<?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-4430985159252751319</id><updated>2011-07-30T12:28:27.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets Party</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Avi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02292000827765629421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430985159252751319.post-3427252673967338304</id><published>2009-12-27T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T16:25:32.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Religion and Imagination</title><content type='html'>The co-existence of multiple religions stirs me ....In the era of globalization, why not  standardization of faith....My take...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did religion ever come into existence.....&lt;br /&gt;Well because it was perhaps the earliest forms of moral education.. helped build societies...differentiated good from bad..humans from animals .. and so forth.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wrote the holy scriptures....&lt;br /&gt;Human beings did ..wrote..modified..augmented..edited...elaborated..interpreted..&lt;br /&gt;..rewrote..and so on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come different religions/deities/prophets/scriptures...&lt;br /&gt;All major religions seem to originate with considerable separations,  both in space and time.. now add to it the political nature of human mind.. which from its outset would have made the newer one gain all the reverence of the tribe/community as the 'real' message of god..as if the existing ones were by ordinary humans ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I reckon a universal God as the only super-natural power( not strong enough to deny the very existence)....  and almost everything else an archaic stream of imagination which has flown through the channels of politics...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430985159252751319-3427252673967338304?l=avikshitmathur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/feeds/3427252673967338304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4430985159252751319&amp;postID=3427252673967338304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/3427252673967338304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/3427252673967338304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/2009/12/religion-and-imagination.html' title='Religion and Imagination'/><author><name>Avi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02292000827765629421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430985159252751319.post-4358147315487622190</id><published>2009-05-23T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T09:58:36.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>umm...</title><content type='html'>Thats  wat happens wen you mix..fysics and phinance..its a deadly cocktail.. trust me......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He cried in pain and laughed in joy&lt;br /&gt;The trees were green and skies were blue&lt;br /&gt;Things were real and things were true&lt;br /&gt;Souls were free and hearts were clean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clocks have ticked and seasons did change&lt;br /&gt;And now he is in the masquerade&lt;br /&gt;The trees are green and skies are blue&lt;br /&gt;Things aren't real and things aren't true&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430985159252751319-4358147315487622190?l=avikshitmathur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/feeds/4358147315487622190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4430985159252751319&amp;postID=4358147315487622190' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/4358147315487622190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/4358147315487622190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/2009/05/umm.html' title='umm...'/><author><name>Avi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02292000827765629421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430985159252751319.post-4136238534730013219</id><published>2008-11-26T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T22:17:23.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recession 2008, United States &amp; Rest of the World</title><content type='html'>blah.. blah... blah... wats up guys...&gt;&gt; sorry..  me again in my most random moods whilst writing this post.&gt;&gt;&gt;wat will I talk about  &gt;&gt;&gt;causes , effects, after-effects.. and way to rescue&gt;&gt; well..  had I known it &gt;&gt;they would have replaced that Bernancke guy..&gt;&gt; Anyhow the world was shaken so were you.. so was I.. well we had to be.. they say it here&gt;&gt; when US sneezes,  Canada catches  flu..&gt;&gt;&gt;while not just North America.. it is  the Rest of the world.(ROW) .. we r talking about the United States aren't we.. ahh.. ..don't want to get into my love for the  Big daddy .. I'll go jasbati..&gt;&gt;&gt;'The United States' ahh whatever..&gt;&gt;&gt;btw..is it still a super power .. is it completely destroyed .. is it coming back .. is it still a dream destination..&gt;&gt;wait n watch &gt;&gt;it' ll come back  and so will the ROW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any how wat prompted me to write this post ..was a recent  discussion with people at work..&gt;&gt;&gt;the discussion  being the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ques:The US economy lost billionz of dollars, but who did it lose to.? Is the money still in the country? where did it evaporate..? to somebody's wallet? .. Is only the sub prime crisis responsible for triggering this or were there other things happening in series/parallel to it?...Is it only the Investment banks which made  bad investments or is the Fed itself responsible? Did the Fed close its eyes while all this was happening or is it a free market it couldn't have done much anyways?...Wat can Fed do other than the Bail -outs and using some of its conventional tools of controlling the economy (used during the standard Inflation/Recession cycles)? btw is it really a cycle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soln: Don't have the answer to everything but I see it this way..the money was lost in stocks..which is nothing but a G-damn state of mind(yeh ek mansik sthiti hai)..So if we imagne..we are all Christians and Jesus Christ appears in the sky .. and says .."Everything is ok , relax guys , situation is under control ..Enjoy ur lives as before.. Its ok Now, I am here"...I would imagine this  would turn  the  direction of the recession curve back(with a local minima, right there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew! so  all u market experts.. comments expected.. &gt;&gt;&gt;Gali mat dena I know sabki lagi padi hai..&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: In case you missed the quote of the year.."The finanacial markets are so bad that girls are now marrying for Love!.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430985159252751319-4136238534730013219?l=avikshitmathur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/feeds/4136238534730013219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4430985159252751319&amp;postID=4136238534730013219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/4136238534730013219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/4136238534730013219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/2008/11/recession-2008-united-states-rest-of.html' title='Recession 2008, United States &amp; Rest of the World'/><author><name>Avi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02292000827765629421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430985159252751319.post-2493086906688793949</id><published>2008-11-23T05:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T06:01:41.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ENLIGHTENED PERSPECTIVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;..... That the best classroom in the world is at the feet of an elderly person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;..... That when you're in love, it shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:18;" &gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:18;color:red;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;That just one person saying to me, 'You've made my day!' makes my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;..... That having a child fall asleep in your arms is one of the most peaceful feelings in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:10;color:navy;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:18;" &gt;I've  learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;..... That being kind is more important than being right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;...... That you should never say no to a gift from a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;..... That I can always pray for someone when I don't have the strength to help him in some other way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:10;color:navy;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;..... That no matter how serious your life requires you to be, everyone needs a friend to act goofy with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:10;"  &gt;   (Cathy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;..... That sometimes all a person needs is a hand to hold and a heart to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;..... That simple walks with my father around the block on summer nights when I was a child did wonders for me as an adult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:18;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;....... That life is like a roll of toilet paper. The closer it gets to the end, the faster it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:18;" &gt;..... That we  should be glad God doesn't give us everything we ask for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;..... That money doesn't buy class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:18;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;..... That it's those small daily happenings that make life so spectacular. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;.... That under everyone's hard shell is someone who wants to be appreciated and loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;..... That to ignore the facts does not change the facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;....... That when you plan to get even with someone, you are only letting that person continue to hurt  you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;..... That love, not time, heals all wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;..... That the easiest way for me to grow as a person is to surround myself with people smarter than I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:18;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;..... That everyone you meet deserves to be greeted with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;..... That no one is perfect until you fall in love with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:18;" &gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;That life is tough, but I'm tougher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:18;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;..... That opportunities are never lost; someone will take the ones you miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;..... That when you harbor bitterness, happiness will dock elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;..... That I wish I could have told my Mom that I love her one more time before she passed away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;..... That one should keep his words both soft and tender, because tomorrow he may have to eat them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;..... That a smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've  learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;..... That when your newly born grandchild holds your little finger in his little fist, that you're hooked for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;..... That everyone wants to live on top of the mountain, but all the happiness and growth occurs while you're climbing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;I've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;"  &gt;..... That the less time I have to work with, the more things I get done... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430985159252751319-2493086906688793949?l=avikshitmathur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/feeds/2493086906688793949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4430985159252751319&amp;postID=2493086906688793949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/2493086906688793949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/2493086906688793949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/2008/11/enlightened-perspective.html' title='ENLIGHTENED PERSPECTIVE'/><author><name>Avi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02292000827765629421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430985159252751319.post-506775473964586926</id><published>2008-09-13T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T15:19:40.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Large Hadron Collider</title><content type='html'>Most certainly you couldnt have missed this multi billion dollar 'game- sport', if I may may call  so by CERN.Well is it really  something or is it this mega investment and Tev of energy thats brought the subject from Dan Brown's novel to the headlines.I have been trying to follow this mystery of particle physics but as they say.." there are two things which perplex you further if  u try undrerstanding them,  common knowledge says one  is women the other is Quantum Mechanics", with all due respect both to former and latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Th quest is to validate/invalidate the grand unified theory of the four fundamental forces of nature.The objective here is to demonstrate the presence/absence of Higgs Boson. (Particles with integeral spin, zero in this case.). It would help in answereing some fundamental questions like how does the gravitational force work. Which are those fundamental particles/energy elements which transfer/exchange whilst these forces are observed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The experimenal set up by CERN involves colliding these very high energy protons(composite particles/hadrons), which is achieved through high energy particle acclertors, using superconductivity  to achive magnetism for deflection.Such high enegies are obtained by accelerating these particles under a tunnel of 27 km laid down under the Swiss-franc territories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An intersting  statement by Stephen Hawking was, " If they find the boson it woud be great, it would show , its the way we thought it was, it would also be very interesting if the don't find it, we would then have to redefine our theories..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430985159252751319-506775473964586926?l=avikshitmathur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/feeds/506775473964586926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4430985159252751319&amp;postID=506775473964586926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/506775473964586926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/506775473964586926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/2008/09/large-hadron-collider.html' title='Large Hadron Collider'/><author><name>Avi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02292000827765629421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430985159252751319.post-8186097937496819888</id><published>2008-02-24T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T16:35:46.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Display Pictures</title><content type='html'>Classics on orkut/facebook :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Close up: Admire the cut guys, my eyes etc.. its not just Liz who has got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Landscape:Appreciate the natural beauty around me AND ya it doesn't mean i go places&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Flowers: I am like a flower, YES thats what I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Brad Pitt/Angelina Jolie :  No, no he/shez not my idol, its meeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The Pose:Ahh.. no i didn't pose that was pretty natural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Group:These ppl complete me hence my display pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.For good: Guys i don't have the time to change AND ya its nothin like thats the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Shirtless/Bikini: Hold on. i am not a wanna be...its just we 'beached in' on the weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Black n White: No, i am not new to sepia, just wanted to give it a retro look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Matrimonial: Oh com'on, now you r kiddin me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Sun glasses:Yeah u c in this part of the world ,UV is a lil more +its so bright out here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Computer Art: yeah, I made this , I am creative, AND  I wanted to show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Random: If u dnt know why i have put this horse/car/baby/etc then u jus dnt know me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Njoy the Oscars.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430985159252751319-8186097937496819888?l=avikshitmathur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/feeds/8186097937496819888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4430985159252751319&amp;postID=8186097937496819888' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/8186097937496819888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/8186097937496819888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/2008/02/display-pictures.html' title='Display Pictures'/><author><name>Avi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02292000827765629421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430985159252751319.post-3090278506726071676</id><published>2008-02-07T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T18:40:01.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dashing Thru the Snow</title><content type='html'>&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;ho ho ho....this was awesome..&gt;&gt;&gt; yesterday  .. i stayed back after hours  to complete a presentation..scheduled for today umm or lets go back yesterday.. and start frm there.. so....goin back.. balck n white....zmmmmmm..... just walk with me frm feb6,08...Its 23:30...and i f idnt leave now i wud miss my last 'GO'bus to the bramalea GO station...Btw d i  way  commute is ..&gt;&gt;&gt;pick my car.. drive to bramalea GO.. take the GO bus/GO train.. to union.. then take the subway.. to work and obviously walk btw stations etc...if u didnt follow.. dnt bother...&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;well so its 23:30..and i leave with my sexy jacket ON .. i luv my jacket its awesome (ahh.. smtime later)....&gt;&gt; the moment i stepped out.... I had no option but to swear.."' HOLY JESUS CHRIST!""....everythin covered in snow...i dnt know 30-40cm wud be my guess.....and it was 'freezing rain'.... i havent seen this bfr...  i dnt  watch the weather network...&gt;&gt;&gt;walkin in it was fun...btw they dnt clear up snow frm small streets...&gt;&gt;anyway..&gt;&gt;&gt;i took my subway.. and boarded the go Bus..(00:00).... it was amazin to see those busy highways dead,, and white.. wow... plowing trucks were on their peak..duty.  blah.. blah.. blah..while changin .. highways the GO bus got stuck up on a ramp....THe fun begins.. now.... tyres slippin .. low gear.. high torque.. no movement... reversed... fwd.. reverse .. fwd.. noise.. out of it..pin drop silence....3.333 sec... claps roared..&gt;&gt;&gt;anyway.. GO station bramaea,,..00:45...the roads were clear...but the parking lot wasnt ... it couldnt have been as it was still pouring down heavy..&gt;&gt;&gt;ok im goin fast.. ..zmmm.......brushed/scratched of the snow.... sat inside...tried to move the car...fwd..reverse.. fwd revrse.. back it comes... ahhh. not bad boy .. 33.333sec later stuck up again .. hardly five cars in that giant-2 lot.. no one arnd...&gt;&gt;&gt; i used all applied mechanics ..&gt;&gt; the tyre kept slippin..&gt;&gt;&gt;went out cleaed of snow that was stuck up aroun the tyres.. no good.. now burning smell.. tyres burnin off .. couldnt see this ahh  my car... phone battery dyin out...attention battery low!.. ahh.. probably culd make one call &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;didnt want to disturb dad at this this time but asked him to send CAA guys here to tow of my car to road.. CAA guys called back.. quickly explained th e situation .&gt;&gt;guy tells.. wud be there in 1 hr or so.. dad called again hey i m comin to get u... inform CAA...  leave ur car and come out of snow... walked out .. 3.33 min past  CAA calls up i am there wherez ur car.. ahh  called back dad help arrived..ahh confusion.... came back runnin .. CAA guy says ""Sorry sir i cant help u .. if i go there my car wud stuck up.. sry .. blah.. blah.&gt;&gt;&gt;called dad.....super confusion.. attention battery low!...&gt;&gt;&gt;anyway left car. dad picked me up from smwhere btw  i had gone numb.... freezing rain...was hitting HARD on face hey jacket is still sexy and awesome.. presentaion tomm.... ahhh who cares.. next morning(Today) ....&gt;&gt;&gt;went to the station to see wats up with car and also to board the train to work..&gt;&gt;&gt; all snow cleared up in to mountains around way cleared..&gt;&gt;&gt;but hold ON where the hell is my car.. serchin... ahhh.. LOOK at this awesome scene..&gt;&gt; car in middle of 4 snow mountains.. dese bastards ploouhed the snow of the whole world.. arnd my car..&gt;&gt;&gt;may be they were angry seein smthn  parked off way.....idiots..&gt;&gt;. wel i had no option but take these interesting pictures of my car  and laugh out loud this was all goin amazin...i have these pictures..&gt;&gt;&gt; any way left  my car there.. boarded the bus .. office.. presentation.. back in evening.. .&gt;&gt;&gt;haha it was more like a peninsula souhern end was pretty clean ...&gt;&gt;&gt;although i had no hopes but still tried.. fwd .. reverse.. fwd .. revrse.. low gear.. high torquee.. reverse and out..&gt;&gt; oh boy! BEAUTIFUL.......&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;drove.. down rite out..............&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:Welcome to Toronto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430985159252751319-3090278506726071676?l=avikshitmathur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/feeds/3090278506726071676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4430985159252751319&amp;postID=3090278506726071676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/3090278506726071676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/3090278506726071676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/2008/02/dashing-thru-snow.html' title='Dashing Thru the Snow'/><author><name>Avi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02292000827765629421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430985159252751319.post-6694741338929954558</id><published>2007-09-05T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T13:44:16.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 21 things Desis do after returning to India from USA</title><content type='html'>21:Tries to use credit cards in a road side hotel.&lt;br /&gt;20:Drinks and carries mineral water and always speaks of being health&lt;br /&gt;conscious.&lt;br /&gt;19:Sprays deo so that he doesn't need to take bath.&lt;br /&gt;18:Sneezes and says 'Excuse me'.&lt;br /&gt;17:Says "Hey" instead of "Hi".&lt;br /&gt;Says "Yogurt" instead of "Curds".&lt;br /&gt;Says "Cab" instead of "Taxi".&lt;br /&gt;Says "Candy" instead of "Chocolate".&lt;br /&gt;Says "Cookie" instead of "Biscuit".&lt;br /&gt;Says " Free Way " instead of "Highway".&lt;br /&gt;Says "got to go" instead of "Have to go".&lt;br /&gt;Says "Oh" instead of "Zero", (for 704, he will say Seven Oh Four Instead of&lt;br /&gt;Seven Zero Four)&lt;br /&gt;16:Doesn't forget to crib about the air pollution.&lt;br /&gt;Keeps cribbing every time he steps out.&lt;br /&gt;15:Says all the distances in Miles (Not in Kilo Meters), and counts in&lt;br /&gt;Millions:(Not in Lakhs)&lt;br /&gt;14:Tries to figure all the prices in Dollars as far as possible (but deep&lt;br /&gt;inside multiplies by 43).&lt;br /&gt;13:Tries to see the % of fat on the cover of a milk pocket.&lt;br /&gt;12:When he needs to say Z (zed), he never says Z (Zed), instead repeats "Zee" several times,and  then says X, Y Zee(but never says Zed)&lt;br /&gt;11:Writes the date in MM/DD/YYYY:On watching traditional DD/MM/YYYY,&lt;br /&gt;says "Oh! 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D(["ce"]);  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;3:From the luggage bag, does not remove the stickers of the Airways by which he traveled back to India , even after 4 months of arrival.&lt;br /&gt;2:Takes the cabin luggage bag to short visits in India and tries to roll the bag on Indian Roads.&lt;br /&gt;1:Tries to begin any conversation with&lt;br /&gt;"In US ...."&lt;br /&gt;or "When I was in US..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:U cant avoid doin dese even if u've read d blog&gt;&gt;.my word...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430985159252751319-6694741338929954558?l=avikshitmathur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/feeds/6694741338929954558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4430985159252751319&amp;postID=6694741338929954558' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/6694741338929954558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/6694741338929954558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/2007/09/top-21-things-desis-do-after-returning.html' title='Top 21 things Desis do after returning to India from USA'/><author><name>Avi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02292000827765629421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430985159252751319.post-8468221791775152740</id><published>2007-08-19T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T06:19:06.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Subprime</title><content type='html'>subprime ..more subprime..&gt;high interest..&gt;&gt;higher interest..&gt;.compounded interest.&gt;more gains..&gt;&gt;more RISK..&gt;&gt;bull..bull..more bull..shhh..bull trap...&gt;&gt;bubble...bubble burst..&gt;&gt;&gt;foreclosures..&gt;&gt;bunkruptcies..&gt;&gt;&gt;negative mortgages..&gt;&gt;liquidity drying..&gt;&gt;&gt;frozen mutual funds..&gt;&gt;media hype..&gt;&gt;CRASH..&gt;&gt;&gt;bear bear .. more bear..&gt;&gt;&gt;national banks.&gt;&gt;cash flow&gt;&gt;temp relief..&gt;&gt;&gt;bear..bear..&gt;&gt;tension..&gt;&gt;stablizing..&gt;&gt;better..&gt;&gt;&gt;could be better.&gt;&gt;finally only 'THE ppl' lose..&gt;&gt;rest ok with all.&gt;&gt;&gt;Relax..&gt;&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Welcome To The Market&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430985159252751319-8468221791775152740?l=avikshitmathur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/feeds/8468221791775152740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4430985159252751319&amp;postID=8468221791775152740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/8468221791775152740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/8468221791775152740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/2007/08/subprime.html' title='Subprime'/><author><name>Avi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02292000827765629421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430985159252751319.post-3892525234840676594</id><published>2007-08-11T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T13:19:20.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Incredible Hulk</title><content type='html'>&gt;&gt;the student information centre wasn't lookin the same the other day ..&gt;&gt;&gt;pretty silent as i walked through.. the walls werent displayin the same stuf..  they used to.&gt;&gt; nothin abt graduate loans/ scholarships..&gt;&gt;none on undergradute events..&gt;&gt;&gt;neither any advertisement by a new sponsor to university of toronto..&gt;&gt;hehe.. my department btw is now called Edward S. Rogers. Sr.  department of electrical and computer engineering..&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather it was somehin..&gt;&gt;which made my pulse skip..&gt;&gt;&gt;as my perplexed head was making a 360 rotation, my fingers were shiftin buttons on my phone's keypad..&gt;&gt;&gt;and the camera phone was ready to shoot/ save the entire  atmosphere..&gt;&gt;&gt;the passage way was empty..&gt;the seals  on&gt;&gt; were load and clear.&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;'Department of Defence, United States of America'.&gt;&gt; the eagle and arrows etc..&gt;&gt;&gt;a dozen other  similar seals had occupied the entire corridor ..&gt;&gt;&gt;And  " hey u cant shoot here.&gt;&gt; we r filming a movie, the office area on the first floor is accessible you can go if you want.&gt;&gt;&gt;i got my stuff done..&gt;&gt;took a couple of shots on the sets and ran away..&gt;&gt;&gt;the evening was rather interesting in the 'central ground ' where they were takin  helicopter shots , military trucks all around...the campus roads.. etc.. the filming was worth seeing..&gt;&gt;&gt;retakes of those long critical shots  exemplified..the work the whole crew puts in.&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:i culdnt c the hulk anywhere though &gt;&gt;&gt;some say d green man is not for real its animated...hehe..idiots...Happy Holi any ways.&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pps:Cash(hindi) is not bad..&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430985159252751319-3892525234840676594?l=avikshitmathur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/feeds/3892525234840676594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4430985159252751319&amp;postID=3892525234840676594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/3892525234840676594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/3892525234840676594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/2007/08/incredible-hulk.html' title='Incredible Hulk'/><author><name>Avi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02292000827765629421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430985159252751319.post-3096655386128800970</id><published>2007-08-04T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T13:59:24.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bourne Ultimatum</title><content type='html'>not a plot  spoiler..&gt;&gt;&gt;quick review...&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do u Copy..  I copy..&gt;&gt;Newyork city..&gt;&gt;&gt;NYPD.. The FBI.. Central Intelligence Agency...&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issue of National Emergency.&gt;&gt;Highly Classified..&gt;&gt;mr President.&gt;&gt;&gt;subject sighted  GPS location"......../......." target on the move.&gt;&gt;&gt;Subject Apprehended.&gt;&gt;&gt;target locked.&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;BOOM.&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt; if d  matter above make ur adrenaline go thumpin..  along with some smart/ intelligent moves by matt damon. etc.. which might make some audience member swear Jesus Christ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So typical hollywood jargon/ no suspense..thrill neither..&gt;&gt;neverthe less 'sequence movie'..&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIce cut wud say worth a  late sat nite.&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: transformers is a stupid movie AVOID&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430985159252751319-3096655386128800970?l=avikshitmathur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430985159252751319.post-3500873968288467796</id><published>2007-07-19T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T19:29:54.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;&gt;&gt;Beyond Basics&gt;&gt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>CAUTION:if ur keeping too busy with ur daily chores,u may continue with it..for u may find the post an unnecessary waste of time..&gt;&gt;&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all others welcome to The  Cosmos....&gt;&gt;&gt;Lets Go Beyond..&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont start with somethin kiddish..&gt;&gt;&gt;"If u have ever gazed on a cloudless nite...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this.&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To consider earth as the only populated world in infinite space is as absurd as to assert that in an entire field sown with millet, only one grain will grow- Metrodorus of Chios, fourth century B.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey ppl..&gt;&gt; dont u often feel suffocated inside  this infinitesimal earth...Lets talk a stroll outside..&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case uve lost interst in d post (most unlikely)..Did u know...&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Wilkinson Microwave Anisotropy Probe.estimates universe to be 13.7 billion yrs old of which 73% is dark energy..&gt;&gt;microwaves recorded are fading embers of big bang..&gt;&gt;.this 840 kg of aluminium and plastic floating one million miles from earth ...maps minute variations in microwave background.&gt;&gt;1962 two radio astronomers heard noises which were infact residue of the big bang explosion.. dudes got nobel prizes..&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Coming back, astronomy is obviously the oldest science... was needed for agriculturere, predict seasons..etc..&gt;&gt;hey dis is  interstin..&gt;&gt;&gt;Cosmos literaly means perfect/ symmetric etc   ...obviously  named by ancient greeks..lets get real therez an absolute chaos up there...&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;so d nxt time someone asks u wats up  ..reply.."Absolute Chaos"  dat was stupid.. kill me..&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Nicolaus Copernicus ,1543 told us  &gt;&gt;Sun in centre &gt;&gt;planets roaming around.. church super angry...&gt;&gt;watever..&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW where did the solar syatem come from..&gt;&gt;&gt;4.5 billion yrs back.. &gt;.supernova passin by created a shock wave in an amorphous cloud..&gt;&gt;acted as a seed..heavy elements silicates , metals and heavy gases.. collapsed under its own gravity..increasing pressures, density ,temperatures..until  fusion started...hoho.... solar winds ..blew away remaining debris , leaving only.. wats u call today the solar system...&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Come On In..&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 planets( Relax! will discuss pluto later), 2000 asteriods, whole system is surruonded by giant clouds of icy comets numbering , by some estimates one trillion...&gt;&gt;dnt start counting the zeros. in a trillion...&gt;&gt;go on.&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun.&gt;&gt;&gt;6,093 degree celcius.. great rivers of fire stretch across surface in every direction.&gt;.some cool spots .. here n there u know they r called sun spots often associated with solar flares.&gt;&gt;typical flares are large enough to eat up the earth..flare.. radioactive particles ejections..X ray category electromagnetic flares can cause worldwide blackout... nov 4, 2003.. largest flare ever measured didnt erupted in space towards earth..&gt;&gt;the big daddy was angry though not on us..&gt;&gt;.u lucky guys .. keep readin..&gt;.inside temperatures 15 million degrees ..this dude is burning 700 million tons of hydrogn per second.. not to mention u read this in grade 7 .. eventully it would burn out..hence the  unbalanced inward pull would start killin it.. relax! .. some 5 billion yrs  for dat.. so some more time for sun- baths..with 'corrs light'&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aahhh.. feeling a little tired and sleepy...wud continue in my future posts..planets ...and then the world beyond..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:As i was writing this post .. thoughts of a dear pal ,who had this childhood dream of  to be an astronomer.. used to attend such workshops in nehru planitorium, build telescopes etc....shld have been in an international space station today, verifying his theories.... but these evilish worldly forces dragged him to a small place in west bengal...called  iimC..&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pps: jus begun...do come back..&gt;&gt;&gt;SOMETHINZ is goin out dere&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430985159252751319-3500873968288467796?l=avikshitmathur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430985159252751319.post-6259261015422471899</id><published>2007-07-05T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T07:18:36.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430985159252751319-6259261015422471899?l=avikshitmathur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/feeds/6259261015422471899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4430985159252751319&amp;postID=6259261015422471899' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/6259261015422471899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/6259261015422471899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/2007/07/women.html' title=''/><author><name>Avi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02292000827765629421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430985159252751319.post-1743120359001002160</id><published>2007-05-29T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T20:00:43.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;&gt;&gt;      /     / ###&gt;&gt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>just a quick post guys.. i know u may wanna kill me after readin dis but yar blog hai.&gt;&gt;kuch bhi likh sakta hun main..&gt;&gt;&gt;i went to the temple today for it was tuesday&gt;&gt;&gt;wen i came back to collect my sandals.. i noticed d shoe rack number .. n it was 765&gt;&gt;n within a split second my head made a 5 degree turn to the left and 7.5 degrees to the right to  see 764,765,766,767.&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;the 4 numbers ,the 4 names&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashutosh Tandon.Avikshit Mathur.Ayush Srivastava.Azeez Narain....i know i made it sound like as if they r Nasa's rocket scientests or somethin.&gt;&gt;&gt;.but they r no less&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;kya masti thi yar&gt;&gt;&gt;class ki last bench..labs main, 4 th year&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;nyways gud nite guys&gt;&gt;god bless u all&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430985159252751319-1743120359001002160?l=avikshitmathur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430985159252751319.post-3198156635215721982</id><published>2007-05-24T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T07:44:29.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Siemens is so Beautiful!</title><content type='html'>Well this is gonna be quick n shrt..   the followin are in no particular order jus d way it bounces outta my head/ heart OR  both/neither&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Abhishek ,Rakshit,  &amp; I bunked a borin trainin session.. went to a mall to watch 'Golmaal'..&gt;&gt;.wasnt a bad flick..I got a chance to drive back Dhaiya's car..which had a 1500000W  discotheque smwher at the back..it looked as if the whole gurgaon was rockin dat day..&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Himanshu &amp;amp; I bunked a borin trainin session&gt;&gt;and enjoyed beer ..jus outside our office ..d only gud thin abt gurgaon is u can drink on the road.&gt;&gt;not exactly but u know wat i mean..&gt;&gt;.and we went back to the lecture again..&gt;&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3.Dhruv/DJ bought a new bike... we seldom had bike rides arnd gurgaon.&gt;&gt;&gt;it was fun.&gt;&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4.We (Electrical gang) even went shoppin to UCB...bunkin a lecture again..&lt;br /&gt;5.Some 8-10 ppl (62.5-70 % girls) once  went out for lunch on a  special kinna vehicle..i dnt remeber wats dat called&gt;&gt;but i remember sittin antiparallel to the direction of motion of the vehicle..&gt;&gt;.the lunch was good..&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.I had put some flash kinna games in the temporary 'T 'drive ...helicopter ws kinna hit amongst the masses..&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Toolika  beated me in all games..includin SKIING!!!....and watever high scores i had were all morphed in 'paint', beated me through n through ....&lt;br /&gt;8.Siemens gave us free tickets to PVR , some ppl culdnt turn up .&gt;&gt;&gt;i got my clg friends in though.&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.We r given a dinner party by siemens...which was preceeded by campus to corporate...dat was&lt;br /&gt;  so much fun too ,though some evils of the society used a dictionary and cheated in a word game..&gt;&gt;&gt;we won the charades nyhow.&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Priyanka n Nidhi reintroduced me to red wine.&gt;&gt;&gt; and i realized it isnt dat bad as i tht it was..&gt;&gt;i mixed some beer in rekha's soft drink ... but the smart girl realized her drink wasnt tastin the same.&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.the 'last chance' party organized by the gurgaon gang was  super cool..&gt;&gt;&gt;i was quite normal...&gt;&gt;its all in the brain.&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.It was almost an everyday ritual for me to grab my brkfast in one hand a big bag in the other and run for my bus..i missed it a couple of times,,..&gt;&gt;&gt; iam so grateful to shilpi and sanjay.&gt;&gt;&gt;who wuld ask the driver to stop the bus for me.&gt;&gt; and i had to chase it in an auto till ITO etc.&gt;&gt;&gt;it was a pleasure sharing the mornin news with shilpi in the bus.&gt;&gt;&gt;and thereaftter in the siemesn waitin area, post lunch..&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.My last day&gt;&gt;&gt;was extraordinary&lt;br /&gt;the entire siemens gang went out for lunch/farewell.....i just loved it guys.&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;and i got so lucky....drivin down to the venue...&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;culd hear the 'Monster'(gurgaon traffic) yellin at me&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;""U LUCKY BASTARD""&gt;&gt;&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;14.The EE gang gift wrapped a beer bottle ..i culdnt have got a better gift eh..and we did the bottle drivin down to RPM....&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15...droppin back ppl from RPM is a different experince altogether...nothin much...jus dat i culd have been arrested by the cops ,my dear friend stopped to ask the route frm.&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:Siemens rocks&gt;&gt; dese guys have splendid rain dance parties etc.. aah  i miss them all..&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430985159252751319-3198156635215721982?l=avikshitmathur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/feeds/3198156635215721982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4430985159252751319&amp;postID=3198156635215721982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/3198156635215721982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/3198156635215721982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/2007/05/siemens-is-so-beautiful.html' title='Siemens is so Beautiful!'/><author><name>Avi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02292000827765629421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430985159252751319.post-9069726629728770355</id><published>2007-05-14T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T14:01:12.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lol!</title><content type='html'>Common lines after people get drunk…&lt;br /&gt;1. Tu Mera bhai hai…&lt;br /&gt;2. Gadi mai Chalunga…&lt;br /&gt;3. Abe abhi itni Aur Andar ja sakti hai…&lt;br /&gt;4. Tu bura mat manana bhai…&lt;br /&gt;5. Mai teri Dil Se Izzat Karta hu…&lt;br /&gt;6. Aaj Chad nahi rahi hai kya bat hai…&lt;br /&gt;7. Tu Kya samajh raha hai mujhe chad gayi hai…&lt;br /&gt;8. Ye mat samajh ki piye me bol raha hu…&lt;br /&gt;9. yar kam to nahi padegi&lt;br /&gt;10. Chhote Ek Ek Chhota aur ho Jae…&lt;br /&gt;11. After 6 th Peg….&lt;br /&gt;:Baaap ko mat Sikhao.&lt;br /&gt;12. Yar magar Dil dukha diya yaar…&lt;br /&gt;13. Kuchh bhi hai Bhai hai Apna…&lt;br /&gt;14. Tu Bolna Bhai kya chahiye…Jaan chahiye hazir hai sir???&lt;br /&gt;15. Mere ko malum hai tere ko pyaar hoo gaya hai.&lt;br /&gt;16. Tu chahta hai main ussko chor dun !&lt;br /&gt;17. Abe BHABHI ke baare main mat boolna koi bhi !&lt;br /&gt;18. After Last peg&lt;br /&gt;: YAAR JINDAGI JHAND HOO GAYI YAHAN PE AAKE !&lt;br /&gt;19. Main akele chala jayunga&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430985159252751319-9069726629728770355?l=avikshitmathur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/feeds/9069726629728770355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4430985159252751319&amp;postID=9069726629728770355' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/9069726629728770355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/9069726629728770355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/2007/05/lol.html' title='Lol!'/><author><name>Avi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02292000827765629421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430985159252751319.post-6987607683431958397</id><published>2007-05-13T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T04:10:27.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes</title><content type='html'>The following may belong to the stone age.&gt;&gt; the semiconductor age&gt;&gt;the AI age&gt;&gt;or may be from the world of future..&gt;&gt;dnt bother, go ahead they wont harm.&gt;&gt;&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Whoever said money can't buy happiness, didn't know&lt;br /&gt;where to shop (!!WOW!!)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;dat was class apart read the rest.. thanks.&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute, and it&lt;br /&gt;seems like an hour. Sit with a pretty girl for an&lt;br /&gt;hour, and it seems like a minute. THAT'S&lt;br /&gt;relativity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;The brain is a wonderful organ. It starts working&lt;br /&gt;the moment you get up in the morning and does not&lt;br /&gt;stop until you get into the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;The trouble with being punctual is that nobody's&lt;br /&gt;there to appreciate it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;We must believe in luck. For how else can we explain&lt;br /&gt;the success of those we don't like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;It matters not whether you win or lose; what&lt;br /&gt;matters is whether I win or lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Life  is pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;Death is peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;It's the transition that's troublesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Help a man when he is in trouble and he will&lt;br /&gt;remember you when he is&lt;br /&gt;in trouble again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Complex problems have simple, easy to understand&lt;br /&gt;wrong answers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;It is not exactly cheating, I prefer to consider it&lt;br /&gt;creative problem solving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Alcohol doesn't solve any problems , but then again,&lt;br /&gt;neither does milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Most people are only alive because it is illegal to&lt;br /&gt;shoot them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Forgive your enemies but remember their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;The number of people watching you is directly&lt;br /&gt;proportional to the stupidity of your action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Dont worry that the world ends today, its already&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow in Australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Go the Isometric way,orthographics illude&gt;&gt;avi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Alcohol is not the soln ,however,it helps u forget the question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Enough of common sense is a genious&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Well in my family, grades aren't important. It's what you learn that counts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Christmas is a time when people of all religions come together to worship Jesus Christ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Therez no substitute to experience, listen to ur Dad&gt;&gt;avi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Wen ur memories outweigh ur dreams ,u've grown old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;If u have found a better combo than fried fish N chilled Beer..congratulations u r on mars&gt;&gt;avi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;All  men genrly endure tough times..wanna test him,  give him power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Pressure does not kill, its the gradient&gt;&gt;avi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;UFO's don't land dat often,we orkut trivialities&gt;&gt;avi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&gt;&gt; I believe we shld pay taxes with a smile, i tried but they wanted cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Life sometimes go by fuzzy logic, its neither one nor zero&gt;&gt;avi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Its easy to learn from books..very few get lucky to learn from people&gt;&gt;avi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;When we are tired of thinking, we conclude&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Stupidity isn't relative, it's an absolute conception&gt;&gt;avi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; All men are jerks ,women  make them behave non-natural.&gt;&gt;avi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;span id="1eqq"&gt;Man is a social animal, he drinks.Social goes away after the third.&gt;&gt;avi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="1epq"&gt;♫ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="1epp"&gt;It goes like this-Either you are with the market or you are out of it.&gt;&gt;avi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Always carry some cash and common- sense , trust me they can be very handy&gt;&gt;avi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id=":uv"&gt;"Financial market is so bad that girls are now marrying for love!!!!!!!!"&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There was a time when only astro-physicists and accountants practising in Zimbabwe had any use for a word which means a million millions.&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id=":uv"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id=":11p"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;The idea is to create wealth, not make money.Focus on the substance not the shadows..&gt;&gt;&gt;avi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:130%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:13;color:red;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430985159252751319-6987607683431958397?l=avikshitmathur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/feeds/6987607683431958397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4430985159252751319&amp;postID=6987607683431958397' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/6987607683431958397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/6987607683431958397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/2007/05/quotes.html' title='Quotes'/><author><name>Avi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02292000827765629421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430985159252751319.post-6735479587407881803</id><published>2007-05-12T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T09:53:29.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>!!Butter Chicken!!</title><content type='html'>According to not so popular legend  &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;"If the word 'Butter Chicken' is whispered  thrice within a span of 3.333 min inside the gr8 pyramids.&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; mummies come out n do a Bhangra".&gt;&gt;&gt;watever.&gt;&gt;.everytime u go out..n look at the menu card.&gt;&gt;n  alltogether differnt name catches u &gt;&gt;&gt; aristocratic in  description.&gt;&gt; aromatic in smell.&gt;&gt;pungent in nature&gt;&gt;&gt; teriyaki/ italian/spanish/mexican/latin american/western european/  east asian/arctic/antarctic OR ..all/neither. in origin&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; FINALLY.&gt;&gt;&gt; "hmm dat was not bad"...&gt;&gt;&gt;but then it was not WOW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An as far as dese fast/superfast&gt;&gt; foods r considered.. burger/shurger/ pizza / subway and some 173 other stupid things.&gt;&gt;.aah i jus dnt like them(dat was too polite of me).&gt;&gt;&gt;agreed u dnt have an option smtimes..&gt;&gt;.&gt;&gt;but i swear i wud still go for &gt;&gt;&gt; ChickenMc  grill Rs 20 burger ..nothin beats dats..&gt;&gt;&gt;i know all fast food lovers wanna cut me dwn&gt;&gt;  jus part me as everybody is an idiot in ones own self.&gt;&gt;&gt;N mera blog hai main kuch bhi likhun(its mine i may put watever i feel like).. hehe.. sory plz keep visitin&gt;&gt;"it is ur luv n suppourt dat keeps us goin"&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day before i cooked  'BC'&gt;&gt;&gt;i dnt have D magic ..but it wasnt bad..&gt;&gt;&gt;to all veggies try BC once n hang me if u dont  fall in luv.&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;itz jus  amazing &gt;&gt;&gt;for those who know ..&gt;&gt;know it BETTER..&gt;&gt;&gt;n as they say BUTTER CHICKEN is BUTTER CHICKEN&gt;&gt;&gt;period&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430985159252751319-6735479587407881803?l=avikshitmathur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/feeds/6735479587407881803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4430985159252751319&amp;postID=6735479587407881803' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/6735479587407881803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/6735479587407881803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/2007/05/butter-chicken.html' title='!!Butter Chicken!!'/><author><name>Avi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02292000827765629421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430985159252751319.post-7233748816629338944</id><published>2007-04-25T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T08:18:49.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourth Year...till we die</title><content type='html'>&gt;&gt;Beyond Basics&gt;&gt;&gt;....i ve been thinkin abt this for a lng time now.. puttin it down&gt;&gt;&gt;The followin are in no particular order ..watsoevr.&gt;.jus the way it bounces outta my head/ heart or both/neither.&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Ashu never needed keys to open locks ,he kicked open..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Andy  always had some namkeen(snack) for our way back in metro..&gt;&gt;&gt;on one fine trip back home we couldnt consume a full packet.&gt;&gt;Ansh had the guts to take up the bet and serve the remaining packet amongst the passengers in the coach.&gt;&gt;&gt;it was packed .. he went to atleast 25 ppl i swear..&gt;&gt;&gt;offered them the snack and came back with the empty bag.&gt;&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Ansh(in shorts) N Ankit danced in a barrat in model town.. shook hands with the groom  ..extended their wishes.. danced more came back.&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Ankit had a super cool car...the tyres had no traces of threads watsoever.&gt;&gt;flat as a volley ball..&lt;br /&gt;.. as always he was pushin down at his min of 80kmph down the outer ring road to clg...i shouted o teri ###..###, ankit and ansh turned back.&gt;&gt;" kya hua saale .. i for got my keys again..aah phir tala todna padega.&gt;&gt;.ansh shouted" khurana....aage bus hai saale..&gt;&gt;&gt; blue line bus in front of us.. horizontal.. dat idiot was tryin a U- turn.... ankit &gt;&gt;brakes slammed ..steered completely right.. the car (recall tyres) is now skiddin horizontally towards the monster.&gt;&gt;.witnessed all this for some 3.75 seconds.. bus moved slightly he swirled back car's steering ...we cleared past.&gt;&gt;&gt; Hey Jesus well played..&gt;&gt;&gt;saved..&gt;&gt;&gt;andy applied his formulae of chemistry/biochemistry &amp;  physics/ quantum physics..&gt;&gt;&gt; how were we saved and wat wud have happened to  us ,have we suffred the collision &gt;&gt;i guess he used some coordinate geometry for that.too &gt;&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.As a ritual we had beer parties drivin down  &gt;&gt;on the ITO bridge..arnd the cp inner circle(nitish's car) &gt;&gt; we wanted to do arnd india gate..but ran outta beer&gt;&gt;rainin heavy,blue van..lonely raod dark nite, police officer questioned wats up " kuch nahi sir jus waitin for a friend" .&gt;&gt;Sector 18 noida...&gt;&gt;&gt;world cup final.&gt;&gt;&gt;phew..there were 100's other.&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Our project guide had a ring tone " saaj rahi munne teri amma.. chunar gotte main"..&gt;&gt;we culdnt prevent a  guffaw...wen it sudddenly rang while we were discussin our project.. the room went dead silent for 10.35 seconds post.&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. ketan wuldnt leave a soccer match even if it is at 3 at nite and he had an exam the nxt day,..&gt;&gt;&gt;he had his signature style of givin  bump kicks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.we watched lotr triology back to back one night.. took old monk neat.. and wen for lecture the nxt day..&gt;&gt;monkeyed arnd..&gt;&gt;i gave a quick interview to a girl(in clg canteen) with some mike&gt;&gt;played some games etc...drunk.. she gave me a bag for this.&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.we(gandalf,me, ashu) luv Gudang garam  &gt;&gt;&gt;.for a change ashu brought.. a bidi frm some watchman..we smoked the night before our last exam at 3 am...&gt;&gt;we(Ankit ,Ansh,I) brought a vodka and 3 sprites...mixed nxt mornig and consumed the same DURING  our last paper...we passed..jesus..&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.i have absolutely no idea why but I chased a dog after 'last chance' party.&gt;&gt;.&gt;.expressed my wish to drive down to jaipur..&gt;&gt;&gt;guys i wasnt kiddin then.&gt;&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.we orkutted/playd ponket tanks/downloaded videos etc in library's section  dat was meant for technial papers only.&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.we culdnt really pick chetan for bumps&gt;&gt;&gt;we once smashed his house ..and gave him solid bumps..he didnt make a single noise.&gt;&gt;&gt;for it was in the park(did the rides too) facin his house.&gt;&gt;and hence coined the term silent bumps.&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Chetan and I went  to buy marijuana(ganja) , passed thru these skimpy streets in badli..to a 'baba'(old man) outside the temple who sold a 'pudiya'..came back dried the leaves ...prepared the stuff.. the gang smoked in..&gt;&gt;ansh /chetan went insane.&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14Andy said &gt;&gt;&gt;"...how it all began....first job party...DR1 with us..went to watch .'No Entry'(all time best of sp)...we came back and the guards didnt allow us in...'No Entry'&gt;&gt; a forced.night out on Madhuban Chowk .paranthas and chai...got to be the first adventure of our 4th yr!!"&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Gandalf Said&gt;&gt;&gt;"our mess didnt really had delicacies to offer, the gang seldom became  'shaddi crashers'..&gt;&gt;&gt;The mad dash from the shaadi party and Reddy running with his juice glass."&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Ankit Said&gt;&gt;&gt;"&lt;span chatdir="1"&gt;&lt;span chatindex="51307930CD77E3BD75"&gt;My wish of gettin expelled from hostel was fulfilled when the rooms were being sealed, i felt like i was in heaven that day,though the reason was flimsy,but just done a few things, with my car (which i would think twice trying it with my girlfriend...lo&lt;wbr&gt;l...) , with the vodka which i finished so early in my exam, that i was thinking alka pandey was teaching us HVDC,the scribbling T-shirt which includes all those 5 pappiyan and daaru comments,the beer guzzling parties, i mean guzzling for me and drinking for my frns,the joint which we shared in my room, ashu may forget his keys always, but we were saved that day wen avikshit forgot the keys,thanx to my CNG auto..lol.....w&lt;wbr&gt;ould miss them all......&lt;img style="background-image: url(http://mail.google.com/mail/im/emotisprites/smile.png); background-position: 0px -132px;" id="emoticon11" onload="if(top.js &amp;&amp; top.js._BZ_RotaSmile){top.js._BZ_RotaSmile._Register(this, 11)}else{setTimeout('emoticon11.onload()',100)}" src="http://mail.google.com/mail/images/cleardot.gif" onmouseover="top.js._BZ_RotaSmile._Start(this, 11)" alt="[smile]" height="12" width="13" /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Gandalf said&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oye! Two stories about chota. his beating in DR1's room  &gt;&gt;this dude hit himself  on head with jhadu some 3 times strugglin with ayush.. we locked him in my cupboard..absolutely jammed in the doors and pressed the bed  against the doors..after some 10 min.of masti and ticklings..the superman swung open the doors..&gt;&gt;throwing us apart...&gt;&gt;&gt;on a different note.&gt;.he once locked a grp of men in ko##a turned off the lights from the MCB board.. and shouted over the window..."DAY SCHI POWER...DAY SCHI POWER." &gt;&gt; &lt;span chatdir="1"&gt;&lt;span chatindex="51307930CD77E3BD75"&gt;Chota is a rockstar watsoever..&gt;&gt;&gt;the only MAN  arnd ...who cherished a scotch peg..while the kids fancied  beer/ vodka/ stupid cocktails...as drinks..&gt;&gt;..he knew all routes to the best pubs/discs/etc in delhi and beyond..&gt;&gt;&gt;could have given directions  better than the GPS system..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i wasnt involved/slipped me etc &gt;&gt;thousand others&gt;&gt;  PLZ augment..&lt;br /&gt;ps2:dese r the ones which never came up on  vids/pics.&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430985159252751319-7233748816629338944?l=avikshitmathur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/feeds/7233748816629338944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4430985159252751319&amp;postID=7233748816629338944' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/7233748816629338944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/7233748816629338944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/2007/04/fourth-year.html' title='Fourth Year...till we die'/><author><name>Avi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02292000827765629421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430985159252751319.post-7056979947307276884</id><published>2007-04-16T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T19:07:22.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toronto</title><content type='html'>&gt;&gt;yo.&gt;&gt;i wont obviously write anythin datz easily available on net&gt;&gt; rather smthin dats NOT easily available on net.&gt;&gt;.for anythin dats on the solar system and beyond is on the net(read google)..watever..&gt;&gt;&gt;toronto iz the commercial capital of canada. ha as if u tht it was addis ababa.&gt;&gt;.now sinceI  mentioned canada let me give u a flash back.&gt;&gt;&gt; was occupied by nomads frm siberia originally&gt;&gt; and then by eurpoean settelers, predominantly french and the english,english came later.. but took off the major control frm french ..so &gt;&gt;it had both french and british colonies which later came  up as provinces/territories ..there were obviously many french/english wrs and then the various revolutions ..but iam not givin u everythin..&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;for many of u didnt like history.. i loved it anyhow.&gt;&gt;gradully parliamentary system came into existence ..in various provinces &gt;&gt;&gt;there are still issues in quebec (frnch) who wanna go separate.&gt;&gt;&gt;but we r still together.&gt;&gt;cannot imagine canada without montreal..to define canada in few words i wud say.&gt;.toronto.. vancouver, montreal, ottawa  and then the 'up north' uninhabited  but nature's paradise.&gt;&gt;&gt;more than 80% candians are within 200km frm us border..popu arnd 30 million ..united states..&gt;&gt;300 million.. not exact jus rough estimation.&gt;&gt;&gt;this multicultural land frm the very beginning became a super multicultural land wen ppl not only frm eastern europe but asia/ africa poured in.&gt;&gt;&gt;oh did i ever say i wont write anythin datz on the net..&gt;&gt;&gt;screw me.&gt;&gt;&gt;huh..&gt;one amazin thin  abt toronto is &gt;&gt; ppl frm various parts of the world unanimously appreciate&gt;&gt; the fact, we are canadians NOW...lets party together.&gt;&gt;i jus love this attitude which i am sure culdnt be felt in states.&gt;&gt;&gt;but then itz the united states &gt;&gt; has itz own feel..&gt;.ahhhh.. i am losing track.&gt;&gt;&gt;hopin back.&gt;&gt;&gt;jus to mention chinese are so good at heart.&gt;&gt;mind blowing...they are cute , sweet,adorable and other such girlish words.&gt;&gt;&gt;as far as indians..they r essentially punjabi's.&gt;&gt;and gujrati's ..before i forget.&gt;&gt;&gt;i simply fell for the pakistani lingo.&gt;&gt;&gt;the assalam walekums and walekum aslaams wow.&gt;&gt; they are so gentle.&gt;&gt;&gt;it feels like an honor conversin with them&gt;&gt;&gt;u know wat i mean..&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;the so contarsting punjabi lingo..  the ultra high potential..&gt;&gt;u know wat i mean.&gt;&gt;&gt;I love this potential difference.&gt;&gt;&gt;i better keep my resistance high &gt;&gt;for the amperage might burnout my traditional  coils.&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:&gt;&gt;u can put a bullet thru for that stupid electrical expression&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430985159252751319-7056979947307276884?l=avikshitmathur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/feeds/7056979947307276884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4430985159252751319&amp;postID=7056979947307276884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/7056979947307276884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/7056979947307276884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/2007/04/toronto.html' title='Toronto'/><author><name>Avi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02292000827765629421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430985159252751319.post-4760271889548342334</id><published>2007-04-12T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T18:16:23.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Tom</title><content type='html'>Not too long ago,there used to be a  boy called 'Little Tom'.There was'nt nythin unusal abt d fella&gt;&gt; u may still wanna hear his tale.&gt;&gt;he lived in  an extended family which often had guests/ relatives droppin by...and they all  had the same ques to  tom..."how r ur studies gng, likin d school.. eh? r u naughty at school..etc etc...the one thin dat annoyed him the most was.. wats the new poem u learnt tommy&gt;&gt; can u recite it for us.. he had enough of twinkle-twinkle.....however, .tommy loved one and always recited the same&gt;&gt;" once i had fancy to c a foriegn land ,I took a ship ,a very old ship and went to zoololand.A negro sat besides me in a cool and easy way and wen i said hello to him this is wat he said..&gt;&gt; " oo oochikmacha oocha poocha china ka cholam chi.. chi-ki chi ki cholam chia ki cholam eiya eiya ei&gt;&gt;huhu.&gt;&gt;&gt;.while they were confused thinkin wat did he jus say..&gt;&gt;&gt;he used to bring his tricycle in the living room and went zoom -zoom...till the guests clapped...tommy used to become happy.. 'Day Made'.,&gt;&gt;&gt;.he was Little...eh.?&gt;&gt;&gt;.his love for cyclin always grew&gt;&gt; for this was one thin he never needed any company...used to ride down the then hinterlands....and come back wen it was dark and dusky.&gt;&gt;.he had a bunch of friends in neighbour hood who used to play hide n seek every evening .&gt;&gt;supposedly after completin their homework..&gt;&gt;&gt;he had an interstin schoolin ...he liked &gt;&gt;a grade 5 girl,who was a prefect ,checked his uniform after the mornin assembly which was never tidy.the girl was too senior for little tommy to approach her and speak out..poor tommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fine mornin it was rainin hard ,the mornin assembly was put off and all classes had an  in class assembly,  followed by the zero period.&gt;&gt;aftr some etc talks ,the beautiful class teacher asked tommy the followin ques."Tom ,wat r the three most strongest words." some smart ass whispered," tom ,say,&gt;&gt;I love u"&gt;&gt;&gt;. ignorin the intrusion , replied back" United States of America".recoverin from a quick jerk,the teacher said hey dats 4 words tommy.,,&gt;&gt;&gt;google doesnt consider 'of ' as word while performin its search..&gt;&gt;doesnt really matter wat we were taught abt the significance of &gt;&gt;&gt;'of' in our kindergarten. oh google jus reminded me i have two things in common with little tom, one is ofcourse luv for google, the other , fingerprints&gt;&gt;&gt;cuttin the crap above &gt;&gt;&gt;united states has always attracted the world like a strong electromagnet,i was ofcourse like every body under the pull&gt;&gt; from the very beginning.millions of ppl across the world &gt;plan to visit the states every year but its only a handful  'luckythousands 'who get a chance to get thru....&gt;&gt;&gt;  some of u might jus wish to pop up, "grass is greener on the other side&gt;&gt; dude"...but then com'on we r talkin abt the super power, billion dollar market and wat not..&gt;&gt;canada is no less ,rather i wud say its way better than states to live in(not LIVE-IN,)..but i culdnt have committed the sin of talkin abt canada withut addressin the supremo..&gt;&gt;i have a lot to put down abt canada / states&gt;&gt;&gt;toronto/NYC ..but.its gettin a little too much here..&gt;&gt;&gt;wud do in my nxt post..&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;as if u wont get a good nite sleep till then..hehe..&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430985159252751319-4760271889548342334?l=avikshitmathur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/feeds/4760271889548342334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4430985159252751319&amp;postID=4760271889548342334' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/4760271889548342334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/4760271889548342334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/2007/04/little-tom.html' title='Little Tom'/><author><name>Avi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02292000827765629421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430985159252751319.post-6825393400305389625</id><published>2007-04-10T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T13:26:26.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Workout</title><content type='html'>&gt;&gt;Sexy mind stays in a sexy body&gt;&gt;&gt;..umm i didnt take my lessons properly..or may be improvised the proverb..watever.. i am writin dis coz there are certain myths which keep circulatin arnd , often mislead us..&gt;&gt;&gt;the followin is in no particular order, jus the way they bounce out of my head/heart or both/neither..&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.U dnt gain anythin frm runnin,u lose calories and def tone all ur muscles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Swimmin is a superb excercise.The power u need to push  forward does not come from ur shoulders, its the torso movement...dnt stop in between, u lose ur breath, its a litle different frm runnin&gt;&gt;&gt; and try doin as many continous laps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Abs are the strongest muscle of the body and can be overtrained just like any other muscle.dont leave them for the last,  keep a separte day ..quick reps are very popular..AVOID &gt;&gt;&gt;do it gradully like u do any other part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. u dnt get flat abs by doin quick ab crunches ...any fat u loose wont necessarily be from abs.fat loss has  its  own genetics . RUN... get a flat tummy&gt;&gt;&gt; then go for ab crunches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.muscles only and only grow wen they r overtarined...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. that does NOT mean&gt;&gt;&gt;lift weight  heavier than u can . As a general rule if u cant do more than 4 reps, lift lighter, if u can easily do 6 reps , move to higher weight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.try doin exercises which also have a secondary muscle to train along side the primary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Muscles DONT grow in the gym ,they grow wen u rest. so rest...periodic breaks are good for the body..avoid irregularities.&gt;&gt;. a day lost from schedule is a day LOST u can never get it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Dnt lose hope if u dnt see any gain .. nothin wud change in the first 3 months .. muscles need time to open.up .. give them some endurance trainin ...&gt;&gt;&gt;before goin for muscle growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. RULE OF THE THUMB&gt;&gt;&gt;DO ONLY THOSE EXCERCISES WHICH GIVE U A "FEEL", DNT WASTE TIME AND ENERGY UNNECESSARILIY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Energy/calories come before protein , u need carbs too!!! jus dnt avoid them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.'isolate whey protein' is good source of essential amino acids.carbs are anyway in everythin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.dnt be disheartened by others CUTS n CURVES,they have spent time, take tips instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Respect the place of ur work out,have the basic gym etiquettes ,u know better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. dieting never meant cuttin on the quantity it was always abt quality, u know better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I love rock music too, however, try embracin  nelly furtadoish stuff  ,that gives ur mind the right stability durin workout sessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I am not physical trainer, u can absolutely ignore!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430985159252751319-6825393400305389625?l=avikshitmathur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/feeds/6825393400305389625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4430985159252751319&amp;postID=6825393400305389625' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/6825393400305389625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/6825393400305389625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/2007/04/workout.html' title='Workout'/><author><name>Avi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02292000827765629421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430985159252751319.post-6249293434260112636</id><published>2007-04-09T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T06:57:03.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heli Engineering Company</title><content type='html'>Why do u think I would invest in your project, just because you love helicopters.Why not airplanes ,I like them better.This was exactly the question, thrown by a venture capiatlist on us.Whats the height of obsession ,writing a business plan and a technical paper on the same,absolute insanity.Always loved them,the most versatile machine man ever made, its more about fluid dyanmics than mechanical engineering.Two dynamic enterpreneurs  dreamt of takin the world on a ride...apni lag gayi.Our RC(radio/remote controlled) heli took us to IIT Delhi, Bombay, Roorkee ,NSIT,DCE, a couple of other colleges in the north campus , one in Gwalior whose name I dnt remember, nevertheless that was d best trip.There was a lot more than helis that we learnt, came across in our beautiful journies .Oh I forgot to mention the very prestigious Pawan Hans, Delhi and its head office at Mumbai,wherein we had  hands on a helicopters.Saw those intricacies we always longed for,  it was essential to get into the technicalities before thinkin about the RC's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the pinch of  the question that just flashed  ur minds."abe tujhe helicopter pasand hain tu main kya karun".Thats wat punched up on me  when i was readin some ones blog that talked about chole bhature aur masala dosa or some thin like that."abe main kya karun tujhe chole bhature pasand hain tu."watever i am writing this coz i wished to put down our mumbai trip memories somewhere...read on it wud be fun&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh didI just mention the word 'fun'.. I  accompanied   !!Ansh!!   to bombay ,  ya the maestro himself. This genious redefines fun anyday ...wont talk more abt him now for i doubt u know better.I have 50 % of his comapny's share today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fun began on our return trip...we had to board this train (some express,say X) from Bombay central but IIT  is  closer to Dadar..so we decided to do that from here  as we didnt wish to travel in the local trains to central, had already had it.jus to mention these guys have an excellent food facility at IIT bomaby ..&gt;&gt; but i expressed my wish to take our dinner in train  .&gt;&gt;&gt;dat has its own 'feel'.Dadar was my suggestion too. well watever we reached the station a 15 min too early.. so were jus happy abt that..made a couple of calls to delhi to Ankit &amp;amp; Ketan  from the STD booth  who were workin on  a technical paper on 'wireless power', we had our grey material runnin into the same too. WATever..u guys rock .. wat u did couldnt be redone JESUS CHRIST i wont go into wat these guys were upto ..i mentioned jesus christ in  caps already..&gt;&gt;&gt;  Well comin back to bombay central ..now it was little too late we hadnt still figured out which platform we were suppoused to board it from.&gt;&gt;&gt; the police constables  had perplexed us enough between  western railways and northern railways.. oh boy...bomaby railway stations are a different kinna mess altogether.. finally we landed up on a plat form.&gt;&gt; just double checked with a dude standin dere..and &gt;&gt;"yeh tu local train ka hai  boss.pul ke uspar jao."..tension beedu...&gt;&gt;Finally we reached as we desired .. now check this interesting juice wala bhaiya.. was mast ekdum servin his customers .. we enquired "boss yeh X train yahin aayegi"&gt;&gt;"hanji yahin aayegi" with a smile...we smiled back..45 seconds past.."rukegi nahi".. game baj gayi" kya keh raho bhaiya." &gt;&gt; "ab kya karen".Ansh to me" saala hero ban raha tha"..a voice came from somewhere" arre local pakrlo borivilli pe catch kar lena apni".."oh thanks boss"&gt;&gt;&gt; juice wala.."saath se nikal jayegi superfast train hai X dekhte reh jaoge local se.. he smiled again...and served his customer with a fresh mixed juice..&gt;&gt;Max game had no alternate and neither the ticket to local.&gt;&gt;so jus enterd the nxt local dat came..&gt;&gt;&gt;but oh boy..&gt;&gt; did we jus enter heaven it was nothin like our prior experience .. the coach jus had a bunch of gentlemen sittin calmly with ties on.. a man looked at us and" beta yeh first class hai" ..." uncle woh kya hota hai" and explained our issue..." isksi tiket 11 times hoti hai....aur bina ticket travel karna per head Rs 500 hoga.. oh boy....Rs 1000..for christ sake 25 beer bottles ..&gt;&gt;no way.. we werent ready for this ..changed ur coach at the nxt local station.. had nothin to do now so discussed our isssue with these guys arnd.&gt;&gt;&gt; Damn it they confused us to max .. so we concluded ..to rush down to platform #6  on borivilli.. we were now hanging outta the doors jus waitin for the local to stop ..&gt;&gt;&gt;a couple of trains passed by we prayed none was ours.. well.. borivilli came we RAN wild hrd dese voices behind" jahil delhi se aaye honge." god.. we saw this train slidin off ran faster .. i almost jumped in and ansh shouted " abe poch tu le ja kahan rahi hai".. "boss kahan ja rahi hai yeh."&gt;&gt;&gt;" bhubneshwar"...&gt;&gt;&gt;WTF&lt;br /&gt;Dude 2 saw us tensed some how understood wats goin on"tension kya hai" expalined.&gt;&gt;&gt;" "vanda nahi beedu" abhi adhe ghante main Y express ayegi jo ki super fast hai aur aapki X ko awadh main pakegi" "aap tension mat lo "."&gt;&gt;crap&gt;&gt;quit playin jesus .had enough of it.. well tht of checkin out the same with the station master sahab&gt;&gt;" uncle is it possibl.."&gt;&gt;&gt; "bhaishab mazak kar rahe ho".&gt;&gt;yad rakho&gt;&gt; koi super fast adhe ghante ke gap main doosri ko catch nahi kar sakti.&gt;&gt;&gt;....&gt;&gt;he advised to buy tickets for dehradun express which was 1 hr from then.&gt;&gt; did that &gt;&gt; boarded the same..&gt;&gt; met our senior in train.&gt;&gt;&gt;sat down and explained the whole story.. the TC was comin and we realized we didnt have reservation.. left our stuff with senior ran off..as if we were big time mafia henchmen.. watevr.&gt;&gt;&gt;setlled stuff with the TC.. who gave us one berth at the top for the time being it was dark here.&gt;&gt; idiots were snoarin.. dat was so annoyin.&gt;&gt;&gt;hungry like crazy.. went to the TC" sir yeh pantry train main kis taraf hai" .. kissi taraf nahi hai.&gt;&gt;&gt;aur han yeh tarin delhi pahunchne main 33 ghante lagati ...har gaon, kasbe pe rukegi kahin se bhi kuch kha mat lena .&gt;&gt; bimar pad jaoge.&gt;&gt;&gt;dat was it.&gt;&gt;&gt;me and ansh went to our top berth... idiots still snoarin...aah..ansh had this small pav kinna thin jus one of it .. we shared cuttin as they say.&gt;&gt;"the train dragged further...&gt;&gt;&gt;" now thats called life"..said one, the other smiled back ...&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;phew!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps1:William helped us gettin the tickets and the reservations too,cancellations henceforth.we bugged him like hell, or may be not..saala dost hai apna ..hehe..thnx william, but who the hell is william.&gt;&gt;&gt;Saada....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps2: I was listening RD Burman &gt;&gt;while writin dis...if urent still in his spell....u r MISSIN &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; big time.&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430985159252751319-6249293434260112636?l=avikshitmathur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/feeds/6249293434260112636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4430985159252751319&amp;postID=6249293434260112636' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/6249293434260112636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/6249293434260112636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/2007/04/heli-engineering-company.html' title='Heli Engineering Company'/><author><name>Avi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02292000827765629421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430985159252751319.post-521562110171255844</id><published>2007-04-08T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T20:21:16.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enigma(Flash back)</title><content type='html'>&gt;&gt;The expo hall  had never witnessed such a crowd .. boy.. jam packed ...abzolutely.. students standin outside waitin for prelim sheets...had to take them to canteen, classrooms and god knows whereelse..&lt;br /&gt; a bunch of second year EE students had this wish to play arnd the IEE/ IEEE  student chapter DCE.. wow sounds like a multi million dollar organization..&gt;&gt;&gt;ha...always had this urge to know in my first year..&gt;&gt; hey wats goin on here...so just  checked it out&gt;&gt; hence rolled   'enigma'...massive hit wat sover.these fuuny kids in their own whim used the name, organized the event..arranged prize money  which obviously was never given...and consequentially 'had it' from the council.. ahh nvr really cared  werent my idol ever.&gt;&gt;...but it was fun  to know how things work in DCE. Our honorable principal sir gave us a  lecture on ramayana/mahabharata or both /neither...wen we  bumped in his office for prize money...a  500 bill rite from his pocket .. hard cash boy...no no we didnt do  a beer party( were still in second year).&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430985159252751319-521562110171255844?l=avikshitmathur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/feeds/521562110171255844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4430985159252751319&amp;postID=521562110171255844' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/521562110171255844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/521562110171255844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/2007/04/enigmaflash-back.html' title='Enigma(Flash back)'/><author><name>Avi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02292000827765629421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430985159252751319.post-3019585060343526454</id><published>2007-04-08T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T19:33:20.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GRE?</title><content type='html'>its exactly after 2 minutes and 37 seconds dat iam writing my nxt blog.. ill put the tittle at end depending on where it would lead to. i just read my blog below, it was full of typos etc i never had the time to correct them..i dont even know why its important to spell things correctle as far as they are makin sense..&gt;&gt;&gt;i would kep the vocab simple for u guys  haha as if i got a 1600 on my GRE. well Gre wow wat a topic to talk abt...haha i got the topic for my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i used was an old barrons book . a win95 pc ..10 gb hdd and 32 mb ram or may be was 64.. as if that changes the earths orbit nyways wat i meant was....durin our prep we spen somuch time on such a trivial thin.. ahh i realized it here..&gt;.the tortures we beared in gettin those recos...mine were different ways of getin dose my pals know better....ya iam talkin abt general , conventional students..ha as if i had a windows vista unconventionality now wat does dat mean...??no clue..???me neither...huh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DCE gives u tough times in gettin thru those...DCE wow love it  watsover..&gt;&gt;&gt;wont  start talkin abt DCE .. for i doubt google serevrs wud evrer have enough space.. to hold my memeories.... 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title='GRE?'/><author><name>Avi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02292000827765629421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430985159252751319.post-8697273629067999240</id><published>2007-04-08T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T19:11:27.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog</title><content type='html'>Wat the hell brought me here...me on a blog ...aah ..i am equally surprised as someone who knows me, or atleast thinks.for me this could be jus like anythin on this milky way.&gt;&gt;my diary my time pass...or watever....I dont even know what I would be writin hence forth.. shld be a part of abt me.. , a post or etc...as if u evr cared....let me admit one of the prime reasons me being here is coz i realized its bloody free of cost...holy i jus realized dis too is a part of google...ha google is family now.the world wide web  today is google web..and we all r njoyin the canopy.hey hold on.. idnt know where this blog is leading too...but seriously i had no intentions of writing an interesting article on anythin..its jus random thougthsya comin back to google...jesus ya dats one word i use a little often dese days...not gogle i meant Jesus..ha.. as if u care.&gt;&gt;&gt;its jus another blog...jus pass ur time ...as u have no one interestin to chat with rite now...sorry dat a little mean..&gt;&gt;and beleieve me i was tryin to get rid of these arrows"&gt;&gt;" but jus cant.&gt;&gt;&gt;.ma signature style.&gt;&gt;&gt;ha. am a  little scared might put them on my nxt cover letter....oh jus to remind u if dats gettin really weird..&gt;&gt;dats the way it was suppoused to be..&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;i jus cant stop thinkin abt google..&gt;&gt;.a carzy $500 share.. dese guys rock...u even have a google document and spreadsheet..&gt;&gt;.for christ's sake ur a  jerk if u still use dose  ms office things...enough abt google..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming back to blog...i jus realized a lot of ppl arnd me .. write blogs...and the nxt thing is put the link on their gmail...ill do the same..&gt;&gt;for jesus wont come down and scrap my friends and tell them abt my blog....95% of whom wont even care abt it anyways...&gt;&gt;&gt;i really appreciate ur patience for readin it till here.. and now since uve come so far ... u may go on..&gt;&gt;&gt; I  really love you  and yeah i mean it.&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; oh boy!! love brings back  so many things...u dnt need to be rocket scientist to talk abt love..&gt;&gt;we all have our own perceptions abt it...and obviously its the things u read/ watch have a strong impact..movies ..aah are ofcourse a liitle larger than life..&gt;&gt;&gt;but then i hrd truths could be stranger than fiction..&gt;&gt;but wat do i i think abt love.. forget it  as if u care.. eh.(dats canadian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm i wud try to be little more organized in my comin blogs but then ..ahh lets c...i know u had enough and iam puttin this on my gmail....yuu huuu....&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430985159252751319-8697273629067999240?l=avikshitmathur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/feeds/8697273629067999240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4430985159252751319&amp;postID=8697273629067999240' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/8697273629067999240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/8697273629067999240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog.html' title='Blog'/><author><name>Avi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02292000827765629421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4430985159252751319.post-6622626682469314080</id><published>2007-02-23T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T12:54:50.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>Life should NOT be a jrny to the grave with the intention of arrivin safely in an attractive and well preserved  body, but rather to skid in sideways, partying hard, BEER in one hand and  VODKA in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming, screeching: WOO HOO!&lt;br /&gt;What a ride!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4430985159252751319-6622626682469314080?l=avikshitmathur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/feeds/6622626682469314080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4430985159252751319&amp;postID=6622626682469314080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/6622626682469314080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4430985159252751319/posts/default/6622626682469314080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avikshitmathur.blogspot.com/2007/02/life.html' 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