<?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-7926889454101435058</id><updated>2011-07-31T00:31:34.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great expectations</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>exqusite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285495495162053420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUUbgRxxUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/16x8fafV6tQ/S220/cropped6.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926889454101435058.post-2231799377045898070</id><published>2009-09-30T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T13:17:08.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays - loop of guilt</title><content type='html'>Celebrating birthdays always put a obligation on others to do the same for you.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't make any sense.&lt;br /&gt;Such sweet things should come naturally and not out of guilt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926889454101435058-2231799377045898070?l=roops-exquisite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/feeds/2231799377045898070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7926889454101435058&amp;postID=2231799377045898070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/2231799377045898070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/2231799377045898070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/2009/09/birthdays-loop-of-guilt.html' title='Birthdays - loop of guilt'/><author><name>exqusite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285495495162053420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUUbgRxxUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/16x8fafV6tQ/S220/cropped6.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926889454101435058.post-7672226824215783816</id><published>2009-06-16T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:24:00.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New beginning…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just after CAT exam I remember I had cribbed saying I wont even get a call from SP Jain not even MDI.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After XAT exam I thought ok that’s its Roopa you can officially forget about A list colleges.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And my prediction came true in the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; list I couldn’t get through SP Jain&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Results came out and guess what got 96.08 in CAT and 99.08 XAT.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Got calls from SCMHRD and NMIMS&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I didn’t want to go to NMIMS so was neutral when I got call from NMIMS.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After some 2 3 weeks  got through SP Jain. God I was so happy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I had 3 calls in hand, was sure about 2 of them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Was all ready to join SCMHRD; because I was sure I will get through that one.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then got rejects from both SCMHRD and NMIMS.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was like if I cant get through these two how in the hell am I planning to crack SP Jain.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Morale was down for 1 week. But then I was like oh forget it let me try atleast.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I gave my best because I was confident. And I wanted to do the best.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And I got through the very 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; list of SP Jain.&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 was so happy it was like a dream come true.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I couldn’t believe a institute I thought I could never make it has taken me in.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And today I am starting my new phase of my life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am joining SPJIMR – SP Jain Institute of Management and Research.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Andheri- my home for the next 2 years, will have lots of fun.&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 have made so many friends in the past, my childhood friends,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Junior college friends, College friends, fevicol group, Siemens Friends, thane friends(courtesy nishant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The list is endless, will miss all of them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Will miss my family and my best friend.&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 will miss everything but in the same breath I am excited about this new beginning.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926889454101435058-7672226824215783816?l=roops-exquisite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/feeds/7672226824215783816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7926889454101435058&amp;postID=7672226824215783816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/7672226824215783816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/7672226824215783816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-beginning.html' title='New beginning…'/><author><name>exqusite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285495495162053420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUUbgRxxUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/16x8fafV6tQ/S220/cropped6.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926889454101435058.post-4222032570424090580</id><published>2008-12-14T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T05:53:25.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>White Tiger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUPOBv7R2I/AAAAAAAAC60/RAS1QiHqzQE/s1600-h/the_white_tiger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 316px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUPOBv7R2I/AAAAAAAAC60/RAS1QiHqzQE/s320/the_white_tiger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279642871823812450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Lately I was afflicted by the “I want to write but what do I write” syndrome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;And then I was buggered by the “Excellent I will write on this topic but when do I write it” disease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;But I couldn’t resist from writing on what I have hit this time around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-left: 1in;"&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;WHITE TIGER BY ARAVIND ADIGA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Described as “With remorselessly and delightfully mordant wit”,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I seriously doubt that delightful part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I know every one is gaga over the fact that the book has won the bookers prize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;And 99% of the people are hitting the bookstalls for this reason only, after all a award winning book by a Indian author has to be read by every Indian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;A brilliantly written book, one you surely can’t ignore once you have started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;The simple yet non colloquial way of narration has been tastefully done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;But the only thought that used to run through my mind while reading was doesn’t the writer find even one good thing about our country?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;The author I feel has twisted every existing belief, custom, life style, behavior etc into a negative aspect just in the name of reality check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;There are numerous beautiful books out there which have exposed some of the most horrifying truths but have also appreciated the few things that are still good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;An apt example would be The kite Runner and A thousand Splendid suns by Khaled Hosseini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Both the books explore the war ravaged country &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Afghanistan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;, the brutality faced by the inhabitants of that country, the atrocities inflicted on the poor people, the dirty politics and war that have eaten away a once beautiful country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;But Khaled has also highlighted the fact that in the sea of negativity there still exist some hope, there still exist  some good men out there who genuinely want to do good for others and for themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Life and people are not as evil as has been portrayed by Mr Arvind Adiga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I don’t think everyone in this country is as morally depraved as the characters in that book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Neither am I denying the existence of such people, but this holds true for every nation not just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Don’t accuse me of not being able to accept the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I am full aware of the fact that most of the things mentioned in the book are true, but not all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I firmly believe our people are not so amoral, depraved and insensitive.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926889454101435058-4222032570424090580?l=roops-exquisite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/feeds/4222032570424090580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7926889454101435058&amp;postID=4222032570424090580&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/4222032570424090580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/4222032570424090580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/2008/12/white-tiger.html' title='White Tiger'/><author><name>exqusite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285495495162053420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUUbgRxxUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/16x8fafV6tQ/S220/cropped6.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUPOBv7R2I/AAAAAAAAC60/RAS1QiHqzQE/s72-c/the_white_tiger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926889454101435058.post-7563622645642883009</id><published>2008-08-26T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T07:11:20.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True for me....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So many times I had this weird feeling that the same sets of events have already taken place.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As if I am living through the sequence again and again, going in a circle.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Whenever I feel this I try really hard to remember the exact circumstances of my previous encounter, but try as hard as I might it still eludes me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But still have this gut feeling that I am not wrong.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It’s kind of like a déjà-vu.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And this feeling fascinates me because the key to the puzzle eludes me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Each such encounter feels like a teasing, a reminder that I have yet not cracked the bounded coloured box.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What if it actually turns true, that we are indeed living in a time loop?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Guess this is what makes life exciting, the unexpectedness that lines every aspect of our life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have you ever woken up feeling you just fell from a height.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A feeling of weightlessness because of the illusion of falling marks this experience.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Free fall which lasts a split second and before you know what’s happening you are awake. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Some things are best left alone, knowing everything takes away the charm of curiosity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926889454101435058-7563622645642883009?l=roops-exquisite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/feeds/7563622645642883009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7926889454101435058&amp;postID=7563622645642883009&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/7563622645642883009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/7563622645642883009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/2008/08/true-for-me.html' title='True for me....'/><author><name>exqusite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285495495162053420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUUbgRxxUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/16x8fafV6tQ/S220/cropped6.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926889454101435058.post-2547927816187068135</id><published>2008-08-26T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T07:09:14.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Long time since I jotted down my thoughts.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Many things have changed in a  short span of time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;College days are over for me and a new professional life has taken its baby steps.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Complete carefree days has become a thing of past rather than being  the norm of life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Responsibility has taken the centre stage.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Managing your time and resources , taking responsibilty for things that happen around you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;No more th defense of "being just a student" comes in use.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Offcourse this in no ways mean that there is no exictement in what am doing right now.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Infact I feel so good, as if atlast am doing something constructive.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But I have realised with the right environment you can be encouraged to do even the most pathetic job in the world.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Positive vibes matter a lot, and I have been blessed with a wonderful work environment.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Once you start working you truly come to know your strength and weaknesses.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You come to know what you are cut for.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The cluttered image becomes less confusing  with each step you take towards working on yourself.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But I miss my friends.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now also when I meet up with my old friends I feel as if am back to my zone.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The same old crappy talk, back to jeans and tops, hogging on junk food and basically doing all the time pass in the world.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Its like a breath of fresh air when I sit and speak utter crap and not having the pressure of being always right running through my head.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In college every mistake was forgiven with an indulgent view.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&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/7926889454101435058-2547927816187068135?l=roops-exquisite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/feeds/2547927816187068135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7926889454101435058&amp;postID=2547927816187068135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/2547927816187068135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/2547927816187068135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/2008/08/updates.html' title='Updates....'/><author><name>exqusite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285495495162053420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUUbgRxxUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/16x8fafV6tQ/S220/cropped6.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926889454101435058.post-5524435297031884332</id><published>2008-06-14T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T11:50:07.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another dissatisfied soul......</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sometimes I feel today’s work culture erodes the family culture in a way.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;An ambition for which diligent work has to be done somehow leaves mortal people who are part of your life in the back burner.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Like you are working towards something you feel will make your life secure and perfect yet loosing track of the purpose for which you were creating a secure world.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So where are we heading. Is there a solution for this thing?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Can’t we balance out things, remain ambitious yet be less greedy rather than dredging the same old loop of aspiring, achieving and dissatisfaction with the achievements.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926889454101435058-5524435297031884332?l=roops-exquisite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/feeds/5524435297031884332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7926889454101435058&amp;postID=5524435297031884332&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/5524435297031884332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/5524435297031884332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-dissatisfied-soul.html' title='Another dissatisfied soul......'/><author><name>exqusite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285495495162053420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUUbgRxxUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/16x8fafV6tQ/S220/cropped6.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926889454101435058.post-8710569126005867934</id><published>2008-06-12T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T22:19:58.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Henry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SFIDM1QTkiI/AAAAAAAACBE/4qtFPszeUTk/s1600-h/200px-William_Sydney_Porter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SFIDM1QTkiI/AAAAAAAACBE/4qtFPszeUTk/s320/200px-William_Sydney_Porter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211231237809869346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;William Sydney Porter better known as O. Henry, has got some of the most amazing literary works credited to his name.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Right now I am reading his selected collection of short stories; around 51 short stories are there in all.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He has written about 400 short stories in his lifetime.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;His each and every story is characterized by twist endings.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When you start a story you will be like what where is it heading, there is something that author is trying to say and sure enough at the end you come to know the essence of each character.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Each setting is different from one another; the characters are refreshingly simple yet have a meaningful existence in terms of the message that the author is trying to convey.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You can always be assured of a typical “O Henry ending”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It will always be playful and optimistic making you smile at how a simple story can make such a profound impression on you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Every character has been inspired by every day people and for each setting a section of the society has been chosen and has been wittingly described.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wit that’s the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; thing that hits you when you read his works, witty is the one word that’s present in abundance in his every work.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If any one can get a hold on any of his works then please do read it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You will love it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No body can escape the charm of his witty, playful, optimistic, simple and graceful style of writing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926889454101435058-8710569126005867934?l=roops-exquisite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/feeds/8710569126005867934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7926889454101435058&amp;postID=8710569126005867934&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/8710569126005867934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/8710569126005867934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/2008/06/o-henry.html' title='O Henry'/><author><name>exqusite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285495495162053420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUUbgRxxUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/16x8fafV6tQ/S220/cropped6.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SFIDM1QTkiI/AAAAAAAACBE/4qtFPszeUTk/s72-c/200px-William_Sydney_Porter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926889454101435058.post-8751982332988031215</id><published>2008-06-05T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T10:41:41.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back with another set of thoughts….</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Things taken for granted make sure they haunt us back in the form of longing….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A look that made you smile every day may not be there when you think you have it….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dreaming is fair enough if coupled with some hard work….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Happiness does have a knack of coming up knocking your way when we are about to loose all hope…..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Solution is there for every apparently unsolvable problem……&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lazing around is the best way to skirt important work to be done….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Boredom is the best indication of how useless your routine has become….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Best way to tackle uselessness is to make you yourself useful in some way or the other….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Setting high goals does prepare one with satisfactory results….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No one is born with knowledge it can be garnered whenever you feel doing so….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s your business to find your strength at most you can find a guide for this purpose…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Excellent times have to be cherished because they sure not going to repeat that often…..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Period of lull to be looked upon with optimism for future and not with despair of the present……&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926889454101435058-8751982332988031215?l=roops-exquisite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/feeds/8751982332988031215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7926889454101435058&amp;postID=8751982332988031215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/8751982332988031215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/8751982332988031215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-with-another-set-of-thoughts.html' title='Back with another set of thoughts….'/><author><name>exqusite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285495495162053420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUUbgRxxUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/16x8fafV6tQ/S220/cropped6.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926889454101435058.post-4008260342169223095</id><published>2008-04-02T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T09:03:17.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultimate frustrated thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Rusted brain which hasn’t been oiled for the past at least four to five years…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Vague idea about future… but firm on what not to do….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Pampered in small little ways….&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                                                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Foolishly friendly to every other person but have found some gold coins on the way…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Clinging to things that are not supposed to be disturbed in the first place…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Whiling away the time for now yet no regrets….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;No focus just lazy mindset….. with little upstarts in between to do some quality stuff…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;One moment excessively happy next moment confused….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Desperately wants to be frank with oneself yet the evil ego comes in between…..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926889454101435058-4008260342169223095?l=roops-exquisite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/feeds/4008260342169223095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7926889454101435058&amp;postID=4008260342169223095&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/4008260342169223095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/4008260342169223095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/2008/04/ultimate-frustrated-thoughts.html' title='Ultimate frustrated thoughts'/><author><name>exqusite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285495495162053420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUUbgRxxUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/16x8fafV6tQ/S220/cropped6.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926889454101435058.post-7709780220427740353</id><published>2008-03-30T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T06:57:16.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Musings..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Behavior solely decides others attitude towards you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To an extent at least, you see being nice doesn’t necessarily mean you will be treated equally nicely.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I guess the foremost thing that one need to understand is that you yourself can only satisfy ones need.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Others may be able to compliment it, because what satisfies you is decided by you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So raise the bar for yourself (so that you work hard to achieve your target) and lower the bar for others (waiting for others to do your job is plain laziness and foolishness on your part).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926889454101435058-7709780220427740353?l=roops-exquisite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/feeds/7709780220427740353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7926889454101435058&amp;postID=7709780220427740353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/7709780220427740353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/7709780220427740353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-musings.html' title='My Musings..'/><author><name>exqusite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285495495162053420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUUbgRxxUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/16x8fafV6tQ/S220/cropped6.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926889454101435058.post-6330414899323795911</id><published>2008-03-26T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T07:43:24.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So called final year project ......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R-pgr6lQJ3I/AAAAAAAAAIM/6Y3ECII3p4o/s1600-h/Image079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R-pgr6lQJ3I/AAAAAAAAAIM/6Y3ECII3p4o/s320/Image079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182060628819322738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last final semester and all I have done is time pass.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In between studied for may be 4 to 5 days during mid semester.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For rest I can safely say all I did was finding different ways to while away my time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But all this was broken with the unexpected project presentation that was expected from morons like us who had done nothing to present.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our project topic is fault detection using wavelet transform and all we had managed to understand so far was wavelet transform.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Every project session (which itself numbered very less) was marked by finding few more IEEE papers related to the research papers done in our topic without going through any of them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yet we were unperturbed by the prospect of the presentation, after all this whole thing was arranged for our juniors.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So with this happy thought we made an entire ppt with 32 slides and started reading serious stuff.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;All this crashing down when we showed our ppt to our guide who clearly ordered us to change the whole damn ppt with more focus on the detection techniques.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This meant going through all the ieee papers.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh by the way before all this mess we did try genuinely to learn matlab to use it for analyzing signals.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But after one week we had to accept we have too less time to learn that properly.&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 yesterday we went through all the detection techniques and found after all it’s not that bad.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Infact it is interesting for the most part.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After properly understanding we made slides which took us some 4 hours, and then our pc crashed so we lost all the slides.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We tried all possible options to retrieve the data but ended up making the slides again.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So an entirely abnormal but fruitful day ended with us reaching our home at 11 in the night all exhausted but glad.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As far as the presentation is concerned, am sure none of my juniors must have followed all the mathematical mumbo jumbo that we spoke today.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926889454101435058-6330414899323795911?l=roops-exquisite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/feeds/6330414899323795911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7926889454101435058&amp;postID=6330414899323795911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/6330414899323795911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/6330414899323795911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-called-final-year-project.html' title='So called final year project ......'/><author><name>exqusite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285495495162053420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUUbgRxxUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/16x8fafV6tQ/S220/cropped6.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R-pgr6lQJ3I/AAAAAAAAAIM/6Y3ECII3p4o/s72-c/Image079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926889454101435058.post-3055707949995400917</id><published>2008-03-05T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T05:22:09.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Total tp...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For the past few days am racking my brain as to what to write about.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Went through all my previous blogs and trust me am baffled that how in the world did I write all those serious things.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You write the best when you have got nothing else to do (meaning you are all time bored with nothing constructive to do) or when writing is the only medium to vent out your charged emotions.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Off coz the blogs that I have written to do away with negative feelings are the ones that actually elude me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So where was I, yup what’s up with me?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well nothing much, just adapting to new changes in my life, doing time pass, basically having a jolly good time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Not that this is any different from my usual days but yes the change that’s going on now is a good change for a change; because as I said before I hate changes but that’s the only thing that is constant.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Recently a close friend of mine gifted me a special book by the name The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s simple but a powerful story of journey of two people as different as you can get yet bonded by a bond which goes beyond the bond of blood.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The language is at its simplest form but the words provoke you to think beyond what is implied.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Subtlety at its best; that’s the best way I can put it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On one hand you have got Amir who has got everything that a materialistic world can provide him with and you have Hassan, poverty slapped onto his face yet has got everything.&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 some how Amir is the one you can relate with and Hassan some one whom you can idolize.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The story begins with these two people sharing a curious bond with no name, set in the time when &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Afghanistan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; was obscured from the world map because of its normality.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Through this book you get to know a beautiful world which once existed in Afghan before it was ravaged by one and all.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It makes you realize what we have lost due to our human errors.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The pulsating culture, the pride, the exquisite cuisine, the scenic beauty, the action packed kite running etc that existed in Afghan once upon time has been beautifully put down.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Between all these intrinsic details you have got our lead pair living a life at its innocent best.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926889454101435058-3055707949995400917?l=roops-exquisite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/feeds/3055707949995400917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7926889454101435058&amp;postID=3055707949995400917&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/3055707949995400917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/3055707949995400917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/2008/03/total-tp.html' title='Total tp...'/><author><name>exqusite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285495495162053420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUUbgRxxUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/16x8fafV6tQ/S220/cropped6.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926889454101435058.post-3602563787561454186</id><published>2008-02-09T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T03:05:06.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>T++ alliance group</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R62EtMD_FQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/i4HGLa5gMSA/s1600-h/Image323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R62EtMD_FQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/i4HGLa5gMSA/s320/Image323.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164930259530749186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jan 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; was the d&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R62EOsD_FOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/rxJ1cz0d074/s1600-h/Image042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 255px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R62EOsD_FOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/rxJ1cz0d074/s320/Image042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164929735544739042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ay when our crazy dance troop aka T++ alliance group was formed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Am still trying to work out as to how in the world did we convince people like Aditya to dance that to on crazy numbers.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R62DwsD_FNI/AAAAAAAAAG8/X8bUxjKLPzI/s1600-h/Image044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 170px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R62DwsD_FNI/AAAAAAAAAG8/X8bUxjKLPzI/s320/Image044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164929220148663506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Because believe me even hard core dancers will  think twice before agreeing to scheme that we had formulated.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ok did I just say we naaa let me correct that, the creator of the whole concept was the one and only Nishant Prabhu, no one else will even think of presenting such an idea to a group who are all in there final year engineering .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R62EdsD_FPI/AAAAAAAAAHM/94eSt1Y8FEo/s1600-h/Image048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R62EdsD_FPI/AAAAAAAAAHM/94eSt1Y8FEo/s320/Image048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164929993242776818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&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;Ok enough &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R62FS8D_FSI/AAAAAAAAAHk/kelCdoLvfno/s1600-h/Image252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 232px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R62FS8D_FSI/AAAAAAAAAHk/kelCdoLvfno/s320/Image252.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164930908070810914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;of jargon let me get straight into what he came up at the end of the day&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R62E_cD_FRI/AAAAAAAAAHc/eBYn7ZkMsME/s1600-h/Image250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 193px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R62E_cD_FRI/AAAAAAAAAHc/eBYn7ZkMsME/s320/Image250.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164930573063361810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We had people coming in blazers and all and dancing to the tunes of nache re mora, girls behaving like dons, guys doing hip hop in lungis and doing out of the world steps in an equally eye popping Tamil song.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But the one routine which won many hearts was guys doing all jhatkas and matkas for Maar Dala song.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After our performance during the elims all the guys in the audience declared that they are ready to turn into gays after seeing Aditya dance.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R62GDsD_FTI/AAAAAAAAAHs/kvC-XtcC0KY/s1600-h/DSC00558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 192px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R62GDsD_FTI/AAAAAAAAAHs/kvC-XtcC0KY/s320/DSC00558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164931745589433650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And sadly for us girls no one was even bothered to have a look at our routines all were to agog to see what next crazy thing are guys gonna co&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R62GjMD_FUI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ibcSWcDOEAU/s1600-h/Image670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 181px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R62GjMD_FUI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ibcSWcDOEAU/s320/Image670.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164932286755312962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me up with.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But one thing I will say I never had so much fun.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our dance sessions used to be filled with jokes with me screaming at the top of my voice at deaf people.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our breaks used to be of minimum 2 hours for fear of giving out the wrong signal of dedication.&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;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R62HhcD_FVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/7miA0cGEvI4/s1600-h/Image402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R62HhcD_FVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/7miA0cGEvI4/s320/Image402.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164933356202169682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;And like any daily soap opera we had all the turns and twist like robe, nishant and Adish having their interviews scheduled on the actual performance day because of which mid way we scraped the whole dance.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then thanks to the excellent buttering of Nishant we all agreed to dance at least till the elims and as expected getting selected knowing that we won’t be able to perform on the actual day of performance that is impact day…. convincing the entire PA team to let us perform on the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; day of pratibimb.&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;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R62H8cD_FWI/AAAAAAAAAIE/xakBx-EDpC4/s1600-h/Image379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R62H8cD_FWI/AAAAAAAAAIE/xakBx-EDpC4/s320/Image379.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164933820058637666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;God but everything was worth it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The people who were initially skeptical about the dance even they miss the dance, now that it’s over.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kudos to all the guys for their sporty spirit and us girls for tolerating them he he….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;TRICAL TURLY ROCKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926889454101435058-3602563787561454186?l=roops-exquisite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/feeds/3602563787561454186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7926889454101435058&amp;postID=3602563787561454186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/3602563787561454186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/3602563787561454186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/2008/02/t-alliance-group.html' title='T++ alliance group'/><author><name>exqusite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285495495162053420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUUbgRxxUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/16x8fafV6tQ/S220/cropped6.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R62EtMD_FQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/i4HGLa5gMSA/s72-c/Image323.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926889454101435058.post-15553344579106005</id><published>2008-01-26T02:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T03:23:46.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As crazy as it gets...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R5sRM669ZNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/w4zsTAlyTcQ/s1600-h/DSC00156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R5sRM669ZNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/w4zsTAlyTcQ/s320/DSC00156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159736711755687122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Destruction of expectation coined by nishant and followed by one and all in our crazy trical group.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You think you are a good reader of a person’s character then come to our class and all your cherished skills will be put to shame.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Though all are well nigh 21 yet seldom do we act like one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R5sRs669ZOI/AAAAAAAAAFs/8ue7TViW07k/s1600-h/Image304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 220px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R5sRs669ZOI/AAAAAAAAAFs/8ue7TViW07k/s320/Image304.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159737261511501026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Yes we do have characters like Anup Rao who claim to be all matured and have got this ‘ I don’t care “ placard hung around his neck 24/7 yet is the most eager one to listen to all sorts of gossips.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And will come up with a justification like he needs fodder to have fun or something to that tune.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Blunt to the point and biggest critic u can ever have.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R5sSVq69ZPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/L2yggLWsOpY/s1600-h/Image597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 223px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R5sSVq69ZPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/L2yggLWsOpY/s320/Image597.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159737961591170290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Off coz he finds ample  support in Aditya Hariharan who for 1 moment will speak on some technical stuff and not make any sense whatsoever even though we all hail from the same so called electrical branch and next moment record absolute crap and play it all day long.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Who doesn’t get worked up so easily but has a blast watching others getting worked up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R5sS3669ZQI/AAAAAAAAAF8/h-TOfD8VXQA/s1600-h/Image641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 220px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R5sS3669ZQI/AAAAAAAAAF8/h-TOfD8VXQA/s320/Image641.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159738550001689858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;His best friend Deepayan as lazy as one can get off coz swati can give him a tough competition in this area.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nocturnal creature and sarcasm etched on every word he utters.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Good at sports yet don’t see any point in going for matches which are scheduled early morning.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then we have got the crazy trio Nishant, Adish and Rohit Bendre.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R5sUNq69ZSI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UMx2T2RrWWc/s1600-h/Image061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 256px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R5sUNq69ZSI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UMx2T2RrWWc/s320/Image061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159740023175472418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Restless and constant chattering, popping up with hair raising ideas which even&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R5sTiK69ZRI/AAAAAAAAAGE/eegbBsiybQ4/s1600-h/Image595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 195px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R5sTiK69ZRI/AAAAAAAAAGE/eegbBsiybQ4/s320/Image595.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159739275851162898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4 year olds will feel embarrassed to do.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Offcoz at no point of the day will they accept that they are kiddish instead you will be blamed for having no sense of humour.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&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;Macky and Ankur the two &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R5sUrq69ZTI/AAAAAAAAAGU/IQgGr6tvZ10/s1600-h/Image060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 233px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R5sUrq69ZTI/AAAAAAAAAGU/IQgGr6tvZ10/s320/Image060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159740538571547954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;characters whom you can trigger any moment with any thing.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mad people who prefer to think from their heart rather than applying brains when they get worked up.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R5sVQq69ZUI/AAAAAAAAAGc/HvBzVvtjOQk/s1600-h/Image247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 183px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R5sVQq69ZUI/AAAAAAAAAGc/HvBzVvtjOQk/s320/Image247.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159741174226707778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hot blooded …&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Govind is the best but of all… he is so sweet and sporting.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dunno how rotho tolerates this crazy group the only sane one in the group if one 4gets his deadly pjs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R5sVya69ZVI/AAAAAAAAAGk/HCjWcb3vfw4/s1600-h/Image638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R5sVya69ZVI/AAAAAAAAAGk/HCjWcb3vfw4/s320/Image638.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159741754047292754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&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;Then comes the fevicol group me, Swati, Jyothsna, Chithu, Shweta and Pooja.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No need to introduce them, already have writtena lot of crap about them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So that pretty much makes up our trical dance group.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Am pretty sure when every one reads this all will be like what about you well all I can say is am not as insane as Nishant.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R5sWra69ZWI/AAAAAAAAAGs/M3zUofGXMug/s1600-h/Image237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R5sWra69ZWI/AAAAAAAAAGs/M3zUofGXMug/s320/Image237.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159742733299836258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926889454101435058-15553344579106005?l=roops-exquisite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/feeds/15553344579106005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7926889454101435058&amp;postID=15553344579106005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/15553344579106005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/15553344579106005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/2008/01/as-crazy-as-it-gets.html' title='As crazy as it gets...'/><author><name>exqusite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285495495162053420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUUbgRxxUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/16x8fafV6tQ/S220/cropped6.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R5sRM669ZNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/w4zsTAlyTcQ/s72-c/DSC00156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926889454101435058.post-9111629474742614820</id><published>2008-01-26T02:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T02:48:23.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts to fill in......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R5sPaq69ZMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Ipr6xtAvnos/s1600-h/Image292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R5sPaq69ZMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Ipr6xtAvnos/s320/Image292.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159734748955632834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appearance is deceptive a phrase that I picked from my school days and yet still marvel every time it crops up from no where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off coz another thing that excite as well as scares is change, the only thing that is constant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am thinking that I know everything that’s happening around me yet no clue about the culmination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know will be paying for my foolhardiness pretty soon, but you see it’s after all human to err.&lt;br /&gt;And mistakes and setbacks are great propellers to boost up my energy.&lt;br /&gt;After all constant jerks are good eye openers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926889454101435058-9111629474742614820?l=roops-exquisite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/feeds/9111629474742614820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7926889454101435058&amp;postID=9111629474742614820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/9111629474742614820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/9111629474742614820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/2008/01/thoughts-to-fill-in.html' title='thoughts to fill in......'/><author><name>exqusite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285495495162053420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUUbgRxxUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/16x8fafV6tQ/S220/cropped6.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R5sPaq69ZMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Ipr6xtAvnos/s72-c/Image292.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926889454101435058.post-1596028544882069225</id><published>2008-01-04T00:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T04:53:09.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goa Trip!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Don't believe your friends when they ask you to be honest with them. All they really want is to be maintained in the g&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R33xVBMW1aI/AAAAAAAAADM/L5MZY3daBXU/s1600-h/Pic-0184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R33xVBMW1aI/AAAAAAAAADM/L5MZY3daBXU/s320/Pic-0184.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151538892181525922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ood opinion they have of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;-Albert Camus &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Is a thing of past…..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These last few weeks have shown me “friends are born not made’.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You just need some moments to truly get to know each other to connect.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sometimes even when we know a person is a great human being still somehow we don’t manage to be close to that person.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Am sure we all have experienced this at least at some point of time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So this post is dedicated to the beautiful moments that we had with our class.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R334fBMW1hI/AAAAAAAAAEE/WR2JB-dHEv8/s1600-h/dsc00242vd5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R334fBMW1hI/AAAAAAAAAEE/WR2JB-dHEv8/s320/dsc00242vd5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151546760561612306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Thanks to our dedicated set of managers headed by the self proclaimed god Nishant Prabhu we all 40 of us&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R33zPhMW1dI/AAAAAAAAADk/_UIrO36pef8/s1600-h/ATgAAAAlWsmCg8W8ZR603pWWpxVdOd8BVxcaX5UYJDi_FaRIPYhYcJrzb00M11Ts3YPyTxFEDoYrPmE-npD41-b5RC79AJtU9VAFTgRNjZwR5xsDHDXFmm7bhymyCg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 202px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R33zPhMW1dI/AAAAAAAAADk/_UIrO36pef8/s320/ATgAAAAlWsmCg8W8ZR603pWWpxVdOd8BVxcaX5UYJDi_FaRIPYhYcJrzb00M11Ts3YPyTxFEDoYrPmE-npD41-b5RC79AJtU9VAFTgRNjZwR5xsDHDXFmm7bhymyCg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151540996715501010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; headed for Goa for 3 nights and four days on 16&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of dec.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Initially we all felt there was some awkwardness but as time passed we all gelled like anything.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Doing crazy water sports like banana boat, &lt;st1:place&gt;Para&lt;/st1:place&gt; sailing and speed boat during da&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R33xyhMW1bI/AAAAAAAAADU/qrYmtTGvMWI/s1600-h/Pic-0125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 208px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R33xyhMW1bI/AAAAAAAAADU/qrYmtTGvMWI/s320/Pic-0125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151539398987666866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;y time and at the same time freaking out people in the middle of the night doing planchet.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Off coz planchet was one man show by Mr. Nishant …. because of which all the girls slept in 1 bed…. and guys too tried their best to erase all the remains of the planchet setting so that they can sleep peacefully…. and when all of us came to know it was staged all the guys praised nishant left and right laced with all the bad words in the world…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R335dRMW1jI/AAAAAAAAAEU/5MhAHyOmsN0/s1600-h/18-12-07_0907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R335dRMW1jI/AAAAAAAAAEU/5MhAHyOmsN0/s320/18-12-07_0907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151547830008469042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;We didn’t visit &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R330GBMW1eI/AAAAAAAAADs/PqOwYiYHccg/s1600-h/Image512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 152px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R330GBMW1eI/AAAAAAAAADs/PqOwYiYHccg/s320/Image512.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151541933018371554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;half of the goa but somehow it didn’t matter at all because we had so much fun in our group only.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But whateverplaces we visited were beautiful and peaceful, places like St basicilica , Chapora fort, the Cathedral, Aguada fort etc&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R3307hMW1fI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Qj5k6FijIo0/s1600-h/Image399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 206px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R3307hMW1fI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Qj5k6FijIo0/s320/Image399.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151542852141372914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; can take your breath away with their beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The only disappointment was that Dona Paula.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;God when we reached theresomebody told me the place is dedicated to a couple&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; Dauna and Paula who had it seems committed suicide from that point, what crap.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R331fRMW1gI/AAAAAAAAAD8/aTGqC9y6KD4/s1600-h/Image460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 144px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R331fRMW1gI/AAAAAAAAAD8/aTGqC9y6KD4/s320/Image460.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151543466321696258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After reaching home thanks to the link sent by Adi I came to know Dauna stands for Madame &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and Madame Paula was an extremely charitable lady… talk about some fancy folklore and actual bland reality.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R337exMW1lI/AAAAAAAAAEk/F-0czmFZ-PA/s1600-h/Image464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R337exMW1lI/AAAAAAAAAEk/F-0czmFZ-PA/s320/Image464.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151550054801528402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Ohh god the food, I have to mention this it’s very spicy and u just can’t eat the whole damn dish in goa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R3349BMW1iI/AAAAAAAAAEM/SSPE6f_QR2I/s1600-h/Image098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 164px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R3349BMW1iI/AAAAAAAAAEM/SSPE6f_QR2I/s320/Image098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151547275957687842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;God either they serve too much in one plate or u don’t have any place left inyour stomach with all that beach water.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here I have to mention our girls room which was dubbed washing room m&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R338KxMW1mI/AAAAAAAAAEs/dZ1CI8gnFrg/s1600-h/Image110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 153px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R338KxMW1mI/AAAAAAAAAEs/dZ1CI8gnFrg/s320/Image110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151550810715772514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;y Anup.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was pigsty in one word; on the last day when we saw all the clean rooms of guys we were positively mortified.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Water and sand used to cover the floor and all the clothes strewn around with absolutely no order.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R3382xMW1nI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nTd6hhv44po/s1600-h/Image217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R3382xMW1nI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nTd6hhv44po/s320/Image217.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151551566630016626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Goa&lt;/st1:place&gt; and drinks go hand in hand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This was amply proved by our class ka guys.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But kudos to them for keeping every time atleast 2 3 people in control to control the rest of the talli people.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Man drunk people are the most entertaining people around and deepayan wins hands down in this competition followed by santosh and beautifully rounded up by aditya.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hari was thoda scary, but was fun watching him also saying all crap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R33-bhMW1pI/AAAAAAAAAFE/GskNRURQPfI/s1600-h/ATgAAAAqdb1H-1Pc9NXm1NEmv4V-5daWkl8lwEeb3_mH1hWLzcPZ-WY5xJS-suxczXEhGmKQ5gLC-vgE2ydxN5xK5B4KAJtU9VBGHCNM85yJY2EhzdKg7sdzcWF3pw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R33-bhMW1pI/AAAAAAAAAFE/GskNRURQPfI/s320/ATgAAAAqdb1H-1Pc9NXm1NEmv4V-5daWkl8lwEeb3_mH1hWLzcPZ-WY5xJS-suxczXEhGmKQ5gLC-vgE2ydxN5xK5B4KAJtU9VBGHCNM85yJY2EhzdKg7sdzcWF3pw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151553297501836946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Like this I can go on and on about our class trip but some things can only be experienced not narrated to feel the enjoyment.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The card games that I played for the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; time, sitting on the beach and just relaxing, antics of Rohit bendre and his entire group, we girls chit chatting till the wee hours, the cruise which was dominated by VJTI, awesome steps of adi during the DJ, singing all songs based on each character of our class, brain theories by Shri Anup Rao at 1 in the night etc &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;God crazy class on the whole but total fun, and the most cool thing that I am happy about is the comfort level that exist now thanks to this amazing trip, meticulously planned by Nishant, Anup, Aditya and Ankur.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Aamchi aai tumchi aai Veermata Jeejabai&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hip hip hurraayyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R33-5hMW1qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/h0JuOTkjHDk/s1600-h/dsc00244oa5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R33-5hMW1qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/h0JuOTkjHDk/s320/dsc00244oa5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151553812897912482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926889454101435058-1596028544882069225?l=roops-exquisite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/feeds/1596028544882069225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7926889454101435058&amp;postID=1596028544882069225&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/1596028544882069225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/1596028544882069225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/2008/01/goa-trip.html' title='Goa Trip!!!!!!!'/><author><name>exqusite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285495495162053420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUUbgRxxUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/16x8fafV6tQ/S220/cropped6.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R33xVBMW1aI/AAAAAAAAADM/L5MZY3daBXU/s72-c/Pic-0184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926889454101435058.post-6097153515440038578</id><published>2008-01-02T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T07:34:47.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calmness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R3ut6xMW1ZI/AAAAAAAAADE/14ePWLbpR9o/s1600-h/solace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R3ut6xMW1ZI/AAAAAAAAADE/14ePWLbpR9o/s320/solace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150901823977477522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Circle of thoughts was just a fantasy I thought…..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A beautifully phase from which I will soon get over………&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Reality which was too good to be true….&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 what else could I think……&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There was an absolute change in the ways I perceived everything….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Things seemed not to affect me so much as they used to….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There was calmness in my approach to things which deserved such an attitude….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No sense of urgency anymore…..&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;It’s a good change that’s for sure…..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No more getting worked up for all the things that crop up…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If things have to happen they will happen if not then chuck it…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You can’t do everything ….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Some things are best left alone…..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926889454101435058-6097153515440038578?l=roops-exquisite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/feeds/6097153515440038578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7926889454101435058&amp;postID=6097153515440038578&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/6097153515440038578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/6097153515440038578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/2008/01/calmness.html' title='Calmness'/><author><name>exqusite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285495495162053420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUUbgRxxUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/16x8fafV6tQ/S220/cropped6.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R3ut6xMW1ZI/AAAAAAAAADE/14ePWLbpR9o/s72-c/solace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926889454101435058.post-7510998218959886234</id><published>2007-12-25T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T03:24:15.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Circle of thoughts..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R3Dl4xMW1XI/AAAAAAAAAC0/aO-5fLkbkkY/s1600-h/autumnwinds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R3Dl4xMW1XI/AAAAAAAAAC0/aO-5fLkbkkY/s320/autumnwinds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147867137525077362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So many thought racing through my mind..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thoughts with no clear demarcations..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Its just running wild inside my brain without any bars to stop it..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&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;Sometimes there is an anticipation of something wonderful to happen…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sometimes there is fear of what is going to happen…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sometimes skepticism of everything…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sometimes just glad of the past…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sometimes an undertone of sadness of what was there in the past…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sometimes an excitement of new things...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sometimes restlessness to do something rather than waiting for it to happen…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&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;Where all this juggling thoughts are taking me I have no idea…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But whatever is going to happen now will be good… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just have this feeling that it’s not good in conventional sense of good but something that will atlast feel good ….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just content…………..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Merry Christmas …&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926889454101435058-7510998218959886234?l=roops-exquisite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/feeds/7510998218959886234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7926889454101435058&amp;postID=7510998218959886234&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/7510998218959886234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/7510998218959886234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/2007/12/mind.html' title='Circle of thoughts..'/><author><name>exqusite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285495495162053420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUUbgRxxUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/16x8fafV6tQ/S220/cropped6.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R3Dl4xMW1XI/AAAAAAAAAC0/aO-5fLkbkkY/s72-c/autumnwinds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926889454101435058.post-7018371226291237110</id><published>2007-12-09T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T09:13:26.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perception</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R1wgGaaEQpI/AAAAAAAAACc/2dvwzhLu2ig/s1600-h/beautyandthebeasts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R1wgGaaEQpI/AAAAAAAAACc/2dvwzhLu2ig/s320/beautyandthebeasts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142020169090220690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Imagine spending your time with a group so big that connecting with individuals emotionally is difficult.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Have you ever noticed that that’s when you like people the most?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When you don’t indulge your mind in picking up knick knacks in another person.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You get all positive vibes because there is free energy flowing around you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There is no pressure on you to give special attention to particular people.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R1wgY6aEQqI/AAAAAAAAACk/WBYi6_C8BN0/s1600-h/dragonsoul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R1wgY6aEQqI/AAAAAAAAACk/WBYi6_C8BN0/s320/dragonsoul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142020486917800610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So why can’t we have the same bond with the very few people who are close to your heart.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well the simple answer to this is we are more critical to the people who are close to our heart.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R1whPaaEQrI/AAAAAAAAACs/MVw2Rnp-Ya0/s1600-h/keeperofsecrets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R1whPaaEQrI/AAAAAAAAACs/MVw2Rnp-Ya0/s320/keeperofsecrets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142021423220671154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So what’s the issue at the core?  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why do we over analyse things that are best left on its own.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well the only thing that’s clear to me is our PERSPECTIVE OF OTHERS.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We view each gesture according to our perspective.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The moment we justify others actions from their perspective everything will be hunky dory as it should be&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926889454101435058-7018371226291237110?l=roops-exquisite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/feeds/7018371226291237110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7926889454101435058&amp;postID=7018371226291237110&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/7018371226291237110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/7018371226291237110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/2007/12/perception.html' title='Perception'/><author><name>exqusite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285495495162053420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUUbgRxxUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/16x8fafV6tQ/S220/cropped6.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R1wgGaaEQpI/AAAAAAAAACc/2dvwzhLu2ig/s72-c/beautyandthebeasts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926889454101435058.post-8850701511619095792</id><published>2007-11-07T08:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T22:09:14.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My quixotic world</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"&gt;  &lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;  &lt;v:formulas&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;  &lt;/v:formulas&gt;  &lt;v:path extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" connecttype="rect"&gt;  &lt;o:lock ext="edit" aspectratio="t"&gt; &lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1026" type="#_x0000_t75" style="'width:234pt;" ole=""&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///D:\DOCUME~1\Anju\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image001.png" title=""&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R0WN7OSMdFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JIHS17LJtnA/s1600-h/hooded+beauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 264px; height: 234px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R0WN7OSMdFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JIHS17LJtnA/s320/hooded+beauty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135666998672127058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:oleobject type="Embed" progid="MSPhotoEd.3" shapeid="_x0000_i1026" drawaspect="Content" objectid="_1255834876"&gt;  &lt;/o:OLEObject&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; My world is a puerile dream.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The quietude of my world disturbed by the quips of reality.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1027" type="#_x0000_t75" style="'width:207pt;height:191.25pt'" ole=""&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///D:\DOCUME~1\Anju\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image003.png" title=""&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:oleobject type="Embed" progid="MSPhotoEd.3" shapeid="_x0000_i1027" drawaspect="Content" objectid="_1255834877"&gt;  &lt;/o:OLEObject&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;hr align="center" size="2" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I fail to fathom the attitudes of people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R0WQceSMdGI/AAAAAAAAACE/KXoETt7QPec/s1600-h/repost+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R0WQceSMdGI/AAAAAAAAACE/KXoETt7QPec/s320/repost+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135669768926032994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am a person who likes to reply and repay promptly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One who wants to truly understand other person’s problems without seeing it as an obligation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the moment always.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yet when it comes to my dealings I see nonchalance as if it’s a duty on their part.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Am I wrong it wanting those few people to b there in spirit as well?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1030" type="#_x0000_t75" style="'width:5in;height:207pt'" ole="" borderbottomcolor="this"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///D:\DOCUME~1\Anju\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image005.png" title=""&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:oleobject type="Embed" progid="MSPhotoEd.3" shapeid="_x0000_i1030" drawaspect="Content" objectid="_1255834879"&gt;  &lt;/o:OLEObject&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R0WQ_-SMdHI/AAAAAAAAACM/E8-7kobrzmc/s1600-h/my+world.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R0WQ_-SMdHI/AAAAAAAAACM/E8-7kobrzmc/s320/my+world.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135670378811389042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Innumerable acquaintances and social friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yet at the time of need few to b relied on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sometimes I mislead myself in thinking they need me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Off course when all had a laugh at that I realize there was a motive behind that as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It would be wrong of me if I claim I have got no one to look back on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Have some priceless people in my life but in different spheres.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;They are there in totality and I am blessed to have them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yet am I wrong to crave for people like them in every angle of my life?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Am I wrong in trying to see a mirror of my attitude in every person I deal with everyday?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1028" type="#_x0000_t75" style="'width:180pt;height:147pt'" ole="" borderbottomcolor="this"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///D:\DOCUME~1\Anju\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image007.png" title=""&gt;  &lt;w:borderbottom type="single" width="4"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:oleobject type="Embed" progid="MSPhotoEd.3" shapeid="_x0000_i1028" drawaspect="Content" objectid="_1255834880"&gt;  &lt;/o:OLEObject&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R0XGreSMdII/AAAAAAAAACU/Xhk_M09L-zw/s1600-h/rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R0XGreSMdII/AAAAAAAAACU/Xhk_M09L-zw/s320/rain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135729400251970690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sparkling light moments for acquaintances and one star moment for friendship is all it takes for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But I think I jump the fence a little too soon and end up getting hurt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why don’t I just enjoy a soft gallop and take the leap at the right moment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why do I give away my trust so easily?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Am I wrong to trust every friend to be my true friend in essence?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1029" type="#_x0000_t75" style="'width:270pt;height:315pt'" ole="" borderbottomcolor="this"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///D:\DOCUME~1\Anju\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image009.png" title=""&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:oleobject type="Embed" progid="MSPhotoEd.3" shapeid="_x0000_i1029" drawaspect="Content" objectid="_1255834881"&gt;  &lt;/o:OLEObject&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These are pure rhetoric questions for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But I don’t mind these questions as for each question I have got a counter argument in the form of a person who may be just for milliseconds made me believe in my quixotic world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With each passing moment I explore new people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And in some rare moments I find my quixotic world after all practical.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I live for these moments.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926889454101435058-8850701511619095792?l=roops-exquisite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/feeds/8850701511619095792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7926889454101435058&amp;postID=8850701511619095792&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/8850701511619095792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/8850701511619095792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-quixotic-world.html' title='My quixotic world'/><author><name>exqusite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285495495162053420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUUbgRxxUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/16x8fafV6tQ/S220/cropped6.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/R0WN7OSMdFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JIHS17LJtnA/s72-c/hooded+beauty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926889454101435058.post-3394425104097857021</id><published>2007-11-04T10:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T07:56:14.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some thoughts…</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/Ry4T80bkfuI/AAAAAAAAABk/ncx43_jaQqg/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/Ry4T80bkfuI/AAAAAAAAABk/ncx43_jaQqg/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129058961208934114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am a misfit in a world of majesty, glamour and&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; power with no inherent beauty,.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A world clustered by people yet comprised of individuals isolated from each other by their own world.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Each person to engrossed in his or her microcosm, people driven by their needs and dreams.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Each entity enclosed in a crystal ball yet happy with the glorious but misleading vision.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Appearance paramount, the thing most priced in forming an image.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Emotions are female whims which are to petty to be acknowledged.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Saying Hello Hi… is a waste of time what’s important is YOUR problem to be discussed, YOUR situation…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The other person must be fine but no time to confirm.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He or she must be on the right track but no time to guide.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nothing can come between you and yourself.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You are selfish so is the world” a thought shared by one and all.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sensitivity and feelings are childish dreams to be mocked upon not to be understood.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To cherish your moments and not cherish everyone’s moment is IN.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pretending to be a paragon of virtues of which you have got no idea.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Backbiting and backstabbing norm of the day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yet after facing so much negativity every day there is one thing that keeps us alive and that’s our family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/RzHfaUbkfvI/AAAAAAAAABs/qCA0OZrxcCE/s1600-h/jumping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 233px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/RzHfaUbkfvI/AAAAAAAAABs/qCA0OZrxcCE/s320/jumping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130127093805645554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Family who restores your faith in you and always make you feel secured.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;People who share and understand your thoughts.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Someone on whom you can always rely on and who will always be there just behind you to lend you support at difficult times.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Likewise am always there for them, heart, mind, body and soul.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926889454101435058-3394425104097857021?l=roops-exquisite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/feeds/3394425104097857021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7926889454101435058&amp;postID=3394425104097857021&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/3394425104097857021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/3394425104097857021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-some-thoughts.html' title='Just some thoughts…'/><author><name>exqusite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285495495162053420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUUbgRxxUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/16x8fafV6tQ/S220/cropped6.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/Ry4T80bkfuI/AAAAAAAAABk/ncx43_jaQqg/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926889454101435058.post-931230448514724849</id><published>2007-11-04T00:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T04:40:01.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand for your belief</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/Ry29jUbkftI/AAAAAAAAABc/FuHxhEU6B0I/s1600-h/Fountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/Ry29jUbkftI/AAAAAAAAABc/FuHxhEU6B0I/s320/Fountain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128963965122281170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s always been the case the outspoken becomes the black sheep in every situation.&lt;br /&gt;Is it wrong to project your views and true feelings as it is?&lt;br /&gt;Being transparent is a curse in a world where people hide themselves behind a plastic smile and pretend every thing is hunky-dory.&lt;br /&gt;People want to just save their own skin.&lt;br /&gt;They are tigers when voicing their opinion in group but grow cold feet on being asked to stand up for their views.&lt;br /&gt;Madame Tauxad’s waxworks are preferable to such plastic people claiming to be human beings.&lt;br /&gt;These are servile dependents who are opportunists in the first place, making use of people around them and themselves becoming paragon of false sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does a person do who believes in his thoughts, emotions and beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;A person who is gutsy to voice his opinion and doesn’t shrink from his responsibilities&lt;br /&gt;A person who has got zillion friends yet few to count.&lt;br /&gt;Is he at fault for being like this?&lt;br /&gt;Should he change himself and become life wretched inhuman beings around him.&lt;br /&gt;Should he to follow the crowd and keep his head bowed down at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO….&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a world where you do not know who your true well wishers are.&lt;br /&gt;Just because the majority is like this doesn’t mean they are right in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Be true to yourself if your conscience says so, because ultimately you are answerable to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Out of the thousand deeds done by you at least one will reciprocate.&lt;br /&gt;So for that hope live the moments with your ideologies.&lt;br /&gt;Never compromise, because you won’t ever be able to justify that&lt;br /&gt;What future hold for us we never know.&lt;br /&gt;Just do the right things and let it shape your life as it wants to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926889454101435058-931230448514724849?l=roops-exquisite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/feeds/931230448514724849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7926889454101435058&amp;postID=931230448514724849&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/931230448514724849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/931230448514724849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/2007/11/stand-for-your-belief.html' title='Stand for your belief'/><author><name>exqusite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285495495162053420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUUbgRxxUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/16x8fafV6tQ/S220/cropped6.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/Ry29jUbkftI/AAAAAAAAABc/FuHxhEU6B0I/s72-c/Fountain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926889454101435058.post-4780871950687958097</id><published>2007-10-29T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T09:40:43.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Iridescent hues of people…</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/RyYI-kbkfsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/M3m5lSOq3Eg/s1600-h/hanging+out+in+th+quad(me+in+th+middle).jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/RyYI-kbkfsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/M3m5lSOq3Eg/s320/hanging+out+in+th+quad(me+in+th+middle).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126795096832114370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Each one of us a unique creation of god, marked by a unique blend of personality and character.&lt;br /&gt;Standing out for our principles and beliefs, ideologies influenced and inspired by our surrounding and upbringing.&lt;br /&gt;But then who is complaining, life would have been a dead bore with clones.&lt;br /&gt;To add spice to your life you need people who baffle you with their idiosyncrasies&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and intelligence at the same time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There is Nivedita Rao as sweet as one can get. When I while away my time reading novels instead of studyng during the PL’s I know there is a crazy friend of mine who must have in all probability finished that same novel two days back.&lt;br /&gt;Soft spoken, angelic face and naïve approach are attributes that set her apart.&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;Then there is Ramya the ultimate gossip queen. Knows every story right from the neighbour who ran away with the auto rickshaw wallah to the lip job done by Aishwarya.&lt;br /&gt;One whose phone bills run upto some 9000 bucks, some one as funky in appearance as her attitude towards her dear ones.&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;Offcoz the great Jyothsna Chandrapti……&lt;br /&gt;Total nutcase, pretty face and a logical mind slower than the tortoise.&lt;br /&gt;But a studious girl which is in complete contras too her laidback and lazy lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;A person who meets everything with equanimity and chilled out attitude.&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;How can I forget the hot blood Tejas Bhamburkar aka bamboo…&lt;br /&gt;Stands at 6ft 3” who can talk 24/7 and terribly hooked on to his friends.&lt;br /&gt;Meticulous in his work and concerned with everyone else’s life.&lt;br /&gt;Friends are v important to him yet we become invisible once Jyo is there &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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;Sushant Dewan aka CD the one and only guy in our group who is concerned about his professional life. Also the only one who cares to lecture a bunch of morons like us on our respective careers. A great listener, my confidant and a brilliant mathematician.&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;Purnima well what to say about this crazy character. Top in her acads and maturity that is unmatched. Have been a dutiful daughter and like a mother to her little sis.&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;Divya sharma charming personality, cute boy friend, responsible in her work and frugal.&lt;br /&gt;Doing an engg course of four years yet no interest in technical side. A dream girl with eyes set on IIMs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen meet Chithu, confusion etched on her face day in and out. Have the reputation of a studious girl but in reality a lazy bum.&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;Shweta weirdest creature walking on the earth. The person who is misunderstood to be rude by one and all yet the gentlest creature alive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sleeping a passion for Swati Suri, will try to skirt all work for sleep.Stubborn as hell on her decisions and sweet as heaven in person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ghosh they all are so different, yet they add a new meaning to my everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;Their eccentricities and disparities have added some interesting pieces to the puzzle of my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Luv you all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926889454101435058-4780871950687958097?l=roops-exquisite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/feeds/4780871950687958097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/RyYI-kbkfsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/M3m5lSOq3Eg/s72-c/hanging+out+in+th+quad(me+in+th+middle).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926889454101435058.post-1225220964253991075</id><published>2007-10-28T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T19:21:47.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance my milieu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/RyVDrUbkfrI/AAAAAAAAAAs/j83Z-4SWmaw/s1600-h/dance+steps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/RyVDrUbkfrI/AAAAAAAAAAs/j83Z-4SWmaw/s320/dance+steps.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126578162328960690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance has the capacity to make ugly Betty look like Cinderella.&lt;br /&gt;It can wipe out your stage fear and lets you conquer the world with your grace and charm.&lt;br /&gt;It brings out the real you, the one that was lying under the veil of self doubt and insecurity.&lt;br /&gt;Are these words just music to your ears or do they have a ring of truth in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best that I feel I can justify my claims is by presenting my own dance group.&lt;br /&gt;A person who never took the mantle of leadership, who would come across as person who would like to b guided all the way.&lt;br /&gt;But hidden was a quality to prove to the world that she is very much capable of handling her responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;Dancing gave her a platform to showcase her talent, to show to the world that she is the mistress of her world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person bestowed with a pretty face yet as confused about her life as she is about herself.&lt;br /&gt;But few know that once she knows what she wants to do, her work has a finesse and beauty unmatched.&lt;br /&gt;This comes across in her graceful dancing.&lt;br /&gt;Her each and every movement shows a grace that comes inherently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person who cribs and fidgets all day about her looks all day.&lt;br /&gt;A person who in spite of the whole world assuring her that she looks good is uncomfortable and is shrouded in the doubt of her capabilities.&lt;br /&gt;But when she is own stage she is the most beautiful person to behold … why?&lt;br /&gt;Because that moment she lets herself out without restrain.&lt;br /&gt;She feels beautiful and the world knows she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance in a way brings out team work.&lt;br /&gt;When a couple dances, the girl trusts the guy to guide her.&lt;br /&gt;In return she trusts her belief and judgment.&lt;br /&gt;The guy learns to respect women, to hold her with care, with love yet with a dignity which is a rare virtue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no form of dancing.&lt;br /&gt;Dance whatever you feel like doing.&lt;br /&gt;Standards are set by humans not god hence are meant to be broken and re invented.&lt;br /&gt;So shed your inhibitions, self doubt and dance away your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Remember dance does not need a great dancer or time or choreographer, you just need the HEART to dance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926889454101435058-1225220964253991075?l=roops-exquisite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/feeds/1225220964253991075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7926889454101435058&amp;postID=1225220964253991075&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/1225220964253991075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/1225220964253991075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/2007/10/dance-my-milieu.html' title='Dance my milieu...'/><author><name>exqusite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285495495162053420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUUbgRxxUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/16x8fafV6tQ/S220/cropped6.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/RyVDrUbkfrI/AAAAAAAAAAs/j83Z-4SWmaw/s72-c/dance+steps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926889454101435058.post-8704585688965460218</id><published>2007-10-27T11:08:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T11:26:53.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have we lost ourselves.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/RyN_dkbkfpI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5OIiNq4feyU/s1600-h/Image044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/RyN_dkbkfpI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5OIiNq4feyU/s320/Image044.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126080946850004626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship …Friendship …Friendship&lt;br /&gt;Haven’t we been exposed to this word since time immemorial?&lt;br /&gt;This is one human relationship which has been the essence, the starting plug, the life of all relationships.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone craves for great friends, friends who will be there for you in sickness and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;People who cherish you the way god has made you, admonish your wrong ways, applaud your achievements, guide you through rough times, nurture your dreams and celebrate with you your special moments.&lt;br /&gt;But …………&lt;br /&gt;has this new scientific world maimed this gentle, delicate and beautiful world of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Today’s world has transformed people into machines, machines that go on and on with no time for such mundane things as friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Today we are so engrossed in our day to day work; we don’t find time for simple things as enquiring your friend’s well being and health.&lt;br /&gt;Today’s youth equate friendship to hangouts.&lt;br /&gt;This era has proved to be a boon as well as a curse.&lt;br /&gt;World is scattered with opportunities and people are just desperate to grab them.&lt;br /&gt;Life style has become luxurious but human feelings have taken a backseat.&lt;br /&gt;People are so bedazzled by their success that they tend to overlook the persons they have lost in their way.&lt;br /&gt;Now people come up with justification that “To achieve something you have to sacrifice some things”, true, but not yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You, your soul crave for human touch, human emotions not materialistic things.&lt;br /&gt;What’s the use of all these materialistic things that you have garnered if you have no one to share that with?&lt;br /&gt;If you can’t enjoy what you have achieved what was the big idea of achieving it.&lt;br /&gt;What we need to know is the balancing act.&lt;br /&gt;Take out time for your loved ones because they are the ones who will even at the age of 90 say “You are a great human being”.&lt;br /&gt;Be with them during their special moments; during bad times make them feel they can always find a support in you.&lt;br /&gt;In return you will feel content and happy and never be lonely and alone.&lt;br /&gt;Take out time to feel and enjoy the iridescent hues of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926889454101435058-8704585688965460218?l=roops-exquisite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/feeds/8704585688965460218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7926889454101435058&amp;postID=8704585688965460218&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/8704585688965460218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/8704585688965460218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/2007/10/have-we-lost-ourselves_27.html' title='Have we lost ourselves.......'/><author><name>exqusite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285495495162053420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUUbgRxxUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/16x8fafV6tQ/S220/cropped6.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/RyN_dkbkfpI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5OIiNq4feyU/s72-c/Image044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926889454101435058.post-2441345481862155450</id><published>2007-10-27T04:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T06:57:26.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great expectations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/RyMkBEbkfnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LHS6-pyeNDQ/s1600-h/Image129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/RyMkBEbkfnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LHS6-pyeNDQ/s320/Image129.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125980401665605234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is magnificent, each one of us just small entities trying to fathom the beautiful exquisite word life.&lt;br /&gt;But do we need to be scared of what’s in store for us in life.&lt;br /&gt;Hasn’t our experience till now taught us one valuable lesson that nothing is in our hands yet everything is connected to our doings?&lt;br /&gt;We have no right to dictate its terms, yet it unfolds in ways that seems to b linked in an obscure way.&lt;br /&gt;Every relationship, every day, each moment, every look, every smile, every handshake has immense value.&lt;br /&gt;Each one of them gives us tools to live this life to the fullest; it’s up to us to grab them.&lt;br /&gt;Don't expect anything from life, from friends, from your family,&lt;br /&gt;Your are here to live life, give life to someone else’s journey not to take away something that doesn’t belong to you in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Who are you to expect.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you are that great a person to expect?&lt;br /&gt;Be humble enough to not expect. Expectation is the venom that destroys our life, the meaning to our existence.&lt;br /&gt;Doing something in return for something is itself the bane to your very existence.&lt;br /&gt;You feel content in getting the expected but getting the unexpected is glorious.&lt;br /&gt;There is a beautiful rose in store for us every moment, but to hold the beauty you need to feel the thorns first.&lt;br /&gt;Live life freely savor every moment, laugh out loud when you are happy, smile when you are content, cry if you are sad, because those moments well never come back.&lt;br /&gt;That’s the beauty of life, it never lets you relive the moments that has elapsed. Past is to cherished, present to be lived and future to be anticipated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926889454101435058-2441345481862155450?l=roops-exquisite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/feeds/2441345481862155450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7926889454101435058&amp;postID=2441345481862155450&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/2441345481862155450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7926889454101435058/posts/default/2441345481862155450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roops-exquisite.blogspot.com/2007/10/great-expectations.html' title='Great expectations'/><author><name>exqusite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285495495162053420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/SUUUbgRxxUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/16x8fafV6tQ/S220/cropped6.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_93fkVuEa0o0/RyMkBEbkfnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LHS6-pyeNDQ/s72-c/Image129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
