<?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-25537678</id><updated>2011-07-29T00:53:34.252+05:30</updated><category term='Hindi'/><category term='Just Like That'/><category term='Microsoft'/><category term='Technology'/><category term='About the Blog'/><category term='OOH'/><category term='XLife'/><category term='Role Models'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Learnings'/><category term='Poetry'/><category term='marketing'/><category term='Phones'/><category term='My Life'/><category term='Strategy'/><category term='VESIT'/><category term='XLRI'/><category term='Google'/><category term='Ads'/><title type='text'>A place to share my thoughts...</title><subtitle type='html'>Here's where I would like to share my experiences (and how they shaped my life) with you. It would also be some food-for-thought, since I believe in instilling thoughts in whoever I meet..Hungry Kya??</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-8558648042927894792</id><published>2010-02-02T02:31:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-02T03:49:14.348+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Like That'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='XLife'/><title type='text'>Iim B-ack!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;All those who feel that this post has something to do with the Imperial College of Engg (that's the 3-Idiots pseudonym for the Aayee Aai Yembee), I'm sorry to disappoint you. It is just an attention gathering trick learnt from the recent credit 'bhagat' crisis and the likes. Finally, I get to respond to blogger.com which has been waiting for me for the past 9 months  (s&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hhh...dont look at the no. of months with suspicion, its just coincidental!&lt;/span&gt;) with hopeful eyes. A lot has been 'happening' in my life since I last posted - the second year of my MBA life bringing in many more experiences to remember. (Sole Reader&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: "Bata bata, kya?" &lt;/span&gt;Blogger&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: "Kabhi detail mein bataunga, when I actually cook up something interesting" :P)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this post about intended to be about, then? - Everything...Anything...actually, Nothing! This is just to increase the feel-good factor (finger licking good!) among the dear reader(s) so that he can smile for the 2 minutes that he'll spend on this blog (I said smile, not laugh!...please, please stop laughing at me). It is also to let him know that I'm still alive in this part of the country, and not RIP-ed due to the life threatening attacks by Maoists-doing-net-practice/ Autowallahs-losing-fare-bargains/ Esteemed-faculty/ Peers-just-below-me-in-CGPA/ stray-dogs-looking-for-bones/ readers-who-hate-such-jokes (listed in the order of danger). I know that the flights have been withdrawn from Jamshedpur, our Mao brethren attack vehicles on road, trains get derailed every alternate day (and the other alternate days, they aren't scheduled anyways), but don't worry, 'travelling' has never been listed in the 'Hobbies &amp;amp; Interests' section of my CV.  As long as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;main-aur-meri-tanhai &lt;/span&gt;confine ourselves to the safe h(e)aven of my room and the campus, I'm safe (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;much safer than the fielder at silly point facing an Ajit Agarkar shot coming towards him at a 2mph speed&lt;/span&gt;). If I ever feel like venturing out, I rather take the "How well do you know Nalanda ?"(or Sunderbans or Calcutta or Jhumritalaiya) quiz on Facebook, score a 99% there and decide not to leave the campus. (Non-Sticky note: Past performance in the FB quiz is no indicator of future results at MBA quizzes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jokes apart, this post is also a means to reduce the guilt that I feel everytime I remove the blog link from my signature only because there are no posts for the receiver to read.  The post is also an answer to my fear that blogger.com will send me the following mail shortly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please note that we have deleted your blog account due to any or all of the following reasons: 1)inactivity by the owner for a long period 2)insane activity by the owner for a longer period  3) Winner of highest 'Flag grossly inappropriate' votes from readers 4)Mismatch between the blog URL and the owner (and better claimants to the URL) 5) No appropriate response for the question sent to you last week: "Why the [press Shift button] &lt;press shift="" button=""&gt;1235623 [release Shift] &lt;release shift=""&gt; did you start a blog?".&lt;/release&gt;&lt;/press&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Those who are offended by the use of the pronoun 'he' for a reader in this post, I apologize. Because I know that you wont be. Because I know that there isn't any. Because I know from advanced analytics data that the demographics of my reader base is completely skewed (screwed?) AWAY from the fairer sex.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *sob, sob*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Dear XLer, don't search for a smiley [:)] in the post. This is not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; cheap a publicity stunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-8558648042927894792?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/8558648042927894792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=8558648042927894792&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/8558648042927894792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/8558648042927894792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2010/02/iim-b-ack.html' title='Iim B-ack!'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-7037552924683634944</id><published>2009-07-10T22:35:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:45:12.877+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google'/><title type='text'>Google OS is on its way!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last year, I had &lt;a href="http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2008/09/google-connecting-dots-ii.html"&gt;spoken&lt;/a&gt; about how Google Chrome is not just-another-browser and its a strategic move by Google. I thought it was a logical conclusion that Chrome grows into an OS, given the kind of functionalities and independence that they have brought into it. Google has finally broken the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://googleblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/introducing-google-chrome-os.html"&gt;news&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; its Chrome OS to be launched in 2010. An open source OS, it is supposed to be focussing on speed, simplicity and security with 'most of the user experience over the web'. Let's wait and watch!&lt;/span&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/25537678-7037552924683634944?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/7037552924683634944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=7037552924683634944&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/7037552924683634944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/7037552924683634944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2009/07/google-os-is-on-its-way.html' title='Google OS is on its way!'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-4525379907787025565</id><published>2009-06-09T18:54:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-09T19:20:03.133+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marketing'/><title type='text'>A 'Clear'er name</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A short one this time. Harish from &lt;a href="http://marketingpractice.blogspot.com/2008/10/brand-update-clinic-all-clear.html"&gt;Marketing practice&lt;/a&gt; had commented long back on how HUL had changed the typology on its Clinic All clear shampoo packs making the word 'Clear' as the most visible element. This, he rightly pointed out was keeping in mind a future rebranding with only the word Clear, as the shampoo is known internationally from the Unilever family. And now we see  teasers on TV showing Bipasha, Shilpa Shetty, Asin for a new anti-dandruff shampoo called - Clear (what else). I checked out the new website &lt;a href="http://www.clear.co.in/"&gt;www.clear.co.in&lt;/a&gt; (the earlier one was called &lt;a href="http://www.clinicallclear.com/"&gt;www.clinicallclear.com&lt;/a&gt;) and Harish's prediction is bang on! The new packs have only one change - removal of 'Clinic All' from the logo. Everything else looks the same. So anyone who looks at the pack would not be confused about the new brand. A smart move by HUL for a smooth makeover. Here are the pack shots for ready reference :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/Si5mLoRPGkI/AAAAAAAAAzo/iGNCZTkmvX8/s1600-h/Clinic+All+Clear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/Si5mLoRPGkI/AAAAAAAAAzo/iGNCZTkmvX8/s400/Clinic+All+Clear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345322157709662786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/Si5mL93MrCI/AAAAAAAAAzw/lkomk0ydPjM/s1600-h/Clear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/Si5mL93MrCI/AAAAAAAAAzw/lkomk0ydPjM/s400/Clear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345322163506031650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-4525379907787025565?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/4525379907787025565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=4525379907787025565&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/4525379907787025565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/4525379907787025565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2009/06/clearer-name.html' title='A &apos;Clear&apos;er name'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/Si5mLoRPGkI/AAAAAAAAAzo/iGNCZTkmvX8/s72-c/Clinic+All+Clear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-5644716668190415082</id><published>2009-06-07T00:46:00.022+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-07T02:06:33.407+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OOH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marketing'/><title type='text'>OOH, what an ad !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Out Of Home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(OOH) advertising caught my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;attention always, and with companies using it innovatively these days its e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ven more fun to watch ! A description to start off - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Out-of-home_advertising"&gt;OOH &lt;/a&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;s marketing in forms that you see can out-of-your-home (!), e.g. hoardings in the simplest form. But then, the best part lies in either capt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;uring attention with a clutter-breaking hoarding (like the red Economist's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Interpret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the world&lt;/span&gt; hoardings that you see these days) or by the use of the media beyond the billboards. I have uploaded some of those from the latter categ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ory that I really feel deserve an applause for their creativity.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Click on images to enlarge)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SirMDtkeApI/AAAAAAAAAyw/iluMjR-Lrlk/s1600-h/AXE+Calendar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 0px; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SirMDtkeApI/AAAAAAAAAyw/iluMjR-Lrlk/s320/AXE+Calendar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344308271972745874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Starting with some international ones. AXE, as usual, starts the pack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ere you see the ad being placed over a women's dorm in the form of a calend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;r, with eac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;h wi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ndow being a day of the month. The concept being obvious - a girl for each day. I am sure it would have caught attention of every guy who had walked past this one in Seoul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SirMD4wSFjI/AAAAAAAAAy4/kPuSk0AITYQ/s1600-h/Scotch+brite+washbasin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SirMD4wSFjI/AAAAAAAAAy4/kPuSk0AITYQ/s320/Scotch+brite+washbasin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344308274975086130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Scotch Brite had another brilliant concept to go with their USP of 'absor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bs eve&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thing'. They had simply replaced the basins below taps in public places  (I think in Australia) with a sponge. And just the brand name and tagline on the sides. Caught the attention &amp;amp; conveyed the message - clear and concise !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SirMD-XTNxI/AAAAAAAAAzA/5kewOGlvJCs/s1600-h/Pantene+Door+handles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 0px; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SirMD-XTNxI/AAAAAAAAAzA/5kewOGlvJCs/s320/Pantene+Door+handles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344308276480915218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Coming to some Indian examples of conveying the USP- recently &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;read about this Pantene's OOH campaign. Had a sticker on doors of common places like salons, etc &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;with hair being stuck to it. They actually replaced the door handles, and whenever anyone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pulls them to open the door, he/she was actually experiencing the brand message. And the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;text&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pantene:Strong Hair&lt;/span&gt;. It needn't say anything more, does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SirMEHooCzI/AAAAAAAAAzI/THQeOQ-NflE/s1600-h/Bindass+hand+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SirMEHooCzI/AAAAAAAAAzI/THQeOQ-NflE/s320/Bindass+hand+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344308278969502514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Closer home, before the elections, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;UTV &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bindass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;se ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nd si&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;gns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;over public places with the inked index finger pointing out (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ungli utha bindass&lt;/span&gt; campaign). The messages &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;differed, urging them to vote if they needed development to happen. Have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;look at th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;is one - '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Desh khadde mein hain? Vote kar' &lt;/span&gt;with the finger pointing to a dug road. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ther messages included '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Desh ki batti jala' &lt;/span&gt;on a lamp post; '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Batvara nahi, divider chahiye&lt;/span&gt;' pointing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;divider on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SirMELS4H1I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/MdVCUfxGWGM/s1600-h/Orient+torn+hoardings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 126px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SirMELS4H1I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/MdVCUfxGWGM/s320/Orient+torn+hoardings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344308279952023378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Though I said th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;at compani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;es s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hould loo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;k beyond h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oardings, Orient Fans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; proved that even hoardings can be us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ed innovatively.&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; This ad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;simply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; had &lt;/span&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;arge image of the fan and the brand message 'More ai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;r everywhere'. Just beside the hoarding on both sides &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;were two hoardings which were almost to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;rn dow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;n and looks as if it is due to the fan(I believe they had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bought these spaces :) ) depicting exactly what the tagline says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SirNCcel0gI/AAAAAAAAAzY/vus0PgEnf7k/s1600-h/Ranipal+Mannequin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SirNCcel0gI/AAAAAAAAAzY/vus0PgEnf7k/s320/Ranipal+Mannequin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344309349716447746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pidilite industries - known for their&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; TV ads for Fevicol - also had some excellent concepts for their starch Ranipal. Human-like figures at high footfall areas, but with no heads, legs, hands.  There's no message wr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;itten, but is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;n't it clear enough that the clothes are standing on their own? And their pose is also natural so that they won't mistaken for mannequins (the one here is climbing the stairs, others include a woman shopping at a store and a guy on a bike in the parking lot). Excellent, though the brand name would be visible when seen closely, which I doubt how many people would have done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;(Thanks &lt;a href="http://www.afaqs.com/"&gt;afaqs &lt;/a&gt;for the pics!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SirNCfuFdTI/AAAAAAAAAzg/i8EK_97d1lk/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 0px; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 175px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SirNCfuFdTI/AAAAAAAAAzg/i8EK_97d1lk/s320/Image003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344309350586742066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;king of OOH, one thu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mb rule I read somewhere that p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;eople have an average 3-4 seconds to interpret the message on a hoarding. Still I saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; these four ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ardings stacked side-by-side at Bandra (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wanted to get the sealink in the background, which I couldn't unfortunately)&lt;/span&gt;. Why would anyone buy space here, if the audience can spare 4 seconds for the entire spot i.e. 1 second per hoarding. Surely atleast 2 of the hoardings would always be missed out by the viewer. (Unless everything is for the same brand, e.g. Sony TV has recently bought 2 of them and have a big ad for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dus Ka Dum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;)&lt;/span&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/25537678-5644716668190415082?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/5644716668190415082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=5644716668190415082&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/5644716668190415082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/5644716668190415082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2009/06/going-outdoors.html' title='OOH, what an ad !'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SirMDtkeApI/AAAAAAAAAyw/iluMjR-Lrlk/s72-c/AXE+Calendar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-1017848916069890788</id><published>2009-05-22T20:33:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:52:58.967+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marketing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ads'/><title type='text'>Big brands, bigger mistakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As I type this post from somewhere in Muzaffarpur, Bihar, I wonder - "Can I call these measures by companies as mistakes?" Nevertheless, I continue my rantings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Start with ICICI Bank, with its signature tune being one of those with a good recall &amp;amp; association with the brand - changed its tagline from 'Hum hain na' to 'Vishwas hain to sab kuch hain'. Why on earth?? We all know that brand elements do not necessarily have an expiry date, as long as people don't get bored of it. And the first thing that this new tagline reminded me of is the advertisements of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TMT Sariya &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;XYZ Cement &lt;/span&gt;frequently seen on Aaj Tak. The words are so generic/cliched/old-fashioned that it depicts nothing specific to the bank. The other big change that I saw in the TV adverts, the fast-paced music. Again, a shift from its earlier ads. More importantly, any company from the services industry - banks, insurance, hotels, etc- has a typical soft touch to it, be it in the music or the way it delivers its message. But having a remixed signature tune, the bank is making the message devoid of the 'warmth' that such companies are always known for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Talking of TV ads and soft music, another campaign run by Godrej Aerospace lab during the IPL telecasts is really intriguing. Why would anyone advertise its rocket building capabilities? We understand from the subsequent revealers that it wants to show how it puts its aerospace learnings to use in consumer durables and other Godrej products. e.g. It applies its high-precision learnings from rockets to make high-precision super-secure Godrej locks. eh!! While buying a RS.100-200 lock, why would I care whether the company manufactures a rocket worth crores of rupees with the same technology. Couldn't they boast of their technology even without the rocket association? Wouldn't gizmos and steel machines have done the job? The company doesn't believe so. It plans to come up with follow-up ads of how its consumer durables too utilise the space technology. Doubt how many would buy such an argument!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Coming to FMCG, I visited a grocery shop today to get a pack of biscuits for lunch, as I do everyday (yeah, the pains of field work!). Generally Good-Day is a good bet for lunch. But the shopkeeper says "Good Day &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nahi hain&lt;/span&gt;. Parle 20-20 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lijiye&lt;/span&gt;". I thought, I don't want a snack-time (50-50, Monaco types) biscuit- but something that would be filling for the stomach. Shopkeeper says, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ye bhi waisa hi hain"&lt;/span&gt; and hands over the pack. And lo! I realise that this is also a cashew cookie of the same category as Good Day. BIG mistakes! Naming it 20-20, it has confused consumers (like me) who would liken it to Britannia's 50-50 (More still, WHAT has 20-20 got to do with the biscuit, I still wonder!). So, the entire efforts of entering the category with a new product are wasted. Secondly, with such a name and tagline "Short &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mein niptao&lt;/span&gt;", I feel it has degraded the category as a whole and likened it to cheaper biscuits. Cashew cookies always had that premium (if not indulgence) in the consumer's mind, but Parle doesn't wish to project it that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opinions maybe too strong for a newbie like me to speak of, but still, I can't believe that these companies can leave consumers (&amp;amp; marketing enthusiasts) like me, confused. I will return with interesting observations of the OOH media (by far, my favourite media these days) and tibits (jargon:"consumer insights") about the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bihari&lt;/span&gt; consumer shortly.&lt;/span&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/25537678-1017848916069890788?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/1017848916069890788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=1017848916069890788&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/1017848916069890788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/1017848916069890788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2009/05/big-brands-bigger-mistakes.html' title='Big brands, bigger mistakes'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-5455331160739524796</id><published>2009-04-28T16:25:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-28T16:36:23.887+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marketing'/><title type='text'>The latest Warchips</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;While I munch Lays and sip Pepsi (brand loyalty not intended), I wonder how a week of market visit and working on a marketing summer project changes your perspective in life (literally!). As you walk on the roads of Patna, you look at the sachets &amp;amp; brands stocked in front rather than the name of the shop. You look at hoardings (thinking - what a visibility!) instead of the car waiting to dash you. While watching an IPL match, you wonder about the visibility of the stickers all over the batsman's shirt (and the umpire's!). An instance - was watching the Kurkure's new Desi beats ad during a commercial break. And thought of how the snacks (specifically chips) industry has changed in recent years. Originally a near-monopoly, the market changed with the aggressive entry of ITC - intentionally advertising the non-conventional variants, thus avoiding a head-on. With its distribution and muscle power, it placed Bingo racks in every other shop. Now we see Pepsico coming up with the triangular chips (against Bingo's Mad Angles) under Kurkure. There are 2 things to learn from this. First, Bingo has created a category of its own, causing the market leader to react. Its not far that we'll see Pepsico replicating all its variants. Secondly, look at Pepsico's strategy. Intentionally, it has launched it under Kurkure and not Lays - to ward off direct competition with a newbie like Bingo. This ensures that Bingo now fights 2 brands - both Lays and Kurkure - and Lays would like to retain its position as the most preferred chips. Even if people prefer Bingo, it can afford to forego Kurkure's market share, not the Lays brand. A masterstroke, I would say. To continue with the wars, Bingo now introduces 'International cream &amp;amp; onion' against the 'American cream &amp;amp; onion' (incidentally the variant that I am munching while writing this!). It has gained the strength to do that now. Take on Lays in its own forte, with people knowing the Bingo brand by now. It would be interesting how this war progresses over time.&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/25537678-5455331160739524796?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/5455331160739524796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=5455331160739524796&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/5455331160739524796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/5455331160739524796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2009/04/latest-warchips.html' title='The latest Warchips'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-4649649916009197898</id><published>2009-04-01T03:50:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-02T21:43:16.078+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google'/><title type='text'>From Inbox to inbox</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SdKZNaz3y6I/AAAAAAAAAwY/78ZPTQP8POY/s1600-h/GMail+inbox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 263px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SdKZNaz3y6I/AAAAAAAAAwY/78ZPTQP8POY/s320/GMail+inbox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319482565692214178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know its a wrong time to post on the blog, given that I have 2 end term tests today. But a small thing that I noted yesterday morning is running through my mind for a long time. If you have checked your Gmail Inbox carefully, the label is now inbox (with a small 'i'). And they have changed it everywhere today, starting from label, to page title, to all references in the interface, and even the references in the description of the Labs settings. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;though they coul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dn't change pictorial references :)&lt;/span&gt; ). Scoured the blogs to find no official/unofficial exp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lanation to it. Do you see it as an April Fool's hoax released a day earlier, so that people start talking about it? If it was something so carefully changed, Google has always broken the news on its official blogs, including changes in its favicon colours. Do let me know if you are aware of the reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Update: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It seems the change isn't visible on all accounts. Some of my friends still see the capital I. I have tried changing location, theme, switching over to the old version of email, but found a small i welcoming me everywhere :(. Finally, I checked the Gmail gadget on my iGoogle page, and it still shows a capital I (inspite of similar settings)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Update&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; 2: This April Fool's Day is a big letdown from Google. It has posted an obviously hoax feature called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.google.com/intl/en/landing/cadie/index.html"&gt;CADIE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; (Cognitive Autoheuristic Distributed-Intelligence Entity), an Artificial Intelligence research and blah blah, with images of a Panda cartoon shown its mascot. As if the name wasn't a giveaway by itself, the press release is date 31/3/09 11:59:59pm,it generally doesn't 'time' its releases, though it gives the date), its technical description uses too many scientific/psychology/physics/computer/jargonology jargons, the official &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://googleblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/cadie-awakens.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; (dated 1/4/09 12:01am) doesn't mention clearly what the 'CADIE' does, and its CADIE's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://cadiesingularity.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; is designed like a 5th grader's 'My first Web page - Hello World!'. They couldn't even use the Youtube channel effectively. Google had been improving on its hoaxes in the past, with atleast some amount of beleivable stuff and simple English (with typical Google terms). I am disappointed that this year's prank is not at all planned and seems to have been executed by a 5th grader! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I still wish the "inbox" change is a prank so that they can live up to their fans' expectations :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Update 3: Finally, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://blog.arhg.net/2009/04/gmails-mysterious-small-inbox-i.html"&gt;Andrew Girdwood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; came to the rescue! The small i is visible only if the language settings are English(UK). I changed it to English(US) and voila!, I see my Inbox intact! And people thought I was playing an April Fool's prank on them :)&lt;/span&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/25537678-4649649916009197898?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/4649649916009197898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=4649649916009197898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/4649649916009197898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/4649649916009197898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2009/04/from-inbox-to-inbox.html' title='From Inbox to inbox'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SdKZNaz3y6I/AAAAAAAAAwY/78ZPTQP8POY/s72-c/GMail+inbox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-6240830931234825957</id><published>2008-09-22T21:30:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-24T03:55:23.725+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>B-ing in the train</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am back on campus! Sitting on the same old bed, and with my noise-cancellation earphones bombarding me with 'Socha hain', I say to myself "Write On!" (and also mumble, 'Socha hain..XL mumbai se itna door kyun, grading relative hain kyun, competitions hain itne kyun, zindagi mein aaram kyun nahi, Socha hain ...). Just minutes ago, my friend - a mallu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;chetta (brother) - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;asked me to minimise the use of Hindi, for the benefit of my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mathrubhoomi&lt;/span&gt; TN and states around, but how could I sing a Hindi song with translation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cut to the scene on 20 Sep 9pm, when I wait for Howrah mail scheduled to arrive at 9.35pm at Kalyan station. A train called LTT-Howrah Dnyaneshwari express arrives at 9.15 and I start cribbing about Indian railways which schedules 2 trains to the same destination spaced 15 mins apart to my dad. The IR bashing continues with discussions about new trains to Amravati, open air platforms, mismanaged routes, and so on. The standard female voice (Mumbai suburban ki Ms.Ameen Sayani) announces on the speaker - "2809 down Howrah mail, platform kramaank 4 par thodi der mein aa rahi hain". i.e...arriving shortly on platform no 4.. (translating to save those few I-yam-southie-I-don't-know-Hindi-jee readers from running away). I enter the train, keep my bags with a BIG group of friends, (smiling to welcome me, as if I bought them goodies from California), wave goodbye to my parents and to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;aamchi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; (our) Mumbai and now the journey begins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;XLRI, 22 Sep : [for all those wondering why am I switching scenes, it is just to give it that Mani Ratnam's filmi-ishtyle &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;also to justify the randomness in the posts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; :)]&lt;/span&gt;. I see so many contest posters, PDFs and timelines being bombarded into my inbox - b-plan, papers, quizzes, case studies, and all other contests on earth (except for the likes of Indian &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Idle &lt;/span&gt;- where I would have undisputedly won). I drop my jaws looking at the prizes and the process for the final rounds - the chance to present in front of all the big names, that you have only read in pink papers (Hum rahe comic strips ke charrekters aur woh bijness page ke stars - Kaise ho payega inka milan?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howrah Mail, 21 Sep 10AM: I try my level best to wake up (or to be honest -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; to wake up), and the pantry guy comes in with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Khaana, order?'&lt;/span&gt;. After giving him the order, I wake up to find that there's no one selling coffee from the pantry. Everyone's going &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chai-chai&lt;/span&gt;yye. We stop one guy to ask 'Coffee kab aayega?'. He replies 'System bandh ho gaya'. We look at each other wondering "Is he a laid-off IT engineer talking about systems getting de-commissioned?". We get some coffee finally, with water and some drops of milk added to coffee powder, which satisfies me as much as the movie &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ashoka &lt;/span&gt;would have satisfied a SRK fan. Some long discussions among us, over the newspaper headlines and coverage (and including those channels which broadcast '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breaking-news: Great Khali ke baalon mein 167 dandruff mili&lt;/span&gt;') follow. After lunch, we watch 3 great movies from completely different genres - 21, Golmaal, and Duck Tales (we had occasional visitors forgetting their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;garma-garam-samose&lt;/span&gt; jobs and catching up with some entertainment - we were expecting some refund for this 'service' that we provided)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XLRI, 22 Sep 11PM: We have serious looks on our faces and discuss our likes, dislikes and don't cares for the summer internship process that is due soon on campus. 7 of us then get together to have a long discussion on a group assignment-cum-plan that we need to submit by tomorrow night, and disperse with not much progress, but atleast &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; headway. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Poora India bhi toh aisi hi chalta hain, thoda hi sahi, progress toh kar raha hain na&lt;/span&gt;?). We get back to our rooms and think of working on another b-plan too. 3 of us get together in my room, and  announce 'we will finish off &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some &lt;/span&gt;part of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some &lt;/span&gt;contest now' (Wow, how planned our meeting was). One of them dozes off in the middle, with an occasional 'Hmm..' to ensure that he is not physically assaulted by the two of us. We &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jala-ofy &lt;/span&gt;our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dimaag-ki-batti&lt;/span&gt; and come up with a few ideas, none of them 'exciting'. Then we think of ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howrah Mail, 22 Sep 1AM: "Plz get down. Berths 25 and 26 are ours", an old-aged guy shouts at me, waking me up from my tight sleep&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (happens to me everytime Rourkela arrives in the train that I am travelling). We somehow send him back to the other coach, that he had mistaken this for and then wonder why haven't we yet neared Jamshedpur (scheduled at 1.40). After a little 'research', we find out that we are 1 hour behind schedule. We sleep for some more time, wake up at 2.30, just to find that we are still running 2 hours late. Sleeping for some more time, we find out at 3.30 that it is still 20 minutes away. We keep ourselves awake for some time and realise that it is actually 1 more hour away. We give up, and get back to what we have mastered for 23 yrs of our life - sleep ! After an hour, seemingly, we were closer to Jamshedpur and get ready to reach the place that we all wanted to get into, 3 months back, but probably not that eager as of now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Disclaimer : The following idea is entirely fictional (actually, too stupid to be true) and bears no resemblance to the ideas that we discussed :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XLRI, 23 Sep 2AM: "Imagine such a situation. Why can't we have an electronic chip implanted in your brain, with which  you can control the time that you want to wake up. Think of all the pains that we have taken just to ensure that we do not miss the station. We could even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;diversify&lt;/span&gt; into selling the chips to all those b-school grads who crib for not being able to wake up for an 8.30AM class", I quip. An obvious reaction follows and all of us laugh at the extent of damage lack of sleep can do to you. We move from B-plan to the plan-B - close for the day . I plan to narrate the entire experience as today's post on my blog and start typing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an afterthought, I realise that I have to search a lot of things on the net for the assignments, but I am still writing this, and I put a screeching halt to the post.&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/25537678-6240830931234825957?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/6240830931234825957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=6240830931234825957&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/6240830931234825957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/6240830931234825957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2008/09/b-ing-in-train.html' title='B-ing in the train'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-2450906014457494663</id><published>2008-09-20T13:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-20T17:47:32.051+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strategy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google'/><title type='text'>Google's strategy - connecting the dots - II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Continuing from my &lt;a href="http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2008/09/google-connecting-dots-i.html"&gt;previous post&lt;/a&gt;, here I would delve upon, how these products/features impact Google and provide it an upper hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given that, it would improve its search quality, an obvious result would be increased number of advertisers. But more importantly, it gives them more media to explore. They can now provide context-sensitive ads over video and audio. Think of it, if some of the channels on youtube have advertisements, related to any product which may be spoken about in the video, users may not be that bugged at all. Anyways a similar experiment of providing video ads, on text web search is running currently. Video ads surely mean, much higher revenues as compared to the text ads that it currently features. It has also started extending its Ad platform to TV, by &lt;a href="http://news.cnet.com/8301-1023_3-10035881-93.html?part=rss&amp;amp;subj=news&amp;amp;tag=2547-1023_3-0-5"&gt;partnering &lt;/a&gt;with NBC among others, extending the media that it can earn revenues from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the highly awaited developments is in the desktop space, about Google's answer to Microsoft Office. It started off with an online version, and with Google Gears, it had made it available offline too. Now, there is a thin difference between keeping a document on my desktop and making it available over any other desktop. That too, without using any space over my disk. It will continuously be looking at exploiting the &lt;a href="http://googleblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/intelligent-cloud.html"&gt;cloud computing&lt;/a&gt; space, with other products too. What does Chrome bring in? I believe, that it is more of a desktop environment or the first step towards an office suite or even an OS rather than a browser. Bold statement?Yes, I too feel so. But, then what it is trying to do, is letting the users get used to the environment where there is nothing called online or offline. When it asks you to make an application shortcut, it makes you feel that Google Docs is an application. With Google Gears visible in the settings, the next obvious feature is to allow you, to edit it on your local machine, if you are offline. If online, publish it onto the cloud (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;though this feature is still available with Gears, I believe, it would extend it across products and applications over the web, in some form&lt;/span&gt;). The absense of all the toolbars and menubars from those windows, is exactly to make you feel so. You should never feel that you are in a browser. And with its own V8 scripting, it is giving itself that flexibility to use this prototype for future moves. There was a time when analysts were speculating a network OS from Google. With its focus on cloud computing, and all its products inching towards that, I don't feel it is an impossibility. (And, do not believe when Google says, we don't want to do it. They said the same for a browser)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer : Though many of you may be aware of these features and its consequences, it was meant to give a small insight into the bigger picture - "connecting the dots" as I call it. Also, many of these are personal inferences, and may not be an 'expert' view of the days to come :). Do let me know of any other products/service that you feel perfectly fits into its strategy and I missed it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: As an aside, check out how Google is desperately trying to increase usage of its App platform, through this &lt;a href="http://www.google.co.in/apps/gottheapptitude/index.html"&gt;contest &lt;/a&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Why did this no-nonsense post seriosly pop up? 2 reasons - a)To commemorate 10 years of Google b)To remain in-line with my description in 'about me' (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;look rightwards&lt;/span&gt;), which has been reminded by some of my readers (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and who, I assume, would appreciate the same in the comments section ;) &lt;/span&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/25537678-2450906014457494663?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/2450906014457494663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=2450906014457494663&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/2450906014457494663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/2450906014457494663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2008/09/google-connecting-dots-ii.html' title='Google&apos;s strategy - connecting the dots - II'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-8713129810883990232</id><published>2008-09-20T12:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-20T17:54:44.324+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strategy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google'/><title type='text'>Google's strategy - connecting the dots - I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Many of us have started using Google's new browser Chrome, being impressed by some of its features (which I still believe have been lifted from its rival browsers). But, what exactly is the story behind its investments into this already (seemingly) stable segment of browsers. I have been thinking of Google's strategic motives for long, and with the launch of new products and talks of few more, things are getting clearer. Let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start with its &lt;a href="http://www.google.co.in/intl/en/corporate/"&gt;mission &lt;/a&gt;"to organize the world's information and make it universally accessible and useful". Most of us wrote it off as simply a way to say 'better search'. But they have been restating with every product launch of getting closer to this mission. With Marissa Mayer ans Susan Wojcicki posting constantly on their blog, about the next 10 years for Google, its obvious that they are not sitting quiet. In her &lt;a href="http://googleblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/future-of-search.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;, Marissa speaks about how she would want the search engines to work upon the modes of search, media covered under them, personalization and language features to give a better user experience. When Google started with its &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/goog411/"&gt;GOOG-411&lt;/a&gt;, it was seen as a voice enabled search. But later &lt;a href="http://blogs.zdnet.com/Google/?p=852"&gt;they accepted &lt;/a&gt;that its a way to train its audio engines to recognize text withing audio. That learning may even have been incorporated in its &lt;a href="http://labs.google.com/gaudi"&gt;GAudi&lt;/a&gt;, audio indexing feature. Now, it has added features for you to overlap captions on Youtube videos. I'm sure this is again a way to train its video engines, to 'learn'. One of the features that I was expecting Google to launch was face recognition. And &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/support/bin/topic.py?topic=14605"&gt;here it is&lt;/a&gt;. This provides Google the power to train its algorithm to perfection (Anyone working on face recognition would agree that the larger the face base and the manual confirmation, the better would be the accuracy). Basically, it is employing YOU to check whether the algorithm is working fine or not. Not that their employees aren't trying. One of its &lt;a href="http://appft1.uspto.gov/netacgi/nph-Parser?Sect1=PTO1&amp;amp;Sect2=HITOFF&amp;amp;d=PG01&amp;amp;p=1&amp;amp;u=%2Fnetahtml%2FPTO%2Fsrchnum.html&amp;amp;r=1&amp;amp;f=G&amp;amp;l=50&amp;amp;s1=%2220080002893%22.PGNR.&amp;amp;OS=DN/20080002893&amp;amp;RS=DN/20080002893"&gt;patents &lt;/a&gt;talks about recognizing text directly in images, be it computer-generated or photographs (captured by its cameras for Street View) or a series of photographs (videos). Which means - given either an image, video or audio - and it has a way to find out information from it. Picture all of this put together. You give a search term,e.g.MacDonalds Mumbai. The search engine, of course can give you results from conventional text web(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not only English language. Google is improving its translation tool to expand the number of languages that it can search, so pages of most of the languages are still available to you&lt;/span&gt;). It can also do it for any piece of audio (probably a jingle), or video (any MacD ad) which mentions the phrase. Any image on a website or photograph from someone's public album or an photo present in Google Maps(an image of the outlet) which contains that text is returned to you.  For that matter, why should you even give a term. You could even give it some random image of a person whom you would wan't to find out (like the ones that we generally need in quizzes &amp;amp; puzzles) or some piece of audio, that you would want to know more about. I even believe that Google would have been working on the other facets of an audio, like distinguishing voices or finding out genres. May be useful, when you would want to find out who was the speaker in some speech that you have been hearing (or in the Indian context, which &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;raaga&lt;/span&gt; does a particular Carnatic song belongs to) - it's nothing but identifying patterns. Isn't all this 'organizing world's information'? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of course, analysts also spoke about extending it to barcodes, RFIDs and ISBNs and letting you know which product is available in which shops)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;With its development in the mobile space, and providing access to all the features on the modern-phones, it is making sure that you need not wait till you reach your computer or internet to get the information. With its Android powered phone, &lt;a href="http://linuxdevices.com/news/NS2572232163.html"&gt;Dream&lt;/a&gt;, launching just few days from now, it would want a better control of this &lt;a href="http://googleblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/future-of-mobile.html"&gt;all-important medium&lt;/a&gt;. Talking of personalization, there has already been a big hue and cry over the information that Google stores about its users. Using your past searches to find out whether you are wildlife enthusiast or a golf follower, would help its search engine to present appropriate results when you search for 'tiger US'. Similarly, given the location, especially, relevant for your mobile phone, it can provide you the local info accurately; when you say MacD, it would make sure that nearby outlets are presented to you. Isn't this "making info universally accessible and useful"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is about some of the obvious steps that it has taken in its homeground-search. For restraining the length of this post, I would be going ahead with its other revenue-centres in the next post.&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/25537678-8713129810883990232?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/8713129810883990232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=8713129810883990232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/8713129810883990232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/8713129810883990232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2008/09/google-connecting-dots-i.html' title='Google&apos;s strategy - connecting the dots - I'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-9214483461461783872</id><published>2008-09-19T02:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:02:15.201+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Like That'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>No matter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My mom always used to tell me, that if you feed a roadside cat with milk 7 days a week; it would end up outside our house on the 8th day, asking for more. Thinking about relevance of this story here? Arre, roz roz hum hi tumhara yendertainmentu (trying a lola-kutty accent this time) karenge kya? Ab toh post-less day ki aadat daal lo, hum XL bhi jaane wale wapis 4 dino mein. Fir toh, my posts would be inversely proportional to the frequency of quizzes in the class. [reader: kal hi toh AB se compare kar raha tha, aaj aa gaya aukaad pe?]. I justify my stand - visit his &lt;a href="http://bigb.bigadda.com/"&gt;blog &lt;/a&gt;today, fir kehna aake; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bade aaye muh uthaake, taana marne&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew! So much justification for not having any masala to write today. Countdown has started for my return to the college (ok, 'institute'), just like the countdown for Chandrayaan; the only difference being, I am not that eager for the countdown to end (and upar se, mere 'take-off' se poore Hindustan ko koi farak nahi padta). For those readers still wondering, "k&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aam ki baat toh kuch likhi nahi, pata nahi hum kyun aaye aaj&lt;/span&gt;" - kyun bhai, David Dhawan ki movie dekhte waqt to apna dimaag fridge mein thanda-thanda-cool-cool karne chhod jaate ho, isey bhi aisa hi 'light-weight' post samjho. Ok, for all those still unconvinced by so much of gyaan-bachan, here are some lines(to add some 'matter' to this post) that I penned sometime back. (Rapidex &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;saath leke baitha hoon - bahut dino baad ingreji mein likha hain. &lt;/span&gt;More Hindi poetry may follow in the coming days&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Strolling along the shore,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We watch the sun hide away from the golden sky&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;  As I match your steps,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And the waves kissing your feet, recede by,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Holding your hands,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Those precious moments that we were together,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lost into your gleamy eyes,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;With a promise to make it, A Walk to Remember&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aur ye tum log sirf visit count kyun badhate ho, kabhi comment bhi kar diya karo. (Ramesh Powar ho kya? Field pe aake wickets badhata hain, runs nahi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Shhh.. No questions about the 'you' in the lines above. You will get the same old reply - imaginary' ;).&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/25537678-9214483461461783872?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/9214483461461783872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=9214483461461783872&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/9214483461461783872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/9214483461461783872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-doesnt-have-any-matter.html' title='No matter'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-7686523137071407874</id><published>2008-09-18T00:54:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-20T18:28:27.155+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='XLRI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='XLife'/><title type='text'>The X-Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I haven't put a title to this post as I start writing this. I don't even know, what would I be writing after this sentence. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have started this post just like an under-prepared engineering student would attempt a 'Write short note on India's economic growth post-liberalisation' type questions, thinking "fatte hi toh maarne hain"). &lt;/span&gt;Agar Big B roz raat ko 1 baje apne &lt;a href="http://bigb.bigadda.com/"&gt;adde &lt;/a&gt;pe posht kar sakte hain, then mein bhi apne ilaake ka big S hoon (sans the french beard). Btw, I have realised (through my gaajar chabaane-wale jasoos) that my posts have been providing some solace to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mara-hua&lt;/span&gt; sense of humour of many of m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;y friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(with my own butter-naan-sense) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;who were being content till date with the campus jokes on few (un)popular guys/girls and others who thou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ght knock-knock jokes were the biggest blessings to mankind. These are those few occasions which provide exercise to those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://mandarkoolkarni.blogspot.com/2008/09/violent-me.html"&gt;brushed-twice-a-day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, still hatte-khatte (note the rhyme) teeth of my beloved readers. Ok, sorry for so much &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dindora-peetna,&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aajkal adverrtijement ka zamaana hain&lt;/span&gt;. As a sincere student of a marketing subject, I couldn't resist myself. [reader : huh, isse achha marketing aur publicity to Rakhi Sawant kar leti hain. Bada aaya !]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me share some of my experiences in the past 86 days @XL (for those who are counting from 13 Jun 2008 and finding it out to be 96 - abey, 10 da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ys toh Mumbai mein hoon na!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;[To lengthen the answer, an engineering student intentionally uses a figure/diagram/chart in his short-note :)]&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here it goes&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SNF46y9rGuI/AAAAAAAAAYE/dv3xhilxOro/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SNF46y9rGuI/AAAAAAAAAYE/dv3xhilxOro/s320/Image010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247107992371534562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hostel &lt;/span&gt;- One of the mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;st happe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; plac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;es on campus. Be it football, cricket, birthday bumps, night-outs, parties, 'dressing up' for photoshoots, those 'left-outsides' after an adventure camp  (XLers know :P), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aap-katar-mein-hain &lt;/span&gt;duologues for the washing machine (I sometimes feel - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ration se chaawal lene bhi itni fight nahi maarni padti hogi, jitna is machine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ke peeche daudte hain&lt;/span&gt;) and many more - our hostel corridors have seen it all. Talking of rooms, ultra-comfortable [;)]. Humein toh itni neend aati hain, that we feel we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; are enjoying an air-conditioned suite out there. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Waise toh&lt;/span&gt;, ek hectic din ke baad, hum toh 8:16 ki mumbai fast local ke darwaaze pe khade khade bhi so jayenge (only mumbaikars can understand the big deal in this joke). And yes, we end up spending more than half the time in some one else's room (you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gande dimaag&lt;/span&gt;! I meant spent "studying, working on an assignment, solving a case, discussing a concept, preparing for the exams" in our friend's room). Ok, I accept, some of them are (in)famous for being spotted in Girls' hostel, but that is also because, their project groups are allotted such &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(hehe..As if you are going to believe the previous sentence&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Food &lt;/span&gt;- You won't believe, the mess food is so good that I miss that now, and instead am keeping myself happy with the poor old &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ghar-ka-khana&lt;/span&gt;. (Ok, I told you beforehand - 'you wont believe'). But the food is not that bad either. On 2-3 days a week, we long for the dinners and have enough to keep us content for the next 2 days :). The rest of the days, we still have an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;edible &lt;/span&gt;variety of food. I can't tell you the entire menu, but there's one ingredient as critical  in the food as the tear drop, TBZ jewellery, or a king-size bungalow in an Ekta Kapoor serial - Potato!! Still wonder why, but the people in this part of the world love potatoes. (I  later realized why XL's very own band &lt;a href="http://xlkikudiyan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bodhi Tree&lt;/a&gt; had recorded a song called '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Too many potatoes'&lt;/span&gt; ) [Update (Thanks, Mandar!): Paneer is another such precious ingredient that makes its presence felt on most of the days, though it comes second to potato in attendance]. Some of us are loyalty-club wale customers of the canteens (we have 3 other  'paid' joints on campus) and dosa-wala, and end up skipping the mess now and then. God knows why? Talking of canteens, the snacks are available till 3AM, and you will find students  from all hostels arriving at all times to catch a bite of the-eternal-maggi (generic product-name for maggi/top-ramen - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ek aur marketing jargon de maara!&lt;/span&gt;) aloo-sandwich, paratha, mixture, bread-poha, and the like, to be gulped with  hot chai or thanda nimbu-paani.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(I am still analysing the arrival pattern to find the off-peak hours so that I can get my maggi quicker, and will conclude my research this term)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's a glimpse of the Life @ XL. Have much more to say about the course, faculty, students, extracurrics, outbound programmes, alumni, library, and loads of activities on campus. Of course, to avoid censorship from the 'stakeholders' and our media cell, (and  due to my wish to keep those &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;andar-ki-baat-hain&lt;/span&gt; memories to ourselves) I would not be 'revealing' any insider information or XL traditions to you all :) [you can't even buy the info &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;black mein&lt;/span&gt;, unless, of course, you are a media hot-shot [shot &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na bhi ho toh chalegi&lt;/span&gt; ;)] and the money that you offer contains more than 6 zeroes succeeding the 1st digit]. Coming soon, to a screen (laptop/desktop wala) near you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(The bell rings and the invigilator snatches the keyboard away from me. Yaad nahi  woh story, jisse start kiya tha - that example of an engineering short note? [Applause] Kya weave kiya hain story ko... [reader] Tu ek din Director zaroor banega - company ka nahi, film ka bhi nahi - roadside tamaashe ka.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/25537678-7686523137071407874?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/7686523137071407874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=7686523137071407874&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/7686523137071407874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/7686523137071407874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2008/09/x-life.html' title='The X-Life'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SNF46y9rGuI/AAAAAAAAAYE/dv3xhilxOro/s72-c/Image010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-4047919422191808097</id><published>2008-09-17T00:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-19T03:36:51.451+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About the Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google'/><title type='text'>Dissecting the reader (base)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't run away! I am not going to try a guinea-pig wala experiment on you, my dear reader (Kya mauka hain, apni female readers ko 'dear' bulane ka, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What an idea sir-jee. &lt;/span&gt;[Slap]. Ok 4.75 readers have closed this window after this sentence. (Yes, you are the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aakhri &lt;/span&gt;0.75-wale reader ! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jao, maze se band kar lo window ko&lt;/span&gt;). Coming to the point, the author as usual, played around with a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://analytics.google.com/"&gt;Google tool&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, to find out who were those merciful souls who visited this very blog, even when it was not being updated for so long (1 year+, to be precise. &lt;a href="http://venue4venu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vishy&lt;/a&gt; called this page, as a Moto Ad for 1 year! Hello Moto, you haven't paid me even then!! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Surprised! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haan, tumhare is nacheez-nakameez-battameez ke blog ko tumhare siva bhi koi padhta hain.&lt;/span&gt; Firstly, these are those curious readers, who visit many of my friends popular blogs, and because of lack of work (typical high-paying indian IT labourer) clicks on the right pane, which has a chottu-sa link and then, voila ! They land up here. Of course, they leave the page within 47 seconds, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;par aaye toh sahi&lt;/span&gt;. In the same group lie, all those &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bechare &lt;/span&gt;readers, who see the link on my mails, orkut profile or &lt;a href="http://www.pagalguy.com/forum/members/seshadri13-141659.html"&gt;pagalguy &lt;/a&gt;posts, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;galti-se &lt;/span&gt;commit the crime of clicking it, thinking that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;link daala hain toh kuch achha likha hoga. &lt;/span&gt;Of course, they would have been as disappointed as those bookies who put their money on Bangalore Royal Challengers before IPL started. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dikhaawe pe na jao, apni akal lagao). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But the most surprising part is the second lot&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;(Ok, if you consider the faithful direct visitors as the second lot, let's talk about the third lot)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;The search engines have been sending visitors to the blog, when some of these innocently punch in the keywords of their needs. Try digesting this - The keyword &lt;a href="http://www.google.co.in/search?hl=en&amp;amp;q=great+thoughts+in+hindi&amp;amp;btnG=Search&amp;amp;meta="&gt;great thoughts in hindi&lt;/a&gt; has sent in a total of around 25 visitors onto this blog&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;And the reason is simple - A relevant (??) &lt;a href="http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2007/01/some-hindi-musings.html"&gt;post &lt;/a&gt;is the FIRST result on google for this keyword.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[reader's reaction : What? @%#&amp;amp;# &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ye sunne se pehle mere kaan fat kyun nahi gaye&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; [author's dedication speech :- I would like to thank Google, my family, my laptop, paperwala, doodhwala, the 'imaginary' girl, train's motormen, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;chunnu, munnu, pappu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;....]. There are many such keywords which have featured on Google's page 1 results and helped the cause. (To be featured soon on 'World's worst shocking moments - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;captured on camera').  Not just that, even the visitors are spending a good amount of time on the blog (which, I hope is spent reading) [actual reader experience on that day : Opens the blog. Goes away talking to his GF/BF/both/none/can't say on the phone for a looong time. Comes back to the desk. Utters "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ohho, ye @&amp;amp;#%^ site kisne khol diya&lt;/span&gt;" and closes the window]. Some of the keywords puzzle me too, and would have puzzled even the visitors (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chalo, kahin toh hum dono ke vichaar mile&lt;/span&gt;) like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;'unfair means vesit&lt;/span&gt;' [my college] (does it really mean?), '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;my thoughts and beliefs&lt;/span&gt;' and '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;my thoughts about me in hindi&lt;/span&gt;' (how the user would have thought I could help him with HIS thoughts. They spent an average of 13 minutes wondering how the post related to their search), '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;hindi twisted shayaries&lt;/span&gt;' (hindi translation - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shayari ka gala marodna&lt;/span&gt;), '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;why blog poem&lt;/span&gt;' (indirect way of asking me "Why do you blog your poems?" - he knows I will check the keywords sometime), '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;some hindi shars&lt;/span&gt;' [sic] (second result here too, below a site on Indian share market), '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;anandh seshadri microsoft&lt;/span&gt;' (thank you anand, whoever you are, I am stealing your friends! ), '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;belief, noun&lt;/span&gt;' (Am I so reliable? OED would hire me soon !!), '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;banaya wall tiles&lt;/span&gt;' (!?!), '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;the disappearance +seshadri&lt;/span&gt;' (so anxious, after a post-less year?) and many more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of course, there were some really cool keywords, that reinforced my motivation to continue blogging, which include - '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;abdul kalam inspirational stories', 'superb shayaries'&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sorry reader, for letting you down), &lt;/span&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;motorola sharper than ever', 'are beliefs facts?', 'narayana murthy's speech at nyu'&lt;/span&gt;, and similar 421 more keywords. Of course, if you search many of these now,  you may not even see this blog on the first 2 pages, but, they would have been higher at SOME point of time, and that's why the visits (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Disclaimer to clarify that I'm not lying :P). &lt;/span&gt;Anyways, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bahut&lt;/span&gt; analysis done (I feel like the Aaj Tak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vishesh &lt;/span&gt;reporter analysing why mantri-ji ka kutta is scratching his back at a 16 degree angle), let me catch some fifty winks now (25% extra &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sone wala hoon na&lt;/span&gt;, isliye the extra 10 winks). Hope to come up with some good posts (added as my new year resolution #21597), now that some people are actually wanting to read these posts. Till then, Happy reading, dear! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[Slap-kick-Slap]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-4047919422191808097?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/4047919422191808097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=4047919422191808097&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/4047919422191808097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/4047919422191808097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2008/09/dissecting-reader-base.html' title='Dissecting the reader (base)'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-7285404525171614434</id><published>2008-09-16T02:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-16T04:11:10.132+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='XLRI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Beta returns</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kyun bhaai, hamesha &lt;/span&gt;Mummy Returns&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; hi hona chahiye kya?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Couldn't think of a worse title than this&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Of course, the other cliched "I'm back" could have been there, but then our dear reader would have thought it was inspired by our 'Monty is back' tagline for Karzzz(lots of snores follow). &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Isse badi gaali kya ho sakti hain&lt;/span&gt; - being inspired by HR (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;arre, not the XLRI-asia's-best-wala HR), this is apna topiwala HR). &lt;/span&gt;Ok, before the your mouse pointer moves closer to the Close button on this window, let me get to the post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Your friend (that's me!) is now pursuing his Yem-Bee&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;Yay (MBA, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in a Rajini accent&lt;/span&gt;) in Bijness Management(BM) from XLRI, Jamshedpur. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for those who know tamil, avan yembi&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yembi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;padikkiraan&lt;/span&gt;). And has completed one term of academics (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;results not yet out, so there's still time for being 1/6th of an MBA).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Being in one of the most prestigious institutes is an experience by itself, and very difficult to put it in words (But I would still &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;apni-jaan-pe-khel-ke&lt;/span&gt; post my experiences in the next few days). For now, I'm back to Mumbai, enjoying my term-break with lots of sleep and lots of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;khaana &lt;/span&gt;intermittently, like my unforgettable  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;berozgaari-wale din.[writer is &lt;the style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/the&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;humming 'jaane kahan... gaye woh din...']. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And, finally, I find some time to catch up with my friends (from a pre-historic era of dd-mm-yy &lt;= 12-Jun-08), who were happy to find me alive, after all those 3-second ping-u-later responses from me for these 3 months. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;(Some even mailed google to find out, whether they have any auto-respond features added to gtalk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Ok, before the reader concludes that I was on Big Boss 2 for half the duration, let me post answers to some of the FAQs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Q: How was Life@XL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A: Awesome. You don't get to have a respectable time to sleep. Food is not your priority. You are constantly demeaned by your 'relative' performance as compared to those top-wale-toppers (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;How I wish sometimes that I had many relatives in XL, so that my relative grading would improve). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You regret that you said 'call-you-later' even to your mom calling you after 2 days. You start doubting whether not being an engineer would have helped (this is just a joke, added to make the size of the list&gt;3). And most of all, you are tired of all those you-are-2-years-IT-workex-guy? looks, as if I were one amongst those robots in I-robot, who just would have the barcode differing from others. But to sum it up in one word, (like Barney of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/how_i_met_your_mother/"&gt;How I Met your Mother&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; would put it), it was LegeND-Ary (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;capitalized words to be stressed on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. For those, who feel that this is some kind of cognitive dissonance (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yes, I am doing somewhat good in the Organizational Behavior course!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, you would have to wait for my next few posts that would describe THE experience. (So much to keep the audience glued. I would be hired by Star News to make ads for their '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;dekhiye aaj raat nau baje' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;crime stories).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Q: How do I prepare for the entrance tests?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A: I would want to share my secret recipe for success - 1) Pray to God, before, after and during the exams. 2) Make sure, you send the applications at the correct time, so that your hall ticket number adds up to your lucky number. 3) Scare the maximum amount of test-takers by whichever means possible, so that their bad performance boosts your percentile. OK, on a serious note, I didn't do any of these (except point 1, which probably is the only reason why I am here). There's only a few things that I can tell you over this post. Like, make sure, you take as many mock tests as possible at regular intervals and analyse your performance thoroughly (analysis is a detailed discussion in itself; to cut it short, it is just to find out the best way possible to attempt that paper, and to find gaps with the way you solved them). If you have found where you go wrong, then you can set it right within days. Have confidence in your abilities - it is not just the aptitude, it is the attitude that matters too. I believe the only major task in these entrance test, is to identify the right questions. If you are taking more time to solve a section, then you have chosen the wrong set of questions (unless, of course, you are grossly under-prepared). Even with an average preparation, these two tips would help you easily reach the mid-90 percentiles (atleast I could get that!). Practise would take you a little closer to your dream institutes. Of course, there are many ifs and buts. But, as companies usually say about appraisals and promotions, 'they would be taken on a case-by-case basis'. I may still not be the right person to dole out all this gyaan to you, as I have not even taken so much pain as so many others have done, to get here. (I sometimes feel, my luck would even win me a Sikkim super-lotto; given the extent to which it has helped me till date). But still,I hope these pointers are of some use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways, its 3.53AM as of now, and I'm still wide awake (how I whine about not getting sleep due to acads, and I am awake even without them). So let me end this post for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ye the samachar aaj tak, intezaar kijiye kal tak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.FULL ISSHTOP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;full style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/full&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;full style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/full&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-7285404525171614434?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/7285404525171614434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=7285404525171614434&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/7285404525171614434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/7285404525171614434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2008/09/beta-returns.html' title='Beta returns'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-6958630879112123262</id><published>2007-08-30T00:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-16T12:48:16.975+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phones'/><title type='text'>Sharper than ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello Moto....For all those, who have seen the new Motorola RAZR2 (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;or do they call it V8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;/9?), this phrase is identifiable. I am not a Moto enthusiast (for that matter neither am I of Nokia or Sony Ericcson, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;humein kisine brand ambassador/fiat/maruti banaya hi nahi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;), but the Razr series has fascinated me (and my bro) since its launch. Even the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.motorola.com/consumer/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=8dbe5e1a6abdb010VgnVCM1000008206b00aRCRD&amp;amp;show=productHome"&gt;earliest version&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; was ultra-slim (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Aur log kehte hain-Seshadri hi patla hain..) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and the m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ost distinctive phone in its class. There was a time, when just holding a Razr in one's hands used to feel heavenly (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;nearly so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It used to evoke a sense of status,style,attitude all packed in one. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I never believe any commodity decides your quality - being the owner of Nokia 331&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;5- but the Razr made me think otherwise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;). It was not the perfect phone (given that it used to have just a 1.3 meg camera), but then, surely no one could beat its design. Following it, were other Motos like the Krzrs and Slvrs which were again, the sleekest in their classs. I was (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and I am, even now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;) almost convinced that Motorola is the only company that can pack so much of hardware in such a slim phone. Though Nokia followed re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cently with the N75, it appears to me like a me-too phone, the sole purpose being, showing off its design capabilities (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Nokia says 'Art meets intelligence'..s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hould I say - 'Nokia meets Motorola'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;?). Though Sony Ericsson's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.sonyericsson.com/spg.jsp?cc=in&amp;amp;lc=en&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;ver=4000&amp;amp;template=pip1&amp;amp;zone=pp&amp;amp;pid=10653"&gt;W880i&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; is even thinner (9.4mm), a Razr is a Razr, afterall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But now, here comes the newest member of the series- &lt;a href="http://www.motorola.com/razr2"&gt;Razr2&lt;/a&gt;. Sleeker.Smarter.Stronger. That's what Moto calls it.Not a BIG change since the previous Razrs. But few features distinguish it like the thickness(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thinness?&lt;/span&gt;) of 11.9mm, 2 meg camera, large external display with keys, and many such. The best part that I have noticed in Razr2 is the disappearance of the bulge at the bottom of the Razr, which used to be present in earlier Razrs (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and was not so aligned with the phone's sleek looks&lt;/span&gt;). This makes the phone completely flat and gives it a more stylish look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9dTkg0tpI/AAAAAAAAAWM/KlTT5VG_yyo/s1600-h/MotoRazrV3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9dTkg0tpI/AAAAAAAAAWM/KlTT5VG_yyo/s400/MotoRazrV3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246514681710163602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just days back, Motorola has launched an TV commercial (part of its global 'The Eye for Sharp' campaign) for the Razr2 (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in India, that is&lt;/span&gt;), and to say that it's superb would be an understatement. It shows a guy and a gal fighting each other (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tearing their clothes, too&lt;/span&gt;), using their Razrs like swords. The best part is when in the end of the ad, the guy throws the Razr and it sticks to the wall like a knife. Brilliant idea, superlative execution. It puts forth the idea of a 'sharp' Razr without even saying it. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The outdoor ads carry forward this idea, too&lt;/span&gt;). I am yet to find out the agency, do tell me who it is, if you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: As you have noticed, this post purely speaks of Razr2's design and is not a complete review (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that's why all's positive about it&lt;/span&gt;). Catch the review by ZDNet &lt;a href="http://review.zdnet.com/cell-phones/motorola-razr2-v9-at/4505-6454_16-32452794.html?tag=ut"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-6958630879112123262?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/6958630879112123262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=6958630879112123262&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/6958630879112123262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/6958630879112123262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2007/08/sharper-than-ever.html' title='Sharper than ever'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9dTkg0tpI/AAAAAAAAAWM/KlTT5VG_yyo/s72-c/MotoRazrV3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-6775915098978117136</id><published>2007-08-03T23:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-04T00:35:39.202+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Har title kuch kehta hain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The title is not to publicise any paint company's tagline, but just a better way to say 'I couldn't find a title for this one'. This post is, by the way, going to be much different than the ones that you have read till now; you will shortly know why. All those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This seems like addressing everyone in a theatre screening Aap ka surroor in the 4th week) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;waiting for a long time for a post, here it is !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nothing much was running through my mind the past few days (months:(..), except for random thoughts about posts like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Social obligation of CEOs, The great Indian education rejig, &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bahut kuch aur (Of course, main-aur-meri-tanhai wale &lt;/span&gt;poems&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt; But then, I couldnt write them long enough for a post to happen. As far as 'happenings' are concerned, one BIG thing that happened was my annual appraisal. Firstly, ladies and gentlemen, Seshadri is now a 'confirmed' employee of TCS (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not such a big thing, it's just a formality of completing one year(it took a few days more due to some 'unavoidable&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reasons&lt;/span&gt;). But, more of a news is me getting a 'more than satisfactory' rating (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for those who are unaware, these are the annual marksheets for modern-day employees). &lt;/span&gt;I am not revealing the exact rating, because - I am NOT supposed to!! (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tumhe toh pata hi hain, I never break the rules :)...&lt;/span&gt;As far as my thoughts on this event are concerned, I feel it is one of the first big achievements in my life, and has made me feel ecstatic. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On my way to the &lt;a href="http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2006/08/rose-garden.html"&gt;rose garden&lt;/a&gt;..?).&lt;/span&gt; All thanks also to my leads, (ML and PL), whom I have started holding in high esteem just like an MBA holds &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;erill &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ynch or a Maharashtrian holds &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/P._L._Deshpande"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;u &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;. But there here comes the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kahaani mein twist. &lt;/span&gt;I am still to get an 'official' notification of my revised salary (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aakhir paapi pet ka sawaal hain&lt;/span&gt;) due to -again- 'unavoidable' reasons. So, now I am in a similar situation like the small investors in the Indian market, who know for sure that 15,500 is good enough for Sensex, but don't know about what will happen to their money in the next few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, the 'Mumbai' rains are here!!! Again, the same old &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;train-kahaan-tak-ja-raha-hain &lt;/span&gt;fears, cold shivers after a drenched day, jammed cellphone networks, cancelled weekend plans, everything is back in true Mumbaiya ishtyle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of course, besides all this, CAT forms are out. So the D-day (or the C-day?) for me is nearing - 106 days, 9 hours, 35 minutes, to be precise. I don't want to come back this Sunday from my mock test saying the same thing -'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Agli baar zyaada prep karke aaonga and will surely get a better percentile'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, before I forget, the difference you see in the tone of this post is simply because it has been inspired by my brother's new &lt;a href="http://parthandparcel.blogspot.com/2007/08/me-myself-and-harry-ana-puttars.html"&gt;blog post&lt;/a&gt;, (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which in turn, is inspired probably from &lt;a href="http://garambhejafry.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;So all you folks wanting some time pash shtuff from a smart guy, &lt;a href="http://parthandparcel.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;idhar jaiye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. (Psst..partha - I am done, now my payment is due :) )&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-6775915098978117136?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/6775915098978117136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=6775915098978117136&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/6775915098978117136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/6775915098978117136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2007/08/har-title-kuch-kehta-hain.html' title='Har title kuch kehta hain'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-1355253678575842198</id><published>2007-05-29T23:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-30T00:31:36.129+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Role Models'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Learnings'/><title type='text'>"Life's lessons learnt" - Murthy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I recently read about &lt;a href="http://w4.stern.nyu.edu/events/graduation07.cfm?doc_id=7226"&gt;N.R.Narayana Murthy's speech&lt;/a&gt; at the Precommencement ceremony at the prestigious NYU Stern University. A man of great stature, he mentions in the speech, some of his past experiences acted as turning points in his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The first incident he quotes, is in 1968, when during his post-graduation at IIT Kanpur (as a Control Theory student), he met a US-based computer scientist, who discussed new developments in the field. The discussion generated so much interest in Murthy that he went to the library, referred some papers and came out of the library determined to study Computer science. It was just this chance event (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as he refers&lt;/span&gt;) because of which he chose Computer science as his career (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and which gave us one of the finest IT companies in India&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The second experience that he recounts is during his brief stopover at Nis (bordered Yugoslavia and Bulgaria). He boarded a train in the night, with only another boy and a girl as company. The girl started criticizing the communist Bulgarian government, which resulted in the boy summoning the local police. Murthy was held captive in a 8x8 room with no food for more than 72 hours. He was later taken to Istanbul and released "..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because he was from a friendly country called India..", &lt;/span&gt;he recalls. This incident transformed the young man (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who was earlier a leftist by thought&lt;/span&gt;) into a compassionate capitalist. He realised that entrepreneurship, resulting in large scale job creation was the only way to eradicate poverty. &lt;a href="http://www.infosys.com/"&gt;Infosys&lt;/a&gt; was eventually founded with this very motive in mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The next significant day that he speaks of is in 1990, when the seven founders of Infosys met in Bangalore to decide upon a possible sale for $1 million! When everyone, except Murthy, almost reached a consensus, Murthy spoke passionately of their 9-year old journey. He offered others to buy out their stakes, if they felt appropriate to sell off. That changed their thinking, and today, we find the company having more than $3 bn in revenues!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The final event that Murthy mentions is when one of his big clients (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he has mentioned in another interview earlier that it was GE)&lt;/span&gt;, talked to multiple vendors regarding a project and put in harsh terms (and unfair price) before them. Given the fact that it accounted for 25% of Infy's revenues then, it would have been difficult to say no. But Murthy took the call and made it clear that it would not be possible for Infy to service them effectively. This, eventually brought about a risk-mitigation strategy into Infosys to stabilize revenues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Through these examples, Murthy summarises the lessons learnt in his life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Learning from experience&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/i&gt;Be it failure or success, it is important to look back and learn what went wrong and what could have been done better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Power of chance events&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/i&gt;Chance events, as he says, play an important role in one's life. But more importantly, how we respond to them decides the tapping of such opportunities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mindset&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;He distinguishes between a fixed mindset (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;avoid challenges, learning&lt;/span&gt;) and growth mindset (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;embrace challenges and learn from criticism&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Self-knowledge&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;Greater awareness about oneself and belief in one's abilities, clubbed with humility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To end the speech, he reminds that we are all merely temporary custodians of wealth, be it financial, emotional or intellectual, and the ultimate goal is to share it with those less fortunate - "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To sow the seeds for trees, whose fruits you may not even be able to see&lt;/span&gt;". This message from one of my &lt;a href="http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2006/04/jewels-of-india.html"&gt;idols&lt;/a&gt;, will not only enlighten the Stern grads, but kindle the thought process in the Indian youth, as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-1355253678575842198?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/1355253678575842198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=1355253678575842198&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/1355253678575842198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/1355253678575842198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2007/05/lifes-lessons-learnt-murthy.html' title='&quot;Life&apos;s lessons learnt&quot; - Murthy'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-8565279511957511845</id><published>2007-05-03T00:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-03T00:35:20.814+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Learnings'/><title type='text'>It's not just a song - It's a thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Yesterday being a holiday, I was busy doing my 'usual' task of browsing through all the music channels for some good music. A new song, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.mtvindia.com/mtv/music/features/07/04/agnee/index.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sadho Re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, from a band called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Agnee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; suddenly caught my attention. From the music, I could make out it was a typical 'Indian Ocean' kind-of song. But then, the video was even more convincing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://mfile.akamai.com/8903/wmv/mtvasia.download.akamai.com/8903/mtvindia/video/misc/Agnee.asx"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MediaPlayer streaming link&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;), shot in an Indian pilgrim city(probably Varanasi) shows, a small girl, touring around a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;mela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, grabbing her father's hand. Suddenly, another poor kid grabs her toy and runs away. The girl runs behind her, but is unable to catch hold of her. Now, she raises her head to look at the diverse kind of people present at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;mela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; She now starts realizing the fact that she is lost in the crowd. In the next frame, a man throws some food on the ground and four poor kids fight on the road to get hold of it. The girl's expression says it all at this moment. She can't understand, why anyone needs to fight for food. Someone knocks off the ice-cream she held, but she is still motionless. She later starts crying and walks in search of her father. The video ends with the members of the band taking her to her father and an ecstatic smile on her face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But more than the video, the interpretation that I guessed, disturbed me very much. Did the director/band try to portray the universal truth from the innocent eyes of the young girl. Picture this: Every one of us is smiling and care-free in the happier times of our life. The moment we happen to lose any of our closest possessions, we engage in an endless chase for it. If we fail to find it, we retard, tired and helpless. But then, when we look at the world around us, we find so much pain and suffering; that our loss seems to be miniscule. We start realizing, the ordeals, others have to go through, for even a grain of food. We feel that all our possessions are just namesake and are no more than ornamental. And at this dividing line of the world and the self, we find ourselves helpless. But, most of the time, this realization is momentary, only till we return to the material world. The big divide of the whole world no longer makes sense to us, as we embrace our new-found happiness in objects of desire. And this is what the song probably means, when it says, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ye murdon ka gaanv..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Surely, songs like these-though may not be part of popular trend (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;should I say Himesh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;), are very much thought-provoking. Reminds me of the lines from Indian Ocean's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bharam Bhaap Ke - "Jang ka rang sunehra samjha, Lekin baad mein gehra samjha. Janga ka rang toh kaala re..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-8565279511957511845?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/8565279511957511845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=8565279511957511845&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/8565279511957511845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/8565279511957511845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-not-just-song-its-thought.html' title='It&apos;s not just a song - It&apos;s a thought'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-2979566740258861250</id><published>2007-05-01T01:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-01T01:54:24.490+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Sweet dreams..</title><content type='html'>Just to let you know that&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I have not digressed into writing only the below-mentioned kind of poems :). This one always reminds me of one of my sweetest dreams, after which I would never want to wake up that morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see a thousand colours painting the sky,&lt;br /&gt;The sun hiding at the horizon, pleasing my eye,&lt;br /&gt;Feel a cool breeze, and roses, my hands running through,&lt;br /&gt;To live this dream forever, I want to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-2979566740258861250?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/2979566740258861250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=2979566740258861250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/2979566740258861250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/2979566740258861250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2007/04/sweet-dreams.html' title='Sweet dreams..'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-1174556822301512471</id><published>2007-05-01T00:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-01T01:25:49.248+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Meri kalam se...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the absence of posts for a long time, I think you would have understood the importance I attach to reader requests, by not continuing on the tech-blog lines. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh! how much pain it was, to resist my fingers from typing so many significant tech-news that I read these days..) &lt;/span&gt;But, on the insistence of some of my close friends, I began writing some more Hindi four-liners. Only that this time these were with a 'different' purpose. Here, I have some lines with an 'imaginary&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;'virtual, pseudo, whatever you may wish to call it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;person in the context..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My imagination running wild, on the day Mumbai faced pleasant blink-and-you-miss-showers  last month or so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Yeh thandi hawa jaane kahaan se chali hain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;        Mitti ki ye khushboo, dil ko choo gayi hain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;        Baraste boondo se chehre pe nami hain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;        Jannat hain ye, bas tumhari kami hain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And when the train stops till eternity (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;or so it seems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;) on an almost-empty station, I could think of nothing but this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;        Aaj in nazron ko dekhkar, ye mehsoos hua,&lt;br /&gt;        Waqt tham jaaye, to koi gham nahi.&lt;br /&gt;        Is muskurate chehre ko dekhkar ye mehsoos hua,&lt;br /&gt;        Dil ka dhadakna ruk jaaye, to koi gham nahi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And one more, local train-window seat setting-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;an ideal scenario for a person like me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;        Woh zulfe teri, aur woh nigaahen nazar aati hain,&lt;br /&gt;        Chehak si hansin kaanon mein bas jaati hain.&lt;br /&gt;        Jaanun har kadam, pehchaanta hoon har aahat,&lt;br /&gt;        Jab dhadkanein meri tez ho jaati hain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let's give a poetic end to it (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;or should I ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Har raat yehi sochta hoon,&lt;br /&gt;        Aankhen band kar, tumhe yaad karta hoon.&lt;br /&gt;        Aur usi yaad mein jo do shabd gun-gunaata hoon,&lt;br /&gt;        Duniya mein ek shayar kehlaata hoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just a request...Please do not compare it with all the great Hindi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shayaries&lt;/span&gt; that you have heard till date. And, if you have read the first 3 lines of this post, you will never ask me about the reason for these lines. Or so, I assume..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS: &lt;/span&gt;Whoever got the idea of me contributing to a book [&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hehe..haha..I didn't start this&lt;/span&gt; :)], only I can understand how difficult it is, to maintain readership of even a simple blog like this. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look at the kind of posts I have resorted to&lt;/span&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/25537678-1174556822301512471?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/1174556822301512471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=1174556822301512471&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/1174556822301512471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/1174556822301512471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2007/04/meri-kalam-se.html' title='Meri kalam se...'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-4039834519109473906</id><published>2007-04-07T00:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-07T01:42:57.988+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Microsoft'/><title type='text'>M(SFT) for Mobile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Firstly, with some of my posts being inclined to a certain company (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will NOT take its name in this post !&lt;/span&gt;), and people doubtful about the purpose [:)], its time to clarify. I actually spread my interests in technology mainly to the internet and allied services. Primarily, I am involved in techno-GAMY (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dont search for definitions of this term..this is coined by me for my own convenience&lt;/span&gt;) - that is an eye for the big four - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;_____, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;pple, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;icrosoft, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ahoo. So hear goes another technology story for you...(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;though I regret the delay in bringing this story to you&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First, Microsoft &lt;a href="http://arstechnica.com/news.ars/post/20070327-microsoft-spins-off-zenzui-mobile-browser.html"&gt;spun off&lt;/a&gt; a mobile service as a separate venture, 10 days a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;go, called &lt;a href="http://www.zenzui.com/"&gt;Zenzui&lt;/a&gt;, which, till then was a Research effort by it. Zenzui is a new way of surfing the web on the mobile phone. It involves a personalised grid of - what MS calls - 'til&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;es'. Each tile represents a thumbnail representation of a particular service or a website. Users c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;an n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;vigate through the tiles by using the thumb. Zoom in by simple tapping the tile. Though curre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ntly it offers a grid of 4 tiles (with feeds from predefined partners), I assume the gr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;id size and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/RhapQaGVv5I/AAAAAAAAABc/WcjTJcFYrXc/s1600-h/zenzui.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/RhapQaGVv5I/AAAAAAAAABc/WcjTJcFYrXc/s320/zenzui.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050410131491504018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; content should be customisable in the future. What is even more interesting is its &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r12eUXJNbl8"&gt;promotio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r12eUXJNbl8"&gt;nal video&lt;/a&gt;, which almost gives a feeling that the technology is meant for high-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;end phones or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; PDAs. It's just a matter of time to see whether people would accept this as an equivalent of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; the iPhone navigation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Another technology that MS &lt;a href="http://arstechnica.com/news.ars/post/20070329-microsoft-unveils-deepfish-a-new-approach-to-mobile-web-browsing.html"&gt;unveiled&lt;/a&gt; shortly after this is the &lt;a href="http://labs.live.com/deepfish/default.aspx"&gt;Deepfish&lt;/a&gt;, (still in Live Labs), which is again a new mobile browsing experience. Deepfish will make browsing on the mobile phone, similar to the desktop, it says. That is possible because it would load the entire web page, but in a bandwidth-friendly low resolution version on the mobile phone. The user can navigate to the section he wants, through the use of joystick, and zoom in on the section. It would load a full version of that part only. This would mean, website developers would not have to create a separate low graphic version. All this is possible through the use of server-side technology and a light-weight client. More still, it provides features like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;standard link navigation, simple form submission, client caching and bookmarking. Though it is still not complete in terms of advanced features like AJAX, the later versions should probably support them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Though both these services are very different in terms of their motives and the technology, it clearly shows how important the mobile app market has become for all the big players.&lt;/span&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/25537678-4039834519109473906?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/4039834519109473906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=4039834519109473906&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/4039834519109473906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/4039834519109473906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2007/04/dial-msft-for-mobile.html' title='M(SFT) for Mobile'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/RhapQaGVv5I/AAAAAAAAABc/WcjTJcFYrXc/s72-c/zenzui.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-1277065066105230980</id><published>2007-03-24T00:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-16T12:56:07.355+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google'/><title type='text'>A personal touch to Google</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can you imagine getting the feel of a beach while you are searching? And obviously, when I say search, I mean Google(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;though I wished not to make this a 'Google' Blog, but for these innovations !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;). Google, had introduced the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.google.com/ig"&gt;Personalized Google home page &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;long back, on which you could have RSS feeds from hundreds of sites. And as days went by, a growing number of sites, dealing with varied topics, started being available for such feeds. So, this page has become a one-stop update for many people like me. My current homepage includes feeds ranging from the usual Times of India to word/quote of the day to my regular dose of technology news from multiple sites. Of course, a smart move by having tabbed page, thus helping us organizing it better.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 20th of this month, Google added one more &lt;a href="http://googleblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/personality-goes-long-way.html"&gt;interesting feature&lt;/a&gt; to it - themes! The banner of my home page can now contain images depending on various themes, which currently include only six - city, teahouse, winter scene, sky, beach and bus stop. And to add to this, the banner changes its appearance depending on the time of the day, so that you are in the mood, always! Here's my Google home page's technology tab, with beach as the current theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9eaR1vlxI/AAAAAAAAAWc/yWQIWF26qlo/s1600-h/Google+Personalized.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9eaR1vlxI/AAAAAAAAAWc/yWQIWF26qlo/s400/Google+Personalized.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246515896468346642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, there's always a Googley twist to it. According to tech observers, Google has put in some kind of tweaks in the code(e.g here's the &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/ig/skins/sweetdreams.xml"&gt;Sweet Dreams xml&lt;/a&gt;), which results in the banner changing its appearance everyday at 3.14 AM (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remember pi !!&lt;/span&gt;). And that too, is different for each of the themes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the UFOs that appear in the City Scape and the Pi appearing in Sweet Dreams themes.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Though I have tried setting my local time to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3.14 am, I have not yet encountered this hidden images :( &lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9e1HsugbI/AAAAAAAAAWk/z4nlgiKLAmc/s1600-h/CityScape_Sweet+Dreams.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9e1HsugbI/AAAAAAAAAWk/z4nlgiKLAmc/s320/CityScape_Sweet+Dreams.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246516357602640306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's not all, Google is asking its users to suggest many more themes &lt;a href="http://groups.google.com/group/Google_Web_Search_Help-Personalizing/topics"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, so that it can provide other themes in the future. And I assume in the near future, it will also allow users to upload their own images in their homepage. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't stop imagining my face beside the famous Google logo!&lt;/span&gt;). So now you know where to head, when you want a search engine that knows your mood..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-1277065066105230980?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/1277065066105230980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=1277065066105230980&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/1277065066105230980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/1277065066105230980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2007/03/searching-on-beach.html' title='A personal touch to Google'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9eaR1vlxI/AAAAAAAAAWc/yWQIWF26qlo/s72-c/Google+Personalized.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-417815420772534916</id><published>2007-03-09T01:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-10T00:40:28.652+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Microsoft'/><title type='text'>Cats, Dogs &amp; Microsoft !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;While following the news about &lt;a href="http://research.microsoft.com/default.aspx"&gt;Microsoft's TechFest 2007&lt;/a&gt;, which focusses many of its innovations, I came across a peculiar service. Called &lt;a href="http://www.asirra.com/"&gt;Asirra&lt;/a&gt; (Animal Species Image Recognition for Restricting Access) , it basically plans to provide a service wherein humans would be distinguished from robots by asking the user to identify whether the image is that of a cat or a dog ! Surprising, isn't it? This challenge is often called the CAPTCHA (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Completely Automated Public Turing test to tell Computers and Humans Apart). And is very important these days to make sure that automated programs are not filling up forms or posting stuff on your website.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Currently such a distinction is established using images, with garbled/corrupted letters that have to be typed in by the user. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Remember all those times when you have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/RfBo7N7Zs0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/oEhGRQQWu38/s1600-h/hip-example.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039643349587964738" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/RfBo7N7Zs0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/oEhGRQQWu38/s200/hip-example.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;een asked to do so on creation of email IDs or when posting on so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;me blogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;?). These are being widely used in websites but as Microsoft says are "Unfortunately, such challenges can be difficult and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; frustrating for people, yet are often easily solved by computers".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, the solution ,it says, lies in asking users to identify whether a photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; (a 'real' photo courtesy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.petfinder.com/"&gt;PetFinder.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;) is that of a cat or d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;og. According to Microsoft, "This task difficult for computers, but our user studies have shown that people can accomplish it quickly and accurately. Many even think it's fun!". And then, it will also show an 'Adopt Me!' link below each&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/RfBtGt7Zs1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/vBenU2gr7KE/s1600-h/Asirra+dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039647945202971474" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/RfBtGt7Zs1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/vBenU2gr7KE/s200/Asirra+dog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; image, which will support PetFinder's mission of finding home for these animals. And Microsoft aims to provide this as a service to website owners for identification on their website.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just tried the test on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Asirra's website, which had 12 images of cats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;/d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ogs and 2 out of four times it flashed 'You are a bot!', because I identified one photo wrongly. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;This was because the pic was a long distance shot and it was very difficult to identify the hairy animal in that small pic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;). Only time will tell how effective, fun (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and less frustrating !!&lt;/span&gt;) this system is for the visitors. Lets hope we see many cute puppies &amp; kitten everyday on websites !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Images courtesy : www.asirra.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-417815420772534916?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/417815420772534916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=417815420772534916&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/417815420772534916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/417815420772534916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2007/03/cats-and-dogs.html' title='Cats, Dogs &amp; Microsoft !'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/RfBo7N7Zs0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/oEhGRQQWu38/s72-c/hip-example.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-2326046861823844205</id><published>2007-03-05T00:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-05T01:10:27.415+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Keeping me busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last week and days before that, I was a little (did I say little?) busy with my work. Just completed a task this week and felt a little satisfied (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;being the 'Employee of the month' in my project could also be a reason :)&lt;/span&gt;). But nowadays, I am far more busy at home with the online puzzles as part of Transcend (the fest at Symbiosis). And I am solving the &lt;a href="http://sibm.net/404notfound/index.php"&gt;404 Not Found&lt;/a&gt;, just like that. For those who have been through Klueless 1 and &lt;a href="http://www.iimi-iris.com/iris-2006/irising/klueless/index.asp"&gt;Klueless 2&lt;/a&gt; (part of IIM-I's Iris), its almost exactly similar to the Klueless. Equally challenging. Equally involving. And equally frustrating! Just try it out, if you find time that is. Because once you start it, you may never want to leave the PC until you finish the last level. And if you ever get stuck at some level, you may realize why I call it frustrating. Lotsa brain-scratching moments ahead.. And yes, don't blame me if you manage to sneak in just 5 hrs of sleep after hours at the computer (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like me&lt;/span&gt;!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PS: You may also try out the 'original' Klueless. But, in both the cases, dont ever think of completing the puzzle without the game's blogs.&lt;/span&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/25537678-2326046861823844205?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/2326046861823844205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=2326046861823844205&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/2326046861823844205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/2326046861823844205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2007/03/keeping-me-busy.html' title='Keeping me busy'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-3098148689174943732</id><published>2007-03-03T20:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-03T22:09:48.670+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Learnings'/><title type='text'>Dreams never die</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After many days, I took some time off to listen to many songs that I used to cherish last year and earlier. And in my playlist was also the inspiring &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aashayen (Iqbal)&lt;/span&gt;. Those lines are really very inspiring and when Shaan says &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Ab mushkil nahin kuch bhi ..&lt;/span&gt;', it sets my mind into the thinking mode. "Can determination really drive a person towards his goals, inspite of the unsurmountable challenges?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As if to answer my question, the Times of India carried an article today about how &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dreams never die&lt;/span&gt;. It mentions the story of a paan-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wallah&lt;/span&gt; Birbal Chaurasia, who fled away from his village 30 years ago with Rs.180 in his pocket and set up shop outside the Indian Express building in Delhi. Earning very little from his paan-shop, he used to prepare pickles and home-made drinks and ensured his daughters got Rs.10 for their bus fare. Last month, his elder daughter became a Chartered Accountant and his younger daughter is about to complete cost accountancy in a year. Surprising? Inspiring? It should be. We have seen many of our friends trying hard for completing the CA exams and cribbing about it being 'one-of-the-most-difficult' exams ever. GIven the fact that we have much of the resources and luxury to help us achieve our ambitions, many of us still falter in our path, and take pride in 'putting up an average show'. Think of all the cases where we hear of physically challenged people earning success in their fields. And still we talk about the many 'challenges', because of which we fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I read of cases like Chaurasia's, I am reassured that determination is the most important thing (and in many cases, the only thing) that will help us out in reaching out to the stars. When you hear him say "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I understood (on interacting with women journalists) that progress is linked to education. Which is why I decided to educate my teo daughters along with my son...Without education, women cannot be self-reliant and take independent decisions&lt;/span&gt;", you may never realise that this paan-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wallah&lt;/span&gt; is a class VIII dropout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-3098148689174943732?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/3098148689174943732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=3098148689174943732&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/3098148689174943732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/3098148689174943732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2007/03/dreams-never-die.html' title='Dreams never die'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-3953177062353775809</id><published>2007-02-17T11:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-17T11:51:09.099+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google'/><title type='text'>Brin-ning with success</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No.It's not a typo. Its just to associate success with the co-founder of Google, Sergey Brin, who has been featured by the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momentmag.com/Exclusive/2007/2007-02/200702-BrinFeature.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Moment magazine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All of you may probably be knowing how much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2006/04/googled.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am fascinated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; by Google, not only for the variety of its product releases, but the speed at which it has grown and the huge risks that it is ready to take. And, not surprisingly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://money.cnn.com/galleries/2007/fortune/0701/gallery.bestcos/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fortune Magazine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; has rated it as 'The Best Company to Work for' in the United States for in this year's survey. As it mentions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Our new No. 1 sets the standard for Silicon Valley: free meals, swimming spa, and free doctors onsite. Engineers can spend 20% of time on independent projects...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Only time will tell how far this company will go in fulfilling its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.co.in/intl/en/corporate/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; "&lt;em&gt;To organize the world's information and make it universally accessible and useful.&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PS: The PC at my place is up and running (&lt;em&gt;and the first thing I did was, obviously, visit &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;www.google.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; !!&lt;/em&gt;), so you can expect more frequent posts on my blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-3953177062353775809?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/3953177062353775809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=3953177062353775809&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/3953177062353775809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/3953177062353775809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2007/02/brin-ning-with-success.html' title='Brin-ning with success'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-7325588113152821183</id><published>2007-02-03T15:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-03T15:32:12.435+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VESIT'/><title type='text'>A Tribute to KGB Sir..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our beloved Prof.K.G.Balakrishnan (Head of Dept, IT, VESIT) passed away last month. It is a very big loss to all the students of VESIT and more importantly to the institution. When I came to know of the sad news, I was in a state of shock and could not digest the fact that the very professor whom we used to hold in high esteem is no more with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had mixed experiences with Sir. Though there were some moments when we did not agree with his style of teaching; the truth is that everyone respected the vast knowledge that he had about diverse fields. I still remember the time when only the three of us, me, Smidth and Ruta attended one of his Computer Simulation &amp;amp; Modelling lectures in the lab. There are some very distinct incidents that I remember of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;His style of teaching was totally different than what we student perceived of a &lt;em&gt;regular&lt;/em&gt; teacher. His lecture was based more on the concepts and their usefulness in real-life rather than just text-book reading, I even had a one-to-one chat with him asking him why he used this approach and that one reason, the students were unwilling to pay attention was this. But the reply that he gave still echoes in my ears - "I am not here to just let you clear the Mumbai Univ exams. The problems are there in the text-book. I am here to help you formulate the real life problems into equations that you can solve further. I am here you let you understand what simulation actually is.". Though not totally convinced by this answer, I was impressed by his emphasis on concepts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The other thing that every one of us would remember is the number of times he used to ask 'Why?' in the class. For every little topic, he would pose five different questions and ask 'Why? Think about it. Let me know the answer.' And all his questions used to roll over to the next day. He said "Simulation is all about questions. If you come up with more questions, you understand the problem better. Your job is just to identify which questions to ask." One of his questions used to be 'Why do you think auto rickshaws are not allowed to ply within Mumbai limits?'. For long we didn't understand the relevance of this question to the subject, but later he answered it himself. "The traffic will move at the pace of the slowest vehicle. This is similar to any queuing problem. A single bottleneck may slow down the entire queue. You identfy that and optimise it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's sad that the Almighty chose to deprive us of such a knowledgeable person, who, in a real sense, was a mentor for many. And when I ask the Almighty the question 'Why?', I haven't received an answer ....&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/25537678-7325588113152821183?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/7325588113152821183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=7325588113152821183&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/7325588113152821183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/7325588113152821183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2007/02/tribute-to-kgb-sir.html' title='A Tribute to KGB Sir..'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-98457715707048008</id><published>2007-01-07T21:17:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-05T01:37:56.274+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Some Hindi musings..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I have got a very good team with me at my work and my dear colleague &lt;a href="http://illusionarytruth.blogspot.com/"&gt;Muktesh&lt;/a&gt; is a very good poet. He converses (and pens,too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; largely in pure Hindi which unknowigly makes me 'think' in hindi sometimes. These are some four-liners that originated in the same local train musings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sapne toh hazaaron dekhta hoon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Unhe paane ka honsla rakhta hoon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Par agar ek bhi toot jaaye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Toh ujale mein dhund ki tarah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Unhe sama mein kahi kho deta hoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;One of my other colleagues remarked that, i always laugh, make fun of everything and am not serious about anything. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;can't believe it, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;). This is what I have to say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kisi ki muskaan dekhkar hans deta hoon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sannaate mein aankhen nam kar leta hoon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Meri bhavnayein nahin;yeh toh bas ek aaina hain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Zindagi mein bas ek parchai banke rah jaata hoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And being entangled in code and deadlines (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;though I love it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;), I felt something like..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeh raat, raat nahin; andhere ka saaya lagti hain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Subah,subah nahin; kiranon ka ghera lagti hain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kya jeena ise kehte hain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeh zindagi toh ek toota khilona lagti hain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had some more, but will post them later. These are anyways in a very raw form and I feel may work against increasing the readership!!(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;PS: If you feel that this kind of poetry is worth spending a few minutes, do look over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/search/label/Poetry"&gt;all of them&lt;/a&gt; (including many English poems) and comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-98457715707048008?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/98457715707048008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=98457715707048008&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/98457715707048008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/98457715707048008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2007/01/some-hindi-musings.html' title='Some Hindi musings..'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-7611679307190005472</id><published>2006-12-30T18:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-30T19:08:12.821+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>The quest ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm back again!! No loong reasaons..I was just veryyy busy with my work, and my PC too is still dead. Lotsa thoughts running through my mind these days..Just get very little time to 'document' it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(software lingo :) ). &lt;/span&gt;My creative half takes over at 10pm on my way back in the local trains...This one (ya! I know it will seem very amateurish..), was the result of one such quick attempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I went on a quest that other day,&lt;br /&gt;In search of that dear face.&lt;br /&gt;Dying to see that beautiful smile,&lt;br /&gt;To feel that glint in the eye.&lt;br /&gt;To hear that heartening giggle,&lt;br /&gt;To wipe that occasional tear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went far and wide,&lt;br /&gt;Walked all the streets I know.&lt;br /&gt;Met my dearest friends,&lt;br /&gt;Scoured the oldest mails.&lt;br /&gt;Recalled my sweetest memories,&lt;br /&gt;Sung that melodious song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of my long quest,&lt;br /&gt;When I rest my feet.&lt;br /&gt;I realise how futile the journey is,&lt;br /&gt;As I rest my mind in thoughtless state.&lt;br /&gt;He's waiting for me with open arms,&lt;br /&gt;At this very place all along.&lt;br /&gt;And when I close my eyes and look within,&lt;br /&gt;I find my priceless treasure -  the real "me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't know how you would have found it. But,anyways, I plan to return to my earlier mode this new year.(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if time permits,that is ;)&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-7611679307190005472?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/7611679307190005472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=7611679307190005472&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/7611679307190005472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/7611679307190005472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2006/12/quest.html' title='The quest ...'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-115678773801588550</id><published>2006-08-28T23:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-28T23:25:50.286+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>My sweet memories ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Somehow I wanted to sum up my whole Bhubaneswar experience in this poem at the end of my ILP. But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;even then I may have left out many incidents, which may find a mention in some posts later. Many &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;of the phrases used here are typical of the ILP-ians (some are even specific to the AFG core &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;committee!!) and others may not comprehend it..Sorry,but couldnt complete the poem without them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;I came here to this unknown place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Leaving my home and friends behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;I was sure of taking nothing back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Not even some sweet memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;The first day I met so many friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;With jokes and laughter all day long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Our stories, fears, and targets we shared,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;It seemed as if, it we had been friends all along,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;But now I have nothing of these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Except the sweet memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Waiting for the D slots,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Presenting the finance/marketing sessions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Enjoying the manchurians and custards at lunch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Banging our heads at our laptops,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I do nothing of these,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;All that is left is the sweet memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;The bargains with the rickshaw-wallahs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Our weekly 'trips' to Big Bazaar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;The orders for the Smokin' Joes pizzas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;And our live-with-nature mascots-insects,frogs &amp; cows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I miss all of these,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;And am left with only sweet memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;The superb carvings at the Konark temple,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;The violent beach at Puri,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;The famous(&amp; hard to approach) Lord Jagannath-ji,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;And the tan to top it all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Where will I find all of these?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Except in my sweet memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;The huge and scenic Chilika Lake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;The dolphins showing up now and then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;The sand blowing at me on the Seamouth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;The serene and superb (wallpaper) beach,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;How short-lived were all of these,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;They live only in my memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;The reticent kids at the tribal school,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;And the smart ones at the SOS village,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;The white marble of Kalinga's Dhauli stupa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;And the numerous temples at Lingaraj,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Will I again get to see all of these?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Besides in my sweet memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;The B9!,B9! shouts and the antaksharis,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;The 1 Lakh plans seen everywhere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;The all-new (!!) experience at the dance party,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;And the esteemed (&amp; steamed) Aaltu Faltu Group-AFG,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;I cant forget any of these,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;I preserve these sweet memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Life moves on, as they say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Not such a great loss this may be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;But then one phase of life, it surely was,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;And forever with me are my sweet memories...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-115678773801588550?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/115678773801588550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=115678773801588550&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/115678773801588550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/115678773801588550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-sweet-memories_28.html' title='My sweet memories ...'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-115661534579634224</id><published>2006-08-26T23:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-26T23:32:25.800+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>The Rose Garden (II)...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Please read the first part of the poem in the earlier post. I actually thought the poem ended with the earlier part. But then on another significant day in Bhubaneswar, I continued it with these lines...It may seem boring because of the redundancy, but then it was still important for me to write this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;I couldn't forget that beauty; that sight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;I planted a rose at my place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hoping I would have that experience,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;That joy, in a few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;I waited there each day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;With hopes running through my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;But later,I forgot to water that seed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;And even nature was not so kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;There it lay unseen,unknown,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;For days, yearning for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;But I couldn't care even a bit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh! How stupid I could be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;TOday, I went to see it bloom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hoping a beautiful welcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;But then, the rose wasnt there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Only thorns I found some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;The same pain,the same gloom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Dark clouds over me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Tears flowed down my eyes again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Life is still a failure for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know what the future holds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;I may still win some day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;But now, the wait is not yet over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;The real garden is still far away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-115661534579634224?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/115661534579634224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=115661534579634224&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/115661534579634224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/115661534579634224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2006/08/rose-garden-ii.html' title='The Rose Garden (II)...'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-115661523330055177</id><published>2006-08-26T22:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-26T23:30:35.280+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>The Rose Garden ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wrote the following lines in Bhubaneswar after a significant day.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking on this long road&lt;br /&gt;Here is where I finally arrive.&lt;br /&gt;The 'rose garden' is what they say,&lt;br /&gt;Not just flowers, but fully alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw lilies on the way,&lt;br /&gt;On the golden daffodils I did stare.&lt;br /&gt;They called out to me all along,&lt;br /&gt;But for those voices I didnt care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the time I waited for&lt;br /&gt;Roses all around,pink yellow and red.&lt;br /&gt;The sight I could have never dreamt of,&lt;br /&gt;Words i could have never said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked one of them, so lovely it was,&lt;br /&gt;For a moment my heart brimmed with joy.&lt;br /&gt;But then, the nasty thorn pricked me hard,&lt;br /&gt;I cried with pain; it hurt me,O boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held that precious beauty still in my hand,&lt;br /&gt;As blood oozed out of me.&lt;br /&gt;My fingers felt those gentle petals,&lt;br /&gt;But only the hurt thumb I did see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A smile on my face, no longer than a blink,&lt;br /&gt;Tears filled my eyes as I felt pain terribly.&lt;br /&gt;Not at all what I wished!&lt;br /&gt;The garden seemed so gloomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked away from the place,&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at the fallen rose on the way.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the wait is not yet over,&lt;br /&gt;The real garden is still far away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-115661523330055177?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/115661523330055177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=115661523330055177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/115661523330055177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/115661523330055177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2006/08/rose-garden.html' title='The Rose Garden ...'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-115416704593139671</id><published>2006-07-29T15:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-29T15:27:25.950+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I'm still here !!</title><content type='html'>Reporting from Bhubaneswar,Orissa: Welcome back after a loong time..(if you are still following my blog). Me got an internet access after a long time, and a good speed that is. There are so many things to write about, but the headlines -  Me joining Mumbai on 28 August. Waiting to see the Mumbai crowd, the local trains, the vada pav, and my Home sweet Home.. Not that I'm not enjoying the ILP here- the time pass sessions, the superb labs, the duplex villas, the not-so-good food, the live-with-nature feeling with insects and cows all around you...(i know, its neither a climax nor an anti climax..). But the thing that I enjoyed the most are the trips to the Sun temple, Konark, the Puri temple, the Puri beach and the enchanting Chilka lake and the beach nearby. I never imagined there could have been such a lovely place in India. I will probably describe all these later, when I get a longer internet slot. By the way, I have to start my project work today, which is the most tedious part of the training. So the post ends here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-115416704593139671?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/115416704593139671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=115416704593139671&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/115416704593139671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/115416704593139671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m still here !!'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-114968056347503383</id><published>2006-06-07T17:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-07T17:12:43.490+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The clock is ticking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Firstly..it's too long since my last post..all those &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(yes..all of you two :)&lt;/span&gt;) who have been waiting for a post, here I present it. There are reasons though, for being away for such a long time.(5 days after the exams!). This is a period where I am still to figure out how to continue with my life. Last few months have not been those happy moments of the end of college life that I expected.(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from which I learnt:Do NOT 'expect' anything!&lt;/span&gt;). And even in the last few days, I couldn't think of anything I would like to share with you. My brain has just gone blank. I sit down with a pen, and the poems which were overflowing once have disappeared into the air. Don't know why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of course, one of the reasons may be the vcn (yes my vacation is now compressed-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bad joke no!!&lt;/span&gt;). Just 20 days and so much to do - sleep,sleep,sleep,st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;are,think on a non-topic,watch TV, watch the world cup from all camera angles,etc,etcetera,et al,and so on. Besides all this, I also thought of utilizing this vacation for some 'contructive' work, put my technical skills to use (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as I mentioned in my earlier post, my project is still 'incomplete'&lt;/span&gt;), bring out some thought provoking ideas into my blog, some good verses, and spare some time for a self-appraisal exercise. Oh! Forgot to mention hanging out with friends(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;though I do that very rarely!!&lt;/span&gt;) and chit-chatting at relatives' place. I wanted to devote some time for my new-found interest in books(and surprisingly I have succeeded in starting one) and continue with my pursuit of following the happenings in the IT industry (specifically, the internet). To add to all this, my employer wants me to 'be acquainted with UNIX'(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which I have worked with for only 2 months or so&lt;/span&gt;) before I join the training. Having realised earlier that I would 'fit in' well in the management environment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and also being disappointed with no calls for M.Tech!&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and pledging to work full-fledged in the vacation towards that target, now I find even that option shoved for the next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the result, I still am not able to sort the above list and am working on whichever I think of, at that instant.(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And 'the instant' for this post came only today!&lt;/span&gt;)...Hope I complete atleast 75% of the above list in the coming days, so that I am more relaxed and satisfied (with myself) in Bhubaneswar(btw, I am off to Bhub on 22nd for my training)...The clock is ticking. . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-114968056347503383?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/114968056347503383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=114968056347503383&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114968056347503383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114968056347503383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2006/06/clock-is-ticking.html' title='The clock is ticking'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-114673806523139839</id><published>2006-05-04T15:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-04T15:53:27.886+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soooon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now that my prep leave has started, and I am (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;supposedly&lt;/span&gt;) engrossed in preparing for one last semester, this blog cannot be updated every now and then. More thoughts (and hopefully poems) will return in June..(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I should not even have got time to post this..I have so much to do; but you know how I am, the laziest guy in the PL&lt;/span&gt;). All those who wanted to read some more stuff (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hello..anybody listening..&lt;/span&gt;), why don't you do some studying now? Atleast you'll score a li'l better...:)..Btw, thank you for being so kind..my hit counter has crossed 200 within 20 days..&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/25537678-114673806523139839?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/114673806523139839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=114673806523139839&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114673806523139839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114673806523139839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2006/05/coming-soooon.html' title='Coming Soooon'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-114641041811734866</id><published>2006-04-30T20:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-02T14:48:23.926+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Learnings'/><title type='text'>Sweet nothings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;NO..I am not talking about those sweet nothings that take place between..ahem..a couple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;[i am the least experienced in that domain :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;], but those which should not be treated as nothings. I am speaking about those words which are left unspoken, under the notion that they should be conveyed without saying -'Thank you', 'Please' and 'Sorry'. One of my friends sent me an article where a management thinker says, "A good leader should not be hesitant in using these three words". I believe, for that matter, no team member should be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are very few people, I have found, who 'say' these words when needed. We are generally under the belief that, if you thank a person, you are demeaning his help or distancing himself from you.(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Friends-do-not-thank attitude..&lt;/span&gt;). Similarly, we feel that the other person is bound to perform the task given to him and you don't need to 'request' him for that. Or they think, "I will be embarassed if I apologise". Worse still, there are people who can never think of using these words with their juniors (in whatever sense). But we forget one basic point. We ourselves will like to be thanked for our good work. Then why wont others? Yes, these words are motivational, but they shouldn't be used for that purpose. That's just a by-product. The crux is, when in doubt, say it. We should not assume that the other person will 'understand' our feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I learnt about the importance of the need to express, I tried to cultivate this habit myself. Once, when I was part of the society in my college, we needed some documents to be xeroxed. But then, all of us were busy and I had to ask a (non-organizer) junior to get it done. It was during our break, and I myself knew how boring the task was (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;given that we were on the 4th floor!!&lt;/span&gt;). But then he did the job within 10 mins. When he returned, I said "Thank you for getting it done." He smiled and that expressed everything he felt. It actually worked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are also people who take it to the other extreme. They thank people for EVERYTHING, whether appropriate or not. We need not be so generous with our words. Then, the real feelings will get subdued and its importance suppressed. People may not realise, when you mean it and when you do not. It would be the case of the boy who yelled 'Wolf! Wolf!' all the time. When you actually mean it, people will ignore it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When you feel grateful, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank&lt;/span&gt;. When you are at fault, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Apologise&lt;/span&gt;. When you want some one to help, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;request&lt;/span&gt;. And by the way, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; for reading this post. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sorry&lt;/span&gt;, if you felt this was a waste of time. And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt;, do post your comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-114641041811734866?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/114641041811734866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=114641041811734866&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114641041811734866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114641041811734866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2006/04/sweet-nothings.html' title='Sweet nothings'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-114639610862514394</id><published>2006-04-30T15:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-30T16:51:48.636+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Learnings'/><title type='text'>Where there is a will ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know the title sounds cliche, but..it's true! Now that I am done with my vivas, I wanted to tell you stories about how I trembled during all of them, but, then that would have been the same old story. But, one important incident during these was when, during my project demo, the external examiner remarked "You have done only this much of implementation? You could have done more...".And then, I was immersed into thoughts the whole evening. Could I have actually done more? If yes, why didn't I do it in the first place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We always talk about capability and willingness, going hand-in-hand to achieve any result. And, if we are not able to succeed, we simply say-"I was not capable..". Worse still, I have seen people, who doubt their capability even before they start.(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I myself do it sometimes! :)&lt;/span&gt; )..So how far does 'will' let us push our capabilities to the limits? Atleast in my life, I have found many experiences where I could have done much better had I pushed myself hard..(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I seem to be a loser, don't I?&lt;/span&gt;). But the realisation after some very crucial incidents of my life (the IIT-JEE, the GATE, my extra-curriculars..) actually point to the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The difference between the winners and the 'others' (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yes,I do hate to call myself a loser!!&lt;/span&gt;), is that drive to win. That lack of motivation, that absence of focus-on-the-goal attitude, is what we suffer from. There have been tens of instances where, I know, only because of a person's never-say-die spirit, has he been able to complete his task. Even a highly capable man easily gives up, if he does not set his eyes at the target. And there are always lots of excuses, in terms of short-term objectives, to account for the failure. But then, one who desperately wants to achieve can even learn the most difficult skills in order to win. The only capability then, is the 'desire'. That's why, I feel, companies sometimes openly reject the distinction-holders for the willing first-class-ers when they look out for employees.(the academic %age in no ways determines the skills, but then, it's just an example).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, does it mean that, even if you are the least skilled but highly 'willed', you can win? Probably not. Because, everything is bound by time. You can, of course, learn the skills, but it will surely take you time, which may prove costlier than the other person's lack of will. Which means, you need 'some' capability, but that's not the only thing. If you are not interested in the task itself, it's obvious that even the best of your capabilities are not useful. I know, there are some who believe, it is easier to instill that willingness in skilled people, than to wait for others to learn. But, I feel the inverse of it to be true. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Atleast in my case :)&lt;/span&gt;. So the next time onwards, I hope my projects be 'completely' completed on time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-114639610862514394?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/114639610862514394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=114639610862514394&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114639610862514394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114639610862514394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2006/04/where-there-is-will.html' title='Where there is a will ..'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-114537563435464460</id><published>2006-04-18T21:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-18T21:23:54.370+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>A tear to shed ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My friend Vishwanath remarked that some of my poems were 'unselfish' in nature. On the contrary, almost every one revolved around me (such a selfish soul I am!!). So I thought of writing something besides my own life. (btw i have also changed my mind since none of the earlier ones achieved their 'secondary' motives). Did I ever care to think beyond 'my' life. I do it daily, but then this care is just momentary..Here's how I felt on hearing about the recent Meerut accident, claiming 10s of lives and injuring hundreds...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Do I not have a tear to shed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;For these ailing bodies, for these dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;The corpses, uncared for, lie here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Charred to death and mourned by their dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Children clinging to their mother's chest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;They do not know, in total peace she now rests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Wives call out their dear's names&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Little they know he is already one with the flames.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Why has this happened to them, I ask the Almighty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;You have punished not one, but fifty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;They may have been sinners in the past You say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;But such a cruel fate they met; was this a price to pay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;But even in this moment of grief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;The leaders mock their death; I'm in utter disbelief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;The dead have to fight even for column space,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Coz stars make headlines, being jailed for 3 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;My heart cried for them, it was in utter pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;But it was just for a moment; and thus in vain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Life moves on and I may not care. But I still ask myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Do I not have a tear to shed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-114537563435464460?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/114537563435464460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=114537563435464460&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114537563435464460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114537563435464460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2006/04/tear-to-shed.html' title='A tear to shed ...'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-114500930128032943</id><published>2006-04-14T15:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-14T15:40:54.656+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Learnings'/><title type='text'>Fare (space) Well</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As it would have been obvious, when everyone around me has only one thing in their minds - the Farewell; how could it not be a part of my blog.. The day, when we bid each other good-bye. The day where we wish to enjoy every second to the max. The day we wish to be remembered throughout our life. But, typical to my reflective (or call it insane) mind, I have some more thoughts on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The farewell at some other places that I observed, had been just a day. A day of blazers and kurtas. Of make-ups and jewellery. Of perfumes and glittering sarees. Of cameras and snapshots. But then, I fear that behind all this glitter, the real essence should not take a backstage. ( I know it does not, but then I just fear...).Speaking of photographs, I still wonder, why do they hold so much significance, when they can't capture memories, emotions, feelings or events. Yes, they are a way to represent all of these, but then it's a snapshot. Even a video is a series of snapshots. More important than these are the actual incidents that take place before this snapshot, and no camera can capture these. I don't deny that photos are associated with valued memories, but then, without remembering the actual memories, the photos, by themselves are nothing. You can't capture, what happened 4 years ago, by taking a pic now. I know again, that I am being too cynical, but life's like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is similar to the debate of whether 'ends justify means', or whether 'a project is more important than the product itself'. And as known universally, both are important. One without the other is useless. Someone remarked the other day that this day marks a celebration of the 4 long years that we have spent together. But then, is this day representative of the 4 yrs? Or is it that if one does not celebrate this day, he wishes to forget those moments of togetherness of the past? Have we ever thought of celebrating when leave this country for 'greener pastures' with EVERY single soul who has been a part of our lives.(yes, you do have a party with selective presence, but, does that mean that you have forgotten those who are not part of it?). Or do we even think of a celebration when we leave this world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is also important, as I mentioned, not to be selective in enjoying this moment of 'togetherness'. I distinctly remember the day, when a person remarked this week that 'fortunately, this was the last lecture' of a senior prof. Yes, we did not 'enjoy' his lectures much, but does it mean that all those that we 'celebrate' with, have been 'good' all the times? Or there has been not a single moment of bitterness in the past? But, on this day, we learn to 'forgive and forget', albeit selectively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These comments may give an impression that I do not appreciate this celebration (and probably this reasons my absence), which is totally untrue. Just that,we must celebrate it in the right spirit, understand the importance of it and most importantly, remember that this does not 'represent' those pleasant memories. It just marks an end of these good (and bad) times, temporarily. And before we bid each other farewell, I wish all of us, in our future endeavours (including the short term target-the exams), 'fare well'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-114500930128032943?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/114500930128032943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=114500930128032943&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114500930128032943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114500930128032943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2006/04/fare-space-well.html' title='Fare (space) Well'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-114495370106804281</id><published>2006-04-14T00:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-14T00:11:41.086+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Learnings'/><title type='text'>Opinions. Beliefs. Facts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;( The post references the reader as 'you'; it may seem to be a 'lesson' or a 'lecture', but then I couldn't put it in a better way. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;opinion&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;noun&lt;/span&gt; view held as probable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;belief&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;noun&lt;/span&gt; what one accepts as true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fact&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;noun&lt;/span&gt; thing known to exist as true or reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know I (as a non-GRE student) can't precisely spell out which one is 'stronger' and things like that, but then I have somewhat undestood how to differentiate between them. Rather, more importantly, we need to know why to differentiate these. Everyone holds an opinion about almost everything; when his opinion grows stronger, he starts believing in it; and if his beliefs are proven (by earlier-know facts, of course), then his belief transforms into a fact. People 'give; opinions, 'express' beliefs and 'state' facts. That's why it is essential not to mix up the three. I have found people being affected by others' opinions or adapting to others' beliefs. I believe (note the verb), that we must accept others' opinions; think over their beliefs; and adapt ourselves to the facts. Remember that facts are universal and do not need an 'adjective' (his/their) even in English usage, which simply proves the difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some say that if you don't care for others' opinions, then you are arrogant or egoistic. But then, you should just listen to them, analyse them and then try to find out whether the opinion is valid (even before thinking about their usefulness). Similarly, beliefs are also to be thought about, more rigorously and then taken into consideration. But facts are facts. Beliefs can become facts, only after they are proven, by logically reasoning it out. 'A theorem is a fact, but only after if it has valid proof'. But remember any wrong assumption can prove the whole theorem wrong. If you yourself can reason out others' beliefs/opinions then it becomes a fact for you and NOW you need to think about applying the fact. You need not prove a fact's validity but test their usefulness or relevance.Relevance is very important, because we very easily associate any negative quality of ours with our failure. Any effect is present onky dueto some of the causes not all (80:20 Pareto's principle :)). The software engineers should now understand why a fish-bone diagram is so important in debugging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;During many incidents that have taken place with me or around me, I have found people trying to confuse between the three and that has become the major concern. People take others' opinions to their heart and that affects their life so much that they don't even think twice. The Joshua experience of my friends was one of them. ( for all those in the dark, this is some anon guy posting some nasty things about people on orkut.) It's simple. He can't prove it,that's why he's anon. Which means whatever he says, is just an opinion. Look within yourself. If you feel even a bit of truth in his 'opinions' then worry about it. Else go on with your life. And this is what I feel is extremely essential for any team to work together. But remember, you need objectivity in your thinking for deciding the validity of opinions. Else, you will be one more arrogant guy, who doesnt change himself for anything in this world. And remember, all that I said is just my 'belief'. Yes, ther is some reasoning behind this, but then, unless and until it is universally accepted, you still need to think about this before accepting these comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-114495370106804281?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/114495370106804281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=114495370106804281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114495370106804281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114495370106804281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2006/04/opinions-beliefs-facts.html' title='Opinions. Beliefs. Facts.'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-114494592463385800</id><published>2006-04-13T21:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-13T22:02:06.073+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>No Man's Land ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;One of my close friends had this conversation with me some time last year, wherein he was desperately in need of a shoulder to rest his head on. His words were so emotional that they touched my heart and I still remember those moments. This is how, I thought, he would have felt and had wrote it then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely this life is, I now understand,&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I feel as if in a no man's land.&lt;br /&gt;My friends, family and all are far, far away,&lt;br /&gt;There's no one around, to whom I can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I feel lifeless, helpless, O Dear!&lt;br /&gt;With your gentle hand, can you wipe off my tear?"&lt;br /&gt;I feel blissed when I see you smile,&lt;br /&gt;But even that pleasure I can't feel for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come, hug me. Say you are there for me,&lt;br /&gt;Standing by me, wherever I may be.&lt;br /&gt;Let me feel that joy, that happiness.&lt;br /&gt;That invaluable moment of speechlessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask nothing else, O pal !&lt;br /&gt;I won't mind anything else at all.&lt;br /&gt;The time is now; I need you,&lt;br /&gt;Hold your hands, I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Else I'll drown in this ocean of gloom,&lt;br /&gt;Forever. My life will be doomed.&lt;br /&gt;Searching for you and all the others,&lt;br /&gt;My heart broken, eyes full of tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In eternal darkness, on dry sand,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to live in this no man's land...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-114494592463385800?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/114494592463385800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=114494592463385800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114494592463385800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114494592463385800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2006/04/no-mans-land.html' title='No Man&apos;s Land ...'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-114474778837601839</id><published>2006-04-11T14:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-11T14:59:48.393+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Learnings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>The Silken Thread ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;A silken thread in my hands I hold,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Which keeps me from falling down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;I am hanging from this huge cliff,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;The river below waiting for me to drown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;I had come this far with all the ropes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;But none of them are now with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Some I threw; they were heavy and worthless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Some fell themselves; alone they let me be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;I fear, if this thread breaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll have nothing to hold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Thousands of feet I'll fly down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;My body will lie in this river; Cold!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;But I believe in the suppoet I have,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;And my hands that grip it tight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;I know it'll take long,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;But then, the goal is in sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;One day I'll conquer this mighty mountain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Overcome any storm or rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Others have either gotten there sooner or left,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;But I find pleasure in this enduring pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;It's almost impossible, but for this thread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;I may still tumble down the slope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;But I know the peak is calling out for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;For I hold this thread of HOPE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-114474778837601839?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/114474778837601839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=114474778837601839&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114474778837601839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114474778837601839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2006/04/silken-thread.html' title='The Silken Thread ...'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-114468034936020705</id><published>2006-04-10T19:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-10T20:15:49.973+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>The sound of silence ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are times when you feel to be left totally alone, miles away from everyone. Here are some lines that aim to capture that feeling (btw this interspersing of poems between the posts is intentional..if you didnt like these poems, atleast you can enjoy those 'prosaic' posts..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let me enjoy the sound of silence,&lt;br /&gt;No mortals around; not even friends.&lt;br /&gt;A thoughtless state for my mind to attain&lt;br /&gt;Let this soulf feel no joy, no pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me break free of all desire,&lt;br /&gt;From this meaningless life, let me retire.&lt;br /&gt;Let me rise above this material world&lt;br /&gt;Where hatred grows, abuses hurled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every move driven by wants, backed by false notions,&lt;br /&gt;Not a man here is ready to live for his conscience.&lt;br /&gt;No more of this I want now. No pressure or stress.&lt;br /&gt;I am fed up of the false smile; when my heart is in distress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me feel closer to God; to that utlimate goal.&lt;br /&gt;Your words are just words; they no more console.&lt;br /&gt;Let me leave this lifeless desert; let me go now,&lt;br /&gt;And swim in that dropless ocean; that's the ocean of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me touch that morning mist,&lt;br /&gt;Let me see the sun set hence,&lt;br /&gt;Let me smell those thousand roses,&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear the sound of silence...&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/25537678-114468034936020705?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/114468034936020705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=114468034936020705&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114468034936020705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114468034936020705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2006/04/sound-of-silence.html' title='The sound of silence ...'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-114467831312642128</id><published>2006-04-10T19:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-10T19:46:45.283+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Learnings'/><title type='text'>To err is human..To learn divine !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is an incident that happened last year during my term as Senior Technical Officer at SFMC,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;which i a sense 'awakened' me. During the SE quiz that the society conducted, I was responsible &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for the software which was essenti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ally required to conduct the quiz. I had been working for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;whole of previous week(with just 4 hours of sleep, which defines my 'maximum effort'). I had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tested everything at home, and it was almost done but, during the break, I found out that some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;things didn't work as desired, and I continued debugging till the start of the quiz.But typical &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;of me then (and probably even now), my mind couldn't work under so much pressure and the software didn't work for one round of the quiz. We had to do with manual display and scoring, (which was the last thing we wanted to do given that the interactive-thing was the essence of the quiz).. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was heart-broke. My first big assignment as an STO and I failed! The event had almost failed I thought. I just left the comp to my juniors and left.My senior Sriram prepared some last-minute alternatives and the event concluded with his help. I couldn't stand up or even say a word. I doubted my own capability given that I had Deepan,'the God', as my colleague,but I took the whole job onto myself and failed miserably. Probably I was the least worthy for this job. Probably I shouldn't even have attempted this task. I was being way too over-confident of myself, I thought..I went to the first floor and literally started crying. Setu Gupta, another senior of mine came to me. 'I'm resigning tomorrow, I said'. And the rest of the conversation are those golden minutes of my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Setu calmed me down and said..'You have failed, you want to leave. What good had this done? What have you gained as a council member? Have you learnt nothing from this? Do you want to fail again when under a similar situation? Whatever has happened, has happened. The event is over now..You tried your level best, only that you needed to be more disciplined and should have tested everything earlier. The next time, you'll never make such a mistake again and that's what is the positive result of this incident. You'l fail not just because your s/w didn't work, but because you didn't even care to learn from it.'.. I just thought about these words as I returned home..Never in my life have I faced failure with this attitude. Yes..that's how this post will benefit me and the forum. Once you fall into a pit, you don't stay there forever..but stand up and see to it that you don't fall into it again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was as if I had got a new life from the next day. From that day onwards, whenever I fail (or for that matter, if anyone around me fails), I stop, analyse, learn, improve and move ahead. This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;has helped me improve myself not just technically, but on other fronts too. I am not perfect, but it's good that I come to know of my imperfections early, so that they do not show up in the future. Those golden words from that genius let me see life differently..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-114467831312642128?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/114467831312642128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=114467831312642128&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114467831312642128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114467831312642128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2006/04/to-err-is-humanto-learn-divine.html' title='To err is human..To learn divine !!'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-114452130816276161</id><published>2006-04-09T00:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-09T00:05:08.183+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>The Joy Of Giving...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This week was full of hectic project work and I needed to wait almost daily till 5 pm in the college in front of my project PC. But a few days back, one of my friends had some BIG problems with their project work and approached me for help. I was almost totally exhausted both mentally and physically (My back was paining as I was sitting for the past 5 hrs in front of the comp. But then, I could not go without helping them, I never had done before...) So I waited back till 8.30 at this person's place and atleast gave them some idea to proceed..When I was returning home, the following lines flew out of my pen..(the metaphors are used in poetic sense..NO offenses meant!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Looking at me is a man in need,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;His empty stomach he wants to feed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;He stares at me with high hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;But I have other priorities to cope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;For a moment I think of passing by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Need I help him? I ask WHY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Others may come after me, I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Am I responsible for his wounds to heal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;But then I can earn the money that I give,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;But he wants that penny just to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;For me, not a great loss it is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;But the gains are worth lakhs of rupees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;A rupee I give him, the least I can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;From the bottom of his heart,he utters 'Thank You!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;The smile on his face enchants me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the happiest I could ever be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;My heart filled with ecstasy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;The truth if life I can now see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;I now understand what's selfless living,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;I have just experience the joy of giving...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-114452130816276161?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/114452130816276161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=114452130816276161&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114452130816276161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114452130816276161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2006/04/joy-of-giving.html' title='The Joy Of Giving...'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-114450580918593522</id><published>2006-04-08T19:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-08T19:52:09.986+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google'/><title type='text'>Googled!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Google! The 6 characters that have been a part of an engineer's life for almost every single day. Atleast for me, it is where I head to for any info on earth, before even giving it a thought about it(in my own li'l database). Though, google has its own flaws ( I have spoken about the absence of context/meaning-identification in my papers)..but still google rocks!!. This Larry Page and Sergey Brin founded company started in 1998 has had phenomenal growth and is synonymous with search for most of the PC users on the earth!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Here are some more services that google is expanding into..( I know it's kind of advertising for google but then, google is all over my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Google Calendar (An excellent way to plan and let others know of your schedule) &lt;a href="www.google.com/cl2"&gt;www.google.com/cl2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Google Mars -View maps of Mars &lt;a href="http://mars.google.com"&gt;http://mars.google.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Google Finance &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/finance"&gt;http://www.google.com/finance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Google Related Links - Automatically brings dynamic content links to you website. &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/relatedlinks/"&gt;http://www.google.com/relatedlinks/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Google Analytics - Provides some kind of statistical techniques to analyse traffic on your website &lt;a href="www.google.com/analytics"&gt;www.google.com/analytics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Google Base - which allows you to showcase your products &lt;a href="http://base.google.com"&gt;http://base.google.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Google Web Accelerator &lt;a href="http://webaccelerator.google.com"&gt;http://webaccelerator.google.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Google Page Creator -To create web-pages &lt;a href="http://pages.google.com"&gt;http://pages.google.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Other services include,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;    &lt;li&gt;orkut-Probably the only thing for which  VESITians turn in their PCs or attend labs!! &lt;a href="www.orkut.com"&gt;www.orkut.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;  &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Joga- A collaborative effort with Nike for football fans, in a run-up to the World Cup.&lt;a href="www.joga.com"&gt;www.joga.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;  &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rumours are also abuzz about Google OS. According to rumours it has started testing a variation of the open-source OS Ubntu and projecting it as Goobuntu, currently rumoured to be tested on Dell PCs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;       There are also rumours of Google Browser, since it has registered a domain name for it (gbrowser.com).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Google's Online Word Processor is supposedly under development(It acquired Writely,which was developing this word-processor).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;       Google is also heading towards home entertainment, so even your TVs could now be googled..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; There are many more that may be in the  offing..check out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://labs.google.com"&gt;http://labs.google.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; for periodic updates. There are also a group of google critics who say that it may run out of steam after some years, due to its random diversification (altavista tried similar thing in the late 90s and it failed in it).But then, it WILL prove them wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As you must have known till now, I would luvvv to be part of such a company.so waiting for the right opportunity...(any google employers listening??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-114450580918593522?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/114450580918593522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=114450580918593522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114450580918593522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114450580918593522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2006/04/googled.html' title='Googled!!'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-114442352544181784</id><published>2006-04-07T20:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-07T20:55:25.450+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>The mighty river...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Some months back, I visited a place where I saw this mighty river separating some hutments from the meadows. The river looked so beautiful, but the villagers did not understand this. They were literally defacing the river with their daily chores and that's when I thought to pen the following lines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I am that mighty river&lt;br /&gt;    Through the village which flows.&lt;br /&gt;    With hutments on one bank,&lt;br /&gt;    And on the other, the meadows.&lt;br /&gt;    The villager, his wife and others,&lt;br /&gt;    Bathe, wash and go away.&lt;br /&gt;    They see me daily in the eye&lt;br /&gt;    Not a word they have to say.&lt;br /&gt;    The green grass, on the other side&lt;br /&gt;    Drink me; drop-by-drop, day-by-day.&lt;br /&gt;    When they dance with the wind,&lt;br /&gt;    Thank you! They wish to convey.&lt;br /&gt;    I have put my soul into them,&lt;br /&gt;    And joy they shower on me.&lt;br /&gt;    Not like the man and his brothers,&lt;br /&gt;    Heart-less! They may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The sun shines on me all day&lt;br /&gt;    And I shimmer like gold.&lt;br /&gt;    A dark cloud covers it all,&lt;br /&gt;    The sorrow is then two-fold.&lt;br /&gt;    When you see me everytime&lt;br /&gt;    Gushing and joyful I may seem.&lt;br /&gt;    But that's just a robe I wear,&lt;br /&gt;    The truth is the other extreme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Still I wait for the lightest ray&lt;br /&gt;    So that the smallest drop may glow.&lt;br /&gt;    And search for that smallest seed,&lt;br /&gt;    Tomorrow, whose friuts may show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The sea is far, hope I lose never.&lt;br /&gt;    O Mother Nature! I wish I smile forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;By the way, this was just before I got placed into this company, whose punchline I liked very much...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beyond the Obvious&lt;/span&gt; and which in many ways describes my character...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-114442352544181784?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/114442352544181784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=114442352544181784&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114442352544181784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114442352544181784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2006/04/mighty-river.html' title='The mighty river...'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-114442247918211606</id><published>2006-04-07T20:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-30T00:32:18.328+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Role Models'/><title type='text'>Jewels of India</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; The very first thing that I write about can be nothing else than the two stalwarts that India is proud of today -Our President Bharat Ratna Dr.APJ Abdul Kalam and Infosys Chairman n Chief Mentor N.R.Narayana Murthy. They have inspired me a lot throughout my engineering career and will continue to do so..(I also admire JRD Tata a lot..I'll write about him later..).&lt;br /&gt;Abdul Kalam's story, as he says, portrays how a person from a small village and ordinary family can reach great heights with the support of his family, friends and his mentors. His vision &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;India 2020&lt;/span&gt; says it all. He wants India to grow as a superpower by 2020 and he doesnt only say it; he has chalked roadmaps for achieving that status on many fronts. He has faced failures so many times in his life, but still has risen above all that and given India its defense prowess. I'll always remember his golden words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;        Dream, Dream, Dream!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       Transform your dreams into thought and thought into actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       You'll surely succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Narayana Murthy is another such great achiever from an ordinary background who reached great heights with sheer hardwork.Infosys's story is, as he says, 'the story of India's progress post the liberalisation era'. Yes, he was not the only one who founded Infosys (there were 5 others), but he was the one who spearheaded the startup and motivated the others to go on. His story is more inspirational because of the strict disciplinarian that he is and the importance he attaches to the value system. This is an exemplary example of how our values need not be compromised for profit. He had so much confidence in himself that he rejected the proposal, when a company wanted to take over Infy in 1990s for $1mn!! And then, the rest is history. Though some other Indian IT giants were started before Infy, it is almost the face of the Indian IT industry to the world. And he believes truly in paying back to the society. Infosys Foundation is working in improving the lives of the poor in 6 Indian states.&lt;br /&gt;I am one of those thousands of Indians who adore these Jewels that India has produced and would be blessed even if I reach a 1 % of their greatness.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-114442247918211606?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/114442247918211606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=114442247918211606&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114442247918211606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114442247918211606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2006/04/jewels-of-india.html' title='Jewels of India'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25537678.post-114442002001766151</id><published>2006-04-07T19:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-18T03:04:51.385+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About the Blog'/><title type='text'>Why Blog?</title><content type='html'>For a long time now, I have been wondering about a lot of things that surround us. Throughout the 21-odd years of my (ordinary) life, I have gone through so many experiences. But more importantly. I have learnt something or the other from each one of them. This is what prompted me to share with you, how life is the best teacher you can ever have.&lt;br /&gt;I have been following blogs of many people I know(and some of them whom I never knew), but one thing that interested me in all of them is, what I could take out of it. That's why this blog will be some kind of a food-for-thought where you'll never return empty-handed (or rather,empty-minded). I have also attempted to weave some of these random flow of thoughts into a couple of verses. And hey! you'll also find those "sad PJs" of mine,once-in-a-while.&lt;br /&gt;   I hope you enjoy this blog. Feel free to comment on anything you like (epecially anything you don't like)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25537678-114442002001766151?l=thereflectivemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/feeds/114442002001766151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25537678&amp;postID=114442002001766151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114442002001766151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25537678/posts/default/114442002001766151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thereflectivemind.blogspot.com/2006/04/why-blog.html' title='Why Blog?'/><author><name>Seshadri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10940330504462973944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvXVyvrOCvk/SM9f6K_ev5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tRPxulQZGoM/S220/In+Search+of+a+Pose+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
