<?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-35234909</id><updated>2012-01-27T12:03:22.813-08:00</updated><category term='me'/><category term='TV'/><category term='Discrimination'/><category term='Psyche'/><category term='cricket'/><category term='Brain Dump'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Pics'/><category term='Terrorism'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Toastmasters'/><category term='Movie'/><category term='Extreme me'/><category term='Quality'/><category term='Psychology'/><category term='Politics'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Economy'/><category term='Nation'/><category term='Leadership'/><category term='Gross'/><category term='Justice'/><category term='Wish'/><category term='History'/><category term='Humor'/><category term='Lighter Note'/><category term='work'/><category term='India'/><category term='News'/><title type='text'>Reflections...</title><subtitle type='html'>My thoughts</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>110</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-5333438865132001652</id><published>2011-10-16T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T00:15:45.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happily Ever After…</title><content type='html'>Today is the eve of my birthday. And the resolution for coming year is to stay fabulously happy. The start is auspicious; I can’t stop smiling every time I look at the mirror and notice my new earrings I gifted to my pretty self. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So life happens and problems come gushing. We all have our strengths and weaknesses. We deal with some like an invincible super hero but some hit us hard on our vulnerability and we succumb. Then what follow is pain, dilemma and hurt till friends and family come to our rescue and with their support we overcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why go through the painstaking process to breaking and recovering each time?  Allow me to list the rules of happiness and life, to remind us when we need it incase our friends are not there to hold our hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• We cannot control all situations. We can do the best and leave the rest.&lt;br /&gt;• Listen to all opinions, but make your own decision.&lt;br /&gt;• We have no power on what people think about us or interpret our actions and words&lt;br /&gt;• Who said mistakes and faults are unacceptable, we are called mortals for a reason&lt;br /&gt;• Be yourself&lt;br /&gt;• We can live to the fullest whatever life has to offer us.&lt;br /&gt;• Express yourself.&lt;br /&gt;• Rules and “normalcy” are overrated. &lt;br /&gt;• Music heals&lt;br /&gt;• Meet people and talk, you will realize pains and problems are not exclusive to you&lt;br /&gt;• Forget more and analyze less &lt;br /&gt;• God is always there right beside us, helping us through various means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this year life will treat all of us a little more kindly. And even if it doesn’t happiness is a cup of coffee, a chat with a friend, a well written article, a colleague you helped, a fear you conquered, a meal you had, a gift you bought, the extra pound you shed and yes those earrings :)  All iz Well!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-5333438865132001652?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/5333438865132001652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=5333438865132001652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/5333438865132001652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/5333438865132001652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2011/10/happily-ever-after.html' title='Happily Ever After…'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-6169902106223714289</id><published>2011-10-10T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T21:36:16.385-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><title type='text'>Flawed Anna-lysis</title><content type='html'>Every country is shrouded with corruption. Why it hurts us more is because in our country its prevalent at all levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have grease palms at your offense of defying the traffic rules to when you are rightfully seeking your own birth certificate; getting your kid admitted in school to when you need special attention in a general hospital; need a job or need a peaceful retirement, it is visible to all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though a very curious fact is that corruption, a practice which cannot be justified in any scenario is socially acceptable. Many profiles and jobs are considered lucrative and respectful only because they promise more than the stipulated salary and benefits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So an ever-pinching, most frequently discussed and universally hated yet socially accepted corruption, got a new spin when Anna campaigned for its eradication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna and his team, took the hefty task of cleaning the corrupt corridors of power through a very intellectual and transparent campaign. The support provided by hero-starved media and common man was obviously unprecedented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe, this support is because Anna, never asked the common man to change. There was no request made to defy corruption by denouncing giving and taking of bribes. Definitely the political corruption is much larger and it induces more drama to ask the corrupt to make laws to vanquish their own abilities to exercise corruption. But when you are in a room with dirt everywhere, you can reach out to clean from where ever you can start, you do not have to go on fast under the most unclean attic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the biggest democracy of the world, the biggest flaw is that all political parties are only superficially segregated. All of them are morally drained and power-cash hungry. This is why anti-incumbency factor is the most widespread feature of our election results. So if individual morality plunge further,  one political party will give way to another equally corrupt regime &amp; even  the sought-after, fought-after, chaste and all powerful regularity body to monitor them may also fall prey to the same fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power is disorienting, we are already aware of the team Anna itself giving very absurd, ineffectual and inept comments under the arch lights. So may be Anna should turn back to the followers and start a less glamorous campaign of social purification rather than political immaculacy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-6169902106223714289?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/6169902106223714289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=6169902106223714289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/6169902106223714289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/6169902106223714289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2011/10/flawed-anna-lysis.html' title='Flawed Anna-lysis'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-8268598406639302294</id><published>2011-09-25T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T18:32:05.564-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>I am Fine!!</title><content type='html'>How many times a day we respond saying we are fine to the gentle query “how are you?” and how many days are we actually fine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both custom and courtesy, allow no other answer. Imagine you are walking through the office and when your colleague asks you “how are you?” you reply “not good. Today wearing these jeans made me realize how much weight I have gained” or “Not good. Just saw the bank statement, gas prices are killing me” or “Not good. My dog is having an affair with the neighbor’s bitch and they decide to communicate in the night.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or “not good. I think I made some very bad choices in life” or “not good. My kid is constantly sick” or “not good. My realtor is a fraud”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or “I am great. Despite you throwing me under the bus in our last meeting” or “I am good, but may be you should visit your stylist” or “Super, you pay me for pretending to work”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once a friend said that everyone including friends and family like to hear that all is good. They are not interested in knowing the details of what is really going on….. she is kind of right. You come across as very negative and petty if you decide to express everything you are going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually all issues do not need to be reported either, most are like waves which sweep the shore only to be vanish. But some of these bottle inside us and then they erupt as something really bad and drastic. Divorces, pink slips, voilent breakups and now a days hiring people to murder spouses/business partners could be the result of too many “I am fine.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I can’t think of a smart replacement though ….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-8268598406639302294?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/8268598406639302294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=8268598406639302294' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8268598406639302294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8268598406639302294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-am-fine.html' title='I am Fine!!'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-8476631885975047076</id><published>2011-07-17T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T00:19:15.057-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Unworthy Universe</title><content type='html'>Have you noticed that after a heart-crushing breakup, and suddenly all radio frequencies start playing sad songs? Have you gone to a church service very distressed and needy, only to find that the sermon was written to address all your worries? Have you read a book or movie and took a life changing decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As per Paulo Coelho in the alchemist “And, when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I disagree. I think this is giving too much credit to the Universe or fate or destiny. There are sounds, directions and signs pointing in all directions. We see what we want to see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is simple; actually so simple that it’s hard to live. The decisions we make are driven by thought, emotions, perspective, past, complexes, fear and strength. They can be explained at times while at others they are just to do with life at a particular time. Someone has told us to think big, so even the decisions that touch our lives and only our lives, we have to have a bigger picture and story to support it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decide our wars, fight them and deal with the verdict. We absorb the strength needed from our surroundings; we can choose to call it the destiny or scheme of universe or divine intervention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If universe could help us, it would have first helped by restricting the population to the number it could have directed and conspired for….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-8476631885975047076?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/8476631885975047076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=8476631885975047076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8476631885975047076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8476631885975047076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2011/07/unworthy-universe.html' title='Unworthy Universe'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-396869776071333336</id><published>2011-07-11T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T01:11:10.896-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>People Watching!!</title><content type='html'>I have no idea how individuals can be unhappy about reaching early for a movie, waiting for friends at a mall, stress about a delayed flight or have nothing to do on a lonely evening. They can always people watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People watching can be a habit, a hobby, cheap means of self-entertainment or effective means of self-improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s fun to watch strangers. I was recently at the San Diego zoo over the busy July 4th weekend. I watched more people then animals. Its fun to notice looks, dresses, tattoos, interactions and reactions. The public display of affection of love birds, the stressed mothers pushing the strollers, the excitements of kids waiting in queue to buy ice creams, the struggle of the same kids to finish the ice cream before it melts, the parents pushing their kids to participate, the acrobats in the shows flashing an embarrassing smile when things go wrong, some people trying to scam into tedious queues and show anchors oozing confidence &amp; comfort were all interesting observations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching strangers is always fun and mostly at their cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s also fun to watch acquaintances like colleagues at workplace, at the customary store, your regular servers at coffees shop or restaurant. Their reactions have a flavor of familiarity and hence make a curious observation. You can have a manager who you respect, a peer at work who irritates by being irresponsible, team member you really want to mentor, an usual face to help you find the required groceries or someone who remembers your Thai food order every time you go for lunch. It’s fun to anticipate their actions and responses. Most of this observation is more comforting and less funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's education to watch close family and friends. In fact, these are the people who make us. As babies we learn to talk by seeing our parents talk to us, our morality is based on our observation of their lives, our habits are built on theirs and our personality is designed based them. People watching friends help us built a personality like our family just in more relevant environment. They help us more to grow and understand life better. There is no teaching like observing someone you can respect, have unconditional faith and want to learn from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People watching is really an instinct, we do it more often then we admit. And it helps is more then want to admit. So clean those eye glasses, find the perfect location in the coffee shop and watch life passively through people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-396869776071333336?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/396869776071333336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=396869776071333336' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/396869776071333336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/396869776071333336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2011/07/people-watching.html' title='People Watching!!'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-5371200423904873030</id><published>2011-05-29T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T21:04:37.285-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>WO - Write Only</title><content type='html'>I am a blogger who calls herself a writer despite my blog being the only testimony of my way with words. The cliché does not end there. I secretly harbor an ambition of writing a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, earlier I shied away from confessing such high dreams in public, only to realize that writing a book is the second most common aspiration after singing. I sincerely believe that 97% of those who can speak consider themselves as good singer. Writers are more elusive as more people can speak then write :P … But the underlying principle and statistics are same, 97% of those who can write, think themselves worthy of authoring a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to me….I am different, embarrassingly so. Unlike most wannabe writers who learn not only to express what they have in mind, but also to appreciate what others have written; I lack the later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, there are only three books that I have read till so far viz. the Alchemist by Paulo Coelho, Prizes by Eric Segal and The Pelican Brief by John Grisham. These books came few and far between despite having a sister who was a voracious reader and had fiction books sprawling the house. I enjoyed these bestsellers to the degree that I can quote out of them but they failed to kindle reading as a habit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact the list of books I started reading but never completed is much larger and intriguing. I failed to finish bestsellers, self help books, inspirational books, short story compilations and even books that teach the techniques to write. Bookstore is unfortunately is the only place where I will know not, what to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope one day I author a book at least that will make my count of read books to four.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-5371200423904873030?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/5371200423904873030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=5371200423904873030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/5371200423904873030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/5371200423904873030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2011/05/wo-write-only.html' title='WO - Write Only'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-5537858025658002143</id><published>2011-05-02T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T01:52:14.046-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Extreme me'/><title type='text'>No Kidding!!</title><content type='html'>I don’t think parenting is an instinct. It’s the biggest commitment and responsibility one can take upon themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the question is why will someone take nine months of having a life in the womb, then cleaning after their pooping &amp; burping, followed by incessant running behind, relentless preaching &amp; teaching and everlasting worrying &amp; botheration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a parent makes you worry about their health, then their company of friends, then their good education, then their job &amp; success and then their relations &amp; how you will fit in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not understand the urge to proliferate. Neither everyone have the kind of genes which if not taken to next generation will cause any serious loss to the world nor is everyone carved out to be a great parent. If the later was not true, we would have seen far less number of squealing and misbehaving children at restaurants, airports, parties and malls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also do not think that all “little human’s” are cute and adorable because of their size. Some of them are ill-mannered, ill-tempered and outright ugly. Why is it so difficult to call them as they are? After all they are not travel-size-toiletries for their mere small size will make them convenient and pretty…. then why the unspoken rule to go “aaaaawwwww” on facebook when your friends publish the pictures of their kids? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I strongly believe that if the nature has not posed the trap of ‘biological clock’ to haste women in imprudent decisions of parenthood, most would have attained the maturity to skip it completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes!! This is just a thought. There may be rewards of parenthood which I do not understand, after all sleep, control-of-ones-life and peace of mind are overrated. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-5537858025658002143?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/5537858025658002143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=5537858025658002143' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/5537858025658002143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/5537858025658002143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2011/05/no-kidding.html' title='No Kidding!!'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-3352379045538196635</id><published>2011-04-14T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T19:57:49.152-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Intolerant to Morons!!</title><content type='html'>This is a phrase my friend and I coined when I came to US for my first assignment, five years back. We used to use it to qualify our frustration which grew in leaps and bounds, especially with respect to our work then. My friend quit soon after ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, this phase has been a lot on my mind so decided to share the rationale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no! this is in no way a show of pride or arrogance. In fact, I believe that people like me who want to be qualified for the job we do, want to take bottom line responsibility of task assigned, work round the clock to dazzle, try to stay honest to people who report to us as much as we do to the people we report to, continue learning, stay sincere, earn love-and-respect and find unreasonable, dishonest and political ambiance at work or otherwise …very stifling belong to the lowest strata of achievers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because these attributes definitely do not translate to big bucks or overnight success or effective balancing of relations; it’s more of a constraint, a constraint wired in us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So morons are not really morons but smarter people who know the art of credit-grabbing, back stabbing , drama creating and who can live happily with their own misplaced self-image of excellence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is frustrating is that when every now and then despite the route we have chosen, we are cornered to participate in their sleazy game by their rules. And it hurts to loose our peace of mind without getting any of the benefits of being an unfair player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect scenarios will be able to learn just enough tact to coexist with them without eroding the way of life and work that we have chosen. Till then there are breathing exercises and the ‘use the abuse’ policy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-3352379045538196635?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/3352379045538196635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=3352379045538196635' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/3352379045538196635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/3352379045538196635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2011/04/intolerant-to-morons.html' title='Intolerant to Morons!!'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-8254286763929002257</id><published>2011-04-07T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T19:33:08.158-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Extreme me'/><title type='text'>Love ….Really?</title><content type='html'>So we love chocolates, music, beaches, good looking celebrities, successful sportsmen &amp; women, boyfriends/girlfriends, spouse, kids …. and most things under the sun….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does an emotion like love really exist? Or is attraction, affection, level of comfort, acceptance, rebellion, need, adjustment, obstinacy, security, sensory pleasure, fear of loneliness, extreme fondness, dedication, devotion, social pressure ….or a combination of these emotions/perceptions is misrepresented as love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can argue that skipping of a heart beat when we see some one is attraction; long extended glimpse of someone from the corner of the eye is flirting; long talks through the night is sharing; remembering special moments and celebrating them is caring; struggle to be with some one we decided we want to be with, is rebellion; secret crush is a fantasy; relationships are a human need; continuing a not-so-successful relationship is the fear of moving out of  the comfort zone; an abusive relationship is lack of self confidence; marriage is a commitment; Indian marriage, a social pressure; parenthood is responsibility and devotion; extra marital affair, a deceit; and dying for someone is plain and simple, stupidity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And love for all material things is just an expression to convey very strong liking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be love is over-simplified-in-definition and over-exaggerated-in-depiction emotion which was created as inspiration for short fictional creations like stories, movies and lyrics; as an excuse for tacky decoration and gifts; as a cover for all defiance; as a romantic lie to embellish the not-so-pretty truth of mundane life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The complexities of human mind, nature, attitude and behavior through the turmoil of time, are just too mammoth to accept, cherish and live, a single all absorbing, all eclipsing and all important, ever lasting emotion …even if it was thought by Shakespeare :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-8254286763929002257?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/8254286763929002257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=8254286763929002257' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8254286763929002257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8254286763929002257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2011/04/love-really.html' title='Love ….Really?'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-8248564683648270245</id><published>2011-03-10T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T19:52:52.163-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>It is the eye ...</title><content type='html'>My education was good. But from the innumerable subjects I learnt, one of the most precious lessons was taught to me by my English and Math teachers at high school…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My English teacher really liked me. She had no qualms showing her affection and appreciation for me; she cited my qualities and enthusiasm towards spoken English to many of my class mates. Of course, this motivated me to do be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My math teacher on the other hand, for some reason did not like me. It was baffling for many reasons. One that it was not that she did not have her favorites; there was a long list just that I was not a part of it. Second reason was that I could not figure out why she will not approve of my qualities, which were so agreeable to my English teacher. I did, all my young mind could think of to impress my math teacher but she very evidently did not consider me as one of her preferred students. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended with exact same grades in both subjects but very different relationship with my teachers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perturbed by the dilemma I lived through; I decided since I also had a tendency to strongly like and dislike people I will never become a teacher least I put someone through the same predicament. What I did not realize at that time was that this behavior was very natural. In all spheres and at all stages of life we seek acceptance and approval of people who matter to us. These people form an opinion about us just like we form opinion about the people associated with our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have friends and acquaintances we avoid; good team mates we enjoy working with and team mates we don’t respect; relatives we are proud to be associated with and relatives we can’t stand; managers we consider leaders and ones we feel as an irritant in the tasks assigned to us; young ones we bless from the bottom of our heart and the ones we do not care about. We assign people to these categories based on our evaluation. An evaluation we seldom revisit. Also an evaluation we can most of the time not rationalize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We not only accept and reject people based on some obvious traits but at times on our whims and with eagerness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same is true for someone who has drawn a conclusion on us, whether in our favor or not. Ideally we should stop striving so hard to be liked since it’s not about what we are but the eye evaluating us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-8248564683648270245?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/8248564683648270245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=8248564683648270245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8248564683648270245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8248564683648270245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2011/03/it-is-eye.html' title='It is the eye ...'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-6530224089303862063</id><published>2011-03-02T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T23:26:03.418-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The Cringe Factor</title><content type='html'>Shopping in India is very satisfying. The range of type of goods is astounding. For example footwear, when you go to buy footwear you will find the comprehensive range from sleek to gross. We, Indians not only buy what we like but just for kicks, we look at something we will never buy and wince. To do so we do not need the classiest of taste. It is pretty simple; there is always something worse then our taste available there…. Like when women go to shop for sarees, they ask for “sober” colors and if an objective eye was to see that fabric they will redefine the word sober. The amazing range, just help them find something more eye-hurting, and brand their own choice as classy n elegant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cringe factor is required everywhere. I read online Indian newspaper everyday. Of course, I could not believe when it showed “Mandira Bedi is pregnant” as the third headline. Mandira Bedi is a nobody and since she is an Indian, being pregnant is really not a news. (LOL!!) I can and should switch to a better newspaper but then I will not get an opportunity to see some obvious stupidity and cringe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s repeated almost as a chant, “we are not perfect” but nobody talk about how important it is to be less imperfect then others. For this we need to have enough things to cringe about in our lives…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine you working with competent team members, married to Sean Connery and having the most rational, non-intrusive and classy relatives and friends; how on this earth will you ever gossip or make interesting conversation? How will you ever gloat about your own glory in a perfect world? How one dimensional it will be to just appreciate and marvel at excellence? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we watch the most intellectually stimulating channels(no reality shows or sit-coms), listen to only original music (no pritam or anu malik), watch only movies reflecting creative genius(no bollywood) … you really think we will be creatively satisfied? No, lack of mix in quality will not only restrict us to a very small number of pleasures but also deprive us from feeling smart and cool.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;How cool and fun it is to squirm, you will know if you read reviews of mainstream bollywood movies. The insults hurled are almost always more interesting then the movie itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imperfections and blatantly looking down upon them, is definitely a feel good factor for us, we the imperfect humans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-6530224089303862063?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/6530224089303862063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=6530224089303862063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/6530224089303862063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/6530224089303862063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2011/03/cringe-factor.html' title='The Cringe Factor'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-1665823757753111484</id><published>2011-02-28T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T10:17:30.184-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>The Road of "Roadies"</title><content type='html'>On my vacation in India I finally caught up with the Roadies 8 auditions …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roadies is this MTV reality show for which surprisingly, I have pretty high regards. It has a lot of drama and to a very large extend it is unpredictable. The fun unfolds from the selection of the participants itself. The well-scripted-and-dramatized, insult-laced, interviewer-ego-booster, pretense-of-no-nonsense but actually overdose-of-nonsense questions, lately creeping moral-high-ground makes it a lot of fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The actual show is a little more tacky as tasks are far between the drama built by personal lives of the participants. They are often given fake personalities to increase TRP. But imagination still reigns supreme in this no-format reality show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the show is good till you do not think about the participants as people, young impressionable people whose life is yet to unfold in front of them. The music and dance reality shows are built on some inherent talent of the participants; Show like big boss and wipeout take participants with known-faces but roadies take non-known young participants standing on the verge of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few after the participation make it as the hosts of the show itself, some make it to other reality shows but what about many others who expose themselves on camera. After the show milk them for TRP how they must be returning to normal lives after loosing the crucial career building years…. I cant forget the fat gujju guy from an old season who was carved out to be a total-loser, it was great to laugh at him on his presence in the show but what happens when he return back to his life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember how I was a panicked twenty-year old. The only career I came to know of was that of a doctor, but despite my mighty efforts I could not get through Pre Medical Test required for admission in Medical colleges across India. So without a clear career-path I was petrified that college will end soon without me having a means to earn my livelihood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot, by any stretch of imagination, vision myself at that age having a few strands of colored hair and tattoos and attempting a Roadies Audition; perceiving this reality show to be an all-important, life-transforming event; standing in queues, doing fake group discussions and braving being disgraced on national television before and after the selection for something as temporary as a season of reality show which according to me is neither that cool nor that permanent to be this desirable…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of coarse, they say now a generation gap is created every three years and by this definition I am really far away from today’s twenty-year-olds. Yet, with competition increasing in leaps and bounds, standing in queues for Roadies audition and not admissions in college or competitive exams is in-perceivable even when the show is this entertaining; may be its because the entertainment factor of the show is at the cost of its participants...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-1665823757753111484?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/1665823757753111484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=1665823757753111484' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1665823757753111484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1665823757753111484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2011/02/road-of-roadies.html' title='The Road of &quot;Roadies&quot;'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-1810337336159987530</id><published>2011-01-20T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T00:12:11.646-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toastmasters'/><title type='text'>Tall Tales Contest: The First Version</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I participated in another Contest at Toastmasters called the “Tall Tales”. Three to five minutes of creativity with the added spice of exaggeration and madness …&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you see and perceive is not true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a comfortably-floating, healthy-yet-feeding-through-a-tube, fast-growing-by-doing-nothing FOETUS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before sending me in this perfectly temperature controlled pool, GOD told me this will be the good part of my life. But the coming times will be more challenging and one of the flip side will be that I will forget the time spent with him. Whatever, he at least kept his promise and did not sent me to India or China…. Most of us go there now a days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear things and understand very well despite my size and still forming organs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am closest to my mother… literally. She tries to love me but can’t, I don’t let her. Every time she gets all mushy on me, I make her puke, churn her stomach or make her dash to the restroom. I take my this nasty sense of humor after her…. She loves telling all her boyfriends that they are responsible for me. Oh guys!! You must hear those guys freaking out…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure she does it for kicks, because she has already made up her mind to raise me by herself. This is actually, one of the main reasons of the fights between her and my grandparents. My grandparents are funny, they disapprove of what my mother says, do, how she lives and me. Yet they support her unconditionally. My grandmother even plans to come to help my mom when I decide to arrive, she better do that I plan to be quite a handful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my mother is not creating this drama, she watches drama. I cant see but I am very interested in what she watches. I hope her taste in movies does not change and I get to watch some of it….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is treated very well because of me. At work, she is allowed upteen leaves; probably because they know that even if she is at work she either eats or goes for a trip to the restroom. Food reminds me… I can do with a salmon sandwich now… oh yes!! Because she owes her comfort at work because of me, I decide what she eats and in what quantities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days, in the evening she goes to the children play area to kindle her maternal instincts. I don’t think it is working. She is petrified of the crying, screaming and blabbering kids. In fact that is the only time I heard her say that she prefers me being inside her rather then outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These play area teach me a lot too. When I hear those mothers yell at their kids I know what is in store for me. Good thing is that I can revenge the future yelling with my present kicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I will be out soon and things will be difficult. The old man before sending me here told he will take care of me. I hope I can remember this …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok guys!! Need to go. &lt;yell&gt; is the salmon sandwich there yet?? … &lt;KICK&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-1810337336159987530?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/1810337336159987530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=1810337336159987530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1810337336159987530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1810337336159987530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2011/01/tall-tales-contest-first-version.html' title='Tall Tales Contest: The First Version'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-2616751357209496717</id><published>2010-11-16T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T01:03:31.943-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Century</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Thank you for such unconditional support and overwhelming encouragement to my blogs. Expressions are so much more gratifying when they are so well received through agreements, arguments or mere reflections…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see and observe&lt;br /&gt;I hurt and feel&lt;br /&gt;And yearn to express, to say &lt;br /&gt;Words are my tool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live and love&lt;br /&gt;I learn and loose&lt;br /&gt;And struggle to understand life&lt;br /&gt;Words are my support&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try and fail&lt;br /&gt;I accept and fight&lt;br /&gt;And brave despondency at times&lt;br /&gt;Words are my remedy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I step out and embrace&lt;br /&gt;I retreat and hide&lt;br /&gt;And swing with the tides of life&lt;br /&gt;Words are my solace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With so much to know&lt;br /&gt;I evolve and grow &lt;br /&gt;And still hold on to my soul&lt;br /&gt;Words are my identity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-2616751357209496717?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/2616751357209496717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=2616751357209496717' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2616751357209496717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2616751357209496717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2010/11/century.html' title='Century'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-9179418452615844068</id><published>2010-11-07T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T14:10:36.847-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Problematic Problems</title><content type='html'>The problem with problems is that they continue for ever…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we look back in our life, good times, bad times or just times, the only consistent piece, is problem. There is always one issue to crease, one gawking need to be fulfilled, one dilemma to resolve, one knot to untangle…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problems are roadblock that stand in our way. They are the big tree in the backyard of our minds that cast a showdown on everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is that a problem is a problem only till a bigger problem surfaces. A life-stopping, all absorbing problems simply cease to exist when a bigger problems looms large.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also they vanish when we solve them. It’s technically correct, they should. But since most of us do not have the luxury to live our lives from an achievement to achievement but resolving a problem to next; they should be made the criteria of success and good life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The science of problems is as convoluted as happiness. Happiness is the butterfly that we seek and problem is the monster we run from. The hues, size, impact, importance all are nothing but a reflection of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rationalizing them make them smaller and insignificant, but only when they are not ours. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-9179418452615844068?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/9179418452615844068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=9179418452615844068' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/9179418452615844068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/9179418452615844068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2010/11/problematic-problems.html' title='Problematic Problems'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-2239671860060406783</id><published>2010-10-14T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T21:03:33.963-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><title type='text'>CWG!! So Indian!!</title><content type='html'>I have always found it difficult to explain India. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the bridge near the CWG village collapsed and four thousand rupee toilet paper rolls became a talk of the town I controlled myself from blogging. I wanted to know the full story and not just comment on the preface….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India as a corrupt, unorganized and unrespectable nation would have been too simplistic to define the gargantuan and exponentially complex nation… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The epilogue now is very different with the dazzling opening ceremony, the sportsmen and sportswomen making the most of the opportunities provided and a clean closure ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After nine years of experience in Indian software industry I cannot help but draw parallels with a project where things go wrong because of many reasons but someone decides to pull up their socks and ‘take it to the heart’. It’s a promotion, a glory or a passion …and the sinking ship miraculously sails….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indians are individualistic. We have many Indians in Forbes list but the large part of society has unending struggle with poverty. We have so many great academicians and philosophers still a part of society is neither open-minded nor evolving. We have so many honest individuals though the leadership rots with the leprosy of brazen corruption and very meager moral values … &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what next? All glory? &lt;br /&gt;Not really, the wrongs are not ignorable … But analysis and accusation will see only more mud slinging and public embarrassment &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will the people who did wrong be brought to justice? &lt;br /&gt;You got to be kidding!! the judicial system in India are one of the worst things about our country. When murderers, rapists and thief’s can go scot free, what justice can be brought to high profile money guzzling, irresponsible politicians who are guilty of being callus about the image of their country ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will there is lessons learnt? &lt;br /&gt;May be… oh no!! By no means!! Not by India …but may be learnt by other sports federation who do not like the thrill of last minute gaffes and uncertainty of scrapping an international event …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India should stick to Filmfare Awards, Star Nights, Miss India and Mega Model events where a company pays event organizers to make success out of an evening…. Team spirit, leadership, common mission and vision …..naaa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like everything in India, CWG was also bittersweet!! How very Indian!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-2239671860060406783?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/2239671860060406783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=2239671860060406783' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2239671860060406783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2239671860060406783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2010/10/cwg-so-indian.html' title='CWG!! So Indian!!'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-9084983315288877954</id><published>2010-09-18T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T00:24:44.295-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Suitable Suitors</title><content type='html'>We do not select our immediate family or our relatives. Friends fulfill that need but lack of any commitment makes their roles in our lives very transitory.&lt;br /&gt;So by the time we reach the “marriageable” age the craving for a voluntary and lasting relationship peaks …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now starts the complications …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we find a perfect match? No one is perfect, remember?? So this means that a perfect match is actually finding someone with the perfect set of imperfections. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all friends for whom this is a conquered territory but can recall the dilemma and the ones who struggle everyday while swinging between hope and despair will probably agree that the process is extremely excruciating…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It exists both when the suitor search is facilitated or arranged and when it’s a lonely battle&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;There are two problems here: One being permanency …&lt;br /&gt;When we think of being forever then many practical considerations like education, age, family and salary become important. Small intricacies are observed and projected to stay or aggravate in the future; hence any indications of short temper, possessiveness or any such inconvenience-causing attributes are considered as demerits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one is us….&lt;br /&gt;There are our own expectations. Not what we need, but what we want…. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s this concoction of dreams and fantasies of the heart and practicality of the life in tandem with the absence of windows to someone’s mind and heart…is to say the least perplexing …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my humble opinion this is a necessary evil. When you commit for life, the reminder of the struggle help us sail through the rough patch later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends who requested this post, good luck! Just remember not to loose yourself in the search …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-9084983315288877954?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/9084983315288877954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=9084983315288877954' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/9084983315288877954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/9084983315288877954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2010/09/suitable-suitors.html' title='Suitable Suitors'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-5595940289146939061</id><published>2010-08-26T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T23:46:03.573-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toastmasters'/><title type='text'>Happy Merger Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Forth Speech at toastmasters was part of a humorous speech competition.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;background voice&gt;From ABCDE News headquarters this is world news with Julia Roberts …&lt;/background voice&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Merger Day!! Today we celebrate the first anniversary of India becoming the 51st State of the United States of America!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a journey it has been so far… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been no talks of super power and world supremacy since the slot was taken for good …a year ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cultures of India and US have both changed significantly.. even the number of alphabets in our channel name has noticed growth &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my last visit to US before this merger I used to go for regular morning walks in the neighborhood parks, now this three feet space is all the available for my exercise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding…actually inclusion of such a large population has been a blessing …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Economy is flourishing like never before. With so many hands to work and mouths to feed ….markets are soaring….Adoption of Dollar as the merged country’s currency has helped Indian women a lot ... its always easier to tell your husband that you shopped for $50 instead of 2500 rupees. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only economy .. life style has changed too …there is a new found the harmonious fusion. like dishes like chicken tikka pizza, sandwiches in naan bread or curried steak are part of American cuisines …In fact kitchens all across America smell of garam masala or the hot curry powder ….clubs play bhangra music and designers create new fusion designs …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reel is also changing with the real, Hollywood never had so many musicals with such synchronized and spontaneous dancing…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US is now a outsourcing destination and unrivaled hub of call centers for the world. Yesterday the European Union issued a statement sighting their concerns about outsourcing to jobs this more united UNITED STATES…Some sources say that they are planning drastic actions like hiking Visa fees to curb outsourcing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In US itself the concept of call centers have evolved into knock centers… Now instead of calling you to buy things you do not need call center employees go door to door convincing people to buy …&lt;br /&gt;Prominent Senators who have in past strongly condemned call centers … in a surprise move called the knock centers an essential tool of capitalism&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Now moving on to the weather…&lt;br /&gt;Most of you are aware of the concept of summer and winter houses ……new concept monsoon houses have been introduced... Americans, specially from the state of Arizona are buying houses in India to experiences rains first hand …Most insurance companies are now providing attractive discounts on flood insurance for these houses &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indians have also embraced the change ….like the adoption of American names …remember earlier this news telecast was called world news with priti sankhla …..My husband just completed paperwork over the weekend to be now known as Robert Pattison AAAhhhh now his email ID is more attractive them him …&lt;br /&gt;The famous red dot on the fore head has now evolved into a red star and India has adopted right hand driving….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though our sources across the globe say in practice its still the old “forget left hand , forget right hand…till I donn run over someone I am driving” driving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defense expenditure for both united states and India has gone down drastically… who wants to attack a country that can retaliate from both sides?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;United States is no longer under radar… No one can harm a significant number of people from a total of 1.5 billion population… so they have stopped trying…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The times are so good that a leading US newspaper called this the honeymoon period… sociological Experts are however worried that population of the state of India may further rise due to public use of this term…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a patriot I hope to have many happy returns of this day…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all from the newsroom this special night … once again Happy Merger Day America!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-5595940289146939061?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/5595940289146939061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=5595940289146939061' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/5595940289146939061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/5595940289146939061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-merger-day.html' title='Happy Merger Day!!'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-7232099192372553147</id><published>2010-08-05T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T20:39:44.252-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toastmasters'/><title type='text'>Imprudently Intolerant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My third speech at Toastmaster's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of a coworker you do not respect and you will not work with him or her, given a choice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I want you to think of how long you have known him or her, why you dislike this person and their one good quality that stands out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that we are becoming increasingly intolerant at work place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some obvious signs of this in our work environment. The teams and workload of the team members are becoming more and more unbalanced. There is a very high stress related to team dynamics, much more then the stress associated with the “actual work”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of people issues dominate conversations, effect productivity and is the one main reason for people to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no victims or villains here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact there are many valid reasons for it. Most of the time we have fixed timelines and we do not really get to choose the people we work with. Another very stressful feature of our work is that we need to take bottom-line responsibility of the performance for our team members on whom at times we have little or no authority. People with various cultures, skills and aspirations are brought together not always based on talent but many a times by the various compulsive factors like vendor partners associated with a project, availability at a particular location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concept of considering people as 100% replaceable and replicable is not perfect. Personalities and attitudes attribute a lot to performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably because of this we try to categorize the attributes based on our experiences. we brand people to reduce the uncertainty of their behavior which impact our day to day work life… simplifying people and expectation from them by saying women are more sincere hen men, Indians are more aggressive, Americans are more appreciative, contractors are more flexible … helps us predict the unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But this categorization is definitely not accurate. We classify at a very early stage of interaction. Plus we do not always recalibrate people. Once we make an opinion of a co-worker, specially a bad one, we rarely give them a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For management team member are like their children …when it comes to comparing them with each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when an extraordinary performer in team met some unrealistic expectations like taking no time for ramping-up to  new responsibilities or putting aside our priorities outside work not only when there are issues, but for regular activities like production releases re met…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They become the new benchmark…expectations hit the roof and fault tolerance drops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something we do and are subjected to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what can we do to improve work environment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we interact with family members and friends we accept them with their strengths with deficiencies. We need to exercise the same patience and discretion, only because intolerance is a double edged sword and in an intolerance environment there are no villains or victims but just negativity and stress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can start by recalibrating people. When we think strongly against them , we need to repeat the exercise we did at the start of this speech ....that is to  think of how long we have known them and why we dislike but along with some of their good qualities ...this is to ensure that we judge people as they are ....without the glasses of intolerance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-7232099192372553147?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/7232099192372553147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=7232099192372553147' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/7232099192372553147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/7232099192372553147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2010/08/imprudently-intolerant.html' title='Imprudently Intolerant'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-1542831402112065258</id><published>2010-07-20T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T21:03:01.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free!! Free!! Free!!</title><content type='html'>Being an Indian it’s my right to provide free advice. Follow them in all walks of life for best results. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;strong&gt;Don’t wait by the door of your life for someone to walk in.&lt;/strong&gt; Go and sit on the sofa. If someone has to come in through that door they will anyway, if they Don’t you will at least be well rested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;strong&gt;Don’t try to improve your image. &lt;/strong&gt;It’s like changing someone’s invisible glasses from which they see you. If they Don’t want to change these glasses, you can’t either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;strong&gt;Don’t argue unless you are saving lives.&lt;/strong&gt; There are many means to get education. If you shove that down someone’s throat when they don’t want it what is the difference between you and schools :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;strong&gt;Don’t find faults with yourself.&lt;/strong&gt; Seriously do a task which no one else is doing. Why do something that the whole world is already working on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;strong&gt;Don’t make excuses.&lt;/strong&gt; It takes the fun out of sitting on a couch if you have to think of reasons why you are not getting up of from it or from spending that money if you have to think of why you are not saving for uncertain tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;strong&gt;Don’t follow rules.&lt;/strong&gt; The problem with rules is that if you follow them no one notices, but if you break even one people start questioning, preaching and teaching. Better set expectations upfront.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;strong&gt;Don’t take life seriously.&lt;/strong&gt; Being mature, somber and serious is good, if you are selling insurance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;strong&gt;Don’t just work.&lt;/strong&gt; Imagine what will your epitaph read “He worked long hours” or “She never took sick days off”. Na. Do something crazy to stay interesting, dead or alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;strong&gt;Don’t talk sense. &lt;/strong&gt;Seriously, why you want to think before you speak. You think people are listening to you, they will think after you finish speaking your mind and follow you… huh!! You optimist :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-1542831402112065258?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/1542831402112065258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=1542831402112065258' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1542831402112065258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1542831402112065258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2010/07/free-free-free.html' title='Free!! Free!! Free!!'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-3985616531933307876</id><published>2010-07-09T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T18:28:07.706-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Use the Abuse</title><content type='html'>Parents are good... uhhh actually great but they don’t preach and teach perfectly all the time … They were dead wrong when they told you not to abuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abuse is the best way to relieve stress. You don’t even have to say it out loud and be foul-mouth, you can just think it in your head and be a foul-head :) or write it down and be a foul-finger :D … But there is no better feeling then calling an A**H***, an A**H*** even if it’s in your head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus you can come up with your own adjectives and spellings. When I meet a real jerk, I call them a “Jerk with a G“, makes no sense but I express perfectly to my self :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t feel guilty, people deserve it like a team member who takes your personal number because he is also a friend and then call you for work issues when you are at home. Tell me the best way to express this without “the therapeutic words” yes these are not bad words but help words …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Key words like hate, murder and phrases like “chop and fry” in reference to people and “land mine” in reference to work can be added to the vocabulary to help express the bitter realities of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is F***ed up and you are s****ed…Its easier to live through the same by admitting :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-3985616531933307876?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/3985616531933307876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=3985616531933307876' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/3985616531933307876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/3985616531933307876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2010/07/use-abuse.html' title='Use the Abuse'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-1081089688252188531</id><published>2010-07-06T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T20:44:44.798-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><title type='text'>Where is the Honor?</title><content type='html'>“Love is life. And if you miss love, you miss life.”- Leo Buscaglia &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who read the newspapers regularly would differ, Love is the new death. The surge in the number of cases of family members performing “honor killing” is disturbing, inhumane and reprehensible, very much contrary to the name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prejudices and intolerance are expected to blur in the light of education. Family and parents are expected to be the source of unconditional love. Caste and communities are expected to strengthen the society. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing happens as expected. A father kills his daughter for eloping with a lover and not staying married to mismatched man 15 years elder to her. A young journalist smothered by mother for falling in love. A whole community affirms murder of men and women who seek relationships with individuals outside their Gotra. A maternal uncle on TV supports his niece’s murder. Khap, the modern day tyrants exist as groups of incompetent, ill-informed, inconsiderate and intolerant individuals who advocate murders. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For heaven sake, we are civil society where even capital punishment is not given without deliberation in court of law. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s irrefutable that our society is full of uneducated literates. Paradox reign supreme. We can converse with stranger in a train with obnoxious familiarity; we can advice strangers in hospital with idiotic authority; we can bond with anyone standing with us to watch cricket match in front to a TV shop; we can compete in class without qualms; we can work and coexist in a society of individuals from different caste and religion; we can admire a movie star or cricketer paying no heed to his/her religion or caste; we can even worship a cow … but we kill our own offspring. This has to be the rock-bottom of rationality.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we as a nation are moving towards development and growth, I am sure we are taking a long detour because we are not even close.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-1081089688252188531?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/1081089688252188531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=1081089688252188531' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1081089688252188531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1081089688252188531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2010/07/where-is-honor.html' title='Where is the Honor?'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-6218910605913267197</id><published>2010-06-25T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T01:24:47.560-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Extreme me'/><title type='text'>Are you married?</title><content type='html'>I don’t know if I am the only one, but I find this question offending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can an acquaintance, a friend or a colleague be impacted by someone’s marital status?  And how does something as personal as relationship become an acceptable introductory or lets-catch-up question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriages or relationships are not an achievement or symbol of progression in life….Also if you are involved with someone’s life you will be aware of such status, if the individual finds it important for you to know you will be informed of the same… but why ask…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way questions do not stop at marriage....there is a sinister series… if you confirm you are married you are asked if you have kids; if you confirm you have a kid, you are asked when you will complete the family … and then people wonder why India has a population problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seems to be masked intolerance to anomalies of the established norm of matrimony and procreation. And more then that, a right to provide unsolicited advice on the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I sound weird. But in my humble opinion individuality and privacy needs to be respected. Regular probing is irritating. The offensive part comes from the recognition that its not only idle relatives and nosy neighbors but contemporaries; people who have a life to live, world to discover, truth to find and answers to seek … answers to questions bigger then “Are you married?”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-6218910605913267197?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/6218910605913267197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=6218910605913267197' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/6218910605913267197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/6218910605913267197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2010/06/are-you-married.html' title='Are you married?'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-1493091034131917762</id><published>2010-06-17T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T17:41:13.497-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toastmasters'/><title type='text'>Self Help Books are Effective</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My second speech at Toastmaster's, Another best speaker ribbon :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of you believe in the effectiveness of self help books???&lt;br /&gt;So do i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was exposed to the world of self help books by my brother in law when I was in college. He handed me one on anger management because of my then infamous temper. Before I started reading the book I assumed it will right away tell me the solution for my problem&lt;br /&gt;A well researched, effective but elusive solution like counting 1 to 100 backwards including the decimals or breath in and out six hundred and thirty seven times. But it was nothing as per my expectation.&lt;br /&gt;It generally described the general demerits of short temper. It did not assume that the seeker of anger management book was already aware of them.&lt;br /&gt;For any one who knows a short tempered person you would know they are short of patience too. By the end of the first page I was disappointment, end of second page agitated and furious by the end of third page.&lt;br /&gt;I never went beyond the third page but I experienced my lack of patience first hand and realized what it meant. Yes the book helped me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably because book helped me in a subtle and unexpected way, it took me many years and a rather desperate situation to seek help again from books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first job was not going very well. The fact that I lived away from family added to the stress. I bought the best selling motivational and self help book of those times "you can win"&lt;br /&gt;I read the book this time with the determination to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;I was so determined not to miss the point, that I read with a pencil, ready to mark and underline the solution as soon as I found it.&lt;br /&gt;I completed the book though without a single pencil mark. When I looked at the unmarked book, my first reaction was ‘wow!! I can reuse it by gifting it to someone’.&lt;br /&gt;But then it dawned upon me that when I can come from work and read a self help book, which did not even seems to help me… I should rather show similar dedication to prepare for interview to get a new job.It worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my humble opinion this is how the self help books help. &lt;br /&gt;When someone identifies a need for them and decides to read them. This proves that there is an awareness with the problems&lt;br /&gt;And solutions are easy … difficult to implement but in themselves very easy. To reduce weight “eat right and exercise”, for time management “prioritize” even the mantra for something as big as world peace is extremely straightforward “to live and let live” ….&lt;br /&gt;So these books tease the readers by staying at the brim of the solution while again and again referencing the problem, so that the reader can find their shade of solution&lt;br /&gt;May be that is why they call them self help. whichever way, but Self help books do help&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-1493091034131917762?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/1493091034131917762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=1493091034131917762' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1493091034131917762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1493091034131917762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2010/06/self-help-books-are-effective.html' title='Self Help Books are Effective'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-1679419247957061279</id><published>2010-06-10T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T23:35:30.597-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Fundamentally against Fundamentalism</title><content type='html'>Intolerance breeds in many ways….literally …   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The uniqueness of my country is in its diversity. Regions, religions, languages, traditions, customs and many such features create enormous beauty, obvious complexities, evident friction and immense pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel blessed to be born to a Christian mother and Hindu father as secularism comes naturally to me. Caste has no significance once the omnipresence and omnipotence of one single abstract god is established. Regular visits in temple and church reveal that rituals are there only to create a divine atmosphere in an attempt to define the undefined power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What perplex me is how beliefs which are personal by definition, are used to build strong enough prejudices to take lives and hurt people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also believe the boundaries of my country are sacred and are already under attacked from all sides, in this climate fighting over region, new states and languages is a foolish proposition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact any viewpoint which does not go by the principal of “live and let live” is sacrilege for my diverse country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I  detest when some of my countryman say “I hate Hindi”, “Biharies should not study in Dehli and work in Mumbai”, “Homosexuals have polluted blood”, “Valentine day celebration pollutes the culture”, “Unmarried girls a liability for their parents”, “AIDS is a social stigma”, “Same Gotra marriages are not accepted” …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am cringe when the leadership of my country use Lord Ram, castes, sympathy with Hindu and Tamil extremists, indecision on border disputes, inaction on naxalites  … to get and then stay in power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get depressed when I see the future generation not questioning the irrationalism … and I can never understand that though incredibly populated, how can human life be so cheap in my country?…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way I am also guilty of intolerance … at times I question my own fiercely radical thoughts, my idealism, my own inflexibility, my inability to fake the acceptance of reality, my oversimplification of problems and their solutions, my arrogance at my good intent, my lack of circuitous approach and my obsession with harmony … &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am nothing but a fundamentalist against fundamentalism …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-1679419247957061279?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/1679419247957061279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=1679419247957061279' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1679419247957061279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1679419247957061279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2010/06/fundamentally-against-fundamentalism.html' title='Fundamentally against Fundamentalism'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-7377383763382883849</id><published>2010-05-21T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T00:39:21.119-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toastmasters'/><title type='text'>Beginner’s Luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I recently joined Optima Toastmasters. The first prepared speech of a new member is called an Icebreaker speech. We are expected to introduce ourselves through this speech. I did mine on May,20 2010 and won the best speaker ribbon.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=660000&gt; Madam President, members and guests…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my icebreaker speech and i am confident i will do very well ...why? because i believe I have got beginner’s luck. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;When someone new or naive achieves better than expected results it is referred to as beginner's luck. The belief that i have been blessed with this came rather early in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first play happened when I was in forth grade for a school annual function. Our class was divided into two groups.  One group was of the students who were perceived academically oriented were handpicked to create charts and models for exhibition ,  and the other group to which i  belonged  were enrolled for a play. At such young age almost every one is shy; no body wanted to speak their dramatic dialogues....but i found them very intriguing. After each rehearsal and ended up with more and more of them .... by the time we performed on the D day my part was the biggest.&lt;br /&gt;So even though I was not hand-picked to start with …I ended up with most of the recognition …&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This good luck continued over years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend who is wannabe movie director enrolled in a short film competition. He had some male actor waiting to act in the movie, but as luck would have it …his draw of category sought him to create a movie on the female oriented subject. &lt;br /&gt;I was at the right place at the right time to offer my friend to work in his movie ...My first short film came easy. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Another friend who is a musician had nine songs of his debut music album ready and needed someone to write a soulful English song...before he met me. &lt;br /&gt; No kidding but people wait for years to get their song sung and released but it took me twenty minutes to write my first song that became part of an album. Hearing my song play on the speaker of music stores... is one of my fondest memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel blessed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very honestly, the beginner’s luck does not work each and every time. There were many times when my experiences were not very good. But each time I had ended up learning a lot from such experiences …&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;when I came to US for the first time. I lost my connecting flight , this was first time i missed my connecting flight... being in a foreign land... i had no idea ..how will i get my next flight and how much it will cost ...and if my only contact in phoenix will wait for me at the airport&lt;br /&gt;from this experience I learned to approach people for help when I needed one&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Another time when my beginners luck went wrong was …After college i wanted to live independently, against the advice of my protective parents ...and got robbed by the landlady. &lt;br /&gt;this bad experience was also  great teacher.. it taught me to listen to my parents ...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;when I look back at these good and not so good experiences I realize that how the leap of faith taught me so much. My life would have been without so many interesting learning’s ... if I had not tried .....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I also think that the beginners luck is not just a perception. When we go ahead to do things for the first time we do not have over bearing expectations. Our mind does not play tricks and scare of the worse, because we really don’t know. For example if you will walk for the ramp for the first time you will not fear falling down as you will be mesmerized by the cameras&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Beginner’s luck is not the genie that grants only one wish; but a key that opens a door and allow us to pursue a whole new avenue in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armed with my conviction I draw courage to do new things and make most of the life .... and i can proudly say I life has been enriched by my faith in beginners luck &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-7377383763382883849?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/7377383763382883849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=7377383763382883849' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/7377383763382883849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/7377383763382883849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2010/05/beginners-luck.html' title='Beginner’s Luck'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-2681756092798424751</id><published>2010-05-02T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T02:52:49.144-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>The Ripening…</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;A friend asked me my views on old age; to be honest this is a subject that stays in the back of our minds but seldom crosses it …here it is ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The act of getting old is not a voluntary one. Old age neither holds the celebrated charm of childhood nor the enigma of youth. Between the busy mornings and cluttered evenings, appointments and deadlines, work and family, springs and autumns, happy times and prayers…we grow old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the end of a unfinished novel or movie, it’s widely speculated and dreaded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality, old age is marred by the time that erodes the body; convoluted relationships and experiences breed opinions and complications of adjusting in evolving societies. But I believe that the most excruciating thing about old age can be regrets. Life by definition cannot be perfect and most are left with doubts about the decisions on the years lived. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can speculate and extrapolate but like life old age and its passage, in fact its encounter itself is uncertain; one more reason to live each moment of life to the fullest. In my humble opinion, besides planning for financial stability there is nothing more we can do in preparation of the dawn of senility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a quote that “We Never Really Grow Up; We Only Learn How to act in Public”. I also believe “We never really grow old; we just loose our youth to our experiences.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-2681756092798424751?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/2681756092798424751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=2681756092798424751' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2681756092798424751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2681756092798424751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2010/05/ripening.html' title='The Ripening…'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-3346936204707043894</id><published>2010-03-29T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T20:11:48.773-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lighter Note'/><title type='text'>Heartfelt Future Obituaries …</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Behen Mayawati:&lt;/strong&gt; The esteemed leader of the poor and backward who on seeing no progress on the economic front for the downtrodden, swung into action and accumulated wealth in her name on their behalf. We will miss you, oh!! Humble leader!! Every landscape in UP reminds of you, as we see one or the other, of your thousands of statues in the backdrop. Only if we would have not made such a heavy garland this time and only if you would have not insisted on wearing it with out help… you would have still been with us…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shashi Tharoor:&lt;/strong&gt; Twitter will never be the same without you dear sir. You were not only a great writer, a respected spokes person on international affairs, a politician who believed in austerity but also a path breaking brand endorser. As a mark of respect, hence forth all policies and decisions by Indian parliament will have to be tweeted before they are implemented as laws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amitabh Bachchan:&lt;/strong&gt; Sir!! You achieved immortality as an actor during your lifetime. But who knew you will be remembered more dearly for your contribution in altering the social fabric of India. You rewrote the role of Patriarch.  Now all fathers must not only provide for their family but should also start a blog defending themselves and each member of their family. In your fond memory we will always remember that Aishwarya rai bachchan is a virtuous lady with no health problems; Abhishek bachchan is a good actor and Delhi-6 should have been a hit; Jaya Bachchan is a charismatic leader who should be taken seriously and Amar Singh is a saint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mulayam Singh Yadav:&lt;/strong&gt; We will miss a visionary and an activist for social reforms. You were a champion in cause of women empowerment and their standing in the society. Sadly, you were also misunderstood. Many people are not even aware that you gave ticket to your daughter-in-law when your son won from both seats he represented in the assembly election. People though you were against family dynasty and giving tickets to undeserving women, but those ignorant masses did not knew you were only against these issues outside your own family. As you worthy wife take over as the leader of Samajwadi party we hope your ideologies will live on…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rahul Mahajan:&lt;/strong&gt; At such young age you revolutionized the society. Earlier most women were expected to marry under social pressure. But since you appeared on TV as most eligible bachelor, most parents had a change of heart. They encourage their daughters to stay single lest they end up marrying a man like you. Your death also provided a valuable lesson that mind altering substances, like all things in life should be used in moderation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bal Thackeray:&lt;/strong&gt; Our news papers would have been empty and “fundamentalism” a difficult word to define, if you would have not graced the earth. You enlightened us about Mumbaikars and Mumbai lest we thought of the former as Indians and later as an Indian city. Though most mumbaikars still think they are just Indians and feel very proud of the fact, but you knew better. You also brought unexpected reactions from people. My conservative dad became an advocate of rights for people to express themselves on Valentine day seeing your workers condemn the same so harshly. By the grace of God you gave us visionary leaders like Raj Thackeray and Uddhav Thackeray to carry on your legacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Swamy Nityananda:&lt;/strong&gt; We always knew only a man with such high morals connected to the higher powers will be able to solve the biggest problem of the country. You showed us the way Godman!! It was so simple, it was right there in front of us, but it took a Godman like you to show us… you taught us the lesson if we deliberate , debate , hold discussion, go to Haridwar to reflect after every…ahmmm … it will definitely apply breaks to the growing population. Swamy ji ki jai ho!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-3346936204707043894?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/3346936204707043894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=3346936204707043894' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/3346936204707043894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/3346936204707043894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2010/03/heartfelt-future-obituaries.html' title='Heartfelt Future Obituaries …'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-8214413010089236043</id><published>2010-02-28T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T23:44:27.126-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Why So Serious? ...</title><content type='html'>As a kid I always believed that job was the perfect redemption for studies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People with jobs like my parents, were not confined to uniforms, had flexible timings, were not bound by home work or exams, relaxed during evenings &amp; weekends and enjoyed the ultimate perk of getting salary at the end of the month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But by the time I grew up someone changed the rules of the game…&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Today earning money has become a stressful, nerve-racking, overwhelming and uncomfortable exercise. There are teams like “Work Life balance” aboard. When work is the application of ones education and experiences assisted by his/her aptitude and attitude, then how can it be any different from life? But it is…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Recruitment &lt;/em&gt;is a bond of slavery and &lt;em&gt;Pink slip&lt;/em&gt; is the end of the world. Between them you find &lt;em&gt;Work hours&lt;/em&gt; which refer to the maximum duration you can work without breaking down and &lt;em&gt;Deadlines &lt;/em&gt;which are the unrealistic expectation set by others that must be treated as indisputable laws. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Competency &lt;/em&gt;is how much you can make yourself uneasy while easing lives of people around you. &lt;em&gt;Sincerity &lt;/em&gt;is your ability to take calls from the hospital where your ailing father is admitted. &lt;em&gt;Promotions &lt;/em&gt;refer to an overrated change in your title which gives you a false sense of progress. &lt;em&gt;Pay hikes&lt;/em&gt; are the only way to keep you enticed. &lt;em&gt;Caffeine &lt;/em&gt;is now a necessity and &lt;em&gt;retirement &lt;/em&gt;is the age, most of us may not reach. &lt;em&gt;Job satisfaction&lt;/em&gt; is definitely a myth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to creativity, expression, signature, individuality, empathy, sensitivity and sensibility at work? Why is a wrong sense of competition inculcated to extract more then plausible performance from an individual? Why accept a term called “Human Resources” and dwarf a persona to a profit generation aide? Why your boss can look you in the eye and say “Don’t think about quitting, it’s same everywhere.”? Why this mad rush to burn ourselves from both end for the proverbial “successful career”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… And why I relive the same feeling of relief as I walk out of my office, that I used to feel at the end of my classes at school…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-8214413010089236043?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/8214413010089236043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=8214413010089236043' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8214413010089236043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8214413010089236043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2010/02/why-so-serious.html' title='Why So Serious? ...'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-8971567919990872624</id><published>2010-01-27T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T22:08:01.081-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><title type='text'>India’s Changed Sur</title><content type='html'>Well I am one of those who grew up watching “Mile sur mera tumhara” on the Indian television since the year 1988…It was a new concept for the then, monocular television and captured the imagination of the audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fbaa98744fa8216" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De69e22240ffd1f7a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329904200%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6BBC89400667D90942E3DDC6C3ADEC605BB8B92E.2B4C5D5AF84864D906B567838E5FC580DEDCF11C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De69e22240ffd1f7a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3tA78wu32VZKpcox3NfEEY-u7Qk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two cents of my imperfect observation: &lt;br /&gt;• IST: Time has never been of essence in Indian culture. Also Population has increased in the last 22 years, enough to evolve an almost 6 min feature to 16 min 30 second song &lt;br /&gt;• Family Values: You only add value to the society (and such features) if you belong to the right family :)&lt;br /&gt;• Real and Reel: In India what shines is Bollywood then who wants to showcase the makers of India: the brains behind aerospace, agriculture and medical research, metro creators, the politician, human right activist, NGO managers, IT CEOs who placed India on global map, armed force personal, martyrs, policeman, educators, engineers, doctors, business person, sportsperson and the common man &lt;br /&gt;• Skills: Bollywood actors can’t act when provided with two soulful lines. Give them three and a half hours of masala movie and they bring it to life. &lt;br /&gt;• Transition: Clothing, music instruments, music (... nothing else was showcased) seems to show transition( read confusion, why else will someone wear a short designer dress to a local water body or a vest to school) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t we have following scenes in an “Indian” song? &lt;br /&gt;• A gynecologist delivering a baby.. Figurative of our enriched human resources .. :) &lt;br /&gt;• Metros, malls, luxury apartments, hotels and flyovers &lt;br /&gt;• Map of Complete India :( &lt;br /&gt;• Traffic &lt;br /&gt;• Kid picking up his bag for school &lt;br /&gt;• Students checking admission list&lt;br /&gt;• Old parents showing on map the city in US where there kids stay &lt;br /&gt;• A common man handing out 500 Rupee note to the vendor for a bag full of vegetable &lt;br /&gt;• Taps without water and jungles without wildlife &lt;br /&gt;• Widespread mobile usage &lt;br /&gt;• Car dealers and laptop salesmen working over time &lt;br /&gt;• Wedding celebrations &lt;br /&gt;• Cutting chai and barista &lt;br /&gt;• Roadside hawkers &lt;br /&gt;• Sea of Commuters&lt;br /&gt;• Interiors of the branch office of Global brands &lt;br /&gt;• Street cricket &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And say what we mean …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-8971567919990872624?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cce677d54f378f91&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e69e22240ffd1f7a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=fbaa98744fa8216&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/8971567919990872624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=8971567919990872624' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8971567919990872624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8971567919990872624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2010/01/indias-changed-sur.html' title='India’s Changed Sur'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-4785858919515843257</id><published>2010-01-23T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T13:13:30.481-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The Flaw called Humility …</title><content type='html'>In life at any given point of time there is something you treasure, something you loathe, the one thing you really long for, something you wish would never change, something you feel is unfair, something you fell blessed about, something you know you have and something you don’t, something you dream for, something you accept and something for which the denial prevails forever…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ability to sieve the encouraging from the ugly is what is called the positive attitude...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In more cynical words it is also the ability to dodge reality and see what you want to see… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In school, a girl with fizzy hair, in my class got a new haircut and proudly stated how her mom thought she looked like Madhuri Dixit.(Madhuri never had fizzy hair…).  I remember the day very well as the same morning my mom refused to add sugar to my milk as she thought I was gaining weight. The two extreme reactions from the two moms left me confused…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I met some not so pretty, not so bright and not so accepted people who believed the contrary; these people are laughed at or ignored but the fact is they are actually blissful. We on other hand also demonstrate the same deficit and willingly accept in the hope of sounding smart, but are we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hue of life changes with the lens we see it. Then what harm can possibly dawn upon us for not calling a spade, a spade. Any way all of us are loved/hated, appreciated/criticized, detested/celebrated, so there is little difference in both state of mind except that one promises euphoria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the fool’s paradise, is by definition a paradise then why not try it over the bed of thorns called reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--From the World’s Best Blogger ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-4785858919515843257?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/4785858919515843257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=4785858919515843257' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/4785858919515843257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/4785858919515843257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2010/01/flaw-called-humility.html' title='The Flaw called Humility …'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-7767391844800119967</id><published>2009-11-07T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T21:11:09.460-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Four Bewdas and Me</title><content type='html'>Before coming back to US again on assignment, I indulged. I did this extravagant act of flying to Bangalore to meet my friends, who have supported me in pretty much everything. Life is always easier with them around …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know there are moments that you want to live so much that you imagine them again and again in your head. Like if you are an actor who is getting an award, you will think about the evening, the way people will react to you, the way your name would be announced, the way you would grace the podium and what you will speak. And when it actually happens, it is so different from the version in your head, that you are not even sure … this is the evening you were dreaming for. It’s not better or worse, but different … as different as fiction is from reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bubbly and the Quiet one picked me up from airport as planned. My humble demand of a Aloo tikki burger at McD for dinner was shot down and we headed to Samarkand. There the Virtual (I know him for 4 years but met him for the first time) and The Sodexho joined us there. The Sodexho is called so, as all he had were a bunch of these coupons and no cash and he proposed to pay from dinner bills, to coffee bills, to parking tips using them… and of coarse never parted with them … hehehe .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After couple of breezers, beers and vodkas down the throat, they challenged sanity like never before. Serious thought provoking and soul stiring comments were made like “&lt;em&gt;Uske pati ka naam husband hai&lt;/em&gt; –(Her husband’s name is husband)” ,”&lt;em&gt;I always though that kheera was the male version of kheer&lt;/em&gt;” – hahaha whatever that means , “&lt;em&gt;Havn’t you heard the famous dialogue, in kutton ke samne mat nachna gabbar!!&lt;/em&gt;” or the insight that Mr Sodexho provide us in the car while ruining all the soundtracks by singing along, he told us "&lt;em&gt;I am a guy, I can only sing along with the male playback singer&lt;/em&gt;" ... phew was never aware of such compulsions …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful evening with its different interpretation for all of us. Bubbly struggled to let go of the bad workday while Virtual constantly lived in the dilemma to hangout for some more time or return to work. The Quiet one struggled with his undefined turmoil’s while Sodexho caused turmoil by singing … for me it was emotional, nostalgic, crazy, intense, aching, alive   … all at the same time …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lot like life …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-7767391844800119967?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/7767391844800119967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=7767391844800119967' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/7767391844800119967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/7767391844800119967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2009/11/four-bewdas-and-me.html' title='Four Bewdas and Me'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-1860452045864856613</id><published>2009-08-28T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T11:14:44.000-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Why they will never hire me as a Love Guru on Radio City….</title><content type='html'>The Local FM channel boasts of this two hour program everyday where people call in this dubious sounding fellow and seek advice for their love problems (eeeiiikkkksss). He answers these obtuse questions with a very obvious fake concern and seriousness but plays some good music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never get this job, if I ever do …. Picture this..…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Love guru I am a twenty year old boy, I met a girl at a party. I can’t stop thinking about her. Is this love? What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;Me: You are dialing to the wrong show, please call and talk to a career consultant; he will be able to address your real problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Love guru I am in love with my friend, but I am scared to tell her that I love her as I am afraid to lose her as a friend&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok. So you are scared of a friend, who by definition is your buddy, what will happen if she accepts your love and marry you. You may go underground into hiding. Bad idea, forget about her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Love guru I am in love for last three years, I have never met him. We chat a lot. I also requested him to share his pics many times but he never did. I am love him very much. What should a do&lt;br /&gt;Me: This Dubai guy he is actually not a he. He is a 70 year old shriveled widow who chats with you to bring entertainment in her mundane life and make fun of you with her friends.Dump her, i mean him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Love guru I am in love with a married man. He says he loves me too but will not leave his wife and marry me. what should I do?&lt;br /&gt;Me: See lady it is not appropriate to expect or force a man to make the same blunder twice. Forget about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Love guru I am a twenty-four year man. I want to fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Look if you are looking for such a voluntary action than falling in many other places will be much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Love guru what is love&lt;br /&gt;Me: Let me explain with help of an analogy, you heart is like a hotel room and you are the hotel owner. You have a problem when the room is empty. You get cynical and critical when a person stays in your heart for too long. You also have problem if people frequently enter and exit your room. You definitely have an issue if more than one person stays in this single room. When the person staying loves the room too much, you seek detachment. If the person thinks of it objectively as just another room, you seek affection. If the person wants the room for less duration, you seek commitment and when he/she seeks it for lifetime; you get jitters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iiiiiisssshhhh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-1860452045864856613?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/1860452045864856613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=1860452045864856613' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1860452045864856613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1860452045864856613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-they-will-never-hire-me-as-love.html' title='Why they will never hire me as a Love Guru on Radio City….'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-8923709639897020113</id><published>2009-08-14T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T11:00:43.857-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><title type='text'>Advantage India !!</title><content type='html'>When my Working-Visa in US ran into trouble and my return to India was inevitable; a friend called to console and said ‘he was so sorry’. The usage of this expression which is used as commiseration at a grave loss was offending to my patriotism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this incident I was gripped with the fear that I will behave like many others who stay in US for a very short duration compared to the number of years spends in this country. Yet, they come here and click photographs of cows sitting in the middle of roads, weird English names of small shops, dangling electric wires, poor kids depicting the language of deprivation and post them on facebook. They go to vegetable market and faint. They search for the shops and seek gol-gappas made in mineral water. They cringe and flinch, to separate themselves from the less fortunate never-have-been-to-foreign men and women. Hunh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All such fears proved baseless. It was home coming. I remember my cousin asking why I fold my hands when I say ‘namaste’ even now; I have stayed in US for too long for this ethnic and humble greeting. I took it as a compliment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All said and done when another friend asked me the advantage of being in India, the salient good features… I was dumbfounded. I could not think of one.But then I realized India is a way of life, a thought process, a feeling. In fact, I find the cliché good and bad about us that they show in movies like ‘Outsourced’ nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in Jaipur, at the railway station, dad left me and mom with luggage to go and check the reservation list. When I realized his reading glasses were with me in my purse, I ran after him. When I reached the notice board I saw some three men looking hard at the list, trying to find ‘Sankhla’ for an old man who forgot his glasses. And I knew I was back in my land. It’s a hard to describe sentiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a warmth or comfort or feeling of home turf or confidence of finding my way through, I am not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I crib and complain. I whine and huff. I refuse to agree and comply. I find the need of change. I see evident avenues for improvement. I find some facts appalling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am still a very proud Indian.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Independence Day!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-8923709639897020113?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/8923709639897020113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=8923709639897020113' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8923709639897020113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8923709639897020113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2009/08/advantage-india.html' title='Advantage India !!'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-5639430885272487950</id><published>2009-08-06T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T13:54:10.102-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psychology'/><title type='text'>Spicy Experience..</title><content type='html'>The flight back from home to Pune taught me new psychological classification of people… Misplaced Assertive and Counterfeit Assertive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flew back with spice jet, the low cost airlines. The no frills airline took a step forward in cost cutting and decided not to keep the engines running while on ground to save fuel. The result was that there was no source of cooling, which is not really an option at Jaipur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy sitting across the aisle in same row as me was Mr. MA (Misplaced Assertive). He decided to make enough noise, as the flight attendants surrounded him making excuses like the AC was not working on ground and how it will start working (miraculously)when the plane is in air &lt;Raised eyebrows&gt;. While most seated where using the instruction card to fan air, some making up their minds not to fly with the airlines again. Mr. MA liked the attention. If the ground AC system (if there is any thing like that) had a technical flaw or the obvious that the airlines was saving on fuel, blasting the flight attendants was ineffectual in solving the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next to him was seated Mr. CA (Counterfeit Assertive) who agreed vociferously with Mr. MA whenever he turned to his co-passenger for support, even though it meant chanting the same words again and again. Mr. MA steps out and the pretty air hostess with very apparent north-eastern looks came to the, by now, infamous row 24. She starts the uncanny explanation in a polite tone, this time in Hindi. Mr. CA was pleasantly surprised, actually he was floored. He asked starry eyed “You know Hindi?” Ha ha ha… the lady was totally confused; the burning (or heating) issue was no longer the issue. Mr. CA found the communication of a pretty woman in Hindi more delightful then his discomfort in the aircraft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I have utmost respect with people who are assertive and now I know that such variations of the trait are affable too, for the entertainment value.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-5639430885272487950?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/5639430885272487950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=5639430885272487950' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/5639430885272487950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/5639430885272487950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2009/08/spicy-experience_06.html' title='Spicy Experience..'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-2328237209385814668</id><published>2009-07-20T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T14:38:05.915-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lighter Note'/><title type='text'>Priti Almighty !!</title><content type='html'>I finally saw the movie “Bruce almighty” and my imagination ran untamed, as it always does on seeing something so creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I were to be GOD for a day (I am pretty confident of an extension); some drastic changes can be expected. Of coarse I will not be working on petty or selfish issues but towards greater good of mankind and World Peace. (The fake, well rehearsed beauty pageant smile and pose)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;People will be allowed to make plans and I will honor them if they are reasonable, in contrast to what happen now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Like heart and soul every one will also have a dream.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;People will hear music in the background when they fall in love to help them understand this complex phenomenon and distinguish it from similar incidences like crush and infatuation. In fact, I may just give life a background score to make it more interesting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;They will get life lines to help them keep their relations.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Life will have a fast forward and a rewind button.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;All money and assets will self destruct themselves every year to help people notice their ineffectuality.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Traveler’s miles will be calculated for frequent travelers and considered for perks to encourage people go around this beautiful planet and meet new people. Traveling assists to gain knowledge and appreciate different people and culture, one of the best ways to facilitate growth of tolerance and eradicate prejudice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will disassociate myself with all rivers like Ganga to do my bit for pollution control and environment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Six packs will be bone structure in all Homo sapiens. (I assume GOD can interfere with science and evolution). And abdomen will have no curvature or flab. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;To maintain law and order punishments would be part of nature. You do a crime and will be punishment. These will be for all types of crimes, be it heinous or petty. For example if you ogle at women your eyesight will become weak.(ummm ahmmm …bad example… may have to reconsider this one, otherwise all Indian men will go blind in no time.. whatever you got the concept) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Like Pinocchio, people’s nose will increase length if they whine. (No. This one is to bring optimism in the most grumbling creatures in this world and not to make my small nose big. Hunh!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Will definitely develop life in few other planets, Back up and business continuity is important.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-2328237209385814668?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/2328237209385814668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=2328237209385814668' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2328237209385814668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2328237209385814668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2009/07/priti-almighty.html' title='Priti Almighty !!'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-2895217107478166213</id><published>2009-07-17T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T12:58:27.551-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><title type='text'>India today!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you return to India after a considerable period of time you are bound to notice the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you wouldn’t know what Indian flag is like and that faces can’t be flags, Dhoni’s face is so frequently seen that it can well qualify as the symbol of our nation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once existing small currency denomination problem has been resolved. Now everything cost a hundred bucks or more.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is still no right hand driving or left hand driving, it’s the good old ‘I own the road’ driving.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;You will see a new form of child labor on Indian Television, portrayed as singing/dancing prodigies and new form of dramatic genius in the form of judges of talent hunt shows.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pink is the new blue for men (eeeeiiikkks)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Free incoming calls on cells, abundance of print media to substitute for high-speed internet and local shopkeepers for GPS/Google maps are a welcome change.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;You will be reminded what complications innocent rain can bring to your life, from power outage to cell phone connectivity to no cable TV to traffic jams to flooding of roads to no local trains. There seems to be a Rain Demon and not a Rain God.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is no parking place left anywhere.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Aloo Tikki burger at McDonalds, shopping for Indian dresses and the look on your parents face when they see you will be three of the many highpoints of your stay. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-2895217107478166213?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/2895217107478166213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=2895217107478166213' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2895217107478166213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2895217107478166213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2009/07/india-today.html' title='India today!!'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-2497011007490215830</id><published>2009-07-04T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T11:37:50.445-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The theory of Life!!</title><content type='html'>It’s the pep talk, the rationalization of apprehensions, the trivialization of concerns and the normalization of stressed nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart tends to break, issues with job &amp; life pop-up every now and then, relationships go sour and decisions are not always easy to take &amp; live with … and this is the time we speak and are spoken to the over-simplified fundas of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the commonly said/heard words of wisdom are:&lt;br /&gt;· Tension would not help resolve issues &lt;br /&gt;· Future is not known, past cannot be changed so enjoy the present&lt;br /&gt;· Everything happens for a reason&lt;br /&gt;· Do your best and leave the rest&lt;br /&gt;· Time will resolve everything&lt;br /&gt;· Live each moment to the fullest&lt;br /&gt;· Good things happen to good people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like you are standing in chemistry lab with a beaker full of chemical mixture which was supposed to change colors long back, and they still haven’t… and while you are freaking out of your nerves… people are still preaching the disconnected theory of your failed practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This affable, over the phone or over the coffee, cost free but heart felt bucket of incoherent advice from friends is still the silver lining to the grey clouds of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-2497011007490215830?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/2497011007490215830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=2497011007490215830' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2497011007490215830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2497011007490215830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2009/07/theory-of-life.html' title='The theory of Life!!'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-7488734749321759249</id><published>2009-05-25T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T08:42:13.154-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Bountiful Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yellowstone National Park primarily located in the state of Wyoming, was the first ever national park created in the world. Of course, beauty like that was bound to create ripples in the inspired minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never seen such diverse and unadulterated nature’s treat to eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/Shtrp5Ws8NI/AAAAAAAAD2M/5BGpNqxWg1Y/s1600-h/DSC03446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339980150692704466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/Shtrp5Ws8NI/AAAAAAAAD2M/5BGpNqxWg1Y/s320/DSC03446.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Frozen Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/ShtrpXDrdNI/AAAAAAAAD2E/0gSHRGS0SCI/s1600-h/DSC03391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339980141486109906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/ShtrpXDrdNI/AAAAAAAAD2E/0gSHRGS0SCI/s320/DSC03391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Colors of the Hot Geyser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339980137065233778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/ShtrpGlqPXI/AAAAAAAAD18/ktRjZ9TA310/s320/DSC03318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Emerald Reflection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/Shtu2aYp4eI/AAAAAAAAD2s/XvtAXu-2KjA/s1600-h/DSC03646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339983664252576226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/Shtu2aYp4eI/AAAAAAAAD2s/XvtAXu-2KjA/s320/DSC03646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Marbel Slopes &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/ShtvazynidI/AAAAAAAAD20/s-PzID_nnqY/s1600-h/DSC03728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339984289547651538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/ShtvazynidI/AAAAAAAAD20/s-PzID_nnqY/s320/DSC03728.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the Creations of the Master&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place seems to be created by an erratic, genius painter who took unconventional colors and patterns and created magic. Thank you GOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-7488734749321759249?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/7488734749321759249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=7488734749321759249' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/7488734749321759249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/7488734749321759249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2009/05/bountiful-beauty.html' title='Bountiful Beauty'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/Shtrp5Ws8NI/AAAAAAAAD2M/5BGpNqxWg1Y/s72-c/DSC03446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-7732821195143487201</id><published>2009-05-17T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T00:16:20.511-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><title type='text'>Indian Elections '09</title><content type='html'>So the elections are over. An exercise with this magnitude and importance do have a few lessons to learn; actually it can be mapped to the existing wisdom in form of phrases. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;strong&gt;Over the Top&lt;/strong&gt;: 15th Lok Sabha elections&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;strong&gt;Go lay an egg&lt;/strong&gt;: 47% votes casted by mumbaikars&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;strong&gt;Your Guess Is As Good As Mine&lt;/strong&gt;: the analyst who claim to know the mind of Indian voters, are proclaimed wrong, again&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;strong&gt;By hook or crook&lt;/strong&gt;: Varun Gandhi use hate speech to win elections&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;strong&gt;Turn Over A New Leaf&lt;/strong&gt;: India elects 226 MPs who are less than 50 yrs of age &lt;br /&gt;• &lt;strong&gt;Actions speak louder then words&lt;/strong&gt;: Sheila Dikshit delivers a perfect score   &lt;br /&gt;• &lt;strong&gt;Count one’s chickens before they hatch&lt;/strong&gt;: Hopes of the, India’s regional party leaders had been hoping to play kingmakers is dead.  &lt;br /&gt;• &lt;strong&gt;From Rags To Riches&lt;/strong&gt;: Rahul Gandhi once flayed for dynasty politics, is now being applauded and celebrated as a catalyst in UPA victory.  &lt;br /&gt;• &lt;strong&gt;Don’t Burn Your Bridges&lt;/strong&gt;: The likes of Lalu Yadav, Amar Singh, Ram Vilas Pawan said they will not unconditionally support Congress/UPA before the elections, fearing the anti-incumbency factor. Yes, now the roles of seeker and seeked have reversed, &lt;br /&gt;• &lt;strong&gt;Dead Duck &lt;/strong&gt;: Blooming trouble, BJP can't get its leader right&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;strong&gt;When It Rains, It Pours&lt;/strong&gt;: Indian Rupee, Bonds, Index Futures Gain on Election Victory&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-7732821195143487201?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/7732821195143487201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=7732821195143487201' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/7732821195143487201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/7732821195143487201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2009/05/indian-elections-09.html' title='Indian Elections &apos;09'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-412376527311522663</id><published>2009-03-29T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:38:18.551-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Adding up...</title><content type='html'>We can readily count what we want!&lt;br /&gt;To bring peace we count, what we have!&lt;br /&gt;The count of what others have is always more!&lt;br /&gt;In plenty we count as what we deserve!&lt;br /&gt;Its always disturbing to count we were denied!&lt;br /&gt;We never loose the count of our hurts!&lt;br /&gt;We count the memories to swing between emotions!&lt;br /&gt;The try not to think that the future breaths have their count too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-412376527311522663?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/412376527311522663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=412376527311522663' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/412376527311522663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/412376527311522663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2009/03/adding-up.html' title='Adding up...'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-6174768865820282199</id><published>2009-03-22T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T18:50:12.394-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><title type='text'>The Curious Case of Varun Gandhi</title><content type='html'>In a country where divisions are plentiful, and usually underlined and used by the power seekers; the election times are notorious for the blatant display of the ugly face of unethical people who seek to rule the democratic India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why should Varun Gandhi’s idiocy be a reason of such discomfort?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the hope that many Indians have had in the youth of the country is damaged. The hope of a nation with leaders and citizen one day will take care of the real issues rather then diverting us took a beating too. The hope that the likes of Sachin Pilot and Omar Abdullah gave us is dented. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young moron with nothing but a legacy decides he wants to do nothing, try nothing but play the communal card to get the ticket to parliament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look from another perspective, it’s a slap on the face of the seasoned, people dividing politician. It’s like a child who put stethoscope around his neck and thinks this is all what his dad did to become a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Varun is just a reality check.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-6174768865820282199?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/6174768865820282199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=6174768865820282199' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/6174768865820282199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/6174768865820282199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2009/03/curios-case-of-varun-gandhi.html' title='The Curious Case of Varun Gandhi'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-2388494420707086011</id><published>2009-03-05T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:45:59.554-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><title type='text'>Oxymoron</title><content type='html'>A liquor baron bought Gandhi's five personal items which went under the hammer in New York for USD 1.8 million  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously?? India’s leaders think we need his five belongings… the nation of his dreams today rubbishes his ideology , that it so desperately needs… and its his physical possessions that we need???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today violence occurs and erupts in this nation on most mundane events… From lyrics of a song to a road accident to petty criminals caught by public…everything gives a reason for mob frenzy…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The caste divide he fought is today stoned by laws that force caste based reservation. No body pays heed on his vocational oriented education. In fact today Indian education system not only failed its citizens by not equipping them to easily get all kind of jobs but also fail to build rationalism. The education system imparts mere literacy and not education. The effect is that petty politicians like Raj Thackrey find new ways to divide country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women empowerment, economic self-reliance, easing poverty, simple living and many other of his ideologies are all so relevant to India, buy are pushed under the carpet by power hungry politician … and all they feel a sense of achievement in getting his five simple assets …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for those who can even use Lord Ram as an excuse to kill for political gains …Gandhi was just a sane voice..…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-2388494420707086011?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/2388494420707086011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=2388494420707086011' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2388494420707086011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2388494420707086011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2009/03/oxymoron.html' title='Oxymoron'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-534165594621208136</id><published>2009-02-13T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:15:35.598-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>I support Ram Sena!!</title><content type='html'>Since most members of Ram Sena are behind bars…I feel the urgency to express how much I am aligned with them…&lt;br /&gt;Most of the Valentine day rituals are WRONG (trying to use strong words to mix-up with my fundamentalist co-thinkers) and is against Indian culture (oh! This expression is mandatory)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flowers&lt;/strong&gt;: Papa taught me as a kid not to pluck flowers, and so true. It’s not at all environment friendly that you demand a particular flower (red rose) more then others. Think about genetic diversity man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chocolates&lt;/strong&gt;: Mouth watering and mouthful choclates one day and she will starve herself for next three weeks. Bahut na-insaafi hai. (it’s just not fair)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Candle-light Dinner&lt;/strong&gt;: The pain she went through by getting her eyebrows plucked for you, was for a reason; to look pretty but how do you intend to look at her in that dim light. There can be other issues if only one of you is vegetarian and you order both kinds of dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gift&lt;/strong&gt;: Selecting gift is an art. Being able to afford a gift is luck. Keeping gift a secret is intelligence. But accepting gift with grace is an extraordinary ability. The closer she is to you the more chances of her disproving your choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stress/Depression&lt;/strong&gt;: Not really a ritual but a commonly found side effect on those who do not have a true love already identified. But the catch is, if you have identified your love, you struggle to unite in holy matrimony. And those who embraced matrimony their woes are unspeakable… So basically the trauma continues in one form or other, at times due to absence of love and more so once you find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the Story: Celebrate Love and Life each and everyday to the fullest!!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Living!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-534165594621208136?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/534165594621208136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=534165594621208136' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/534165594621208136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/534165594621208136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-support-ram-sena.html' title='I support Ram Sena!!'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-6123848747813833480</id><published>2009-01-25T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T22:48:25.671-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Emblematical News…</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Superman emerges from the horizon to save the troubled world…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obama takes oath of office …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School kid who takes a scrapbook to school, bully kid at school tears it off…so our good boy comes home make another scrapbook and take to school each day and each day the evil boy rubbishes his efforts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India provide the proof that Kasab is a Pakistani and of coarse Pakistan is the bully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Village elders over hukka, sit and talk…gossiping and giving opinions around those who toil for a living…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Discussions on TV channels…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ineffectual individuals throw stones on other’s fruit laden tress..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people protest to remove dog from the much acclaimed “Slumdog Millionaire” movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prasad distribution at temple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aishwarya Rai Bachchan get Padma Shri award&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The great unarmed robbery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramalinga Raju Admits 7000 Crore Fraud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pest Control&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US not to hesitate hitting Al Qaeda targets in Pak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wikipedia: A confidence trick or confidence game is an attempt to defraud a person or group by gaining their confidence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanjay Dutt says Amar Singh is like an elder brother and convinced him to fight for MP seat from Samajwadi Party…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sowing precious seed on barren land&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashok Chakra for the 26/11 martyrs but no legislation or law against terrorism&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-6123848747813833480?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/6123848747813833480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=6123848747813833480' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/6123848747813833480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/6123848747813833480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2009/01/emblematical-news.html' title='Emblematical News…'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-4919513253149663187</id><published>2009-01-01T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T13:55:13.706-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Good and Bad Compulsions</title><content type='html'>I have always opposed the time bound approach to life, as it brings artificial compartmentalization to something as natural as life&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For example, you should have a defined career path by a certain age and if you explore an unconventional career and take more time to get “settled” unlike your peers, it is assumed you are not serious about earning your livelihood. Similarly, you should marry by a certain age and have kids even if you are contended being single or wants to plan your family as per your preference and not based on when your cousins/relatives/friends plan their babies. This approach makes life a time table and peer pressure lasts for a lifetime. The joyous, life defining moments are reduced as events for completion of the template of life, and after one event you worry about the agenda for the next to stick to the schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But I still like the forced clichéd rituals of celebrations like New Year Celebrations, birthdays. There is nothing to it; really, it’s just another day of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I believe that each day in life needs to be lived to its fullest. These forced celebrations at least ensure some days of life are set aside when enjoyment is actually planned and we do not sleep-walk through them like many more potential but lost opportunities to be alive. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;New Year celebrations also provide a psychosomatic boundary to time. All the sorrows and joys magically turn into memories and we feel empowered to start all over again. The mostly ineffective practice of New Year resolutions, also provide a glimmer of hope of a life without some of our recognized vices.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So let’s celebrate, enjoy and live life on our very own terms; today and for rest of the days of our lives.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-4919513253149663187?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/4919513253149663187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=4919513253149663187' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/4919513253149663187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/4919513253149663187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-and-bad-compulsions.html' title='Good and Bad Compulsions'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-2113860734979263281</id><published>2008-12-21T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T23:40:03.771-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Bitter times and Better times...</title><content type='html'>Well, bad times are a better teacher then good ones…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though none of us can even question the sweetness of success and will never trade the same with failure…we need to agree that success is the bright light in life which with its brightness, conceal the crevices of the soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never come home and introspect after winning. We never explore alternating paths or approach as ours get already qualified with success. Also the one who has stumbled down once will never laugh on any other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is failure as bitter as it is portrayed or is a forced scenario to evolve…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-2113860734979263281?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/2113860734979263281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=2113860734979263281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2113860734979263281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2113860734979263281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2008/12/bitter-times-and-better-times.html' title='Bitter times and Better times...'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-6983687433836144764</id><published>2008-12-08T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:59:29.202-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Barbed Times</title><content type='html'>One of the toughest things to do is to fight a loosing battle…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s like you are in middle of running for Presidency of United States. During the Campaign, close to the elections the support turns heavily against you, for whatever reason. So the two options out of you misery as not really options you can exercise because if you walk out of the situation you succumb to defeat before it happens and you cannot really envisage victory to motivate yourself because you know unlike a Hollywood sports movie nothing will change a few seconds before the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at some point of time even if you make peace with your potential defeat, you still have to work towards your all elusive victory…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even as most of you I meet on a day to day basis counsel me to be unruffled by work issues, I cannot as I am living through my loosing battle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-6983687433836144764?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/6983687433836144764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=6983687433836144764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/6983687433836144764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/6983687433836144764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2008/12/barbed-times.html' title='Barbed Times'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-7066821007709885151</id><published>2008-10-21T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:43:20.344-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terrorism'/><title type='text'>Excerpts from Raj Thackeray’s Diary…</title><content type='html'>“I sit in this dark and stinking jail cell and I can’t, just can’t help smiling…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the right hand man of my uncle Bala Sahab Thackeray and expected him to let me become heir to the Shiv Sena. But when he choose his son over me, his nephew, I did not give up. I created &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MNS&lt;/span&gt; called &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;aharashtra &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;avnirman &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ena but actually it stands for &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;enace and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;uisance of the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ociety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Shiv Sena I learned how fascism works, how it catapults you into limelight. But today I have outperformed this ideology of my former party that axe me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had it easy. Everyone wants more then they deserve. I target the poor. Tell them their poverty is not their inability to earn better but the fault of a more hard working north Indian. They also listen to my gibberish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all get convinced by my tactics but I have found enough “Marathi Manoos” to be a known face in dirty poliics. The media has given me required focus. I did use the name of Bachchan family and took offense by their non-offensive statements to get media’s attention. And they started writing Nike and prorogue in hindi on showrooms because of me …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally became a known face, folding hand while getting arrested was a little filmy but I am sure they must be showing the same again and again on the news channels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already made enough arrangements and instructed my people to create enough impairment and violence to make people realize that a popular leader is in jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon I will win in elections and get my aim of becoming the chief minister. To reach their soon I will have to soon change sides woe North Indians as their votes need to be harnessed too. I have nothing for or agaisnt marathi manoos … they were just meant to serve a purpose and they did …”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-7066821007709885151?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/7066821007709885151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=7066821007709885151' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/7066821007709885151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/7066821007709885151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2008/10/excerpts-from-raj-thackerays-diary.html' title='Excerpts from Raj Thackeray’s Diary…'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-2229975203992884538</id><published>2008-09-21T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T09:14:33.525-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>A Good Life...</title><content type='html'>I have not seen poverty, hunger or dearth. But I work hard everyday for a good life. Good life for me is to have a bigger TV, bigger car and more amenities then what my parents enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;For five days a week&lt;br /&gt;• I cringe every morning when the alarm rings and drag myself everyday out of bed for a job I hate. &lt;br /&gt;• I work with people I don’t want to be like&lt;br /&gt;• I don’t see a value add in doing what a do&lt;br /&gt;• I take many coffees to keep up my attention.&lt;br /&gt;• I miss meals or eat while attending calls&lt;br /&gt;• I miss gym because of the long hours I work.&lt;br /&gt;• Stress ensure I don’t sleep very well&lt;br /&gt;• I crib at the first opportunity I get about anything related to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work for good life, losing five days of a seven day week. I work for good life where the sum of my weekdays is the paycheck I earn at the end of the month. I work for a good life which enables me to not worry about day to day survival and allows me to dream, but it also detaches my from my dreams…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earning a livelihood is the imp but need to redefine a phrase “A Good Life”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-2229975203992884538?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/2229975203992884538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=2229975203992884538' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2229975203992884538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2229975203992884538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2008/09/good-life.html' title='A Good Life...'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-640651820332731848</id><published>2008-09-21T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T01:49:40.420-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'>80-20 Rule Changed</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Pareto &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;principle &lt;/strong&gt;(also known as &lt;strong&gt;the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;80-20 rule&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;the law of the vital few &lt;/strong&gt;and the principle of factor sparsity) states that, for many events, 80% of the effects come from 20% of the causes. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This rule has changed. Now it is &lt;strong&gt; the 99.99 - 0.01 rule&lt;/strong&gt;, probably called the &lt;strong&gt;Destructive Rule &lt;/strong&gt;or &lt;strong&gt;the law of irrational few&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examples&lt;br /&gt;• A handful of people defaced the “Brand Bengal” in name of social justice. After the Tata’s many company’s pulled out of West Bengal giving a big setback to the state’s economy. These people got the political mileage but what about millions of unemployed youth.&lt;br /&gt;• A handful of MNS member (or I should say hooligans) changed the face of the most cosmopolitan city of India, Mumbai. The nuisance element is so high that International brands write the store names in hindi and the big &amp; mighty apologize in public, lest they may have to fight unreasonable people.&lt;br /&gt;• The so call moral police whose issues range from New Year celebrations to discotheques to school uniforms while hunger, poverty and exploitation persists.&lt;br /&gt;•  Few want to be politicians are the ones who throw Taslima out of the country, who rage at Hussain’s paintings, who make Sania take a decision not to play tennis in India to hide from controversies.&lt;br /&gt;• Some people who hurt Indian economy by jamming transport between Jaipur and Delhi to earn reservation for their community. And a handful of politician who erode the social fabric of India to exploit the reservation law to win elections.&lt;br /&gt;• Some people who create a strom when a celebrity hunts a black buck, but don’t even comment as many lions and tigers are hunted at times for profit and at times because of ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;em&gt;The coward terrorists… who hide and kill innocent people to get their whimsical demands noticed, who bind the whole world in mourning and pain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-640651820332731848?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/640651820332731848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=640651820332731848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/640651820332731848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/640651820332731848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2008/09/80-20-rule-changed.html' title='80-20 Rule Changed'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-8833319850994351350</id><published>2008-09-17T22:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T23:08:34.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psyche'/><title type='text'>Complex Chemistry</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I somehow got addicted to Big Boss Season 2.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is not very cool to walk into the house after hours of toiling in office, keep coffee in microwave with restless hands, fight guilt pangs of postponing gym and search for the day’s episodes on youtube. Though such obsession seems childish, I have my reasons. This may sound like a cover-up but I think the program talk’s volumes about human psychology, the chemistry of human interactions and the gospel art of living. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Following are of my observations of people, based on this show which incidently match well with my day to day interactions with other Homo Sapiens....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everyone believes he/she is right.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everyone believes that in a confrontational situation irrespective of their role, that they have been wronged.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If someone doesn’t like you there is nothing you can do to change their mind.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Complexes define personality.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is easy, almost innate to take bad relationships on a downhill path, immensely difficult to redeem it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crying is a weapon for women that ensure undivided attention.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Revenge is best served cold.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You have to practice a lot of silence to earn value for your spoken words.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Looks matter.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Only winners can be graceful.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Life is not a game of chess where your winning or losing will matter. Life is a takeaway food joint with a long queue where your moving smoothly without creating a hassle counts.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-8833319850994351350?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/8833319850994351350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=8833319850994351350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8833319850994351350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8833319850994351350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2008/09/complex-chemistry.html' title='Complex Chemistry'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-3432094926286060567</id><published>2008-09-16T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:33:56.671-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Finding Prito</title><content type='html'>They say it is better to take a wrong road then wait at forever at the crossroads. But the fear of being wrong is enormous. As I struggle in the quest to find myself, I worry that my confusion will be evident in my writing… this results in many uncompleted and unpublished posts…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the weight of unspoken words is weighs down the soul; add another worry of losing my skill to my palpable anxiousness.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I promise to myself to write every single day for next 14 days…and publish&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-3432094926286060567?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/3432094926286060567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=3432094926286060567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/3432094926286060567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/3432094926286060567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2008/09/finding-prito.html' title='Finding Prito'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-6639664462534282587</id><published>2008-06-08T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T22:47:10.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody turn of events…</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time news was made by the mundane statements... of the people in power…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next came the age of political scandals and kickbacks, highlighting the loss of character in the politicians and government officials…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all channels and online newspapers are filled with stories of crime, that too most heinous in the eyes of law; murder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statistically now India top the number of murders as compared to other countries. Practically, everything from a love triangle gone wrong, greed of property, uncompromising marital differences, one sided love stories, families refusing to accept relationships… all seem to lead to murder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each culprit has confidence of dodging the criminal investigator and law, each time. They now plan to get alibis and remove proof of the crime with a stoned heart and unfathomed mind. In 1995, when Sushil Sharma was accused to murder Naina Sahani and try to erase proof by burning her in tandoor, it was branded as inhuman. But now many of the recent murder stories force us to change the perspective of these words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indians shown as the family oriented, high valued individuals in patriotic Bollywood movies in 1960’s and 1970’s are at the nadir of relationship mess and crime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe being intolerant and emotional can be lethal. As control and support of the society decrease, the fear for consequences of a crime has decreased. Now each person and family feels alone and trapped in its circumstances and feels solely responsible to resolve it. Obviously, they choose to take the easier option of removing the opposition then facing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-6639664462534282587?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/6639664462534282587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=6639664462534282587' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/6639664462534282587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/6639664462534282587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2008/06/bloody-turn-of-events.html' title='Bloody turn of events…'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-1773696453183161803</id><published>2008-05-11T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T23:03:24.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Economy'/><title type='text'>I feel important …</title><content type='html'>For long the Indian middle class was supposed to be not a great place to be. These were tax payers who had moderate means but great dreams. For them getting their children to good school was a status symbol and their kids getting into good college a definition of their life’s success. As most Middle class Indians believe, this is the strata of the Indian society that embodies Indian culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education has paid high dividends as always and India at prime in the outsourcing culture is growing leaps and bounds; lot of focus has come on the middle class. Most have seen their parents save and stash, and they now want to spend. They are now a confident regular income class whose consumerism is throwing India’s economy in spin.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It seems the my mundane middle class is creating waves…worldwide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already hit by the subprime and infuriated by India’s agricultural policy, America and Miss Rice are making unkind comments on the food grain consumption of the “affluent” Middle class. And Prime Minister of India tells repeatedly that paychecks and purchasing power needs to be kept under check for the neo-rich. The inflation is in bad state and the new manta of “Living Today” a norm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not very sure how this will unfold. But I somehow find it very interesting that the law abiding, moderately rich,tax paying, education oriented families, fixed deposit creating strata becoming a nightmare for economist…” Fate, It Seems, Is Not Without Its Sense Of Irony” …ha ha ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-1773696453183161803?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/1773696453183161803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=1773696453183161803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1773696453183161803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1773696453183161803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-feel-important.html' title='I feel important …'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-3350746623850079404</id><published>2008-03-20T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T17:12:44.742-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><title type='text'>Whose country is it anyway?</title><content type='html'>I was born in India. Although not as make-believe as Karan Johar expression of patriotism, I indeed love my country. Even though democracy prevails in my country there is nothing that reflect my views and visions.  &lt;br /&gt;The issue is that with the substantial fruits that political office yields in India, all involved are ready to stoop at any level, overlooking logic and humanity to hold on to the chair of profit. So even as I have a right to vote, I don’t have any one echoing my thoughts, to vote for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone who thinks the following?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Taslima Nasreen should be allowed to stay in India. As a writer she should not be harassed to appease any community. In fact, all artists like M.F. Hussain, Salman Rushdie should neither be witch hunted because of their religion and extra-ordinary intolerance existing in other religion nor any creative artist be allowed to kick-up controversies to sell their work. The person who created controversy by asking “Aaja nach le” title song to remove a paragraph that says “mocha bhi khud ko sunar bole”(for being derogatory for backward classes) should be given life imprisonment for having a sadistic and narrow minded approach and wasting resources of a nation on such misinterpretation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Raj Thackray should be removed from the face of earth, without media coverage and fan fare like any traitor is vanished. Any one like Shiv Sena or MNS trying to highlight regionalism should be handled without intervention of media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Cricket is a sport. It’s heartening to look the way commerce has spun around it, by noticing the IPL actions. But other sports need help. I wonder what is happening of the commonwealth games India plan to host in 2010. I believe it should be taken seriously as a matter of national pride and keep it clear of corruption and controversy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• As US face economic recession, and has pulled down the economy and stock market across the world. Shouldn’t it at least now focus on its home affairs, instead of telling China how it should deal with Tibet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• The education system has three most coveted career paths viz. IITs. IIMs and IAS. Its disheartening to see the controversy surrounding them. The merit list have been quashed for IAS by yet again on giving reservation candidates a rough deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Media is the new necessary evil for our country. But someone should lay rules of what story they are making. Aaj tak making a one hour news program on film actors with no chest hair is acceptable then the media quoting people who create divide in name of religion and region. They actually stood in front of Raj Thackray’s house to take his pictures as if he was some celebrity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Can somebody please take notice that the world is actually cracking a joke when they say India would be the next superpower. No country can be unsafe for their women and be a superpower. And India will lose any and all tourism if tourist women are continued to be attacked at the rate they have been in the recent past.  And the attack on these foreign women is only because of the general disrespect Indian men have for the women kind. For any riots and display of religious intolerance women like nuns are often attacked. Instead of seeking 33% reservation for women, may be we can try making India safe for them and they will not need any such artificial assistance to bloom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-3350746623850079404?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/3350746623850079404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=3350746623850079404' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/3350746623850079404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/3350746623850079404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2008/03/whose-country-is-it-anyway.html' title='Whose country is it anyway?'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-7257331512405462852</id><published>2008-02-09T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T05:50:55.240-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><title type='text'>Lead India</title><content type='html'>Lead India according to me was a very well thought initiative. Not that I believe that the participants will change the future of my country or that youth will choose politics and community service as its mission from this day; but because we are exposed to many rational views and thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Mumbai, is held at ransom by political aspiration of a nobody called Raj Thackray, this show became voice of the people living in cities who unfortunately are not a vote bank. In fact many of them, like me cannot vote as we are born and living in different cities. And that may be one more reason why we abhor regionalism and communalism; hence Nanavati lost to Mishra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We heard people rationalizing on SEZ, reservations, capital punishments for rape culprits and foreign relations with Nepal and China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prime time TV looked beyond regressive serials created in the name of family and culture, and brought to reality that you can go to a slum and place a fire alarm system or get justice and hope for someone who meets with an accident. Though these tasks will be a little difficult without the camera and crew, they are still achievable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-7257331512405462852?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/7257331512405462852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=7257331512405462852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/7257331512405462852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/7257331512405462852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2008/02/lead-india.html' title='Lead India'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-4706936387382725131</id><published>2008-02-03T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T09:05:44.640-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Brain Dump again ...</title><content type='html'>Writer’s block is a deceptive concept. You get Writer’s block not when you run out of ideas or inspirations to write, but when there are too many ideas seeking your attention. Following are few of the waves in my brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wave 1: How can one talk about sports? There is nothing more action associated and spontaneous then it; then how can one do a pre &amp; post analysis of the same.&lt;br /&gt;Wave 2: Why anything that we seek and we get, seem so mundane?&lt;br /&gt;Wave 3: In case when a situation goes wrong, like partners splitting, roommates fighting etc; how come all sided sound equally wronged and aggrieved?  &lt;br /&gt;Wave 4: It is difficult to subjectively access a creative work, is this why taking up a profession dealing with creativity, so difficult?&lt;br /&gt;Wave 5: Do people who are focused have lack of communication and articulation skills? Or because people lack these skills they do not waste time and stay focused?&lt;br /&gt;Wave 6: Why India emulates US without considering the population and its Attitude? Just came back from Reliance Fresh, the lines at the cash counter are unusually long as people peep into the computer used for billing to confirm the rates and offers…&lt;br /&gt;Wave 7: Why movie makers experiment so little more? It has been more than a month to a movie hall. :(&lt;br /&gt;Wave 8: Why is there an urge to proliferate?&lt;br /&gt;Wave 9: Why now celebrities are denied vices like smoking also, along with a personal life?&lt;br /&gt;Wave 10: Do you love some one more by tattooing his/her name on your arm?&lt;br /&gt;Wave 11: Why do we only talk about irrigation, when another imperative duty of the rain gods is to save my cricket team from a defeat? &lt;br /&gt;Wave 12: Why marriage is the only time bound relationship? Never heard people saying that I should have had twelve close friends by this age …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-4706936387382725131?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/4706936387382725131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=4706936387382725131' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/4706936387382725131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/4706936387382725131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2008/02/brain-dump-again.html' title='Brain Dump again ...'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-2283518272822630169</id><published>2008-01-28T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T09:48:13.062-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Landmark …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/R54VLFyg2dI/AAAAAAAAAho/h44ayzIjboE/s1600-h/ekhizindagi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/R54VLFyg2dI/AAAAAAAAAho/h44ayzIjboE/s320/ekhizindagi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160585503289956818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie sangharsh has a dialogue “Sapne soch samajh kar dekhne chahiye, kabhi kabhi sach bhi ho jaate hain” … This dialogue defines my day on 28th Jan, 2008. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My composer friend Manu created a music album, in which I was fortunate to participate as a lyricist. Today the album was launched at the music world, Brigade Road, Bangalore. As I climbed the stairs, I heard my song being played. It felt so special, never thought a song that holds lyrics penned by me will be played in public as till date most of my creations stay with me or find way to friend’s mailboxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few lines for the people who worked with the album…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first voice is a prelude&lt;br /&gt;And is the sign of a song on it way&lt;br /&gt;My first words are the beginning&lt;br /&gt;As my heart has so much to say&lt;br /&gt;My first work is the sunrise&lt;br /&gt;And I know I have the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sense of accomplishment is less then the new found restlessness as I itch more then ever before to write and express, as a possibility has unfolded in front of me because of God's grace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-2283518272822630169?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/2283518272822630169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=2283518272822630169' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2283518272822630169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2283518272822630169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2008/01/landmark.html' title='Landmark …'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/R54VLFyg2dI/AAAAAAAAAho/h44ayzIjboE/s72-c/ekhizindagi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-1780803044799615726</id><published>2008-01-13T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T09:23:39.751-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><title type='text'>Not a Nano Issue</title><content type='html'>The Ratan Tata 1 lakh car, brought joy of the common man. &lt;br /&gt;But why?&lt;br /&gt;Because prosperity is associated with owning a four wheeler? Or because a developed country is the one with many &amp; only cars on the road?&lt;br /&gt;The problem is not the nano car, the congestion on roads and not even the threat to the environment. It’s a mindset and lack of foresight of Indians. With the kind of population India has, the best and most prosperous mode of transformation can only and only be the public transport.&lt;br /&gt;An efficient and safe public transport is very fuel efficient, control damage to the environment with access fuel emission. It also prevents the government from spending disproportionately on the big cities in the name of infrastructure development.&lt;br /&gt;India and Indians need to stop looking towards the developed countries to define development and affluence. Different set of positives and negatives define us, population being the one most important deciding factor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-1780803044799615726?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/1780803044799615726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=1780803044799615726' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1780803044799615726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1780803044799615726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2008/01/not-nano-issue.html' title='Not a Nano Issue'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-3270657992463921054</id><published>2007-12-31T03:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T03:21:04.612-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wish'/><title type='text'>New Year Wishes ...</title><content type='html'>Augment … laughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignore … pains and tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rekindle … zest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget … failures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reinforce … confidence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decorate … dreams &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embrace … forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Express … care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replenish … hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate ….life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome … Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you and your loved ones, a very Happy and Successful Year Ahead!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-3270657992463921054?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/3270657992463921054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=3270657992463921054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/3270657992463921054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/3270657992463921054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-year-wishes.html' title='New Year Wishes ...'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-9118350381903503862</id><published>2007-12-28T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T09:29:37.656-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Knowing Right and Doing Right!!</title><content type='html'>Last few months have been crazy at work. There have been no date and time, just deadlines. I understand and acknowledge the concept of work-life balance, sharpening the axe and all that… but just some more effort, one more milestone and some more learning … thoughts that still drives or misguide you…&lt;br /&gt;Knowing what is right and doing things the right way is so different, almost always. For example&lt;br /&gt;• Eat healthy&lt;br /&gt;• Exercise :)&lt;br /&gt;• Positive thinking &lt;br /&gt;• Think before you speak&lt;br /&gt;• Don’t react in anger&lt;br /&gt;• Don’t get angry for that matter &lt;br /&gt;• Don’t let ego rule relationships&lt;br /&gt;• Accept people, no ones perfect&lt;br /&gt;• Etc, etc, etc ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ideal way is a tough way…or honestly …I think the abandoned way, know nobody taking it …he he. May be because it’s the way of mind…which is never alluring ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is to be lead and lived by heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is probably why even in life without exercise, sporadic proper meals, lack of sleep, bursting stress level and growing coffee addiction …writing is still therapeutic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A big thanks to everyone who has read my writing and special thanks to ones who have dropped their comments, to my blogs…This happens to be the fiftieth :) ..Thanks again!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-9118350381903503862?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/9118350381903503862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=9118350381903503862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/9118350381903503862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/9118350381903503862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/12/knowing-right-and-doing-right.html' title='Knowing Right and Doing Right!!'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-5172534852866519076</id><published>2007-12-27T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T07:15:37.553-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'>Benazir Bhutto Assassinated!!</title><content type='html'>The terrible news brings two threads of thoughts to my mind…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One that this lady has seen in her life time what most people take many incarnations to even know. She was born the daughter of President of Pakistan, Zulfiqar ali Bhutto…but she was only in her twenties when coup against her father was done by Zia ul Haq. She was jailed and her father killed. She had mentioned the pain of knowing the inevitable end of her father and expecting the bad news at any point of time, in her jail cell.  She was allowed to leave the country after her father was hanged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came back after several years and won election in huge majority. These were the elections where she was supposed to face Zia ul Haq who however died shortly before facing the elections, in a plane crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As ruler of Pakistan though she was recognized as the pioneer of democracy, she and her businessman husband were accused of ramped corruption. She lost elections to Nawaz Sharif and her husband was also put to jail on corruption charges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Parwez Musharaf seized power, he offered a safe passage to her and Nawaz Sharif and their respective families to leave Pakistan. She left Pakistan again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She moved to London, but her efforts to come back to Pakistan and establish democracy never ceased. She was accused to have got in a Deal with President Parwez Musharaf which facilitated her comeback to Pakistan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greeted with a bomb blast on arrival to Pakistan at Karachi in October,2007, she continued to talk about elections. Though her approach towards Musharaf changed everyday, her pursuit for democracy only ended with her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second thought … We should stop cribbing about Indian Politics. We still have democracy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-5172534852866519076?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/5172534852866519076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=5172534852866519076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/5172534852866519076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/5172534852866519076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/12/benazir-bhutto-assassinated.html' title='Benazir Bhutto Assassinated!!'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-2605783995240370328</id><published>2007-12-12T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T05:28:39.674-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><title type='text'>Indian Women!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;As per the UNICEF report titled ‘Progress for Children’,  Fifty-four per cent Indian girls and women aged between 15 and 49 said that a husband or partner is justified in hitting or beating his wife under certain circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;The circumstances enlisted in the UNICEF report are: Wife neglects the children, wife goes out without telling her husband, wife argues with her husband, wife refuses sex with husband, and wife burns the food.&lt;br /&gt;“In the context of gender inequality, women’s response to abuse reflects their relatively fewer options to change or leave the relationship and their assessment of how best to protect themselves and their children,” the UNICEF report also stated.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These findings are unfathomable for some of us. It is very difficult to comprehend a mindset like this. We may believe that violence against women as outrageous. We may even call it primitive or oppressive and feel superior for our modern outlook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is worth taking a stock, as to in how many layers, does the Indian society exist? There is no comparison of attitude, aspirations, visions and needs of Indian women across various strata. In India some marriages break as the women seek more space and some marriages/relationships persist despite physical abuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And population sporting the later attitude is in majority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people talk about India being the next superpower!!! Duh !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-2605783995240370328?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/2605783995240370328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=2605783995240370328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2605783995240370328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2605783995240370328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/12/indian-women.html' title='Indian Women!!'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-7674843439345627577</id><published>2007-12-06T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T09:17:17.887-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><title type='text'>The new Indian Society!!</title><content type='html'>India was always been divided by various factors… religion, caste, regions, language, ethnicity, economic status …and many others. Yet India was always known as hub of culture and literature, known for non-violence and tolerance and essentially looked upon by the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now Indians are divided on by a single reason into two categories: the powerful and the powerless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The powerful have money and connection and hence the spirit to shoot at people serving them drinks at party (Jessica Lal Case ), murder the love interest of their sisters(yadav brothers), murder their son-in-law (todi’s), rape and murder (priyadarshani mattu case) and make mockery of justice. I wonder what would have happened if media had not highlighted these cases. While the powerless are on the receiving end of justice, long court cases kill both seeking and receiving justice. A convict in Maharashtra spent 13 years in jail as an under trial before he was given a sentence to serve 10 days for giving false information in his passport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The powerful hold the right to be offended. They can get offended by what M.F. Hussain paints, Mira Nayar films, Taslima writes and Madhuri dances to. Of course at appropriate timing like when BJP needs votes , kolkata government wants to divert  attention from Nandigram and UP government is scared to loosing dalit votes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The powerful can insight riot and kill innocent men and the system including CBI protects them like accused of 1984 riots. They can be associated with murder an heinous crimes, still hold important public offices,  amass inappropriate wealth and practice evident nepotism. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To take the focus away from this divide and stay powerful, these men and women again and again bring to focus on the earlier prevailing divides of religion caste etc, making mockery of humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why hue and cry is made over one line of a bollywood song, calling it derogatory for dalits while crime against them is on the rise. Who can forget the crime done against a dalit family in the village of Khairlanji near Nagpur on 29 September 2006. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inciting religious hatred is now an official way to grab a vote bank. A very very mutilated picture of fundamentalism has surfaced reaching epitome with the heinous murder of family of Graham Stains, Demolition of babri majid, Gurjat riots and many such black days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrorism reigns and continue to kill the powerless as money and personal guard the powerful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India is now a nightmare for artists; superstition and fallacy represent culture, and the frustration of common man manifesting as mob violence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-7674843439345627577?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/7674843439345627577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=7674843439345627577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/7674843439345627577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/7674843439345627577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-indian-society.html' title='The new Indian Society!!'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-1191230939324655524</id><published>2007-11-30T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T12:18:47.680-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Saawariya Songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/R1BwAE5kz-I/AAAAAAAAAeU/b4AWZNqDtNQ/s1600-R/Saawariya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/R1BwAE5kz-I/AAAAAAAAAeU/nh9g8oJUUy0/s320/Saawariya.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138730321447276514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the first to get warnings about saawariya, as my friends knew my love for movies and faith on Mr. Bhansali. They cited examples, recited dialogues and ridiculed the ending. It seemed my favorite creator of aesthetics had gone wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No…I watched the songs today on youtube…. He rules… He rocks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Jab se tere naina” : The song is romance. Each expression and every movement remind of the madness love creates. How one loose control over sensibilities and yet enjoys the thrills of the fall; the fall in love. When even loneliness gets embellished by the thoughts of some.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UviVAk392Nw&amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Masha-Allah" : The song talks about a guy mesmerized by beauty of a lady. What a way to generate admiration of a lady. I loved the way masha-allah words come in when her dupatta falls from her head, when he sees her through the glass and when she bends close to him under the bridge. Breath-taking indeed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0WvMu5wT4Dk&amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thode badmash ho tum” : The song was not my favorite, before I saw it. The song is about companionship, with expression, expectations and relations very clear depicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=56Zsvx6eF7w&amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So absolutely charming!! Some of the best picturized songs ever created, on equally spectacular music. How I wish I could view life and love, the Bhansali way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-1191230939324655524?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/1191230939324655524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=1191230939324655524' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1191230939324655524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1191230939324655524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/11/saawariya-songs.html' title='Saawariya Songs'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/R1BwAE5kz-I/AAAAAAAAAeU/nh9g8oJUUy0/s72-c/Saawariya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-6119626472704356900</id><published>2007-11-18T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T00:50:43.955-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brain Dump'/><title type='text'>I am a Shahrukh Khan fan…</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/R0B1d_ik8iI/AAAAAAAAAds/AYPq4xNObcc/s1600-h/Shahrukh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/R0B1d_ik8iI/AAAAAAAAAds/AYPq4xNObcc/s320/Shahrukh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134232733335482914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If addicted to TV, movies, news and happening events; it will be clear that there is a dearth of hero’s in this second most populous country of the world. Here becoming a hero is easy, but staying a hero very very difficult. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I believe in one hero of today and that is Shahrukh Khan. An actor man who was no a star son and with no godfather in industry became a hero, who defied the cliché and entered the TV route, the man who defied the past debacle superstar’s had as producers; he is more of a entrepreneur then actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has no known enemies in film industry or Politics. He is known to be close to both Sonia Gandhi and Atal bihari Vajpai. He must be a very level header charmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being of this stature, he came to a reality show to promote his movie. Before his movies he is all over the place, from interviews at various channels to fashion shows, from cricket matches to stores inaugrations; no one markets like King Khan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Manoj Kumar controversy struck, he was quick to apologized with great humility. He admit his mistake or not, he definitely apologize like a gentlemen. &lt;br /&gt;Known as a family person, respected by all, a person with great sense of humor who do not shy in making fun of himself but talk wisdom most of the times when he is not cracking a fast one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An actor who can do Chakde India and OSO in one year... a producer who mint money ... if not loved and respected, definately talked by all ... what if he is not a heart throb, he is a Hero.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-6119626472704356900?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/6119626472704356900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=6119626472704356900' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/6119626472704356900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/6119626472704356900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-shahrukh-khan-fan.html' title='I am a Shahrukh Khan fan…'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/R0B1d_ik8iI/AAAAAAAAAds/AYPq4xNObcc/s72-c/Shahrukh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-3646244351781197551</id><published>2007-11-11T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T05:13:51.747-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>The Un-reality Show</title><content type='html'>There was an era of Saas-Bahu serials. Today even though they exist, the limelight today is on reality shows and talent hunts. Indian Idol, Sa re ga ma pa, Star Voice of India, Jhoom India, Jhalak Dikhlaja, Nach Baliye… the list is endless. &lt;br /&gt;At times the participants are celebrities and at times common people. High drama along with finely tailored singing &amp; dancing ensures high TRP rating. This drama comes from participants and judges. Participants cry, laugh and share their aspiration and at times even their family problems to win more support; to add drama while judges fight with each other while favoring a participant and at times questioning their ability. The show conductor is the most neutral. &lt;br /&gt;But the highlight is using SMS to decide the winners. This ensures great profits both to the service provider and the channel. Sympathy and support of participants and popularity of the celebrity’s participants used to ensure high inflow of these. &lt;br /&gt;The judges fight and grumble over decision of the public taken by these SMS, ensuring more drama, more polarization of sentiments and hence more votes. &lt;br /&gt;So in this new avatar of the Indian Television, the audience pays out of their pockets more directly. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-3646244351781197551?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/3646244351781197551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=3646244351781197551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/3646244351781197551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/3646244351781197551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/11/un-reality-show.html' title='The Un-reality Show'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-8847858289326642616</id><published>2007-10-27T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T06:09:14.890-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><title type='text'>Redefining Apathy …</title><content type='html'>Five years ago a state and humanity burned in the name of religion. Unsaid and unfathomable crimes were committed. The government and administration was accused for assisting this barbarism. The government retains power for five year after that incidence, even when the whole system viz the government, the law makers and the law enforcers were the main accused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five year later, when a large section of the population of the state still simmer in the pain of injustice and vandalism faced by them, an sting operation with the confessions of the barbarians and the talks about involvement of the administration in the roits. is captured by the media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The timing is convenient, just before election. &lt;br /&gt;Just when you feel nauseated about using the pain and death as instrument of gaining votes, there is more. The state government bans all channels showing this sting operation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They want to blackout the past and not repair it. No ones mourning the death of humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure today Allah and Ram hugged each other and cried … did it rain in Gujrat?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-8847858289326642616?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/8847858289326642616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=8847858289326642616' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8847858289326642616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8847858289326642616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/10/redefining-apathy.html' title='Redefining Apathy …'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-3347506749908302409</id><published>2007-10-16T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T22:09:10.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baffling Bulls and Bears!!</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time Sensex was a mirror of the Indian economy. Instability in government, terrorist attack and during the run-up to the budget the Sensex used to nosedive. There was a predictability of the market that gave confidence to the investors. The small investors were most affected with the ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;Now the scenario is very different as foreign investors take over the market. The Sensex in last few days soared madly, oblivious of the sentiment of Indian Economy. The reasons of such huge investment were the appreciating rupee and speculation on the stability of the US economy. But though this brought huge profits to the big players, most small investors were sidelined as they were taken aback by the market mahem.&lt;br /&gt;Finally SEBI proposed to act against P-notes, lets see if this brings a proper correction and allow small investors to be play their part in the economic growth of their own country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-3347506749908302409?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/3347506749908302409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=3347506749908302409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/3347506749908302409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/3347506749908302409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/10/baffling-bulls-and-bears.html' title='Baffling Bulls and Bears!!'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-6515675509732049595</id><published>2007-10-10T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T21:18:19.086-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lighter Note'/><title type='text'>Vivah per Nibandh</title><content type='html'>Vivah jeevan mein mahatavpurn hota hai. Jab tak nahin hota hai, tab tak mata-pita aur rishtedar kisi aur vishay per vichar nahin karte. Un ke saath kiye hue kisi bhi vartalap ka aant vivah ke vishay mein chintan per hi hota hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivah kai prakar ka hota hai. Var vadhu ke vivah mein adhik log aate hain. var-var aur vadhu vadhu ke vivah mein jyada log, aur kabhi kabhi to parivaar bhi nahin aate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adhiktar log vivah ke pehle, vivah ki aor atiutsuk rehte hain. Us ke vichaar mein vivah se akelepan ka aant hota hai. Kintu vivah ke pashtyat vo vivah na karne ki salaah dete hain aur sawam ekant dhoondte hain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivah per kai filmein bani hain yadi film ke aant mein vivah hoga hai to sukhmay hota hai, kitnu agar shuru mein hota hai to kai jhagde hote hain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-6515675509732049595?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/6515675509732049595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=6515675509732049595' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/6515675509732049595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/6515675509732049595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/10/vivah-per-nibandh.html' title='Vivah per Nibandh'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-7407725338154014018</id><published>2007-10-05T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T06:20:22.011-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cricket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><title type='text'>Indian Sports</title><content type='html'>I was ecstatic when India won the Twenty20 world championship. Leaving office early on a hectic Monday and hitch hiking to reach home in time, seemed so worthwhile when Sreesanth took that catch.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to express the euphoria the very next day in my blog because I was scared of the India-Australia ODI series and worried that my emotions will sound irrelevant very soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sure it would happen and it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the entire discussions of our esteemed commentator’s, experts and coffee room chit-chat, I have come to a definite inference. I know what is wrong with the India Cricket Team, for sure. The only problem is that a billion people watch them too closely, just too closely. It’s a sport to enjoy. Sadly people don’t realize that it all ends there. They blow hot and cold at the poor cricketers(not financially :) ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The victory rally that happened in Mumbai, I believe was misplaced. It would have been more deserving, for the two army Major’s who died in Jammu Kashmir yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cricket is awesome, unlike many other games, it is easy to understand; hence the mass appeal. But in India it is like that huge tree which takes the air, water and sunshine away from all other sports and not allowing them to flourish, even exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In recent past, the stars of Indian sports are dazzling. Be it Nehru Cup in Football,&lt;br /&gt;Anand becoming the World Chess champion, Asia Cup in Hockey or World School Rugby Championship…it’s undoubtedly a party in Indian sports scenario, except we are adamant not to join it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-7407725338154014018?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/7407725338154014018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=7407725338154014018' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/7407725338154014018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/7407725338154014018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/10/indian-sports.html' title='Indian Sports'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-5352305689828112153</id><published>2007-08-30T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T06:51:52.672-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><title type='text'>Public Madness</title><content type='html'>A lot of people believe that India qualifies to be a next super power just on the basis of its population. Others believe that the arguably great Indian culture rest on the community dynamics of the society. This dynamics give the Indian society its unique flavor and conscience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lately, this same “Society” is, holding India at ransom. Earlier the mob was seen as the main villain in riots, destroying people property and humanity in the name of religion. But lately their presence has greatly increased. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They block national highways to seek reservations, murder and burn public property to protest accidental deaths, attack and kill policemen, take law and order in their own hands by punishing criminals and even the ruling of panchayat of murder and rape being executed by the mob. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mob, part of a society is going against it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could be more detrimental for India then the terrorist attacks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-5352305689828112153?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/5352305689828112153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=5352305689828112153' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/5352305689828112153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/5352305689828112153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/08/public-madness.html' title='Public Madness'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-7957829071114030396</id><published>2007-08-30T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T02:50:08.009-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Nehru Cup</title><content type='html'>India wins the Nehru cup for the very first time. A glorious victory in football after five years for India. A great performance of an Indian team, in a game other then cricket. And not a single news article in any newspaper/bulletin of any channel, that talks about this victory, miss the words “Chak de India”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the bond between us and movies!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-7957829071114030396?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/7957829071114030396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=7957829071114030396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/7957829071114030396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/7957829071114030396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/08/nehru-cup.html' title='Nehru Cup'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-5492510853717808013</id><published>2007-08-19T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T09:14:08.422-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Underdogs</title><content type='html'>As an addict of movies every time I watched a Hollywood movie featuring a bunch of misfits going ahead to win a match of football(the longest yard), basket ball (Glory Road), ice hockey(Miracle) or boxing(Rambo Series of movies)…. I wondered why like Hollywood, Bollywood do not repeat this formula instead of love storey with father playing the villain formula.&lt;br /&gt;It finally happened and Chak de India released.&lt;br /&gt;There is something about this formula that touches the heart, in real life and in reel life. I remember vividly the finals of Wimbledon in 2001, when I witnessed Goran Ivanisevic win the title. He was the only person to win the men’s singles title as a wildcard.   &lt;br /&gt;Movies, which talks about, how success is close to you anywhere you stand on the rating chart of life are appealing. It’s the wisdom of life …that something’s like hard work, focus, honesty and some madness…almost always work to get you anything; you set your heart at.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-5492510853717808013?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/5492510853717808013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=5492510853717808013' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/5492510853717808013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/5492510853717808013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/08/underdogs.html' title='Underdogs'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-8469956273568373594</id><published>2007-08-14T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T03:23:51.553-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><title type='text'>Happy Independence Day!!</title><content type='html'>In many sections of Indian society, couples on their sixtieth wedding anniversary, get married again. Along with, a generally extended family, a lot of mixed experiences of life and earned wisdom, they redo their vows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that’s exactly what India should do on the Sixtieth Independence day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the real threat to India is not from the terrorist but the fundamentalist; not from the criminals but those who resort to destroy public property as a mark of protest on any and every issue; not from law-breakers but from people who have made finding loop-holes in law and manipulate witnesses; not from the corrupt bureaucrats but those who do not raise a voice against them; not hideous politicians but those who refuse to vote out of the despondency of the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the seven vows that we need are, based on the experiences of last 60 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vow 1: First and foremost we should safeguard the most precious thing called democracy. All political party should be made to follow rules like not inciting violence, respect secularism and law. Any violation to these laws should result in dissolution of the party by the election commission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vow 2: The judiciary, which on more then one occasion have proved as the sanest and most unbiased institution in the company, should work to come up with a process to dispose the cases at the earliest. Because we have seen over and over again that justice delayed is justice denied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vow 3: The education at schools should be overhauled to prepare students for self-employment rather then university education. The current system of education is single handedly responsible for the blooming service industry and crashing agriculture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vow 4: We should do everything to stop the rise of caste-based divide. This divide was caused by reservations in modern times, hence they should be discontinued immediately, except for reservation in education institutions and jobs based on physical (and if possible, few types of mental) disabilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vow 5: Women need to be empowered. I strongly believe, the way to empower them is not be any reservation but by making the society very safe for them. Neither their parents nor they should miss opportunity because some job, some area or some city is not safe. The laws to safeguard them should be strictly implemented and any case involving crime against women should be solved with in a year, to help the victim carry on with her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vow 6: Growth of population need to be addressed with punishments like loosing promotion and loosing government jobs, some incentive for girl child can also be planned. Not more then two children should be allowed per family baring exceptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vow 7: India in my view took a great decision in the past of being member of group of non-aligned nation in the past. It should once again lead the world, in terms of opinion and guide the world away from the big brothers who are immature and whimsical and patronize nations and they only damage the peace of the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some one thought, motivated, worked, suffered and even died for the freedom with which we live, think, dream and express today. Long live Independent India!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Independence Day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-8469956273568373594?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/8469956273568373594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=8469956273568373594' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8469956273568373594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8469956273568373594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-independence-day.html' title='Happy Independence Day!!'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-7541709081909002954</id><published>2007-08-10T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T01:07:07.080-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gross'/><title type='text'>Lajja …</title><content type='html'>When India became independent, she decided to be a secular, sovereign, republic. And when the world got polarized during the cold war, she decided to be part of the group of non-aligned nations. She was known to be immensely tolerant in temperament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But attack M. F. Husain &amp; other painter by Hindu extremists, court case on every song lyrics/film scene that reflects on any faith or rituals, controversy on history books, hue and cry over even voluntary conversion of religion and recent attack on Taslima Nasrin shows how a handful of fundamentalists with the motive of getting political mileage and  spotlight, can cast a shadow on creative arts and make a non-sense of unimportant events, even when there nation is suffering through population explosion, lack of education, national calamities, ignorance and low standards of living for majority of population.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-7541709081909002954?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/7541709081909002954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=7541709081909002954' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/7541709081909002954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/7541709081909002954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/08/lajja.html' title='Lajja …'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-1479687478592501177</id><published>2007-08-07T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T09:18:40.129-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Choose your friends …</title><content type='html'>Its funny how politics teaches you to choose your friend’s and foe’s with wisdom…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1982, during the Iraq-Iran war, America candidly helped Saddam Hussain with financing, intelligence and military. The same man which was later target of the witch hunt conducted by the U.S., after being casted as the sole enemy of freedom, democracy and humanity in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The U.S. is also known to have helped Fidel Castro and his revolutionaries with arms against the regime of President Fulgencio Batista. The man who later dodged American-sponsered-assassination attacks, exported refugees to U.S. and got the world almost at the brink of nuclear war in 1962.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similar is the case of Dawood Ibrahim, who seeked shelter in Pakistan, and managed to live a luxurious, fearless life for years. The passport of his happiness in Pakistan was the fact that he had greatly hurt India. But now as U.S. seek his arrest, he is in a very uncomfortable position as Pakistan is very keen to wash their hands off him; may be reclassifying his friend's and foe's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-1479687478592501177?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/1479687478592501177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=1479687478592501177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1479687478592501177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1479687478592501177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/08/choose-your-friends.html' title='Choose your friends …'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-657459052996733508</id><published>2007-07-31T22:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T22:16:39.162-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Justice'/><title type='text'>Justice … as we know it…</title><content type='html'>Terrorism was never so much in focus….never so much used, never so much talked about and never so much prosecuted. The Bombay blast case got the verdict after 14 years and only one of the 100 convicted was left loose. &lt;br /&gt;I think this is commendable but little is talked about it, as more focus is on Sanjay Dutt gets a six-year imprisonment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow if look this verdict and try to bring parallel to Haneef’c case you notice&lt;br /&gt;• Sanjay is a celebrity &amp; Haneef a commoner.&lt;br /&gt;• Sanjay convicted &amp; sentenced in motherland &amp; Haneef convicted in a foreign land. We have no idea if he will be prosecuted and if yes, then where.&lt;br /&gt;• Both, if any how involved, were on the fringes of terrorism. One convicted of acquiring firearms while other is accused of having knowledge of a potentially deadly crime.&lt;br /&gt;• Sanjay Dutt’s conviction is harsh on Bollywood with amount worth 50 crore resting on him while conviction of Haneef (who can still be convicted) will be embarrassing to a nation and challenge to the foreign relation officials.&lt;br /&gt;• Media encashes on the pictures and statements of the near n dear ones of both.&lt;br /&gt;• Majority of population of a nation infested with terrorism is sympathetic to both of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-657459052996733508?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/657459052996733508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=657459052996733508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/657459052996733508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/657459052996733508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/07/justice-as-we-know-it.html' title='Justice … as we know it…'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-6702767015794770928</id><published>2007-07-18T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T23:55:04.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Reusability of Business model?</title><content type='html'>As a child my dad explained me about construction work and workers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me you can hire them in two ways. One is on contract bases, where you pay them x amount to a contractor. He will get x people to complete the work. but he also warned, that the contractor try to get less number of people finish work the work at the earliest, since the payment has already been decided so that he can move on to the next piece of work. Work may suffer he warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second way was to hire x number of workers on a day to day payment basis. But he warned that the workers try to extend work as much as possible to ensure the employment. Budget may suffer he warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also told once they enter your house to work on something, they look around to see more opportunities. Like if they came to build an extra room, they will suggest how the electric wires of the house should be re-laid, telling how they can sense a huge problem in near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also the workers who do actual work get paid less as compared to the contractor/“thekedaar” whose responsibility is mainly to get the workers and manage them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in case, more then one of these group is hired for a construction work, say one doing the flooring, another electricity lines, another plumbing and so on; the workers will change focus from work to proving that the other group inefficient and taking over their piece of work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god! Are Indian software service providers successful because to some age old wisdom? [:)]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-6702767015794770928?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/6702767015794770928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=6702767015794770928' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/6702767015794770928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/6702767015794770928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/07/reusability-of-business-model.html' title='Reusability of Business model?'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-2037065385610308909</id><published>2007-07-15T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T01:52:48.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What goes around comes around</title><content type='html'>Pakistan has a history of training militants. Pakistan helped the Afghans against Russia, partially to destroy the Russian plans for expansion and partially to solve its own refugee inflow from Afghanistan as a result of unrest in Afghanistan. This help was both in terms of training and arms, the role of Pakistan was so evident to the world that countries like US and UK provided it financial aids, to be shared with the Afghani’s.  In fact India’s tryst with its so called “pro militancy stand” came much later, when its trained militants targeted India after not finding there place in Afghanistan. It was in 1989 that widespread insurgency started in Kashmir, largely started by the large number of Afghanistani mujahideen who entered the Kashmir valley following the end of the Soviet-Afghan War.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Afghanistan now open to direct intervention from US directly and India somewhat in control of Kashmir situation, the demand and supply rhythm of arms and militants have got disrupted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lal Majid episode proves what the experts always warned Pakistan about, that if Pakistan fails to export terrorism to its neighbors, it will manifest and kill in Pakistan itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-2037065385610308909?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/2037065385610308909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=2037065385610308909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2037065385610308909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2037065385610308909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-goes-around-comes-around.html' title='What goes around comes around'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-7085160092249188453</id><published>2007-07-09T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T23:46:38.018-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Marriage Musings …</title><content type='html'>Thought 1: Why people think spending lacs of rupees in the celebration of the wedding of their kids is a symbol of love?&lt;br /&gt;Thought 2: Why should one make loads of sound and block roads to celebrate new relationships?&lt;br /&gt;Thought 3: Why all best wishes have to be accompanied with envelops carrying cash?&lt;br /&gt;Thought 4: Why and how some unknown people can come to your house to “give badhai” and demand to be paid for this?&lt;br /&gt;Thought 5: Why the only way to ward evil eye from the newly wed couple is by distributing your hard earned money amongst the grumpy servants?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought 6: When getting married is a personal choice then why is being married not so personal? Why should one “look” married after marriage?&lt;br /&gt;Thought 7: Why should the surname of the bride is changed when both bride and bridegroom are starting a new relationship?&lt;br /&gt;Thought 8: With relatives loosing their relevance and friends being the new support system, why relatives kick a fuss in the celebrations while friends wish well, irrespective to whether they witnessed the wedding or not?&lt;br /&gt;Thought 9: Why people at work place assume that you will not be as sincere as before, if you are married?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-7085160092249188453?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/7085160092249188453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=7085160092249188453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/7085160092249188453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/7085160092249188453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/07/marriage-musings.html' title='Marriage Musings …'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-531596198610654920</id><published>2007-06-14T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T06:52:30.943-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gross'/><title type='text'>Education in India</title><content type='html'>There are very little things right with the education system in India. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The education should be such that it helps people get a livelihood and increase quality of life. But Indian system at school level teaches only to cram up books and facts, which will seldom directly give them a job when out of school. It helps them only to take admission in further courses. Abnormally high percentages are now a norm at senior secondary/12th level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After withdrawing courses in sex-education, today a school in Mumbai prohibited girls and boys touching in schools, including handshakes and hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I miss the point. Why highlight the difference between sexes, when the whole world acknowledges equal opportunity &amp; equal responsibility between men and women? Why distract young minds into thinking awkward dos and don’ts when they should be thinking studies? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex education that could equip the young generation to protect themselves, in a nation with one of the highest number of AIDS patient and still growing, was withdrawn from curriculum in the name of culture. And now this regressive act of highlighting the girl-boy difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are debates on medium of instruction, culture, and conservative edicts … come on…does no body care about education here….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-531596198610654920?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/531596198610654920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=531596198610654920' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/531596198610654920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/531596198610654920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/06/education-in-india.html' title='Education in India'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-8506822845520880537</id><published>2007-06-11T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T04:30:25.176-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Universal Studios, Mumbai</title><content type='html'>My friend recently visited Universal Studios, LA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started discussing what if they create a similar studio for Bollywood. When u enter the u will see life size statutes of Amitabh Bachchan, Shahrukh Khan and Aishwarya Rai instead of the following&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/Rm0yPrrWrgI/AAAAAAAAAXU/_Nk2GuoC35A/s1600-h/DSC00903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/Rm0yPrrWrgI/AAAAAAAAAXU/_Nk2GuoC35A/s320/DSC00903.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074767600120409602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tour to the studio will include a college building, with information about the age of the oldest hero who played the role of student there. There will be many trees, with trivia about who ran around then. The cars that hit hero’s mother and the “tattoo-walla” because of whom lost brothers met. And the fan, that hero’s father used to commit suicide, when the world was mean to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shows will definitely include how group dances are choreographed, how heroines are made to look pretty and how the hero’s workout to get those muscles, after which they find it difficult to even wear shirts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the rides will be “Mela”, a crowded area will one have to try to not loose brothers, friends and family members. Another can be “villain ki den” where you need to save your mother, sister and girlfriend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-8506822845520880537?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/8506822845520880537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=8506822845520880537' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8506822845520880537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8506822845520880537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/06/universal-studios-mumbai.html' title='Universal Studios, Mumbai'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/Rm0yPrrWrgI/AAAAAAAAAXU/_Nk2GuoC35A/s72-c/DSC00903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-5686747535799212450</id><published>2007-06-03T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T23:46:09.927-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Procrastination at its worst….</title><content type='html'>People have highs and lows in their lives. There are good phases and bad. At this point of time my life is in a Procrastination phase. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dodging all work. Things are almost collapsing from all sides and I manage to just scrape through every day without completing any task. One day soon, my life will come to a halt till I so something. By the way, the worst thing is that I am not at all at peace with so many things in my plate, yet, I insist on inaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make the best of this painful situation, I decided to learn about this evil from Wikipedia.org . There are two major psychological causes of procrastination at work and in life which are related to anxiety, not laziness. The first category comprises things too small to worry about, tasks that are an annoying interruption in the flow of things, and for which there are low-impact workarounds. The second category comprises things too big to control, tasks that a person might fear, or for which the implications might have a great impact on a person's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its like that black crawling thing in Spiderman 3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-5686747535799212450?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/5686747535799212450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=5686747535799212450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/5686747535799212450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/5686747535799212450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/06/procrastination-at-its-worst.html' title='Procrastination at its worst….'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-5592706022140944188</id><published>2007-05-24T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T02:00:37.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Conflict ...</title><content type='html'>Desperate to find a house, we reluctantly approached brokers yesterday evening. Very much aware of their modus operandi, as they not only rely on commission but also use a combination of over-quote to customer and under-quote to the house owner, to make money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look this is very obvious, since there is direct conflict of interest. They want to make most out of the deal and the customer &amp; owner, who are the real participants of the deal want to part with the least. But what is worth mentioning is how politely and with great humility they do business, along with lying and manipulating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not help but compare it with the corporate environment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a direct conflict of interest between the employer and employee. Despite the terms like employee satisfaction, human resource development, ethics and values of the corporate, competence driven compensation and everything else that sounds good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All employees want highest possible compensation, with work associated with latest technology, if possible with plum postings; with work load based on their specific aspirations and personal responsibilities. The employer cannot give everyone desired posting, cannot satisfy everyone’s demand of promotions, need people to do any and all task that bring him profits. The management does not want their employees to get lured by opportunities outside, so transparency is limited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a lot of sophisticated lying and manipulating happens. Though it may or may not be evident based on the organization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So work life is not as good I thought it was as a kid. I thought office was all about not getting up very early(as compared to school), getting ready without the choice of dress restricted to a uniform, come home without homework to complete and no tests/semesters to pass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-5592706022140944188?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/5592706022140944188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=5592706022140944188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/5592706022140944188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/5592706022140944188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/05/conflict.html' title='Conflict ...'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-4824081159437054967</id><published>2007-05-11T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T09:24:18.892-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psyche'/><title type='text'>Job Satisfaction …</title><content type='html'>Today again a few colleagues sat down to crib about work…talking about the existing, bitter dissatisfaction….my thoughts not very different from this known trend in my circle….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The possible reason…. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has two constituents … personal and professional…. They are closely related status and success of one affecting other…&lt;br /&gt;But now a day’s most of us…stay away from families to pursue careers …and consequently they expect the professional life to be doubly rewarding to make up for the non existence of the personal life…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also today’s careers  leave little time for recreation … someone may drive pleasure out of cooking, some pursuing sports, some reading others writing…but today most people work round the clock to accelerate their career progress…so any pleasure, excitement and exuberance is expected from jobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be this is over simplification of things…but I still believe we want too much from this mundane act of earning livelihood. …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-4824081159437054967?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/4824081159437054967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=4824081159437054967' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/4824081159437054967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/4824081159437054967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/05/job-satisfaction.html' title='Job Satisfaction …'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-8248764421431253450</id><published>2007-05-07T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T14:19:06.815-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Spiderman 3</title><content type='html'>Even creator of a Spiderman fiction is not mighty enough to deal with all human emotions in 2 hours and 20 min, prove their main character as ordinary and super hero at the same time, add enough romance to keep people entertain, give enough work to his special effects team and yet make a good movie….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problems with super hero sequel movies are that they have a template like the hero have defined heroics, must win in the end (in fact in a super hero movie they can only be creative with the villain), kill bad guys, save his lady and yet be different from the previous block buster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all Spiderman 3 did not meet my expectation because, though the creators tried to add new dimensions to the super hero, but they failed in making a gripping movie, making audience crave for what they came to see the movie for…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-8248764421431253450?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/8248764421431253450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=8248764421431253450' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8248764421431253450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8248764421431253450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/05/spiderman-3.html' title='Spiderman 3'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-1564228355628170092</id><published>2007-05-02T17:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T17:16:45.500-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discrimination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><title type='text'>Wrong Reasons???</title><content type='html'>2 millionaire family Ahujas and Gehlots fight a legal battle to adopt a two-and-a-half month old Shiv, who was found abandoned in a rail compartment at Khandwa railway station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why … because both did not have a male child, to be their heir and inherit their fortunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Says the lawyer of Ahuja’s “The Ahuja family doesn't have any male child. Even their extended family has all girl children. So if a male child is given, it would be justice to them”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So… an effluent family, can adopt a abandoned child, to groom as their heir … but not make the girls of their own family competent to handle the name and fortunes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though abandoned/orphaned children should be adopted to bring up a child in family, give it the security, values, education, affection he/she deserves and nurture the child as an individual… but is this one, a valid reason???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if this abandoned child would have been girl….???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-1564228355628170092?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/1564228355628170092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=1564228355628170092' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1564228355628170092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1564228355628170092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/05/wrong-reasons.html' title='Wrong Reasons???'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-1755752919925912237</id><published>2007-04-30T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T00:56:59.305-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psyche'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Fried Brains</title><content type='html'>Watched this movie…Bheja Fry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome movie…some great performances, awesome concept… very, very real characters…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a true reflection of psyche:&lt;br /&gt;• We never learn …&lt;br /&gt;• We all want to be wanted. &lt;br /&gt;• We are so scared to make a fool of ourselves, that we stop expressing&lt;br /&gt;• We realize the importance of something when we loose it&lt;br /&gt;• It is difficult to come in terms with loss, but not gain&lt;br /&gt;• We like to make a good impression &lt;br /&gt;• Help comes from unexpected quarters&lt;br /&gt;• We use power, when nothing else works&lt;br /&gt;• And yes, there are no definite heroes and villains&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-1755752919925912237?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/1755752919925912237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=1755752919925912237' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1755752919925912237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1755752919925912237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/04/fried-brains.html' title='Fried Brains'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-9033206241370825056</id><published>2007-04-28T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T11:06:12.861-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cricket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quality'/><title type='text'>Quality: Consistency</title><content type='html'>It’s so interesting to climb a mountain…facing the challenges, defying the gravity, making your own path through the mundane rocks, facing the failure, finding alternatives to the destination….. each step towards the destination comes with hope, sense of purpose, learning, enrichment…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one reaches the top…and once the ecstasy sets in you realize how much more difficult it is, to stay over at the top…one that the expectations have increased and secondly, the work and effort is not so evident now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consistency is what the Australian team lived today at the finals of the Cricket World Cup…they were so good, and promised such a performance…that hardly any one doubted their success even before the tournament started, and secretly hoped that Sri Lanka would pull an upset and set them back as mortals… which of course never happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have proved, beyond doubt...then they know how to excel…consistently…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-9033206241370825056?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/9033206241370825056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=9033206241370825056' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/9033206241370825056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/9033206241370825056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/04/quality-consistency.html' title='Quality: Consistency'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-7446503679013593646</id><published>2007-04-27T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:38:37.606-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><title type='text'>Merit ...</title><content type='html'>I think in people/organization do better in what they are not supposed to do …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First media…that was lacking in many ways by providing gossips, focusing on Page3 crowd, scandalizing all news, making news to keep them busy 24*7…became a tool of social justice by becoming the voice behind Jessica Lal, Nitish Katara and Priyadarshani Mattoo case… bring to light the conscience of common man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arundhati Roy the celebrated writer is now better known as the activist behind the “Narmada Bachao Aandolan”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Politicians are lately seen more effective in attending wedding of star sons and accompanying their families to poojas then making and upholding policies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And India’s judiciary known for having little respect in terms of time for both victims and accused…it takes 13-16 years to finalize judgment on even the high profile cases, is making policies for the country like deciding on the reservation issue; keeping the democracy alive by rebuffing the politicians time and again, saving the pride of Indian capital by banning the roadside food stalls and giving attention to the fundamentalist deprave by registering a case against Gere and Shetty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm… may be its time to redefine the roles and responsibilities based on the proficiencies and ignoring the orthodox roles … like denying any reservation based on caste or religion, the only rule being merit…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-7446503679013593646?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/7446503679013593646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=7446503679013593646' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/7446503679013593646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/7446503679013593646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/04/merit.html' title='Merit ...'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-2324744415174897887</id><published>2007-04-24T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T13:32:34.573-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><title type='text'>Population …</title><content type='html'>I took the public transport for the first time yesterday, here in Phoenix …I couldn’t help but notice the difference between the buses here and those in India … designated bus stops , no rush to board or descend the bus, everyone courteous and helping…&lt;br /&gt;Most remarkable thing was not that there was a ramp they could lower for the physically handicapped people to board the bus, but the fact that the driver had a pair of gloves to do the same…one of the purposes being that pulling the lever would soil his hands…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my fourth day of US, I went to a bank to open my account with them and was almost surprised by how well the process was explained to me, how patiently my questions were answered and how the bank employee wanted to talk about the world to me…. I am sure if Pande ji, the manager of the SBI bank in my hometown, got 10 customers on a busy day… he would have achieved better …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not, before making this comparison, comprehend the full impact of living in a country with high population…it not only stress on resources, it’s a lot of stress on its citizen’s too…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe more strongly then ever before, that our policy makers should work towards…getting the still high, growth rate of population under control, even though it is seen as a sensitive issue and something that may not be a vote-winner initiative. Also, vocational education, encouraging adoption and to associate the population/birth control with health care and not culture/traditions…unlike withdrawing the sex-education from schools in various states, in recent past… must be done at the earliest…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-2324744415174897887?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/2324744415174897887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=2324744415174897887' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2324744415174897887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2324744415174897887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/04/population.html' title='Population …'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-2396772213399071290</id><published>2007-04-17T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T12:00:00.362-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pics'/><title type='text'>Breathtaking ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/RiUZDUenaVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/f5NafB7yxgU/s1600-h/sunset.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/RiUZDUenaVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/f5NafB7yxgU/s320/sunset.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054473701620672850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grand Canyon, AZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-2396772213399071290?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/2396772213399071290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=2396772213399071290' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2396772213399071290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/2396772213399071290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/04/breathtaking.html' title='Breathtaking ...'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/RiUZDUenaVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/f5NafB7yxgU/s72-c/sunset.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-1269343092243648420</id><published>2007-04-17T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T11:15:17.929-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><title type='text'>M E Meeran and India …</title><content type='html'>Read about the Eastern Group of Companies lead my M E Meeran for the first time … Another rags to riches story …another story of marvelous entrepreneurship from a visionary…who unlike many others haven’t been spotted by the media …yet&lt;br /&gt;I believe when you work…hard and well…you do not find the need or have any urge to talk about your work…you work and your work starts talking about your capabilities, after a point…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike India …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here when you cannot show capability is one sport called cricket for which you have side-trekked all others…you talk about the colors of the cake, cut by Tendulkar …rather then how the team needs to be revamped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here when AIDS is the biggest threat to its future…and no one is really admitting its potentially disastrous impact on the population as that will bring no votes….you talk about Richard Gere kissing Shilpa Shetty in an awareness meet ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you loose the bid to host Asian Games in 2014, to Korea, because there was no estimate provided/committed for the expenditure on training, equipment and other facilities for the participating nations… GROSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here when the most populated state goes for elections…based on caste and religion..; when children die of dog bites in the Indian Silicon Valley …; when a news channel office is ransacked by a group of religious fundamentalist…you talk about the abhi-aish wedding…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is that how long will we not take the problems head on its our country. Some primer of some developed country calling us the next super power is not good enough…when we know how many people are deprived, where we are loosing in administration, how the very basic infrastructure is missing across the country…even if the capital has great metro rail …&lt;br /&gt;I believe we can start by looking at these issues and admitting the problem…rather then looking away…repeatedly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-1269343092243648420?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/1269343092243648420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=1269343092243648420' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1269343092243648420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/1269343092243648420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/04/m-e-meeran-and-india.html' title='M E Meeran and India …'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-8912550885768660541</id><published>2007-04-15T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T14:42:42.124-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leadership'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'>Battle of Thermopylae ...</title><content type='html'>Watched a documentary on the History Channel about this astounding chapter of history…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I personally found remarkable in the whole episode is that when the King Leonidas of Sparta died…yes he died before all his men were killed….a fact changed by the movie 300…. &lt;br /&gt;His soldiers bravely fought to safeguard his dead body which they knew will be disrespected by the Persian king Xerxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what was more remarkable than the fact that King Leonidas prepared his men, decided they wanted to go for this war…where odds were heavily against them, strategized it brilliantly, fought along with his soldiers………. may be would have even won if it would not have been for a traitor….is that he commanded so much respect from his men, that even when they were facing their own death, they defended his honor till they lived….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The respect he earned says about his leadership, and how the gallant men fought a war for their king with a conscience and heart …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-8912550885768660541?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/8912550885768660541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=8912550885768660541' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8912550885768660541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8912550885768660541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/04/battle-of-thermopylae.html' title='Battle of Thermopylae ...'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-5370134357084419076</id><published>2007-04-13T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T00:43:09.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brain Dump'/><title type='text'>Another Thought …</title><content type='html'>Feeling guilty after not so productive day at work … an analogy struck me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like an amusement park …  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a sunny day (though clouds come and go … ) to spend in this park … to roam around, enjoy and explore, with ticket valid for one time …eventually evening will set … though it will come at different times for all of us….when it will come we will be asked to move out of the premises with hopefully very short or no notice…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many rides to ride … some easy some tough…., many stalls to go to and many shows to see …. We want to move quickly to cover them all…to live it all well…. before its time to go, in fact at times we try so hard to live life that we forget that the purpose is to learn new things, experience new feelings, enjoy…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also when we do one ride …it seems easy and we are no longer scared…like board exams passed, traveling alone, relationships… but after successfully doing one(at times even before that …) we start thinking and worrying about the next… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, even getting to these rides is difficult...queues you see... :) .. Things depend on chance ... also on our hard work and perseverance....but most important is to enjoy what we are doing ... shout loud without inhibitions when we slide down...feel the wind on the face...be conscience on the falling and racing of heart beat... at times hold tight to the safety bar and at times let it go …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-5370134357084419076?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/5370134357084419076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=5370134357084419076' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/5370134357084419076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/5370134357084419076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/04/just-thought.html' title='Another Thought …'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-353721746497706763</id><published>2007-04-12T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T17:47:05.889-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pics'/><title type='text'>The Perfect Sunset</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/Rh7S0kenaTI/AAAAAAAAAUk/jpNtZQhy7eY/s1600-h/DSC00814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/Rh7S0kenaTI/AAAAAAAAAUk/jpNtZQhy7eY/s320/DSC00814.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052707632543394098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Monica Beach, LA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-353721746497706763?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/353721746497706763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=353721746497706763' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/353721746497706763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/353721746497706763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/04/perfect-sunset.html' title='The Perfect Sunset'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/Rh7S0kenaTI/AAAAAAAAAUk/jpNtZQhy7eY/s72-c/DSC00814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-3197447134852955067</id><published>2007-04-10T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T15:15:05.761-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><title type='text'>Patriotism …</title><content type='html'>Today, news channels talks about the so called “insult of the nation” by the two men, who have done India proud like very few others…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One cut cake with national flag colors and another presided over a corporate function of an organization which was considerate of its employees of the different nationalities, and thus played the tune of the national anthem and not the anthem itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nationalism is a feeling of ownership, pride, responsibility and belonging for one’s country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National anthem and flag are the symbols of a nation, not a nation itself. Why inappropriate conduct, if any, against the same should be discussed when there is so much that the nation needs to accomplish, from food and health, infrastructure and education, justice and peace to social and economic equality for all its citizens; when the environmental threats are over looked and threats to the integrity of the nation created for political gains; when all progress in commerce, and even military acquisitions, are made only after paying kickbacks to the administration; when the nation moves on the path of glory only in parts, with the distance between the have and have-nots increasing everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is another day that highlights the hypocrisy of an idol-starved nation and a celebrity-crazy media, where heroes are seeked, not to inspire but to prove them as mortals; where heroes are worshiped and back-stabbed at the same time; where heroes are gauged on more then their area of expertise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day when you wonder, what a thorny task it must be… to be a hero….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-3197447134852955067?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/3197447134852955067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=3197447134852955067' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/3197447134852955067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/3197447134852955067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/04/patriotism.html' title='Patriotism …'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35234909.post-8182573237570808859</id><published>2007-04-04T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T18:23:31.474-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brain Dump'/><title type='text'>Brain Dump...</title><content type='html'>How can some one write a single blog, when the voices in her head sounds like … some one have turned on a TV playing 40 different channels at the same time? &lt;br /&gt;This is the synopsis…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Channel 1: Why Indian men in US still stare, at both Indian and American women, when American men don’t?&lt;br /&gt;Channel 2: Why none of the tasty and quick dishes are healthy? &lt;br /&gt;Channel 3: What motivates the Sun to move in the same trajectory everyday?&lt;br /&gt;Channel 4: Any chances that the results of the assembly elections in UP state change its state? &lt;br /&gt;Channel 5: So what if India is out of the world cup, life continues… right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Channel 6: Why can politicians give better education and opportunities rather then reservations?&lt;br /&gt;Channel 7: If Indians are divided on north-south, religion, caste, state, language… seriously, what is holding us together?&lt;br /&gt;Channel 8: How to improve tolerance to jerks?&lt;br /&gt;Channel 9: How can you justify a war to bring peace?&lt;br /&gt;Channel 10: Why do we think more about the people who don’t think about us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Channel 11: Why parents can always manage to emotionally blackmail?&lt;br /&gt;Channel 12: Why people want to marry an NRI , as if marriage was not dangerous and unpredictable enough?&lt;br /&gt;Channel 13: Why Indian men think girlfriends and wives are separate materials?&lt;br /&gt;Channel 14: Why all sunsets are so beautiful? &lt;br /&gt;Channel 15: Why Media wants to talk about celebrity weddings, when it’s almost fashionable to keep them out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Channel 16: Why does it feel good to get a compliment, even when you know for sure you are not looking good? &lt;br /&gt;Channel 17: what will the streets look like when all the oil and gas is over?&lt;br /&gt;Channel 18: how much money should one have, to not to want any more?&lt;br /&gt;Channel 19: why can’t we set a retirement age for politicians and heroes from south Indian movies? &lt;br /&gt;Channel 20: Why getting up early is difficult only on weekdays? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Channel 21: Why an Indian non-masala movie should be critically acclaimed in the world, to get an audience in India? &lt;br /&gt;Channel 22: What does it takes to get a flat tummy and keep it that way for life? &lt;br /&gt;Channel 23: Why should be smoking banned in Indian movies, when it’s the only thing that looks …just looks …stylish? &lt;br /&gt;Channel 24: How can sentenceing few people from the mob, responsible for murder of a man, his son and his son-in-law…after 23 years of the incidence be called justice to his wife and daughter? &lt;br /&gt;Channel 25: Do people really take bath everyday? ..shhhh what wastage of water n soap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Channel 26: How can someone not talk all the time?&lt;br /&gt;Channel 27: How thick is a skin of an Indian politician …literally?&lt;br /&gt;Channel 28: Why people eat meat, when there are so many plants around?&lt;br /&gt;Channel 29: Why is adoption a taboo, when you anyway don’t know what is in your genes and how it will manifest?&lt;br /&gt;Channel 30: Why people don’t respect time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Channel 31: How come there at least one song penned for all possible moods?&lt;br /&gt;Channel 32: Do we get more upset when India looses in cricket because of the number of ads the cricketers feature in?&lt;br /&gt;Channel 33: You can count on your finger-tips the number of people in this world, how believe “My boss is good” ... :)&lt;br /&gt;Channel 34: If new situations are uncomfortable and old situations boring, where to go?&lt;br /&gt;Channel 35: Why can’t the scientist find the chemical locha behind crushes…so that we can all live easy?...hunh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Channel 36: Why don’t people talk about ‘falling-out-of love’ when its as real as ‘falling-in love’?&lt;br /&gt;Channel 37: Why shouldn’t all the individuals in a mob committing a crime be punished, when they are all participants in injustice, irrespective of the number? &lt;br /&gt;Channel 38: How can you ban sex-education in a country fighting population explosion?&lt;br /&gt;Channel 39: Why proof reading a story not half as much fun as writing one?&lt;br /&gt;Channel 40: Why should everybody eat well because you are getting married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Channel 41: What will Iraq do when it become the super power?&lt;br /&gt;Channel 42: Why does media discuss cola-war when there are millions around the world with no access to clean water?&lt;br /&gt;Channel 43: Why people don’t acknowledge that coffee and alcohol addiction are equally  serious? … I have started borrowing money now…sigh ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops ..43 … bad math haunts you through the life…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35234909-8182573237570808859?l=pritisankhla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/feeds/8182573237570808859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35234909&amp;postID=8182573237570808859' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8182573237570808859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35234909/posts/default/8182573237570808859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pritisankhla.blogspot.com/2007/04/brain-dump.html' title='Brain Dump...'/><author><name>Priti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02545832648016702230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5IWShlPE8c/SP63LRa2anI/AAAAAAAACts/IN2YEBrmqFg/S220/prim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
