<?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-13337963</id><updated>2011-11-17T21:26:59.290-08:00</updated><category term='graduation'/><title type='text'>I Think Therefore I am</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>93</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-303454509542780437</id><published>2011-05-02T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T02:37:04.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;A Day in my life&lt;br /&gt;A moment of newness&lt;br /&gt;Smiles of dear ones&lt;br /&gt;Some talks with my friends&lt;br /&gt;Few problems to look at&lt;br /&gt;Couple of chores to do&lt;br /&gt;Serious work to complete&lt;br /&gt;Time off to relax&lt;br /&gt;Making time for work-out&lt;br /&gt;Planning for another day&lt;br /&gt;A Day in my life&lt;br /&gt;should be all this and more&lt;br /&gt;A Day in my life&lt;br /&gt;a bouquet of varied things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-303454509542780437?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/303454509542780437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=303454509542780437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/303454509542780437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/303454509542780437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2011/05/day.html' title='A Day'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-6537868756198354569</id><published>2011-04-08T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T01:32:17.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Law of Pure Potentiality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The source of all creation is pure &lt;br /&gt;consciousness . . .  pure potentiality seeking expression from&lt;br /&gt;the unmanifest to the manifest. &lt;br /&gt;And when we realize that our true Self is one &lt;br /&gt;of pure potentiality, we align with the power that manifests everything in the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This law is based on the fact that we are, in our essential state, pure consciousness. Pure consciousness is pure potentiality; it is the field of all possibilities and infinite creativity. When you discover your essential nature and know who you really are, in that knowing itself is the ability to fulfill any dream you have, because you are the eternal possibility, the immeasurable potential of all that was, is and will be. This law could also be called the Law of Unity, because underlying the infinite diversity of life is the unity of one all-pervasive spirit. There is no separation between you and this field of energy. One way to access the field is through the daily practice of silence, meditation and non-judgment. Spending time in nature will also give you access to the qualities inherent in the field: infinite creativity, freedom and bliss.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anything is possible for an awakened soul who has realized their true potential, which is limitless. Believe in yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-6537868756198354569?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/6537868756198354569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=6537868756198354569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/6537868756198354569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/6537868756198354569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2011/04/law-of-pure-potentiality.html' title='The Law of Pure Potentiality'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-1755848086646560727</id><published>2011-04-01T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T02:19:03.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Spiritual Laws of Success - Introduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't we all want success and peace in our life? Here is the first post of this wonderful book I read. I will take the laws one by one after this initial introduction of the book by Deepak Chopra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;There are many aspects to success; material wealth is only one component. Moreover, success is a journey, not a destination. Material abundance, in all its expressions, happens to be one of those things that makes the journey more enjoyable. But success also includes good health, energy and enthusiasm for life, fulfilling relationships, creative freedom, emotional and psychological stability, a sense of well-being and peace of mind. Even with the experience of all these things, we will remain unfulfilled unless we nurture the seeds of divinity inside us. In reality, we are divinity in disguise, and the gods and goddesses in embryo that are contained within us seek to be fully materialized. Although I call the laws I'm about to discuss The Seven Spiritual Laws of Success, they could easily be called The Seven Spiritual Laws of Life. This is because they are the same principles that nature uses to create everything in material existence--everything we can see, hear, smell, taste or touch.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Success in life could be defined as the continued expansion of happiness and the progressive realization of worthy goals. Success is the ability to fulfill your desires with effortless ease. And yet success, including the creation of wealth, has always been considered a process that requires hard work, and it is often considered to be at the expense of others. We need a more spiritual approach to success and to affluence, which is the abundant flow of all good things to you. With the knowledge and practice of spiritual law, we put ourselves in harmony with nature and create with carefreeness, joy and love. True success is the experience of the miraculous. It is the unfolding of the divinity within us. It is the perception of divinity wherever we go, in whatever we perceive--in the eyes of a child, in the beauty of a flower, in the flight of a bird. When we begin to experience our life as the miraculous expression of divinity--not occasionally, but all the time--then we will know the true meaning of success.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-1755848086646560727?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/1755848086646560727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=1755848086646560727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/1755848086646560727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/1755848086646560727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2011/04/7-spiritual-laws-introduction.html' title='7 Spiritual Laws of Success - Introduction'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-2519966120087782286</id><published>2011-03-17T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T02:19:58.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I would never want to be Sachin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Below is a write-up I came across on Facebook shared by&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: grey; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/vinayak.krishnaswamy" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Vinayak Krishnaswamy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Really worth reading..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Remember when you failed an examination. How many people recall that, your class, friends, relatives? You failed to make it to the IITs or IIMs. Who remembers. How many times have you had the feeling of being the best in your class, school , university, state….., you failed to get a visa stamped this quarter…, you missed a promotion this year…, how did it feel when your dad told you in your early twenties that you are good for nothing…..and now your boss tell you the same...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You keep introspecting and go into a shell when people most of whom don’t matter a dime in your life criticize you, back bite you, make fun of you. You are left sad and shattered and you cry when your own kin scoffs at you. You say I am feeling low today. It takes a lot from us to come out of these everyday situations and move on. A lot??? really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Now here’s a man standing on the third man boundary in the last over of a world cup match. The bowler just has to bowl sensibly to win this game. What the man at the boundary sees is 4 rank bad bowls bowled without any sense of focus, planning or regret. India loses, yet again in those circumstances when he has done just about everything right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He does not cry. Does not show any emotion. Just keeps his head down and leaves the field. He has seen these failures for 22 years now. And not just his class, relatives, friends but the whole world has seen these failures. We are too immature to even imagine what goes on in that mind and heart of his. That’s why I would never want to be Sachin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;True, he has single handedly lifted the mood of the entire nation umpteen number of times. He has been an inspiration to rise above our mediocrity. Nobody who has ever lifted the willow even comes close to this man’s genius. His dedication and metal strength is unparalleled. This is specially for those people who would have made fun of him again last night when India lost. They are people who are mediocre in their own lives. Who just scoff at others to create cheap fun. Who have lived in a small hole throughout their lives and thought they have seen the oceans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Think about the man himself. He is 37 years of age. He has been playing almost non stop for 22 years. The way he was running and diving around the field last night would have put 22 year olds to shame. The way he played the best opening quickies in the world was breathtaking. He just keeps getting better which is by the way humanly impossible. Its not for nothing that people call him GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But still I don’t want to be in those shoes. We struggle in keeping our monotonous lives straight, lives which affect a limited number of people. Imagine what would be the magnitude of the inner struggle for him, pain both mental and physical, tears that have frozen with time, knees and ankles and every other joint in the body that is either bandaged or needs to be attended to every night, eyes that don’t sleep before a big game, bats that have scored 99 international tons and still see expectations from a billion people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And he just converts those expectations into reality. We watch in awe, feel privileged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Well I think its time that his team realizes that enough is enough. They have an obligation, not towards their country alone but towards sachin. They need to win this one for him. Stay assured that he himself will still deliver and leave no stone unturned to make sure India wins this cup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;This is not just a game, and he is not just a sportsman. Its much more than this. Words fail here.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-2519966120087782286?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/2519966120087782286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=2519966120087782286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/2519966120087782286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/2519966120087782286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-would-never-want-to-be-sachin.html' title='I would never want to be Sachin'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-6930061949486220727</id><published>2011-03-15T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T05:11:41.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Spiritual Laws of Success</title><content type='html'>Self-help / Self-improvement or philosophy books are rather boring to many people. Even I was tired of this genre after lapping up many of them in my teenage years.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But recently one book caught my eye. Though quite old now the book is much talked about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was attracted by this concise book having around 200 pages and written by the modern spiritual guru Deepak Chopra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though I find most of his talks difficult to understand, the book is quite well written and crisp. I would introduce these magical laws in my upcoming posts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-6930061949486220727?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/6930061949486220727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=6930061949486220727&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/6930061949486220727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/6930061949486220727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2011/03/7-spiritual-laws-of-success.html' title='7 Spiritual Laws of Success'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-1923993837195498661</id><published>2011-03-09T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T22:39:31.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 %</title><content type='html'>This is the percentage of people who have access to internet in India. The internet use is quite prevalent in urban areas with people owning more than 3 internet enabled devices in their family. (According to Deloitte TMT Preditions for 2011)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is just an understatement to the tremendous growth and business scope the Indian market offers both in terms of increasing customer base and tele-density.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-1923993837195498661?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/1923993837195498661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=1923993837195498661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/1923993837195498661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/1923993837195498661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2011/03/7.html' title='7 %'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-7751376304112100129</id><published>2011-02-14T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T21:52:43.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day Mind Map</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v9eu7aF9UPE/TVoUnGXVDcI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/5YEs4OrAhQ8/s1600/friendsCartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v9eu7aF9UPE/TVoUnGXVDcI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/5YEs4OrAhQ8/s320/friendsCartoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573790150780325314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy -&gt; Disappointed -&gt; Angry -&gt; Weepy -&gt; Sad -&gt; Realized -&gt; Guilty -&gt; Poetic -&gt;Hopeful -&gt; Relieved -&gt; Happy -&gt; Peaceful -&gt; Excited -&gt; Enjoyment -&gt; Blissssss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-7751376304112100129?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/7751376304112100129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=7751376304112100129&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/7751376304112100129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/7751376304112100129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-day-mind-map.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day Mind Map'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v9eu7aF9UPE/TVoUnGXVDcI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/5YEs4OrAhQ8/s72-c/friendsCartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-7752630438044421019</id><published>2010-09-14T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T02:57:05.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing World</title><content type='html'>Everything is changing around me continuously. From one state to another. I have been in this changing phase since march this year, where things changed on professional front due to switching jobs. Being int his period for almost 6 months now may have rendered me quite impervious to changes. I feel nothing much about any new changes happening, especially at job. "Change is the only constant". Having the faith that I will be able to adapt to any changes successfully and having a  strong belief in core values makes me stable in this changing situation..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-7752630438044421019?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/7752630438044421019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=7752630438044421019&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/7752630438044421019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/7752630438044421019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2010/09/changing-world.html' title='Changing World'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-39847547769063616</id><published>2010-07-30T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T04:08:09.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Contradictions + Hypocrisy</title><content type='html'>I like to read newspapers. Its important to know about what is happening in this world. But from some months, I am getting increasingly discouraged from this habit. There is so much negativity flowing out of the paper and sticking into your face. I feel disgusted by news of all corruption and sick of all the hypocrisy. Every celebrity/politician has something to say which will not be so logical or even politically correct most of the times. Its quite frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one piece of news, grains are rotting in government owned godowns, in another news people are dying of hunger. On one page I see the new education policies of government, on another I see unemployment and grads who are unemployable due to faulty education/fake degrees. There is a connection between these two contradictory pieces I suppose? Enough to drive one to the edge. I feel ashamed sometimes of all this disorder.The emotion goes from Disbelief -&gt; Anger -&gt; Shame -&gt; Insensitivity. But its more important to be optimistic, corrective and constructive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will go on and on and on. You and I can do our bits and be honest and pay our taxes, at least that will make ourselves happy about being truthful to ourseleves, regardless of the whole crazy world. Meanwhile, I will just skip the newspapers today, close my eyes and relax!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-39847547769063616?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/39847547769063616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=39847547769063616&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/39847547769063616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/39847547769063616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2010/07/contradictions-hypocrisy.html' title='Contradictions + Hypocrisy'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-7710081406408713829</id><published>2010-07-27T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T04:49:04.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven da Vincian Principles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Curiosita&lt;/span&gt;- are you asking the right questions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dimostrazione&lt;/span&gt;- how can you improve your ability to learn from your mistakes and experiences? How can you develop your independence of thought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sensazione&lt;/span&gt;- what is your plan for sharpening your senses as you age?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sfumato&lt;/span&gt;- how can you strengthen your ability to hold creative tension, to embrace the major paradoxes of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arte/Scienza&lt;/span&gt;- are you balancing art and science at home and work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Corporalita&lt;/span&gt;- how can you nurture the balance of body and mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Connceeione&lt;/span&gt;- how do all the above elements fit together? How does everything connect to everything else?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-7710081406408713829?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/7710081406408713829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=7710081406408713829&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/7710081406408713829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/7710081406408713829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2010/07/seven-da-vincian-principles.html' title='Seven da Vincian Principles'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-2747044240472353726</id><published>2010-07-27T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T04:08:03.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Layered listening</title><content type='html'>What is Layered listening - once or twice each day pause and listen to the sounds around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen for the loudest and softest and find the layers of sounds.&lt;br /&gt;Listen for silence- listen for the spaces between sounds.&lt;br /&gt;Listen for patterns of tension and release in music.&lt;br /&gt;Listen for emotion: tragedy,sadness, gloom, jubilation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do these sounds affect you as they do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(an excerpt from  a book -"How to think like Leonardo Da Vinci")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-2747044240472353726?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/2747044240472353726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=2747044240472353726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/2747044240472353726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/2747044240472353726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2010/07/layered-listening.html' title='Layered listening'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-3854276607007306740</id><published>2010-07-13T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T02:58:07.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger Management</title><content type='html'>I know people whom I have never seen angry. This looks quite wonderful to me. Anger is such a powerful emotion, to be able to manage it, a lot of mental strength is required. And if one manages this emotion and is able to control it, it will be for the betterment and evolution of other personality characteristics too. Anger is destructive by nature. It leads to inflated egos, blinded sight, wrong judgment and enmity between people. If managed, same emotion can be constructive and positive, making difficult things possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-3854276607007306740?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/3854276607007306740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=3854276607007306740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/3854276607007306740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/3854276607007306740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2010/07/anger-management.html' title='Anger Management'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-8665109573264176816</id><published>2010-07-13T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T02:28:58.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Cat and Cartoon lovers</title><content type='html'>Check out the cartoons on &lt;a href="http://www.garfield.com/comics/todayscomic.html"&gt;http://www.garfield.com/comics/todayscomic.html &lt;/a&gt;. You can also browse cartoon clips using Random button. I love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-8665109573264176816?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/8665109573264176816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=8665109573264176816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/8665109573264176816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/8665109573264176816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2010/07/for-cat-and-cartoon-lovers.html' title='For Cat and Cartoon lovers'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-786341271449914407</id><published>2010-01-28T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T23:38:17.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions to ask yourself when u r bored!</title><content type='html'>1. Did I update my blog recently?&lt;br /&gt;2. Did I read something new in technology?&lt;br /&gt;3. Did I complete the last book I was reading?&lt;br /&gt;4. Did I read a new book recently?&lt;br /&gt;5. Did I call my friends/relatives I havent been calling for long?&lt;br /&gt;6. Did I meet my friends recently?&lt;br /&gt;7. Did I pamper myself lately?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-786341271449914407?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/786341271449914407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=786341271449914407&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/786341271449914407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/786341271449914407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2010/01/questions-to-ask-yourself-when-u-r.html' title='Questions to ask yourself when u r bored!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-7161468333201507503</id><published>2009-06-23T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T03:51:05.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work &amp; Life tips for the young</title><content type='html'>After completing 4 years of work life, I decided to pen down some learnings from my life that I have had for young professionals-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have your breakfast. It is the most important meal and keeps you energetic in the first few hours which are the most productive. Your body goes in starvation mode after overnight sleep and your stomach yearns for food. If you dont eat, the stomach starts acting up by going acidic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drink lots of water thoughout day. Water keeps your mind working well as its required for motor-neurons function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Limit coffee/tea to 2-3 cups in a day. Tea/coffee acts as de-hydrant for the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have a nutritious lunch and evening snack. Respect your body as it is a delicate machinery and it has to serve you in old age and coming years. When we are young we feel indestructible, but if we dont take of our health it sooner or later backfires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take care of your back. Use a good ergonomically designed chair or a cushion/back rest. The back gets quite strained from sitting up for long hours. Move about frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sit in a proper posture. It helps your back and whole body to be pain free.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blink your eyes often and make sure the computer screen is at least 25 cms away from your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have regular exercise everyday. Any form of physical activity that makes up for your inactivity during the office timings. The body wastes away because of little physical activity. If you dont use it, you will lose it, the muscles and bones I mean.A sedantary job is a killer. It takes its toll on your body. Due to the sedantary nature you may experience weight gain as input(what you eat) simply exceeds output (what you do). So workout is necessary as it keeps you fit and active.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have your milk. As we get older our bones start thinning. So your need your daily dose of calcium. Similarly try to have fruits too everyday or take a multi vitamin everyday if you cant be so regular. But natural is always better.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have your daily sleep quota everyday or your may be less productive at work the following day. Ever heard of a sleep debt? The body accumulates sleep debt each time you under sleep and it has consequences like low energy and fatigue. So keep your sleep debt to a minimum and repay it at least on weekends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Office--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be friendly. Dont hesitate to be the first one to say Hi. It makes you more popular :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Respect everyone right from the pantry boy to your CEO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dont bitch about any co-worker as it may spread negativity and sour your relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be professional. Be postive in your approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stick to deadlines and inform if you are having difficulties meeting them asap. Take your boss into confidence.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never argue with your boss. You cant win. Even if you do , he may not like it. Take good care of his ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read/learn about something new technology by setting 30 mintues aside everyday. If you wait for free time to read up that new exciting framework, you will never read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Participate in cultural activities.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dont make late stays a habit. It has two perils-  it may affect your work-life balance and you may also be taken for granted or exploited by other co-workers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be proactive and dont be afraid to swim in unexplored oceans. Take up intiative to explore new technologies and do new projects. It has 2 plusses - you become more knowledgeable and the new technology looks good on your resume.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dont ever think that you know enough. Continuously upgrade your skills and never take your job for granted.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-7161468333201507503?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/7161468333201507503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=7161468333201507503&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/7161468333201507503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/7161468333201507503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2009/06/work-life-tips-for-young.html' title='Work &amp; Life tips for the young'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-2515247960316222953</id><published>2009-05-05T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T10:35:05.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new pursuit</title><content type='html'>Self realization and pursuit of nirvana is an endless journey. I embark on this journey and I hope to achieve some peace. I am increasingly curious about attachment to results and materialistic things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I firmly believe that without reading books/ writing down such meandering thoughts, we get lost in them. I love books and they are the best companions on the path to knowing the world and ultimately your true self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing oneself in terms of the weaknesses and strengths and the tendencies is the first step towards enlightenment. Accepting the weaknesses is the first step towards improvement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-2515247960316222953?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/2515247960316222953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=2515247960316222953&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/2515247960316222953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/2515247960316222953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-new-pursuit.html' title='My new pursuit'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-5956862695432663540</id><published>2009-04-23T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T03:52:36.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret to a calmer self</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/SfBIZyYc-9I/AAAAAAAABJ4/2u6F-dkFNIw/s1600-h/peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/SfBIZyYc-9I/AAAAAAAABJ4/2u6F-dkFNIw/s400/peace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327837967037561810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be able to write is a gift.Its an outlet. Its an expression which I barely use now..except scribbling something onto the office notebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I write down something, it becomes clear in my mind. The sentences reflect fact. I become more aware of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have undergone some realization. To observe oneself is one of the ways to know one's deepest tendencies..May be we all do the things we do without thinking and its mostly our tendencies that unravels in form of actions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can question ourselves if we become aware of these tendencies..These tendencies are formed because of our past experiences and the thoughts in our subconscious minds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are what we think ...And our thoughts may also follow a pattern..mostly these patters are formed thoughout our past life due to repeated actions and similar experiences..These patterns may become so ingrained in our minds, that we may not realise them..We may stop thinking differently..We may even stop that a separate way can exist...Our thoughts becomes limited, so does our action and scope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have often read that to be able to forget is one of the best abilities we have..otherwise we may become crazy..Its true as we need constantly forget about things that worry us or worried us in the past..otherwise we may not forget unpleasant incidents and torture ourselves needlessly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be completely aware of the present moment may feel like nirvana..When you care nothing about the moments before and after the present moment and your whole mind is occupied and immersed in the moment you have now, the mind neither fears the future nor it repents the past,,,The mind feels fully awakened to the one truth that exists in the present moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see the beauty of the current moment and to completely devote yourself to do the best possible with this moment, gives you happiness and a sense of achievement..Time goes on and it makes us realize that our unhappiness is nothing but our own thoughts..When the thoughts are cleansed of fear and unpleasantness, you feel peace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be positive and see every new second as a new possibility to do something good to make your world better is a wonderful thing. Anything is possible. You are not limited by your tendencies..Try out new things and think new thoughts..Every moment is a completely new dimension..Realize all your wishes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-5956862695432663540?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/5956862695432663540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=5956862695432663540&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/5956862695432663540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/5956862695432663540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2009/04/secret-to-calmer-self.html' title='Secret to a calmer self'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/SfBIZyYc-9I/AAAAAAAABJ4/2u6F-dkFNIw/s72-c/peace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-4794757774413424061</id><published>2008-09-01T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T01:37:22.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Wanted" movie review</title><content type='html'>Being an Angelina Jolie fan, I could not miss this new flick "Wanted". And I wasn't disappointed. Its a tale about how an ordinary office guy gets transformed into a self assured shooter and gets to know what he is here for. The movie is unusual in its plot and flow. Its an effortless watch and the scenes flow from one to another like poetry. I loved the action scenes and they were quite hair raising ones. After Matrix, this was the action movie that had some truly original action sequences which were intriguing at the same time. I thoroughly enjoyed it. I liked the scene particularly where the hero finally speaks up and thrashes his boss and his dishonest colleague. Though in some parts, the movie gets unreal, I am happy as long as the story is interesting. Though the movie belongs to the hero James Mc Avoy, Jolie still makes a mark with her hot shot image and smooth moves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-4794757774413424061?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/4794757774413424061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=4794757774413424061&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/4794757774413424061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/4794757774413424061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2008/09/wanted-movie-review.html' title='&quot;Wanted&quot; movie review'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-7805354354975722540</id><published>2008-08-29T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:19:05.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Mozilla Firefox Browser 3.0.1</title><content type='html'>I like the new Mozilla browser...Especially it lets me save the pages when I close down the browser and opens them when I launch the browser again. However, the toolbar icons look disproportionate.The pages can be bookmarked easily by clicking on the small star on the address bar(Google style). There is a toolbar button for most visited sites which is quite convenient.  The auto complete in the address bar also looks pretty nice..The History feature is also improved and opens as a separate window too. Overall I like this new version though they can improve on the graphic look and feel.Go for it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-7805354354975722540?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/7805354354975722540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=7805354354975722540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/7805354354975722540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/7805354354975722540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-mozilla-firefox-browser-301.html' title='New Mozilla Firefox Browser 3.0.1'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-2298973661482403301</id><published>2008-08-29T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T02:20:01.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want my green tea</title><content type='html'>I have started keeping green tea bags in office now. I got to know that green tea has many benefits. It has more antioxidants than normal tea and also is not heavy on the system.Regular tea with milk is not very healthy as milk neutralizes the antioxidants. Also it is hard on the stomach.It dehydrates the body(a diuretic). Green tea on the other hand doesnt work as diuretic.Green tea also increases metabolic rate.So it makes a light refreshing drink and keeps me awake in office :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-2298973661482403301?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/2298973661482403301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=2298973661482403301&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/2298973661482403301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/2298973661482403301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-want-my-green-tea.html' title='I want my green tea'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-8816684433174314348</id><published>2008-07-30T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T20:26:08.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My latest fad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/SJEwtbb1KlI/AAAAAAAAAH0/-y67-0jIQSQ/s1600-h/jumping-girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/SJEwtbb1KlI/AAAAAAAAAH0/-y67-0jIQSQ/s400/jumping-girl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229014199370590802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the perils of being a software engineer( or having any sedentary job) is the nasty weight that creeps in slowly over the years before you realize you are way too chubbier and have no option left but to do something about it or curse yourself everyday...So here I am going through this and remembering how svelte I was in college...a nimble deer..I have ended up joining  a gym two months ago and its already paying off.Though the first month was a struggle and I ended up gaining weight at the end of it, the second month went well..I barely have lost weight but only shaped up..I think thats because of the muscle mass gained which is actually heavier than fat.&lt;br /&gt;I have become almost obsessed with fitness.I think most people already are..Every day I see some fitness article in the papers and every month I get some magazines which revolve around fitness.There are 2 ways to look at it.Fitness is both about vanity and health.Obviously you look good when you are fit.Interestingly,when I look at old family pictures,people look younger and silmmer. The trend almost invariably goes towards the fatter end as people age.At the same time fitness is also about health and power.Fitter people not only look better they also live longer.Now that's a thing hard to ignore.The reason I had to join gym was this.I could not ignore this truth.As I am getting older I am also more aware of my health and how I should live my life so as to get lesser trouble in old age.After a regular day of work I mostly find it difficult to go to the gym and sweat it out when I can spend the time sleeping to tackle my sleep deprivation.But when I step out of the gym, I feel more powerful, more energetic ,more alert and better in every way.Sometimes I wish I was a gym trainer.. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-8816684433174314348?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/SJEwtbb1KlI/AAAAAAAAAH0/-y67-0jIQSQ/s72-c/jumping-girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-6128905284308448330</id><published>2008-02-06T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T09:34:49.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I found my way..</title><content type='html'>I had been wondering a lot about whats the purpose of my life...what I am doing here and I find some clue today in a song - "Kholo Kholo" from Taare Zameen Par -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dil Khush Jahan....Teri to manzil hai wahi........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-6128905284308448330?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-2671453181937876522</id><published>2007-07-27T11:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T12:03:16.451-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/RqpBXQb3IXI/AAAAAAAAAAc/umwxJTqkRIY/s1600-h/030-300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/RqpBXQb3IXI/AAAAAAAAAAc/umwxJTqkRIY/s400/030-300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091954196500390258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-2671453181937876522?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/2671453181937876522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=2671453181937876522&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/2671453181937876522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/2671453181937876522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/RqpBXQb3IXI/AAAAAAAAAAc/umwxJTqkRIY/s72-c/030-300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-5821977835686402014</id><published>2007-07-27T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T11:42:56.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Graduation Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just a few days back one of&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;my frens mentioned that now that I m relatively free….i cud update my blog…and now here I m….I had one of the most fantastic day today…I had my convocation today after 2 years of passing out of NSIT as a computer engineer..I was looking forward to meeting some old frens and exchanging notes about our new lives after college days…I had decided to take mom along as I wanted her to see me getting the degree up there on the stage after working so hard beside me when I toiled for the entrance exams and later the sem exams and placement days….It surely had some emotional value for her..I reached college at 9.30 am in the morning after being scolded by frens to always arrive fashionably late at every get-together….I had no idea what was in store for me to witness there…I was amused to see all my frens busy getting their black robes and hats on….Soon enough I donned my robe too with the yellow scarf and hat….and now everyone was looking just the same with beaming faces and black robes…I was happy to catch up on some of the “long time no see” frens…And felt like being in college again with nostalgia in full gear…We were seated in the auditorium in the order in which the degrees were to be conferred...Then the chief guests and director came in the audi with some vedic shlokas playing the background..They all wore bright &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;red robes…Then began the customary welcome address and all…The gold medals for the stream toppers and best projects were awarded thereafter…and then came the big moment of conferring degrees to the students…One by one all of us went to the stage to collect our degree and get the photo clicked….Soon we came down from the audi and got more pics clicked…Everyone treasured the euphoric moment of tossing their black hats high up in the air and getting clicked while doing this…Later on as I sat on the college lawns with my frens&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I realized how truly special the college days were…We reminisced the golden times of college, the fun we used to have and caught up on our current occupations…Last few days had been eventful for me…I just switched my job and now am working in NMS domain in a&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;product company …I have always believed that “Change is good” coz it makes u grow&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and now I am adapting to the changes… [:)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-5821977835686402014?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/5821977835686402014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=5821977835686402014&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/5821977835686402014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/5821977835686402014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2007/07/graduation-day.html' title='The Graduation Day'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-116739329304724979</id><published>2006-12-29T03:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T03:54:53.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2007!</title><content type='html'>A golden new year has arrived,&lt;br /&gt;and anything is possible.&lt;br /&gt;It can be a time of success,&lt;br /&gt;a time of achievement,&lt;br /&gt;a time of happiness&lt;br /&gt;a time when dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;What the year becomes&lt;br /&gt;is up to you.&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do,&lt;br /&gt;is steer your ship&lt;br /&gt;toward your goal,&lt;br /&gt;and hold true to&lt;br /&gt;what's in your heart&lt;br /&gt;even come the stormy weather.&lt;br /&gt;And should worry and self-doubt&lt;br /&gt;rattle your sails and darken the day&lt;br /&gt;simply let a gentle wind&lt;br /&gt;carry your troubles away.&lt;br /&gt;Above all, no matter where&lt;br /&gt;the year leads you,&lt;br /&gt;no matter what you do,&lt;br /&gt;never stop believing you can succeed,&lt;br /&gt;never stop believing in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the new year dawns...&lt;br /&gt;may it open up for you more opportunities,&lt;br /&gt;lead you onto the path of continued success,happiness &amp; prosperity..&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year to you  &amp;amp; your family..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-116739329304724979?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/116739329304724979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=116739329304724979&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/116739329304724979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/116739329304724979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-2007.html' title='Happy 2007!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/116402565937030494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/116402565937030494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-would-u-do-if-u-just-escaped.html' title='What would u do if u just escaped death?'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-115694805279014812</id><published>2006-08-30T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T07:27:32.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep Walking</title><content type='html'>I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;and hope to dream&lt;br /&gt;As I try to sleep&lt;br /&gt;I start awakening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the outer world quitens&lt;br /&gt;and dark darkness descends&lt;br /&gt;I marvel at how&lt;br /&gt;my inner world speaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closed eyes open&lt;br /&gt;to the eternal truth&lt;br /&gt;Realizations dawn on&lt;br /&gt;my wandering soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I answer my questions&lt;br /&gt;My guardian angel smiles&lt;br /&gt;She knows she knew the truth&lt;br /&gt;and I set forth the right way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find peace at the corner of my heart&lt;br /&gt;I never bothered to look there&lt;br /&gt;But now I know&lt;br /&gt;it was always there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I rest in peace&lt;br /&gt;there is a curve on my face&lt;br /&gt;there is some light and some lightness&lt;br /&gt;in my heart and mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can sleep now&lt;br /&gt;I feel the hand of God on my forehead&lt;br /&gt;I feel safe as divinity looks over me&lt;br /&gt;And I begin to dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Composed by me on 28.08.06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-115694805279014812?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/115694805279014812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=115694805279014812&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/115694805279014812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/115694805279014812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2006/08/sleep-walking.html' title='Sleep Walking'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-115687229873148674</id><published>2006-08-29T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T10:24:58.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is ur cubicle bigger than mine?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/1600/dilbert1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/400/dilbert1.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/1600/dilbert2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/400/dilbert2.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/1600/dilbert3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/400/dilbert3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;I  recently changed my cubicle in my office to get a better seat and&lt;br /&gt;then as I was browsing on my new seat, I came across this comic&lt;br /&gt;strip which had me grinning from ear to ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-115687229873148674?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/115687229873148674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=115687229873148674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/115687229873148674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/115687229873148674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2006/08/is-ur-cubicle-bigger-than-mine.html' title='Is ur cubicle bigger than mine?'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-115340890378303779</id><published>2006-07-20T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T08:21:43.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New FM channel on d block!</title><content type='html'>Tune in to FM 95.00 MHz..Amazing hindi + English songs played alternately and no&lt;br /&gt;Ads!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-115340890378303779?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-115298767601078724</id><published>2006-07-15T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T11:21:16.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/1600/ba9bscd.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/320/ba9bscd.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-115298767601078724?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-115298760700272513</id><published>2006-07-15T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T11:20:07.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Trip to Dharamshala</title><content type='html'>I went on a trip to Dharamshala recently- 7 to 10 th July.It ahd been a very long time since I set my foot outside Delhi..So I was quite excited about it..We were 10 people in all..office colleagues and college friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dharamshala is a place in Himachal Pradesh.It takes almost 12 hours to reach there by bus from Delhi. This place is quite popular for the monasteries.Dharamshala stands at the foot of Dhauladhar and has a magnificent view of snowy peaks, deodar and pine forests, tea gardens and beautiful hills.Dharamshala now really has become international, with a number of Tibetan settlements and the residence of Noble Laureate the 'Dalai Lama'. Dharamshala is devided into two distinct parts : lower Dharamshala the civil and business area with Courts and Kotwali bazar and upper Dharamshala composed of places like Mcleod Ganj and Forsyth Ganj. Mcleodganj has emerged as a major Buddhist centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hardly stopped at Dharamshala.Our main destination was Bhagsunag waterfall and McLeodGanj.Though we had very less time we managed to see the waterfall at Bhagsunag,St. John's church,a monastery and Dal lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was almost in a trance for two days on the trip.The place was full of religion seeking foreigners and monks..It had exotic shops too with exhorbitantly priced items..I was fascinated by the monastery and the Budhdhist way..The monks had such a serene expression on their faces..Looked like they didnt have a worry in this world..I wondered whether I should join them :-) And wondered who all of them have sold their Ferrari... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a serious note,it was a very nice experience.. I later felt that I should have spent more days there ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-115298760700272513?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/115298760700272513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=115298760700272513&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/115298760700272513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/115298760700272513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2006/07/trip-to-dharamshala.html' title='A Trip to Dharamshala'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-115298757443925582</id><published>2006-07-15T11:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T11:19:34.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dal Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/1600/9a8dscd.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/320/2c26scd.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-115298752116086046?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/115298752116086046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=115298752116086046&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/115298752116086046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/115298752116086046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2006/07/st-johns-church.html' title='St. John&apos;s Church'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-115298723142689933</id><published>2006-07-15T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T11:17:35.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord Budhdha at the monastery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/1600/08072006%28007%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/320/08072006%28007%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-115298723142689933?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/115298723142689933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=115298723142689933&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/115298723142689933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/115298723142689933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2006/07/lord-budhdha-at-monastery.html' title='Lord Budhdha at the monastery'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-115271524764552770</id><published>2006-07-12T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T07:40:48.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I made these!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/49/188070843_5a102f89c7_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/49/188070843_5a102f89c7_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/47/188070840_88ddd78baa_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/47/188070840_88ddd78baa_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/46/188070841_5928d95081_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/46/188070841_5928d95081_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/46/188070841_5928d95081_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/46/188070841_5928d95081_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/75/188070839_c8ebf5e619_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/75/188070839_c8ebf5e619_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/61/188070838_2202529cf2_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/61/188070838_2202529cf2_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-115271524764552770?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/115271524764552770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=115271524764552770&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/115271524764552770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/115271524764552770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-made-these.html' title='I made these!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-115140064903472068</id><published>2006-06-27T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T02:30:49.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Prophet</title><content type='html'>For all those who hate philosophical books...there is a great book that must be read.. "The Prophet" by Khalil Gibran.It has thoughts on everything that matters in life from friendship,work,love,freedom,joy and sorrow....to religion and death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an excerpt on "Work" :&lt;br /&gt;"You work that you may keep pace with&lt;br /&gt;the earth and the soul of the earth. For to be idle is to become&lt;br /&gt;a stranger unto the seasons, and to step out of life’s procession&lt;br /&gt;that marches in majesty and proud submission towards the&lt;br /&gt;infinite.&lt;br /&gt;You have been told also that life is darkness, and in your&lt;br /&gt;weariness you echo what was said by the weary. And I say that&lt;br /&gt;life is indeed darkness save when there is urge, And all urge&lt;br /&gt;is blind save when there is knowledge. And all knowledge is&lt;br /&gt;vain save when there is work, And all work is empty save when&lt;br /&gt;there is love;&lt;br /&gt;And when you work with love you bind yourself to yourself,&lt;br /&gt;and to one another, and to God. And what is it to work with&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt;It is to weave the cloth with threads drawn from your heart,&lt;br /&gt;even as if your beloved were to wear that cloth. It is to build a&lt;br /&gt;house with affection, even as if your beloved were to dwell in&lt;br /&gt;that house.&lt;br /&gt;Often have I heard you say, as if speaking in sleep, ‘He who&lt;br /&gt;works in marble, and finds the shape of his own soul in the&lt;br /&gt;stone, is nobler than he who ploughs the soil. And he who&lt;br /&gt;seizes the rainbow to lay it on a cloth in the likeness of man, is&lt;br /&gt;more than he who makes the sandals for our feet.’&lt;br /&gt;But I say, not in sleep, but in the over wakefulness of noontide,&lt;br /&gt;that the wind speaks not more sweetly to the giant oaks&lt;br /&gt;than to the least of all the blades of grass; And he alone is&lt;br /&gt;great who turns the voice of the wind into a song made sweeter&lt;br /&gt;by his own loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Work is love made visible.&lt;/span&gt; And if you cannot work with love&lt;br /&gt;but only with distaste, it is better that you should leave your&lt;br /&gt;work and sit at the gate of the temple and take alms of those&lt;br /&gt;who work with joy.&lt;br /&gt;For if you bake bread with indifference, you bake a bitter&lt;br /&gt;bread that feeds but half man’s hunger. And if you grudge&lt;br /&gt;the crushing of the grapes, your grudge distils a poison in&lt;br /&gt;the wine. And if you sing though as angels, and love not the&lt;br /&gt;singing, you muffl e man’s ears to the voices of the day and the&lt;br /&gt;voices of the night."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-115140064903472068?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/115140064903472068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=115140064903472068&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/115140064903472068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/115140064903472068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2006/06/prophet.html' title='The Prophet'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-114987069352153294</id><published>2006-06-09T09:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T09:31:33.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time!</title><content type='html'>Oh my god! I cannot believe it! So here I go pretending like I am a very busy person these days..No sir! I dont have the time for this blog!..well that isnt really true..It all started 1.5 months back when I was really busy at work..working 12 hours a day...6 days a week..too much for me...I gave up all my hobbies one by one..except listening to music which kept me sane...and then the habit set in..I stopped blogging..It took me a while to realise what was happening to me..I was becoming a workaholic! But still I recovered from that dreadful disease some time back and realized that I actually have a life outside my workplace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So I have resolved to strike a balance between work and social life which is  really very difficult...still I must learn not to worry too much and take a chill pill..coz its really difficult to keep everyone happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways..everythings fine at my end..I am still very much alive and kicking..more so after a friday evening out after work :-) ..couldnt have been better..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-114987069352153294?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/114987069352153294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=114987069352153294&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/114987069352153294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/114987069352153294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2006/06/long-time_09.html' title='Long time!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-114655489178927936</id><published>2006-05-01T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T00:28:11.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I - Robot</title><content type='html'>"The danger of the past was that men became slaves.The danger of the future is that we may become robots."&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long long time since I have blogged.I was very busy in the past few weeks at office.Many times I felt the relevance of the quote above in today's  world.&lt;br /&gt;So many things have been happening..Yet at this moment I dont know what to write..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-114655489178927936?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/114655489178927936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=114655489178927936&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/114655489178927936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/114655489178927936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-robot.html' title='I - Robot'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-114179571372110912</id><published>2006-03-06T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T22:01:25.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/1600/imagine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/320/imagine.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine there's no heaven,&lt;br /&gt;  It's easy if you try,&lt;br /&gt;  No hell below us,&lt;br /&gt;  Above us only sky,&lt;br /&gt;  Imagine all the people&lt;br /&gt;  living for today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Imagine there's no countries,&lt;br /&gt;  It isnt hard to do,&lt;br /&gt;  Nothing to kill or die for,&lt;br /&gt;  No religion too,&lt;br /&gt;  Imagine all the people&lt;br /&gt;  living life in peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Imagine no possesions,&lt;br /&gt;  I wonder if you can,&lt;br /&gt;  No need for greed or hunger,&lt;br /&gt;  A brotherhood of man,&lt;br /&gt;  Imagine all the people&lt;br /&gt;  Sharing all the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  You may say Im a dreamer,&lt;br /&gt;  but Im not the only one,&lt;br /&gt;  I hope some day you'll join us,&lt;br /&gt;  And the world will live as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- John Lennon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is one song that can rescue the world from all the madness it is this one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-114179571372110912?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/114179571372110912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=114179571372110912&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/114179571372110912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/114179571372110912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2006/03/imagine-theres-no-heaven-its-easy-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-114043206237371496</id><published>2006-02-20T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T02:41:02.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Indian Rock Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/1600/18022006%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/320/18022006%28003%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/1600/18022006%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/320/18022006%28002%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/1600/18022006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/320/18022006.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-114043206237371496?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/114043206237371496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=114043206237371496&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/114043206237371496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/114043206237371496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2006/02/great-indian-rock-pics.html' title='Great Indian Rock Pics'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-114043120833577889</id><published>2006-02-19T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T02:30:57.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Indian Rock</title><content type='html'>I went to attend The Great Indian Rock show on 18th Feb'06.Six bands were to perform that day including Demonic Resurrection ( I liked them for another reason..I liked their hair..They had really nice long hair.. :P Wish i could have tht ..) and Prestorika.. but they were too much for me..I liked two of them.. Medusa and Zero..Zero was particularly impressive...very good vocals.. I had the passive smoking of my life there...Almost everyone there was smoking..After the rock show i went for dinner with my friends..It was a memorable saturday ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-114043120833577889?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/114043120833577889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=114043120833577889&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/114043120833577889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/114043120833577889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2006/02/great-indian-rock.html' title='Great Indian Rock'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-113869661835970292</id><published>2006-01-31T00:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T00:36:58.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 point someone</title><content type='html'>Oooh &lt;a href="http://justscribble.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ammey &lt;/a&gt;!this is a difficult one…not fair!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules of the game are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tagged victim has to come up with eight different points of their perfect lover.&lt;br /&gt;Need to mention the sex of the target.&lt;br /&gt;Tag eight victims to join this game &amp;amp; leave a comment on their comments saying they’ve been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;If tagged the second time, there is no need to post again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex : Male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be very filmy :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He is Mel Gibson in BraveHeart for the bravery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. He is Aragorn (Viggo Mortenson) in LOTR for the character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. He is Aamir Khan in DCH for the attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. He is John Abrahim in Jism for the looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. He is Tom Cruise in Top Gun for the cuteness.`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. He is Keanu Reeves in Matrix for the intellect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. He is Hugh Jackman in Kate and Leopold for the chivalry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. He is Sanjay Dutt in Munnabhai MBBS for the humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tagging : &lt;a href="http://fictional-reality.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fictional Reality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-113869661835970292?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/113869661835970292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=113869661835970292&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/113869661835970292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/113869661835970292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2006/01/8-point-someone_31.html' title='8 point someone'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-113834415601758131</id><published>2006-01-26T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T22:42:36.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the way..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/1600/teamb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/320/teamb2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-113834415601758131?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/113834415601758131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=113834415601758131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/113834415601758131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/113834415601758131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2006/01/on-way.html' title='On the way..'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-113834407071106368</id><published>2006-01-26T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T22:41:10.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Top..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/1600/teamb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/320/teamb1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-113834407071106368?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/113834407071106368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=113834407071106368&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/113834407071106368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/113834407071106368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2006/01/on-top.html' title='On the Top..'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-113834375517911576</id><published>2006-01-26T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T22:38:19.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Team Building</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I went for a team building workshop from my office on 20th Jan, Friday. It was pending for a long time. Every time I postponed it for one reason or another.It was essential for coming out of the probation period.It turned out to be a particularly unique and fun filled activity. It was almost like a party. After all how often do u go out of office on a Fridayand have fun trekking and boating while your own team is sitting in the office and slogging..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I had to get up at 4 in the morning as the cab was supposed to pick me up at 4:35 am. The cab came at about 5 am and picked up others too on the route and then we reached office a t 6:30 am.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;               &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;We were 35 people in all. The organizer was a Colonel of some adventure club.We were divided into 4 teams of 8 to 9 persons each.The teams were given names - Thunderbirds, Highlanders, Trailblazers and Achievers.Each team had a responsibility.We were responsible for providing medical aid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The activities were planned at a lake some 15 km from office. We reached the place at 9 am. Then we had breakfast and were instructed to leave our watches and cell phones in a room. The first activity was boating. There were some flags having different points that were to be collected by each team.The team having the maximum points would win. Though the entire place didn’t have much scenic beauty or greenery, still we enjoyed ourselves to the max. Then we went for trekking on some rocky mountains..the whole place was dry and arid ..with thorny bushes..the main challenge was to reach the target escaping all the thorns :P . After that we had lunch and then we had some games..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The main point that was made during the outing was that to work as a team,the team had to stick together and support each other..since most of the persons were strangers to each other, it was especially important..for a loner like me who takes time to open up to people,it was a lesson..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-113834375517911576?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/113834375517911576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=113834375517911576&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/113834375517911576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/113834375517911576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2006/01/team-building.html' title='Team Building'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-113714936790988138</id><published>2006-01-13T02:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T02:49:27.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I would love to be here..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/1600/forest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/320/forest.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-113714936790988138?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/113714936790988138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=113714936790988138&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/113714936790988138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/113714936790988138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-would-love-to-be-here.html' title='I would love to be here..'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-113714660169332965</id><published>2006-01-13T01:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T02:03:21.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"It is so strange that the mind knows all the answers and all the right ways..yet sometimes u dont wanna see the truth and just do what u want"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-113714660169332965?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/113714660169332965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=113714660169332965&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/113714660169332965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/113714660169332965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2006/01/it-is-so-strange-that-mind-knows-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-113637143140769158</id><published>2006-01-04T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T02:43:51.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2006!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/1600/catnewyear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/320/catnewyear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year on 31st Dec,I end up looking at my last year's resolutions in my journal.And almost everytime they are not successful.So this time around I didnt make any resolution so far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this new year thougth scrapped in my scrapbook on orkut.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is difficult not to believe that the next year will&lt;br /&gt;be better than the old one! ... And this illusion is&lt;br /&gt;not wrong. Future is always good, no matter what&lt;br /&gt;happens. It will always give us what we need and what&lt;br /&gt;we want in secret. It will always bless us with right&lt;br /&gt;gifts. Thus in a deeper sense our belief in the New&lt;br /&gt;Year cannot deceive us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I lay awake on my bed on 1st I thought about the&lt;br /&gt;secret of happiness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key to happiness is to let go and not hold back..To give and&lt;br /&gt;not to expect..The more u try to pursue it..the more u lose it..&lt;br /&gt;One doesnt need any reason to be happy..U can be happy here and now..&lt;br /&gt;Its really a state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray for two things to have in life - health and peace...God usually&lt;br /&gt;gives us the rest as we deserve..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-113637143140769158?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/113637143140769158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=113637143140769158&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/113637143140769158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/113637143140769158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2006/01/2006.html' title='2006!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-113507573230259713</id><published>2005-12-18T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T02:48:52.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 things about me</title><content type='html'>Its been so long since I wrote a post here.I was quite busy in the office on weekdays and weekends just zoomed past without me knowing whats happening..I was mostly going out with friends on weekends..and was too engrossed in work on weekdays..&lt;br /&gt;I was enjoying the sleep between wakefulness and the breaks between work...  :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fictional Reality has tagged me.And now I am gonna write 20 thingsabout myself..not a simple task..there are so many things ..I dont know from where I should start...&lt;br /&gt;1.My favourite colours are all shades of blue and pink..In fact if u have a look at my wardrobe,u ll largely see only blue and pink clothes and may be  some red shades too..&lt;br /&gt;2.I am a vegeterian from the past 8 years....  I love animals and like observing them..I especially like cats and birds..sparrows..  In fact my friends were so taken by my fascination for cats that they gifted me  a toy cat on my last birthday..&lt;br /&gt;3.My greatest passion is music..listening and singing..I feel best when I am listening ot my favourite music..  I can listen to any genre..anything that appeals to me..  There are too many favourites..But I like rock best..&lt;br /&gt;4.I have been writing a journal from the time I was in my 9th standard..  I used to write very regularly in those times..  And I got to know myself a lot better due to that..  But now I write very infrequently..only when I feel like..  I basically like writing...I write poems too when I feel like it..  5.I was always a sincere and good student in my school and college..  Though now I wonder I could have been less sincere..&lt;br /&gt;6.The funniest thing that happened to me when I was a kid-  I fell head along in a pool of water while I was trying to   put a paper boat in it..I got some bruises on my head..&lt;br /&gt;7.I used to paint when I was a kid..Then I started  sketching too...  But then I dont do it anymore..it takes a lot of time..&lt;br /&gt;8.I get angry easily .But then I also know how to control it.&lt;br /&gt;9.I am quite impatient.Especially when I have to do some work,  I jump straight to do it and  try to complete it as  soon as possible..but it becomes draining at times..&lt;br /&gt;10.I hate winters.&lt;br /&gt;11.I think a lot and as a result of it,I worry a lot generally...   But I also analyse things a lot..which helps me to understand   them better..I am not a lazy thinker...I mean I dont escape thinking just for   the sake of keeping my cool...this sounds weird..&lt;br /&gt;12.I am a night bird..in the sense that I feel freshest at midnight and    worst in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;13.My friends have given me the title of PJ Queen due to   my habit of cracking silly jokes and one liners..&lt;br /&gt;14.I love nature..trees..forests..flowers..&lt;br /&gt;15.I believe in the doing everything in moderation..   Excess of anything either disgusts or bores me..   I also believe in being disciplined..though I am not    perfectly so..&lt;br /&gt;16.I like reading books..particularly non-fiction and    philosophy and spirituality..&lt;br /&gt;17.I generally expect a lot from friends..but I am trying to    reduce my expectations as expectations invariably brings    disappointments..&lt;br /&gt;18.I have this curious habit of hitting my    very close friends playfully..&lt;br /&gt;19.I still like watching cartoons..Rugrats,Hey Arnold are    my favourites..&lt;br /&gt;20.I recently chose my new nickname - Nue (pronounced as New)    - Neha Ultra Edition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-113507573230259713?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/113507573230259713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=113507573230259713&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/113507573230259713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/113507573230259713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/12/20-things-about-me.html' title='20 things about me'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-113162345985879239</id><published>2005-11-10T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T03:50:59.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A ferrari in my office..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/1600/cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/320/cropped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-113162345985879239?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/113162345985879239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=113162345985879239&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/113162345985879239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/113162345985879239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/11/ferrari-in-my-office_10.html' title='A ferrari in my office..'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-113159668456492310</id><published>2005-11-09T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T20:29:28.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There is a Titanic in my cubicle! (During Floor decoration in my office)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/25/61766949_ea4c371ff5.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/25/61766949_ea4c371ff5.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-113159668456492310?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/113159668456492310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=113159668456492310&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/113159668456492310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/113159668456492310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/11/there-is-titanic-in-my-cubicle-during.html' title='There is a Titanic in my cubicle! (During Floor decoration in my office)'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-113144574611138835</id><published>2005-11-08T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T02:29:06.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/1600/IMG_0382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/320/IMG_0382.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   Diwali Rangoli in my office.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-113144574611138835?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/113144574611138835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=113144574611138835&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/113144574611138835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/113144574611138835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/11/diwali-rangoli-in-my-office.html' title=''/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-113143491543924237</id><published>2005-11-07T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T23:28:35.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/1600/28102005(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/320/28102005%28006%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how one of the cubicles in my office looked after the floor decoration competition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long time now since i updated my blog .I had a lot of fun in the past few weeks in the festive season.I got a lot of leaves from office and had a very good time on Diwali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Particularly the week from 24th Oct to 28th Oct was very busy..:-) ...In my company,we had some sort of fest.In fact,it was just like those college fests.We had events like dance,skits,music events and games for the first four days in the evening and then on the last day we had a floor decoration competition in the office and then a grand party in the night.I participated in a skit and did a song duet.It was great fun.And then in the following week we had a lot of holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The floor decoration competition was very interesting.Flextronics is spread over 8 plots.Every year before Diwali,there is a plot decoration competition and there is a new theme every year for the decoration.This year the theme was "Bollywood meets Hollywood".At first i was not concerned with the competition and found the whole thing pretty frivolous.But then I shortly realized the seriousness of the matter when a meeting was called to discuss the strategy and ideas for the decoration.I was roped in for the decoration.And then funds were collected and a lot of stationery was bought...thermocole sheets,sketch pens,paints and what not..There are 3 floors in my plot and we decided to decorate the first 2 only.It was all very extensive.we started on 27th evening and finished on 28th evening.We created the sets for hindi and english movies in the cubicles.At the end of it all,office was not looking like office anymore..Then the judges for the competition came on 28th evening and someone showed them around according to a prewritten script.The decoration was done based on a script. :-P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-113143491543924237?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/113143491543924237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=113143491543924237&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/113143491543924237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/113143491543924237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-is-how-one-of-cubicles-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-112988956679904830</id><published>2005-10-21T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T03:15:41.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nature..</title><content type='html'>just yesterday i was mailing my friend about an experience in Ooty and this is what i wrote..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was during the month of july..&lt;br /&gt;the weather was rainy...&lt;br /&gt;we went to the highest peak in Ooty..&lt;br /&gt;and then while returning,we came down through a forest...&lt;br /&gt;there was a road alongside the forest...&lt;br /&gt;but we preferred to walk thru the forest..&lt;br /&gt;and it was lovely&lt;br /&gt;there were so many green and tall trees..&lt;br /&gt;and the ground was mostly covered in algae..&lt;br /&gt;the weather was lovely&lt;br /&gt;we were a group of 4 ppl&lt;br /&gt;and there was no one else around&lt;br /&gt;it was quite peaceful&lt;br /&gt;and the weather was lovely&lt;br /&gt;i still remember the time&lt;br /&gt;the smell and the nip in the air...&lt;br /&gt;thts wat nature does to u ..&lt;br /&gt;makes u at peace and brings out the sense of wonder in u...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-112988956679904830?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/112988956679904830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=112988956679904830&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112988956679904830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112988956679904830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/10/nature.html' title='nature..'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-112919776782829215</id><published>2005-10-13T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T21:33:01.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hovering on Crossroads</title><content type='html'>Last weekend i went to meet my college friends , and i found my long lost poem tht i gave one of my friends to keep.I had won a prize in creative writing for it in my second semester in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hovering On Crossroads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here I am &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Standing on crossroads of life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;All the hopes be damned &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I know I m lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In throes of pain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Of loneliness and betrayal&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;All those dreams went in vain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh, what a death my little hope died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There was sound of laughter &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And agony of tears&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And a few moments after&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There is nothing I can hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No longer is anyone around &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No longer do I feel the touch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I do want to hear some sound&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now, I have had just too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Who would show me the light?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I’d see which way to choose&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Who would encourage me to fight?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And assure me I’ve nothing to lose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Looking deep within I saw a figure&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was nothing but my hidden strong self&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I can rely on it, as I know it won’t wither&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No matter how strong the storms may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The greatest wisdom is hidden in me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To guide me through all the ways&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I only have to pause and see&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And brave though thick and thin days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So realization dawns on me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And it surely surprises me to see&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That the strength I needed was always there&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So now I can be happy and here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now I have nothing to fear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For my own self will give me the strength I need&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To excel, to cry, to laugh, to lead&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And to make my own way, hovering on crossroads of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-112919776782829215?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/112919776782829215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=112919776782829215&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112919776782829215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112919776782829215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/10/hovering-on-crossroads.html' title='Hovering on Crossroads'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-112806829627758168</id><published>2005-09-30T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T01:18:16.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Old...</title><content type='html'>welll...i m growing old now...  ;-) ...i had this feeling yesterday...something triggered this feeling ....i dont know what....i have sm years of my youth left..but then i realised that middle age and old age are a much larger part of our lives than the youth part...and still we give up so soon....in their middle/old age,most ppl start thinking that they know everything that is there to know...that they have experienced almost everything that life can offer....this actually changes their attitude to the "i've been there" attitude...they are no longer excited about life...this limits their growth....i remember once i read somewhere that the abitlity of a child to learn a new language is way too greater than an adult...this just shows the difference in the curiosity level of a child and an adult..the way children lead their lives is an example for all of us...the way they see each day as a new day with limitless possibilities....but as we grow old we lose this perspective and come to arrive at the conclusion that "we know everything"....so i think the best way to grow old is to stay young or keep the child in you alive....so that u keep learning and growing in every way...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-112806829627758168?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/112806829627758168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=112806829627758168&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112806829627758168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112806829627758168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/09/growing-old.html' title='Growing Old...'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-112780337877939121</id><published>2005-09-26T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T23:42:58.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Point Someone</title><content type='html'>I finally had a chance to read this book "Five Point Someone" by Chetan Bhagat...I had heard a lot about it...and i was expecting it to be an important book..but then i discovered its just a fun book...reading it gave me an idea of how badly one can screw up ones college years...since i was a sincere student during my college days..but then its a good book to read for those who reallly miss their college days..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-112780337877939121?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/112780337877939121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=112780337877939121&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112780337877939121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112780337877939121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/09/five-point-someone.html' title='Five Point Someone'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-112779574511985764</id><published>2005-09-26T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T21:35:45.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my cousin...from my nokia 6681</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/1600/shreya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/320/shreya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-112779574511985764?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/112779574511985764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=112779574511985764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112779574511985764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112779574511985764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-cousinfrom-my-nokia-6681.html' title='my cousin...from my nokia 6681'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-112779533612586982</id><published>2005-09-26T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T21:28:56.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My nokia 6681</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/1600/nokia6681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1168/320/nokia6681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the first most expensive thing i have bought from my own money ...   :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-112779533612586982?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/112779533612586982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=112779533612586982&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112779533612586982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112779533612586982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-nokia-6681.html' title='My nokia 6681'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-112772732725031358</id><published>2005-09-26T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T02:35:27.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>check this song out(if u havent)</title><content type='html'>Virginia Moon by Foo_Fighters- album  In_Your_Honor..wonderful song...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-112772732725031358?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/112772732725031358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=112772732725031358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112772732725031358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112772732725031358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/09/check-this-song-outif-u-havent.html' title='check this song out(if u havent)'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-112772623398017248</id><published>2005-09-26T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T02:17:13.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Foo_Fighters-In_Your_Honor</title><content type='html'>Foo_Fighters-In_Your_Honor- is great to hear...especially while working ...its really soothing....great music...have heard these songs for the first time today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-112772623398017248?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/112772623398017248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=112772623398017248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112772623398017248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112772623398017248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/09/foofighters-inyourhonor.html' title='Foo_Fighters-In_Your_Honor'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-112772208163121925</id><published>2005-09-26T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T01:08:01.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>starting a new phase....</title><content type='html'>now after completing my training,i have been put into a live project.the technology is GSM..platform is windows and language is java...its going good...these days we r just having some basic training about Java Swing and how to use some basic tools and IDE...the coding will start in October..java does not seem so bad...i have seen that ppl have a very negative approach abt java...especially if they r into C...but then i also didnt have any previous experience in java...i mostly knew C/C++...when i got this project,ppl gave me very bad reactions when they heard its in java..but now that i m in the project...i have come to see that java is easier than C...what with the numerous in-built functions it offers..and the IDE that we are using makes our task simpler still...it offers drag and drop capabiltiy for designing GUIs...moreover as far as design concept goes...i think OOP is anyday better than structured/modular programming approach..and java provides all that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart frm the technicalities ... i m enjoying myself here....i just love my comp...and its pretty comfy out here...&lt;br /&gt;lets c how it gets when i get the coding thing started..then i will have the deadlines...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-112584645961493416</id><published>2005-09-04T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T08:07:39.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boring weekends...</title><content type='html'>this trend has been gng on 4 almost every weekend after i joined office...i always make 2 or 3 plans for the weekend....this invariably includes shopping...and of course going for a movie....but it seldom materialises...i always end up spending the whole weekend at home sleeping and eating...thts too bad...coz on every sunbday nite i feel like here office comes again and it never ends...i feel like i m in office 24 hours on the weekdays and then sleeping on the weekends...nothing happens to all the plans i make and i never manage to go shopping..and this actually make me realise that how much i m earning doesnt matter too much ... all the moolah keeps lying untouched in my account......what really matters is whether i enjoy the work i m doing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-112584645961493416?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/112584645961493416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=112584645961493416&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112584645961493416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112584645961493416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/09/boring-weekends.html' title='boring weekends...'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-112554609817246964</id><published>2005-08-31T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T20:41:38.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally the deadline for my first project passed off smoothly...my mentor and buddy were quite happy with it.....now i ll be assigned a new project and a group.......so i m free these days..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-112485222767786556</id><published>2005-08-23T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T20:04:44.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Art of Living</title><content type='html'>I had my 3-day Art Of Living training a few weeks ago.It was part of mytraining in FSS.I was basically expecting to learn yoga and meditation there.I was also expecting to get some spiritual wisdom there.The best part was that we didnt have to do any office work during those 3 days and lunch was freee.. :-) .Our guru was Mr. Ajay Vij.We had a good time with him..he made us play all kinds of games there...we were a group of 35 ppl and all of us participated with the same enthu as when we were small kids..We also learned some kriyas there.the main pointof the training was Sudarshan kriya.It consists of some breathing exercises and aims to reduce the stress and remove the toxins from the body..the kriya was based on the belief that thru relaxing and controlling our breath we also relax the mind.&lt;br /&gt;apart from the yoga,we also had some discussions on general philosophies of life and secrets of happiness.I had some questions about how to b happy and positive all the time and i found the answers to most of them there..we were told about 5 sutras about how to stay happy:&lt;br /&gt;1.Live in the present moment.Give ur best to the present moment withoutworrying too much about the past and the future.&lt;br /&gt;2.Responsibility=power&lt;br /&gt;Irresponsibilty=complaint. Those who take on more responsibilty become more powerful.And those who shirk it compalin all the time.&lt;br /&gt;3.Opposite values are complementary.If u r working with someone who has some traits which r opposite to what u have then u should not get irritated.The other person may have something which u lack and u may have something that he/she lacks. so together u make a good team.&lt;br /&gt;4.Accept people as they are.There is no point in getting worked up or angry about other people or hating someone.This makes u negative and doesnt really do any good.Accepting ppl is not the same as supporting them.If u dont agree with them,its ok to differ. But u can have ur own point of views without the need to convince the other person.the moment u have biases against others, u become negative.&lt;br /&gt;5.Dont become a football of others opinion.That is,dont let others' actions or words have any impact on your happiness. Dont let others have a control over your happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-112485222767786556?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/112485222767786556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=112485222767786556&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112485222767786556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112485222767786556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/08/art-of-living.html' title='The Art of Living'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-112472174175748329</id><published>2005-08-22T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T07:42:21.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>here i go again....</title><content type='html'>some weeks ago i was wondering why ppl in s/w industry dont work much b4 deadlines and then stay late when the deadline is near...and now i m in the same situation...one fine day we group members(v r a group of 3 doing a project) and my mentor and buddy woke up when they received a mail from the admin department stating the date for submission of project(code + report +presentation)....and the going has been hard since then....i even started working at home to meet the deadline..and now at least the code is running and we have the SRS and design doc complete...i have even made the presentation (at home :-)  )....now theres a bit of documentation left which will be completed in the next 2 days...then i will be free...   :-)  ...i will be put into a live project then....i m gonna have a blast this weekend ..its been ages since i watched a movie on the theatre...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-112472174175748329?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/112472174175748329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=112472174175748329&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112472174175748329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112472174175748329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/08/here-i-go-again.html' title='here i go again....'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-112306186814965350</id><published>2005-08-03T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T02:37:48.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pata hai?</title><content type='html'>i m really really bored at the moment bcoz my project is hanging...i have a meeting with my mentor and buddy at 4:15 pm...after that i think the project's documentation part will really take off.....at this point i am reminded of sthg i heard from a software pro a few weeks ago...i was just asking him about his work timings and how often he has to stay back in the office for work...he said the reason ppl have to stay back sometimes is that when the deadline for project completion is far away,they dont really work that much...so they have to make up for it by staying back when the deadline is near.....i didnt quite believe him at that time but now i think it is true..human mentality is like that only...they work only when a sword is hanging overhead...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-112306186814965350?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/112306186814965350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=112306186814965350&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112306186814965350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112306186814965350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/08/pata-hai.html' title='pata hai?'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-112298182467839261</id><published>2005-08-02T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T04:23:44.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>many times a thought has crossed my mind ...about what is a person's  biggest enemy..and time and again i have realised that it is LAZINESS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-112298182467839261?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/112298182467839261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=112298182467839261&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112298182467839261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112298182467839261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/08/many-times-thought-has-crossed-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-112297026222798453</id><published>2005-08-02T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T01:11:02.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there r times in everyone's life when one doesnt have anything much to say...i m passing thru that phase....hahahahahahaha......actually masti maarne ka time hi nahin milta aaj kal ...aisaa bhi nahin hai ki i have a lot of work to do in my office...but still i feel tired all the time and dont feel like doing anything at home...except sleeping..lolz....i m trying to adapt in the workplace and take out some time for my leisure activities....but still i manage to have a good time with my office frens....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-112297026222798453?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/112297026222798453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=112297026222798453&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112297026222798453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112297026222798453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/08/there-r-times-in-everyones-life-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-112107269276563522</id><published>2005-07-11T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T02:04:52.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are u feeling bad?</title><content type='html'>A few days ago I was feeling very depressed.I was thinking about all the bad things that have happened to me .I was wondering about why all that happened.I was feeling victimised.I was thinking what bad things i had done to deserve all that.When it became too much,i tried to change my thinking.I started thinking about what i can do to improve the situation and to improve myself as a person.Then i started feeling better and empowered.When u blame others or external things for your sadness,u will always feel bad and weak.The moment u take responsibility for how to lead ur life,u will start feeing stronger and better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-112107269276563522?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/112107269276563522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=112107269276563522&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112107269276563522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112107269276563522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/07/are-u-feeling-bad.html' title='Are u feeling bad?'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-112107062911312466</id><published>2005-07-11T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T01:30:29.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have now started my dummy project.The lecture sessions are over( thankfully).I will be doing this project for the next 2 months ,after which I'll get a live project.I am enjoying myself a lot these days .There's not much work pressure or time constraints at present.So, I get to talk to my friends at office and we have a lot of fun.I have kind of adapted to the work scene.I dont feel very sleepy anymore.I try to catch up on lost sleep during the weekends.After the initial days at office,now i am beginning to enjoy this office life.I am more comfortable now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-112107062911312466?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/112107062911312466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=112107062911312466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112107062911312466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112107062911312466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-have-now-started-my-dummy-project.html' title=''/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-112030421916428779</id><published>2005-07-02T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T04:36:59.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Advice</title><content type='html'>One day I happened to overhear a conversation when I was returning from office in my office bus.Two persons sitting behind my seat were talking abut how to clear CAT and its various aspects and statistics.One of them said that he had tried to clear CAT but failed.He was talking very negatively about it and he gave the other person a very pessimistic view of the whole thing about clearing CAT.He made it seem like a very difficult examination which involves a lot of luck factor.He didnt say anything about the hardwrk involved or any strategies for the examination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  This reminded me of something i had read a few years ago -- "Take advice about how to succeed in a domain only from successful people in that domain."  It is actually true.When u talk to people who have failed,u can learn about what not to do.Generally when u ask them about how to succeed in something,they will give u a negative and demoralised view which can alter ur perspective and make urself negative about the whole thing too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-112030421916428779?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/112030421916428779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=112030421916428779&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112030421916428779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112030421916428779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/07/taking-advice.html' title='Taking Advice'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-112030401249448174</id><published>2005-07-02T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T04:33:32.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got my first salary!!</title><content type='html'>I got my fisrt salary on 1st july.Its really very special.I feel very good about the whole thing.I have yet to decide on how to spend it.The first thing i did was buy some sweets from that money and went to the temple.I have always been careful about money and have never been a great shopper.However,when u realise that its ur own money that u have made urself,its a very differnt feeling.I feel more responsible.I will buy some gifts for my family and friends..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-112030401249448174?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/112030401249448174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=112030401249448174&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112030401249448174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/112030401249448174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-got-my-first-salary.html' title='I got my first salary!!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-111919749630382543</id><published>2005-06-19T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T09:11:36.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First weekend after the joining</title><content type='html'>after the first few days at job, it has become quite boring due to the lectures we have in the training session...they make us sit in classes and we have to tolerate long lectures which r very boring sometimes...its evn worse than what we had in college sometimes...and to top it all,i was not getting enough sleep...it sure was dfficult to keep awake during the lectures...however,the coffee machine was my saving grace... :)  ...&lt;br /&gt; i have never waited for a weekend so eagerly...it was the most precious weekend i had..on saturday,i woke up early and then i made the breakfast as my mother was out of station...then i went out to meet my friends..after that i slept mostly..i slept away my sunday...i hope i get used to the long hours at office soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-111919749630382543?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/111919749630382543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=111919749630382543&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111919749630382543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111919749630382543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/06/first-weekend-after-joining.html' title='First weekend after the joining'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-111867713635020240</id><published>2005-06-13T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T08:38:56.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first day at job</title><content type='html'>I joined Flextronics(Hughes) Software Systems today  as a software engineer.I was wondering about what the experience would b like...However,it turned out to b like a regular college day..I went to the office in the morning with some of my friends who were also joining today..We reached there at around 8:10 am..and then we waited outside one of the buildings ( fss has 7 ot 8 buildings) for about half an hour..then we were issued i-cards and we were taken to another location for our induction..there were almost 150 other joinees from all over India with various qualifications...When we were made to sit in the hall there and told to fill the elaborate forms,that reminded me of the day of my admission in NSIT..Then we had some boring lectures about the company,its policies etc etc ..The best part was that the lunch was free and  i got to meet a lot of new  people there ....we were free at 5:30 pm and i managed to reach home around 7 pm..All in all,it was just like being in college...i think i will get the actual JOB experience only when i finish the training(which is of 12 weeks duration)....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-111867713635020240?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/111867713635020240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=111867713635020240&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111867713635020240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111867713635020240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-first-day-at-job.html' title='My first day at job'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-111856440500069778</id><published>2005-06-12T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T01:20:05.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>****The best way to pay for  a lovely moment is to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****The only thing that shatters dreams is compromise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-111856440500069778?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/111856440500069778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=111856440500069778&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111856440500069778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111856440500069778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/06/best-way-to-pay-for-lovely-moment-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-111856403371576372</id><published>2005-06-12T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T01:13:53.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About Learning and losing</title><content type='html'>Thats what learning is ,after all : not whether we lose the game,but how we lose and how we have changed because of it and what we take away from it that we never had before,to apply to other games.Losing,in a curious way, is winning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-111856403371576372?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/111856403371576372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=111856403371576372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111856403371576372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111856403371576372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/06/about-learning-and-losing.html' title='About Learning and losing'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-111856324788681722</id><published>2005-06-12T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T01:00:47.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am joining Tomorrow!!</title><content type='html'>So  my days as a software enginner starts tomorrow...in my company : Flextronics Software  systems(formerly Hughes)..i will b working for 9 hours + commuting for 2 hours + sleeping for 8 hours.This leaves 5 hours for leisure..I am looking forward to some challenging work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-111856324788681722?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/111856324788681722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=111856324788681722&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111856324788681722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111856324788681722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-am-joining-tomorrow.html' title='I am joining Tomorrow!!'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-111842281694512934</id><published>2005-06-10T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T10:00:16.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>Why would u feel lousy,if u can feel good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would u want to do less,if u can do more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would u not want to smile,when u can and a smile looks good ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would u feel worthless ,when u know that u r good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would u b discouraged by small setbacks,when u know u can overcome any obstacle if u want to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would u compare urself with others,when u know that its unfair?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-111842281694512934?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/111842281694512934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=111842281694512934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111842281694512934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111842281694512934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/06/why_10.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-111829593267773659</id><published>2005-06-08T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T22:46:40.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how to kick a bad habit</title><content type='html'>This is an excerpt from a book i m reading  : "The Naked Leader" by David Taylor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" If u want to give up a bad habit ,but u do not,it is usually because that habit gives u some pleasure.Identify what that pleasure is - be honest with urself,then ask urself how u could achieve this same pleasure doing something different.If so, u will b on the way,because u will not b 'giving up' the pleasure,u will b replacing it.If smoking gives u the pleasure of relaxing,and u find that meditation also gives u the same pleasure - meditate.(You can meditate in more places than u are allowed to smoke!)"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-111829593267773659?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/111829593267773659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=111829593267773659&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111829593267773659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111829593267773659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/06/how-to-kick-bad-habit.html' title='how to kick a bad habit'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-111829536575947096</id><published>2005-06-08T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T22:36:05.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>who is a  strong person?</title><content type='html'>The other day i was talking to my friend about who is an emotionally strong person...the one who shows his emotons or the one who hides them...and he said a strong person is one who can show the emotions that must b shown and can manage his emotions well...i always observed that ppl frowned upon crying  as a sign of weakness..but it helps sometimes to let ur emotions out and not keep them bottled up inside u..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-111829536575947096?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/111829536575947096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=111829536575947096&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111829536575947096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111829536575947096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/06/who-is-strong-person.html' title='who is a  strong person?'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-111815401704162539</id><published>2005-06-07T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T07:20:17.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some quotations...</title><content type='html'>Aristotle said " To be angry is easy.But to be angry with the right person ,for the right reason,to the right degree,at the right time....this is difficult..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oscar Wilde said : "Self love is the starting of a life-long romance."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-111815401704162539?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/111815401704162539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=111815401704162539&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111815401704162539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111815401704162539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/06/some-quotations.html' title='some quotations...'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-111815344471940953</id><published>2005-06-07T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T07:12:50.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i made this ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/6136/640/snap2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/6136/320/snap2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cow-girl &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" alt="Posted by Hello" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-111815344471940953?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/111815344471940953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=111815344471940953&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111815344471940953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111815344471940953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-made-this.html' title='i made this ...'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-111815330286246285</id><published>2005-06-07T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T07:13:45.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i made this too...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/6136/640/flowergal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/6136/320/flowergal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss of a Flower  &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" alt="Posted by Hello" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-111815330286246285?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/111815330286246285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=111815330286246285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111815330286246285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111815330286246285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-made-this-too.html' title='i made this too...'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-111815264936694189</id><published>2005-06-07T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T01:59:44.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;LOVE’S&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;PAIN&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Once I was a poet&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I used to write night after night&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;How I loved every written word&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;How I believed in them with all my might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What could I possibly write about&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I thought I knew it all too well&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, I wrote on and on about only one thing -&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Falling in love and its spell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wrote about falling in love&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And all the happiness it would bring&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mine was a heart of a romantic&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I believed in love’s beauty and its eternal spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh, how many lines I wrote on love&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was happy and youth was mine&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I could think of only the joy of loving&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So drunken I was on love’s wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But why do I laugh at those lines today&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What has changed inside of me&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Is it only a matter of few years&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That once I was a poet that now I can never be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wonder what you’d say if you read those poems&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But I can see I was wrong&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When I wrote only about love’s joy&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And for it forever I did long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But now I know I saw love &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Only in one dimension&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Still I know very little about it&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yet this precious little I would care to mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If ever you fall in love&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Be ready to face its pain and sorrow&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Along with the ecstasy it brings&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To you every moment today and tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As a rose with its beauty&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Has its share of thorns&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Look at love in its entirety&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Love can be dark as night and bright as morn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Be blessed when you have pleasure&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That love brings sometimes&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yet be ready for the pain&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That it’ll bring all the other times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And don’t shy away from love’s pain&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Don’t ever say it’s what you despise&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You have to make efforts and work hard to keep love &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’ll only make you grow and make you wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, pain it is and pleasure it is&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And if all this pain you can endure&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I can say you know the meaning of love&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ll believe your love is pure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                   &lt;/span&gt;--- Self composed by Neha Giri&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Dated 7.04.05&lt;br /&gt;                                                        Copyright 2005&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-111815264936694189?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/111815264936694189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=111815264936694189&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111815264936694189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111815264936694189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/06/loves-pain-once-i-was-poet-i-used-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-111806768394720099</id><published>2005-06-06T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T07:21:23.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>movies galore...</title><content type='html'>am getting bored to death at home ...i watched three more movies.."The wedding planner"(Jlo can act too!!)..."Shrek 2"(A delightful movie with great graphics) and "Forrest Gump" (An interesting movie )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-111806768394720099?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/111806768394720099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=111806768394720099&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111806768394720099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111806768394720099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/06/movies-galore.html' title='movies galore...'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-111790319961107345</id><published>2005-06-04T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T09:39:59.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful Movie</title><content type='html'>I watched the movie "A Beautiful Mind" today...it was an extraorinary movie...though the first half was quite boring..it got better and better as the movie progressed..it really touched my heart..i wd recommend this movie to everyone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-111790319961107345?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/111790319961107345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=111790319961107345&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111790319961107345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111790319961107345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/06/beautiful-movie.html' title='A Beautiful Movie'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-111782007190849598</id><published>2005-06-03T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T10:34:31.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1024 pages...</title><content type='html'>at one time i cud barely stand reading novels and fiction..i thought they were a waste of time...so,i only preferred reading non-fiction ..but i surprised myself recently by completing the book "Gone With the Wind " by Margaret Mitchell...it was really nice and i read all the 1024 pages of it :) and relished every one of it...the central character was really nicely etched out...i really enjoyed the book and i think i will start reading fiction now...they r a welcome break from the monotony and realities of modern life..i completed another one recently: "Toxin" by Robin Cook..i wd recommend this book to lovers of medical mystery and thrillers...i m hooked..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-111782007190849598?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/111782007190849598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=111782007190849598&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111782007190849598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111782007190849598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/06/1024-pages.html' title='1024 pages...'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-111781943919133708</id><published>2005-06-03T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T10:23:59.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>those were the days...</title><content type='html'>I am going to miss my college days ...had a lot of fun all these 4 years...had such good friends and had such a good time with them..and got to learn so much frm them..all stuck together thru thick and thin..making it one big happy family :) ...and am gng to miss my beautiful college campus,especially the canteen lawns where v sat 4 hours in the last semester,sharing the 'delicacies' from the canteen..awwwww&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-111781943919133708?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/111781943919133708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=111781943919133708&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111781943919133708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111781943919133708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/06/those-were-days.html' title='those were the days...'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-111773748085955680</id><published>2005-06-02T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T11:38:00.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Linkin Park</title><content type='html'>Recently i listened to a lot of Linkin Park songs...I especially like their album with Jay- Z " Collision Course" ..I like their music but one thing made me very curious : why do all their lyrics sound so negative??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-111773748085955680?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/111773748085955680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=111773748085955680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111773748085955680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111773748085955680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/06/linkin-park.html' title='Linkin Park'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-111773614274828032</id><published>2005-06-02T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T09:25:22.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thats me.. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" alt="Posted by Hello" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-111773614274828032?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/111773614274828032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=111773614274828032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111773614274828032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111773614274828032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/06/thats-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-111764839158925729</id><published>2005-06-01T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T01:55:18.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what now??</title><content type='html'>I am free these days..just completed my B.E. from NSIT in Computer Engg....am waiting to join my company Flextronics Software Systems (Formerly Hughes Software Sytems)...still 11 days to go..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-111764839158925729?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/111764839158925729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13337963&amp;postID=111764839158925729&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111764839158925729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13337963/posts/default/111764839158925729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/2005/06/what-now.html' title='what now??'/><author><name>Neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16916549048950107603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3C9IwCcQsLk/TFK7QmesH5I/AAAAAAAABy4/zNBWnIyB-XA/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13337963.post-111764633799128741</id><published>2005-06-01T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T11:31:19.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why i made this blog</title><content type='html'>For years i have been penning down my thoughts in my diary..sometimes i felt like "hey! i should share this particular thought with others too.."..but i seldom did it..now that college is over and i have some time in  my hand,i thought i wd better make a blog to publish my thougths :) ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13337963-111764633799128741?l=nehagiri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nehagiri.blogspot.com/feeds/111764633799128741/comments/default' 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