<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242000</id><updated>2011-08-01T11:38:45.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EMBRACING ADVERSITIES</title><subtitle type='html'>LIFE GOES ON AS IT NEVER ENDS,EYES OF STONE OBSERVE THE TRENDS.THEY NEVER SAY,FOREVER GAZE.GUILTY ROADS TO AN ENDLESS LOVE,THERE'S NO CONTROL,ARE YOU WITH ME NOW?
YOUR EVERY WISH WILL BE DONE-----THEY TELL ME-----</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242000.post-7012966549442034013</id><published>2009-06-09T08:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T08:43:55.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eagle's Secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;All eagles were born to soar. Their power, however, comes not from what they can see, it is in the unseen. It is the wind, not their wings, that lifts them to the high places. It is their vision, not their eyes, that makes them rulers of the skies. But, above all these, it is their spirit, not their speed, that leads them to be strong and free." - Courtesy {The Eagle's Secret - David McNally}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-7012966549442034013?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/7012966549442034013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=7012966549442034013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/7012966549442034013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/7012966549442034013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2009/06/eagles-secret.html' title='Eagle&apos;s Secret'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-8478961855955126507</id><published>2009-06-09T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T08:42:52.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Somebody. Do something.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Seize the day with a good laugh. Got to make sure that you laugh heartily for atleast 2-3 times a day. Make some funny expressions and enjoy being yourself. If you are not happy with yourself, it's difficult for others to be happy with you. Always try to make the environment happy and joyful by cracking jokes or by doing other funny things. Inspire the kid within you. Let him grow as a kid for as long as possible. Be somebody. Do something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-8478961855955126507?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/8478961855955126507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=8478961855955126507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/8478961855955126507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/8478961855955126507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2009/06/be-somebody-do-something.html' title='Be Somebody. Do something.'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-2471610966495673767</id><published>2009-05-30T06:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T06:22:07.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time to add more optimistic posts</title><content type='html'>Well, I have been away from the world of blogging for a long time.It's now important for me to write optimistic posts and you know what it's time to keep doing the same thing again and again. Happiest person in the world is going to keep up the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;From the video on secret that i recently came across --&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today is the beginning of my new life. Am starting over today. All good things are coming to me. Iam grateful to be alive.I see beauty all around me.I live with passion and purpose. I take time to laugh and play everyday. Iam awake, energized and alive. I focus on all the good things in life and give thanks to every one of them. Iam at peace and one with everything.  I feel the love, the joy and the abundance. Iam free to be myself. Iam magnificence in human form. Iam the perfection of life. I am so grateful to be me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-2471610966495673767?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/2471610966495673767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=2471610966495673767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/2471610966495673767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/2471610966495673767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-time-to-add-more-optimistic-posts.html' title='It&apos;s time to add more optimistic posts'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-3673210390178238167</id><published>2008-11-20T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T22:09:52.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing more and nothing less</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You have to live life every single second of it. Lost second is not going to come back. It is essential to live life to the fullest and to the happiest of it's worth. it is easy to say this but practically difficult to achieve and more importantly not so impossible to try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Enjoy the moment and cherish the good times. Make the current time a wonderful memory that is always loved by you,your friends &amp;amp; family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Few things are extremely important. Courage,faith,fun,humor and happiness for eternity. These are the building blocks of life. Nothing more and nothing less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-3673210390178238167?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/3673210390178238167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=3673210390178238167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/3673210390178238167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/3673210390178238167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2008/11/nothing-more-and-nothing-less.html' title='Nothing more and nothing less'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-9030363676341519841</id><published>2008-10-21T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:12:35.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worry about what?</title><content type='html'>Man!! there is absolutely no time to do all the things that we think about or dream about. How can you get time to worry about stuff and that too imaginary stuff? Well one reason why you should not worry is because it's not healthy. Another reason is that you have got to do lot of other things that is more essential and necessary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-9030363676341519841?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/9030363676341519841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=9030363676341519841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/9030363676341519841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/9030363676341519841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2008/10/worry-about-what.html' title='Worry about what?'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-3126677593720781457</id><published>2007-06-10T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T21:09:59.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skating all the way</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Learning is an endless process, if you really have a will.Thought this to be some sort of a clique,but seems as if, its more real and true. And I have got something to learn from almost everything and almost everybody. When i came here, the idea of skating really fascinated me. The style and attitude asociated with it freaked me out, even in my dreams.The finesse with which you grace through all the people(you know what i mean), makes them take a second look.You bathe in ecstacy when you skate like a pro, and you cry in excrutiating pain, when things happen otherwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with me sporting my friend's shoes. Thought, it was pointless to buy one, when you are a virtual zero in that stuff. In my first attempt, that lasted for 20 minutes or so, i just learnt how to stand(without anybody's help) and walk. This is all i could do. No matter how hard i tried, i could not skate. Somehow the achievement of standing and walking kept my spirits alive, to give it a shot, the following week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time around, i was accompanied by my friends, on both sides(even there was a third person backing me from behind. he was actually coming to catch me if fall on my back.But he never did this.) I was falling down so fast, that even before he realized, i was down with a thud. That day i fell down atleast 30-40 times. But i got up and tried, on all instances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same stuff happenned the next day. I went down numerous times, with only a difference. I was not the least scared, to fall down and i was bouncing like a spring every time i hit the ground. That looked like a comedy film. But again, i was pleased that i was atleast trying without giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now was the right time to buy the skates and i did the same. 100$ got spent in a jiffy and i became the proud owner of a mode of transportation(or should i call a stylish mode of transportation).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some more improvement on the fourth day and i was on my own, skating happily on the fifth day. It is really an amazing feeling to replinish, given the fact that my kneecaps were yelling only a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun is all around me and that's where the feeling grows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-3126677593720781457?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/3126677593720781457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=3126677593720781457&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/3126677593720781457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/3126677593720781457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2007/06/skating-all-way.html' title='Skating all the way'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-5966683712013989037</id><published>2007-05-17T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T01:03:45.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>60 and still running</title><content type='html'>It's been about 60 days, since i have landed in Chicago and i must really say that it's been a throughly funny and satisfying experience till this very moment. Am pretty optimistic, that this is a journey that is actually meant to be what i have stated few seconds back in my previous line. There isn'nt one specific objective for which am here, but there are definitely quite a few dreams to accomplish. I try to have complete fun in whatever i do, no matter how serious or tough or drudgerous the work might seem or look. When i leave this place(the one which i had always dreamt to be in), it would be with a thorough accomplishment of having achieved something(Am sure that,that something would really mean something).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First 5 days of the week means work and intensive work to me. There is not an iota of doubt about what i have stated before 12 words and a stop,coz that is what am supposed to do,and that is what am expected to do. And that is the reason why i try to relish the remaining 2 days of the week, just to make sure that the cycle keeps going on and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more daydreams and delusions coz there is no time for it,and no more blocking the artistic expressions. Total freedom and that is what this place offers so gracefully.Nobody gives a damn about anything. You are what you are and you can do all that you wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of fun. Live it and feel it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-5966683712013989037?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/5966683712013989037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=5966683712013989037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/5966683712013989037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/5966683712013989037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2007/05/60-and-still-running.html' title='60 and still running'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-3104179796076507297</id><published>2007-03-30T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T16:41:44.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am a paper boy,miscellaneous boy and an information boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;First note after landing in Chicago. This is a very funny incident that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; morning on my way to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SSN&lt;/span&gt; office in Chicago. Thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; just pen it down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SSN&lt;/span&gt; office located in Jackson is the closest accessible office for me and i was on my way to Jackson all alone. Just to confirm if i was walking in the right direction, i enquired with one person, who was sitting on the floor selling newspaper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Krish :-&lt;/strong&gt;Hey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Good morning&lt;/span&gt;. Can you please let me know if am on the proper route to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jackson&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pprboy :-&lt;/strong&gt; STOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (he shouted instantly and i was taken aback.Lots of people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;are walking on the road and this guy was shouting.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paper boy:-&lt;/strong&gt;First of all you should know that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Am a a)Paper boy&lt;br /&gt;b)Miscellaneous boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;c)Information boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Which boy do you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;When i first heard the word paper boy, i was a bit scared, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; i didn't know if i was not supposed to ask that question to him. But as he spoke the remaining words, i started laughing inside and started enjoying the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Krish :-&lt;/strong&gt; I want the Information boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pprboy :-&lt;/strong&gt; Keep going. You are on the right track. Keep following the red line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Krish :-&lt;/strong&gt; Thank you very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The conversation ended and i started walking straight,with a smile on my lips. I was so excited, that i thought i had achieved something big in my life. I was overjoyed and elated to have achieved such a big fete. I knew that, i would be extremely energised to work in office that day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; of my accomplishment that morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Waaaaaaaaaaw&lt;/span&gt;, i had talked to the paper boy, who disguised himself as an information boy. Am yet to see the miscellaneous boy though. Do i want to see miscellaneous boy?......No no no...... The Information is enough for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Am sure to explore and experience lot more fun. And i shall log all of those.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-3104179796076507297?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/3104179796076507297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=3104179796076507297&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/3104179796076507297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/3104179796076507297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2007/03/am-paper-boymiscellaneous-boy-and.html' title='Am a paper boy,miscellaneous boy and an information boy'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-7104041584790702457</id><published>2007-03-04T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T06:00:18.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing up is optional...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Growing old is mandatory,but growing up is optional.This is what i read sometime back.Now i realize that its very true. Even if we don't do anyhting,stay in bed for a year,we will grow old by a year. There is no stopping that and it is mandatory. But growing up is completely optional. Growing up doesn't mean growing old. Growing old is ageing, where as growing up is a process of decayed ageing. Life is all about having fun,enjoying every moment,getting mature and growing up. You grow old when you resist growing up. Let's stay young, have fun, laugh at ourselves and thwart ageing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-7104041584790702457?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/7104041584790702457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=7104041584790702457&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/7104041584790702457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/7104041584790702457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2007/03/growing-up-is-optional.html' title='Growing up is optional...'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-116988209260251726</id><published>2007-01-26T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T21:20:45.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reason it out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do not do anything in life –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) Because someone else is asking you to do it&lt;br /&gt;B) Because of the existing fear inside you&lt;br /&gt;C) In order to please other people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do it, iff you want to do it and then give it all your passion and energy. If you don’t have strong reason to backup your action, there is absolutely no reason why you should do it. Life is better lived when you have the reins to control your car. There is no point in having somebody else drive the car for you. Drive the car in hot roads, take risky turns, have an adventurous ride, sweat excessively and then bathe yourself in victory, happiness and glory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-116988209260251726?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/116988209260251726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=116988209260251726&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/116988209260251726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/116988209260251726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2007/01/reason-it-out.html' title='Reason it out'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-116201786569043798</id><published>2006-10-27T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T00:00:47.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect in all sense</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Magnificent work of Mitsuo Aida(Poet and Calligrapher) -- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Because it has lived its life intensely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;the parched grass still attracts the gaze of passers-by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The flowers merely flower, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and they do this as well as they can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The white lily,blooming unseen in the valley, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;does not need to explain itself to anyone; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;it lives merely for beauty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Men however, cannot accept that 'merely'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;If tomatoes wanted to be melons, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;they would look completely ridiculous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I am always amazed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;that so many people are concerned &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;with wanting to be what they are not; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;what's the point of making yourself look ridiculous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;You don't always have to pretend to be strong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;there's no need to prove all the time that everything is going well, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;you shouldn't be concerned about what other people are thinking, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;cry if you need to, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;it's good to cry out all your tears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;(because only then will you be able to smile again).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-116201786569043798?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/116201786569043798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=116201786569043798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/116201786569043798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/116201786569043798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/10/perfect-in-all-sense.html' title='Perfect in all sense'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-116158919082065992</id><published>2006-10-23T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T00:50:19.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Embrace adversity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Instead of fretting at the misfortunes that are bowled to us, it would be hugely better if we just make up our mind and embrace adversities gleefully. This act saves a lot of time which can be invested in better things in life. The power that gushes through the spirit is enormously positive, when adversities are embraced ,rather than when it is rebuked and scoffed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-116158919082065992?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/116158919082065992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=116158919082065992&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/116158919082065992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/116158919082065992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/10/embrace-adversity.html' title='Embrace adversity'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-115877027737496679</id><published>2006-09-20T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T03:44:17.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When yes became No</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Life is unknown. You don’t know. Nobody knows.” Hence Carpediem is the only solution.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all happened in a matter of minutes. Yes became No. Concreteness became fragile. Invincibility became vulnerable. Certainty became chance and Hope became a distant dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a day before I was to set my foot into the amazing Lufthansa bound to Chicago via Frankfurt from Chennai, I got a phone call in the afternoon. Minutes after staying glued to the Nokia 6610, the one I had bought 2 years ago, the excitement of seeing Uncle Sam, dissuaded just the way stars would disappear into the black hole after the supernova. Dumb struck by what I had just heard, I proceeded for a pre-planned lunch rendezvous with my friend Sam. Stuffing my already filled tummy with few slices of pizza, I talked at length about my plight and my situation. After bidding good-bye, I speeded on my pulsar and headed straight to office to discuss the situation in more detail. Within minutes of hard talk, I was apprised that my chances of inhaling Chicago air within 2 days were bleak. After realizing that nothing was goanna happen, I came home, unpacked the samsonites and subsequently filled it with uncertain hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shadowed by darkness, fatigued by insomnia, diseased by anger, obsessed by America, defeated by day-dreaming, thwarted by gravity, I thought, I would be provoked by madness for eternity, but nothing like that actually happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the weekend watching night shows of 2 beautiful Tamil films (Something Something and Sillu nu oru kadhal) at the satyam theatre. Riding the sporty pulsar at 2 in the morning, Sriram and I raced through the decimated roads of Anna Sallai, thoroughly relishing the ecstasy of high speeding and zig-zagness that we performed on fear the black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am thankful to the situation that has strengthened my vigor and stimulated my speed. To fall is easy, but to rise taller after every fall seems to be more easier nowadays. As I write this note, am getting reminded that in case I need to fly in less than 2 weeks, I need to go to the barber shop for an hair cut once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you know how much pain is it to lose your hair twice in the same month? And still, I will stay excited for it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-115877027737496679?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/115877027737496679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=115877027737496679&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/115877027737496679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/115877027737496679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/09/when-yes-became-no.html' title='When yes became No'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-115282929631125500</id><published>2006-07-13T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T20:20:36.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Omerta -The law of Silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How often do we encounter situations in our lives where, no matter how many words we speak, lesser is the meaning it goes onto convey? How often have we decided to keep a smile on our facades just for the sake of supporting others in order to make another's life a little more bearable and happy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the excessive words if spoken would go meaningless in a situation where we keep speaking at length obliviously forgetting that nobody is actually paying a heed to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might be a cliché, but it is a fact, needless to be proved. &lt;strong&gt;Behind each face, there is a heart.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Behind each voice, there is a song. Behind each silence, there is a dream of something better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No words spoken can be an answer to a question. Blankness can be a reply to a query. Space between stimulus and response needs to be widened for a better outcome, for a brave tomorrow. Silence between plethora and vacuum needs to be expanded for some eternal balance. &lt;strong&gt;Omerta, that is definitely omnipresent and omnipotent needs to be a law sincerely followed for a peaceful morrow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-115282929631125500?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/115282929631125500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=115282929631125500&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/115282929631125500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/115282929631125500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/07/omerta-law-of-silence.html' title='Omerta -The law of Silence'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-115274276726559338</id><published>2006-07-12T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T12:01:09.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Provoked Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1712/436/1600/14110956.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1712/436/200/14110956.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1712/436/1600/14110956.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eagle eyed focus and tigerishly competitive spirit might be your forte since birth. Eternally Sported sportive spirit and tirelessly indefatigable character might be your cherished facades, unobtrusively bloomed since childhood. Amazingly magnificent attitude and unbiased logical reasoning might be your thoughtfully inhabited virtues since adulthood. But in reality all these accolades does vanish in a moment's madness when provoked upon ruthlessly indelible words or deeds. You react to an incident in a jiffy and satiate your boiling ego and in this process you end up acting in an action packed violent film which is enough for the media to hail you as infamously famous individual.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These acts that are acted upon impromptu goes onto debauchee a hero’s life and make him roam like a recluse for sometime. Nobody ever accepts that a hero is also a human being, only difference being that he was extra ordinary for sometime in his life. But otherwise a hero's life is filled with as many nice and not so nice adventures that criss-cross our lifes.These facts are seldom accepted by common men who live and die with their own unreasonable platitudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person who is very highly disciplined and morally, ethically preached as a public icon cannot quench his thirst when provoked by a moment's madness. Once a person comes into public eye, he is no longer considered an individual. He attains god like stature, whom people deify and critics defy. &lt;strong&gt;Sleeping on a guitar like this even when strummed might not be the way a hero plays. He plucks when strummed and stays upon his feet when provoked and that is when he needs all our support to become a hero again. Zinedine zidane needs all our support at present.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-115274276726559338?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/115274276726559338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=115274276726559338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/115274276726559338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/115274276726559338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/07/provoked-madness.html' title='Provoked Madness'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-115265313479016858</id><published>2006-07-11T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T14:59:54.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Skid from the Bike</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After almost 2 months of passionate bike riding, on Saturday 08/07/06,I skidded from my bike for the first time at about 11.40 AM IST. After losing the cricket match on that morning, I was returning home while this skid happened to me and my bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually the ground is located in the interior of Guindy and since I was not quite sure of the way back to the main road, I was following my friend who was showing me the road to take. So I reduced my speed and allowed him to lead me, but every now and then, I speeded and enjoyed biking as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at one point, there was huge amount of sand spilled over the road and I had to brake in order to glide gracefully through the mud soaked path and this application of sudden brake on a sandy surface caused the vehicle to skid with a thud and it went in one direction and I went in another direction.  It hurts a bit, not because your body gets hurt, but because the bike which you had bought with all your money, had earned rich scratches. We both came to a halt after a few seconds. I was blessed with a few scratches on the leg while the bike suffered slight scratches on the doom. Looking back at the incident, I feel happy that it happened on a traffic less road, I feel happy that it happened on a holiday and I feel happy that &lt;strong&gt;small things like this keeps happening to me and keeps my life so full of fun, laughter and adventures.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It’s a good learning from failures and falls. Every time you fall down, you learn 2 things from it. 1) How to get up faster. 2) How to avoid falling down in the same manner again. See, a fall is essential in every aspect of life just to create a balance between rise and fall. If you remember Kipling’s words in the famous poem "IF”, he says that "If you can meet with triumphs and disasters and treat those two impostors just the same, you will be a man.” Everybody should crave to follow his words and try becoming a man, probably a wounded man. Am talking about the physical wounds that we get because of a kiss from a rock or a stone and not those created from words, emotions or sentiments in any way. The former are called masculine wounds and the latter are called feminine. Masculine wounds have a time frame after which it heals to normalcy while the latter stays put till the day sun would rise from west(Am sure this will happen in sometime from now). The question is -- which kind of wound to choose? Answer is pretty simple and I needn’t say.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-115265313479016858?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/115265313479016858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=115265313479016858&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/115265313479016858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/115265313479016858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/07/first-skid-from-bike.html' title='First Skid from the Bike'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-115256340960472231</id><published>2006-07-10T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T15:19:37.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Difficult to be a Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just wondering how difficult it is to be a hero. Maybe it takes a few extra-ordinary efforts to be called one, but it does take a life time of extra-ordinary deeds to maintain that hero status for a life time. Everything goes out fine once and everybody hails you at that point of time and hence the amount of expectation rises to its so called god level thereby making one’s life all the more difficult to live.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was amazed by the way FedEx and Nadal played in the final of Wimbledon 2006.Must say that I have got a special respect for both of them who are excelling at the age of 24 and 20 respectively. There is a huge lesson to be learnt from these people who are dedicated and focused to the core. FedEx has equaled Sampras’ record of 4 consecutive Wimbledon crown and next year's win would equal him with JBorg’s record and from then on its goanna be FedEx’s world though he has to be fit enough to surpass Sampras’ 14 titles. But I believe that nadal has got the talent and tenacity to stop FedEx from achieving the insuperable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world cup has seen a lot of heroes not living up to their expectations. Ronaldineo, Ronaldo, van nisterlooy, Carlos, Henry, beckam are just a handful of them. All the players who excel at their club level do not perform as much at the international level and hence this raises a lot of questions about the team commitment and their egos. Zidane spoiled everything in the end by head-butting matterazi during the extra time. If he had stayed, chances are that we would have seen a different result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hero's life is a difficult one. To live with the dedication and focus for a lifetime is a magic that few people go on and execute well, but others get swayed and get veered off track thereby yielding humbly to the distractions that's stumbled upon them. These days, a hero is not judged by his performance but rather by the looks that deceive, the color that is fair, by the style that is fake and by the simulation that is unoriginal. Just wondering when these things are goanna change.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-115256340960472231?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/115256340960472231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=115256340960472231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/115256340960472231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/115256340960472231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/07/difficult-to-be-hero.html' title='Difficult to be a Hero'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-115138882738158487</id><published>2006-06-26T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T23:22:41.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing else matters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saying nothing else matters and meaning it from heart and soul is the need of the hour. Coming to this stage might be a bit difficult, just as understanding it might seem a bit complex. But I always believe that there is profoundness in complexity, there is euphoria in obscure ness, there is order in chaos, there is seventh heaven behind closed bars and there is cloud number nine in every one's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you just do what you want to do, definitely knowing that what you are doing is right and true, evoking the passion within in every single act, living to impress none and trying to meet up with nobody's expectations, then you are doing justice to your life. Lot of people expect lot of things from you, but in reality it's very difficult to satiate everybody coz all want more and even if you happen to slay your own life in the process, nothing much changes, you just become dead. That’s all. Live your life for the minute and live it full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metallica's nothing else matters is an amazing outpour of truth and pragmatism. There is a surge of blood that gushes through the veins when you listen to this song. Serenely calm and pleasantly eerie, the song captivates all like minded people for whom there is nothing to bother and for whom nothing else matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So close no matter how far&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't be much more from the heart&lt;br /&gt;Forever trusting who we are&lt;br /&gt;And nothing else matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never opened myself this way&lt;br /&gt;Life is ours, we live it our way&lt;br /&gt;All these words I don't just say&lt;br /&gt;And nothing else matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust I seek and I find in you&lt;br /&gt;Every day for us something new&lt;br /&gt;Open mind for a different view&lt;br /&gt;And nothing else matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never cared for what they do&lt;br /&gt;Never cared for what they know&lt;br /&gt;But I know&lt;br /&gt;Never cared for what they say&lt;br /&gt;Never cared for games they play&lt;br /&gt;Never cared for what they do&lt;br /&gt;Never cared for what they know&lt;br /&gt;And I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing ever happens the same way twice. Nothing ever changes when you sleep and dream. Nothing ever happens when you try something for the first time. Nothing else matters if you are true and true. In reality nothing else matters.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-115138882738158487?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/115138882738158487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=115138882738158487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/115138882738158487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/115138882738158487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/06/nothing-else-matters.html' title='Nothing else matters'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-115079323200270273</id><published>2006-06-20T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T00:26:29.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unproved is worth zero</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Never act if you do not know how to prove it even if you know what you are saying is true. That’s a good learning for the day. A single act acted, that goes unproved is worth zero in the end. You think that you are standing for what you are believing in, you think that you are addressing a prevalent problem blatantly, you think that you are saying the truth, you think that you are grown up to address the mistakes that others commit, you think that you are bold enough to face the issue, but whatever you think doesn’t matter. What matters is if you can prove it or not, what matters is how much support you get, what matters is how others perceive this, what matters is to what extent others go to deny you the fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you feel that you didn’t act when it was required. Sometimes you feel that you shouldn’t have acted in that way. Sometimes you feel that you acted correctly. Sometimes you feel that there is no need to act at all. Sometimes you get another chance and sometimes the time ends and clock stops and sometimes you wait for the clock to start ticking again after you have seen that it didn’t run for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is to keep going on. Never stop because you were thwarted, never stop because were proved wrong, never stop because you were defeated, never stop because you ran before the whistle went on, and never stop because you do not know where things are heading. Stop when you want to stop. Stop when there is not even a nanosecond difference between the start and stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you know that there is a gap between stimulus and response, try to apply it to all situations. &lt;strong&gt;When plethora becomes void, and plenty becomes null, a day would come when a single drop inside emptiness would fill the bottle to the brim and then call it as complete.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-115079323200270273?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/115079323200270273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=115079323200270273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/115079323200270273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/115079323200270273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/06/unproved-is-worth-zero.html' title='Unproved is worth zero'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-114983973151207228</id><published>2006-06-09T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T06:47:15.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phobia soaked air</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is some fear at every place known and unknown. Fear for thyself thinking what will thy do in life -- will thy ever come up in life?, fear coz of the existence of other homo sapiens -- what will they think about us when we do this?, fear when we think about the future -- where are we goanna land up in life as clocks tick faster in time?, fear carried away as a legacy from the past -- reminding the wrong things that happened to us, existing fear that is torturing us at present -- the struggle for survival of the fittest, fear that shrills our whole body when we see a horror movie -- watching it at midnight all alone, fear that will elope our soul when we see our love going away from us -- when we really miss someone dear, fear to answer the questions -- posted to us by our peers, fear to question the wrongs -- that happens in front of our unwrinkled eyelids, and at last the eternal fear that we are forced to inhale which is soaked with phobia -- this is the air that we inhale to pump the heart and lungs in a proper manner even after knowing very much that it is venomous.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This air is highly dangerous to inhale. It’s impure and unhealthy. It’s claustrophobic and dyspeptic. It changes you completely. Even if you have every attitude to grow up fine, this air loosens your spirit and drives you incapable in life. This air feigns the existence of a virtual invisible human wearing a velvet glove, holding a knife, intending to kill you with a force that basically thrashes you down and keeps stabbing your already dead soul till it gets tired, till it intends to stab, till it wants to stop and till the knife bathes excessively in red blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear thwarts progress, curbs revival, stops existence thereby denying one the freedom to dream of a rosy day when sun would rise in the west, stopping you from making hay while the sun shines. The phobia soaked air enables you to feel the life after death even before you actually die. The phobia soaked air enlivens you to stay running on with infected defunct cells which cannot divide further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Speed thrills, but kills. Fear kills and only kills. Lets be fast enough to filter fear at the budding stage itself so that we can speed at a pace that’s comfortable for us coz life is short and there is no time for fear. When there is not even enough time to stand and stare, there cannot be even a nanosecond to sleep with fear.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-114983973151207228?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/114983973151207228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=114983973151207228&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114983973151207228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114983973151207228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/06/phobia-soaked-air.html' title='Phobia soaked air'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-114967013343200730</id><published>2006-06-07T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T02:26:11.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Order in disorder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Randomness is just disorder not yet ordered&lt;/strong&gt;. So there is nothing called as permanent disorder. It’s only a matter of time within which chaos turns into harmony. Disorder is an element whose life is ephemeral in reality, and which dies to bring order into eternal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you see something in disarray, remember that it’s just a few minutes away from getting arrayed. Never worry after doing some messy stuff coz right things are just inside the messiness. Never even bother to fret about some crap that you did coz craps are funny and just funny. Just go about passionately divulging the experience that you enriched few moments back which might be considered by cabals as sacrilegious or irreverent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfection is good but not nice. When everything is perfect there is no fun in life. Cracks, holes, crevices are the basis for eternal happiness and hence need to be inhabited into the building blocks of the cytoplasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Relish the ecstasy that you get when somebody says that you are a crack or you are crazy or you are mad. Actually these signs in you indicate that you are funny and you are jaunty. So never seek to be perfect in anything.Enjoy life as you want to be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-114967013343200730?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/114967013343200730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=114967013343200730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114967013343200730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114967013343200730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/06/order-in-disorder.html' title='Order in disorder'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-114928342581842963</id><published>2006-06-02T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T14:29:46.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strangely small</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Moments of despair may cause concern;&lt;br /&gt;Years of despair makes you insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments of solitude makes one wise;&lt;br /&gt;Years of solitude drives one nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-114928342581842963?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/114928342581842963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=114928342581842963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114928342581842963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114928342581842963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/06/strangely-small.html' title='Strangely small'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-114919813827445967</id><published>2006-06-01T14:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T09:13:52.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My recent pour downs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thought I'll pen down my recent pour downs into the pages filled to the brim with words. Just to depict the complexity within and the interests that seems to be omnipresent. These occupy most of the free time and are basically pretty good. All these books stir me up in some form or the other. Just love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitler's Mein kamph&lt;br /&gt;Beatles biography Shout&lt;br /&gt;Jim Collin’s good to Great&lt;br /&gt;Jose saramago's The Double&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel Garcia Marquez's Love in the time of cholera&lt;br /&gt;Stephen covey's 8th habit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to pitch in about my learning’s from these whenever time permits provided I complete them and remember not to forget to brag about it in the blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-114919813827445967?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/114919813827445967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=114919813827445967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114919813827445967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114919813827445967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-recent-pour-downs_02.html' title='My recent pour downs'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-114910827151833435</id><published>2006-05-31T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T13:52:33.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am a complex creature</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lot of people to whom I speak/move around with are viewing me as a pretty weird/complex creature roaming on earth. Their facades sport numerous distortions on them expressing their amazement at the existence of a homo sapient in me (if I can call so) dazzling around them&lt;/strong&gt;. Am just adjusting to live around these sane people obliviously ignoring the insanity in me. Am just socializing with these people expecting them to confer me with a Gregorian status in the end. Don’t know -- this word somehow sounds like a green card for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was just wondering why am hearing these remarks about me. Am I drinking and walking? Am I smoking and talking? Am I driving and over speeding? Am I playing games and losing money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem they are saying is that am not getting bored in life. They never happen to hear that word from me and the concluding remark that am insane stands justifiable according to them. The problem with me is I don't find a reason to get bored. I occupy myself with something or the other, with stuff that I love doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately there are 2 more additions to the stuff that am doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Crayoning -- yes I got a crayon set 2 weeks back in an idea to draw something. Was successful in doing that. drew lot of lines criss-cross and colored them nicely with the crayons and hence my first painting went into production and I have told myself that a lot more is yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Cross word solving -- Have joined the cross word solving community online and am trying to crack and set clues. Sitting with the Hindu crossie and expecting to hit bingo (means to crack the whole thing) at least once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 2 are the newest activities getting added to guitaring, bike riding, novel reading and gyming and of course working in cognizant, solving issues, fixing bugs, moving them into production now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Instead of appreciating a virtuoso and once in a life-time entity like me, people are trying to quarantine me into seclusion, into emptiness, into phobia soaked closeness. All am saying is accept me, join me and bathe yourself in the pool of idiosyncrasy by staying away from mundane life and by celebrating the obscureness available in plethora.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-114910827151833435?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/114910827151833435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=114910827151833435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114910827151833435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114910827151833435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/06/am-complex-creature.html' title='Am a complex creature'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-114901310803919749</id><published>2006-05-30T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T11:18:28.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insight Machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dictionary meaning of insight says:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- grasping the inner nature of things intuitively&lt;br /&gt;-- Clear or deep perception of a situation&lt;br /&gt;-- The clear (and often sudden) understanding of a complex situation&lt;br /&gt;-- A feeling of understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when you get a concept right, the thought process just keeps flowing and makes you solve a complex problem pretty easily. That’s because of the insight that got surfaced in your mind at the appropriate time. Insights are very powerful indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Insights take the form of Socratic questions that make you look at the world through sharper lenses. Insights hove between eye-opening brilliance and head slapping obviousness. It compels you to do some thing. It has the capacity to take something that you know in your head and make you feel it in your gut. It’s the brick and mortar of life and can be concocted to be its holy grail.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil dusenberry says these words emphasizing insights to be more insightful than mere ideas. Give a man a fish; he’ll eat for a day. Teach a man to fish and he'll eat for a lifetime. That is the whole universal concept of survival. If a person has 1 or 2 ideas, he tries to apply them to different situations. But if a person has insights, the ideas just keep flowing like an unstopped stream of river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slogans, captions, etc that we see in the advertising commercials branding all the brands are the result of the fruitful sublimation of insights. These determine the longevity of the brand in the market arena. These captivate the consumers mind and make them long for the product. These momentous insights play a huge role in increasing the sales volume of the product in the market. Even when everything is perfect, we need some strategy to sell it and that’s what insights do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have guts, you basically stand and deliver. Natural instincts determine how you would act at the spur of the moment. Ideas develop upon cogitation. Insights and gut feeling get portrayed when you inhabit it in your cell. It comes via constant practice and unrestrained application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideas being a stimulant drive a thought. Insights generate 1000 ideas that would help you to write an epic. When somebody says you are insightful; it’s a pretty costly praise that they are giving. &lt;strong&gt;Let’s try to become insightful from now on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-114901310803919749?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/114901310803919749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=114901310803919749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114901310803919749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114901310803919749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/05/insight-machine.html' title='Insight Machine'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-114888586750543261</id><published>2006-05-28T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T07:40:14.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Standing for something</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Standing for what you believe in regardless of the odds against you and the pressure that tears up your resistance means courage&lt;/strong&gt;. We all have to stand for something in life, to follow some principle, to resist a law getting violated, to encourage our comrades, to punish the wrong doers, to lead and make others emulate you in following truth and honesty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The medical students refusing to accept PM's words are pretty much appreciated. Political parties stir the nation with some idiotic policy that has only one motive - to gain political votes in the election. This strike should go on till our demands are met and we should not compromise on anything but justice. Was amazed by what sarat babu (the person who rose from Chennai slums to being called the food king after passing out from IIMA) had to say. He said reservation helped me get into the IIM in my third attempt, but if not, I would have got into it in my fourth attempt. The reservation helped him precipitate things by a year. Such talented people will always get heard coz they believe in their ability and not on the reservation legacy.27% reservation is too much to give in coz the people who actually enjoy this prize are those who are well off financially, whose parents have the ability to support them on their own. Will these people refrain from using this loophole thereby giving chances for the needy? No chance. &lt;strong&gt;Even if you have lots, accept it when somebody else gives you more&lt;/strong&gt;. The Gujarat government trying to stop the screening of FANAA is again an irresponsible act by the political party. In politics everything is personnel. Aamir khan stood to derive justice to the Narmadha bachao aandolan activists and to the people of Gujarat, but that was against the political view and hence he's opposed. Improper politics will never change no matter what. Whatever it takes by the citizens to filter the errors, will in the end lead to failure of their own democracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one problem with all of us. We people stand when we have a problem, sit back and stare when the problem gets solved at the same time when others are having the problem. Its at those times where you need to stand up and deliver. We needn't stand for big issues, but lets stand for all the problems we see happening in front of our eyes. Lets follow what our heart has to say after we have listened to what our mind had to say. Stand for what you want you to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FedEx stands out for speed and reliability. Mohammad gajni stands out for perseverance and patience. Australia stands out for winning and always winning. Hitler stands out for rising from the ashes to become the greatest hero.&lt;strong&gt; Let us stand out not because we dont have a place to sit, but because we want to stand for what we believe in.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-114888586750543261?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/114888586750543261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=114888586750543261&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114888586750543261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114888586750543261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/05/standing-for-something.html' title='Standing for something'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-114854822867614379</id><published>2006-05-25T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T06:00:39.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When the third string broke</title><content type='html'>No objects moved for a few seconds, no birds chirped, waves stopped at the crests and the troughs became empty, clocks did not tick, the alarm which was ringing to wake me up paused for a few seconds, when I saw this tragedy unfold in front of my eyes. &lt;strong&gt;Plethora became empty and plenty became void.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The third string in my guitar broke today morning at 6:02 AM IST. Beleive it or not,it was not easy to see it happen.&lt;/strong&gt;It was almost a week since I played my guitar, so I thought I have to do some practice today. Deciding against going to gym, I sat for my guitar practice session when I saw this tiny string break into shreds in front of my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a total of 6 strings(E,B,G,D,A,E) christened from first string(thinnest) to the sixth string(thickest).Today the third string that broke corresponds to the open G string. It’s literally not possible to play the instrument when any string gets broken. Generally playing a song involves strumming all the strings and hence the abscission of one string makes the whole instrument look null. See that's the specialty here. They all stand together and if one gets hurt, everybody waits till he returns from the hospital after getting the necessary treatment. The doctor here is guitar master and the patient is my guitar. How much shame should I carry on my shoulder? I don't know how to change the strings when it breaks? I can't tune my guitar on my own? Well they say it takes some time before you get to start doing this. Its been 3 months with my guitar and am still on a learning phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once some 2 months back, I broke the first string and got it replaced. Now its the third string. Analyzing my progress in the past 3 months, its like this. I have learned to play 4 songs (3 Hindi and 1 Tamil) fully, am in the process of completing the first tutorial book (hopefully within this Sunday so that I can jump on to the second book), am learning chords (well this has been my toughest area. Am struggling to play this chord stuff. My fingers get hurt and hence I practice less.)Actually it should be the opposite, the more the fingers get hurt, the more it helps one to learn it better. The time given to me is June13 by which date I have to play the 16 chords given to me with absolute perfection. Well am determined to complete that in style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a sincere desire to play it well, to rock with the guitar, to play it amazingly, to join a rock band sometime in the future. There is an overbearing urge to learn it fast and prove it in front of my master. He said no body has ever crossed the second book (there are 4 books altogether) and &lt;strong&gt;am eagled to cross that barrier&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Being tigerishly competitive and ravenous for success is good at every stage and for every thing in life. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-114854822867614379?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/114854822867614379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=114854822867614379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114854822867614379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114854822867614379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/05/when-third-string-broke.html' title='When the third string broke'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-114828196989813850</id><published>2006-05-22T00:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T01:06:45.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First fine for lane violation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday was a very nice experience for me. After a month of strenuous bike riding, I paid my first fine for lane violation near spencers. It happened at about 5.30 in the evening when I was on the way to spencers. There is stretch of some 200 meters where 2 wheelers and 4 wheelers have a separate lane to be followed, and me not knowing it properly went on the wrong lane (in fact 2 or 3 people were going in that way and so I just followed them).Now the inspector stopped everybody and he asked me to park the vehicle on the right hand side. The vehicle was looking amazingly brilliant (coz I cleaned it nicely the previous day).And with my Addidas cap and the coolers on, I stepped out of my bike, removed the cooler and cap and stood before the inspector.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inspector&lt;/strong&gt;: - You have come on a wrong lane. This lane is meant for 4 wheelers.You should h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ave come on the other lane.Show your license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Krishna&lt;/strong&gt; : - Sorry sir.(I took out my license very proudly and showed it to him.) I won't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;repeat this mistake again. I didnt know this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inspector:&lt;/strong&gt; - Where are you studying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Krishna :&lt;/strong&gt; - Am working in Cognizant, Software company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inspector:&lt;/strong&gt; - Software company?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Krishna :&lt;/strong&gt; - Yes sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inspector:&lt;/strong&gt; - Where is your father working?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Krishna :&lt;/strong&gt; - In Engine Valves LTD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inspector:&lt;/strong&gt; - Is it a Private company?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Krishna :&lt;/strong&gt; - Yes sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inspector:&lt;/strong&gt; - Where do you stay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Krishna :&lt;/strong&gt; - I stay in Nanganallur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inspector:&lt;/strong&gt; - Are you coming all the way from there? Where are you going here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Krishna :&lt;/strong&gt; - Yes sir. Am going to spencers. After this ill go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inspector:&lt;/strong&gt; - Okay this violation costs you to pay 400 Rs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Krishna :&lt;/strong&gt; - Sir Sorry.I don't have that much money with me now.(I took out my purse and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;showed him.Thankfully only 70 rupees was there.)I will not repeat this mistake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inspector:&lt;/strong&gt; - Aha what shall we do now? You have to pay the fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Krishna :&lt;/strong&gt; - Sir I don't have the money now.Also my bike is just a month old.First time am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;coming here in my bike.So I didnt know the lane rules properly.(when I said this,i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nspector watched me from head to toe, looked at my Innocent face and felt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that am a very nice fellow. &lt;strong&gt;In fact I am a nice fellow&lt;/strong&gt; ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inspector:&lt;/strong&gt; - Okay you have to pay some fine now.Okay pay 50 Rupees.And don't repeat this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mistake again.Am leaving you coz you are a new bike rider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Krishna :&lt;/strong&gt; - (gave him 50 bugs.) Thanks sir.Can you tell me the lane rules now?Which lane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;should I follow when I go on the opposite side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the inspector explained to me gracefully. I listened to him and then started my bike. A feeling of pride was there within me. I was very happy after speaking to a traffic inspector. Felt great in paying 50 rupees fine for the first time. And also was thrilled to pay 50 instead of 400.Was definitely an amazing experience I must say. I have definitely achieved something in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am hoping to achieve lot more accolades in my life because of my bike. It’s time for the first service. I have driven 606 kms till today morning. Should have given after completing 500 itself. Anyway I will give it this Saturday. Till now, I have put my vehicle down (slanting to my left) twice. Nothing happened to me and to my bike though the left foot rest has got tilted slightly. &lt;strong&gt;Anyway small things like this happen when you are trying big things in life. Keep trying big things anyway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-114828196989813850?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/114828196989813850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=114828196989813850&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114828196989813850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114828196989813850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/05/first-fine-for-lane-violation.html' title='First fine for lane violation'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-114802417211444222</id><published>2006-05-19T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T22:03:21.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Utopia is a distant dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After Nelson Mandela spent 27 years in prison, are black and white considered as equals today?After living for 58 years in an independant india,do indians today have the freedom to speak?After winning all the matches upto the semifinals,are we able win in the finals?After winning all the battles,are we able to win the wars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe black and white are equal in a few places and are considered equal by a few people,but a majority of the people dont treat them this way.There is so much color prejudice all over the world.what the hell is all this?Is it not true that both of them have the same color blood and go to hell/heaven after they die?Is it not true that both these people have fougnt for their country, brought laurels to the nation and have made them proud?Is it not true that black likes white and white likes black?Then why is the prejudice still existing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Problems of plenty are there for the indians when they land into an alien country,are there for them in their oun country where perpetrators are their own people.Racial discrimination called apartheid is still on in africa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everybody keeps saying that they are not the culprit here,that they are not involved in this controversy,that they treat them equally.Do those people who love to wear a black color &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;t-shirt still love to hang around with them?Things have to change.We need to move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Utopia is a distant dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not allowing your people to express their voice is to deny them their own formal rights.Prohibiting protests in a largest democracy is like giving people a pie and asking them to eat it humbly(which means not allowing them to eat).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We are expecting a world war to come pretty soon where in we need to fight for a reason.Let that reason not be colour prejudice,let that reason not be rights prohibition,lets fight to restore normalcy,lets fight to restore truth,lets fight for peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;See the final stage we have reached here.We have to fight our bloods for seeing peace.Dont know who will enjoy that peace when everybody gets killed in the war.&lt;strong&gt;Atleast lets die for our corpse to live in peace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-114802417211444222?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/114802417211444222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=114802417211444222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114802417211444222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114802417211444222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/05/utopia-is-distant-dream.html' title='Utopia is a distant dream'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-114793427129982707</id><published>2006-05-17T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T22:03:48.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When reality is marginalized</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its easy to be badly good, but a bit difficult to be goodly bad. Its easy to sit and dream about everything, but its difficult to stand and deliver. Its easy to speak and keep speaking, but its difficult to listen and then seek to understand. Its easy to understand the indelible words that were spoken, but its very difficult to unclog the shades of defining silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its easy to be a nice guy who doesnt react to national tragedies, but its difficult to be a rebel who stands up to intolerance, stands up to mistakes, stands up to wrong deeds. Its easy to be a mahatma, but its very difficult to be Bhaghat Singh. Its easy to relish anonymousness, but its difficult to rebel famously only to become infamous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupidity is being enacted by the government over this reservation quota issue. I believe they are nuts to do this. There is a need for the quotas at the primary level, but not at the post graduate level. By doing so, people are being encouraged to purposefully stay bad at the primary level coz they know that they will scrape through into the PG coz of this reservation legacy. Feel like saying &lt;strong&gt;BALLS&lt;/strong&gt; to these officials for their stupidity but feel that I would remain unheard even after doing so.But will vent evrything out at a right time and in a right way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Authority gives a person so much power which needs to be chanellised in a proper route. But in India though, authority means a dominating platform to play unending political games, to derive insatiable monetary benefits, to promote cheap favoritism and ultimately to cunningly dump those people who willingly enfranchised their electoral right to choose them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something needs to be done to eradicate improper etiquette, to demolish selfish needs, to curtail dilly dolly governance, to castigate all the disheartened criminals and finally to kill untrustworthy officials who sell the country for chocolates and publicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When CATCH-22 is screened before your eyes, and you become a victim of the situation, your favorite hero Yossarian is no longer a hero. Open Sarcasm needs to be at its peak when reality is marginalized.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-114793427129982707?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/114793427129982707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=114793427129982707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114793427129982707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114793427129982707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/05/when-reality-is-marginalized.html' title='When reality is marginalized'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-114785243324755715</id><published>2006-05-17T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T00:39:21.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woods are lovely,dark and deep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening&lt;br /&gt;Whose woods these are I think I know.&lt;br /&gt;His house is in the village though;&lt;br /&gt;He will not see me stopping here&lt;br /&gt;To watch his woods fill up with snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much meaning is conveyed in these lines. Just like Frost, there would have been so many times in our lives, when we would have stopped by the woods to enjoy the snowy evening. Imagining the owner of the woods to be living somewhere in the village or some obscure place, we relish the moments ecstasy of watching snowy woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little horse must think it queer&lt;br /&gt;To stop without a farmhouse near&lt;br /&gt;Between the woods and frozen lake&lt;br /&gt;The darkest evening of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His little horse is really amazed (feels strange and unusual) by what his master is doing. He is sheltering in some place between woods and the almost frozen lake. Where will the horse eat? No farmhouse seems to be around the woods now. Even though he says its the darkest evening of the year, the whole forest is lit with dark green woods and the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gives his harness bells a shake&lt;br /&gt;To ask if there is some mistake.&lt;br /&gt;The only other sounds the sweep&lt;br /&gt;Of easy wind and downy flake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how he depicts the silence of the dark woody evening. The only other sound present in the whole place is the sweep of an easy wind and that of the formed snow. How amazing must that sound be? Just imagine this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woods are lovely, dark and deep.&lt;br /&gt;But I have promises to keep,&lt;br /&gt;And miles to go before I sleep,&lt;br /&gt;And miles to go before I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at these woods that are dark, lovely and deep, one would generally get lost in its amazing beauty. But, suddenly Frost realizes that he has got promises to keep and he has miles to cover before he can sleep in the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it applies to all of us who get lost in a lot of beauty staring and other dreamy fantasies, forgetting that we have our promises to keep and not giving a heed to the miles that we need to cover in order to reach our destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe am just explaining the meaning of what I understood from frosts words, but I realize that the relation of his words to our lives applies to all of us in the same way. &lt;strong&gt;Only wish the miles are of lesser distance so that we can spend more time in the woods knowing that the next stop where our bus stops is where the mile ends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-114785243324755715?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/114785243324755715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=114785243324755715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114785243324755715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114785243324755715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/05/woods-are-lovelydark-and-deep.html' title='Woods are lovely,dark and deep'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-114776272277953861</id><published>2006-05-15T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T08:08:26.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slip between cup and the lip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It may appear as if its just a small slip between the cup and the lip. But how many times in life has this small slip between the cup and the lip proved costly. Lets see a few instances here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you feel when one wrong word that you spoke spoiled a life long relationship or a last leg interview with a big firm? How can one small word play such a defining fate in our lives? But this is how it all goes. A momentary mistake goes on to become lifes regrettable one which doesnt get depreciated as years add on (anything should decrease in value with an increase in age rite), but this stays put till the end. So lets learn the formula here. Silence is definitely golden on a few occasions. In fact I believe that silence speaks more words than the words speak so for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small slip from the vehicle on the road makes one lose ones life.How many times a small slip in the F1 field had gone on to cause severe damage to the drivers? How many times a small slip between the skating wheels in xtereme sports had gone on to endanger acrobats lives? How many times a slip in the Basket ball court or a football ground had proved to be fatal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its basically the concept of being so near yet so far. This near becomes far because of the slip that happens between the cup and the lip. Everything mentioned here is actually synonymous to slip between cup and the lip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay How did you feel when one of your friends accidentally poured or spilled coffee on your new dress? At that very moment the earth stops rotating, waves stop falling down and stands still in the air, the falling rain stands frozen on an extremely sunny day just 10 cm above the ground refusing to hit the deck, just like the way they show it in the movies to depict a state of shock. After all what happened here was a small spill of coffee over the new dress which will go away after washing with surf excel or Rin supreme. But still this small defacement stands firm as a rock till eternity within our minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today am wearing a new white shirt and if by any chance something gets spilled on that, ill kill the responsible person impromptu. &lt;strong&gt;Oh my god, what did I say just now. Did somebody hear that?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-114776272277953861?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/114776272277953861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=114776272277953861&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114776272277953861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114776272277953861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/05/slip-between-cup-and-lip.html' title='Slip between cup and the lip'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-114767845831889122</id><published>2006-05-15T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T22:06:02.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No time to stand and stare</title><content type='html'>What is life if you dont have time to stand and stare? What is life if you dont have time to run and play? What is life if you dont have time to shout and shriek? What is life if dont have time to comment after reading my posts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When its taking a huge effort to even stand on our legs for a few seconds, where is the time to stand and then stare? If at all you were conferred with adequate energy during the breakfast to help you stand on your legs that day, where do you stare? What is there to stare at? There is nothing that I like to stare at coz everything in my domain looks brim and dull. These are some of the common notions that people have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at a black colored cloth, but viewing it to be purple colored is whats required. But, if you do this, your Physiotherapist might ask you to meet the ophthalmologist and then get your vision checked for. But let me tell you, viewing differently is an art. It doesnt come very easily. But when it does come, there isnt much of a difference between a shirt and a pant. (Well thats an extreme case. lets not digress from the proper route and then reach Himalayas here when all you wanted was to go to St. Thomas Mount)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all about imagination, its all about creativity, and its about being weird and above all its fantasy. &lt;strong&gt;When you stand and stare at vacuum and then vividly start filling plethora into it, you are actually fantasizing in a badly good way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be weird in a logical as well as illogical way, but fantasy is all about zero logic. Thank my loyal or sometimes not so loyal visitor for this gyaan.So why wait for the bell to ring? Why wait for orders to be given? Why wait for the marathon to start? Its your time to celebrate immortal creativity. So go ahead into the world, stand there and stare at anything and everything visible/hidden on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Imagination is viewing the unviewable and fantasy is imagining the unimaginable.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-114767845831889122?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/114767845831889122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=114767845831889122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114767845831889122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114767845831889122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/05/no-time-to-stand-and-stare.html' title='No time to stand and stare'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-114725534383174098</id><published>2006-05-10T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T08:30:46.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The concept of being badly good</title><content type='html'>Maybe we have heard of some common cliches like You are bad,You are awful,You are sick,You are a jerk,You are good....Though the last comment is given to us very rarely,rest of them are there at our doorsteps very often from very nice people.Athithi devo bhava is a universal principle to be followed in all cases.Even when the guest doesnt call you beforehand to say that he/shes coming,you have to welcome them with aarathi plate.Same is the case with the comments as well.Even if the comments come to you uncalled,accept it gracefully,good or bad dont let it affect you much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people say You are bad,sick,this and that,what they are actually doing is trying to evade from reality,trying to masquerade from truth,trying to put a green colour dress on a monday when you are supposed to wear a white uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that these people seriously dont mean a thing of what they are saying(Atleast when thay are saying the not so nice things on earth).There is a hidden meaning behind all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;These people are really amazed at what we are,coz they see us to be greatly amazing in a badly good way&lt;/span&gt;.So their heart thinks of saying You are badly good,But their mind overpowers them and makes them remove the nice word towards the end and hence they end up saying you are bad and reserve the nice things for later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badly good is actually a synonym of Best.Its the heights of being good in every single work you do.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When somebody says you are badly good in that,they mean that you are the king,the master,the hero in that&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets spread the concept of being badly good in a badly good way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-114725534383174098?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/114725534383174098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242000.post-114646743023422304</id><published>2006-05-01T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T21:24:41.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ding dong and the cycle is gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How many times in life have we thought that the cycle has gone???But only very few times has the cycle actually gone.We are left to face the harsh existence of the cycle again.Am just talking about things or times which/when made us roam around earth with a mask on our face,times when we couldn't show our face to reality,times when no matter how hard you hit the ball;the umpire doesn't show a signal that means more than a six,times when no girl looks at you no matter how well you dressed,times when no money stayed with you no matter how much ever you earned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not everybody gets everything they desire, when they just dream and don't do a thing to get it.Also not everything is required in reality.Real skill is when you see everything within whatever you have.What's required is a change of angle in the way you view things.Need to spend some time analysing that.When you view things at 20deg or 50 degree,you get only those views that lie within the domain of the angle.360 degrees is far away and it's complete.It reitrates that earth is round and that every start has its end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember Eddie in friends who would never leave Chandler and go away for ever.Eddie was a big pain and with his creak sounding laughter,it only becomes logically correct for chandler to expect him to go away.&lt;/span&gt; Eddie did leave him and Chandler reunited with Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So never fret,never brood,see the change in you that you wish to see in others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For me though its ding dong and the cycle seems to have gone.Am not riding my brother's cycle anymore coz i have got a new pulsar 180 cc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-114646743023422304?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/114646743023422304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=114646743023422304&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114646743023422304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114646743023422304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/05/ding-dong-and-cycle-is-gone.html' title='Ding dong and the cycle is gone'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-114621137147968541</id><published>2006-04-28T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T06:33:40.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Had longed to Move away from the hissings of spent lie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=\"font-family:trebuchet ms;\"&gt;An unfinished missive has to be done away with when you find some free time. My fore fathers will not forgive me if I don\'t complete my rituals gracefully. Had started writing this a long time back, saved it in the system and forgot everything about it. Glanced it by chance and thought its imperative upon me to print my signature at the end of this note in grand style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has got nothing to do with the way I feel at present. This is just to do some time travel into the Stone Age and relish the ecstasy I got the first time when fire got produced upon rubbing 2 stones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when will I go away once for all? When will that time come to me? Every year I keep thinking this is it, this is the final year am goanna stay. But in my case history keeps repeating itself, and as I said before I keep saying the same thing every year. The Doctor whom I see regularly says that I have got some incurable disease called \"the staying power syndrome\"---and then a few searches here and there for the right word takes me to what is called Persistence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a disease, a syndrome, carried almost very successfully into the fourth unsuccessful year. (I.e. I have already made three fruitless attempts to go away).Even the doctors can\'t do a thing to help me, in fact they can\'t even try to appease me. When I asked him \"Will everything get solved? Will I get to go the place that I had always wanted to go? Will the costly medicines and painful injections punctured into me bring me back to consciousness?” All he told me was \"TID\".TRUST IN GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he\'s correct. But as far as a patient is concerned, his doctor is his god. I told him this absolutely undeniable fact and he patted me on the back and said \"Your god will save you\" and smiled inside his visibly hidden heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only the almighty can do something, maybe he can give me some more luck; maybe he can make me a bit more intelligent thereby making the toughest question paper a bit easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my friend says, this is what is called the X=X+1 syndrome. X is the thing that you have done once.X+1 is a state where you are tempted to do it again, no matter how difficult the strain is, no matter how much effort its goanna involve, no matter how much sacrifice you need to do only to fail one more time. In this state of imbroglio, you decide against stepping back, against giving up, against seeking worldly pleasures and hence finally you decide to go for the kill once again as you believe you have something called efficacy in you to produce the desired effect, something called the power in you to take you out of this place to someplace where you can find some solace, someplace where you can see green grass without wearing green glasses, someplace where you can understand without seeking to be understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dylan Thomas says it all in his amazingly best poem that i have ever come across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have longed to move away&lt;br /&gt;From the hissing of the spent lie&lt;br /&gt;And the old terrors\' continual cry&lt;br /&gt;Growing more terrible as the day&lt;br /&gt;Goes over the hill into the deep sea;&lt;br /&gt;I have longed to move away&lt;br /&gt;From the repetition of salutes,&lt;br /&gt;For there are ghosts in the air&lt;br /&gt;And ghostly echoes on paper,&lt;br /&gt;And the thunder of calls and notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have longed to move away but am afraid;&lt;br /&gt;Some life, yet unspent, might explode&lt;br /&gt;Out of the old lie burning on the ground,&lt;br /&gt;And, crackling into the air, leave me half-blind.&lt;br /&gt;Neither by night\'s ancient fear,&lt;br /&gt;The parting of hat from hair,&lt;br /&gt;Pursed lips at the receiver,&lt;br /&gt;Shall I fall to death\'s feather.&lt;br /&gt;By these I would not care to die,&lt;br /&gt;Half convention and half lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I didn\'t go out, am able to see the whole universe minusculed inside an atom, am able to see the future in the presence of the past because I believe that Internet will come back to ice age in sometime from now. Perception is all that matters. Wearing glasses doesn\'t help you as much as cleaning your eyes with a few drops of eye drops. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-114621137147968541?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/114621137147968541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=114621137147968541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114621137147968541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114621137147968541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-had-longed-to-move-away-from.html' title='I Had longed to Move away from the hissings of spent lie'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-114586529096795046</id><published>2006-04-24T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T00:59:09.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Space between Stimulus and Response</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dictionary meaning of stimulus says-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Something causing or regarded as causing a response.&lt;br /&gt;2. An agent, action, or condition that elicits or accelerates a physiological or psychological activity or response.&lt;br /&gt;3. Something that incites or rouses to action; an incentive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dictionary meaning of response says-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The act of responding.&lt;br /&gt;2. A reply or an answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. A reaction, as that of an organism or a mechanism, to a specific stimulus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There is a general feeling that there is no space between stimulus and response. When something causes an action, a reaction to that stimulus follows suit immediately. I mean people often react fast in all situations. They think that it just happens, there is no freedom to think, there is no control to stem or thwart or in fact delay the reaction process. When Newton postulated his third law "Every single action has an equal and opposite reaction”, he probably forgot to specify the time constraints if at all there can exist, if this law is cogitated to be applied in different situations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lot of times, we think, we reacted pretty fast and hence had to suffer the bad grades. Probably if we had taken some time to react, the problem could have got solved in a different way. Stephen covey says that there is a definite space between stimulus and response.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A person who widens this space goes on to widen his freedom to think as well.2 or 3 sec is in fact a big space between stimulus and response even though it flies off in a jiffy. How many times we have seen Michael Schumacher beat his opponents within mille second difference. So this means that if we apply thought process for 2 or 3 seconds, we have created a definite space between stimulus and response and if the thought process is good enough, we end up getting better solutions to so called complicated problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The result is, we choose to react. We drive our thoughts in a specified path and eventually succeed in controlling the flow of thoughts (which usually travel @ the speed of light) and make it travel at a normal speed. We are trying to make a bulb function like a tube light. So next time you switch on a tube light in your house and it takes some time to glow, don’t get irritated, try to understand that the tube light is in fact trying to delay the gap between stimulus and response. Every single time the tube light succeeds in delaying the reaction, we are thinking otherwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let's try and live a life like tube light which is definitely intelligent and is proving it daily, but since we people have a different perception about that, we don’t seem to get the correct meaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When you call somebody as tube light, remember that you are in fact praising them and not debauching them. Same is the case when somebody calls you so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-114586529096795046?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/114586529096795046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=114586529096795046&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114586529096795046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114586529096795046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/04/space-between-stimulus-and-response.html' title='Space between Stimulus and Response'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-114562958135256005</id><published>2006-04-21T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T06:02:17.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying 19 at 23</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is this what they call "childishness" or am sorry is this "Adolescence"?Come August 29 and i grow old by a year.This has been happening to me since 1982.Have completed 23 and running on 24.Have grown tall,have been wearing shoes of size 11,have been wearing branded clothes,bought a new ray ban cooler,have been riding new pulsar 180 cc amazingly,can drive a car with fantastic perfection,have been able to see green grass through 360 degrees,can appreciate aesthetic things frankly and still people say that am 19 or infact am 16 and not 23.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After hearing all this,i went home and locked myself in my room,switched off the lights,put on a rooftop fan and another tabletop fan,kept it at full speed,cleaned my bed,sat on it and started thinking.why?why is this happening to me?why are people telling this to me?and subsequently dozed off.What to do?I can't think deeply about this.If it's so then it's so.I love to stay at 16 or 19 when am 23 and infact i wanna be like this every single time planet earth completes one full revolution around the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bryan adams says he wants to be "18 TILL I DIE".And i wanna be "16 OR 19 TILL I DIE".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wanna be young - the rest of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Never say no - try anything twice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Til the angels come - and ask me to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gonna be 18 til I die - 18 til I die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can’t live forever - that’s wishful thinkin’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Who ever said that - must of bin’ drinkin’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don’t wanna grow up - I don’t see why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I couldn’t care less if time flies by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;18 til I die - gonna be 18 til I die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ya it sure feels good to be alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Someday I’ll be 18 goin’ on 55! - 18 til I die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway - I just wanna say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why bother with what happened yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It’s not my style - I live for the minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If ya wanna stay young - get both feet in it - 18 til I die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A ’lil bit of this - a ’lil bit of that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'lil bit of everything - gotta get on track&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It’s not how ya look, it’s what ya feel inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don’t care when - I don’t need ta know why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;18 til I die - gonna be 18 til I die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ya it sure feels good to be alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Someday I’ll be 18 goin’ on 55! - 18 til I die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ya there’s one thing for sure - I’m sure gonna try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don’t worry ’bout the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Forget about the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gonna have a ball - ya we’re gonna have a blast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gonna make it last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The way i behave makes people say that am still 19.Am very lively,always on my feet,brutally frank,when i see a tiger i prefer to call it as a tiger and not a cat(though tiger comes from cat family).Am very happy being like this.Intrepid and fearless in the face of danger.There are no worries in my life.Feeling younger even when my head starts accumulating white hair(there is a school of thought which says that great thinkers have white hairs at an early age.I just have 4.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Should i change?Should i show signs of senility so that others can call me 23 when am 23?Should i not rebel when i see something causing me displeasure?Should i not argue when i hear illogically speculated thoughts?Should i feign to be somebody else who is 23(chronologically) when actually i want to be myself who is still 19(hormonically)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-114562958135256005?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/114562958135256005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=114562958135256005&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114562958135256005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114562958135256005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/04/staying-19-at-23.html' title='Staying 19 at 23'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-114482080728783787</id><published>2006-04-11T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T02:35:08.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The formulae that's working for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A=Sqrt(S(S-a)(S-b)(S-c))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;S=Perimeter of the triangle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a,b,c are the sides of the triangle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, the hero's formulae is not helping me as much as my own formulae.Have been following it for quite sometime now and seems to make me feel good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"No fear for anything.Not afraid of anybody.Not expecting anything.No expectations from anybody.Do whatever you want to do.If you think what you are doing is right,then don't hesitate.Just proceed with doing it very enthusiastically.Being passionate about doing every single stuff - mundane or important is a nice feeling.Objective is be happy 24 hours a day,365 days a year.Can become emotional and feel once in every 4 years i.e on feb29."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is not a some kinda clique that am boasting over.Have seen these and heard the changes from my friends as well.They are all very enthusiastic about the difference that it's making.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The grass seems to be greener on everyside.It used to be greener on the other side alone initially.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-114482080728783787?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/114482080728783787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=114482080728783787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114482080728783787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114482080728783787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/04/formulae-thats-working-for-me.html' title='The formulae that&apos;s working for me'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-114474891853251313</id><published>2006-04-11T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T21:32:35.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Truly Madly Deeply -- savage garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is the song that i hear atleast 4-5 times in a day.Want to sing this out pretty loud and simultaneously play in my guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish, I'll be your fantasy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll be your hope, I'll be your love, be everything that you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love you more with every breath truly, madly, deeply, do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will be strong, I will be faithful 'cause I'm counting on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A new beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A reason for living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A deeper meaning, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to stand with you on a mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to bathe with you in the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to lay like this forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Until the sky falls down on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And when the stars are shining brightly in the velvet sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll make a wish, send it to Heaven, then make you want to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The tears of joy for all the pleasure and the certainty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That we're surrounded by the comfort and protection of .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The highest power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In lonely hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The tears devour you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to stand with you on a mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to bathe with you in the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to lay like this forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Until the sky falls down on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh can't you see it baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You don't have to close your eyes, 'cause it's standing right before you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All that you need will surely come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish, I'll be your fantasy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll be your hope, I'll be your love, be everything that you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll love you more with every breath truly, madly, deeply, do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to stand with you on a mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to bathe with you in the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to lay like this forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Until the sky falls down on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-114474891853251313?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/114474891853251313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=114474891853251313&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114474891853251313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/114474891853251313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/04/truly-madly-deeply-savage-garden.html' title='Truly Madly Deeply -- savage garden'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-113998852357344811</id><published>2006-02-14T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T09:20:23.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never fret</title><content type='html'>There are a plethora of things to do rather than sitting back and fretting that things are not proper.Let's keep fretting as the last option in all circumstances.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-113998852357344811?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/113998852357344811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=113998852357344811&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/113998852357344811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/113998852357344811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2006/02/never-fret.html' title='Never fret'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-113450889684097221</id><published>2005-12-13T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T04:53:43.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boon or Bane?</title><content type='html'>Lots of people say this to me and i also feel that sometimes.What is that dude?Well the matter is that i have a pretty bad habit of remembering all the things(&lt;strong&gt;I mean all the things&lt;/strong&gt;) and that too to the minutest detail.When my friends say something to me,i remember them pretty well that even at times when they forget it,i tell them the &lt;strong&gt;matter almost matter of factly&lt;/strong&gt;.Well &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"is this good or bad?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it good to remember all the things and that too without forgetting a single word?Sometimes i feel its really good and sometimes Naaaaahh.On a few occassions i see the elysian smile on my buddy's face when i reproduce every single word of the dialogue that we had spoken months before,but some other times its esoteric,people urge me to forget the details."To hell with your precision!!!! and for that matter the details!!!!" they say.Maybe its an virgoan trait to attend to details.Its basic,inherent and fundamental to me and to change that is an herculean task.Well the point is-- the more stress you apply onto forget a few things,the more easy it becomes for you to remember it.Is'nt it?This is a pretty common principle which applies to every damn single thing in life.The more pressure you put on not to do a few things,more sure that those things will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm Lets not digress from the crux of the matter here.Is it good or bad to attend to details, to remember things which are very very difficult to forget(for me everything is very very difficult to forget).This remembering is not related to academics in any way(If that was the case i'l be in utopia by now),it refers to all the words we speak with our friends,the jokes that we share,the information that we exchange,the advices we give and recieve,the sarcasms that we gleefully give and sardonically eat,all that stuff(In short it refers to every single word spoken and heard).Is it a boon or bane?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-113450889684097221?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/113450889684097221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=113450889684097221&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/113450889684097221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/113450889684097221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2005/12/boon-or-bane.html' title='Boon or Bane?'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-111019523564217422</id><published>2005-03-07T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T03:41:43.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aviator--</title><content type='html'>Went to Aviator on sat---horrible is the word i have for it.It's like a documentary movie.&lt;br /&gt;Except for De caprico's awesome performance,there wasnt much to watch.-- a perfectionist in the movie.Since i went with my frnds and tht too to satyam,i spent a galla time there.There is always a reason to be happy when ur in satyam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-111019523564217422?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/111019523564217422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=111019523564217422&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/111019523564217422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/111019523564217422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2005/03/aviator.html' title='Aviator--'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-111001999363795873</id><published>2005-03-05T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T14:36:35.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>excerpts from girish.</title><content type='html'>Dr. Jekyll: Where are you Mr. Hyde?&lt;br /&gt;It must be nearly ten yrs since I read the book “The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde” by Robert L.Stevenson. At that time I did find the book interesting though not fascinating. Well you can’t blame a 11 yr old who was into Nancy Drew’s And Hardy Boy’s then to appreciate such a magnum opus. Of late have been thinking abt this and realized that there is a Jekyll and Hyde in everyone of us. No I am not going to allude the “evil” part of humans as Hyde and the “good” part as “Jekyll” simply because I don’t believe in it. Evil and Good are simply a matter of perspective and circumstances. There are no absolute tangibles to describe them and are relative. Well be that as it may coming to Jekyll and Hyde part my definition of them is thus,Jekyll: The serious side of manHyde: the jovial happy-go-lucky side of manI think most of us commit the fallacy of dismissing a person as “serious” and “lightheaded” prematurely without giving the other person an opportunity to explain themselves or observe them in different surroundings.. It is a very common phenomenon and the problem is at a given time only one of the personalities is dominant in a person. I have tried (unsuccessfully) to do the balancing act and have fallen between the two stools once too often. So what defines me the best? Jekyll or Hyde? Frankly I don’t know the answer to that myself. Many of them would be surprised that one or the other exist in me at all! (ignoring the fact that many will be surprised I have a personality at all :P) Have wondered whether it’s a conscious decision which makes a particular personality (here Hyde or Jekyll) dominant. I think it has got to do more with the first impressions…*if* I had portrayed the Jekyll side of me first that is the one which takes dominance in my subsequent interactions with the aforementioned person and Mr. Hyde just doesn’t have a chance cos’ the other person is not willing to accept you! Ppl claim I am trying to be something which I am not and ask me to be “normal”! I will be at a loss of words to explain to them cos’ partly have no idea what to say myself. Then there is the drawback of exposing the Hyde side of you first. One cannot indulge in serious discussions that easily and you have to continue playing the part. This might seem like I am very “confused” chap regarding what I exactly am but of what I have seen this is something which almost everyone goes thro’ either consciously or subconsciously. Also a lot depends on the person whom you are confabulating with. Guess the first impression one has of the person also plays quite a role in making a particular personality dominant. So next time you see a “funny” or “serious” person think again…a lot depends on how you portray yourself to them too ;) After all communication is a two way thing….and to end up I would like to quote Carl Sagan though a bit out of context..“ Absence of Evidence does not mean Evidence of Absence! “&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242000-111001999363795873?l=rkrishna1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/feeds/111001999363795873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7242000&amp;postID=111001999363795873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/111001999363795873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7242000/posts/default/111001999363795873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rkrishna1.blogspot.com/2005/03/excerpts-from-girish.html' title='excerpts from girish.'/><author><name>krishna kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-108738315798492443</id><published>2004-06-16T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T03:57:36.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One day which can never be forgotten</title><content type='html'>This day will be remembered in the long run coz it was one of those rare days wherein i was very happy in office.Came to office,was monitoring one job as usual and for the first time the job IEZREFRD ran without any contention.Then i and my friend Ramesh went to Archies to get a greeting card for one of my team mates.It was really hot outside and we went to tidal park first to get the card.But it was strange,i found neither a card nor a babe.so disgustingly we started our journey towards Archies in Indra Nagar.We went there,selected a greeting card worth 70 bugs(it was a good one).Then we reached office around 11.15.We saw everyone in a very happy mood."There is no connectivity" tht means no work on the mainframe screen today.The feeling was great.It was a great relief.First day when there was no connectivity for a long while.The connectivity didnt turn up till 4.15(now iam editing my blog).Dont know when it will turn up though.utilised this time to delete unwanted mails from my inbox,read through all the forwards.Took good rest.It was a good day at office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191225604374785963</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-7242000.post-108667999455942719</id><published>2004-06-08T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T02:23:49.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>let me start blogging</title><content type='html'>Let me start my blog with expressing my gratitude to all those who have been instrumental for this effort.especially haripi,tnks da.also i thank all my PG mates whose blogs steered inspiration.i came across this site some time ago in the time discussion forum.Thanks to my persistent search for a forum from where i cud steal inspiration.and this is the one.first 2 days i was going thru all the posts and didnt do any work.surprised when haripi mailed me when he found my post in a yahoo grp.happy tht i have someone frm cognizant who is fighting to kill the cat just like me.and he is my first frnd from PG.from then we have been in constant touch where in he will send numerous mails with plethora in it. the PG meet tht i attended few weeks ago was really helpful with iimies like nikhil and bj conferring gyan to me on how to crack cat.met girish and couple of others too.also the meeting point being besantnagar beach we were bestowed with enough sight seeing tht we could strike balance btw hot debates and cool bird watching.the gyan was really useful.it is in the phase of transforming a lethargic krishna to a more goal oriented krishna.also i joined cl and believe and wish tht this be the last time i need to bell the cat."cl" pls help me do tht.i want to be on par with people who are tigrishly competitive and ravenous for success.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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