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term='day'/><category term='50 cents'/><category term='amitav ghosh'/><category term='punetech'/><category term='scarves'/><category term='hobby'/><category term='optimism'/><category term='history'/><category term='god'/><category term='japan'/><category term='vote'/><category term='colors'/><category term='amateur writing'/><category term='snow'/><category term='trap'/><category term='technikkhils.blogspot.com'/><category term='alzheimers'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>Nikhil S</title><subtitle type='html'>Describe me? No way!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-2550177006470093301</id><published>2010-12-23T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T05:49:30.644-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unwanted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rodent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Atithi Tum Kab Jaoge!</title><content type='html'>He was an unwanted guest for sure. For more than a month, he had been most unwelcome at our place. We would see his doings especially in the Kitchen and curse ourselves for the fate that had be-fallen us. But did that affect him - no! He would go about his business with a peculiar aplomb - sampling a fruit, playing around with the wheat flour and sniffing away at stuff with nary a merciful glance at us hosts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, it was time for us pitiful victims to start plotting revenge. After much discussions and strategic planning the TRAP was laid down. He didn't bite the bullet, the first few rounds. Cunning fellow that he was! The enticement in the trappings had to be made more tastier to lure him into it, we felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that fateful day, we did not realize that the bait had been taken. Pi was drudging along to make another savoury snack for that night's plans. And it was only when she was about to set it up that she noticed the slight little commotion from the inside! The sly creature was hiding with nary a sound! The brave me tried to coax him out onto the visible part of the trap, but he clung onto the shadows like a ghost. Trying in vain to fool us, but ultimately he could not hide himself from the piercing gaze of my car's head-light. His fur-ball shining unevenly in the glare and the light reflected from his michievous eyes betraying his stealth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we had caught our unwelcome guest and his fate was in our hands! I demanded gruesome and swift justice, but was over-ruled unanimously by the ladies in the house. Finally we mercifully dumped him near a vegetable vendor cart in the deep of the night. Hopefully he found some food and embarked on an adventure in search of a new abode. Heres fervently hoping he does not end up at our place again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-2550177006470093301?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/2550177006470093301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=2550177006470093301' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/2550177006470093301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/2550177006470093301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2010/12/atithi-tum-kab-jaoge.html' title='Atithi Tum Kab Jaoge!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-1964698193753053867</id><published>2010-10-11T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T08:26:22.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I know. I have been away from here for a long while. But instant noodly stuff like twitter and facebook make it hard to come back to blogging. Also being busy at &lt;a href="http://www.oyestyle.com/"&gt;work&lt;/a&gt; does not help at all! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But have some stuff on my mind and I want to regurgitate it out here some day soon! Till then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-1964698193753053867?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/1964698193753053867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=1964698193753053867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/1964698193753053867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/1964698193753053867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-know.html' title='I know'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-7655340751895303861</id><published>2009-06-25T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:58:20.071-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael jackson'/><title type='text'>Have you seen my childhood...</title><content type='html'>The other day, I was singing (trying to sing is the best way to put it) "Childhood" by Michael Jackson to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neil&lt;/span&gt; and today while driving down to office I get to hear of MJ's death :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a big impression while growing up and in some ways I was pained with his downfall, all the bad publicity, rumors about his humongous debts and the constant criticism that he was surrounded by for close to 10-15 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when he was going to perform in Mumbai years back, I so wanted to somehow end up to watch the show and had harboured desires of actually seeing him perform some day. Hmm, not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, kinda sad to post back-to-back RIP blogs. But R.I.P the one and only, the absolute "King of Pop"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CHILDHOOD&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you seen my Childhood?&lt;br /&gt;    I'm searching for the world that I&lt;br /&gt;    Come from&lt;br /&gt;    'Cause I've been looking around&lt;br /&gt;    In the lost and found of my heart...&lt;br /&gt;    No one understands me&lt;br /&gt;    They view it as such strange eccentricities...&lt;br /&gt;    'Cause I keep kidding around&lt;br /&gt;    Like a child, but pardon me...&lt;br /&gt;    People say I'm not okay&lt;br /&gt;    'Cause I love such elementary things...&lt;br /&gt;    It's been my fate to compensate, for the&lt;br /&gt;    Childhood&lt;br /&gt;    I've never known...&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    Have you seen my Childhood?&lt;br /&gt;    I'm searching for that wonder in my youth&lt;br /&gt;    Like pirates and adventurous dreams,&lt;br /&gt;    Of conquest and kings on the throne...&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    Before you judge me, try hard to love me,&lt;br /&gt;    Look within your heart then ask,&lt;br /&gt;    Have you seen my Childhood?&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    People say I'm strange that way&lt;br /&gt;    'Cause I love such elementary things,&lt;br /&gt;    It's been my fate to compensate,&lt;br /&gt;    for the Childhood I've never known...&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    Have you seen my Childhood?&lt;br /&gt;    I'm searching for that wonder in my youth&lt;br /&gt;    Like fantastical stories to share&lt;br /&gt;    The dreams I would dare, watch me fly...&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    Before you judge me, try hard to love me.&lt;br /&gt;    The painful youth I've had&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    Have you seen my Childhood.&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Written and composed by Michael Jackson&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-7655340751895303861?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/7655340751895303861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=7655340751895303861' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/7655340751895303861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/7655340751895303861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2009/06/have-you-seen-my-childhood.html' title='Have you seen my childhood...'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-1941809931689762823</id><published>2009-06-23T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T23:20:21.773-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iran elections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in memory'/><title type='text'>Neda - "The Voice"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In memory of Neda Soltani....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I touched your forehead - it was cold,&lt;br /&gt;You were dead but there're things to be told..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched your face beautiful like the moon,&lt;br /&gt;But what was the use - you were gone so soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held your hands tenderly in mine,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling disoriented in these sands of time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I kissed your lips, I felt so sane,&lt;br /&gt;Your mere sight vanished all the pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you couldn't listen - I wanted to say,&lt;br /&gt;I love you - but I couldn't even whisper and pray..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were rested flowers grew on your grave,&lt;br /&gt;Silence, memories and tears are all that I can save..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s1HyrPi3BXA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s1HyrPi3BXA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-1941809931689762823?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/1941809931689762823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=1941809931689762823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/1941809931689762823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/1941809931689762823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2009/06/neda-voice.html' title='Neda - &quot;The Voice&quot;'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-1188235199691969284</id><published>2009-06-08T01:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T02:07:46.337-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you cant touch this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mc hammer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flashmob'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>You Can't Touch This!</title><content type='html'>I hope many remember the good old DD pre-MTV days (those who have been &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fortunate&lt;/span&gt; enough to have seen that one-channel era :p) when they used to show the Grammy Awards winner segment as a 30-minute summary. Many of the songs, artists that I ended up listening later were picked up from those segments. One song that made a big impression then was "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/U_Can%27t_Touch_This"&gt;You Can't Touch This&lt;/a&gt;" by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/MC_Hammer"&gt;MC Hammer&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those baggy pants, those funky gyrating dancing steps and yes the cool tune  left a lasting impression. And today I see this &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flash_mob"&gt;flashmob&lt;/a&gt; video on youtube, where a group of people got into a shopping mall and performed an impromtu version of it leaving the buyers speechless. So much fun! I hope I do get to be a part of such a "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/U_Can%27t_Touch_This"&gt;You Can't Touch This&lt;/a&gt;" flashmob someday :D Don't you? Its high-time we started some flashmobs here in India too! Enjoy the video for now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vfxCnZ4Dp3c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vfxCnZ4Dp3c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-1188235199691969284?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/1188235199691969284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=1188235199691969284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/1188235199691969284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/1188235199691969284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-cant-touch-this.html' title='You Can&apos;t Touch This!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-4980973910341945529</id><published>2009-05-24T23:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:43:51.769-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='w3277'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunshine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rayban'/><title type='text'>Sunshine makes me Happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.amazon.com/Sunglasses-Rayban-Aviator-Silver-Mirror/dp/B001OR27FY"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xILllgDKDZg/Sho9DBSn2zI/AAAAAAAABy4/jUaLS53RlPg/s400/Ray_Banjpg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339647430296591154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pi&lt;/span&gt;! Sunshine will now really make me happy :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-4980973910341945529?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/4980973910341945529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=4980973910341945529' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/4980973910341945529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/4980973910341945529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2009/05/sunshine-makes-me-happy.html' title='Sunshine makes me Happy!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xILllgDKDZg/Sho9DBSn2zI/AAAAAAAABy4/jUaLS53RlPg/s72-c/Ray_Banjpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-7187634007664162579</id><published>2009-05-13T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T07:01:55.617-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mish-mash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finglish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portmanteau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hinglish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><title type='text'>My mother tongue is umm...</title><content type='html'>Answer this honestly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many sentences can you converse in chaste Hindi without adding a dash of some English? Most of you (including yours truly) will answer 1 or 2 at maximum. Yes sirree, the entire nation has been afflicted with this Hinglish flu! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its everywhere, on TV, news, media, the newspaper, the college katta or the office smoke rooms! I myself bemoan this linguistic impurity and sometimes wish I could use one language at one time and not end up using this mish-mash of words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seems this is not just an Indian phenomenon. I recently met up with a Finnish guy and while generally conversing, he too was moaning the liberal mix of English words back home. Guess what do they call this mish-mash - FINGLISH! :) Am glad we are not the only ones who have been linguistically corrupted :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-7187634007664162579?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/7187634007664162579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=7187634007664162579' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/7187634007664162579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/7187634007664162579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-mother-tongue-is-umm.html' title='My mother tongue is umm...'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-8978990916425519778</id><published>2009-04-23T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T00:44:17.064-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='middle finger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='democracy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pune'/><title type='text'>Poking a big one?</title><content type='html'>So, its election time and for many its somehow fashionable to vote this time around! I voted too (not for the fashion part though :)). Frankly, I was kinda impressed with the organization of the whole thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first part about finding which place to go to, my family's voting numbers (yeah they did not send out voting cards to us) was a bit frustrating - but thankfully there was a guy sitting with a laptop doing the job for you. That his laptop was about to conk off with his battery running out made it a tad more exciting is another matter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I find out the location which turns out to be a nice school with an iscrutable name (Kroot school!!) pretty close to my home. I go in and there are nice rooms with organized numberings put up in front. There are no serpentine lines (is that a good or a bad thing?) in the sweltering sun and in a matter of 5 minutes am done with the voting!! I go in to get my finger inked to proudly show to everyone in office that I voted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put forward my left hand's thumb to indicate a big thumbs up for the entire process. The lady poker-facedly says - "Put your left hand's MIDDLE FINGER forward please!!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I hear her right! But middle finger it is. I am smilimg ironically at this tradition by now - they could have picked up any other finger and am fervently hoping that they did not pick this to poke a big one into the face of democracy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you vote then?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-8978990916425519778?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/8978990916425519778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=8978990916425519778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/8978990916425519778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/8978990916425519778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2009/04/poking-big-one.html' title='Poking a big one?'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-7908611125793154369</id><published>2009-04-21T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T05:00:40.893-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chris daughtry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shaheen jafargholi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indian idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='susan boyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talent shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='britains got talent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no talent'/><title type='text'>Indian Idles!</title><content type='html'>I sometimes wonder as to where the talent of our country is. Sure we have a lot of reality shows which try to promote and make visible unknown talents, but the quality seems to be hardly up the mark. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In contrast, reality shows abroad tend to churn out latent talents in hordes. Take the ongoing "Britain's Got Talent" show. It has thrown up Susan Boyle to the world and the fact that &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9lp0IWv8QZY"&gt;her video on youtube&lt;/a&gt; has been watched 30+ million times speaks about the liking the world has developed for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or for that matter take the 12 year old singing sensation &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yVU4IkzMNIo"&gt;Shaheen Jafargholi&lt;/a&gt; too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even American Idol has produced some good artists with &lt;a href="http://www.daughtryofficial.com/"&gt;Chris Daughtry&lt;/a&gt; being a personal favorite - and he did not even win the show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, remains to be seen who will steal the Indian thunder or we will see all Indian Idles whiling their time around!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-7908611125793154369?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/7908611125793154369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=7908611125793154369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/7908611125793154369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/7908611125793154369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2009/04/indian-idles.html' title='Indian Idles!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-4130684294854710299</id><published>2009-04-07T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T06:49:02.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mencoder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='munich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='linux'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flv'/><title type='text'>Snow!!</title><content type='html'>I experienced proper snowfall (I had seen some itsy-bitsy flakes a while back in Boston) in Munich and it was pretty much fun. The Muncheners however used to shake their heads whenever it snowed, since this was one of their coldest winters and they were expecting a lot more sunshine at this period of time. I was happy though! Here is a video I took on the penultimate day of the trip. Luckily I could convert it into flv format using mencoder on Linux and the video size is now down from 71MB to 1.6MB! Hope you like it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-95d9cb901c36e88d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D95d9cb901c36e88d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331550768%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D54E4FC8CFD69B64EBE6E740E43B9DB26D8BE9AB6.5B11DBF9F77D2FDB6559BE12F290F0839B2720BD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D95d9cb901c36e88d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D14YOGBlPI3qWiRNni6cMY_MTgZk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D95d9cb901c36e88d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331550768%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D54E4FC8CFD69B64EBE6E740E43B9DB26D8BE9AB6.5B11DBF9F77D2FDB6559BE12F290F0839B2720BD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D95d9cb901c36e88d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D14YOGBlPI3qWiRNni6cMY_MTgZk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-4130684294854710299?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=95d9cb901c36e88d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/4130684294854710299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=4130684294854710299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/4130684294854710299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/4130684294854710299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2009/04/snow.html' title='Snow!!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-7952775539398818927</id><published>2009-04-03T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T05:51:51.615-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bangalore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='navin kabra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='april fools day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punetech'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pune'/><title type='text'>Fools!!</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://www.punetech.com"&gt;PuneTech&lt;/a&gt; folks seemed to have had a hearty laugh playing a good and a professional one on April Fool's Day. Basically they had a news item complete with news footage about how Pune is beating recession much better as compared to Bangalore. As Navin mentions in today's followup, its sad that a lot of people fail for it and actually tweeted, debated, argued about it too :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the fun here :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://punetech.com/punetechs-april-fools-prank-pune-handling-recession-better-than-bangalore/"&gt;Punetech Prank!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-7952775539398818927?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/7952775539398818927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=7952775539398818927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/7952775539398818927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/7952775539398818927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2009/04/fools.html' title='Fools!!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-4112858271830662965</id><published>2009-04-02T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T04:39:06.675-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eternal sunshine of the spotless mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eloisa to abelard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alexander pope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kate winslet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jim carrey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Eternal Sunshine....</title><content type='html'>So, we saw "Benjamin Button" the other night and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pi&lt;/span&gt; wanted to watch a similar Oscarish, Award-winning movie as a follow on. We settled on the Jim Carrey - Kate Winslet starrer &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0338013/"&gt;"Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind"&lt;/a&gt; and yeah it is an interesting kind of a movie. Both the parties trying to erase-out each other from their respective memories and yet being drawn back together again and again because of the subconscious attraction makes for an interesting theme. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Carrey was good in his non-comic, no-facial-contortions role and what can I say about Kate Winslet. I liked her the first time I saw her in Titanic and she is such a sweetly, dainty, cute actress :). The name is pretty interesting. It comes from the poem "Eloisa to Abelard" by Alexander Pope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!&lt;br /&gt;The world forgetting, by the world forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!&lt;br /&gt;Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Watch it for an interesting perspective..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-4112858271830662965?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/4112858271830662965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=4112858271830662965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/4112858271830662965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/4112858271830662965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2009/04/eternal-sunshine.html' title='Eternal Sunshine....'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-8005928690480093321</id><published>2009-03-31T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:34:32.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tours'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='munich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='india'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='germany'/><title type='text'>Back...</title><content type='html'>So after about 3 weeks in Munich, I am back to home-sweet-home. As I look back, it was an interesting trip. It was good to spend time in a Non-US place after a while. I think European folks do a good job of keeping their History alive. Munich had city tours, the Third Reich tours, hop-on_hop-off buses which did the rounds of the city, ofcourse the Beer tours, Museums and everything else that had to do with its history over the past centuries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes wish that India too would develop such an organized system to showcase our history which I think is so colorful and varied in its own right! Anyways, back to home-sweet-home, back to terra-firma and back to the grind :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics of my trip. Check them out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/nikkhils/MunichMar09#"&gt;Munich Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-8005928690480093321?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/8005928690480093321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=8005928690480093321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/8005928690480093321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/8005928690480093321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2009/03/back.html' title='Back...'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-8141225650267328047</id><published>2009-03-23T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T12:42:45.519-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grave of the fireflies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teenagers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tourists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan'/><title type='text'>Japan in Recession?</title><content type='html'>So some days back, I was watching BBC and they were talking about how Japan is officially in recession. Toyota, Sony had their worst quarters, because USA is not buying anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;But am wondering, if Japan is in recession, how come they can afford to send their kids to Munich for tourism. Gawd, my hotel is full of Japanese teenagers. Its kinda cute in some ways to see them go about their business during breakfast. I guess I haven't told you that "The Grave Of The Fireflies" is one of my favorite movies :). &lt;br /&gt;As I was discussing with one German who said "As long as the Japanese send their kids to Germany for vacation, I wouldn't believe that they are in recession!". Nein!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-8141225650267328047?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/8141225650267328047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=8141225650267328047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/8141225650267328047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/8141225650267328047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2009/03/japan-in-recession.html' title='Japan in Recession?'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-5704199076389545516</id><published>2009-03-16T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T04:53:32.904-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world war 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concentration camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dachau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='torture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hitler'/><title type='text'>Dachau!</title><content type='html'>The trip to Dachau last Sunday was enlightening... The reason Dachau is so famous is because it was the first official concentration camp and hence ended up acting as a blueprint for all the further ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xILllgDKDZg/ScIdCQRjd9I/AAAAAAAABkY/2Dnb3oFb1gc/s1600-h/IMG_0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xILllgDKDZg/ScIdCQRjd9I/AAAAAAAABkY/2Dnb3oFb1gc/s400/IMG_0242.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314842434816145362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Arbeit Macht Frei (Work shall set you free)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt that the initial reason for their creation was to arrest all anti-Nazi people (of which there were a lot!), but later on as the war progressed they turned into the most inhuman places on earth, where people died of overwork, cold, disease, murder, torture, gas chambers and what not. It was indeed a dark chapter in the German History and it is indeed great to see the remarkable turn-around in such a short span. I took a picture towards the end of the tour but somehow could not smile...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-5704199076389545516?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/5704199076389545516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=5704199076389545516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/5704199076389545516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/5704199076389545516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2009/03/dachau.html' title='Dachau!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xILllgDKDZg/ScIdCQRjd9I/AAAAAAAABkY/2Dnb3oFb1gc/s72-c/IMG_0242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-8040016573655320940</id><published>2009-03-15T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T01:23:46.895-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='munich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dachau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hitler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oktoberfest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='touristy'/><title type='text'>Ah Munchen!</title><content type='html'>So I am here in Munich for about 2.5-3 weeks since the 9th. One week has past and it has been a good one. Work wise, I have done ok and well as per checking out the place goes - not too bad I think :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, am handling the cold pretty well - one thing is that they are nearing the end of Winter and its becoming warmer. Yesterday, it was just pleasant - perfect for a weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Roman I am doing what the Romans (err Muncheners) do. Guzzling down loads of beer (and getting puffed as a side-effect :() and trying to check out the local food and places. I was lucky enough to find some Indians and entertainingly HUNG out with them on Friday night. Infact I had grand touristy plans for Saturday, but I slept at around 5 in the morning on Friday night - so ahem saturday was just walking around checking out the history of Munich, the origins of Oktoberfest and obviously stuff about Hitler. This guy has left such a mark on this country and the world too for that matter. Its amazing how many times he survived dying before he went on to become the greatest wannabe dictator on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Sunday morning and true to the appeal of my tourist guide yesterday I am going to search my soul and go visit the concentration camps in Dachau. I learnt that some German families have adopted the controversial practice of introducing their kids to some places in these camps at the tender age of 7! But they claim, the kids end up becoming humane and with a lot of respect for humanity and basic equality. Nice... More updates later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-8040016573655320940?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/8040016573655320940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=8040016573655320940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/8040016573655320940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/8040016573655320940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2009/03/ah-munchen.html' title='Ah Munchen!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-558520341766924607</id><published>2009-02-26T22:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:20:55.978-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freida pinto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hollywood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slumdog millionaire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><title type='text'>Pinto!!</title><content type='html'>Hmmm, I really think Freida Pinto is going to make a career for herself in Hollywood. Not even Aishwarya Rai has made proper inroads in so many years and Freida has already been on all the needed-to-be-on shows including Jay Leno, David Letterman, Oprah etal. Plus she looks awesome on the red carpet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope we don't have to ever say - "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Afraid&lt;/span&gt; Pinto didn't make it" :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-558520341766924607?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/558520341766924607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=558520341766924607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/558520341766924607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/558520341766924607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2009/02/pinto.html' title='Pinto!!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-7546483526966191167</id><published>2009-02-06T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T02:15:10.091-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contact'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='part 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aliens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short story'/><title type='text'>Contact - Part Deux</title><content type='html'>One such night, Xanthippe's parents got up because of the hue and cry, Xanthippe was creating. It was way past the retirement hour and concerned they rushed to the terrace. Xanthippe was shouting excitedly over something she had observed in the sky. She was too excited to speak for a while. They calmed her down with difficulty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom! You won't believe my probability stars today. A space window opened for exactly 10 seconds, i saw some weird creatures in that window. Mom, they were really peculiar. Oddly symmetric to say the least, they had a pair of legs, pair of arms, a pair of eyes and a pair of ears too!! Very much against the much-proved odd-organ evolution thesis dont you think Mom?" Xanthippe's mother looked indulgently at her precocious daughter. She took in her ruffled body hair, sleepless three eyes brimming with excitement, one central arm pointing in the general direction of the sky and smiled. "Come now Xanthippe dear, its very late girl. You must definitely have had a dream. I am sure ALIENS dont look so oddly symmetric!! Lets go back to sleep honey"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-7546483526966191167?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/7546483526966191167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=7546483526966191167' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/7546483526966191167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/7546483526966191167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2009/02/contact-part-deux.html' title='Contact - Part Deux'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-7507958417571273828</id><published>2009-02-02T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:37:14.237-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contact'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xanthippe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='astronomy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short story'/><title type='text'>Contact - Part 1</title><content type='html'>Xanthippe was a precocious girl. She liked all things bright and wonderful. But then, she liked the skies too, not the dark sulky ones, but the ones adorned with a thousand stars. She would spend hours looking at them, getting excited over a shooting star and going into raptures over a passing comet. Her doting parents recognized Xanthippe's love. The onset of her tenth temporal eon was welcomed by a gift so precious that she was literally over the numerous Lunar Planets over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus began her sojourns into the skies. The UltraPhotoTelescopic Amplifier that her parents gifted to her was the most advanced machine available for personal use in those times. Equipped with stochastic capabilities, to people with time and probability on their hands, it was a peek into the Universe in its entire vastness. Xanthippe would spend hours with it, adjusting probability variables, spatial coordinates and contrast parameters. The sky was her best friend now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-7507958417571273828?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/7507958417571273828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=7507958417571273828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/7507958417571273828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/7507958417571273828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2009/02/contact-part-1.html' title='Contact - Part 1'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-7638892322046677536</id><published>2008-12-23T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T23:33:20.950-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teenage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two-wheeler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appearance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='granddad'/><title type='text'>Affection!</title><content type='html'>So I am driving down to office and a teenage girl is driving along-side on a two-wheeler with her granddad riding on the pillion. All of a sudden her hair gets loose and starts going helter-skelter in the wind. Like any respectable teenager she seems concerned because of the disarray in her appearance. Granddad to the rescue! With one hand he balances himself lest he falls down and the other hand lovingly forms a temporary hair band to keep it in place! Ah, so much affection.Pretty sweet, aint it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-7638892322046677536?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/7638892322046677536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=7638892322046677536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/7638892322046677536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/7638892322046677536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/12/affection.html' title='Affection!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-8753130812307137695</id><published>2008-12-15T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T22:48:26.587-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amateur writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the kid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short story'/><title type='text'>The Kid - Part II</title><content type='html'>Story continued...&lt;br /&gt;===========&lt;br /&gt;His perennially moist eyes would shine with the yearning that he felt to be a part of them. I would try to grab his attention with confectionary, but he wouldn't blink an eye. Every now and then, he would look up to his mother, who accompanied him without fail, and longingly point out a finger towards the kids. His mother would hold him close to her heart and soothe him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, on my own had tried to reason to the other kids about him. But they would not have anything to do with him. He scared them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't blame them. After all, who wouldn't be afraid of a mentally retarded 40 year old? Still, he was my favourite kid....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-8753130812307137695?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/8753130812307137695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=8753130812307137695' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/8753130812307137695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/8753130812307137695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/12/kid-part-ii.html' title='The Kid - Part II'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-5368085468689344120</id><published>2008-12-09T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:25:15.251-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsletter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the kid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short story'/><title type='text'>The Kid - Part 1</title><content type='html'>So I submitted this short story of mine to our company's internal newsletter last week. Had written it some 4-5 years ago when I still had some creative juices flowing within me. Am putting it up here for hopefully a bigger audience ;) Personally I think it is a pretty juvenile piece, but here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kid - Part 1&lt;br /&gt;=========&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Another Sunday morning. But yet, unlike any other which had passed. This was a routine, which well was not a routine. How I loved to get up early&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;morning and dress up for the occasion. Get into my morning gear and get&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ready to tread that path which I had beaten down no ends. How I loved&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to gaze at the Sun's rays dancing silkenly on the flowers adorning my&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;path. How I loved to take in the only amount of fresh air that could&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;be offered to me in these times. As you would have guessed by now, this was not just a walk in the park for an old guy like me.&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The walk would precipitate with a stop at the Children's Park. It was a&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;joy to behold the sight of children playing to their hearts content. My&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;old ears would strain to get a piece of their joyful banter. How I&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;enjoyed their talk about their favourite heroes and idols. The way this&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;messy world meant so little to them.&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My eyes would then search around for my favourite kid. He would be there&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;every time. Huddled up in a corner, he would longingly eye the other&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;kids playing. He did not talk much. My attempts to become friendly with&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;him were always greeted with a scared stare. All he wanted to do was&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to play with the other kids. He wanted to be one of them. He wanted to&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;jostle and mingle with them.&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"&gt; But the other kids wanted nothing whatsoever to do with him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-5368085468689344120?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/5368085468689344120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=5368085468689344120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/5368085468689344120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/5368085468689344120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/12/kid-part-1.html' title='The Kid - Part 1'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-8458597379191106320</id><published>2008-12-02T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T23:25:52.772-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The man from earth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jerome Bixby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='immortality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science fiction'/><title type='text'>The Man From Earth!</title><content type='html'>What if you are older than history itself? What if you helped create and shape history? What if you needed someone to name a species something to identify yourself as belonging to that species? What if you are so old that you have outlived multiple generations and centuries? What if you had the opportunity to shape religion itself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scientifically, if someone's body is able to regenerate all the critical organs periodically, it should be possible to live long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you want to be such a person? Will it be FUN to be such a person? Check out "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Man_from_Earth"&gt;The Man From Earth&lt;/a&gt;" to see for yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-8458597379191106320?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/8458597379191106320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=8458597379191106320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/8458597379191106320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/8458597379191106320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/12/man-from-earth.html' title='The Man From Earth!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-605124581269931723</id><published>2008-11-19T01:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T01:55:23.607-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wikipedia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='railfans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='danny boyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trainspotting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Trainspottin!</title><content type='html'>I know people have hobbies. Some usual, some unusual. I watched the movie &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0117951/"&gt;Trainspotting&lt;/a&gt; yesterday (directed by Danny Boyle of Slumdog fame) and out of habit (or hobby! :P) made my way to the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Train_spotting#Trainspotting"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;. So it seems that standing all through the day and looking at trains plying between stations is actually a hobby! Some have the hobby of travelling and visiting as many metro or rail systems as they can! And some including the famous Alfred Hitchcock have/had a hobby of collecting and memorizing railway timetables! Pretty interesting these railfans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's your trainspottin? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-605124581269931723?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/605124581269931723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=605124581269931723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/605124581269931723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/605124581269931723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/11/trainspottin.html' title='Trainspottin!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-3549497623549270973</id><published>2008-11-14T00:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T01:03:59.995-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='optimism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='where the hell is matt?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>I hope you dance!</title><content type='html'>What is with us human beings? Sometimes, the simplest of things done in a certain way touches our hearts, makes us emotional or hopeful or alive all of a sudden!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the case of this person Matt. What he did was travel to 42 or so countries over a period of 14 months, asking people to dance with him wherever he went. That people joined up to dance and that a close to 12 million or so people enjoyed watching this mass comic dancing ritual and felt glad out of it, is something that is difficult to explain. No? Check it out yourself :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zlfKdbWwruY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zlfKdbWwruY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-3549497623549270973?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/3549497623549270973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=3549497623549270973' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/3549497623549270973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/3549497623549270973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-hope-you-dance.html' title='I hope you dance!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-7078135625188628167</id><published>2008-11-12T00:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T00:51:45.255-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='india'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slumdog millionaire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='danny boyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rotten tomatoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anil kapoor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='irrfan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mainstream'/><title type='text'>Slumdog Millionaire!!</title><content type='html'>Hmmm, I think, we Indians have made a lot of attempts via our movies to sell India to the West. But it's been with limited success. Films like &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0240200/"&gt;Water&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0150433/"&gt;Earth&lt;/a&gt; and others tried to find a mainstream audience in the West, but what they must have found as takers must be Indians settled there or would be [pseudo] intellectuals watching with critical eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I have heard about &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1010048/"&gt;Slumdog Millionaire&lt;/a&gt; so far, it seems like the one movie which can actually appeal to mainstream global audiences. It has a &lt;a href="http://www.rottentomatoes.com/m/slumdog_millionaire/"&gt;90% plus fresh rating on rotten tomatoes&lt;/a&gt; and comments on &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AIzbwV7on6Q"&gt;youtube&lt;/a&gt; and everywhere indicate the enormous impact this movie has had on global viewers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is directed by Danny Boyle of Trainspotting fame and stars Anil Kapoor, Irrfan amongst others. Its a story about an 18 years old slum-orphan who is about to win 20 million rupees on a "Kaun Banega Karodpati" style show and seems to interweave his love story alongside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to watch it myself. For starters, I like the name itself!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-7078135625188628167?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/7078135625188628167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=7078135625188628167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/7078135625188628167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/7078135625188628167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/11/slumdog-millionaire.html' title='Slumdog Millionaire!!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-8703821628717510686</id><published>2008-10-31T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T00:40:17.019-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sharing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child actor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tingya'/><title type='text'>Tingya!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;माझे आभाल&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;माझे&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;आभाल&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;तुला&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;घे&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span&gt;तुझे&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;आभाल&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;मला&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;आथावाच्या&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;पारुन्दिला&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;बांधू&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;एक&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;झुला&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;माझा&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;झुला&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;माझा&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;झुला&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span&gt;तुला&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;घे&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span&gt;तुझा&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;झुला&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;मला&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;वार्या&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;वर&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;पसरला&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;मखमली&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;चा&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;शाला&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;माझा&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;शाला&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;माझा&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;शाला&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;तुला&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;घे&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span&gt;तुझा&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;शाला&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;मला&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;माझे&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;आभाल&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;तुला&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;घे&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span&gt;तुझे&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;आभाल&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;तुला&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had watched this movie "टिंग्या - Tingya (the small one)" a while back and was blown away by the performance of the little child actor. This movie had just this one song and it talked about sharing &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;your dreams, your aspirations, your comforts with each other. Pretty interesting movie overall, recommended watching..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-8703821628717510686?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/8703821628717510686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=8703821628717510686' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/8703821628717510686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/8703821628717510686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/10/tingya.html' title='Tingya!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-2796257373996282047</id><published>2008-10-30T00:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T00:56:40.495-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='image'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gameboy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diwali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nintendo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Windows PAINT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neil'/><title type='text'>Paint the love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xILllgDKDZg/SQlnzF4N1lI/AAAAAAAABPA/RF1wt4lIbOk/s1600-h/Mami_Neil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xILllgDKDZg/SQlnzF4N1lI/AAAAAAAABPA/RF1wt4lIbOk/s400/Mami_Neil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262851767008089682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 9 year old nephew &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yash&lt;/span&gt; was pretty happy with the gifts that I gifted to him for Diwali. New shoes, 2 Nintendo GameBoy games, new clothes etc. etc. And above all this, he is super excited with the arrival of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neil&lt;/span&gt; into our lives. The above image is what he came up with in 10 or so minutes using Windows PAINT on my laptop. He explained this image is about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pi&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neil &lt;/span&gt;playing in a playground. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nice ain't it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="flockcredit" style="text-align: right; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-size: x-small;"&gt;Blogged with the &lt;a href="http://www.flock.com/blogged-with-flock" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;" target="_new" title="Flock Browser"&gt;Flock Browser&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-2796257373996282047?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/2796257373996282047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=2796257373996282047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/2796257373996282047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/2796257373996282047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/10/paint-love.html' title='Paint the love!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xILllgDKDZg/SQlnzF4N1lI/AAAAAAAABPA/RF1wt4lIbOk/s72-c/Mami_Neil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-4800963983452368872</id><published>2008-10-23T23:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:48:04.145-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50 cents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='profanities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hiphop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='usher'/><title type='text'>Hippity Hop..</title><content type='html'>I have started liking listening to Hip-Hop nowadays. Usher, Missy Elliot, etal are pretty good talents to listen to. However what hurts my sensibilities is the amount of profanities some of the guys use :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, swaying to the music, the tempo and the beats and then some singer starts mouthing the foulest of lyrics. Eff this-that, suck this-that, shove this-that, my big this-that, steam this-that. The list goes on and on. Some amounts might be ok on the ear, but there have been times I had to lower the volume just because of the jarring lyrics.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish there was a cleaner hip-hop genre for sensibilities like mine. As an aside, I wonder if this intolerance is also because of age? :P &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div class="flockcredit" style="text-align: right; color: #CCC; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Blogged with the &lt;a href="http://www.flock.com/blogged-with-flock" style="color: #999; font-weight: bold;" target="_new" title="Flock Browser"&gt;Flock Browser&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-4800963983452368872?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/4800963983452368872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=4800963983452368872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/4800963983452368872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/4800963983452368872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/10/hippity-hop.html' title='Hippity Hop..'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-4803131541491593732</id><published>2008-10-20T01:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T01:25:38.096-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new born'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neil'/><title type='text'>Tidings!</title><content type='html'>Hmmm, last few days have been of a different kind. The build up was close to 9 plus months in the making. The anticipation, the constant discussions with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pi&lt;/span&gt;, the mental preparations have all culminated with the birth of my son &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/nikkhils/neil#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on the 10th of October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have been asking, what my reaction has been. The first reaction has been that of sheer relief, to see both &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pi &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neil&lt;/span&gt; both coming through fine. And now slowly things are sinking in. Long gazes at the little one, marveling at his perfectly formed fingers, enjoying his first crying, you know the usual moments and emotions that every new parent goes through. Yes, the sleepless nights are thrown in too! And along with all this is a renewed sense of responsibility towards one more being on this earth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all friends and well-wishers who have congratulated and wished us all well through the past days. Responsibly yours :) &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div class="flockcredit" style="text-align: right; color: #CCC; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Blogged with the &lt;a href="http://www.flock.com/blogged-with-flock" style="color: #999; font-weight: bold;" target="_new" title="Flock Browser"&gt;Flock Browser&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-4803131541491593732?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/4803131541491593732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=4803131541491593732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/4803131541491593732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/4803131541491593732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/10/tidings.html' title='Tidings!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-2256067137366684847</id><published>2008-10-08T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T05:17:06.471-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moment of truth'/><title type='text'>Moment of Truth...</title><content type='html'>When I was growing up, I was stressed upon the virtues of telling the truth all the time. I was told, that telling the truth may have consequences afterall - but that it is the best thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I started growing up and started understanding the ways of this wicked world a bit, I realized that hardly anybody tells the truth! You realize People lie to friends, to co-workers, to lovers, to bosses, to families. Ask yourself if you have never lied. If you ask me, I have lied whenever I felt the need for it (thankfully not very many occasions though) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fine day, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt; came up to me and said - "I will gather all the people you have interacted with all your life - your family, friends, colleagues, everyone, and ask you questions pertaining to them, that you have to answer truthfully! If you answer all of them truthfully I will give you 10 crore rupees!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that a moral dilemma?? How enticing and tricky at the same time! If I stand up in front of everyone and tell the truth and nothing but the truth, I stand to gain enough money to retire for life immediately!  On the other hand - having to answer truthfully might mean scandalizing your family, facing untoward consequences from friends, awkward relations with colleagues etc. etc. Its like standing up to possibly have your reputation tarnished forever having dug deep into your conscience to answer questions truthfully. I ask myself, does money make it worth loosing all of this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God, &lt;/span&gt;I am still deciding whether to take up this offer. You tell me, are you ready for your &lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/momentoftruth/"&gt;Moment of Truth&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-2256067137366684847?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/2256067137366684847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=2256067137366684847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/2256067137366684847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/2256067137366684847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/10/moment-of-truth.html' title='Moment of Truth...'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-8373580310392356788</id><published>2008-09-25T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T02:56:24.819-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sea of poppies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midnight&apos;s children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booker prize'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salman rushdie'/><title type='text'>A children of Midnight..</title><content type='html'>First of all, let me tell you that am happy that "Sea of Poppies" has been nominated for this year's Bookers prize :). It really is splendid literature. I was/am bitten with the Booker's bug post that novel, and hence I decided to read "Midnight's Children" by Salman Rushdie. If you don't know this, this novel has been bestowed with the "Booker of Bookers" Prize - so I had/have high expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am 30% through and initially I found the language and the narration difficult to follow. The language and the continuity seemed unnatural to me and I was almost on the verge of abandoning reading it. But then the children of Midnight have been finally revealed and my interest has been sufficiently piqued. Hopefully when I am done with it, I might find resonance with those who voted it best of the best. So expect me to be a children of the midnight hour, pouring over printed words everyonce in a while... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-8373580310392356788?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/8373580310392356788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=8373580310392356788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/8373580310392356788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/8373580310392356788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/09/children-of-midnight.html' title='A children of Midnight..'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-3625617140294879783</id><published>2008-09-23T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T02:13:34.807-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spooky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the descent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kung fu panda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1408'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silent hill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horror'/><title type='text'>Wish me happy watching!</title><content type='html'>So, like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pi &lt;/span&gt;is put up at her brother's place and after my daily dose of Big Boss, I still am not sleepy enough, to try and kill an extra couple of hours. Thanks to a generous office colleague, I have laid my hands on a couple hundred of good movies and every night, when am lounging all alone on the sofa with the lights turned out, am spoilt for choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a while, comedy and animation was my choice (You rock my &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0441773/"&gt;Kung Fuing Panda&lt;/a&gt;!). But the current genre thats literally keeping me awake is HORROR! Thankfully the last 3-4 movies have been top-notch. I started off with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0450385/"&gt;1408&lt;/a&gt; starring John Cusack, which is about a man who specializes in rebuking paranormal phenomenons, checks into the fabled room 1408 in the Dolphin Hotel to confront genuine terror. Not bad I would say. Then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0384537/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silent Hill&lt;/a&gt; starring Radha Mitchell, which is based on a best selling game of the same name by Konami. It is about a woman who goes to this creepy ash-raining town called as Silent Hill in search of her daughter's ailment. Pretty gripping scary stuff every once in a while too. But the one that rules the roost for me is:&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0435625/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Descent&lt;/a&gt; which is about a bunch of women who go on an undiscovered cave exploration trip when things turn out horribly wrong! I am not lying, I genuinely felt their claustrophobia for a while, while watching the movie. As an honor to them, &lt;a href="http://www.thedescentthemovie.co.uk/wallpaper/1024_768/group.jpg"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; will adorn my desktop for a while :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some gone, so many more to watch! I have decided that "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0884328/"&gt;The Mist&lt;/a&gt;" based on a book by Stephen King, might just be the next movie which gets the honor of keeping me awake till the wee hours of the night. So wish me spooky err... happy watching then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-3625617140294879783?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/3625617140294879783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=3625617140294879783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/3625617140294879783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/3625617140294879783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/09/wish-me-happy-watching.html' title='Wish me happy watching!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-7616362343922955885</id><published>2008-09-16T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T02:16:16.944-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raja'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big boss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='payal rohatgi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='season 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rahul mahajan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sambhavna'/><title type='text'>Big BOOS!</title><content type='html'>Reality can be boring and ennui-inducing sometimes. So what is one to say about reality shows? Me (and thankfully my family) gave up watching soap operas a long time back. But just like trying to have dinner together with family, watching something together on the idiot box also makes up for some family bonding. Currently we are all watching "Big Boss, Season 2". First, the members chosen could not have been lamer. The first qualification for this show should be someone who is atleast an average speaker. There are some folks, who do not have anything to say at all for lengths of time! And then there are some who are at the other extremes (Sambhavna was histrionics personified on yesterday's (i.e. 15th Sept) show!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all in all, this is the best fare for me in recent times. There are some people like Rahul Mahajan the Man-Child, Raja of the filmy-rage, Payal the filmy-dame and Sambhavna of the histrionics - who keep up the interest quotient alive. Infact Raja is the surprising package of the lot. From a reticent, non-talkative first-weeker, he has turned into the mischief-maker-in-chief with full force! Most of the rest are as interesting as the storylines of saas-bahu serials. Until something else more interesting comes along, I will stick to this without a lot of boos..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-7616362343922955885?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/7616362343922955885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=7616362343922955885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/7616362343922955885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/7616362343922955885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/09/big-boos.html' title='Big BOOS!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-6098814914840310734</id><published>2008-09-02T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:50:08.346-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enjoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bliss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traffic jams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>I love weekday holidays!</title><content type='html'>Don't you just love it when you are wading through work during the week hoping for the weekend to arrive faster and suddenly you are gifted a holiday on a weekday? I love it too! But I typically end up at work on such (optional) weekday holidays, unless the holiday is part of a possible extended weekend. Today is one such day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see me, am all happy and relaxed at work, typing away this post merrily. I have had a smooth ride to office. I was able to actually enjoy driving down to office! My left leg does not hurt today from the constant assault that it puts the car clutch to. My fingers are not too stiff, because of the manic tight grip I usually use it for on the driving wheel. My temper is not frayed, cause I don't have to mutter abuses under my breath, nor hear other drivers' impatient honking prodding me along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amongst other things, I could actually wander my eyes off the road and check in the city on the way. I could admire small things like watching an autorickshaw driver using yesterday's poodle of accumulated rainwater to scrub clean his conveyance.  I could actually check out the roses that the road side vendors push into our faces everyday. On other days, I am all taut at my seat with the socket of my eyes glued in onto the front and rear view mirrors hoping fervently that my car gets away without a bruise or a scrap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With almost half of the city's population not on the road, I wistfully wish if this was the situation everyday. Hmmm, till the next weekday holiday then! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-6098814914840310734?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/6098814914840310734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=6098814914840310734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/6098814914840310734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/6098814914840310734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-weekday-holidays.html' title='I love weekday holidays!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-3449747852715530961</id><published>2008-08-18T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T23:33:38.520-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akshay kumar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear factor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='klu klux klan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='khatron ke khiladi'/><title type='text'>KKK - good!</title><content type='html'>No sirree, I am not talking about the dreaded Klu Klux Klan or something. I am talking about the recently concluded "Khatron Ke Khiladi" - the desi version of "Fear Factor". I used to watch the original once in a while and people could hear me muttering "Apparently, fear is not a factor for you!" once in a while too :). This desi version was hosted by Akshay Kumar and I must say he did a decent job of it. A much better job than the usual Shahrukhs and the Salmans trying to occupy every pixel of screen space on the idiot box. That they have failed miserably at it is known to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infact, even &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pi&lt;/span&gt; has turned into an ardent fan of Akshay's after the show. What was good was his earthy humor. He doesn't try to be eloquent or swanky in his humor (I think Shahrukh tries this a lot!). He doesn't switch to English now and then in what is a hindi channel show afterall. His guttural laughter, his dialogue delivery and his comic timing is what forces one to laugh heartily once in a while! Maybe that is why he is the real king of the masses. Take a look at the reruns once in a while if you can..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-3449747852715530961?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/3449747852715530961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=3449747852715530961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/3449747852715530961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/3449747852715530961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/08/kkk-good.html' title='KKK - good!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-263620454927714375</id><published>2008-08-11T06:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T07:15:46.863-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sea of poppies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opium'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ibis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hinglish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amitav ghosh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trilogy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='language'/><title type='text'>Sea of Poppies</title><content type='html'>I don't buy books. And if I buy, they are invariably from the street side with a lotta haggling and all. But &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pi &lt;/span&gt;had a gift voucher of Crossword bookstore, so we&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to buy something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank my stars that I bought "Sea of Poppies" by Amitav Ghosh. I am done with it and its turned out to be a great, great read. Amitav Ghosh took about 4 years to write this one and this is part of the Ibis Trilogy. Ibis is the ship in this trilogy around which a host of colorful characters revolve. Along with the rich plot, its also a telling account of how the British sucked the lifeblood out of many a Indians via the very profitable Opium trade in the early 1820s, before the 2 Opium wars with China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another very interesting thing, is the language used. Its a nice mixture of English and Hindusthani languages prevalent then. So I guess this Hinglish culture is nothing new :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommended reading for one and all! I am already looking forward to the remaining of the 2 books, dont know when they will come out yet though considering that this one is just out this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the &lt;a href="http://www.ibistrilogy.com"&gt;website of this trilogy&lt;/a&gt; for more information about the characters and the &lt;a href="http://www.ibistrilogy.com/content/pdf/the_ibis_chrestomathy.pdf"&gt;fascinating language&lt;/a&gt; too! It's good to have a master Indian English storyteller like Amitav!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-263620454927714375?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/263620454927714375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=263620454927714375' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/263620454927714375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/263620454927714375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/08/sea-of-poppies.html' title='Sea of Poppies'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-8668397680476988646</id><published>2008-08-11T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T06:52:29.744-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city commute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traffic jams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pune'/><title type='text'>Traffic it!</title><content type='html'>So, I and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pi&lt;/span&gt; had a nice route to office. Her office was 2 stone throws away from mine and my road was such that I had to take that turn anyways! So I had gladly been her chauffeur ferrying her around for 3-4 months and it worked really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, that was not meant to be. The world could not digest that this kind of traffical bliss be awarded to any city-lving soul. It turns out that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pi's &lt;/span&gt;office has shifted 4 kms away from mine and that too on the busy bund-garden, yerwada-bridge, airport-road areas :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one who was used to no traffic jam, below 30 minutes commute times, I have not been taking it well. My arsenal of expletives has been renewed/replenished proportional to the number of traffic stops I have to make now. I am also trying to listen to "Lounge Music" to calm myself against this gross injustice too. So, yeah add my name to the list of harried, harassed, city commuters now. The fact that I had the urge to replace the "i" in the first word of the title above with a "u" should also say something about my sentiments right now.. Calm Nikhil... calm :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-8668397680476988646?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/8668397680476988646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=8668397680476988646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/8668397680476988646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/8668397680476988646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/08/traffic-it.html' title='Traffic it!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-3100044125789523244</id><published>2008-08-01T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T03:34:28.835-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batpod'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batmobile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fanboy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian bale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heath ledger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the dark knight'/><title type='text'>Shining dark knight!</title><content type='html'>I am not prone to fanboyism. But I saw "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0468569/"&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/a&gt;" over the weekend and it's a splendid piece of cinema. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005132/"&gt;Heath Ledger&lt;/a&gt; is amazing as the Joker and I think &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000288/"&gt;Christian Bale&lt;/a&gt; holds up his own pretty well as the Batman himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What spiked up the fanboy within me was the batman's fabulous batpod! The way he vrooms around with his cape bellowing out in the wind is a cool sight to behold. So if you thought the batmobile was uber cool, the batpod is the coolest. Infact, Batman's relationship with this bike is described in the film as "He doesn't choose it, he requires it." The sequence in the middle during the car chase, when the Joker is out of his truck and Batman is on the Batpod coming towards him is worth watching many times over. Take a look at Batman's sleekest mean machine below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://z.about.com/d/motorcycles/1/0/6/D/-/-/batpod_rear_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://z.about.com/d/motorcycles/1/0/6/D/-/-/batpod_rear_large.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://z.about.com/d/motorcycles/1/0/4/D/-/-/batpod_action_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://z.about.com/d/motorcycles/1/0/4/D/-/-/batpod_action_large.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-3100044125789523244?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/3100044125789523244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=3100044125789523244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/3100044125789523244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/3100044125789523244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/08/shining-dark-knight.html' title='Shining dark knight!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-1007637924878804170</id><published>2008-07-24T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T00:01:12.069-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aeroplane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='begin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tracy Chapman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhcp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fast car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inner smile'/><title type='text'>A Day Well Begun!!</title><content type='html'>Yes sirree, the day has begun well for me. Personally, its a special day and it started off with a nice bouquet arriving at my home in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;After that both &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pi&lt;/span&gt; and myself got ready for the office. To-Fro to the office, we both listen to songs while driving around. It helps nowadays that we have 3 radio stations in Pune. If I dont like any, I switch to the CD player. I, thankfully, had slipped in an old CD into the player a while back. Oh my oh my, how it added to the well begunness for the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about others. But has it ever happened to you ever - you are doing your thing and some nice song that you liked earlier and had not heard in a while plays somewhere and it totally makes you happy. It happens to me every once in a while. Today I had not one but two songs making me happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one was "Inner Smile" by Texas and the second one was my all time favourite "Fast Car" by Tracy Chapman. How I love this "Fast Car" number and how out of the blue it made the start of my day a bit happier. Guess "Music is indeed my Aeroplane" on some days :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-1007637924878804170?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/1007637924878804170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=1007637924878804170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/1007637924878804170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/1007637924878804170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-well-begun.html' title='A Day Well Begun!!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-5026605132517899804</id><published>2008-07-22T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T06:52:12.353-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asinine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train'/><title type='text'>Ass-U-Me?</title><content type='html'>So the saying goes - "Never ASSUME, it makes an ASS out of U (you) and ME". I used to bandy it around, because I used to think it was funny and I like to play around with words anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, you, me and everybody got made out to be ASSes. My mom and bro were supposed to leave for Nagpur via the Pune-Nagpur Express train. I had gotten the tickets with great difficulty - having paid the extra TATKAL (immediate) charges and all for a confirmed seat for both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today before leaving for office, mom asks me about the timing of this train. Since I had handed over the ticket to her, I nonchalantly said 6 or 6:40 in the evening. Mom ASS-U-MEd that I was telling the right time. I ASS-U-MEd that mom will cross check and come to know that the time is ahead by one hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross-check she did, but when she read the station at 5:40 PM in the evening, comfortably ASS-U-MEing that the train is after an hour :P. If you haven't understood by now, she missed the train comfortably too :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was just wondering after it all. It would have taken hardly a minute for either her or me to cross-check the exact timings and reach there comfortably on time. But both of us ASS-U-MEd things and now she has missed the bus - er train. More than the money, its the important things that wont get done because of she not reaching to Nagpur now.  But I guess rightly served to me for being such an ASS :). Asininely yours...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-5026605132517899804?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/5026605132517899804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=5026605132517899804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/5026605132517899804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/5026605132517899804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/07/ass-u-me.html' title='Ass-U-Me?'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-9104295890845987184</id><published>2008-07-21T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T01:26:21.128-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helmet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ban'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scarves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='security'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pune'/><title type='text'>Security Fail!</title><content type='html'>The new police commissioner of Pune has been advocating a ban on wrapping scarves while driving two-wheelers. He is also advocating the use of helmets while driving. There has been a huge hue and cry over the ban on the scarves, with  a lot of public - especially girls coming out against it. They might have a point, but the reasons being touted to not to use helmets are laughable:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Helmet makes my head heavy and hence I use a scarf"!&lt;br /&gt;"Scarf provides the same amount of protection for my skin, so why a helmet"!&lt;br /&gt;"Helmets do not look good while driving"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the list of nonsensical answers goes on and on. Tell that to the next accident victim who could have been saved by a robust helmet but wanted to use a good-looking, skin-saving scarf instead. Helmets are an absolute must and the ruling should be enforced I say. It is already enforced in places like Delhi and Mumbai, why not in Pune??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-9104295890845987184?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/9104295890845987184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=9104295890845987184' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/9104295890845987184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/9104295890845987184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/07/security-fail.html' title='Security Fail!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-6841812677147386353</id><published>2008-07-18T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T07:15:52.553-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tgif'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unlocked laptop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>TGIF?</title><content type='html'>Its friday evening and I am twiddling my thumbs in office. Me and   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pi &lt;/span&gt;were planning to leave early and we left early too to catch up a doctor's appointment for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pi&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. But we had to actually come back to our respective offices because she had to do some more work for the day! You should have seen the sullen look on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pi's  &lt;/span&gt;face, just because she had to go back again to office to finish off the day :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also did the usual hee-hawing and complaining, but had no other alternative but to trudge back to my own office. Luckily, an office colleague has left her laptop running and unlocked :D , so am writing this blog from that very machine. (hope I don't get sued for invasion of privacy or breaking some office rules or something - I actually have sent a nice and polite email about the perils of keeping one's laptop unattended to the guilty party already :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amongst other things, I did manage to upload my Portland trips pics. You can take a look at them &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/nikkhils/PortlandRailsConf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Ok, so I continue twiddling my thumb furthermore. You readers have a good TGIF and a good weekend too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-6841812677147386353?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/6841812677147386353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=6841812677147386353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/6841812677147386353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/6841812677147386353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/07/tgif.html' title='TGIF?'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-4104645710167123401</id><published>2008-07-06T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:30:33.706-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='juan mann'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free hugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pune'/><title type='text'>Fancy a Free ....</title><content type='html'>So, last saturday it seems was International Free Hugs Day and on friday, the local newspaper had this article about this guy who was planning to give free hugs on Pune's main MG road in the evening on Saturday. Seems he is inspired by &lt;a href="http://www.freehugscampaign.org/"&gt;Juan Mann&lt;/a&gt;. I too watched his video on &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=vr3x_RRJdd4"&gt;youtube&lt;/a&gt; and it made me emotional too. A simple gesture of a warm hug and it makes such a difference doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I was a bit sceptical as to the reception this IT professional will get in Pune. But I guess every one needs a hug!! The next day, the papers were full of pics showing him spreading the love around. I definitely think this free hugs concept augurs well for mankind!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-4104645710167123401?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/4104645710167123401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=4104645710167123401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/4104645710167123401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/4104645710167123401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/07/fancy-free.html' title='Fancy a Free ....'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-8112444645321706973</id><published>2008-06-24T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T02:40:48.587-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eye of the needle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cavite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fanaa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aamir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bollywood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copycats'/><title type='text'>Sigh... copycats</title><content type='html'>Yeah, nowadays Bollywood is synonymous with copycats. Last saturday evening, I was glancing at a movie airing on Zee English (or whatever is their movie channel) and 30 minutes into the movie, I sensed that it seemed similar to a Hindi blockbuster. Worse still, this blockbuster had won a spate of awards at the multitude of leading award ceremonies and all. The English movie is &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0082351/"&gt;Eye of the Needle&lt;/a&gt; and the much feted inspired Bollywood movie is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fanaa_%28film%29"&gt;Fanaa&lt;/a&gt;. These directors, story writers have no conscience it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In recent times, amidst all the stale stuff being dished out, the movie &lt;a href="http://economictimes.indiatimes.com/ET_Cetera/Aamir_Movie_Review/articleshow/3101951.cms"&gt;Aamir&lt;/a&gt; seemed to stand out. But some time back I was saddened to know that it is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;complete &lt;/span&gt;copycat of a movie called as &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0428303/plotsummary"&gt;Cavite&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was just wondering, if some of them feel any pangs when their &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;inspired &lt;/span&gt;creations win awards and they get all the credits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, since even the name Bollywood is inspired from Hollywood, we really shouldn't blame them for not being so original after all. Sigh.. I say&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-8112444645321706973?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/8112444645321706973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=8112444645321706973' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/8112444645321706973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/8112444645321706973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/06/sigh-copycats.html' title='Sigh... copycats'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-2445244770893813504</id><published>2008-06-10T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T01:54:09.683-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zero tax'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emirates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dubai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concrete'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hub'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>Dubai Rocks!!</title><content type='html'>So on my way back from the US, I decided to do a stopover of around 3 days in Dubai. It came in free, you see, because my company was flying me to-fro on Emirates. Plus I have my cousin sister staying there with her family, so wanted to visit them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had heard a lot about Dubai being visitor friendly and even though I was advised to take a visa from India itself, based on some suggestions by past visitors and my own laziness, I decided to do a visa on arrival. Oh how costly that turned out to be. Normal Visa charges in India would have been around 40 US $. But Emirates guys have some fine print that if one takes a visa on arrival from them in Dubai, that person has to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;necessarily buy hotel stay for the entire duration&lt;/span&gt; from them. I was like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WTFFFF!!!&lt;/span&gt; Much to my angst and anger I had to shell out 400 US $, even though I was not going to stay in any hotel. So future travelers, beware!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, this turned out to be the only sore point of the trip. I was blown away by Dubai. This place rocks. Its like a globally cosmopolitan desert land, which has a thirst for concrete development like no other. I was told Dubai houses 25% of the world's largest cranes. Dubai just wants to be the best in everything that they construct. Add to that other very important freebies like Zero Tax and it makes it to rock harder. Though its an expensive place with rentals and real estate prices touching the roof. But an always eager rest of the world making a beeline, its sustaining the load. Was there for 2 days and checked out the different places. The Dubai Museum gave a fascinating glimpse of the Dubai of yesteryears and how under an ambitious, visionary, driven and very liberal ruler, it has transformed into this business hub in Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/nikkhils/Dubai"&gt;pics of my tour&lt;/a&gt;. Check out the place at least once is my recommendation :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-2445244770893813504?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/2445244770893813504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=2445244770893813504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/2445244770893813504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/2445244770893813504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/06/dubai-rocks.html' title='Dubai Rocks!!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-2317244293450943056</id><published>2008-06-05T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T11:59:40.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon Voyage!</title><content type='html'>Well, my short stay in America is over. I will be leaving on Friday. Was pretty much an AMERICAN stay here. I ate a lot of American food - steaks, salads, omelettes, soups, glazed ribs and what not. The best place according to me was &lt;a href="http://www.Benihana.com"&gt;Benihana&lt;/a&gt;. I just loved the concept of someone cooking food on your table in front of you! I can already feel the combined effects of all this food on my belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drank a lot of American beer - coors, ambiere, samuel adams and the likes. I did not like the coors light beer at all, it tastes yucky to me. I sampled a lot of american shots too this time around - yeager bombs, goldslager, pineapple upside-down and all. (No I am not a drunkard if you have started thinking so, I was just socializing you see :)) and even interacted with a lot of cool American colleagues from my office :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am planning on buying some stuff from here before I leave. I always get a beating back home because I don't take some stuff back. But you know, you pretty much get everything nowadays back in India at pretty much the same price. Some things on the list are - cheap external USB drive, toys for my nephew and my cousin sis' kids, some toiletries for the ladies back home, chocolates etc. Everyone has been paying for most of my meals and drinks here, so I have some dollars to spend on all of this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will reach Dubai on Saturday where I will get a visa hopefully and check the place out. I hope the jetlag does not get to me while am in Dubai, otherwise I will be sleeping when the Sun is shining brightly down upon me :). Heading back to India on Monday. So more travel updates soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-2317244293450943056?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/2317244293450943056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=2317244293450943056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/2317244293450943056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/2317244293450943056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/06/bon-voyage.html' title='Bon Voyage!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-2589154966464704015</id><published>2008-06-02T09:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T11:47:59.398-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='railsconf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flickr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technikkhils.blogspot.com'/><title type='text'>RailsConferencing</title><content type='html'>Have been updating my &lt;a href="http://technikkhils.blogspot.com/"&gt;other blog&lt;/a&gt; since I am visiting RailsConf in Portland, Oregon. Am back to NJ today morning. Checkout the stuff that I did there during the conf. We also managed to get someone post a &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/x180/2536649653/in/set-72157605325511779/"&gt;pic of our booth&lt;/a&gt; on Flickr :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-2589154966464704015?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/2589154966464704015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=2589154966464704015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/2589154966464704015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/2589154966464704015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/06/railsconferencing.html' title='RailsConferencing'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-2691443327495072772</id><published>2008-05-28T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T08:00:20.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving around in the CITY!</title><content type='html'>Ya, the new car has kept me away for a while from blogging. Actually drove it to Mumbai and back on the very next day of getting the car and it was a great experience. The ride and the journey was comfortable for both me and family. I was a bit worried about finding directions, but that is quite a  non-issue in Mumbai. People are always welcome to help you out. And not only do they help you out but they provide the shortest path directions too! Did a decent 400Kms plus total for the 3 days that we were in Mumbai. So a good trip overall :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-2691443327495072772?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/2691443327495072772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=2691443327495072772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/2691443327495072772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/2691443327495072772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/05/driving-around-in-city.html' title='Driving around in the CITY!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-943039900263688707</id><published>2008-05-08T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T05:34:35.386-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zx'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gxi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eros'/><title type='text'>Eros - Part Deux</title><content type='html'>A while back, much to the consternation of some, I professed my love. But as always give something time and practicality takes over. I would have wanted to covet her, but pure number crunching and limited resources made me to pause and rethink. A big reason in the limited resources department (the biggest reason being money ofcourse :)) is the size of my garage. What a CRETIN I can be some times. When I had a wide variety of car parking sizes available to me, I ended up choosing the most cramped, most awkward spot that anyone would want :(. I can defend myself by saying that I did not own a car then and new zilch about the finer points..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the sane, practical me has gone in for &lt;a href="http://www.hondacarindia.com/City/Download/images/CityZX_Image07_800.jpg"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; beauty in Carbon Bronze Pearl color. Will get the car in about a week or so. And yeah, I had to sell off my old car to accommodate this one in too. Felt a tinge of sadness when I handed over the car keys of my old car yesterday to the new owner. So that means currently we are without four wheels and myself and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pi &lt;/span&gt;trundle about to office on a nice sporty two wheeler belonging to my sister in the meanwhile :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UPDATE:&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So my car has finally arrived. It was supposed to arrive yesterday (i.e. Thursday), but arrived today on Friday. The car dealer was kind enough however to provide a temporary car overnight :). Yet to get the number plates though! and without them I cannot take the car out of the city. Am planning to attend a wedding in Mumbai over the weekend (I should get the number plates max by Saturday morning).. See you around in the CITY then :)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-943039900263688707?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/943039900263688707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=943039900263688707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/943039900263688707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/943039900263688707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/05/eros-part-deux.html' title='Eros - Part Deux'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-6877110004036611544</id><published>2008-04-30T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:47:52.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Artiste!</title><content type='html'>Well, its been a while and yeah the analysis and the research is still ongoing. Am learning a new technology currently and believe you me, it can get a bit daunting. Understanding the jargon first is an uphill task because all forums, documentations liberally use it everywhere. But not to worry, I have gotten the hang of it a bit :)&lt;br /&gt;One of the additional things that I ended up doing was participating in an impromptu drawing competition conducted at my workplace. The topic was "Colors of Life"! heavy, no? Expecting tech workers to rack their brains and come up with such deep conceptualizations is kind of expecting a lot :-P.&lt;br /&gt;But rack our brains all of us did and gingerly used the pencils, crayons and sketch pens provided to us for the same. I couldn't help but comparing how fluidly my fingers flow on the keyboard and how ungainly I am at drawing and emoting pictorially. I guess had we been asked to use MS Paint or GIMP or some such stuff the output would have been remarkably slicker, but well everything can't be done on a laptop right :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, since the standards were low, I and my partner actually ended up winning the runners-up award for our shoddy efforts! So lahdees and the genteelmen, without further ado I present before you our monumental masterpiece (roll the drums, raise the curtains...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xILllgDKDZg/SBlrFYXIMSI/AAAAAAAAAjg/NDWNdgzC0Xg/s1600-h/runners_up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195301385331552546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xILllgDKDZg/SBlrFYXIMSI/AAAAAAAAAjg/NDWNdgzC0Xg/s400/runners_up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, ya I can picture the grin on your face. But what the hell, it was fun :). Ok, this Artiste is signing off for now!&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Let me know if anyone wants to shell out dollars for this masterpiece ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-6877110004036611544?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/6877110004036611544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=6877110004036611544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/6877110004036611544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/6877110004036611544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/04/artiste.html' title='Artiste!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xILllgDKDZg/SBlrFYXIMSI/AAAAAAAAAjg/NDWNdgzC0Xg/s72-c/runners_up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-1109609905500267855</id><published>2008-04-17T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T00:42:06.863-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alzheimers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='analyze that'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robert de niro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U Me aur Hum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='analyze this'/><title type='text'>Analyze This!</title><content type='html'>I saw &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0122933/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; movie over the weekend. Robert De Niro simply rocks in his mafia don roles! I just love him and his "You talkin' to me? huh" accent. Was just thinking - do we analyze other people all the time? Do we measure them up the moment we see them? Do they analyze you in turn? Why the hell do we analyze each other? Can't we just be? (don't you dare analyze my questions now :-P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also saw another movie over the weekend "U, Me aur Hum" and it deals with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alzheimer%27s_disease"&gt;Alzheimer's Disease&lt;/a&gt;. One quote I saw from the movie was memorable. It said -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"We served him thrice and then he served himself"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Sums up the disease pretty well according to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analytically in the ongoing week, it turns out that at work too, its my turn to analyze things. Am going over a report from a customer and am pretty much chewing my nails trying to analyze it properly. Its a decently big document and thankfully it contains enough information to cogently get something out of it.  So I guess I will analyze this and catch up on "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0289848/"&gt;Analyze That&lt;/a&gt;" hopefully over the weekend :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-1109609905500267855?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/1109609905500267855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=1109609905500267855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/1109609905500267855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/1109609905500267855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/04/analyze-this.html' title='Analyze This!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-9129563469365488825</id><published>2008-04-08T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T07:48:10.196-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technikkhils.blogspot.com'/><title type='text'>TechNik</title><content type='html'>So, this is my personal blog. I realized that I have a lot of non-personal things to say. So I have another blogging site where I am going to blog about technical stuff (ahem, ahem - before you scoff, please take a look, I am a bit technical sometimes :)). Check out my &lt;a href="http://technikkhils.blogspot.com"&gt;TechNik&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-9129563469365488825?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/9129563469365488825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=9129563469365488825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/9129563469365488825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/9129563469365488825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/04/technik.html' title='TechNik'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-7235940293503503044</id><published>2008-04-01T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T04:14:17.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eros</title><content type='html'>Hmmm, so I am going to say something here that will surprise many! Afterall, I am married (have been married for the last 3 plus years) and happily so. Then pray why, I want to say something which will come as a shock to the readers. Pray why, I want to lay my soul and heart bare in front of you all. Eros (err.. God) only knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so by now you are - depending on who you are, mildly, amusedly, alarmingly (this must be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pi&lt;/span&gt;) curious as to what I am talking about. Ok, lahdies and genteelmen, here is my confession....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have fallen in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; again! It's just recently that I set my eyes on her and it was love at first sight. It was like Eros - the love god wanted me to gaze upon her and get eye-struck with her beauty. I don't know what is the corresponding term that guys can use - but suffice to say that whenever I see her it makes me go the male equivalent of "Going weak in the knees"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so you will think, who is she and whether I plan to tell all. Ofcourse I do, I am not ashamed to tell all what an amazing beauty she is and what I would not do to covet her. Here is my &lt;a href="http://www.hondacarindia.com/civic/download/images/800x600/12_800_600.jpg"&gt;LOVE&lt;/a&gt; in all her glory ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-7235940293503503044?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/7235940293503503044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=7235940293503503044' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/7235940293503503044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/7235940293503503044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/04/eros.html' title='Eros'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-8503482153807914891</id><published>2008-03-24T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T07:44:00.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TelePhishy!</title><content type='html'>So, like I am working away at office and I get a call on my office number:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller: Is this Nikhil&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes this is he&lt;br /&gt;Caller: Sir, I am calling from Amazon!&lt;br /&gt;Me (a bit interestedly): Ok, and&lt;br /&gt;Caller: Sir, you see we are having a convention in Bangalore coming Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Me (interestedly): Ok, and&lt;br /&gt;Caller: Sir, we would like to invite you to be a part of our elite discussion panel about Databases&lt;br /&gt;Me (chest starting to puff up): Why me?&lt;br /&gt;Caller: Sir, you have experience. Don't worry we will pay for your to-fro airfare&lt;br /&gt;Me (reeking of interest): Oh, do you have a website with information about this&lt;br /&gt;Caller: Sir, its happening in Leela. As you know its a 7 star hotel and rest assured we will make all arrangements. I have provided all information, we do not have a website though..&lt;br /&gt;Me (sold on the proposal but suspicious about no online information, its Amazon - hellooo): Ok&lt;br /&gt;Caller: Sir, if you can give me your personal emailid and personal cell number and also refer us to your friends....&lt;br /&gt;Me (chest deflated): Sorry can't do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes my interest poof in a cloud of smoke. If he is inviting me, why does he want me to refer my friends - I am the expert ain't I! Then stupid me realizes that this is tele phishing at its best. He needs mine and my friends information so that he can maybe headhunt me and them later. My office pals, Pavan and Atuld had similar phone calls - but am proud that mine was the grandest tale of them all :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, for a while, I was already on the dais addressing an august assembly, giving fundaes about databases and whatever little I know about it -  dream on.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-8503482153807914891?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/8503482153807914891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=8503482153807914891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/8503482153807914891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/8503482153807914891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/03/telephishy.html' title='TelePhishy!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-4758974198975080152</id><published>2008-03-11T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T03:51:51.727-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dilip Oak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GRE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tuitions'/><title type='text'>Under the OAK tree</title><content type='html'>So, last weekend, my cousin bro who is studying engineering at a college in Pune, took me to a counseling workshop by &lt;a href="http://www.dilipoakacademy.com/"&gt;Dilip Oak&lt;/a&gt;. It was supposed to be a workshop on how to interpret the I 20 (it is a form received by hopeful US college admission seekers) and then how to fill up the relevant US visa forms. People (cousin included) had paid huge sums of money for this additional counseling. I was like WTF!!!! Is this the amount of spoon feeding people need nowadays? Aren't students intelligent enough to figure out how to fill up a form?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On retrospection, it seems people always try to be  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;safe&lt;/span&gt; (I guess, I would too. I have been guilty of spending my mom's hard earned money on tuitions for my senior high school..). At the end of the day it is just some financial inconvenience, but I guess the peace of mind that one derives by settling for such counseling outweighs the inconvenience. One thing I am sure about though - Dilip Oak does not mind all of this and is surely laughing all the way to his bank with the enormous kitty :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-4758974198975080152?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/4758974198975080152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=4758974198975080152' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/4758974198975080152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/4758974198975080152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/03/under-oak-tree.html' title='Under the OAK tree'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-4060194066252373957</id><published>2008-03-03T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T03:11:39.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Online!</title><content type='html'>So, some time back I wrote about Open Contributions. As a follow up, me and Ashish (my friend and office colleague who also happens to be the spokesperson for &lt;a href="http://www.postgresql.org/"&gt;PostgreSQL&lt;/a&gt; in India) met up with folks from the media. We had a good session of Q &amp;amp; A, with us trying to put across the gist of what open source and contributing to it means.  &lt;a href="http://www.ciol.com/News/News-Reports/Open-source-will-keep-making-strides/19208103812/0/"&gt;Check it out&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The article is pretty fine, but what got me a bit amused was the reference to me as "Nikhil S"! I am sure my visiting card mentions my full name (goes and affirmatively cross checks). But I figured that maybe, it has to do with my online presence. I tend to use "NikhilS" in a lot of my conversations on mailing lists and generally on emails too! Blame it on my tryst at &lt;a href="http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; quite a while back. But this reference surely means that I have an online presence (pretty small though) where   people actually might know me as "Nikhil S"!  I am not sure  who amongst us is Jekyll and Hyde though. Keep guessing ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-4060194066252373957?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/4060194066252373957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=4060194066252373957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/4060194066252373957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/4060194066252373957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/03/am-i-online.html' title='Am I Online!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-2309706800596479490</id><published>2008-02-22T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T02:38:06.659-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='machiavellian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roadies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mtv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='behaviorism'/><title type='text'>Rough Road !!</title><content type='html'>Is what certainly participants of the reality show &lt;a href="http://www.mtvindia.com/roadies"&gt;MTV Roadies&lt;/a&gt; have to tread on! I have never watched the earlier series completely ever, but this time I have been following these bunch of people around their international sojourn with one eye open. It's an interesting show in many ways. For one, people get to bike around for fun doing odd stunts here and there.&lt;br /&gt;But what is more interesting is to see this game bring out the beast from within you! I read &lt;a href="http://www.george-orwell.org/Animal_Farm/index.html"&gt;Animal Farm&lt;/a&gt; some time back and the summary there was that "All animals are political by nature". The same applies to this show, and it brings out all the machiavellian instincts to the fore out of these participants. Guys and girls alike, scheme, plot, curse, form temporarily beneficial bonds only to regroup in distinctly different ways on the exit of one participant every week. I think its a remarkable display of the entire possible range of human behaviorism necessary for survival and to stay in the game till the end. Check it out whenever you can and marvel at us complex beings :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-2309706800596479490?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/2309706800596479490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=2309706800596479490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/2309706800596479490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/2309706800596479490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/02/rough-road.html' title='Rough Road !!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-1201761835081986146</id><published>2008-02-12T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T00:51:44.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tarantino Valentino!</title><content type='html'>So, another Valentine's day is around the corner. Am sure, we will see the usual self-imposing moralists breaking some hard-working man's greeting cards store on the occasion. Am sure, the price of a rose will shoot up to justify your LOVE on that day. Am sure, couples will try to be as effusively mushy as possible on that day. Am sure, an inappropriate number of candles will be sacrificed at the altars of the 'them-lit' dinners on that day. Oh am sure, that all love related cliches will abound on that very day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a bit ho-hum actually if you ask me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pi&lt;/span&gt; too was not enthused by my suggestions of a working lunch or a definitely-crowded dinner routine. So for us, its going to be an evening show of "&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0765429/"&gt;American Gangster&lt;/a&gt;" - the recent Denzel Washington starrer, supposedly an excellent telling of a true crime story!! Romantic - eh ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-1201761835081986146?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/1201761835081986146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=1201761835081986146' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/1201761835081986146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/1201761835081986146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/02/tarantino-valentino.html' title='Tarantino Valentino!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-4575275307752472394</id><published>2008-02-04T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T23:42:40.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open Contributions</title><content type='html'>One of the things that I wanted to do on joining my current place-of-work was to contribute in an open source manner. But whoever thinks contributing to open source is a piece of cake is mistaken! First of all, most open source projects are thoroughly professional nowadays. PostgreSQL is a prime example. It's not as easy as submitting any piece of code which compiles and works, to be pushed into the product. Infact, its an arduous journey where patience is a great virtue to possess. It starts off with one identifying what the project needs. Many projects have official TODO lists around which make the job easier. Then an important thing is to identify which is the piece of the pie that you can eat - meaning identifying the work item which you think you can contribute to as per your current capacity/knowledge of the code base. After that begins the journey of putting your case in the community mailing lists. The list does make it hard on you by trying to ask all kinds of difficult questions. Why should we do it, why and how you propose to do it, will you be able to do it. It's all in your face literally and can easily intimidate a person and to make him think twice about contributing. Patience again comes to your rescue. After the list agrees that something should be worked upon, then one starts coding and producing work-in-progress patches that should be periodically sent to the list just to let them know that you are not in deep slumber pondering over the work. Some good souls, even take it upon themselves to test your work out and provide constructive feedback. Some established souls, take a look at your work-in-progress and can immediately suggest further course of actions, feedback and the likes. Then comes the final day, after toiling around for quite a while,  when you submit the final code and it gets committed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I know this - you ask. Well, I too have been brave enough in the past to take on this path and have succeeded a wee bit in making humble contributions back to my current favourite open source project - PostgreSQL. Today PostgreSQL 8.3 was &lt;a href="http://www.postgresql.org/docs/8.3/static/release-8-3.html"&gt;released&lt;/a&gt; and it was gratifying to see my name as one of the contributors to some new functionality added. Now that I have been through this before, its a bit easier and I will definitely be contributing to the future releases whenever I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-4575275307752472394?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/4575275307752472394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=4575275307752472394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/4575275307752472394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/4575275307752472394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/02/open-contributions.html' title='Open Contributions'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-2944757494609948767</id><published>2008-01-29T02:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T02:22:32.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CARnama!</title><content type='html'>So, I like big cars. I am an average Indian, but when it comes to cars, most Indians prefer small cars. Its a no-brainer then that Nano is an indigenous product and from the looks of it a nifty little one at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I have been harboring thoughts of upgrading my car. And when I say I harbor thoughts, I don't just keep the thought ship docked at the port, I actually venture out to deep waters. Whether the thought ship reaches its destination or not is another matter :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had zeroed out on a City ZX GXi model, but my amigos mentioned that for it's worth one does not even get safety features like ABS, Driver/Passenger side Airbags. I mean, WTF! for the price tag, I had thought these mid-sized cars should have everything thrown in, leather seats and stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some hours of internet research later, SX4 seems to be the only car which has everything thrown in (yeah, even an input socket in its music player, for your IPOD like gizmos).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, sad part, I don't like the way it looks and reports say its difficult for 3 people to be comfy in the back seat. Looks like this thought ship might just get watered out soon :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-2944757494609948767?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/2944757494609948767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=2944757494609948767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/2944757494609948767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/2944757494609948767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/01/carnama.html' title='CARnama!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-4341946094091243012</id><published>2008-01-23T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:47:53.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BARE facts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xILllgDKDZg/R5g9hSXqigI/AAAAAAAAAgc/_f9GUTEWDkI/s1600-h/st-martin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xILllgDKDZg/R5g9hSXqigI/AAAAAAAAAgc/_f9GUTEWDkI/s400/st-martin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158941015228975618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my 8 year old nephew is lucky enough that he gets to go visit his relatives in this famous beachy tropical island called as &lt;a href="http://www.st-maarten.com/"&gt;St. Maarten&lt;/a&gt;. The beaches and the blue waters will put our beloved Goa to shame anyday.&lt;br /&gt;But what is luckier is that he checked out some Nude Beaches too while he was there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he comes back and proudly shows some of the pictures that he had clicked whilst on the premises. Apart from the sensationalism that we might usually associate with this, it was actually refreshing for me to hear him out talking about it normally. In our days, at his age, had I uttered something along these lines, a sound admonition would have been just around the corner, not to mention my lack of modesty and moral values :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever be the case, one thing remains constant: "Boys will be boyz" ;)!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-4341946094091243012?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/4341946094091243012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=4341946094091243012' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/4341946094091243012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/4341946094091243012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/01/bare-facts.html' title='BARE facts!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xILllgDKDZg/R5g9hSXqigI/AAAAAAAAAgc/_f9GUTEWDkI/s72-c/st-martin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-7848435002399984844</id><published>2008-01-20T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T23:14:13.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now: Various Artists!</title><content type='html'>I have always wondered when people answer the question "So, what kind of music do you like?" with very specific answers. Answers like "strictly golden oldies songs for me please", "definitely, not the present day crap", "rock only rules" etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people ask me this (I don't get this asked too often, now that I am married for quite a while though :P), I am a bit confused. Now, don't think that I am a die-hard music enthusiast, who sleeps/eats/drinks/lives/[insert every other emphatic verb/adverb] music. I like my music in small doses when I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just today morning that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pi&lt;/span&gt; put on this nice marathi CD, the song was "Kevha Tari Pahate" and it made me get out of my bed and listen attentively to the melodious tune. Or it can be "Fast Car - Tracy Chapman", this was the first English song that I liked. Or it could even be Usher, belting out "Yeah, Yeah" or "Let it Burn". It could even be Linkin Park, Jagjit Singh, Pearl Jam, KK, Khare-Kulkarni in any random order and varied doses for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so the point I am trying to make is why people want to straight-jacketise themselves and declare that they like a specific genre only? I don't know about others, but I kinda like my taste - spread over, diffused, noisy, melliflous, headachy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People care to enlighten me on why they prefer a specific kind of music? Till then I am cruising on my Fast Car singing -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You got a fast car&lt;br /&gt;But is it fast enough so you can fly away&lt;br /&gt;You gotta make a decision&lt;br /&gt;You leave tonight or live and die this way"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-7848435002399984844?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/7848435002399984844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=7848435002399984844' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/7848435002399984844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/7848435002399984844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/01/now-various-artists.html' title='Now: Various Artists!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-5073351963253706062</id><published>2008-01-16T23:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T23:26:53.387-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mysql'/><title type='text'>SUNny days for MySQL</title><content type='html'>Ok, so after a late night bachelor party - nah, they are not *so* interesting as the ones we see on 'em stupid movies, but it is a lot of male bonding (read card playing, liberal profanity usage, eating-drinking binges), I trudge late to office in an auto rickshaw. (My car was stranded in the office parking overnight, since I did not want to drink and drive). To add, my rear is not used to the spinal jolts one experiences in our famous Indian auto rickshaws - yeeooouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the news of the day that awaited me was about &lt;a href="http://www.reuters.com/article/mergersNews/idUSWNAS661820080116?pageNumber=1&amp;amp;virtualBrandChannel=10003"&gt;Sun buying out MySQL&lt;/a&gt; for 1 Billion $$$$!! Thats a lot of monies for an open source company! For an analysis for what it means to us, take a  look at my &lt;a href="http://andyastor.blogspot.com/"&gt;CEO&lt;/a&gt;'s blog. Interesting news to get first thing in office.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-5073351963253706062?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/5073351963253706062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=5073351963253706062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/5073351963253706062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/5073351963253706062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/01/sunny-days-for-mysql.html' title='SUNny days for MySQL'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-5876444910842142160</id><published>2008-01-16T02:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T02:02:04.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Y2care38</title><content type='html'>Alright, so Y2K turned out to be a damp squib. But Y2K38 might not! But why wonder 30 years before. Who knows the entire world might be nuked by them and only Noah's Arc might be around.&lt;br /&gt;The reason is that  Saturday, January 19th marks the beginning of the 30 year countdown to the  &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Year_2038_problem"&gt;Y2K38 bug.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Will it turn out to be another ho-hum affair, that remains to be seen. Will I or you be there to judge it, that remains to be seen too :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-5876444910842142160?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/5876444910842142160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=5876444910842142160' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/5876444910842142160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/5876444910842142160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/01/y2care38.html' title='Y2care38'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-1100574156488140876</id><published>2008-01-15T22:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T22:27:52.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There is such a thing as free lunches afterall!</title><content type='html'>Seems there is! atleast if you are gainfully employed. My company just hired a new employee for our Pune office. He and I get to join our VP for lunch today! So thats one free lunch. Also we just shifted our office to new premises. As gratitude to the earlier premise people, who bore the brunt of our antics for more than an year, my company has invited them over for lunch on Thursday. Thats another free lunch!! So guess Milton Friedman who quoted "&lt;span class="huge"&gt;There's no such thing as a free lunch" ought to reconsider :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-1100574156488140876?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/1100574156488140876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=1100574156488140876' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/1100574156488140876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/1100574156488140876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/01/there-is-such-thing-as-free-lunches.html' title='There is such a thing as free lunches afterall!'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1608491701749215108.post-2230477383824585186</id><published>2008-01-15T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T01:35:01.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, well</title><content type='html'>Yeah, yeah. You can say I am jumping on to the blogging bandwagon a bit late. But then I think I have an aversion to doing what everyone is doing anyways :P So here I am. Expect some bits from my mind now and then. See you ppl around!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1608491701749215108-2230477383824585186?l=nikkhils.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/feeds/2230477383824585186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1608491701749215108&amp;postID=2230477383824585186' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/2230477383824585186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1608491701749215108/posts/default/2230477383824585186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkhils.blogspot.com/2008/01/well-well.html' title='Well, well'/><author><name>NikhilS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14785797153938262804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
