!) ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-4833823197809335129?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/4833823197809335129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=4833823197809335129&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/4833823197809335129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/4833823197809335129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-overwhelmed.html' title='I am overwhelmed!'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-438542174496602676</id><published>2008-12-27T02:36:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-14T02:00:31.401+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Opinion'/><title type='text'>Flawless.. if something can be!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is with reference to the movie Ghajini. Perhaps the most talked about and most awaited movie of the year 2008. You must have gone through the feeling when there is lots that is being expected outta you. The feeling is of uneasiness, sometimes disturbing, making you lose concentration and yeilding many what-ifs running through the mind's aisle! But the deed is to live up to the expectations despite the pressure. Similar is what I felt for Aamir when I saw the movie today. Amidst the expectations, the guy has delivered an immaculate performance and has hit the screen with a big bang! Two kinda roles have been show cased in the movie, and its difficult to judge which one of the two enjoyed more justice. After his great piece - Taare Zameen Par, one could portray him in a similar frame of looks in Ghajini but the lad knew how to bring out the difference. Feels really great to witness someone loaded with this great amount of talent. Kudos to The Ace khan - Aamir Khan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-438542174496602676?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/438542174496602676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=438542174496602676&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/438542174496602676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/438542174496602676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2008/12/flawless-if-something-can-be.html' title='Flawless.. if something can be!'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-6720193699822146403</id><published>2008-12-20T02:24:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-05T18:04:09.714+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discovering the Person in me'/><title type='text'>Cold cold winters...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hardly two or three minutes back when I took the first sip of my tomato soup, I realized that to whichever season it may be compared to, winter season remains unsurpassed among all! And this very feeling made me jump into my blanket and start tapping my fingers on the keyboard to compose this post while sipping away the hot soup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I guess I love every little or big aspect of this beautiful season. The woolen jackets and fur over coats, rubbing off hands to produce any possible amount of heat, noses turning red, shiver down the spine, freezing carbon dioxide coming out of the mouth (..gawd I love it!!), basking in the sun, the intense fog making you feel as if the clouds have climbed down to earth, watching people and vehicles moving in and out of these clouds, getting all the more lethargic, sweet corn soup, hot coffee or hot choco which seem to taste better than ever before, sitting besides fireplace, reading a novel and realizing its more interesting than you'd heard or thought, raisins, chilled ice creams (I bet no winter memory is complete without ice creams!!) and so much more! I absolutely love visiting hill stations specially those with ample of snow covered roads and surroundings. No wonder I cherish my Rohtang pass tour more than any other I have been to. Snowfall, though still a part of my fantasies, is the bestest (if there exists such a word!!) part of the winters! Well I guess that suggests I must plan for Simla within coming few weeks.. whatsay folks!! he he..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Very lately when I was in Delhi hanging out with friends, I lived one of the most splendid winter evenings of my life. At the exit gate of the metro station, while on our way to a friend's pg, it occurred to one of us the idea to go for cycling. Thanks to Delhi metros which leave you as refreshing at the destination station as you were at the source, despite the heavy traffic on the city roads. So there we were, all four gals ready to hit the road with our selected cycles. I must appreciate my confidence then as I was going to ride a bicycle after almost 10 years. Whatever! Who cares! We started off and there was no stopping then. Paddling to the full force, honking unnecessarily, outlining all possible geometrical figures with special emphasis on curves, then resting the paddles to let the cycle move on its own, playing with the handle and experiencing the chilling breeze across the face and to add the perfect bollywood touch, singing in chorus "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;awara bhawre jo haule haule gaaye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;..". To the people walking in the lanes, two kinds of impressions of ours might have occurred. Either of those too small kids who have recently learned riding a bicycle or of those too big to care for the world around them. We belonged to the second category. Atleast from what we felt at that time. After a long ride, we rested to have momos and were on the way back with the same spirits! If I could describe the experience, the feeling in a single word, I'd say it was heavenly, a blend of perfect timing, perfect climate and the very perfect companions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cheers gurlz! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;At times (may be more than that!), I really enjoy sitting in the balcony late at nights, feeling the cold, listening to the rustling of leaves and tuning to my favorite music. Nothing seems to matter at that time. Life seems to come to a halt at those moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; but they are something  that are capable enough to move me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-6720193699822146403?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/6720193699822146403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=6720193699822146403&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/6720193699822146403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/6720193699822146403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2008/12/cold-cold-winters.html' title='Cold cold winters...'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-3674453124537923835</id><published>2008-12-17T20:45:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-17T21:32:18.541+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In veiw of changing the world'/><title type='text'>Are current situations a sign of World War III??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It may be too early, may be insane on my part too, to predict or rather even think of such a malicious notion but one really can't suppress one's thoughts! I'd been thinking, rather the thought of another world war itself had been dwelling and growing within me since the Mumbai massacre took place. At that time, I considered myself absurd for thinking too extreme and beyond limits. But in these 20 days that have gone by post the black day, situations have only worsened, seemingly in the direction of my raw feeling.&lt;/span&gt;  What does a war needs as its preliminar&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;y atmosphere? Tensions among countries, increase in anti-social activities, lack of security everywhere, avenging feelings among people, availability of large amount of deadly weapons and ammunition! And with all these, we have the economic recession too. World War II too commenced with one such recession after all, with the very famous The Great Depression of the year 1929, the fall of US economy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now when after all this if I try and think of possible measure to avoid any possiblity of it, I end up in the middle of no where! Violent reactions to the situations would not deter it and being patient and numb will be an injustice to all the sufferers of 26/11 and with them, to every Indian.&lt;br /&gt;I only hope that the protecters of terrorsim realize that terrorism is not even going to spare them. And that they realize this before things go out of everyone's control and help the world combat with the evil in every possible way they can!&lt;br /&gt;May God bless all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-3674453124537923835?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/3674453124537923835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=3674453124537923835&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/3674453124537923835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/3674453124537923835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2008/12/are-current-situations-sign-of-world.html' title='Are current situations a sign of World War III??'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-106196260537890135</id><published>2008-11-30T22:53:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:32:22.792+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In veiw of changing the world'/><title type='text'>Why can't we??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The terror seems to have ended in the areas of Mumbai but it will take a long time, perhaps an eternity, to be completely revived from the hearts of the people. People who have suffered the massacre live in any form, being an eye witness, being an injured among the hundreds, loosing dear ones and of course being terrorized. The horrible dance of death which continued for two and half days left every soul under the sky, who got to know of it, completely astonished! Apart from Mumbaikars, who were too much unfortunate to have been a part of the blackout, the Indians all over weren't at ease as well. As for me, I found hard to sleep peacefully those two nights and would sneak into the tv room in the middle of the night time and again to check out if there was any development. There was an unusual, constant fear within me and I wouldn't go out of my room when the lights had gone out. I felt foolish realizing the extent of the impact the episode had had on me but I was helpless. I couldn't get it off my mind.&lt;/span&gt; Well, I still can't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It feels as if once a benediction, our democracy today is turning into a curse for us! Firstly, media having all the unjustified rights to cover such events which work more fruitfully for the enemies than for the nation. Why don't the cops just blow up their cameras if they can't understand the importance of the moment? Secondly, democratic constitutions enable multi-party system which is the biggest draw back of our political system. Politicians are so very preoccupied with their defending and proceeding ceremonies that they hardly get time to see whats happening in the jurisdiction they are elected to be responsible for. Thirdly, our soft constitution doesn't allows sentencing the capital punishment save in extreme cases. And this gives birth to the vicious cycle of increased anti-social activities by the viruses to get their companion outlaws out of the bars. I am sure the kandhar plane hijack episode still dwells somewhere in memories of the masses. The fourth and the major reason that accounts for majority of the recent blood sheds around the country is establishing all religions equal! When in a country like ours, where every religion is given same status and still people are willing to go to any limit to fight for their religion, the constitution's amendments perhaps seem unnoticed!&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we then make changes in the constitution if that can help getting things straight? Why can't we limit media coverage in such cases as a rule? Why can't we introduce a two party system in India to make the ministers realize what their real deed and concern should be? Why can't we hang the culprits when its established that the person is more a monster than a human? Why can't we???&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if still anything will be done for the betterment of the jeopardized systems of India, be it intelligence, politics, coastal and border securities, or any other from the endless list, but I only hope that the power holders would at least care to throw a few crumbs of their expensive time on the beggars so that, in the future, we don't have to sigh.. Why couldn't we!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-106196260537890135?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/106196260537890135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=106196260537890135&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/106196260537890135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/106196260537890135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-cant-we.html' title='Why can&apos;t we??'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-7058918529573484835</id><published>2008-11-29T12:43:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:32:22.792+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In veiw of changing the world'/><title type='text'>Trying to recover...</title><content type='html'>The desperadoes killed around 200 innocents in the giant slaughter which went on for nearly 60 long hours!! We salute the NSG (National Security Guard) team for their incredible bravery and congratulate them on their grand success. Three cheers for them!&lt;br /&gt;Though its more horrifying to know the real intentions of the terrorists which were destroyed by our heroes, which include blowing up the entire Taj Hotel, what awaits now is the series of actions and steps the country expects from the govt, both state and central. We hope, at least now, they will abandon their sycophancy, grow up from their corrupt politics and would bring out productive and efficient results to calm down the nation's upsurge.&lt;br /&gt;I make a solemn request. Everyone who reads it, please make an effort to light a candle for our martyrs.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-7058918529573484835?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/7058918529573484835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=7058918529573484835&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/7058918529573484835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/7058918529573484835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2008/11/trying-to-recover.html' title='Trying to recover...'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-2998215761231771726</id><published>2008-11-27T23:27:00.014+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:32:22.792+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In veiw of changing the world'/><title type='text'>Help India! Save India!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whether its India's 9/11 or not, but 26th november '08 is truly one of the darkest days or, perhaps, The Darkest day in the Indian terror history. Great Mahn!! I mean a country with the highest population density on the globe is handicapped by mere 15-20 armed bastards! Aged between 20-25, I must say their guts and planning is commendable! I suppose if 1/10th, yeah just a small fraction of their concern for their targets had been present in the the govt of India, this would never be possible. Seems the govt of ours is like a chemical compound on a photographic plate which has the capability to absorb everything that comes its way but has nothing to do with changing them or dealing with them, rather, have all the powers to modify the reality and bring out the result that one wants. Our so-called saviors well know how to fight to establish whose better.. congress or bjp or any other of the million parties for that matter, but fortunate enough for them and unfortunate for rest of the country, that is all they perhaps know and seem concerned with! USA was challenged on 9/11, and they made sure they don't get to witness another similar date! Sure, if USA is said to be the king of the world, it deserves indisputably!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It sounds amazing how theses loaded beggars played well at execution of their fabulous plan to break into the biggest and one of the most important metro cities of the country. More than that, they furthered their plans to take over the three buildings 0f the city, two of them, The Taj Hotel and The Oberoi Hotel being the heritage of the country as a whole! Who would now dare call Mumbai as the city of dreams? Dozens of people loosing their lives &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;within nanoseconds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; in the grenade blasts carried out in the most crowded places of the financial capital of India, blind firing, many kept as hostages, including foreigners, tourists, crying and waiting for their lives and families to be freed. I wonder what worse than this can be the real war-time conditions!! If The Taj, 105 years old asset of India can be successfully targeted and damaged, then what safety does our real taj, The Taj Mahal holds? If the legacy continues, soon India would serve for tourists (If only they choose to visit India anymore!!), as a museum for distorted and probably ruined historical monuments, each carrying a unique hallmark of the uncontrolled terrorism in the country!&lt;br /&gt;Its no less than an age old bollywood movie script where the villain and his gang succeeds in breaking in wherever they wish to! I often used to wonder at such scenes while watching a similar kinda movie, "Ahh forget it! These movie makers show anything! How could that possibly happen!" But today I feel I'd been living with terrible misconceptions! Also, there aren't any real time Akshay Kumars or Hrithik Roshans, who even without any arm and ammunition are capable of serving the rotten-sneaks the taste of dust. We've already lost some valuable officers of the country who could be or rather, were of great aid in combating the internal crime of the country had this episode never happened. Perhaps destiny chose them to pay for the doings, infact, the "undoings" of our darling politicians! May their souls rest in peace. Movies overflowing with glamor and masala are all that seem to be highlighted but what about those who aren't made just to capture audience but also to convey a message? Alas! Movies like these come, are accoladed till those 30 minutes of the post-movie discussions and are then forgotten. I know movie like The Wednesday will never win a best movie award, but it sure deserves one, at least I believe this! Brunettes and larger than life sets aren't the sole definition of a five starer film.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lets wake up from our long slumber fellas and lets hit it hard! They think we're coward? Well everyone knows they're bigger ones, can't dare operate without their limbs - their weapons! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let them know our population is not a curse but a boon to us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lets put a full stop to our unsafe lives and get our India into a safe domain and for that matter, let it take anything it asks for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Forgiving a terrorist is left to GOD, but fixing their appointment with the GOD is our responsibility!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jai Hind!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-2998215761231771726?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/2998215761231771726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=2998215761231771726&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/2998215761231771726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/2998215761231771726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2008/11/help-india-save-india.html' title='Help India! Save India!'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-5712994001675543772</id><published>2008-11-10T22:58:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:32:22.793+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In veiw of changing the world'/><title type='text'>SoMeDaY...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Someday, everything will make perfect sense.. So for now..Laugh at the confusion, Smile through the tears &amp;amp; keep reminding yourself that everything happens for a reason!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Keep Rocking!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-5712994001675543772?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/5712994001675543772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=5712994001675543772&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/5712994001675543772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/5712994001675543772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2008/11/some-day-everything-will-make-perfect.html' title='SoMeDaY...'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-4776416381643746377</id><published>2008-06-21T03:10:00.018+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:30:21.551+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discovering the Person in me'/><title type='text'>May God bless them..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whats up? Well am good, pretty fine, but I guess something is making me feel uncomfortable. Few moments back, while I was walking through the lane outside, this lil girl caught my attention who was busy fossicking some useful garbage around. Yeah the word is right - useful. She didn't have her feet covered, hair resembling some worn out ropes, wearing a shabby frock, possibly the only piece of cloth she might have to cover herself. She was barely 7-8 years old, least interested to notice whats happening around her, whose passing her or noticing her. All that mattered to her was that garbage bin. This awful scene, as many times before, makes me go wild thinking what made me lucky enough to lead a comfortable life without any worries for survival, to think about my future instead of how am gonna survive for the next dawn of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Poverty has always been bothering me. It always makes me ponder how I would have managed had I been into the same situation. Leading a miserable life, sacrificing at every step, compromising for every need and wish of yours, no freedom of thoughts, living with floods of problems to be faced every now and then, seeing your family in a constant state of dolor, feeling helpless about yourself, dwelling in boondocks, missing fans in summer, fighting with cold winters without proper blankets, lacking those minimum resources required to make a living and so much more! Doesn't that makes you wonder that we never at all had any problem in our lives? The situation gets worst when this poverty continues riding over the shoulders of senescent age. Old age is a stage at which one expects some attention and care which indeed  is replaced by one in which they, as always, have to go out and earn whatever little they can, no matter whether their health allows or their feet ache! Its touching to see these people pulling rickshaws, cleaning dishes, carrying loads, serving tea and indulging in other pecuniary activities and yabbering with those trembling words. Amidst all this, its good to see them smiling at times. They surely might have been blessed to be able to manage finding some or the other reasons to smile and stay happy in their course of bridewell life. I sometimes wish if I could help them in some way as nothing seems as satisfying as being one of the reasons for their smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As of now, I only want to thank the Almighty for blessing me with a halcyon and mellifluous life where I can plan things other than just sustaining for another day. And WHATEVER, I guess life perhaps is one of the best gifts we have, I wish you a happy one!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Be good, be fine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Living!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-4776416381643746377?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/4776416381643746377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=4776416381643746377&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/4776416381643746377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/4776416381643746377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2008/06/may-god-bless-them.html' title='May God bless them..'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-1669370672252875954</id><published>2008-01-28T23:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:34:50.056+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Assests'/><title type='text'>Home Away From Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is not just a collection of words, but an articulation of a feeling that has been dwelling inside of me for more than 3 long years now. Though my hostel life is about to come to an end pretty soon, still there are uncountable feelings and experiences, both good and bad and ofcourse some people that remain attached to it through all these years which will make this life always seem afresh to me!&lt;br /&gt;Here's a narration of all that i've been through but its not in my words, rather in those of my sweetest friend Aman. He wrote it for me, I am writing it here! Reading it, every time makes me wonder how the hell could he elaborate my thing so well and speak my heart out! I myself wouldn't have been so precise. Thanks ain't really the word for it. Also, this goes out to all my hostelites who have been a companion on the same road as mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a bright morning, am away from home,&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking of my past three years, where they have gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was alloted room no. 320 on the 1st floor,&lt;br /&gt;I find a girl inside as I step inside the door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shake our hands with doubts in our mind,&lt;br /&gt;but now we are close friends, very difficult to find!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now share my room with 4 of my friends,&lt;br /&gt;we do a lot of fun and follow the latest trends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the birthday parties, I remember all the fun,&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time we laughed together and standing under the sun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the moments we share and all the surprises i get,&lt;br /&gt;All the songs we sung together, I can never forget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at my pictures and smile of my own,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you make it for me, A home away from home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a bright morning, am away from my home,&lt;br /&gt;Am in a hostel away from my Mom...&lt;br /&gt;But I never feel bored, I never feel alone,&lt;br /&gt;You people make it for me, A HOME AWAY FROM HOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-1669370672252875954?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/1669370672252875954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=1669370672252875954&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/1669370672252875954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/1669370672252875954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2008/01/home-away-from-home.html' title='Home Away From Home'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-4869897317263410330</id><published>2007-12-22T19:48:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-21T22:03:41.038+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Assests'/><title type='text'>Heya...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jB_7CSHl1OE/TvIKOovJeAI/AAAAAAAAAkM/8CGFt4Bc4Jw/s1600/5452ae46b5989cb3b60e00c7dd71d524.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jB_7CSHl1OE/TvIKOovJeAI/AAAAAAAAAkM/8CGFt4Bc4Jw/s320/5452ae46b5989cb3b60e00c7dd71d524.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688620525891975170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No other intentions folks... Just dropped in to say a HI :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have a Great time !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;TaTa :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-4869897317263410330?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/4869897317263410330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=4869897317263410330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/4869897317263410330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/4869897317263410330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2007/12/heya.html' title='Heya...'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jB_7CSHl1OE/TvIKOovJeAI/AAAAAAAAAkM/8CGFt4Bc4Jw/s72-c/5452ae46b5989cb3b60e00c7dd71d524.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-437325011989578943</id><published>2007-12-22T14:28:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-21T22:12:25.639+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discovering the Person in me'/><title type='text'>CeLeBrATiON!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eLTPLEpEWKo/TvIMZfx78_I/AAAAAAAAAkw/17dvLCT455g/s1600/City%252Bof%252BJoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eLTPLEpEWKo/TvIMZfx78_I/AAAAAAAAAkw/17dvLCT455g/s320/City%252Bof%252BJoy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688622911489569778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Haelo.. how you doin?? I am as usual breathing healthy and celebrating life!! Celebration... hmm what definition does it actually hold? Well dictionary says it means "activities engaged in celebrating something". Now this is where the distinction comes into play, distinction in the reasons of celebration! I guess the topic transcends into multifarious divisions as we move from one individual to another. Festivals.. ahh the biggest celebration for the masses. With gallons of predefined rituals and tools, festivals carry within themselves their own charm of celebration sandwiched in that numinous spirit that we don't feel in our day-to-day lives! Diwali is one festival that actually is close to my heart. There ain't any specific reason for my liking but I enjoy each and every aspect of it with all my spirits! Be it crackers, the Pooja, the fun with family, the sweets all over, exchange of gifts, the emblazon activities, lights all the way, candles - my love and everything else that remains unmentioned, I love it all! Apart from festivals, there are moments of success which call for a mandatory celebration. Hey I've got a job.. lets dine out!! Or I've got my love.. lets make it a grand!! Celebration marks the importance of the moment right away. It gives you a source to express your happiness and recite your feelings to everyone who matters. And then what more can you ask for when your convivial moments are accompanied by your loved ones.. So just PARTY!!&lt;br /&gt;Following in the line are anniversaries and birthdays! And here comes everyone's favorite i.e. Birthdays! In simple words, a birthday marks an incipient life, a nascent journey. Its special as yours belongs to only you! But for me its special because of the angels and cupids who make it so. Can't explain in just words what it feels! Its so beautiful a feeling that there are people who are only busy in making sure that my day would be the best ever for me. They would make all possible and impossible efforts for the day, would go wild thinking over and over to dig out that most exclusive theme that has never been witnessed, heard or even thought of, ache their empty heads round the clock just to remove the slightest imperfection if there is and chuckling what more spice can be added, would let no compromises enter into the scene and then of course would make it absolutely sure that I don't know anything of it!! ( They think so?? Let them ;) ). Its absolute fun to see those mavericks, who never cared for time being wasted, who only enjoy spending severals of hours doing nothing but lying, getting lethargic and passing on those wafer packets from one to another, scheduling each and every second of my day in the most beautiful way that could be possible. In a nut shell, I feel like the princess of nowhere ;) A sort of elysium. And then WHATEVER.. AM LOVIN IT !!!!!!! Those big and small surprises on a single day from your small world of your people can bless you with some moments whose memories can't be amassed in a day or two! Its vapors remain moist for a long time!! You may come and and go on the day itself buddy.. may be for some limited moments, but just wanna say thats lots more than just enough. By the end of the day, all I know is I have some real special people in my life who are there to take very good care of my joys and me too of course :)&lt;br /&gt;LoVe YoU All !!&lt;br /&gt;But at last, tell me something.. do you really think that one actually needs a reason to celebrate?? Ann ann.. I don't really think so! For me, every moment deserves a celebration. Getting gregarious without any reason is somewhat a different kinda fun. Everyone expects gifts on some occasion but those given without any reason or occasion are more valuable for me perhaps. Nothing out there is a small beer, everything needs to be accoladed. And its facile enough. Celebrate because you're free, you're haling good, coz you don't have anything else to do for now or you wanna shout at the highest pitch of yours, celebrate coz you are in a mood to dance, you wanna enjoy some real wild music, do it coz all you guys are together once again ( doesn't matter if you last met a day before only!!), celebrate coz you got the least marks in your sessionals (it surely is tough!!), celebrate coz you've got your guy or celebrate that your search is still on, celebrate just because you want to, you ought to, you deserve to and above all simply because you don't have a reason NOT to!! Work hard, party harder dude. Seeking reasons is waste of time my friend so what are you waiting for??&lt;br /&gt;ITS THE TIME TO DISCO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;EnJoY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Chao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-437325011989578943?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/437325011989578943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=437325011989578943&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/437325011989578943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/437325011989578943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2007/12/celebration.html' title='CeLeBrATiON!!!'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eLTPLEpEWKo/TvIMZfx78_I/AAAAAAAAAkw/17dvLCT455g/s72-c/City%252Bof%252BJoy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-5007203682456688754</id><published>2007-07-03T23:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:32:22.793+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In veiw of changing the world'/><title type='text'>The world is changing!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today we are living in a world which is capable, in itself, of performing every possible task required. Just like the features in our computers, we have the feature of WYSIWYG (what you see is what you get)in our lives as well. Its just a matter of seconds to incorporate a wild or may be seem-to-be-impossible idea that you might have been contemplating since long and fantasizing about turning it into reality!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Trying making a sprint back to times which didn’t have the existence of a perfect shelter, the first thought that pops up in my mind is “How could they manage surviving in so severe conditions!!”. But the fact is they did because they had to improve and provide a pathway &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for the world we are living in today. Starting from the ill-equipped shelters, we evolved into houses and then there were huge and beautiful mansions. In feild of transport as well, from the times we had carts, we have reached today when we are facilitated with cars and airbuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But did we ever realise that with advancements and technological developments, we are advancing more and more towards various hazards and diseases. Nobody ever encountered the fatal problems of AIDS and Cancer in those times, nor was there the existing devastating terrorism and accidents! Airplanes were a major achievement of mankind, but it brought along with it plane crashes and hijacks! Peace of mind is something that everybody hesitates to confess they have.We are living, sometimes I feel, just for the heck of it. As a mater of tradition, we are born, we grow up learning in a good school, continue our education in some good feild of studies to make sure of our earnings, engage ourselves in a family and keep living till the end of time.&lt;br /&gt;But they say science is getting more and more comforts to us! World is shrinking with advanced techniques of communications. Internet being one major invention that cannot be left out in this respect. Wi-fi and broadband being more advancer! And then with these we have the atomic and nuclear bombs having the capability of destroying the whole planet in a fraction of second! Amazing it sounds that the hands which invent medicines to cure the humanity strive to bring it to a full stop with these weapons! Who knows whats going to happen the next moment in this digital world of 0’s and 1’s? We are at 1 today, we might be at 0 tomorrow! But then again.. WHATEVER!! Friends, its now or never is all I want to say. Don’t postpone anything to tomorrow and make the most of it today itself because they say.. THE WORLD IS CHANGING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-5007203682456688754?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/5007203682456688754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=5007203682456688754&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/5007203682456688754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/5007203682456688754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2007/07/world-is-changing.html' title='The world is changing!!'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-2760537340987957998</id><published>2007-06-05T18:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:30:21.552+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discovering the Person in me'/><title type='text'>I believe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Affirmation&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the sun should never set upon an argument&lt;br /&gt;I believe we place our happiness in other people's hands&lt;br /&gt;I believe that junk food tastes so good because it's bad for you&lt;br /&gt;I believe your parents did the best job they knew how to do&lt;br /&gt;I believe that beauty magazines promote low self esteem&lt;br /&gt;I believe I'm loved when I'm completely by myself alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned&lt;br /&gt;I believe you can't appreciate real love 'til you've been burned&lt;br /&gt;I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side&lt;br /&gt;I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe you can't control or choose your sexuality&lt;br /&gt;I believe that trust is more important than monogamy&lt;br /&gt;I believe your most attractive features are your heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;I believe that family is worth more than money or gold&lt;br /&gt;I believe the struggle for financial freedom is unfair&lt;br /&gt;I believe the only ones who disagree are millionaires&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned&lt;br /&gt;I believe you can't appreciate real love 'til you've been burned&lt;br /&gt;I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side&lt;br /&gt;I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe forgiveness is the key to your unhappiness&lt;br /&gt;I believe that wedded bliss negates the need to be undressed&lt;br /&gt;I believe that God does not endorse tv evangelists&lt;br /&gt;I believe in love surviving death into eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned&lt;br /&gt;I believe you can't appreciate real love 'til you've been burned&lt;br /&gt;I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side&lt;br /&gt;I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-2760537340987957998?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/2760537340987957998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=2760537340987957998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/2760537340987957998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/2760537340987957998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-believe.html' title='I believe...'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-4758596463061608849</id><published>2007-05-19T11:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:28:40.603+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Absurd Contemplations'/><title type='text'>In the walk of life..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Haelo, am here again!! Life, thankfully and as always, is breathing healthily. I guess its always good to be happy no matter whats going on in the real time ambience of life, it helps - trust me. Its all just your perception. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well it was only a few moments back when something made me remember a face I had met long time back and with whom I have no contact presently. That took me to a sprint a little back in time and I realised there were so many other such faces which happened to make a difference in my life at a point of time but are nowhere a part of my today, perhaps not even in my memories. I remember a girl living in the adjacent house of mine and we used to have great fun together. Then there was this cherubic boy who used to be the last one in the queue of the school bus stop and happened to be my friend and so many more. Along with these newbie-to-life time faces, there are a few too recent to be forgotten. Each time you tell yourself, we'll maintain a good contact and would continue for a long time but its not consternating that you only remember the incident for a few days and with time, just like any other badinage, it starts attenuating save a few related faces (that too perhaps!) and it all ends up residing, for the rest of the time, in a corner of your memories where you hardly peep, eh? I don't really know what significance lies behind these gossamer-like acquaintances, but I know that they ain't malicious and they give you a sense of temporary happiness. And in todays' world, if you can accustom to even a bit of happiness, something that everyone hesitates to confess they have, its really not a bad deal, its complacent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time moves on and on (I wish if I could have a hold over it!!). We always wish we could turn back, to get back to those again, to enjoy those laughters again, to greet those people again and... to listen those words again. Yeah, there are some words, may be said very casually or may be thoughtfully too, which leave an everlasting impression on you! If looking at the future that tells me that I might not have a friend I adore today, makes me upset, at the same time I feel at cloud nine when I hear that friend saying "Kabhi alvida na kahna!". Just imagine you think you are wasting someone's time with your crap conversation, but then you get a scoop "time spent with you is never a wastage but always a memory!". They mean it or not.. does it really matter?? For me, it doesn't matter at all! All that matters is the message encapsulated and the feelings that lay hidden inside. They say "you bring out the best in me!" and that makes me feel diffident. Again, WHATEVER, words do matter, they can heal anything even before the most effective medicine - time. And then here on this memoir too, i'd like to add up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;" Its only words and words are all I have to take your heart away!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the walk of life, you come across millions of faces daily and there is no one to tell you who among them can be a congenial part of your life, one who will strive to foster you and your life. Out of adoloscence you tend to believe in everyone and be friends to all of them but with time, you end up retaining with only a handful of them! Sounds chagrin? But here I'd rather say that if you really still have those handful ones on your couch, whats only missing is a mug of coffee.. well its time to party my dear! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So EnJoY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Adieu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-4758596463061608849?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/4758596463061608849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=4758596463061608849&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/4758596463061608849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/4758596463061608849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2007/05/in-walk-of-life.html' title='In the walk of life..'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-4366823097837808512</id><published>2007-05-07T22:49:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-21T22:10:02.113+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Assests'/><title type='text'>Hurray..exams are back!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DqhMzC4sTFA/TvIL17Tgr2I/AAAAAAAAAkk/sSlJk3T4rOE/s1600/enfants-a1786-t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DqhMzC4sTFA/TvIL17Tgr2I/AAAAAAAAAkk/sSlJk3T4rOE/s320/enfants-a1786-t.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688622300402855778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hiyeee, am back!! (Can't really say with a bang ;) )!! Life is flowing smooth, as in am happy with the "excess" amount of vellapan I am into these days !! The title might have appeared a bit strange to most of you! Thats pretty blatant! Well studies, like everyone else, are an arcane to me too! Actually exam time is something that has always been overloaded with endless fun and somewhat extra masti than the rest part of the semester for me!! Mahn!! I still remember the first sem exam days... superb!! And the fun continues rather accrues till date!! Those abstemious creatures (me n my roomies), in a matter of seconds, would turn into big time food-alchoholics!! It only takes a tickle of any one of us and there starts the food hunt, though it would start and end at the next door ;)!! (Actually our only hope!) Then the series of events.. finally fixing up something to eat and all of us attacking on it!! And not just once, but many a times, we realise after getting over with our royal treat that the food deserved to be thrown out long ago rather than consumed - non-comestible!!! And then there goes one or may be two of us brooding over it and rest not giving a damn to it!! Who cares anyways!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;According to the sources, round about 10 fold increase in the late night gossips have been noticed along with more of partying and pranking around ;)!! Thanks to these beautiful days, I have come to know my friends a lot better !! ( I mean it!!). The most deepest secrets would be revealed in our so-called sessions!!! Sharing our childhood experiences - both funny and memorable, analysing what we have been and where is the life leading, contemplating the obvious future (which is always accompanied by a feeling of reluctance to face it!!), discussing society and people in our own adoloscent ways, fearing to grow up and face the world, getting nostalgic and the list goes on and on..! And how can then we leave out the most sought out topic - CRUSHES!! Every discussion, irrespective of its origin, would result into the "crush discussion". Be it a minor or a major one, none of crushes is left undiscussed and to add spice, the common replies on them would be - "goshh.. you never told us you had a crush on him!!", "Hmm.. So when did it all start?", "hey how do you feel?", "you think he is interested too?", "ya ya.. I saw you noticing him the other day!!", "any common friend?". And if that person happens to own a gf already, then it goes something like "ahh.. you could have been better than her!!", "he is wasting his time!!" and last but not the least "Yaar you can still try to oust her!!" and in the worst case.. "forget it!! He is not my type!!".. Attitude haan!! And then waiting for each other's turn to uncurtain the exciting name(s). And surely the discussion would continue for hours and hours!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That temporary abeyance of study to do away with the boredom and frustation would last for hours and the best part is "doing nothing at all!!". Be it listening songs, having a talk with a friend, reading novel, taking a nap or anything else.. it surely won't be just a break.. it will be a lot more to it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And then it comes one-day-before-the-exam time. All those carefree and fun craving people getting assiduously involved in the cognitive activities, engrossed in a sincere effort to ensure passing marks, planning to sacrifice the adorable sleeping hours, skipping meals to make up time to study, getting tensed from the meagre prep and even more tensed when you see others REVISING..here we go annotating ourselves and uttering in abject worry "yaar we are screwed!! hum kitna time waste karte hain!!", "next time we'll be very serious since the very first day" and etc etc!! But as usual the legacy continues.. And WHATEVER, as soon as the exam is over, the million fun sprees are back!! These days truly form the most cherished moments of my hostel rather entire life (though it might seem an irony!!), all-time bajna bajana, the never-ending fun and never-getting-serious attitude! These moments actually are something I would miss like hell after leaving the college!! Wish I could live this life forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-4366823097837808512?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/4366823097837808512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=4366823097837808512&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/4366823097837808512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/4366823097837808512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2007/05/hurrayexams-are-back.html' title='Hurray..exams are back!!'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DqhMzC4sTFA/TvIL17Tgr2I/AAAAAAAAAkk/sSlJk3T4rOE/s72-c/enfants-a1786-t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-6865479907675662526</id><published>2007-03-30T23:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:28:40.603+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Absurd Contemplations'/><title type='text'>EnJoY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Try abstainig your emotions going wasted on anybody or everybody for that matter, just take light and live every nano-second as a top class zealot! Fall into the abyss of life and amass as much of fun as you can!! Live life as if there won't be any tomorrow following the dusk of today!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Keep it cool !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-6865479907675662526?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/6865479907675662526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=6865479907675662526&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/6865479907675662526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/6865479907675662526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2007/03/enjoy.html' title='EnJoY!!'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-4194593163337288322</id><published>2007-03-18T19:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:34:50.057+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Assests'/><title type='text'>Thank You!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My tea's gone cold, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm wondering why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got out of bed at all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The morning rain clouds up my window &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and I can't see at all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And even if I could it'd all be grey, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but your picture on my wall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It reminds me that it's not so bad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's not so bad !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I drank too much last night, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;got bills to pay, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my head just feels in pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I missed the bus and there'll be hell today, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm late for work again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And even if I'm there, they'll all imply &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that I might not last the day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And then you call me and it's not so bad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's not so bad and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to thank you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for giving me the best day of my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh just to be with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;is having the best day of my life !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Push the door, I'm home at last &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and I'm soaking through and through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then you hand me a towel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and all I see is you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And even if my house falls down now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wouldn't have a clue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Because you're near me and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to thank you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for giving me the best day of my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh just to be with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;is having the best day of my life....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-4194593163337288322?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/4194593163337288322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=4194593163337288322&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/4194593163337288322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/4194593163337288322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2007/03/thank-you.html' title='Thank You!!!'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-7038172388559320470</id><published>2007-03-02T23:16:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-21T22:08:48.540+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Absurd Contemplations'/><title type='text'>Life's speedometer..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fAFr6R-AWkU/TvILaBHNoYI/AAAAAAAAAkY/5EFDxjqVN_0/s1600/MAXWELL.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fAFr6R-AWkU/TvILaBHNoYI/AAAAAAAAAkY/5EFDxjqVN_0/s320/MAXWELL.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688621820925550978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, once again I am back to the analysis of life! Guess I am throwing myself too much into the speculations but thats only something all over my mind for a considerable period of time now. Couldn't really resist to jot down.&lt;br /&gt;It was only another normal day which, oddly enough, changed the direction of everything related to my life. Man!! I got a placement! The feeling was too overwhelming in itself that it was almost difficult to digest it. In a matter of few miutes, I felt on cloud nine and thought myself capable of doing something I had always longed to - change the world! Everyone seemed to be happy with my piece of success. Though the opportunity had come unexpected, I was somewhere getting apprehensive contemplating the very obvious thought - "Is it that I am gonna do it?". I had everyone around me, ensuring me of my unknown-to-me impeccable qualities ( because I hardly think I own any!). The feeling could be of disappointment, not of myself, but of all those who have been investing their faith in me. The very phrase "Don't worry yaar, I'm sure you'll crack it!" always gets high on my nerves. And there I was saying to myself "How could you be so sure when I am just not!". But thats the way things go, so does the life perhaps. And when finally I encountered the good news, the only thing I was inerested in, apart from my happiness, was to know their reactions. It sometimes, rather most of the times, becomes hard to live up to the expectations but as a matter of experience I can say, being in your senses, being completely yourself and having a bit of faith is all you need to get through! Success surely accelerates the pace of life with intense entuhsiasm and profoundness but when life knows how to bolster you, it very well knows how to get you back at ease as well. So beware!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Relations play a very vital role in one's life. If you own some, on whom you think you can count with your eyes shut, I guess there is nothing much left to ask God for. And they are the one's who are the prime reason of accelerating the pace of your life in your good time or may be bad for that matter. It feels great to know that someone is happy, perhaps more than you, on your big day. Not only this, they make you feel at ease when you are actually not. And for this, it could be anyone, may be your parents, your siblings or may be friends. And its then when one of them betrays unexpectedly, life seems to come to an abrupt halt. The speedometer seems to read an absolute zero. But when you encounter few of such similar times, it only takes a few days' time to believe that thats what life is all about! Nonetheless, I still have, not few but many such people who can hasten up my speed anytime. So believe in life be it good or bad.. WHATEVER.. but the show must go on! I am not really sure what crap I wrote above, but I couldn't really elaborate myself more!! EnJoY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-7038172388559320470?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/7038172388559320470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=7038172388559320470&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/7038172388559320470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/7038172388559320470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2007/03/lifes-speedometer.html' title='Life&apos;s speedometer..'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fAFr6R-AWkU/TvILaBHNoYI/AAAAAAAAAkY/5EFDxjqVN_0/s72-c/MAXWELL.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-5058535833307002958</id><published>2007-01-18T23:28:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:32:22.793+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In veiw of changing the world'/><title type='text'>An attempt to discover the beauty of South India...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Very lately I got an opportunity to discover the beauty of a part of the peninsular India which included parts of Tamil Nadu and Kerela. Though the entire tour was an amazingly new experience to me but certain parts, or places I should say, left an everlasting impression on me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The first morning was scheduled to move towards the very popular temple of Tirupathi Balaji. I was excited to go to the holy place as I had heard whole lot of praises of the place and wanted to discover the place in real. The long queue of the relegion lovers that had to be followed to reach the end was enough for anyone to guess and estimate the faith and purity people feel for the almighty. There was an unusual enthusiasm within me, a feeling both religious and divine in itself and I could see the same enthusiasm in all of us rather everybody present there. They say approx one crore people visit this holy shrine daily. I felt a reluctance to believe this formerly but when I got to witness the reality, I was sure it could be more than a crore as well. After going through the long queue of the devotees, I entered the main temple where the almighty was worshiped in idol. There was a power in the picture that stood in front of me, a power that made me want to stay there for a longer period of time than was allowed, a power that left an ever lasting impression on me and made me believe that if millions of people surrender their faith here daily, they certainly have a valid reason to do so. I WAS TOUCHED!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/SSrzT0PPGOI/AAAAAAAAAC8/AhflGnPOf-I/s1600-h/DSC02847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/SSrzT0PPGOI/AAAAAAAAAC8/AhflGnPOf-I/s320/DSC02847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272293835556198626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The second place that I surely cannot forget is Kodaikanal hill station. This was a place I was most excited to go. I always had a wish to visit this hill station. As we were approaching near to it, climate was becoming colder than before and this told me that along with the beautiful surroundings, I am gonna enjoy my favorite weather as well - winters. The beauty of the place is perhaps beyond the scope of my words. It had a splendid blend of nature, climate and terrain. Just a rough glimpse of the place forced us to spare a day extra to enjoy the serenity of the beautiful place. Early morning we left to discover the higher areas of Kodaikanal. The way to the sights was walled with long, tall and dense trees which added to the beauty of the place. Suicide point is a popular sight of the hill station which is said to have witnessed suicide of many people. The point was at a height that was attractive in itself enough to make a determined person implement his suicidal intentions. But to me it was scary, may be because heights have always been scary to me. Then comes the lake that forms the heart of Kodaikanal. Flowers of lotus blooming in the still waters, clouds touching the surface of the water, golden rays of sun piercing the clouds to reach the water surface making it shine like million pearls, birds flying over, tall and beautiful auricaria trees bordering it on all the sides – the lake was a place that I would say “Heaven on earth”! Watching the lake at the dusk of the day was probably the most romantic picturesque I have ever came across. By the end of the day, I was completely in love with the place – every aspect of it, may be climate, its beauty, the serenity, the natural front and everything. If given a chance, I would love to inhabit this stupendous place for the rest of my life! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Beaches were another sight that are worth quoting. Walking on the borders where soft water would wet your feet, cool breeze striking against your face, is a feeling that forces you to believe that heaven is not just a collaboration of thoughts, but can actually exist!! As I experienced, in early hours of the morning, when no one really is around, the only sound that could be heard is of the rising and falling waves. The sound of waves, at one moment is similar to the applause of millions of people appreciating you for nothing while, the next moment, the sound is one that is challenging and inviting. The all day water adventure at the beaches left us completely drawn but then WHATEVER – WHO CARES!!!&lt;br /&gt;Kanyakumari is a place which sees the junction where the three large water bodies i.e. The Bay of Bengal, The Indian Ocean and The Arabian Sea meet. The water at this junction reflects three different colors which is a beautiful sight again! Now how on earth can two liquids remain separate and reflect their individual color!! Amazing it was! The south India completely is surrounded with water all over accompanied by greenery that is entirely natural and beautiful. Absolute natural beauty, if one wishes to see, well here is the place you must not leave unchecked!! A place that promises you absolute peace of mind, healthy environment flooding with blue-green water everywere you move your eye-ball and coconut trees and ofcourse not to forget - idli, sambhar and dosa!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-5058535833307002958?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/5058535833307002958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=5058535833307002958&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/5058535833307002958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/5058535833307002958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2007/01/attempt-to-discover-beauty-of-south.html' title='An attempt to discover the beauty of South India...'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/SSrzT0PPGOI/AAAAAAAAAC8/AhflGnPOf-I/s72-c/DSC02847.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-1349451207962016386</id><published>2006-11-21T23:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:30:21.552+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discovering the Person in me'/><title type='text'>Dreamz....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1931/4530/1600/577985/Kids-016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1931/4530/320/885398/Kids-016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dreams perhaps hold one most prominent place in one's structure of thoughts. Right from the beginning, one starts dreamimg about what he is going to grow up into, thats probably the first dream for anyone. And being a part of the masses, I too dreamt about the same! But fortunately or unfortunately they were never stable!&lt;br /&gt;As I grew up, dreams kept changing or I should say evolving but they never grew up with me or with time. I still live in the same splendid dreamworld of mine which I happenned to create when I was a lil girl, too small to realise the real world. Its a place which has its complete circumference entirely my way. I never pondered to decide its interiors but they kept taking their own shape as I became more and more sure of what I actually aspire for. In a nutshell, it has everything and everyone that I adore, or ever did, in my life. I still enjoy with my lost friends there together with the existing ones and I play with my broken belongings. But the change that time has brought about is that I no more fantasize of turning this amazing imagination of mine into a reality. I no more believe that life is only what you want it to be but rather its never the way you want. One probable reason that I could reasonably figure out is the more you decode and face the truth and reality of the real world, the more you loose faith in your dreamworld . They say its better the sooner you emerge from the imaginations of yours, so, I have!&lt;br /&gt;But that, ofcourse, doesn't means that one should stop dreaming. WHATEVER...one should always dream as it makes you more precise in articulation and gives you the freedom of enjoying your life in a way that you always wanted to without any ifs and buts. And then who knows, one of them might even come true! God afterall is one power I completely have faith in. So pals, dream like you have never dreamt before. Let your dreams breathe in the air irrespective of their being too much or too less possible. Sky is the limit having a wide horizon saying "Dreams Unlimited"!! Live life kingsize....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-1349451207962016386?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/1349451207962016386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=1349451207962016386&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/1349451207962016386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/1349451207962016386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2006/11/dreamz.html' title='Dreamz....'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-5212988643861578220</id><published>2006-11-14T22:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:34:50.057+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Assests'/><title type='text'>Hi FRiENDS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1931/4530/1600/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1931/4530/320/22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well "Friends" is what I chose to address everyone who is reading this post irrespective of the fact whether I know you or not! A word that we use to greet someone who is or can be dear to us not being a part of our family. God blessed us with numerous relations before he sent us down to earth. Beginning the journey of relations from Mom - Dad, we had brothers, sisters, uncles, aunts, grandparents, cousins and so many yet left to be listed out. And then he left it on us to choose whom we want our friends to be, that means a relatation that entirely rests on our descretion!&lt;br /&gt;For me the very definition of friendship always kept changing with the changing faces. Ever since I walked into the school on the first day perhaps, I think I moulded an all new definition of friend every next standard I was promoted to. So many of them came and went making their imprints in my life, some bad, some good and some worth cherishing the whole life! Sometimes sitting being solitary and thinking about the good times of life makes you remember some friends who might not be with you today, but you still wish from heart to be with them.&lt;br /&gt;Today I presume that, to a good extent, I have understood what exactly a friend is all about. And thanks to some amazing friends of me who made me realize that. Life surely is incomplete without friends but iff they are friends with their true meaning! They know you more than your family perhaps because you are actually YOU when you are with them.&lt;br /&gt;They say a comrade is the one who know you through and till the depth of transparency, and I say "he certainly do!". They would help us in our tough times, would make us feel alright when we're feeling blue, party with us, shout with us and above all, they love us for what we are! There had been farewells, there was school, then entrance exams, and then college and don't know whats yet awaiting, WHATEVER....but something deep inside is sure of being unknowingly knowing we'll always be there!&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna thankyou LORD for blessing me with the amazing friends for life on whom I can count numerous times without giving a second thought. Three cheers!!!!&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU ALL BUDDIES.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-5212988643861578220?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/5212988643861578220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=5212988643861578220&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/5212988643861578220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/5212988643861578220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2006/11/hi-friends.html' title='Hi FRiENDS...'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-116273914454543440</id><published>2006-11-05T19:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:34:50.058+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Assests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discovering the Person in me'/><title type='text'>Music..Ahhh the flavour of life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Music..the very word is refreshing in its own. Music has always been a can't-live-without passion. It doesn't matter at times whether or not I am listening to it, but its presence is indispensable for me. Though its never certain as of what I want to listen all the time or may be most of the times, I never had a particular choice about it. I prefer listening fast beats as it keeps me enthusiastic. Unknowingly it gives me an unknown reason to enjoy myself, to enjoy whatever situation I am in and I really feel like "I don't give a damn!" kinda feeling when I am completely into it. It somehow makes me realize I am extremely important to someone and thats no one else but me!!&lt;br /&gt;All moods realized into a 4-6 minutes piece of sound!! It feels amazing to know that even a majority of other people too think the way you do! And then for that matter it could be anything... feeling happy, feeling sad, feeling rediculous about something, getting depressed over something, getting nostalgic, confused between right and wrong or perhaps the most beautiful feeling.. feeling of love!! It tunes out all your feelings in the most splendid and expressive way possible. I reckon that music is the best way to express one's feeling as you can't be that clear and expressive yourself at times! WHATEVER.... may be its a mere source of entertainment for someone, a tool for partying for someone else but it means a lot more than all these things to me.. what exactly, can't really say!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-116273914454543440?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/116273914454543440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=116273914454543440&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/116273914454543440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/116273914454543440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2006/11/musicahhh-flavour-of-life.html' title='Music..Ahhh the flavour of life!'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-116262874187426794</id><published>2006-11-04T13:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:30:21.553+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discovering the Person in me'/><title type='text'>LIFE.. What is it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1032/4162/1600/FLOWER_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1032/4162/320/FLOWER_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Life!!!! Everybody has his own way to visualize! It can be as beautiful and serene as this flower or for someone it might appear dull and colorless as this flower again!! Its all about YOUR way of putting up the things!&lt;br /&gt;Life is going good, as in I have no complaints with it but still i feel there is something I am not satiated with! There is something I am alawys craving for and what it is, I just don't know! But then I think its with everybody, if one is satisfied with everything in life, life has no meaning left!&lt;br /&gt;One thing I love about life is that its always changing. We never encounter the same things time and again, and that leads you to know what actually the so called "diversiy" is! Thats admitted that even joys are also not permanent but at tough times, the very thought gives me immense satisfaction that even sorrows too are momentary. I like taking life the way it comes, I like to face and tackle the ups and downs but when they appear at the cost of my relations, thats where I am weak and get hurt!&lt;br /&gt;Since the child hood to the date today, it has always been a tremendous learning experience. At every stage I think thats all that life had to teach me and every next stage I find myself wrong! It still has so much in store and unfortunately it makes me more apprehensive but then WHATEVER... I still believe in life, every aspect of it, it has given me a wonderful family to take care and some friends who are all enough for me to combat with every situation!! Hope I could someday frame it completely my way.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-116262874187426794?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/116262874187426794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=116262874187426794&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/116262874187426794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/116262874187426794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2006/11/life-what-is-it.html' title='LIFE.. What is it?'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111691.post-116262859045003980</id><published>2006-11-04T13:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:34:50.058+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Assests'/><title type='text'>To whomsoever it may concern...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Though the inception of this blog was done long ago, 3 months back to be precise but it only occurred to me a couple of hours ago that I should actually start with it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Blogging is something I am not very sure what it really means but I have been lately advised that if you can manage, then you must go for it.  So here I am..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Will Be Back!!!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111691-116262859045003980?l=myinception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/feeds/116262859045003980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111691&amp;postID=116262859045003980&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/116262859045003980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111691/posts/default/116262859045003980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinception.blogspot.com/2006/11/to-whomsoever-it-may-concern.html' title='To whomsoever it may concern...'/><author><name>Aashima</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JrFSO31FWLs/Ra82E7aDhkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z7mbd2HVqmU/s320/Kids-017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
