<?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-7678464</id><updated>2012-01-29T23:02:17.219-08:00</updated><category term='Genr'/><category term='My Views and Reviews'/><category term='Tours and Travel'/><category term='Poetic Musings'/><category term='Quotes'/><category term='General'/><category term='Philosophical Thoughts'/><category term='FWDs'/><category term='Life As it Happens'/><title type='text'>While I Breathe ... I Hope...</title><subtitle type='html'>Pages from my life ...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>262</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-5339536554813550229</id><published>2011-04-29T02:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T02:26:38.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Success ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;Just finished seeing the movie fame(2009). I liked it. Though Imdb gave 4.6/10&lt;div&gt;The best quote about success I have ever heard came from this movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just loved it and want to achieve that success&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px;"&gt;Success is not fame, money or power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Success is waking up in the morning so excited about what you have to do that you literally FLY &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;out of the door&amp;quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-5339536554813550229?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/5339536554813550229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=5339536554813550229&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5339536554813550229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5339536554813550229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2011/04/success.html' title='Success ...'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-9001985162839444172</id><published>2011-02-02T10:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T10:08:40.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its the climb</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love this song ....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;iframe class="youtube-player" title="YouTube video player" allowfullscreen="true" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HQsWKOYsvS8" frameborder="0" type="text/html" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-9001985162839444172?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/9001985162839444172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=9001985162839444172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/9001985162839444172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/9001985162839444172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-climb.html' title='Its the climb'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/HQsWKOYsvS8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-8874031595502084212</id><published>2011-01-27T20:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T20:30:38.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies of Jan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;Wanted to keep track of the movies seen this year.&lt;div&gt;why ? ... I don&amp;#39;t know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the list for Jan ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Phas Gaye Obama :-&lt;/b&gt; Just loved the movie, very hilarious, best way to explain recession, An out and out sarcastic comedy on the &amp;quot;Hope&amp;quot; word used by Obama.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tourist :-&lt;/b&gt; Angelina &amp;amp; Jhonny depp Combo didn&amp;#39;t work as I see. It is not one of those movies that remain with you even after you finished watching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dhobi Ghat :-&lt;/b&gt;  An open ended movie, left me into my own imagination,  The movie was more for a case study for a course in arts.  But I liked it.  A subtle symbolism,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;                     It defies the fact that movies are taken to convey something,  From the unhappy faces I saw while leaving the theater, it was clear that Kiran Rao confused audience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                     More than Aamir, I liked Monica Dongre&amp;#39;s action. She was very expressive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-8874031595502084212?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/8874031595502084212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=8874031595502084212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/8874031595502084212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/8874031595502084212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2011/01/movies-of-jan.html' title='Movies of Jan'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-6689851363364454061</id><published>2010-12-12T08:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T08:50:27.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Old Pic ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/pvsjournal/6WuSojYuUzhHAR7zi5HkBXz0v1jHbNflfRoLC7nsrPm1W4S9DzIJSibhfjeA/DCH_Sri_Kris_TShirt.jpg.scaled.1000.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/pvsjournal/ft8XoAFwwxrqjJx0vs4r7klzDeFbFiD1G9Rohq0UoUvTGhq7FMNeaD8AOyPz/DCH_Sri_Kris_TShirt.jpg.scaled.500.jpg" width="500" height="375"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;Belongs to Yesteryears. I miss this T Shirt. I dont even have a good resolution pic of the same to get a new one done.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess this was one of those first things done after getting job. I still remember how we went into music world and kept looking for DCH movie DVD as we couldnt remember how the poster of DCH Looks. I still remember Kris trying to correct the pose :)  Things done spontaneously always turn out to be memorable.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-PV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-6689851363364454061?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/6689851363364454061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=6689851363364454061&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/6689851363364454061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/6689851363364454061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2010/12/old-pic.html' title='An Old Pic ...'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-5380944855045746554</id><published>2010-12-12T08:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T08:24:22.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;Found this while browsing through y combinator and found it to be good.&lt;div&gt;Trying it out. So this belongs to my first post category:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-PV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-5380944855045746554?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/5380944855045746554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=5380944855045746554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5380944855045746554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5380944855045746554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2010/12/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-4499127136463216861</id><published>2010-07-27T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T17:05:40.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I Leave them ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/TE90F9pInEI/AAAAAAAACkQ/xu3NSkWfJKk/s1600/footsteps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/TE90F9pInEI/AAAAAAAACkQ/xu3NSkWfJKk/s320/footsteps.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498741315837926466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I asked Time "How can I leave my Foot Prints behind?"&lt;br /&gt;"Move On Move On " was all that Time told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved on marching ahead towards Unknown,&lt;br /&gt;Turned back to see my Foot Prints they were Unseen.&lt;br /&gt;Waves of Time erased them from sands of space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will all vanish in the course of time ,&lt;br /&gt;Neither you nor I can stop that,&lt;br /&gt;Confused I am I still run to leave them behind.......&lt;br /&gt;                                                     ...pv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-4499127136463216861?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/4499127136463216861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=4499127136463216861&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4499127136463216861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4499127136463216861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2010/07/can-i-leave-them.html' title='Can I Leave them ??'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/TE90F9pInEI/AAAAAAAACkQ/xu3NSkWfJKk/s72-c/footsteps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-6893941622438888886</id><published>2009-10-06T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T21:02:18.284-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>When Seconds Matter ...</title><content type='html'>Im not talking about ussain bolt for creating sprint records, I m actually referring to my (aarthi included) adventures in catching my office bus. In this Gandhian era, if there is one person who is punctual is my bus driver. on dot 8:15 am, he is there Near shanthi sweets at Tippasandra. what happens when you leave your house at 8:13 am and it takes little more than 2 mins to reach bus stop? We end chasing the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               With my current physical condition, I am unable to drive my 2 wheeler. so catching bus is the only option. Miss the bus at shanthi sweets, aarthi turns her pleasure and becomes an F1 driver (Mallya can try her for Force India) and the next stop is Jeeven Bheema Nagar entrance, if we miss that also then HAL Entrance, If we miss that too then thanks to BMTC volvo ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             Its really amazing to feel the value of few seconds daily at the start of the day and forget the same by end of the day ... afterall I m a Human (Thats not an excuse :) )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-6893941622438888886?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/6893941622438888886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=6893941622438888886&amp;isPopup=true' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/6893941622438888886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/6893941622438888886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-seconds-matter.html' title='When Seconds Matter ...'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-5277192118469976650</id><published>2009-10-05T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T00:38:07.106-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Thou shall Not ...</title><content type='html'>During my visit to st.Johns today for my physio Therapy I read the below on their notice board. I liked them ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.Thou shalt not worry, for worry is the most unproductive of all human activities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Thou shalt not be fearful, for most of the things we fear never come to pass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Thou shalt not cross bridges before you get to them, for no one yet has succeeded &lt;br /&gt;    in accomplishing this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Thou shalt face each problem as it comes. You can handle only one at a time   &lt;br /&gt;       anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Thou shalt not take problems to bed with you for they make very poor bedfellows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Thou shalt not borrow other people's problems. They can take better care of them &lt;br /&gt;      than you can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Thou shalt not try to relive yesterday for good or ill — it is gone. Concentrate &lt;br /&gt;      on what is happening in your life today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Thou shalt count thy blessings, never overlooking the small ones, for a lot of &lt;br /&gt;      small blessings add up to a big one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Thou shalt be a good listener, for only when you listen do you hear ideas &lt;br /&gt;      different from your own. It is very hard to learn something new when you are &lt;br /&gt;                talking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Thou shalt not become bogged down by frustration, for 90 percent of it is rooted &lt;br /&gt;       in self-pity, and it will only interfere with positive action.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-5277192118469976650?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/5277192118469976650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=5277192118469976650&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5277192118469976650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5277192118469976650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2009/10/thou-shall-not.html' title='Thou shall Not ...'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-107626362541568198</id><published>2009-07-16T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T18:44:29.708-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophical Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Faith is the only way ...</title><content type='html'>When your mind is filled&lt;br /&gt;With thoughts that are sad,&lt;br /&gt;The sadness follows in your words and actions,&lt;br /&gt;Leaving all those around you&lt;br /&gt;Limp with your sadness.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of sadness, anger, frustration&lt;br /&gt;Occurs due to lack of faith.&lt;br /&gt;It is more of a lack of faith in yourselves,&lt;br /&gt;Than in Me.&lt;br /&gt;Most of you do not even know Me.&lt;br /&gt;Those of you who think that you know Me,&lt;br /&gt;Develop bigger egos and fall into bigger traps.&lt;br /&gt;Some of you want to know Me&lt;br /&gt;In a short span of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course when this fails,&lt;br /&gt;They get even more desperate&lt;br /&gt;Than when they had started their quest for Me.&lt;br /&gt;Those who truly know Me,&lt;br /&gt;Experience Me with total faith.&lt;br /&gt;They do not present Me&lt;br /&gt;Their terms, conditions and challenges.&lt;br /&gt;With faith in one hand and patience in the other,&lt;br /&gt;They join their hands in front of Me,&lt;br /&gt;And allow Me to steer their boat,&lt;br /&gt;The boat which sails, in the direction of the winds,&lt;br /&gt;The winds of My divine love,&lt;br /&gt;Which can sail over&lt;br /&gt;The stormiest oceans of illusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith is the only way ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-107626362541568198?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/107626362541568198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=107626362541568198&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/107626362541568198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/107626362541568198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2009/07/faith-is-only-way.html' title='Faith is the only way ...'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-3639331725553961240</id><published>2009-05-24T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T21:54:43.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deccan Chargers ......</title><content type='html'>Deccan Chargers made it up all the way to the top. Eight in the tally last year and they have clinched it this season. Thats the way Gilchrist .... You made the difference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been following the IPL this season quite regularly. In fact I own a jersey of Deccan Chargers and I wear it with pride. It was all about team effort. I loved the final. I expected CSK to come to final, but unfortunately due to their bad fielding efforts they couldn't make it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all known reasons a CSK vs DC final would have been lot more fun. May the CSK learn some facts about fielding and come into the field. In a way it was the victory of CSK against KXI that made DC into the semis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats Guys especially harmeet singh for bowling few balls of good line :).......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French Open , hopefully Fed Ex can stop Nadal , World T20 may we give the shelter for the cup for one more year ......  The sporting season has started off on a high note with the DC win ..... Hoping that it continues ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-3639331725553961240?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/3639331725553961240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=3639331725553961240&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/3639331725553961240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/3639331725553961240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2009/05/deccan-chargers.html' title='Deccan Chargers ......'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-3231601535052236594</id><published>2009-02-11T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T16:48:12.970-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophical Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetic Musings'/><title type='text'>When I heard ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;When I heard the learn'd astronomer, &lt;br /&gt;When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me, &lt;br /&gt;When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide, &lt;br /&gt;   and measure them,&lt;br /&gt;When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured with&lt;br /&gt;   much applause in the lecture-room,&lt;br /&gt;How soon unaccountable I became tired and sick,&lt;br /&gt;Till rising and gliding out I wander'd off by myself,&lt;br /&gt;In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time, &lt;br /&gt;Look'd up in perfect silence at the stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      A nice piece ....  Its so true just njoi the sheer beauty in the nature than to account for .... I some times wonder are we moving in the right direction. Trying to figure out how things work and how we can man make those that nature created. I dont know how quantum physics works (i guess i do know a bit ....) but I enjoy the candle light dinner ... Less Effort More Output is what the current world believes , Is it right direction to get through .....  Anyways its so wonderful to enjoy the natures beauty than to account for it ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-3231601535052236594?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/3231601535052236594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=3231601535052236594&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/3231601535052236594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/3231601535052236594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-i-heard.html' title='When I heard ....'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-3916894652888533811</id><published>2009-02-04T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:58:53.247-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophical Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetic Musings'/><title type='text'>Acceptance ....</title><content type='html'>As life takes me through myriad experiences, there were times I questioned the way things are, at times I accepted and went along. I felt like an actor at times and director at others. But one thing I took time to learn and still learning is "Acceptance". Acceptance of How things are and what I am. I remember the days in which I was in the denial mode and not ready for acceptance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           The Lotus leaf accepts the dew drops and the scorching rays of sun alike ... The birds halt their journey when the darkness engulfs ... Tree sheds leaves in the fall and blooms in spring and questions not ... The intelligence embedded in me makes it more difficult for acceptance, But fails to realize that Acceptance is the first step on the long road ahead if I wish to travel along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            I learn't a lot from my better half, a lot about acceptance. I m more happier today because of it and am able to wade through the crests and troughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked this poem from one of my fav poets Robert Frost titled Acceptance.&lt;br /&gt;It needs the thought of philosopher and walk of an ordinary man to come up with such master pieces ..... I enjoyed reading the below poem ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;When the spent sun throws up its rays on cloud&lt;br /&gt;And goes down burning into the gulf below,&lt;br /&gt;No voice in nature is heard to cry aloud&lt;br /&gt;At what has happened. Birds, at least must know&lt;br /&gt;It is the change to darkness in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Murmuring something quiet in her breast,&lt;br /&gt;One bird begins to close a faded eye;&lt;br /&gt;Or overtaken too far from his nest,&lt;br /&gt;Hurrying low above the grove, some waif&lt;br /&gt;Swoops just in time to his remembered tree.&lt;br /&gt;At most he thinks or twitters softly, 'Safe!&lt;br /&gt;Now let the night be dark for all of me.&lt;br /&gt;Let the night be too dark for me to see&lt;br /&gt;Into the future. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Let what will be, be&lt;/span&gt;.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-3916894652888533811?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/3916894652888533811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=3916894652888533811&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/3916894652888533811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/3916894652888533811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2009/02/acceptance.html' title='Acceptance ....'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-6555425441342263048</id><published>2009-02-01T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T00:49:57.925-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FWDs'/><title type='text'>Why do we Yell ?  .....</title><content type='html'>Why do we Yell in anger? A sage asked his disciples 'Why people yell at each other when they are upset?' The men thought for a while, 'Because we lose our calm' said&lt;br /&gt;one.'we yell for that.' 'But, why to yell when the other person is just next toyou?' asked the sage. ' Isn't it possible to speak to him or her with a softvoice? Why do you yell at a person when you're angry?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The men gave some other answers but none satisfied the sage. Finally he explained, 'When two people are angry at each other, theirhearts distance a lot. To cover that distance they must yell, to be able to hear each other. The  angrier they are, the stronger they will have to yell to hear each other through that great distance.' Then the sage asked, What happens when two people fall in love? They donot yell at each other but talk softly, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their hearts are very close. The distance between them is very small...The sage continued, 'When they love each other even more, whathappens? They do not speak, only whisper and they get even closer to each other in their love. Finally they even need not whisper, they only look at each other and that's all. That is how close two people are when they love eachother.' Then the sage said, 'When you argue do not let your hearts get distant, do not say words that distance each other more, else there will come a day when the distance is so great that you will not find the path to return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read it in one of the Fwds that land in my inbox ... I liked it too ... Thanks Sri for sending it across ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-6555425441342263048?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/6555425441342263048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=6555425441342263048&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/6555425441342263048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/6555425441342263048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-do-we-yell.html' title='Why do we Yell ?  .....'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-6789005629777038724</id><published>2009-01-29T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T19:24:35.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tit-bits</title><content type='html'>1) Luck By Chance movie tickets booked .... after a long time will be going for movie with chandu and prasad maams .... Aarthi is also joining this time ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Fedrer beat Roddick ... I thought at least now roddick will beat fed ex ...&lt;br /&gt;I want Fed Ex to win the Aussie open and Nadal to halt for some time ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)My research into How Lithium Ion Batteries work isnt going any where ... Hope to finish it by this week end ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Cricket matches are starting at office ... so sad my leg isnt allowing me to join .... Hopefully should be fit by next cricket match ... I miss playing Mundu so much ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Anniversary is coming , Time does fly  .... No plans to go any where :( So sad no leaves ... But will make it to Egypt tour this year end ......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-6789005629777038724?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/6789005629777038724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=6789005629777038724&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/6789005629777038724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/6789005629777038724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2009/01/tit-bits.html' title='tit-bits'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-6022175634455222038</id><published>2009-01-27T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:30:20.133-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetic Musings'/><title type='text'>The Twenty Third Psalm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.&lt;br /&gt;He maketh me to lie down in green pastures, &lt;br /&gt;He leadeth me beside still waters.&lt;br /&gt;He restoreth my soul. &lt;br /&gt;He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness, for His name's sake.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,&lt;br /&gt;I will fear no evil, for Thou art with me; &lt;br /&gt;Thy rod and Thy staff, they comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;Thou preparest a table before me, in the presence of mine enemies;&lt;br /&gt;Thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.&lt;br /&gt;Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life,&lt;br /&gt;and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful poem from king james .... I like this one .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-6022175634455222038?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/6022175634455222038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=6022175634455222038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/6022175634455222038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/6022175634455222038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2009/01/twenty-third-psalm.html' title='The Twenty Third Psalm'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-6041643215935245805</id><published>2009-01-26T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T19:42:07.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I m waiting to watch ...</title><content type='html'>I m waiting to watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luck by Chance and Delhi 6 &lt;br /&gt;Farhan Akthar for sure Rocks ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delhi 6 &lt;br /&gt;Waiting to see the portrayal of Delhi in this ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-6041643215935245805?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/6041643215935245805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=6041643215935245805&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/6041643215935245805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/6041643215935245805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-m-waiting-to-watch.html' title='I m waiting to watch ...'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-3048688484367178972</id><published>2009-01-20T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:02:57.908-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Obamas Inagural Speech</title><content type='html'>Last night I was glued to TV for listening to the inaugural address of Obama. Its clear that he has a task cut out for him, and just not America the whole world is waiting for it. Its accepted that when US sneezes we catch cold. So the stability and the policies administered there has lot of impact on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way we want the international community to stand behind us for curbing the terrorism supported by Pakistan state , the new governance in US and its policies will have  a major impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling that the US is toning down, but after hearing the obama's speech it dispelled my theories. Lets see what Obama will do .... We are in the best of the times and we are in the worst if the times ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some snippets I liked from his speech &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this day, we gather because we have chosen hope over fear, unity of purpose over conflict and discord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The time has come to reaffirm our enduring spirit; to choose our better history; to carry forward that precious gift, that noble idea, passed on from generation to generation: the God-given promise that all are equal, all are free, and all deserve a chance to pursue their full measure of happiness."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to see how far this statement extends across the boundaries of US ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Know that America is a friend of each nation and every man, woman and child who seeks a future of peace and dignity, and that we are ready to lead once more."&lt;br /&gt;The greed to Lead exists, but I hope it is in the right direction , than to protect US at the cost of other countries ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our challenges may be new. The instruments with which we meet them may be new. But those values upon which our success depends -- hard work and honesty, courage and fair play, tolerance and curiosity, loyalty and patriotism -- these things are old."&lt;br /&gt;So true that no matter what the challenges or circumstances are the ideals and the values are the same ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We will not apologize for our way of life, nor will we waver in its defense, and for those who seek to advance their aims by inducing terror and slaughtering innocents, we say to you now that our spirit is stronger and cannot be broken; you cannot outlast us, and we will defeat you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what I call balance use of the words ....... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Complete speech is &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/POLITICS/01/20/obama.politics/index.html"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the Best Obama , as I believe in you, and hope (yup, thats the word you use right) that you will deliver exists ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-3048688484367178972?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/3048688484367178972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=3048688484367178972&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/3048688484367178972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/3048688484367178972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2009/01/obamas-inagural-speech.html' title='Obamas Inagural Speech'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-3500502919217562738</id><published>2008-12-23T14:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T14:26:02.076-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetic Musings'/><title type='text'>A Great Poem by HIM</title><content type='html'>Dear Loved One,&lt;br /&gt;You ask: How will you know when I am near you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When on a sultry night&lt;br /&gt;Everything is hot and still&lt;br /&gt;The first cool breeze brushes your cheek&lt;br /&gt;I am caressing you&lt;br /&gt;Think of Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the pangs of hunger are satisfied&lt;br /&gt;and loneliness is pierced by happiness&lt;br /&gt;Think of Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your mouth is parched&lt;br /&gt;and you can hardly speak&lt;br /&gt;The first sip of cool water&lt;br /&gt;I am soothing you&lt;br /&gt;Think of Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the cloud of death disappears&lt;br /&gt;first on the opening of a baby's smiling eyes&lt;br /&gt;Think of Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I sprinkle your face with rain&lt;br /&gt;and wash the earth, the dry brown leaves&lt;br /&gt;The first smell of clean rain&lt;br /&gt;I am cleansing you&lt;br /&gt;Think of Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When pain dissolves&lt;br /&gt;and fear disappears&lt;br /&gt;Think of Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When steadfast eyes are horrified&lt;br /&gt;by the cruelties of life&lt;br /&gt;The first glances of the silent setting sun&lt;br /&gt;I am comforting you&lt;br /&gt;Think of Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you ask how will you know when you are near me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the burning sun has scorched you and the earth&lt;br /&gt;The sand and dust fill your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Not a silver of shade about&lt;br /&gt;And you love Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When loneliness is accompanied by hunger&lt;br /&gt;and not one can be satisfied&lt;br /&gt;And you love Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your lips are cracked&lt;br /&gt;your tongue feels like clay&lt;br /&gt;your throat seals up&lt;br /&gt;There is no water about&lt;br /&gt;Not even a mirage in sight&lt;br /&gt;And you love Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you hold a dying child&lt;br /&gt;with eyes pleading&lt;br /&gt;And you love Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you stir the ocean to a crescent&lt;br /&gt;You flounder in its depth like a leaf&lt;br /&gt;And you love Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i take from you your most&lt;br /&gt;cherished possessions&lt;br /&gt;On the first loss of your sight&lt;br /&gt;darkness envelopes you&lt;br /&gt;And you love Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you dear Lord, no matter what it is. Just give me the strength and let me realize ur presence at all times&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-3500502919217562738?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/3500502919217562738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=3500502919217562738&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/3500502919217562738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/3500502919217562738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2008/12/great-poem-by-him.html' title='A Great Poem by HIM'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-2413341121374254321</id><published>2008-12-19T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T13:42:46.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>POA</title><content type='html'>POA :- Purpose of Action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"The purpose of action is not victory or defeat , gain or loss, but to transcend them all "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a profound statement. Thats like gita for dummies. &lt;br /&gt;I believe its a statement of swami and I read it in ratans mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No denial that possibly the most toughest thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;Act but don't expect fruits, but the actions are meant for realizing the fruits isnt it !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-2413341121374254321?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/2413341121374254321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=2413341121374254321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/2413341121374254321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/2413341121374254321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2008/12/poa.html' title='POA'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-8602797136709226723</id><published>2008-12-17T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T21:40:35.838-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophical Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Imran Khans view on Islam</title><content type='html'>I was truly amazed to read this article written by Imran Khan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livingislam.org/o/wcm_e.html"&gt;Imran Khans Article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some statements which I really liked &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"While science, no matter how much it progresses, can answer a lot of questions - two questions it will never be able to answer: One, what is the purpose of our existence and two, what happens to us when we die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is this vacuum that I felt created the materialistic and the hedonistic culture. If this is the only life then one must make hay while the sun shines - and in order to do so one needs money. Such a culture is bound to cause psychological problems in a human being, as there was going to be an imbalance between the body and the soul."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The greatest impact of believing in God for me, meant that I lost all fear of human beings."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Through my faith, I have discovered strength within me that I never knew existed and that has released my potential in life. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-8602797136709226723?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/8602797136709226723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=8602797136709226723&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/8602797136709226723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/8602797136709226723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2008/12/imran-khans-view-on-islam.html' title='Imran Khans view on Islam'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-6942939322645217895</id><published>2008-12-17T08:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T08:46:39.972-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophical Thoughts'/><title type='text'>WDONLL</title><content type='html'>To realize the void in me than to let it covered by burst of activities to make myself believe its non existance.&lt;br /&gt;To realize what I am and what I exhibit I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WDONLL : Water Drop ON Lotus Leaf .... &lt;br /&gt;This concept amazes me ...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-6942939322645217895?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/6942939322645217895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=6942939322645217895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/6942939322645217895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/6942939322645217895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2008/12/wdonll.html' title='WDONLL'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-4405844221405868437</id><published>2008-12-15T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T07:57:00.383-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Idle Busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"I love idleness. I love to busy myself about trifles, to begin a hundred things and not finish one of them, to come and go as my fancy bids me, to change my mind every moment, to follow a fly in all its circlings to try to uproot a rock to see what is underneath, eagerly to begin a ten year’s task and to give up after ten-minutes; in short, to fritter away the whole day inconsequentially and incoherently, and to follow nothing but the whim of the moment."&lt;br /&gt;                                         Jean Jacques Rousseau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               Thanks to Rousseau for  giving words to my feelings. Its indeed a Nice feeling to know the world does have people like me. I feel completely bad for being so. Very recently I took a vow that I shall take things to completion with perfection. Take things a step at a time. To be a master than Jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romance with the Rhyme&lt;br /&gt;    while away all the time&lt;br /&gt;Jumping across the branches&lt;br /&gt;    Crossing river Ganges&lt;br /&gt;I know not what I do&lt;br /&gt;  I know not for how long I do&lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;br /&gt;                 Life goes on. But I believe I m getting into the acceptance mode, that I m a gemini .... PV get back to work !!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-4405844221405868437?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/4405844221405868437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=4405844221405868437&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4405844221405868437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4405844221405868437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2008/12/idle-busy.html' title='Idle Busy'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-3908770196426444740</id><published>2008-11-12T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T05:08:03.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Trekkers</title><content type='html'>I found this site on the Uttaranchal ...&lt;br /&gt;Its one of those places I want to visit again and do some adventure sports ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This site is put here for future references ... (An Indexed memory ...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uttaranchal Kumaon &lt;a href="http://www.kmvn.org/"&gt;KMVN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-3908770196426444740?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/3908770196426444740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=3908770196426444740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/3908770196426444740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/3908770196426444740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2008/11/for-trekkers.html' title='For the Trekkers'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-139548139735803179</id><published>2008-10-12T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T09:44:55.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Lecture</title><content type='html'>I m so glad that I read this book. It does fall under the category of advice and rated the #1 best seller. But the Book is written in First person for most of the time. An advice written in First person makes lot more sense than those Monks who sold their ferraris and BMWs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/SPIhwRF_2jI/AAAAAAAACQ4/rc8bpLxmXfE/s1600-h/RandyPauschPortrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/SPIhwRF_2jI/AAAAAAAACQ4/rc8bpLxmXfE/s320/RandyPauschPortrait.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256300828200786482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Randy Pausch, a prof. at Carnegie Mellon did a head fake (you got to read the book to find out what it is) and thats what is the "Last Lecture". Lot of small snippets from his life talking about "Really Acheiving your Childhood dreams" is a wonderful journey at the end of which you would have known this guy his family , his way of looking at things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Its really a last lecture in its true sense as Randy was diagnosed with a pancreatic cancer. &lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=ji5_MqicxSo"&gt;Last Lecture&lt;/a&gt; : The Lecture given by Randy at Carnegie Mellon. The best thing I liked is he not only acheived his childhood dreams but also helped his students acheive their childhood dreams. Its an amazingly true story of an Engineer/Professor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Somehow, with the passage of time, and the deadlines that life imposes, surrendering became the right thing to do"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often fail to realise that life is short and there is a deadline. I dont surrender most of the times. But I feel at times its ok to surrender there is more to gain than to loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Luck is where Preperation meets opportunity"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Too many people go through life complaining about their problems. I've always believed that if you took one-tenth energy you put into complaining and applied it to solving the problem, you'd be surprised by how well things can work out"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have experience this multiple times through out life and infact going through one at my professional place. I guess its a hard lesson to be learnt, but I m happy that though late I seem to be following this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If nobody ever worried about what was in other peoples heads, we'd all be 33 percent more effective in our lives and on our jobs"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Experience is what you get when you didn't get what you wanted"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe we are valued for our experience and thats what stays with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Go out and do for others what somebody did for you"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I one day want to do what my proffersors did for me (Not giving a C grade ha !!). But for my professors like CJM GVP Tiwari man for that matter Raghunath Sharma Pallav Sir I wouldnt have been here and I will do atleast a bit of what they did for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"We cannot change the cards we are dealt, just  how we play the hand" &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-139548139735803179?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/139548139735803179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=139548139735803179&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/139548139735803179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/139548139735803179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-lecture.html' title='The Last Lecture'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/SPIhwRF_2jI/AAAAAAAACQ4/rc8bpLxmXfE/s72-c/RandyPauschPortrait.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-4196882929792997118</id><published>2008-10-07T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T06:42:01.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wayanad - A Tryst with Nature</title><content type='html'>It was 3:45 in the morning when the bus stopped at Sulthan Bathery, we expected the weather to be freezing cold for our surprise it wasnt so. Standing on the pavement of the road looking at the boards on top of the shops with no letters from english language on them made me feel why didnt the person who taught me how to speak malayalam forgot to teach me how to read and understand. The idli shops were already getting ready for the day, so we had some company on the empty roads. Finally the cab (its actually a bolero) arrived infront of us and after confirming it was from ente veedu we boarded it. The Bolero kept on moving and moving and the destination never came, unknown place stranger driving us to a strange place , I could sense fear in her. I held her hand and told her its all fine (actually in the heart of hearts I was also a bit worried as to why it was taking so long to reach ). It had become so difficult to Trust a fellow human , sad state of affair isnt it !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Wayanad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It gets its name after its paddy fields . Wayal (Paddy fields) Nad (Place / location / spot). It was irony that we couldnt spot much paddy fields. But lot of cofee/ tea plantations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/SOtciN86aRI/AAAAAAAABtc/jghvgtSapi0/s1600-h/Paddy+fields+in+front+of+EnteVeedu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/SOtciN86aRI/AAAAAAAABtc/jghvgtSapi0/s320/Paddy+fields+in+front+of+EnteVeedu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254395133188270354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            A small nap (around two Hours) made me all fresh and the daily alaram went off at 6:00 am . I woke up and looked outside through the window, the fog on the bannana plantations with greenery all around, was worth getting up at 6 am on a vaccation. After the daily Ablutions, a hot cup of chai brought back the energy in us and we were all set for our day out. The House of Ente veedu was very impressive with lots of open space infront of the house. We couldnt manage to spend time around as we were sharing the cab with some other family for the site seeing. Our first destination was Kurva Island. It was true to its name , a piece of land surrounded by water on all four sides. May be for us having seen the islands of andaman it wasnt much impressive and the water was extremely dirty. The word rafting excited me a bit when used by guide. But after seeinf a flat bamboo thats floating on water and seeing others go by that deflated my inflated enthusiasm. Its indeed true that Expection causes misery. Walking through the bamboo forest, her highness re connected herself&lt;br /&gt;with her past and blessed few trees by placing her foot steps on them instead of the ground. I took the opportunity to  let the canon capture the kodak moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Our next destination was thirunelli temple. Lord vishnu was the residing deity. To refresh myself before meeting lord vishnu I took some nap, I believe she too did so. Its too tough when the climate around is so nice and the whole area was surrounded with greenery. As we landed infront of the temple the beautiful hill behind the temple took us by surprise. It was brilliant with various shades of Green all over. We were on the cloud Nine looking at the cloud ten touching the top of the mountain. Our guide informed us that it was the route to Pakshipatalam. I was completely excited to go to pakshipatalam as the temple was closed already. The guide mentioned that chembra peak will be more interesting to trek than this and anyways it wasnt the season for the birds  at pakshipatalam. We had to trust him , slowly the amount of trust on our guide kept increasing. We slowly moved towards the water boby called Papanashini. It was also referred to as Dakshina Kasi. I guess this the Third Dakshina Kasi I visited and I m sure lot more of them are out there in southeren India.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thirunelli&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Thiru is the word used to indicate respect. (Thats the advantage of knowing multiple languages ..). Nelli its the amla. So Thirunelli inshort means Reverential Amla. Wow , look at the greatness of our culture we respect even amla. In our culture we also have the reason why we do certain things.Here the respect for the Amla comes from the fact that lord rama while returning from lanka back to ayodhya on the way stopped here and as he was living the life of an ascetic offerred an Amla (In Indian rituals, Pinda is placed as food for those who have left the mortal belongings.). It is believed that its from here that the concept of pinda pradhana originated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/SOtfS3iRF_I/AAAAAAAABts/lrnOJySB0uI/s1600-h/Into+the+wild.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/SOtfS3iRF_I/AAAAAAAABts/lrnOJySB0uI/s320/Into+the+wild.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254398168007776242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                   It always feels good to know the history of the place. And Indian mythology has place for all and so is wayanad. On the way back from thirunelli temple ... we didnt take dip in the papanashini , not that we want to accumlate our sins but the water was contaminated and stagnated and with due respect I believe the effect of the drop of amrita isnt enough to wipe away all the sins of all the people takling dip in it. On the way back we passed through the Tholpetti Wild life reserve forest. It was beautiful all around. The forest was pretty thick at some places. Our next destination was to go to a Earth damn called Banasura. I m sure there is a mythological story associated with it as asura means a demon and I believe I know this entity Banasura , though not personally. We decided to say damn to the dam and want to go back to our Home stay and have a walk in the fields. As we dropped off in the middle of the trip we had to take the help of the local transport. We took the kerla transport bus from Mananthavady to Panamaram. The Bus reminded me of the pushpak Vimanam as there was always a place for one more person, true to the fact that we are vey accomdative. From panamaram to PunjaVayal (thats the place where Ente veedu is located) I used all my Malayalam expertise with the auto driver till he said manasilayom (or something similar meaning Understood).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/SOtenr2RQPI/AAAAAAAABtk/OF98F9ghIMU/s1600-h/White+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/SOtenr2RQPI/AAAAAAAABtk/OF98F9ghIMU/s320/White+house.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254397426136072434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; On the evening after a fresh pineapple juice we set out our walk through the fields. After being in the Human jungle with unnecessary honks on the roads it was a different experience altogether to touch the paddy fields. Observe the drops of water on the leaves. looking at the holes made on the earth in bennana (not a typo) fields and hoping no snake is interested to look at us we marched forward. The Bennana tress standing in a row was a sight to watch. After finding out the way as we go by , we landed into the paddy fields. We had the pump house far away as our destination. Its indeed an art to walk in the fields without getting your leg twisted. It was picture perfect, sun setting birds flying back to their homes we all alone in the paddy fields. Happiness lies in such simple things like being close to nature. We turned back as the sun was setting fast. RT was so reluctant to leave the place even as sun was setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Papa Nashini&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Papa refreed to as Sin. nashini , the destroyer . Usually a water body is referred to so. These places got these adjectives as when Lord Garuda carrying Amruta to cure her mother took a break at this place to pay his respects to Lord Vishnu ( I m not sure why Vishnu was here  .... May be in the form of Rama Avatar) As he was going back a drop of Amrita fell in the water body making it a Papa Nashini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;                Being back at Ente Veedus Varandah and sitting on the hammock looking at the night setting in and the stars slowly starting to appear while we were sipping the juice was relaxation in its fine form. I was initially bit scared of the food there because of the coconut oil used in the making of the delicacies. But the dinner was very much fine and except at few instances where it tasted that of coconut oil. We had wheat puttu as our break fast. Thoough I didnt like it much, it atleast gave a change from the daily idlis and dosas, but infortunately the sambar was filled with ladies finger which I can never eat. Over all the food was good , the best part was sitting outside the house and sipping the pineapple juice. As the night set in I tried my hand at the telescope available there to see if can study the craters on the moon. The clouds played the spoil sport as my efforts went in vain. As the silence started settiing in and the darkness taking its regime we decided to call it a day and catch enough sleep and be ready for the next days trek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/SOtgIkrNwiI/AAAAAAAABt0/dFOjNiB9doU/s1600-h/Ayyo,+so+much+more+to+go.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/SOtgIkrNwiI/AAAAAAAABt0/dFOjNiB9doU/s320/Ayyo,+so+much+more+to+go.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254399090657968674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the second day we decided to scale the peak of chembra. we were completely unaware of the terrian. But we placed all our trust on our guide Nash. Packed our breakfast (Pooris) in a road side mallu hotel near kalpetta. This hotel reminded me of some of the paintings of a mallu hotel in Coconut Grove in Bangalore. It was seeing the picture live. Those flies flying around , Appams stacked on the wooden almaras with glass doors. People with lungi walking around and at the entrance the owner with his cash desk. The guide informed us to pick up lot of water and some times we dont listen to the experts and we convinced ourself that 1 litre of water should be sufficient. Our next stop was at the chembra estate and the tea estate was so beautiful. It was just like munnar , and was surprised to know that the whole estate is actually owned by one person from Banaglore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            RT and Mr.Shobha (our co trekker with a decent enough pot belly) were a bit reluctant to place their faith on my malayalam capabilities and we chose a kannada speaking guide to help us out to reach the top of chembra peak. It was estimated to be a six to seven hours trek. They seem to also arrange a two days trek into the peak and wilderness. We started of around 8:30 am at the bottom of the peak. As we went on and on the eluding peak seemed much farther. after an hour of trek RT was completely tired.The Guide Mr. Shiva Prasad looked all relaxed and was internally laughing at our capabilities.As we started inching forward towards the peak the beautiful landscape around captivated us. After multiple breaks and few sips of water we reached a point from where we could the peak we inteded to climb. After one more hour of walk I realised that it was a bit stressful on RT as she was not even able to say few words. I got a bit scared for pushing her this far. I decided that we shall stop at a pond few meters away from where we are and trek back. RT was all for calling it off as we have to even go back. She infact in her delurium was asking if she can roll down instead of walking down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/SOtgZk5AZwI/AAAAAAAABt8/LylDioAt00s/s1600-h/With+nature+as+backdrop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/SOtgZk5AZwI/AAAAAAAABt8/LylDioAt00s/s320/With+nature+as+backdrop.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254399382773589762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We let the Guide and our co trekker go ahead and we decided to camp near the lake and Njoi the view from there rather than push ourself. We sat there in the shade looking at the huge mountains surrounding us and counting the number of shades of green that we could spot. It was a fun time sitting there and chatting for two hours long. In between a perfect movie incident took place. It was getting colder and the heroine was wearing a half t-shirt and was unable to bear the cold. Immediately hero removes his jersey and provides her the warmth. After a long tryst with the mountains we were back at the foot hill and spicy buttermilk quenched our thirst. We spent the whole evening relaxing and having bajjis and pakoras sitting infront of the open field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/SOtg1KccBaI/AAAAAAAABuE/skSNQHjJA3g/s1600-h/Pepper+climbing+on+SilverOak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/SOtg1KccBaI/AAAAAAAABuE/skSNQHjJA3g/s320/Pepper+climbing+on+SilverOak.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254399856710780322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There are lot more places to be seen in wayand, Edkkal caves, Meenmutty falls , pookat lake and so on. But we decided we rather go out into the plantation and learn more about that. So the next day morning after having rice puttu we started off to plantation with Raj Attan . RajAttan and Seetha are the owners of the Ente Veedu homestay. They are very simple people who can stand on their terrace and say all the fields you can see from here belongs to us. I should agree that its indeed pretty large. For all that they own Raj Attan was a very simple man. he took us round the plantation showing the Coffee &lt;br /&gt;plantations, describing us as to how the coffee beans get ripe and what they do through out the life cycle of the coffee plant. Coffee, pepper , cardmom, Teak wood, rose wood, silver oak , the plantation was full of different trees. We learnt a quite a bit from him. Walk in that 100 plus acres of coffee and pepper was very informative and Njoyable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/SOtkAIHUL7I/AAAAAAAABuc/mPigBfyQcc0/s1600-h/Kalyana+Mantapam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/SOtkAIHUL7I/AAAAAAAABuc/mPigBfyQcc0/s320/Kalyana+Mantapam.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254403343598759858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the way back we stopped by their family temple where the idol is around 800 years old. We went by the ruins of a jain temple ans saw some inscriptions in Kannada on them. It was a known fact that rajas of Mysore ruled that area and even tippu sultan ruled the area. Tippu Sultan used one of such jain temple to store the ammunation in fight against the british. That is how the name Sultan Bathery gained its prominence in wayanad area.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;            We decided to sit back and relax that day. Unfortunately we booked the accomdation only for two days and there was no acco available for us to sit back and relax. We always improve in our way of Doing things. Last time we were on vaccation at Andaman we went with no accomdation but had the to and fro and tickets. This time we neither had the accomdation nor the return ticket. With no return ticket nor the accomdation we were in the seventh heaven not knowing where to go. Seetha Aunty managed to get the return ticket for us and also gave us temporary accomdation in a room which was booked by few folks who were yet to arrive. We spent our time reading about Kerala and their food items and mythological stories concering the place. In the evening we settled ourself on the tree top accomdation. It was so cool to stay on the tree top hut where we werent disturbed by anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Overall had a very nice break and Njoied our vaccation at Wayanad and back to Bangalore ( infact the rainy season wasnt ovewr and when we returned home it rained a bit and that made it look Bangalore beautiful ....)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-4196882929792997118?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/4196882929792997118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=4196882929792997118&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4196882929792997118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4196882929792997118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-was-345-in-morning-when-bus-stopped.html' title='Wayanad - A Tryst with Nature'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/SOtciN86aRI/AAAAAAAABtc/jghvgtSapi0/s72-c/Paddy+fields+in+front+of+EnteVeedu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-7581614088480616248</id><published>2008-09-28T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T23:21:34.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NanoWrimo</title><content type='html'>Yup , this time you got it wrong ... Its nothing to do with Tata's Nano or Mamata or singur  ... :) (Guess the hang over of the debate on Tata's Nano isnt down the drain for me ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write a thon ... I attended a Walkathon and a marathon now I m  all geared for Write-a-thon ... Yes writing a novel of 50,000 words just for the pleasure of writing.&lt;br /&gt;Its the time to get your thoughts up into words, who knows the shakespere in you ...&lt;br /&gt;Ok, atleast a chetan bhagath (Ypu know right , How I hate his novels , even I can call them so ....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get the details and join me in this write-a-thon ...&lt;br /&gt;If you wish to wish me "All the best" , I suggest you pass on the wishes to the readers of my new novel ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out details at &lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org"&gt;Nanowrimo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m yet to make up my mind on what I want to write ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-7581614088480616248?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/7581614088480616248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=7581614088480616248&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/7581614088480616248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/7581614088480616248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2008/09/nanowrimo.html' title='NanoWrimo'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-3880442233964996507</id><published>2008-09-21T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T21:17:04.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock on ....</title><content type='html'>A dream lived, A desire fulfilled, An aim achieved  ... Its much more, Its the bond between friends , Its the acceptance of past , Its pure &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PASSION&lt;/span&gt;. Its pure joy to watch &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rock on&lt;/span&gt; on the celluloid, the dream of four youngsters that breaks the lifes and makes their lifes. The seamless blend of the past and present by the director makes it lot more entertaining. Music that makes us pump the fist and tap the feet along with the romantic number makes it very lively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has pumped back some adrenalin in me ... Its so difficult to come in acceptance with past, come to terms with it rather than running away but when that happens new avenues show up and the spring comes back alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farhan Aktar  the cross product of a great actress and a wonderful poet , a director himself who gave us DCH acted , I should say lived the role to the perfection. It proves my point (which I made many years ago) that its lot easier for a director to act because he is clear and the rest will follow. His voice so different that it gave a different feel to the music itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shankar Mahadevan &amp; Gang seamlessly integrated the rock music into the bollywood with such a touch of professionalism that it feels like rock genre been there for years in bollywoods music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The timing of the movie is also so perfect ... The maturity in audience makes the movie more acceptable just not in multiplexes but a lot more. Last time I was in palace grounds to attend a rock music fest I was really impressed and realised it lot more when I was at IIM amongst the folks swinging their heads trying virtually to strum the guitar, the penetration of the rock into the  ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS :- The flow stopped .. unable to continue .. will come up with a new post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-3880442233964996507?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/3880442233964996507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=3880442233964996507&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/3880442233964996507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/3880442233964996507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2008/09/rock-on.html' title='Rock on ....'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-9220313286718159914</id><published>2008-09-14T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:15:57.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aum Ganeshaya Na</title><content type='html'>Ganesha was found in jovial mood walking near kailasha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganesha :- "Bachna ae haseeno lo mai aagaya ....hmhu hu hu ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narada :- Narayan Natayan, aap tho aagaye hai kailash vaapas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganesha :-  pranam Narada ... I am back from Bangalore after Ganesha festival ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narada :- Naarayan Naarayan ... One can see that Ganesha, The Brahmachari is singing "bachna ae haseena ......." ... I m sure you have been entertained by your devotees on your Bday ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganesha :- What to say Naradamaharshi ? Devotees have been playing loud music all along all the pandals and being there few songs caught my attention too ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narada :- Naarayan Naarayan .... You are also being more partial to Bollywood , coming from Bangalore have you not been confronted by any kannada activists ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganesha :- "Jinka Marina Jinka Marina ..." It helped me to come out of it ....&lt;br /&gt;           ok Narada maharshi, I have an appointment and iam getting late for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narada :-  With whom ganesha ..... (Looking at the ears of ganesha),Looks like your ears have swollen and they are dark red in colour ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganesha :- Ha ! What can I say Narda, they played such loud music, disturbing every one and without even concern towards me that Iam right next to thouse loud speakers ....  That is why I took an appointment with Dhanvatri(Doctor for Gods)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narada :- Quite understandable .... Hope you have Njoied your visit to Bangalore and got a chance to see the Malls and Multiplexes ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganesha :- I sneaked out a bit and visited those malls, I should say they are extravagant ... But the Traffic out there is horrible and my back is almost gone going through those pot holes on the road &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narada :- Narayan , Naarayan .... Looks like this year your visit to Bangalore havent gone that well, May be you can request parameshwara to give you his vehicle Nandi( Bull) which is more rugged for Bangalore roads ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganesha :- Narada, you are talking as if you havent visited Bangalore for a long time now .... If you want to commute with in the city Mushika (rat ) is better as it can sequeeze between the vehicles like those two wheelers ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narada :- You have become wise Ganesha .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganesha :- Instead of asking for Nandi, next time I will ask to bump up the security levels on earth, considering the festival season anti social elements are trying to disrupt the society ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narada :- narayana, Now I understand your leelas of why you wanted gods to go down and stay on earth for some time .... BTW Ganesha I heard rising prices is causing a havoc in Bangalore ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganesha :- They have sold the mango leaves for 10 rs Narada and few devotees (like that fellow pv) didnt even get the mango leaves to tie as a symbol of festive season .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narada :- Narayan  Naarayan ..... times are changing, we need to change .... BTW its time for your appointment too ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-9220313286718159914?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/9220313286718159914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=9220313286718159914&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/9220313286718159914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/9220313286718159914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2008/09/aum-ganeshaya-na.html' title='Aum Ganeshaya Na'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-5987268985674492671</id><published>2007-10-03T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T07:03:31.212-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life As it Happens'/><title type='text'>My sunshine .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kyon aaj kal neend kam khwab jaada hai&lt;br /&gt;lagta khuda ka koi ek iraada hai&lt;br /&gt;kya mujhe pyaar hai ya aisa ghumaar hai ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;          Life in all its sweetness let me experience one of its miracles, a lifes miracle. When the sun god tried his best to come out of the thick clouds in this country of crazy weather i always had tough time getting out of my slumber.&lt;br /&gt;I was neither lost in the slumber nor the conciousness had its full effect. Its called the "Neither world".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Today morning was different , my miss little sunshine called me to wake me up . It made such a huge difference , such a difference that Im able pen down my thoughts here.  It was one of the sweetest things I experienced in the recent past. I was completely energetic , completely fresh. Though night had disturbed me with all its dreams whose meaning I search in vain . Most often than I wish for my early morning start had been bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I believe in the fact that our mental state is reflected in the way we sleep and how our day goes depends on how we get up from the bed. It was a battle with myself every night and day I m waging a war against myself and that is the toughest war i have ever waged. As my brother says it "Perhaps the times definition of coal is diamond ...." and I m waiting for the time to come. But today was a lot different , different from the heaviness that lingers my cebreal hemisphere, the moisture that covers the retinal layers as I rub my eyes early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       One voice can it make so much difference. The engineer in me never agreed to it but the poet in me always believed that. It was the victory of the poet over engineer and that is what I always wished for. To get up  to the sweet ones wishes is one of the best things anybody can wish for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          It made me realize how wonderful life had been. I was all excited and enthusiastic for the day ahead though some dirty job was pending at my work place. Its a feeling I fail to explain in words. I dont feel that quite often. Its like a fresh jolt of energy entering in. Its like having all the smiles captured and smeared on my face. As I was brushing and looking myself in the mirror I was all smiling ...... So it was a great kick start for my day ......... Its cho chweeet .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:- As I m writing this post I am yawning , the desire to go back to bed and again be woken up by my miss little sunshine is asking me to sleep again:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-5987268985674492671?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/5987268985674492671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=5987268985674492671&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5987268985674492671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5987268985674492671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-sunshine.html' title='My sunshine .....'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-6804627056455473089</id><published>2007-09-21T15:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T15:07:43.584-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>GTD - Get Things Done</title><content type='html'>oh! my God ... the credit card bill last date is over  .... Damn my mobile connection is cut because I didnt pay the bill ... I have not paid my insurance premium ..... I m not sure if these things ever happened to you, but it happens to me every day. Life suddenly looks chaotic I shout and need someones help to tell me its gonna be ok (most times I tell myself) and list out the things and prioritize and see some clarity in them. A week gone and the clarity is also gone. But life is smooth as credit card bills comes only once a month, no one to ask what work are u doing, no bugs assigned to you .... its all jolly jolly .... Then the confusion comes back to me , its so eager to be with me and I see all chaos , and the mantra I follow is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Move your ass, Bend your back, Kick the butt ..." I need to push myself to get my ass off the seat , bend my spine so that I kick the butt of the pending task that it no more remains pending. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do more with less" ...  "Stick it up !!! Get it done" ... "7 ways you can be effective" .... "Be your Manager ...." these form wonderful selfhelp book names , given  time (and also some one to edit my spelling mistakes) I can be on the #1 best selling list for my new self help book "I will move your choose ?" or "Has your cheese been moved" by writing some cheesy greasy stuff ......  I for one is not a big fan of the self help books.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this book of brain tracy a 127 page book titled "Eat the Frog" . I dont mind laying my hands on this for an hour to go through it. But I m impressed with the Google books have to say about this.  A quote in a review actually impressed me and it made more sense to me now, as I m on the spree to organise myself ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;There is one quality that one must possess to win, and that is definiteness of purpose, the knowledge of what one wants and a burning desire to achieve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;--&gt; Definiteness of Purpose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;          I need clarity when I have to see the definiteness of the purpose. Clarity comes only with time and its an iterative process ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;--&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Knowledge of what one wants &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;          When we know this we are 50% done . Its so difficult and the reason is it is present at various granularities.&lt;br /&gt;I want an icecream .... Do I rwally want an icecream .. No I want some thing that is cold to eat and gives me pleasure ......&lt;br /&gt;So why not a kulfi .... Ya actually that will be lot better ... so from icecream to kulfi change is because the bottom line is pleasure and I felt kulfi gives me more pleasure than icecream ... what the heck PV is saying ? That it needs to be peeled like an onion to get the knowledge of what one wnats and its a tough process i admit ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Burning Desire to acieve it &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           When I need it I get it ... the desire to get it must burn us down  ... Its desire that makes me walk towards what I want ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok there ends the Gyaan .... Its my blog my way .... I started using this MonkeyGTD which is based on tiddly wiki .&lt;br /&gt;Its a very nice way to store the tasks and seperate them into contexts and projects.&lt;br /&gt;The way it is organise is what that caught me attention. I m not a man of todo lists and i admit that i dont sit and plan at the start of the day as to what I want to achieve. I started to fell the necessity of planning and having looked at some productivity tools this one happened to catch my attention and it is useful ... So you can try it out and see if this can be of any benefit to you guys also .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Links abt the things I was referring to ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=RQmIFOAkVigC&amp;dq=&amp;pg=PP1&amp;ots=3Y48s2YbJF&amp;sig=o-LpL2-51KuL-yre20a2-Iq2ONo&amp;prev=http://www.google.com/search%3Fhl%3Den%26q%3DEat%2Bthe%2BFrog%2BBook%2B%26btnG%3DGoogle%2BSearch&amp;sa=X&amp;oi=print&amp;ct=title"&gt;Eat the Frog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://monkeygtd.tiddlyspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MonkeyGTD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tiddlywiki.com/"&gt;Tiddlywiki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m providing the screen shot here .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RvRAjvjtDcI/AAAAAAAABG8/wvzVicjvdvg/s1600-h/monkeyGTD.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RvRAjvjtDcI/AAAAAAAABG8/wvzVicjvdvg/s400/monkeyGTD.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112782459778174402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-6804627056455473089?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/6804627056455473089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=6804627056455473089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/6804627056455473089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/6804627056455473089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/09/gtd-get-things-done.html' title='GTD - Get Things Done'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RvRAjvjtDcI/AAAAAAAABG8/wvzVicjvdvg/s72-c/monkeyGTD.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-2795450153872829221</id><published>2007-09-18T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T18:42:41.094-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life As it Happens'/><title type='text'>Its me PV</title><content type='html'>This place of mine looks familiar to me. Not a distant past I moved here. Free like a bird I swayed like a daffodil here. Words came out of heart so much that my keyboard couldnt catch up with the speed. Then like the way seasons change and the rivers dry up, this place became dried without my words. But now the fall has come back with its beautiful colours , the red tulips , golden sunflowers .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what happened to me all these days ...? Was I sent to a forest like pandavas and didnt have internet connection there ... or did I have a writers block (Chips , I will pay royalty for using the wirters block funda) .&lt;br /&gt;or Is it because I didnt see chakde India and couldnt write a review .. (urvi I decided not to write a review after reading your wonderful review on ur blog) .... Then did I become like my good old friend chandu (Nope I m half the way close for my wicket fall ...) Or did christmas come so I stopped blogging like prasad ( I wont reveal anything prasad maams ....) ... One fine day did I started to follow foot steps of Mehak and no posts on blog ...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Nothing of that happened ... I think I took a break and it was needed to , For few reasons my blog also caught attention and there were suddnely people telling me PV you write wonderful , and there was some attention around my blog. People who know me knows that I dont mind being in the eyes of others ... But blog is some thing that always had been close to my heart and for some reason I didnt want lots of folks hanging around my wonderful place .... so by now they all would have disappeared and so the SUN decided to come out of the clouds ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might write Gyaans Unlimited (Off late I realised how much Gyaan I write ) , Comparisions beyond comparision (I wish kalidasa was alive to read my comparisions and I m sure he would hve either killed me or commited suicide), but my words flow from my heart and I m back with my heart open and with the words flowing ....... straight from the heart blossoms again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am at present having crossed few oceans I m in this country where a serial killer is an iconic figure and gets every channel to flash across the images , where the fears loom all over for they instead of attacking their fears they attack other countries ... (Oops This is what I didnt want to write a sarcastic one ) ......  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love chaos theory ...  I see order only in chaos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RvB66WOotII/AAAAAAAABGU/TBBymULyeeU/s1600-h/bed_dirty.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RvB66WOotII/AAAAAAAABGU/TBBymULyeeU/s400/bed_dirty.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111720719883482242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont blink ... I do can keep stuff clean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RvB7TWOotJI/AAAAAAAABGc/B3Zu1FqzUI8/s1600-h/Bed_clean.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RvB7TWOotJI/AAAAAAAABGc/B3Zu1FqzUI8/s400/Bed_clean.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111721149380211858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rest here after a days Hard work (hardly work .... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RvB832OotKI/AAAAAAAABGk/dyCRa5EHnlg/s1600-h/Sofa_dirty.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RvB832OotKI/AAAAAAAABGk/dyCRa5EHnlg/s400/Sofa_dirty.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111722875957064866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy Noodles with Pringles ... Good for DInner not for a brike :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RvB9tGOotLI/AAAAAAAABGs/55BbDhqgun8/s1600-h/Noodles.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RvB9tGOotLI/AAAAAAAABGs/55BbDhqgun8/s400/Noodles.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111723790785098930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love when my refrigrator is full ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RvB992OotMI/AAAAAAAABG0/JpLrdA4Dc40/s1600-h/Refrigrator.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RvB992OotMI/AAAAAAAABG0/JpLrdA4Dc40/s400/Refrigrator.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111724078547907778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-2795450153872829221?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/2795450153872829221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=2795450153872829221&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/2795450153872829221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/2795450153872829221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-me-pv.html' title='Its me PV'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RvB66WOotII/AAAAAAAABGU/TBBymULyeeU/s72-c/bed_dirty.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-8901945354291569321</id><published>2007-09-03T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T22:51:40.471-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetic Musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Difficult are the ways to &lt;br /&gt;carve hard rock,&lt;br /&gt;A sharp chisel fractures it ,&lt;br /&gt;one with a blunt edge has no effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The course of shaping &lt;br /&gt;demands patience,&lt;br /&gt;Few know the formula&lt;br /&gt;for perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times stone repels to &lt;br /&gt;actions of sculptors,&lt;br /&gt;For it has no idea about &lt;br /&gt;effect of his acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chipping away the &lt;br /&gt;unwanted parts,&lt;br /&gt;He gets out "Figure" &lt;br /&gt;existing in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still there is no joy&lt;br /&gt;revealed on his face,&lt;br /&gt;He continues with his&lt;br /&gt;laborious process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A smile emerges when the &lt;br /&gt;stone turns into a MasterPiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stones turning into Master Pieces &lt;br /&gt;offer their gratitude to their sculptors.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Advanced Teachers day .... I used to like this day a lot ... &lt;br /&gt;The above lines were written by yours humbly while I was studying .... I wanted to send a card to my teachers , blame it on my not having time or me I m not able to come up with new words that are better than these . SO I plan to send the same to my Teachers ..... CJM sir, Gods Very Precious , Tiwari Mam , You all have made so much difference in my life, for I owe all thats instilled in me to you all.&lt;br /&gt;Its true that i dont kepp in touch after leaving college , work friends masti all took over me , but all I want to say is you will always remain in my heart and I will tell about you all even to my Grand children How lucky I was to be your student.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-8901945354291569321?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/8901945354291569321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=8901945354291569321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/8901945354291569321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/8901945354291569321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/09/difficult-are-ways-to-carve-hard-rock.html' title=''/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-5372749799281221481</id><published>2007-08-15T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:10:03.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Two years ....</title><content type='html'>Today marks the completion of two years in my present company. Thats the longest I have ever stayed in any company. The previous two stints were for 11 months and 5 months. It feels good to stick on to one place. Though in between I felt the need to move out, I had to tell myself this too shall pass and the good phase will begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness doesnt lie in doing what you like, it lies in liking what you do. What a beautiful statement is it !!!! Looks like likes change with respect to time. I hated eating rasam rice few years back, and these days I just love that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on look out for secret for permenant happiness, the happiness that lasts forever, no bouts of dissatisfaction , disagreement or dismissals. Is there anything that can give me a everlasting happiness. Is there any potion which when drunk can take me there. Not sure of its existance, even if it exists not sure whether I will have faith on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that I tend to depend my happiness on others actions or reactions. Its the expectations that was leading me to misery. But its not so easy to just accept and not expect. ok ok ok thats the end of the Gyaan for the day ..... Lemme get try to do some work atleast today :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-5372749799281221481?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/5372749799281221481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=5372749799281221481&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5372749799281221481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5372749799281221481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/08/two-years.html' title='Two years ....'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-6165702430636050571</id><published>2007-08-09T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T22:01:19.561-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>I m missing you my blog</title><content type='html'>My Blog ,You had been so much part of my life , I m missing you. I feel so stressed out that I m not able to give myself to write the post. I remember chips blog stating about "Writers Block". But I m not a writer , may be I m also having a block.&lt;br /&gt;My Life is gonna enter some new waters in the near future. I m not afraid of the winds, nor the heavy tides. I m not afraid of the direction , I neither fear the unknown. But I still have some fear in me ....... I m gonna be back here soon and will start Njoing my blogging soon ........  If any one is visitng this blog even today to see if I posted some thing then Thanks to them and all I can say is I will be back and happy to know that people do visit my blog even if I dont write :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-6165702430636050571?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/6165702430636050571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=6165702430636050571&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/6165702430636050571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/6165702430636050571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-m-missing-you-my-blog.html' title='I m missing you my blog'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-8125407983900417746</id><published>2007-08-02T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T03:32:11.440-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life As it Happens'/><title type='text'>I have all the time</title><content type='html'>No time for blog no time for friends ..... Thats not what PV is. I completely agree that I happened to be on the slower side in my blogging. Thats because .... I will tell some other time.  Time is like butterfly, the more chase behind it the more it lets you chase, you stand still it sits on your shoulder.off late I m trying to chase time rather than being stand still. Lots of changes happening on personal side, so some amount of concentration and time is dedicated to it conciously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m not a resonable man who keeps giving reasons for not doing things. If I havent done something it only means that I havent done it. So here are few things I wanted to do but didnt do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Post Regularly&lt;br /&gt;-- Call up Kris Pal&lt;br /&gt;-- Reply to Urvis mail&lt;br /&gt;-- Mail to Platform9 about happenings&lt;br /&gt;-- Read a Book&lt;br /&gt;-- Go to Goa/koonoor with c n p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Top few things that are bothering me as of now is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- I m not at all organised&lt;br /&gt;-- I m highly Untidy&lt;br /&gt;-- professionally I have dug in multiple places Need to build strength in a single area &lt;br /&gt;-- I m lot more under confident these days and I m hating that and I m trying to fight over it , but some how not able to win the battle. I need to struggle hard and be lot more confident. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be regular at blogs , just need to plan my timing and be more organised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-8125407983900417746?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/8125407983900417746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=8125407983900417746&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/8125407983900417746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/8125407983900417746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-have-all-time.html' title='I have all the time'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-6637711722136421691</id><published>2007-07-18T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T23:27:18.212-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Sweet rememberance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/Rp8D_Yj9l5I/AAAAAAAAAxM/-BLJa4WeP94/s1600-h/SweetRememberance.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/Rp8D_Yj9l5I/AAAAAAAAAxM/-BLJa4WeP94/s400/SweetRememberance.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088790491411879826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of my gang .... taken 5 years ago ... I like this pic and the way we were standing :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-6637711722136421691?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/6637711722136421691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=6637711722136421691&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/6637711722136421691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/6637711722136421691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/07/sweet-rememberance.html' title='Sweet rememberance'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/Rp8D_Yj9l5I/AAAAAAAAAxM/-BLJa4WeP94/s72-c/SweetRememberance.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-4122888964091482958</id><published>2007-07-17T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T22:39:34.663-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Potluck Pool Party</title><content type='html'>This is a piece of mail sent to my team by one of our colleagues in US(A) about the potluck pool party at his house. He has a pool at his house and a lawn that can accomdate whole team (must be 25 people) and their families. oh! boy I wish I could attend this potluck pool party :) ...  The important thing is the excerpt from his mail which is pasted below ,it sounded so nice , sarcastic with a pinch of comedy in it. I wanted to reply to him and say that was nice mail, but on a second thought I didnt do it :) .... Here it is apiece from his mail which caught my attention ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have limited outdoor seating, so if you have collapsible lawn furniture that you can bring for yourself or to share with others, please let me know. Otherwise, there is adequate lawn, porch, and pool-edge space to sit and interact with everyone. Water features include a pool with a shallow end of about 3 feet deep and a deep end of about 8 feet (no diving, please). Attendees with non-buoyant children (or even non-buoyant non-children) might want to provide either personal buoyancy compensation or avail themselves of post-party, host-provided bottom retrieval services. (Post retrieval disposal services not included.) For colder-blooded members, there is a four-person hot tub within food-handing range of the grill for convenient warmth on the inside and outside. For modest members, there is a private indoor room with a shower, but that's hardly in the spirit of the party. The same as the last party, the intent is to have everyone get their feet wet. Non-compliance might result in an encounter with a psychotic with a garden hose that I can assure you will not dispense warm water. In the event of rain (God forbid) there should be enough room in, around, and under the porch for comfort for a limited time. (Note to self: clean basement pending forecast.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-4122888964091482958?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/4122888964091482958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=4122888964091482958&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4122888964091482958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4122888964091482958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/07/potluck-pool-party.html' title='Potluck Pool Party'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-1632656809849655547</id><published>2007-07-16T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T00:19:18.597-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Just do it - I need that</title><content type='html'>Suddenly life looks so hectic , I just made my todo list on friday and Im just shocked to see the no of things on my plate and i eneded up spending whole weekend without touching the todo list :( :( I need to change I need to improve I need to learn. God give me the strength , give me the poenergy give me the power.&lt;br /&gt;I just want the whole world to stand still for 2 weeks and I catch up with all my things and then the world can start working again. So I need atleast two weeks of time to catch up with things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a training for whole week ... I didnt even do the preperatory assignments ...&lt;br /&gt;parents are coming ... new stretch project , old project is in an unknown direction , not able to get any help :( :( ... so much do to do ... commom PV just get up and handle the tasks, clear one by one and emerge as a winner ..... just move it ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-1632656809849655547?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/1632656809849655547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=1632656809849655547&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/1632656809849655547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/1632656809849655547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-do-it-i-need-that.html' title='Just do it - I need that'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-68083523314971320</id><published>2007-07-11T00:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T00:27:27.537-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life As it Happens'/><title type='text'>Im here to stay ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RpSAjvaClSI/AAAAAAAAAxE/HuXAFrx9L4E/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RpSAjvaClSI/AAAAAAAAAxE/HuXAFrx9L4E/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085831230717596962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... So time seems to be running faster, I m giving best shot to Njoi and have fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m selected for attending a 4 day training arranged by my company. I thought I will just land there have fun , sit in the last bench sleep for some time , draw caricatures of instructors, make new friends , crack some jokes and was all exited about that. A 4 day break at Hyderabad at a posh place with good food and great ambiance ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now Few pre course assignments landed up in my inbox :( 5 Hrs of basic training on Finance :( :( so I will be talking about profit , revenue , base cost and all that stuff , I m also supposed to make a business proposal and the best part is they are gonna video tape and scrutinise ... My accomdation and food transport everything is taken care ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like there are lot more things happening in my life and time seems to be flying in jiffies , my brother is gonna leave to US during my training and I might have to do up and down Bangalore and Hyderabad for a day :( .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also sent the attire details , no jeans no t-shirts ,no shorts only bussiness wear.. thank god they didnt say tie is must :) I think the time is coming for me to change my ward robe :) ... so week end I might have to do some shopping so that I manage a decent formal dress for the training  ...... I also asked saka about a photo shootout for myself, dont guess the reasons when time comes I shall reveal :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m actually feeling damn lazy today though I have things on my plate and I still hungry :) :) On wednesday I m already plannin for week end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-68083523314971320?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/68083523314971320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=68083523314971320&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/68083523314971320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/68083523314971320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-here-to-stay.html' title='Im here to stay ....'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RpSAjvaClSI/AAAAAAAAAxE/HuXAFrx9L4E/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-3655739892798664102</id><published>2007-07-10T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T01:50:59.107-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophical Thoughts'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Who is the Captain ?? Its HE or me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the night that covers me, &lt;br /&gt;Black as the Pit from pole to pole,&lt;br /&gt;I thank whatever gods may be &lt;br /&gt;For my unconquerable soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the fell clutch of circumstance &lt;br /&gt;I have not winced nor cried aloud.&lt;br /&gt;Under the bludgeonings of chance &lt;br /&gt;My head is bloody, but unbowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond this place of wrath and tears &lt;br /&gt;Looms but the horror of the shade,&lt;br /&gt;And yet the menace of the years &lt;br /&gt;Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It matters not how strait the gate, &lt;br /&gt;How charged with punishments the scroll,&lt;br /&gt;I am the master of my fate; &lt;br /&gt;I am the captain of my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      This ome actually pumps my energy levels and the state I m in I need the energy levels to be pumped up to take the things in the right direction. I am the captain of my soul ... God I know you r the captain but I still claim to be captain only because I still dont have enough Faith that I let you be the captain and let you take the boat to a destination of your choice . I know that you know the best, but I do have a mind. My mind keeps coming in between and tries to guess and reduces Faith. ANyways even if I say I m the captain and take control of my boat , dont leave me and be with me and teach me so that I will take the boat in right direction ........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-3655739892798664102?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/3655739892798664102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=3655739892798664102&amp;isPopup=true' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/3655739892798664102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/3655739892798664102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/07/who-is-captain-its-he-or-me-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-8162448987765598286</id><published>2007-07-04T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T23:54:02.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling senti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RoyVDvaClRI/AAAAAAAAAw8/m5bD8kCryrc/s1600-h/DCH.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RoyVDvaClRI/AAAAAAAAAw8/m5bD8kCryrc/s400/DCH.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083601970892281106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m feeling damn senti today, dont know what happened ...  Just want to sit there silently on that beach shore with out talking anything looking at the bird flyin over the sea and the huge boat appearing as a tiny little dot ......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-8162448987765598286?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/8162448987765598286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=8162448987765598286&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/8162448987765598286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/8162448987765598286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/07/feeling-senti.html' title='Feeling senti'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RoyVDvaClRI/AAAAAAAAAw8/m5bD8kCryrc/s72-c/DCH.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-5826047985919375464</id><published>2007-07-02T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T22:49:09.538-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Few happenings ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Main aisaa kyun hoon main aisa kyun hoon&lt;br /&gt;Main jaisa hoon main waisa kyoon hoon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      ok I dont think so any one can answer that question other than me. It was around two in the afternoon I got a call from an unknown number. Wondering who it could be, thinking them to be some credit card folks I picked up the call.&lt;br /&gt;"Sir are you at your home ?" asked the other end without introducing themselves. I asked whom they were looking for and his answer conveyed that he infact dialled the right number. I asked him the reason for taking the pains to call me and he said address verification for my post paid connection. Its almost an year back that I had taken this and now they want to do address verification sounded a bit odd to me. I told him I m at my office and told him will not be back at home till 8:30 in the night. I also told that I m unhappy with airtel for sending for verification after an year of taking connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My watch showed 7:45 and the again a call from the same number. I picked up the call and the other end asked me "Saar you are coming home at 8:30 right saar ...". I was wondering why this guy is interested in at what time I m going home. So on enquiring I found that this guy joined very recently in his job and his boss wants him to finish the verification today. I felt so  bad for making him wait so much. How could I have imagined that he had to get it done just that day.If I would have known I would have reached home a lil more earlier. I like such dedicated people and I could imagine the fear in him, as it was his new job and his boss wants it to be done that day itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way to Delhi I boarded the air deccan flight. This was first time I went in air deccan.  The moment I was on board I slept off. A beautiful voice asked me 'What you would like to have sir" and I asked for some sandwich and coffee and also a bottle of water. She gave me all thes and then asked me for some huge amount of money. I didnt know what it was for ... I then used my lil brain and ralised that here they infact selling them. I realised it was too late to give it back so I paid the money and Njoied those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more incident that happened was on my way back to bangalore from lucknow. I bought readers digest so that I will read it on the flight and kept it inside my wild craft bag. I steeped inside the flight and realised that my seat is next to an elderly couple. As always they were completely observing what I was doing giving those smiles of theirs. I could make out that they are traditional old couple probably form taminadu. They were chanting some thing and praying before the take off and I could see the curiosity in the old man to talk. I had my readers digest with me and also I took out a book on kabir dohe and kept it outside. I noticed some change in body language and face expressions in the couple once they looked at those books. I thought its my mind which is thinking that way. I closed my eyes and started dreaming. When I got up to read the readers digest I realised that the front cover of it had title 'Sex for seniors' and some tips.  I wasnt much concious of it.&lt;br /&gt;Thank heavens I realised, felt bit embrassed and put the book inside the flap present infront of me and read kabir ki dohe .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-5826047985919375464?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/5826047985919375464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=5826047985919375464&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5826047985919375464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5826047985919375464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/07/few-happenings.html' title='Few happenings ...'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-7823491111326681773</id><published>2007-06-28T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T22:38:55.175-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>PV's little Desires</title><content type='html'>Lots and Lots of pending tasks , desires .... The Mansoon clean up time has come :)&lt;br /&gt;Though I have been on top of lots of important things , infact the most important things of life, some where down the lane I lost those small things which I Wanted to do but my laziness didnt allow me to do (Actually it has been some tough road last few months ...... so couldnt concentrate on these .....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Hammock at the back side of my house under the tree ... I need to get one log as distance between 2 trees is like 15 ft and ideal distance for hammock is 9 ft ..... I will surely love this one , just sitting there on a week end afternoon reading some book with sipping lemonade may be sleeping off on it with a cow bot hat on my face ..... ( I m already lost in dreams ... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Swimming classes .... this is one long standing desire ...  Actually a colleague of mine is ready to teach any time , just that I m not able plan my timings .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Learning Guitar ... I think this is a life long saga , My guitar is already 2 years old , of course sri is using it regularly I need to plan and put it on my schedule some how .... (Even if it is for one month .....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Around bangalore on my cycle .... kadugodi to Forum to MG Road to Majestic to Ksturba road to Ulsoor to KR Puram and back to kadugodi ...  ( Actually I myself got scared by looking at the route) but I will give it a shot next month now that weather is nice .... ( I m sure not even half I can do but no harm dreaming big)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Play cricket .... This has become a dream cha cha cha so bad ... Now in office they started new building in the cricket ground  ... if I become some regulatory authority just like every school should have that slide, see-saw  I will put a rule saying every office should have some out door space for games also .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme see how it goes ........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-7823491111326681773?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/7823491111326681773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=7823491111326681773&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/7823491111326681773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/7823491111326681773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/06/pvs-little-desires.html' title='PV&apos;s little Desires'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-222063635634311096</id><published>2007-06-27T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T22:30:20.645-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophical Thoughts'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HowCanIConveythingswithoutspaces. ThoseBlankSpaceswhichIhaveneverrealisedthevalue, thosethatlaysilentlybetweenthewordsasif theyarenotexistant. Whatanimportancetheyhavegot? Onenevergetstoseethebeautyofthoseblankspacesforwebelievetheydontaddvalueto thestatements.Justlikethesilenceinlife. Therecomesatimeinlifewhenthesilencebetweenthethoughtssilencebetweenthe wordssilence betweentheactionsmakelotofsense.Thesilenceaddsbeautytoourlifes ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HowCa nICo nveyth ingswith outsp aces. Those Bl ankSp aceswhic hIhav eneverr ealisedt hevalue, tho set hatlay silentlybe tweenthewo rdsas if theyare notexi stant. What animport anceth eyhavegot? Onene verget stosee thebeauty ofthoseblan kspac esf orwebelie vetheydon taddva lueto  thest atemen ts.Justl ikethe silence inlif e. Th ereco mesatim einlif ewhent hesilenc ebetween thetho ughtss ilencebet weent he wor dssilenc e bet ween theac tionsm akelot ofsen se.The silenc eaddsb eautyt oourl i fes ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I did was to remove spaces from what I wanted to convey in the first case and in the second paragraph I kept the spaces at wrong places. How difficult it has become to read. It contained all the information and only thing that was missing was 'BLANK SPACE'. Below are the sentences with spaces at right places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Can I Convey things without spaces. Those Blank Spaces which I have never realised the value, those that lay silently between the words as if they are not existant. What an importance they have got? One never gets to see the beauty of those blank spaces for we believe they dont add value to the statements.Just like the silence in life. There comes a time in life when the silence between the thoughts silence between the words silence between the actions make lot of sense.The silence adds beauty to our lifes ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In believe we forget the importance of the emptiness. It adds lot of value ... This is some concept I picked up from paulo coelho's The Witch of Portobello (that reminds me that I need to write a review ... Week end shud be a good time to do that if I dont pick up one more book). I liked the concept well and I thought I will share with you all, of course as always I added my own pinch of salt and spices and made it PV's way ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:- I left the Title Empty for now I know it also makes sense&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-222063635634311096?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/222063635634311096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=222063635634311096&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/222063635634311096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/222063635634311096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/06/howcaniconveythingswithoutspaces.html' title=''/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-8238576187022209473</id><published>2007-06-27T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T03:01:16.800-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tours and Travel'/><title type='text'>Updates Coming soon</title><content type='html'>I have lots lots lots to say ......  I m not even sure if ever I will be able to write abt all of them ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a journey from Dandakaranya(Down south near my home town Kothagudem ) to Naimisharanya (A place in UP in sitapur dist ... 140Km away from lucknow). Lots of events  and thank heavens things went smooth. I m all happy happy bubbly bubbly ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naimisharanya is a very significant place on earth . It is called the vaikuntha on earth ... it is said that one gets the power of performing ashwamedha yaga by going to that place and all of a sudden on earth when I was happily Njoing the mansoom setting in in bangalore I had to go to Naimisharanya , I better get all that power of performing the ashwamedha yagna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update more abt naimisharanya and its significance tomorrow :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-8238576187022209473?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/8238576187022209473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=8238576187022209473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/8238576187022209473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/8238576187022209473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/06/updates-coming-soon.html' title='Updates Coming soon'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-627846303476191060</id><published>2007-06-20T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T00:09:48.725-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Leisure</title><content type='html'>What is this life if, full of care,&lt;br /&gt;We have no time to stand and stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time to stand beneath the boughs&lt;br /&gt;And stare as long as sheep or cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time to see, when woods we pass,&lt;br /&gt;Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time to see, in broad daylight,&lt;br /&gt;Streams full of stars, like skies at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time to turn at Beauty's glance,&lt;br /&gt;And watch her feet, how they can dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time to wait till her mouth can&lt;br /&gt;Enrich that smile her eyes began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A poor life this is if, full of care,&lt;br /&gt;We have no time to stand and stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      A wonderful poem by william Henry Davies ... Its so nice isnt it!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-627846303476191060?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/627846303476191060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=627846303476191060&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/627846303476191060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/627846303476191060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/06/leisure.html' title='Leisure'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-3298544184503988782</id><published>2007-06-18T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T22:43:25.005-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life As it Happens'/><title type='text'>One more wicket down ......</title><content type='html'>One more wicket down. Yet another batsman giving me company lost his wicket. I think after an year I will be the only batsman still batting around :). More than that my worry is after all wickets fall my life will get boring. Friends change after marriage and if some one denies then they must be lying. of course not all though. Why is everyone around me getting married so fast ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today morning a friend of mine called me and said PV I m getting married in august. I have already experienced two such surprise news from two more friends so didnt come this as a shock. But why people dont tell their friends about their marriage till they get fixed. Is it because they are apprehensive or they will only tell to the chosen few friends which i wouldnt have been part of. Its just that not one or two but three such friends out of which two of them I consider pretty close never told me till they fixed the marriage date. I mean we used to hang around share our worries joys tell each other our hikes sight the same girl wear similar T shirts and infact with one of the friends ,we stay in the same house (basically I stay in his house) and marriage is such an important part of life and such a big occassion and friends come to know after it got fixed. some how i didnt like this ......  May be people didnt want me to know , or some such thing .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways good decision , enjoy guys ur married life while I enjoy my bachelor hood. I dont want to say one looses freedom because of marriage, because that is a bit crap statement ... One thing is dont loose the kid in you after the marriage. Keep the crazyness going and of course guys dont forget to call me for lunch on week ends, how much we bachekors miss good home made food ... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-3298544184503988782?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/3298544184503988782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=3298544184503988782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/3298544184503988782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/3298544184503988782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/06/one-more-wicket-down.html' title='One more wicket down ......'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-4577728888892289784</id><published>2007-06-18T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T07:04:19.747-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life As it Happens'/><title type='text'>Time of Life</title><content type='html'>"Time grabs you by but directs you where to go &lt;br /&gt;Its nothing question about lesson learnt in time &lt;br /&gt;Its something unpredictable, but at the end its right ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song by GreenDay band is ringing in my ears. How true the words are . Even in our vedas time is considered God.&lt;br /&gt;"Kalaya namah kalaateetaya namah kalabhiravaya namah ". Time is the greatest healer, counsellor, ... and what not.I m yet again having time of my life. Lots of lessons to be learnt, the time to show some strength and to make some decisions and stand by them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week end I wanted to tell god how big my problem is , but felt stupid and decided to tell the problem how big my god is.&lt;br /&gt;So I m just hoping all things will go fine and its a matter of time. So hoping that things take the right direction and brings the rainbow across my lifes horizon. And also I want the pot of Gold at the end of the rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So along with those wonderful things in my life , like adding the spice to the curry of my life I m also having few more things going on in my head for which i dont have a solution\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Got addicted to listening to music and sleeping , and its effecting my subconcious mind. And also I m worried that my ear phones will get crushed and will get spoiled. If I get up to keep ear phones aside then I m loosing sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it should be a common problem , so if anyone has a solution do throw it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Today I was travelling via volvo bus as my bike was in office itself :( . i wanted to convey something over mobile to my friend but was very concious of surroundings ( I got inside bus from ladies side :( ). SO how in those scenarios one should convey. Like I got a dream as if my tulsi plant at home is dying as I didnt water it from last one week. I wanted a friend of mine to do that. I called him from Bus and then realised that I couldnt tell .....of course I conveyed it in a cryptic manner but not sure if there is another way ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I saw a girl sitting behind the bike and was reading a book in traffic jam. As if the surroundings were calm, as if she was sitting in a hammock in a garden she was reading the book. I wanted to ask , how she is able to do that .... I would love to learn that art ...  Stay in a busy traffic road but act as if u r in a garden relaxing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyways managed to catch up with some time while waiting for my team lead from US of A. I m sure my next job I will ensure that my group doesnt have any dealings with any country outside India. Just want to work only from 9 to 6 and concentrate on some personal growth . Its ok even if I get paid less .......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-4577728888892289784?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/4577728888892289784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=4577728888892289784&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4577728888892289784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4577728888892289784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/06/time-of-life.html' title='Time of Life'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-362109491280874625</id><published>2007-06-14T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T01:13:36.932-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Feeling Jealous ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V_rG6q10Pls"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V_rG6q10Pls" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful one .... I loved the expressions on all the three charecters ... May be thats what is called talking with the eyes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Tubes new look reminds me of the apples itunes , I m surprised how apple didnt patent this .... But I really liked the idea of Youtube to provide the related videos based on the keywords along with the embedded video.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-362109491280874625?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/362109491280874625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=362109491280874625&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/362109491280874625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/362109491280874625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/06/feeling-jealous.html' title='Feeling Jealous ...'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-4679677762019549068</id><published>2007-06-12T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T22:26:18.023-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life As it Happens'/><title type='text'>Chutuku sa update</title><content type='html'>Bread ,butter ,bournvita ,knorr soup, rasam rice , idlis …. Hoping that it is ending and I can taste a icecream or Masala Dosa now. But Todays morning news paper scared me abt chikungunya like fever . I was asked to give some blood samples for testing ….  I m just praying that what I had in the last four days was the usual sickness and my body pains are only related to my weakness ….. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So many twists and turns Life looks just beautiful … Master painter wanted to put some contrasting colors on the canvas of my life. I say to him just use the cool blue and his strokes paint  crismson red.  So I decided to wait and watch … &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to sound negative at all right !!!! I m all positive and high spirited with all the josh …. One more sad thing is I m going for a hair cut today. So this marks the end of my long hair era and no more people will refer to me as the long haired guy L or ask me if I was doing some modeling as part time job J. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like long hair and cold are two anti things and I need to get rid of my long hair if I want to get rid of my cold … Then I ask how come all the females in the world don’t have cold … who ever coined these superstitious stuff I m gonna sue him/her. Though the Truth is most of the times when I had cold , a hair cut helped me. So decided to go for it ………&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-4679677762019549068?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/4679677762019549068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=4679677762019549068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4679677762019549068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4679677762019549068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/06/chutuku-sa-update.html' title='Chutuku sa update'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-2284120302706998616</id><published>2007-06-07T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T22:26:20.140-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life As it Happens'/><title type='text'>When Tears taste sweet ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. &lt;br /&gt;I love thee to the depth and breadth and height &lt;br /&gt;My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight &lt;br /&gt;For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. &lt;br /&gt;I love thee to the level of every day's &lt;br /&gt;Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. &lt;br /&gt;I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; &lt;br /&gt;I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. &lt;br /&gt;I love with a passion put to use &lt;br /&gt;In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. &lt;br /&gt;I love thee with a love I seemed to lose &lt;br /&gt;With my lost saints, -- I love thee with the breath, &lt;br /&gt;Smiles, tears, of all my life! -- and, if God choose, &lt;br /&gt;I shall but love thee better after death &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, Thank you for all that you have been to me and for all that you weren't. I swing like a pendulum and sound like the hammer striking the Gong , I sway like the eastern wind , I curl like river nile . Be with me no matter what I do , but for you I couldnt have come this far, and I know you will be. i fear nothing except the fear of you not being with me. For when you are there with me I can look fear in ts own eye and beat in his home ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Brother got the Visa stamped. Thats a good news for me and its been a long journey, it was also a tough one and I m all happy for it is coming to a realisation.&lt;br /&gt;My Bro is equavilent to a thousand PV's ... I m sure he will make it big ... All the best Bro for all the future endeavours and be guarenteed that I m always there for you and forget me not as you grow up in your life ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-2284120302706998616?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/2284120302706998616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=2284120302706998616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/2284120302706998616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/2284120302706998616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-tears-taste-sweet.html' title='When Tears taste sweet ...'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-1193229650681547453</id><published>2007-06-07T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T04:29:18.177-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life As it Happens'/><title type='text'>Save Subash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RmfrfbicxpI/AAAAAAAAAws/RrdOtNEwNwo/s1600-h/subash.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RmfrfbicxpI/AAAAAAAAAws/RrdOtNEwNwo/s400/subash.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073282430456874642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Brave boy had left his parents and went on his way to heaven. Its very sad to hear this, but I m sure God had his own plan. I wonder why GOD doesn’t give us the ability to understand his ways. Is it that we don’t have an answer and use the convenient philosophy or actually GOD has his own plan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was from saggy I heard about this boy subash suffering from deadly disease of leukemia. I wonder why on earth he had to suffer from leukemia. Anything can happen, but an innocent kid shouldn’t be made to suffer. When I heard about subash via a fwd and some one mentioning that it was aired on CNN. I didn’t give much thought to it, Till today I get a fwd asking for some donation for some surgery and don’t know its reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saggy (from Platform9) took an initiative to find out the genuineness of the fwd.&lt;br /&gt;It was true that subash was suffering and was under chemotherapy. His parents were from Rani Pet chennai and they need 1.40 crores for getting the bone marrow replaced in Singapore. They couldn’t find a suitable donor in India. 1.40 crores and normal middle class family. I can imagine how his parents would have felt. There are times in life when our most loved ones are in trouble and  our finance situation doesn’t allow us to go for the treatment. Despair could have easily easily won the game against the hope. But the Faith in what they are doing and the love for their son made them to go all the way to collect donations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RP called up to his father Balaji just few days before they had to leave for Singapore. The contributions came only upto 45 lakhs. They needed a crore more. I remember fwding the same mail to folks and asking them to contribute. I m sure if they had enough money they could have gone for the treatment much earlier. Even before the first relapse could have happened. What is the use of all the technology and the money in the world if it cannot save a small kid from leukemia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the ending is sad, god I m sure had a plan for him. The kid wanted to grow up and become a pilot. But he reached the sky even before he entered the cockpit. I m sure he will be the shining star staying bright on the sky and looking down at his parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I and you could also be in that situation in future. How far we go to save our loved ones … I really admire subashs parents for their effort and pray to GOD that he gives them enough strength so that they can bear the separation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS :- &lt;a href="www.savesubash.org"&gt;SAVESUBASH&lt;/a&gt; is the campaign&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-1193229650681547453?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/1193229650681547453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=1193229650681547453&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/1193229650681547453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/1193229650681547453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/06/save-subash.html' title='Save Subash'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RmfrfbicxpI/AAAAAAAAAws/RrdOtNEwNwo/s72-c/subash.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-4681289213609694308</id><published>2007-06-06T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T23:05:37.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophical Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Khalil Gibran - On PAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses &lt;br /&gt;your understanding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its &lt;br /&gt;heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And could you keep your heart in wonder at the &lt;br /&gt;daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem &lt;br /&gt;less wondrous than your joy; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you would accept the seasons of your heart, &lt;br /&gt;even as you have always accepted the seasons that &lt;br /&gt;pass over your fields. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you would watch with serenity through the &lt;br /&gt;winters of your grief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much of your pain is self-chosen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the bitter potion by which the physician within &lt;br /&gt;you heals your sick self. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy &lt;br /&gt;in silence and tranquillity: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by &lt;br /&gt;the tender hand of the Unseen, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the cup he brings, though it burn your lips, has &lt;br /&gt;been fashioned of the clay which the Potter has &lt;br /&gt;moistened with His own sacred tears.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful poem written by khalil gibran on PAIN. Its so enchanting and full of TRUTH. I have always loved his works. Though I never read them continuously as it is very hard for me to read such heavily loaded material continuously.... It gives relief by saying the TRUTH ......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-4681289213609694308?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/4681289213609694308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=4681289213609694308&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4681289213609694308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4681289213609694308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/06/khalil-gibran-on-pain.html' title='Khalil Gibran - On PAIN'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-8234649643075755113</id><published>2007-06-05T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T21:54:31.605-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Mixed Bag .......</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YXpSUZrLAPE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YXpSUZrLAPE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A turkish kid who wants to convience her mom why he wants to watch a 'baby tv'.&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to learn some stuff from this kidoo ..... Also this kidoo has beautiful hand movements  and expressions . I just smiled heartily after I saw that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m reminded of an American comedian, who said why cant we go back from death to birth rather than from birth to death. Its a statement with a lot of sense. Imagine my life begins with my death. Then I slowwly start becoming young and I start living life the reverse way ...  I would love to gain innocence over time than loose it. There is also a kid in me who pops out more often than I want him to, but still some where down the line I lost much of my innocence. If I were to become GOD some day I will reverse this bussiness and the whole man kind will be happy. Thats the Gyaan for the day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole night power cut, I slept outside my patio ... I m realising that I live more in my patio than in my house. Its nice with lots of greenery around and the breeze hitting you and the rain drops falling on when the wind changes its directions. To get up to the chirping of birds , take a long walk till the sun comes up on horizon.&lt;br /&gt;Of course pleasure is always associated with pain and mosquitoes at my home are resistant to odomos too :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today morning I sent an sms to vasanthi the sunshine gal , and she read out my sms to the whole public :) and I m in the contest ... lets see if I can win some thing. It was to tell her that I m trying to maintain a tulsi plant planted by my mom and I m just damn scared that it might die and I might become a plant killer. So guys as of now the tulsi plant is grown big and happy and alive. Just pray that it remains alive for a really long time, even if it does it shouldnt be because of me. My hit rate with FM 91 is 100% last time I sent a message and spoke with sunayana lal (one of my fav RJ's .. these days some idiotic AVIVA replaced her ) and today to basanthi .... Kya kare few people are born lucky ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS :- I m Njoing 104 FM these days. Melody has a show starting at 10:00 pm and her voice is so good, I m all flat for her RJing ....... It also has 40 mins non-stop music ......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-8234649643075755113?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/8234649643075755113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=8234649643075755113&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/8234649643075755113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/8234649643075755113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/06/mixed-bag.html' title='Mixed Bag .......'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-5919157051550828364</id><published>2007-06-04T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T22:01:22.094-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Views and Reviews'/><title type='text'>The Bridges of Madison County - James waller</title><content type='html'>&lt;table bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" width="328" height="94" src="http://static.esnips.com/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" flashvars="theTheme=gold&amp;amp;autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/aad6e798-c293-47c0-bfcf-d357705b3b4b&amp;amp;theName=Braveheart&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://static.esnips.com/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="2" style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; padding-left:2px; color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none ; ; font-size:10px; font-weight:bold"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none " href="http://www.esnips.com/CreateWidgetAction.ns?type=0&amp;objectid=aad6e798-c293-47c0-bfcf-d357705b3b4b"&gt;     Get this widget &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:7px; font-weight:normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none" href="http://www.esnips.com//selectedfile/emaildoc/aad6e798-c293-47c0-bfcf-d357705b3b4b"&gt;     Share &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:7px; font-weight:normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none " href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/aad6e798-c293-47c0-bfcf-d357705b3b4b/Braveheart/?widget=flash_player_esnips_gold"&gt;     Track details  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RmTlqricxnI/AAAAAAAAAwY/_YXlsHQGX34/s1600-h/BMC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RmTlqricxnI/AAAAAAAAAwY/_YXlsHQGX34/s400/BMC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072431601730504306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francesca Johnson, A woman in her mid-forties with subdued dreams, living a farm life, locked in the wedlock. A passionate woman who was more of a business partner to her husband rather than anything else. A woman who loved her husband and family, but who still had a missing piece in her life’s jigsaw puzzle. A comparative literature degree holder bound to the fence of her corn farm. A symbolism of womanhood missing the intimacy of a passionate lover and deprived from the subtleties of poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Kincaid, A writer-photographer who rather makes pictures than shoot them. A man who doesn’t take things as they are but tries to make them that reflects his consciousness and spirit. A free spirit moving through the African jungles, Antarctic beds, Asian habitats to make the pictures, and earns lively hood by writing articles for National Geographic. A man in his early fifties, married and divorced having a swiftness of a leopard, freedom of a cowboy, passion of a lover. A symbolism of man who is a highway a peregrine and all the sails that went to the sea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s their journey towards one another with out knowing each other. Francesca the wave that couldn’t cross the oceans bed, Robert the free spirited seagull traveling all the way. Seagull meets the wave, the magic begins and it’s the brief encounter whose passion lasts more than a lifetime. Wave rolls back and seagull departs, but neither from each other’s heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set in the state of Iowa, this enchanting bitter-sweet tale is the journey of Robert to capture the hidden bridges of Madison county by his lens and how circumstances make the improbable happen. The story is outside the realms of mundane reality.  They had four days together, just four days out a whole life time and how he gave her a whole life time in those four days …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… After writing this much I slept of right there outside in my patio, till some security guard came and woke me up to go and sleep inside. It’s a half baked cookie, I thought instead of not posting at all I will post this half baked cookie … I lost my thread of thoughts , so it will remain half baked J  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The Bridges of Madison County” is a great book, I surely suggest to read this. But I also warn you to let yourself free and read it. You might want to read it at one full stretch than to read in pieces. Here are some of the statements (Not exact lines) that stuck me and stayed on with me after reading the book just to give you a feel of it …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “&lt;em&gt;As much as I want you and want to be with you and part of you , I cant tear away from realness of responsibilities &lt;/em&gt;…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ &lt;em&gt;But, I m after all a man. And all the philosophic realizations I can conjure up do not keep me from wanting you, every day , every moment, the merciless wail of time I can never spend with you … “&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RmTl_7icxoI/AAAAAAAAAwg/vhjQD2Qw0u4/s1600-h/inbetween+lines+....JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RmTl_7icxoI/AAAAAAAAAwg/vhjQD2Qw0u4/s400/inbetween+lines+....JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072431966802724482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be posting some music I hear .. I did this copy cat act from kaushs blog ... &lt;br /&gt;So just listen and dont interpret or assume.&lt;br /&gt;Todays piece of music is from Brave Heart .. Its theme ... I like this piece very much ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-5919157051550828364?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/5919157051550828364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=5919157051550828364&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5919157051550828364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5919157051550828364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/06/bridges-of-madison-county-james-waller.html' title='The Bridges of Madison County - James waller'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RmTlqricxnI/AAAAAAAAAwY/_YXlsHQGX34/s72-c/BMC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-5756038949663409203</id><published>2007-06-03T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T21:30:03.268-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life As it Happens'/><title type='text'>Me and My Trinity</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" style="  background-color: #FFFFFF   ;border-color: #cccccc; color:#FF8000 ; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:11px; padding:0px; border-width:1px; border-style:solid"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" width="200" height="140" src="http://static.esnips.com/images/widgets/flash/note_player.swf" flashvars="autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/7bd463fb-dda9-4553-8169-66290f278e5b&amp;amp;theName=i'll always be right there&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://static.esnips.com/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:11px" valign="bottom" align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="color: #FF8000" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/7bd463fb-dda9-4553-8169-66290f278e5b/ill-always-be-right-there/?widget=flash_player_note"&gt;i'll always be rig...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mountain bike - Trinity&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RmOKdCxxrhI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/hLpObU_NSMA/s1600-h/Mountainbike.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RmOKdCxxrhI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/hLpObU_NSMA/s400/Mountainbike.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072049836915797522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought my new mountain bike yesterday. Its named trinity (from matrix series) because I m Neo :-) . Its been on the cards from 3 months , but managed to reality only yesterday. Its just so good and I Njoied riding trinity yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I picked up trinity around 12:00 Noon and had to peddal her almost 17- 19 Kms to bring her home. I took almost 1hr:40 mins to do so. Its after effects I felt last night, couldnt sleep and body pains, especially on  lower back ... ( Need to check its ergonomics )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m looking fwd to peddal trinity to office atleast twice a week. Travel a distance of 40 Kms per week on trinity. Im aiming at &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) A good excercise ..... MAkes me drink lot of water and keeps me fit &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I m going green , eco friendly . A liter petrol a week , thats 4 a month I will save ... Reduce some pollution too .... Only droplets make an ocean and this is my effort for Global warming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) 50 rs a week saved on petrol, should give three meals to a hungry ... So 12 meals a month to the needy just by peddaling .... Planning to use the money saved by not using petrol to feed some needy ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Reduce my risk of meeting an accident and breaking few more limbs :) ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Learn determination, never give up attitude by cycling ... Its so difficult to peddal when ur mind says stop it stop ... It should make me mentally also more stronger.Every one has strenght but only few have determination ... and I m trying to develop that .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the most important thing I m gonna Njoi riding trinty back from office at night with ears plugged into some good music and it should help me slow down a bit from rat race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One problem I see is riding at night time .. I pasted radium stickers so that it reflects at night and I will be safe. But a rash driver can hit and run off ...  so guys wish me and my trinity on this new venture of ours :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-5756038949663409203?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/5756038949663409203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=5756038949663409203&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5756038949663409203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5756038949663409203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/06/me-and-my-trinity.html' title='Me and My Trinity'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RmOKdCxxrhI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/hLpObU_NSMA/s72-c/Mountainbike.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-7259691692675426229</id><published>2007-05-31T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T21:59:30.418-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life As it Happens'/><title type='text'>The Perfect way to celbrate a Bday ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/Rl-kXyxxrgI/AAAAAAAAAwI/ZLkZA5WxsIU/s1600-h/Ipalone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/Rl-kXyxxrgI/AAAAAAAAAwI/ZLkZA5WxsIU/s400/Ipalone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070952434116963842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cake to cut , bunch of gifts to receive , loads of calls on mobile , tons of mails , few sms's , a game of cricket and dinner with friends to end a day .... can I ask for more ... Keep them coming every year  .... &lt;br /&gt;Every year as the Bday ends I think of next Bday and think will this happen next year also ... I have no idea ,but i just hope that it happens and keep going .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to achievements in last year , That wasnt a bad year at all .... &lt;br /&gt;A dog bite and anti-rabbis dosage , A major accident and managed to break only one hand still, was fun all the while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Bought a small beautiful house , parents came down stayed for a month and I m all happy for that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Crossed atlantic ocean , Njoied Toyota corolla for few months  toured few places in US ... Went to Paris (only airport)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Got recognised as Top Talent in my company , Got a decent hike ... Now my wallet is a bit thick too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Expressed my interest to the girl of my dreams, of course nothing happened  I still call it achievement &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Chilled out with friends in Goa ,One of the fun trips with  Babai ,Kris and Sri :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Went on piligramage with parents to Haridwar , devaprayaga , rishikesh , dehradun ...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow thats not bad at all right .... Coming to failures , I might forget my achievements but never my failures , so today I will put them aside :-) I had lots of failures too ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I aiming for next year ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Read Bhagawad Gita ... Realised that dil ki maamle mein kuch kamjor hoon , It can come handy any time ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Stay away from stray dogs ... I hate injections and whoever said men dont cry need to see me when doc gives me injection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Drive bike carefull and not to break any limbs ... Its a punishment if you actually get ur limbs fractured&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Grow more hair on the head so that I can feel off while playing cricket &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Read more books , drink more water ,stay more fit  .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys all the speculations that this will be my last Bday party as a bachelor , just keep them aside ... &lt;br /&gt;Are kya kare yaar sania mizra is not ready to marry till she wins a grandslam and keeps crashing out in second round only .... so I said I will wait for her to win a grandslam ...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God my only wish is Gimme the strenght so that I shall be able to face whatever else you give me ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-7259691692675426229?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/7259691692675426229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=7259691692675426229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/7259691692675426229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/7259691692675426229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/05/perfect-way-to-celbrate-bday.html' title='The Perfect way to celbrate a Bday ...'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/Rl-kXyxxrgI/AAAAAAAAAwI/ZLkZA5WxsIU/s72-c/Ipalone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-5229654080350588025</id><published>2007-05-31T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T00:26:01.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Round Round merry Go round</title><content type='html'>Bday Cake - I just loved that &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/Rl51aixxrfI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Zv4iVfhgG18/s1600-h/cake1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/Rl51aixxrfI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Zv4iVfhgG18/s400/cake1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070619329338387954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats how One uses Black forest on Bday &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/Rl51FyxxreI/AAAAAAAAAv4/tVcAOv-A67k/s1600-h/Bday2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/Rl51FyxxreI/AAAAAAAAAv4/tVcAOv-A67k/s400/Bday2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070618972856102370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bday without Bums session... cant be so fun&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/Rl502yxxrdI/AAAAAAAAAvw/YvS0zPR45jc/s1600-h/Bday3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/Rl502yxxrdI/AAAAAAAAAvw/YvS0zPR45jc/s400/Bday3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070618715158064594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I completed my trip round the sun once again succesfully. Today marks my journey once again round the sun ....&lt;br /&gt;Guys, you are the best and Thank u Thank u Thank u for all that and much more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-5229654080350588025?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/5229654080350588025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=5229654080350588025&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5229654080350588025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5229654080350588025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/05/round-round-merry-go-round.html' title='Round Round merry Go round'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/Rl51aixxrfI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Zv4iVfhgG18/s72-c/cake1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-1919862763139086294</id><published>2007-05-29T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T22:32:41.530-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Views and Reviews'/><title type='text'>The pursuit of happyness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/Rl0H2CxxrcI/AAAAAAAAAvo/xfe8El265r4/s1600-h/Pursuit+of+Happyness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/Rl0H2CxxrcI/AAAAAAAAAvo/xfe8El265r4/s400/Pursuit+of+Happyness.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070217380529024450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't ever let somebody tell you You cant do some thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got a dream You got to protect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People can't do something themselves, they want to tell you You cant do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want something, go get it. Period ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the dialogues I loved from that movie. I believe in thim , I follow them , I dream them , I try to live them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing against the world , but there are folks who want to depress you , say you cant do it , you are not fit. Its upto us bounce like the ping-pong , the harder it hits the ground the higher it raises. Dont bother if some one calls you stubborn , arrogant because you are persistent and you believe you can. Its easy to loose the reality , Feet on the ground and head high above the clouds .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are always in pursuit of happyness , its always the pursuit. Will we ever reach there , no because its not a destination. Happyness lies in the pursuit , in the journey ...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one scene in which Chris Gardner (Will smith) sitting in interview wearing shabbiest clothes lifts both his hands and says &lt;br /&gt;"If I dont know the answer I m here to say I dont know. But I go all the way to find it out. I know how to find it"  &lt;em&gt;(not the exact dialogues ...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just loved that scene ...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:- I didnt want to write the review , there are few things which remain beautiful as they are , and I cant do justice by writing review to such beautiful stuff ... just go ahead and watch it ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-1919862763139086294?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/1919862763139086294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=1919862763139086294&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/1919862763139086294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/1919862763139086294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/05/pursuit-of-happyness.html' title='The pursuit of happyness'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/Rl0H2CxxrcI/AAAAAAAAAvo/xfe8El265r4/s72-c/Pursuit+of+Happyness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-1170378949515924617</id><published>2007-05-28T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T01:44:12.340-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Thoda masti ...</title><content type='html'>Rowan Atkinson&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ihfieZBWT_E"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ihfieZBWT_E" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maine socha khi thoda Comedy Hojaye .... So I picked these which i saw recently in you-tubing .. If the above is the best miming category , then the below falls in best monacting category .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our own Jhonny lever &lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xg3rg4YCq6g"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xg3rg4YCq6g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-1170378949515924617?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/1170378949515924617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=1170378949515924617&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/1170378949515924617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/1170378949515924617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/05/thoda-masti.html' title='Thoda masti ...'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-7135005129535678765</id><published>2007-05-27T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T23:02:26.760-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetic Musings'/><title type='text'>Dew Drops on Lotus Leaf</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RlprBSxxrbI/AAAAAAAAAvg/5Wd-IDDqiMY/s1600-h/DDLL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RlprBSxxrbI/AAAAAAAAAvg/5Wd-IDDqiMY/s400/DDLL.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069482000523570610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh! dew drop on Lotus Leaf,&lt;br /&gt;I m struck by thoughts of grief;&lt;br /&gt;Comfort me, regaining the belief,&lt;br /&gt;teach the art, embrace me in relief;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be without being , To Stay without touch,&lt;br /&gt;pilot me to freedom,Expound Truth as such.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to learn the art of being dew drop on lotus leaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS:- Those above words i penned them when I felt there is no one to teach me except the dew drop, and there is nothing more to learn than To be without being ... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-7135005129535678765?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/7135005129535678765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=7135005129535678765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/7135005129535678765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/7135005129535678765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/05/dew-drops-on-lotus-leaf.html' title='Dew Drops on Lotus Leaf'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RlprBSxxrbI/AAAAAAAAAvg/5Wd-IDDqiMY/s72-c/DDLL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-4175426861615726798</id><published>2007-05-24T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T01:46:48.809-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>How far have you gone for Love ?</title><content type='html'>Anarkali Sang for saleem ...&lt;br /&gt;"Pyar Kiya tho Darna .........."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raj sang for simran &lt;br /&gt;"Tujhe Dekha to ye jaana sanam ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I m not here to tell what I will sing  ... but about the Greatest Love story/ Love STory of penguins .... Its gonna be aired this May 27th 8 pm in Nat GEo ... More details &lt;a href="http://www.nationalgeographic.co.in/explore/penguins_love_story/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m gonna miss it, as I will be travelling back to bangalore from a friends engagement... I feel its worth a watch. It won academy award for best documentary.&lt;br /&gt;Lemme see when and how I can get to see this. BTW Big B gave voice for this documentary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Story means I was reminded of "&lt;strong&gt;Love means never having to say You're sorry&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-4175426861615726798?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/4175426861615726798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=4175426861615726798&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4175426861615726798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4175426861615726798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-m-missin-it.html' title='How far have you gone for Love ?'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-1213860322848031873</id><published>2007-05-23T23:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T01:31:45.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>PV Khoda - PV's Bhendi Pakoda</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Greasy Green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RlVMCCxxraI/AAAAAAAAAvY/OjrbbovnZkc/s1600-h/Bhendi_blog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RlVMCCxxraI/AAAAAAAAAvY/OjrbbovnZkc/s400/Bhendi_blog.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068040553664458146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pungent Passion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RlVL6yxxrZI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/Uy96640Gnzg/s1600-h/Onions.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RlVL6yxxrZI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/Uy96640Gnzg/s400/Onions.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068040429110406546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just before gettin Wet&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RlVLtixxrYI/AAAAAAAAAvI/o5KDQA26VHY/s1600-h/Basen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RlVLtixxrYI/AAAAAAAAAvI/o5KDQA26VHY/s400/Basen.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068040201477139842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Grind&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RlVLgixxrXI/AAAAAAAAAvA/xaRnuKxf6YE/s1600-h/Mixture.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RlVLgixxrXI/AAAAAAAAAvA/xaRnuKxf6YE/s400/Mixture.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068039978138840434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MasterChef at Work&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RlUy6SxxrWI/AAAAAAAAAu0/2bRVn6bB_tc/s1600-h/MasterChef1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RlUy6SxxrWI/AAAAAAAAAu0/2bRVn6bB_tc/s400/MasterChef1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068012932729777506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truly madly deeply in Oil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RlUyuCxxrVI/AAAAAAAAAus/unCC8TRAN0g/s1600-h/In+Oil.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RlUyuCxxrVI/AAAAAAAAAus/unCC8TRAN0g/s400/In+Oil.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068012722276379986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yummy Yummy Pakodas ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RlUyhyxxrUI/AAAAAAAAAuk/Q5fIaHHgczY/s1600-h/pakoda.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RlUyhyxxrUI/AAAAAAAAAuk/Q5fIaHHgczY/s400/pakoda.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068012511822982466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I guess my visuals speak enough for themselves and I dont need elobrate on the recipie and stuff. The pakodas have come out really well. One thing that couldnt be put in visual but formed a major ingridient is my love. I truly believe that if food cooked with the feeling will taste much better than any thing. How else I can explain the reason of why one prefers moms food over a five star reustarant :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        So Guys I do make good food. May be I should think of cooking once a week atleast. But I get bored cooking for myself, so if it is for some one then i will cook with interest and Njoi doing that . I need bakaras to eat my food :) so sometime drop by my house and lemme know before so that I can experiment some new stuff ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-1213860322848031873?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/1213860322848031873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=1213860322848031873&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/1213860322848031873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/1213860322848031873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/05/pv-khoda-pvs-bhendi-pakoda.html' title='PV Khoda - PV&apos;s Bhendi Pakoda'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RlVMCCxxraI/AAAAAAAAAvY/OjrbbovnZkc/s72-c/Bhendi_blog.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-1190515046559768296</id><published>2007-05-22T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T21:43:10.725-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetic Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genr'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;కదిలే నదిలా నా మదినే తదితే&lt;br /&gt;ప్రెమే ప్రొంగెను నాలో అలలై&lt;br /&gt;నా హ్రుదయం మెరిసే ముత్యం&lt;br /&gt;అది నీకే సొంతం ఇది సత్యం&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ఒక క్షణం ఎదిపిస్తు&lt;br /&gt;మరు క్షణం మురిపిస్తావ&lt;br /&gt;ఆశలతొ ఆనంద బాష్పాలా&lt;br /&gt;నిరాశతొ కన్నిటి ధారా&lt;br /&gt;ఏ సమయాన కన్నులు ఎది కార్చునొ&lt;br /&gt;తెలియక తపించె జీవి ఈ పివి&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats a half baked cookie from my oven. Its in my mother tongue telugu , whose jist is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"One second making me cry and just the other second delighting.&lt;br /&gt;Tears of joy in the hope or stream of tears out of despair &lt;br /&gt;Not knowing What the eyes shed is the jeevi(being) this PV"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its only a symbolic way of putting the swings I go through at times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is lot more fun stuff happening in Life ... Tomorrow thers is a potluck lunch at office. I promised them that I will bring pakodas ... I have no clue of how to make that stuff. Thought I need a change and what better thing than experimenting some stuff when I m gonna get 17 bakaras to taste stuff cooked by me. Poor souls they need to save themselves:) But I m a bit confident that I shall prepare some good ones. I want to do Bhendi Pakoda (that is different right) ... Gobhi is a well known stuff ... I dont know much whether anyone prepares pakodas out of bhendi , but I m giving it a shot ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-1190515046559768296?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/1190515046559768296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=1190515046559768296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/1190515046559768296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/1190515046559768296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/05/thats-half-baked-cookie-from-my-oven.html' title=''/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-5754825551625503412</id><published>2007-05-21T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T22:15:56.193-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Hum na rahe ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RlJ2sixxrTI/AAAAAAAAAuc/MS4Zopg6Woo/s1600-h/DCH1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RlJ2sixxrTI/AAAAAAAAAuc/MS4Zopg6Woo/s400/DCH1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067243038367132978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       I want to go there again ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-5754825551625503412?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/5754825551625503412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=5754825551625503412&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5754825551625503412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5754825551625503412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/05/hum-na-rahe.html' title='Hum na rahe ...'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RlJ2sixxrTI/AAAAAAAAAuc/MS4Zopg6Woo/s72-c/DCH1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-3287723659042510903</id><published>2007-05-20T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T21:45:52.869-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Views and Reviews'/><title type='text'>I m no Mr.Perfect</title><content type='html'>God you gave me a heart which just not only pumps blood across but also responds,gets touched. It makes me jump in joy and dive into sorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     God you gave me words and a voice to speak . It makes it easy for me to say what I feel , express emotions , joys and sorrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     God you missed giving me a bit of brain, so that I know what to express and what not to, when and why not to and whom not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you mind taking away one of them, either my heart or my words.I prefer you take away both. I would like to remain heartless and wordless. Common God, i m not asking you to give me anything , just asking you to take away what you gave.&lt;br /&gt;Dont say that is also tough ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"when will you stop talking good about yourself ?" I think those were the exact words some one asked me. Do I keep talking good about myself. I feel no ... I know that I talk about myself in my blog or when I feel the need to do so (like when I want others to know about me). I talk about myself in my blog  only because i m not competent enough to talk about other subjects. Of course every one is free to make their opinions based on what they see, and even I do that. Its just that when some one whom u care or tend to care makes an opinion which you feel is not the complete truth then it makes one feel a bit bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant talk about politics, bollywood, or abt the traffic conditions in bangalore. In fact I dont want to talk about them also because I know only a little about them and I know I dont do anything to improve them. I dont want to talk abt global warming green house effects only because I know I dont do stuff like the NGOs. In fact those few good things which I do I have never written in moi blog, or told others, only those who know me well in real life only knows about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I talk its abt those crappy experiments i keep doing, or abt some of my philosophy, or those words I write which few tend to call poetry, or those videos or my trips. Those are things I do to keep my spirits up. I have never said i m good at that, I only say I keep doing these. In fact I m the least talented amongst my friends, compared to talents they have i m nothing and I have never ever in my life got it to my head that I might be good. Infact its my friends who encourage me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what radio city basanthi said just know ( Thats an instantaneous induction effect) A university report says "Its those people who write their thoughts and values go way ahead ". i dont know whether its true, but I learn, I improve , I write my thoughts and I m expressive. I dont want to impress anyone by doing so. Then why do I put it in public ??? Thats a good question , for which I dont have a perfect answer. Its just that this blogging is good and I was Njoing doing this.  Hardly few stop by here to read the crap I write and 90% who stop by know me in person. It keeps people on same page abt happenings and feelings in my life. In fact I stopped blogging and went back to dairy for the same reason and many of my frnds told me I shouldnt stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I m no john abraham, I m not sirivennala ( If I m fan of someone its this guy), Infact I always say I m no one. In fact I m not so confident guy. But I always believe that I need to know where I m. Being humble doesnt mean putting oneself low or below. Being humble means knowing where you are , a lion to know that its a lion, and a cat to know that its a cat. Lion thinking itself to be a cat is as foolish as cat thinking that its lion. Infact if its not the correct definition, I dont mind re-writing definitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys there is no red carpet welcome at my blog, not even some thing interesting , Just read "abt me" towards the right and it says it all. I might be the guy talking abt the things I did, I feel, but never the guy to say I m good at these I m good at that. In fact if I have to do that I can do it and one thing is sure that will not be this way, It will be so different. I always give best shot and if I had to keep showing I m good at things then this is no way near to my best shot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know whether I interpreted or miss interepreted, I dont know if im understood or missunderstood , i have no clue. Its just I speak everything that I feel, but its only truth. I cant talk abt how to make a brinjal curry, or crib about why things are like this or like that or keep criticising. I blame my non-sense words and idiotic heart for all this. I hope god takes away those two from me sooner than later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every man dies but few men live their lives and I m trying to be one of those few and I m sure I will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote so much crappy stuff again ,God make it fast  ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme Njoi the beautiful song from salam -e-ishq title track played by basanthi.Actually my parents are not there at home so I m blasting 91.1 Fm sunshine gal basanthi after a long time ......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-3287723659042510903?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/3287723659042510903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=3287723659042510903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/3287723659042510903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/3287723659042510903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-m-no-mrperfect.html' title='I m no Mr.Perfect'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-1393393037089261653</id><published>2007-05-16T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T21:19:20.413-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Dil se</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6qbbXBnVTuw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6qbbXBnVTuw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song will feature in my all time Top 30 List. Its a beautiful song, with a wonderful picturisation. The violence at the back drop and the expression of love at the front its just a great piece of art. "Dil hai tho phir dard hoga, dard hai tho dil bhi hoga" and lyrics has the capacity to pull you in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why suddenly so much praise for DIL Se, Yesterday I bunked office and wanted to watch a movie. If I have an option to watch Dil Se , Bombay of mani Ratnam then how much ever I control I always pick them up when I m alone. So yesterday I gave in and watched that movie, its a great work. I m not here to write a review abt the same, so dont worry :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to screen some of the best of the best at my home every night,Now that I have a Sony Wega and a Philips DVD Player, and a refrigrator to store food stuff. My parents are leaving this week end, so a bollywood movie a night for a week, hollywood for a week, telugu for a week, isnt a bad thing to do, to celebrate being alive and kicking... Bombay, TAAL ,sakhi , Dil Chahta Hai, 1942 A Love Story , DDLJ ..... thats what is there on top of my list from bollywood flicks ....suggest me some others ... SO Guys if we wanna have some fun , join me at my home ( Dont forget to bring some Lays , KurKure and Sprite :) ) .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-1393393037089261653?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/1393393037089261653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=1393393037089261653&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/1393393037089261653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/1393393037089261653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/05/dil-se.html' title='Dil se'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-1844594832551900422</id><published>2007-05-14T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T21:39:23.052-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Bollywood Bites ...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was home all alone, so decided to turn on the idiot box.&lt;br /&gt;Its rare that I see TV, even if see its either MTV or V channel.&lt;br /&gt;I saw for 30-40  mins MTV and V channel and here whats I feel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i) Can some one ask Himesh to stop singing ... I saw hanishka in his latest song ... Why on earth hanishka wants to dance with himesh ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii) Can some one also ask Tushaar Kapoor to stop acting ... That guy doesnt know how to act ... Good Boy Bad Boy movie trailers and songs he is terrible ... Shoot out at Lokhandwala I dont know how directors took him ... I think he needs some change in body language and expressions ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iii) Adnan Sami became thin ... when did this happen ... But I like his song Kisi Din ... Though its completely template based love song , I Njoied it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iv) Ehsaas of Atif is just so good ... "Sach ki talash hai , door aakash hai" ... I loved the song and its picturisation ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v) Shoot out at Lokhandwala I feel oberoi is having a nice role , that mass song was perfect copy of omkara beedi style ... WHy cant people think differently ...But anyways that shud be a hit ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vi) Metro I feel is a must watch only because of konkana sen and Irfan Khan ... They are actors beyond praise ... I love their acting ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;viii) I heard Rakesh is taking a new film and Asin might star in it ... Good for her , she is a great actress whose talent isnt utilised well ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ix) Apne, I dont know anything at all , but just looks so pathetic ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x)My best bets on the latest deol , he seems to be acting a bit well, and ek chalis ki local train ... I want to watch this one for his sake ... I missed soha's Ahistha Ahistha some time I should catch up with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xi) Tabu and Amitabh cheeni kam (some such thing) music is illayraja, its clearly noticeable ... That should be one hellva must watch ... ( I missed Nishabd ...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; .... I m missing so many movies , believe me its almost a month since I went for a movie ... There are more number of good movies released than what I can catch up ... Infact I can make it to only one movie out of every 10 good movies ... Im yet to catch up spidey 3 ... This sunday evening is scheduled for that ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one more movie to catch up and thats Deepa Mehtas WATER ... I cant miss that ... oh! God Why dont some one send me all these DVDS and gimme a weeks break:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-1844594832551900422?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/1844594832551900422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=1844594832551900422&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/1844594832551900422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/1844594832551900422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/05/bollywood-bites.html' title='Bollywood Bites ...'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-3978935244999053482</id><published>2007-05-13T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T22:43:19.725-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life As it Happens'/><title type='text'>Happy Bday to me - (My star Bday today)</title><content type='html'>On this auspicious day(today) of Vaishaka maasa (Month of Vaishaaka) Bahula (The second phase) TrayoDasi (The thirteenth day) &lt;br /&gt;twenty five years 11 months 30 days back, on the Bharani Star , with all the Gods showering their blessings, the worlds prayers have been answered.The one born on Bharani Nakshatra will rule Dharani ( Earth) , saying so they named him Sathya &lt;br /&gt;Prakash, who over time became PV. In short today is my Star Birth Day as per the lunar calendar. With my parents staying with me currently I managed to be there at home for my Bday after 10 long years :) "Istha Kaamyabdhi siddhi rastu" ( May your &lt;br /&gt;desires get fullfilled ... something similar) my parents blessed me at the start of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not many on the earth know today is my star Bday, as every one remembers only my Date of Birth. How many can actually count in lunar calendar way( I myself am bad at that ).Anyways not many can get to celebrate two days as BDays :) Of course this &lt;br /&gt;also gives you guys privelage to gimme gifts :) of course treat will be given only one time. Though I m not so strong believer in astrology and stars, I have read about them a bit so as to base my claims and thanks to MC ( my room mate and &lt;br /&gt;Astrology expert) some induction effect I know a bit abt these stars. If one has "Daiva Anugraha" ( Gods Grace) "Nava Graha" ( Nine Planets) has no effect . I believe in it. But decided to celebrate this as my Bday only because my parents are not gonna be there with me at my home for my Date of Birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Mothers Day. I completely forgot about it. Thanks to my bro for reminding me. I bought her a book and she took it as a present :) I also gave her a boon or a word to put it simply. My mom is the best. The best thing about my mom is I can be myself and I dont have to hide anything with her.She has been guiding me from my childhood , and she takes pride in her sons achievements. Though she believes that I tell her everything, I also tell few lies to her. Thats only because, I believe she doesnt have the strength to bear the Truth.(Like when I met with accident I told her I got hurt while playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GYAAN AHEAD - Beware&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Birth day also indicates that it one year closer to Death Day. Time flies by and I m not gonna be here for ever. I need to use my time to the maximum for what I want to be. We grow old with regrets with things not done and words not said. I grow young by always following and doing what my heart says. I m gonna be 18 till I die ... 18 till I die .... Im happy for where I have come and what I m , I also know that I have lot more to do and lots of tough rides and fun trails ahead ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-3978935244999053482?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/3978935244999053482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=3978935244999053482&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/3978935244999053482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/3978935244999053482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-bday-to-me-my-star-bday-today.html' title='Happy Bday to me - (My star Bday today)'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-2101137620379759371</id><published>2007-05-10T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T22:34:48.744-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>One of those Blog Things ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality Cluster is Extraverted Intuition&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalityclusterquiz/5.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true wordsmith - a master of words&lt;br /&gt;Original, spontaneous, and a true inspiration&lt;br /&gt;Highly energetic, up for any challenge&lt;br /&gt;Entertaining and engaging, both to friends and strangers&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalityclusterquiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Cluster?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of those tests I took on the Blog Things. On a lazy friday morning with my Microsoft OutLook repairing my .pst file I didnt know what to do so I took the test. After looking at what it said I would love to believe in such tests :), but in reality they are just FTP( Full Time Pass).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can work only 4 days a week ... Friday almost makes me feel that I m just few hours away from freedom. Though whole week I keep doing some non-sense, when I m supposed to write a platform requirement document I read gitanjali, when i m supposed to optimize some thing I go and play cricket ... I dont know when will I ever change. One Good thing is people are happy with my work and they seem to see Fire in my belly  ( which i dont understand how @ all) ... and gimme good hike:), I dont mind playing cricket or just read something on wiki :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to comment on the result of the tests ... I always want to improve ... I feel some of the results are true. I feel I m original and spontaneous ( which caused more problems for me :( ). My energy and enthusiasm, no doubt abt it ( though few times it touches a bit low , its still high)  ... Entertaining and engaging I believe I m , People around me and my friends do believe I  m...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually wondering we have an apprisal for our professional work every year, but there is no such thing for personal life, where in which i capture my achievements ( fell good abt them), write abt the Futurue goals .... ok ok before I write anymore, I need to go and check with the office doctor ( Twisted my ankle while playing cricket yesterday :( ) and also plan for my travel for this week end ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-2101137620379759371?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/2101137620379759371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=2101137620379759371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/2101137620379759371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/2101137620379759371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/05/one-of-those-blog-things.html' title='One of those Blog Things ....'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-4434404858897217409</id><published>2007-05-09T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T22:33:21.056-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>18 till I die ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wanna be young - the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;Never say no - try anything twice&lt;br /&gt;Til the angels come - and ask me to fly&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be 18 til I die - 18 til I die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 til I die - gonna be 18 til I die&lt;br /&gt;Ya it sure feels good to be alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway - I just wanna say&lt;br /&gt;Why bother with what happened yesterday&lt;br /&gt;That's not my style - I live for the minute&lt;br /&gt;If ya wanna stay young - get both feet in it - 18 til I die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 'lil bit of this - a 'lil bit of that&lt;br /&gt;'Lil bit of everything - get ya right on track&lt;br /&gt;It's not how ya look, it's what ya feel inside&lt;br /&gt;Don't care how - don't need ta know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry 'bout the future&lt;br /&gt;Forget about the past&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have a ball - ya gonna have a blast&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make it last &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how many times I heard this song in last few days ... I have been listening to other songs which actually made me a bit low in spirits , and thats not my style ... To do from heart , Giving the Best shot no matter what the result be ... Thats my style ...  I m not gonna listen to MLTR or Green Day or any such things for some more time ... ( As I write this 'Breaking My Heart' of MLTR is going on ...) I m changing to Were gonna win of BAdams ... That to with a cricket match this evening I m gonna here that few more times .... We're gonna be champions :) ...&lt;br /&gt;Life is good guys ... I m having a blast ... Hope you guys are also having one ... If not join me and we shall have one together .......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-4434404858897217409?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/4434404858897217409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=4434404858897217409&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4434404858897217409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4434404858897217409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/05/18-till-i-die.html' title='18 till I die ...'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-8601066740536901695</id><published>2007-05-08T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T22:03:03.632-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life As it Happens'/><title type='text'>I learnt ....</title><content type='html'>Nothing comes for free ... whoever said it, told a lie. Gyaan comes for free :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I m not gonna give any gyaan in this post ... but I cant help myself but put these words from Tagore's Gitanjali. They are just so wonderful, Its so nectarine ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" O Fool, try to carry thyself upon thy own shoulders! O beggar, to come beg at thy own door! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Leave all thy burdens on his hands who can bear all, and never look behind in regret. " &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now coming to the fun part of life, I m learning lots and lots of things in life ... PV now stays in a house with his parents and has a TV, DVD Player , Tata Sky , refrigrator , Mixer and what not. I just cant imagine that its me ... In the process i learnt things ....&lt;br /&gt;I learnt &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i) After empting the milk packet, one needs to pour some water in that packet, shake it well and add that to the vessel containing milk ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii) I learnt that things are seperate for Wet and dry situations... ex:- Brooms for wet surface are different from that of dry surface, Grinders are again seperate for wet and dry ... e.t.c &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iii) I know not how to ask for rangoli powder in shops ... I dont even know which shop has ... My mom went and bought from some where on her second day in bangalore and there is rangoli put daily on both sides of house (even before I get my mug of &lt;br /&gt;bournvita :( ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iv) A house needs a Tulsi plant in the back yard, or else its not a house. I m happy that my mom herself managed to get a plant, or else I have no idea as to from where I can get a tulsi plant ... ( After they leave from my bangalore I m entrusted &lt;br /&gt;with the responsibility of taking care of its needs )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v) My parents know more no.of people in my compound than me. I see people knocking door for "Aunty can I have two onions" .... A lady asked my mom "Aunty can you help me in putting the regulator to Gas stove" .. My mom obediently sent her son ( &lt;br /&gt;urs humbly) and I struggled in that ladys house to put that damn regulator and I came out with flying colors and I realised the inner talent of fitting regulators to gas stoves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vi) I learnt that curds is not only used for eating , its also used for applying for head. My mom wanted "Menti Koora" i.e Fenugreek leaves , I cant imagine myself going to this shop and ask "Guru fenu greek leaves idiya " and this guy looks at me &lt;br /&gt;from top to bottom as if I m from mars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vii) I know I have lot more bills to pay now other than credit card bills ex:- electricity , news paper, tata sky , Gas , ...&lt;br /&gt;I realize my previous house owners helpfull nature now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;viii) I re-learnt that One needs to take bath twice a day ... No dinner with out bath even if it is 10 pm :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ix) What looks as design to me looks like a stain to my moms eyes ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x) The icing on the cake is there is a huge linked list of items just to clean house , I always thought water is sufficient ... If I were to enumerate the list, Easy o Bang , Lizol , Phenyle , Harpik , Acid ... and I forget few others ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... I can go on and infact I can publish a book on these things, and I m confident I can do a better job than chetan bhagath :)  ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom has taken upon herself to impart some wisdom on cleanliness, and make me smart.so guys u spot me on the road and say hi, just believe your eyes that its none other than pv.  Its better late than never, I realised just close your eyes and follow what your mom says. On a long run its a benefitial ... I m telling it from practical experience ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! boy I break my own records in writing crap .......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-8601066740536901695?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/8601066740536901695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=8601066740536901695&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/8601066740536901695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/8601066740536901695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-learnt.html' title='I learnt ....'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-4639990619795824885</id><published>2007-05-07T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T22:24:43.048-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life As it Happens'/><title type='text'>My T-shirt :(</title><content type='html'>MY DCH T-SHIRT &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RkABVxosHiI/AAAAAAAAAuM/dIn90qCRnDc/s1600-h/awara_pagal_deewana.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RkABVxosHiI/AAAAAAAAAuM/dIn90qCRnDc/s400/awara_pagal_deewana.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062047454777318946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Koi kahe kahte rahe kitna bhi hum ko diwana&lt;br /&gt;Jab saas hai , aawaz hai phir kis liye hichkichana&lt;br /&gt;Gayenge hum apne dilon ka taraana &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aankon mein hai bijiliya&lt;br /&gt;Saason mein tuphan hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar kya hai aur har  kya hum is se anjaan hai&lt;br /&gt;Humare liye hi toh aasman aur jameen&lt;br /&gt;Sitare bhi hum thodlenge hum he hain yakeen &lt;br /&gt;Ambar se hai aage humaara tikaana &lt;br /&gt;Hum hain naye Andaaz kyo ho puraana &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every one knows how much I love the T-shirt on which we got the above T-shirt printed.I wear it with so much of joy , and my mom in her cleanliness drive to make me a human washed that T-shirt. When I saw that T-shirt hanging outside my house for drying, I just sank there. I went and saw that 25% of the print on that T-shirt is gone. I asked my mom “who asked her to wash that ?” and went inside the house. I hate myself for asking her that, but that was highly instinctive. I came back held my moms hand and said sorry, its just that I love that T-shirt and cant bear to see it in that shape. She also said she didn’t know that or else she wouldn’t have also done that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, its time for us to make a New T-shirt ,My murky mind is coming up with few ideas ... so just get ready for the New Concept ... Not "Dole Dole" ... This time its gonna be lot more different :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-4639990619795824885?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/4639990619795824885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=4639990619795824885&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4639990619795824885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4639990619795824885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-t-shirt.html' title='My T-shirt :('/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RkABVxosHiI/AAAAAAAAAuM/dIn90qCRnDc/s72-c/awara_pagal_deewana.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-8399783761700619730</id><published>2007-05-06T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T22:00:49.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ride on ...</title><content type='html'>Some choose to fly with the wind &lt;br /&gt;Some choose to ride with the wind ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy to see Gladiator bike being advertised with spidey ...&lt;br /&gt;I dont see many gladiators on the road , of course pulsars unicorns took over the market. I also chose to ride with the wind with my gladiator... Its a lovely feeling to ride the bike when it is raining... Its even more good jus before it rains, when the cold breeze hits your face. Yesterday approximately at 5:00 pm I was on the way to hallimane and the climate was so good , so good I just forgot myself and when I reached the destination I was a bit unhappy that the ride has ended ... How true is it "&lt;strong&gt;The joy doesnt lie just in destination , but also on the path to it&lt;/strong&gt; " ... so guys just ride on ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-8399783761700619730?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/8399783761700619730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=8399783761700619730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/8399783761700619730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/8399783761700619730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/05/ride-on.html' title='Ride on ...'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-5035470270939743404</id><published>2007-05-02T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T23:29:10.854-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life As it Happens'/><title type='text'>Nothing Ive ever Known ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/llNN627D4MI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/llNN627D4MI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... A sculptor picks his chisel to carve a sculpture out of the raw stone ... I am no sculptor , I am no poet ... In fact I know not what I am ... All I know is I made the above video for Bryan adams song with some of my pics and some picked up from google :-)  hosting it on moi blog ( Its the one that bears all my idiotic stuff .. isnt it !!!) &lt;br /&gt;Like a leaf on a breeze ..... I dont know where im going .......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-5035470270939743404?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/5035470270939743404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=5035470270939743404&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5035470270939743404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5035470270939743404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/05/nothing-ive-ever-known.html' title='Nothing Ive ever Known ...'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-6378833309338544313</id><published>2007-05-01T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T21:43:04.217-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tours and Travel'/><title type='text'>Art vs Heart</title><content type='html'>I visited Belur , Halebeedu and SravanaBelagola (spare my spellings) yesterday ......&lt;br /&gt;The only word that comes to my mind is Marvelous. The carvings , sculptures of Hoysalas from 12th century ... a breath taking architecture. The art takes you over , fills you with the joy of watching it ..... its so intricate , its so artistic , it so magical . Its sad that most of their work was destroyed by moghuls , but what ever remaining as mark of their glory is just a wonder ........&lt;br /&gt;I was debating myself abt art and heart and after watching them all I can say is , there is nothing greater than 'Art that comes from Heart' .. A thing of beauty is joy forever ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some glimpses are here ..... will try to upload remaining ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belur - The master piece of Hoysalas ; Isnt it beautiful ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RjgUvBosHhI/AAAAAAAAAuA/-te4XD1G4hM/s1600-h/Belur_sky.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RjgUvBosHhI/AAAAAAAAAuA/-te4XD1G4hM/s400/Belur_sky.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059816979476258322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halebeedu - The destroyed Land through my eyes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RjgUcxosHgI/AAAAAAAAAt4/H6X1il0nR6c/s1600-h/halebedu2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RjgUcxosHgI/AAAAAAAAAt4/H6X1il0nR6c/s400/halebedu2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059816665943645698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worlds Largest Monolothic statue .... Lord Ghomateswar ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RjgT9BosHfI/AAAAAAAAAtw/VEUAfjsJ31w/s1600-h/SravanaBelgola.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RjgT9BosHfI/AAAAAAAAAtw/VEUAfjsJ31w/s400/SravanaBelgola.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059816120482799090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord Narasimha carving on top at Belur .... Its breath taking &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RjgTvBosHeI/AAAAAAAAAto/CX0yJcas1Ew/s1600-h/Belur_narasimha.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RjgTvBosHeI/AAAAAAAAAto/CX0yJcas1Ew/s400/Belur_narasimha.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059815879964630498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord Narsimha,the family diety of Hoysala's Dynasty ... Beautiful carving isnt it !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RjgTNhosHdI/AAAAAAAAAtg/NDb9CfxMTLg/s1600-h/narasimha.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RjgTNhosHdI/AAAAAAAAAtg/NDb9CfxMTLg/s400/narasimha.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059815304439012818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats me(unshaven , untidy) and Lord Ganesha ( smart and Handsome) .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RjgS4BosHcI/AAAAAAAAAtY/FLx4jyB3fzE/s1600-h/Me_Ganesha.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RjgS4BosHcI/AAAAAAAAAtY/FLx4jyB3fzE/s400/Me_Ganesha.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059814935071825346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-6378833309338544313?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/6378833309338544313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=6378833309338544313&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/6378833309338544313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/6378833309338544313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/05/art-vs-heart.html' title='Art vs Heart'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RjgUvBosHhI/AAAAAAAAAuA/-te4XD1G4hM/s72-c/Belur_sky.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-4199898193747558016</id><published>2007-04-27T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T06:56:41.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I m on song ......</title><content type='html'>Humans tend to generalise ... Just see I can make that statement only because I generalised things. Generalisation I guess comes very easily than the specialisation :-)  .... Thats what is there on top of my mind ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telling lies is an art .... And one needs to know it before one tells a lie....&lt;br /&gt;That to if you are trying to tell a lie to a person like me ( I myself am a big 420 guy) , It needs to have some meat .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways , Lots of updates , and I also have lots of time , But only thing is I am updating them some where else ( my own dairy ) ...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More number of people seem to be appreciating the way I scribble .... I m not sure whether thats good or bad ..... I only feel that I dont write at all , its the time situation and feeling that lets it out as words. It doesnt need any extra effort ....... Even if I put extra effort , it doesnt come out .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Parents are in Bangalore :-) Lots of changes happening in home .... Im trying to make their stay a pleasurable one .... of course my first attempt to impress my mom failed miserably ... I was way below her expectations in terms of neatness ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im waiting for my boss to ping me from US .... he is yet to ping me and I m in no mood to do anything ..... This friday is gonna be different , no movie , no friends ... but parents are there :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hectic week end its gonna be ... of course a lot of credit card bill too :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-4199898193747558016?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/4199898193747558016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=4199898193747558016&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4199898193747558016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4199898193747558016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-m-on-song.html' title='I m on song ......'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-7972917466316686295</id><published>2007-04-23T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T22:28:27.551-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Views and Reviews'/><title type='text'>Prayer and Poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Anagananga raaga matiseyilluchunundu ........."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Row row row your boat gently down the stream&lt;br /&gt; Merrily merrily merrily Life is just a dream"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poetry :- Its the expression of the heart in form of words through mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer :- Its the expression from the heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked around PV's dictionary and found those meanings. For me poetry and prayer were always linked to each other. I m reminded of a small story ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Long long ago , not so long ago there lived this kidoo along with his younger sister and parents. His mom taught the kidoo a small  prayer and daily evening he used to recite this along with his mom ans sister. He could never by-heart the prayer , so he always repeated  as his mom chanted the prayer. He promised his mom that he will recite the prayer every evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As it was summer , he set out along with his father to the near by village. It got late and he couldn't return home by evening. The kidoo thought about the promise he gave to his mom , but he couldn't recollect the prayer. Deep from his heart kidoo prayed to GOD ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ ...." Kidoo chanted all ABCDs and said "oh! God I only know these letters. Mom says you know everything. so please take these letters and arrange them into the prayer I chant every day along with my mom "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God told to angels that he has received the best prayer from this kidoo. And as usual angels threw some flowers and they fell on this boy ........... and the story continued "  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt recollect the exact story but I tried to portray the essence. Its the expression from the heart , straight from the heart, unadultrated by mind. Its not the chanting of the namakam or chamakam neither khuran nor bible , every act every word every feeling that comes from heart and isn't unadultrated by the fancies of mind is a prayer. (As I m writing this lalitha sahsranamam is being played in the background , and I see Mr.GOD sitting next to me and giving his "I know everything dude" smile .)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poetry is the expression of the heart , the feeling one gets when you see the dewdrop on the lotus leaf , when those rain drops hit your face , when the breeze ruffles your hair , the consoling words when you are depressed ,when you feel the touch of your beloved ....... But this expression when comes out it passes through the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A thing of beauty is joy forever" ... can anyone forget those words of john keats , thats poetry .... That which comes of the heart touches every heart. Of course poetry is also subjective . At times depending on our mood  , our mind tends to like few things. That is the reasom why I like to associate poetry with mind ........ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poetry isnt limited to rhyming , poetry isnt to impress others , its not to please someone , its just the expression of heart. We all express , few in words , few in the strokes of their brush , few in their actions .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I caught myself hammering SOME 'ONE' about poetry. I like to express , not sure why , it cannot stay with in. So when I talk one can see some context switches. My friends are used to it , but at times it places me in the shoes of a fool, especially when I am in conversation ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-7972917466316686295?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/7972917466316686295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=7972917466316686295&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/7972917466316686295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/7972917466316686295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/04/prayer-and-poetry.html' title='Prayer and Poetry'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-8354128664926156850</id><published>2007-04-21T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T01:06:49.428-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life As it Happens'/><title type='text'>As Good as it gets .....</title><content type='html'>I am yet to set up my house. Mom and Dad are coming this Thursday to bangalore.  They will be travelling by flight all by themselves for the first time. I taught them last time how to board a flight and all that stuff. Dad is confident that they can come on their own. Last month itself I was on leave because of my broken hand , cant afford to take leave now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sony TV , 3D Woofer with tweeters , Philips DVD 5150 player  I bought . So Mom and dads entertainment is taken care of when I am at office. Dewaan (That will serve as cot for my dad) will come by tomorrow.  Double cots are too costly to buy ... these furniture shop prices are reaching sky high .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gas stove is ready ; Spoons , plates , vessels , dishes .... are also ready , Few more things + Rice , dal , .... blah blah blah I will get them this evening .... My sweet little home is getting geared up to receive my parents ..... I m all happy that they are coming . I m gonna cook on weekends for my mom and dad , I m also gonna learn few dishes from my mom , that should come in handy after they leave. I need to plan for a trip , may be to coorg or kodai .....  Lots to do .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my mobile is charged (I came to office to get my mobile charged .... no power at home ) .... I will call it a day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latest update ... One more wicket down. Chax is getting engaged. I cant believe wickets are falling so fast ... 4 th wicket this year .... Guys Im the official photographer for all platform9 guys matrimony photos. Yesterday there was phot shoot out for MC . I m also hoping that saka sent those photos I clicked for him for his marriage proposals. Guys Im suddenly getting senti with most of you getting married.  Ok dont tell about your marriage plans when you meet my parents , they will be behind me .... I guess my wicket is slightly deep rooted ....... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-8354128664926156850?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/8354128664926156850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=8354128664926156850&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/8354128664926156850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/8354128664926156850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/04/as-good-as-it-gets.html' title='As Good as it gets .....'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-5258862490161246616</id><published>2007-04-18T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T22:07:21.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life As it Happens'/><title type='text'>One more Life'sMiracle .....</title><content type='html'>This Post is slightly different … It needs a preface. Its written over two days , its labeled Day I and Day II … &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When you want some thing the whole universe conspires to make it happen”.... &lt;/em&gt;alchemist of paulo coelho says so .... I have no comments about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am completely agree with &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When you don’t want something to happen the whole universe conspires to make it happen .... “&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I do believe that it happens only for good.  I lost my bike keys again . But this time I didn’t get it back. I’m still frantically searching for that, and looks like MR.GOD is taking advantage of my relationship with him and wants to teach me a lesson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend adviced me to get the duplicate key done. I lost the key 7 times in last 10 days.Now my status is &lt;em&gt;"Ghar hai magar chabee nahin ...... Bike hai magar uske keys to nahin "&lt;/em&gt;.I didn’t want to curse myself for loosing it. It must be a lesson that I need to learn. Ok I have learnt the lesson , but I want my keys back. (Its so difficult to loose some thing right !!!!!! ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While searching under my cube , I found my missing shoes (missing since oct 13th ) . &lt;br /&gt;They were hiding behind my foot rest (some ergonomic stuff lying near my desk ). I’m waiting so that some soul will find the keys and give it to security and then they will call me to give it back. Hope is always there. I think the day hope is dead, we loose everything including what we have. As I am writing this I got a call on my desk number. I knew it was the security calling to give the key back . I in fact pumped my fist in the air . The other end was my friend calling me to tell he will leave in another 15 mins and he will give me a drop. Im sure Mr.GOD must have laughed at me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY I I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My keys are still missing. No power whole night because of the rains , and mosquitoes treated themselves with my blood. I came outside the house and noticed the huge tree that had fallen prey for the heavy rains. It suddenly struck me that right below the tree is where I park my bike usually. Few bikes parked in the near by areas got damaged.I was happy that my bike was lying in the office safe and calm. Everything happens for a reason. Miracles happen every moment , we just need an eye to notice it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the icing on the cake. My security guys had the my bike keys in their Lost and Found section. No one knows who found , where they found , but the keys were with security. All I said to myself was Mr.GOD , I know you were always there for me listening to me no matter how our relationship is. I learnt the lesson … I need to practice it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times we loose hope , we loose faith , we want to use our logic to decode or understand the happenings … Is human brain and scientific logic enough to comprehend the mysteries of creation …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-5258862490161246616?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/5258862490161246616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=5258862490161246616&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5258862490161246616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5258862490161246616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-more-lifesmiracle.html' title='One more Life&apos;sMiracle .....'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-5002747673349395717</id><published>2007-04-12T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T06:15:12.428-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophical Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Illusion</title><content type='html'>When one says "Life is all maya ..." I always wondered what it was supposed to mean.&lt;br /&gt;I thought life is all fun and frolic , but on serious thought I feel we put away the reality and start living in virtual world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are we living or dying ????&lt;br /&gt;In reality we are actually dying ,because we are going towards the death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Contrary to world opinion I dont consider Death as a bad or evil word. I am trying to leave in reality).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is Birth day ???&lt;br /&gt;A successful completion of one year or  one more year closer to death .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Is it about certainity or uncertainity ?&lt;br /&gt;If life is about uncertainity then death is about certainity. If one thing that is certain in our life is &lt;br /&gt;our death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What drives us satisfaction or dis-satisfaction?&lt;br /&gt;It is dis-satisfaction that drives us and not the other way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      ok Guys Iam all in the philosophical mood , so some Gyaan. Its just that once in a while a small bout of dis-satisfaction hits me and Iam all in that mood .... I feel I need these small sporadic bursts of impulse functions for me to get better and move ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-5002747673349395717?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/5002747673349395717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=5002747673349395717&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5002747673349395717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5002747673349395717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/04/illusion.html' title='Illusion'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-8679202662025985138</id><published>2007-04-10T07:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T07:04:58.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dandha</title><content type='html'>Humare Dandhe me na bandook chaltee hai na bomb na chaku. chalta hai tho sirf ek hi ....... Dimaag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Iam talking about my profession. If you throw three stones randomly at a random place in bangalore , two will hit street dogs and one will hit S/W Engineer.Though I take pride in myself convincing that Im not a s/w engineer , I am actually a hybrid S/w engineer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One should be cursed to be part of this Dandhe. I successfully completed 3 years in this Dandha. I like to call this Dandha because,&lt;br /&gt;   i)   you  always stay with one who pays you most&lt;br /&gt;   ii)  One who has more power always overpowers you&lt;br /&gt;   iii) You always do more work than your Boss and get paid less than him .&lt;br /&gt;   iv)  Lots of money involved&lt;br /&gt;   v)   &lt;br /&gt;   ............... I can go on .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I at times wonder whether I am in the right job. Of course my wallet gets decently thick at the end of the month. I lack sense of satisfaction in this job. Onsites , bugs , hikes , meetings , coffee mugs , laptops , latenights , expensive treats  ... all these categorise this Dandha.&lt;br /&gt;The Grass was green from the other6:30 PM 04/10/2007 side , the thorns are felt only now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lemme keep aside all that and Njoi my 25% hike .... just got an invitation to join the Take5 pub in Indranagar , but I am not the kind of guy fpr pub culture. Tomorrow there is a dinner at leela palace ... Today a lunch at sindbad (ITPL) ... This week seems to be hectic with lots of free parties ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-8679202662025985138?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/8679202662025985138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=8679202662025985138&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/8679202662025985138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/8679202662025985138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/04/dandha.html' title='Dandha'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-7281422850366656976</id><published>2007-04-08T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T04:04:31.779-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Stepping into Others Shoes</title><content type='html'>Case I :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I was driving just little above the speed limit as the road was completely empty.&lt;br /&gt;The person sitting next to me was bit scared. I thought it was natural . He started yelling at me to go slow . I slowed down a bit . Few meters before the signal I again heard him telling me “Slow down slow down ... there is a signal”.  I did so. He started telling me right turn , left turn , do this , do that ..... go slow and all that crap. When it comes to some one giving me commands unnecessarily I get irritated. I shouted back at him and told him I drive my way if he wishes he can stay or he can look for other means of travel.&lt;br /&gt;I was slightly feeling bad as I knew the other person quite well and he also happened to be my senior colleague. (All this happened during my last on site).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  I got irritated , lost control and shouted at him , only because I failed to step into his shoes. Its only later I realized that he was one of the rash drivers and had met with an accident after his marriage  and was lucky to be out of it with just a Knee injury.&lt;br /&gt;Now I see things from his view , and it all feels correct and falls in its place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case II :-&lt;br /&gt;         Last week end some of my friends landed in my house. As expected my new house was dirty . I took the broom stick and tried my best to make it clean so that they can stay comfortably. Just after me sleeping I saw one of my friends removing a pair of chappal from his bag and using it. I was again irritated , I swept the whole place and still he is using his chappal , that to inside the house. As he was my friend , and with friends anything is fine , so I didn't even ask him anything. I went to bed with that thought in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;            I was perturbed and irritated only because I failed to step into his shoes. Its later I realized that he had corns under his feet, and he uses the same chappal even in his house.&lt;br /&gt;And when I heard that every thing fell in its place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            It is so difficult to step into others shoes. I make my own conclusions ,my  own generalizations even with out stepping into others shoes. These incidents helped me to look at things in an objective way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its easy to say conclude , than to reason out why !!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-7281422850366656976?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/7281422850366656976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=7281422850366656976&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/7281422850366656976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/7281422850366656976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/04/stepping-into-others-shoes.html' title='Stepping into Others Shoes'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-1562848358861075572</id><published>2007-04-04T08:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T08:52:16.970-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life As it Happens'/><title type='text'>Where do I begin ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RhPIzzwq6eI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/kkEzxQFngAg/s1600-h/pv_guitar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RhPIzzwq6eI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/kkEzxQFngAg/s400/pv_guitar.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049600399605688802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I give a shot at modelling industry ???? &lt;&lt;Thinking !!!!!&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok fun aside , I got inspired to re start my guitar lessons. I almost forgot what I learnt previously.  Lets see how it goes this time  ...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-1562848358861075572?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/1562848358861075572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=1562848358861075572&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/1562848358861075572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/1562848358861075572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/04/where-do-i-begin.html' title='Where do I begin ...'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RhPIzzwq6eI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/kkEzxQFngAg/s72-c/pv_guitar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-3990540473072483584</id><published>2007-04-03T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T22:13:01.731-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Busy ....</title><content type='html'>A busy man always finds time&lt;br /&gt;           A lazy man a reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont let someone bull shit you by saying "Im Busy"&lt;br /&gt;There is no such thing called busy ......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-3990540473072483584?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/3990540473072483584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=3990540473072483584&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/3990540473072483584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/3990540473072483584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/04/busy.html' title='Busy ....'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-8545319667437157495</id><published>2007-03-30T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T04:57:42.256-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life As it Happens'/><title type='text'>Kya Tha main kya hogaya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RgzsxuAtR-I/AAAAAAAAAtI/r-BaeCnAt4o/s1600-h/DSC03263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047669621284227042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RgzsxuAtR-I/AAAAAAAAAtI/r-BaeCnAt4o/s400/DSC03263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I in this beautiful world ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This picture was taken by me when I was in Goa last last week end)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WOh kahte hai na jo hota hai acche ke liye hota hai&lt;br /&gt;Galat Kahte hai ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kismat ka khel hai sara&lt;br /&gt;phirtha tha main aawara&lt;br /&gt;yeh kya se kya hogaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaar din ki Jindgaani&lt;br /&gt;har pal ek nayi kahani&lt;br /&gt;kya tha main kya bangaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jindagi ek pal me saari&lt;br /&gt;yu palat gayi humari&lt;br /&gt;jhoot hai tho mujh ko na batah &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started scribbling a serious post , about why I feel Iam a looser. Multiple projects I have thought of accomplishing bombed miserably ..... Though professionally Iam rated as Top Talent Iam personally not satisfied with my personal accomplshments. My major failures of last 6 months are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Unable to express my interest ( I dont want to call it Love for some reasons) to the girl whom I got attracted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.I wanted my company to debond a unused computer and give it to a NGO .  I did all I could and unfortunately the process is not yet over and doesnt seem to be any where near completion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Clothes Distributon :- I have collected a whole lot of Good clothes , but couldnt distribute it to the needy . I still have them and my inability to distribute to the needy haunts me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........... ok I can go on , but I took a resolution long time back , no matter what state Iam in I will always try to be happy , and for that most important thing to do is count my blessings. I happened to read a wishlist tag n chips blog , and decided to take up the same for the bright side of life .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have &lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;- Met with an accident and fractured Hand ( Starting off with the most recent one)&lt;br /&gt;- Drove bike at 100 Kmph and Car at 100 mph&lt;br /&gt;- Went to office with my bathroom chappal&lt;br /&gt;- Tasted Vodka and Fenny (recently in Goa)&lt;br /&gt;- Done Bunjee Jumping &lt;br /&gt;- Cheated people to get some tickets for a movie&lt;br /&gt;- Slept on a beach with waves hitting me for hours long&lt;br /&gt;- Acted like a Mad man in multiple dramas (Infact I never needed a costume for that role)&lt;br /&gt;- Talked abt a topic on which I absolutely had no idea&lt;br /&gt;- Copied in exams and got more marks than the other guy from whom I copied&lt;br /&gt;- got bitten by a dog while trying to chase it&lt;br /&gt;- Banged a car in the parking lot in US and ran away&lt;br /&gt;- Drove all night with friends in US across 4 states and more than 1200 miles&lt;br /&gt;- Peed in every water body I happened to visit (except Ganges ... I felt it was really pure)&lt;br /&gt;- Spoke in more than 5 langauages in the span of 10 minutes&lt;br /&gt;   (telugu , hindi , english , tamil , kannada .... malayalam and konkani will join slowly)&lt;br /&gt;- Won prizes from eloctution to dramatics&lt;br /&gt;- sat on top of a bus and travelled for long distance.&lt;br /&gt;- Jumped from the 20 ft high and managed to get off without a scratch&lt;br /&gt;- Danced to loud music as if there is no tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have Not&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;- Won a single prize in any atheletics or any team games I played&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course this is a half completed posts , Its not getting completed , so decided to post it the way it is ..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-8545319667437157495?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/8545319667437157495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=8545319667437157495&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/8545319667437157495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/8545319667437157495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/03/kya-tha-main-kya-hogaya.html' title='Kya Tha main kya hogaya'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RgzsxuAtR-I/AAAAAAAAAtI/r-BaeCnAt4o/s72-c/DSC03263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-6712945350703661341</id><published>2007-03-21T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T09:43:33.193-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tours and Travel'/><title type='text'>Hum Hai raahi dosti ki</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RgFeKerMn1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/1_a60lgNKMc/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RgFeKerMn1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/1_a60lgNKMc/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044416591757614930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can a fractured hand stop one having fun with the friends , Going to the Spot where  one of my fav films DCH was shot ... sitting there with the pals silently and njoing their company and also the natures beauty ....... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always lots to write , but tight schedules :) .... It was real real fun to be in Goa with Sri , babai and kris .... we have been friends from last 10 years , Infact I just grew up with them  ....... I missed lots of my other friends in the trip , saka , kv , mc , rp ,chandu , prasad maams  ... and many many more ........ I was thinking abt you all sitting on the same fort looking at the beach ......&lt;br /&gt;(Ofcourse from aakashs role of mine they pushed me to sid's role .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just after a 14 days vaccation it feels bit tight , but at present I have my left hand (btw I cut the cast off my hand in goa, I am yet to meet doctor , it still pains) so things are lil more faster ..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't wait for things to happen , you have to make it happen ....... Doesnt matter what state you are in .... Its you who can make things happen ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS :- More Pics , videos will be coming up shortly (If I dont make one more trip this week end :) ....)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-6712945350703661341?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/6712945350703661341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=6712945350703661341&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/6712945350703661341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/6712945350703661341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/03/hum-hai-raahi-dosti-ki.html' title='Hum Hai raahi dosti ki'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RgFeKerMn1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/1_a60lgNKMc/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-2406639142530369733</id><published>2007-03-16T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T01:58:31.077-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life As it Happens'/><title type='text'>FWC</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://images.soapbox.msn.com/flash/soapbox1_1.swf" quality="high" width="412" height="362" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="c=v&amp;v=5a8627af-3b4b-4cb7-8b72-2fdeeabca795" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://soapbox.msn.com/video.aspx?vid=5a8627af-3b4b-4cb7-8b72-2fdeeabca795" target="_new" title="PV&amp;#39;s Flat Warming Ceremony"&gt;Video: PV&amp;#39;s Flat Warming Ceremony&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every one PV is on vaccation .... Part I of it is over at Home , part II is starting tonite to Goa ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Flat warming cermony went very well , thanks to every one who could make it in such a short notice .... very sweet of them .... The above video is made by saka ....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know at the end of the day I had my friends with me at the time of FWC , they made the above video ...... It just makes it more memorable , makes life moe joyous , much much more than what words can express ............. Thanx everyone ....&lt;br /&gt;You guys are the best that happened in my life ................. ok no senti stuff ..... Iam off to Goa :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-2406639142530369733?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/2406639142530369733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=2406639142530369733&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/2406639142530369733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/2406639142530369733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/03/fwc.html' title='FWC'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-4979040179277516673</id><published>2007-03-07T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T05:42:45.638-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>My Flat Warming Cermony Invitation</title><content type='html'>On the Third day after the Full Moon day , after sunset , when the world is at sleep at DviDvadasa nimisha (22 minutes) past eksametadasha Ghadiya (11 hours) i.e today 11:22 PM, My parents have asked me to move into my new House (bought by yours humbly 5 months back). This is traditionally termed as House Warming Cermony , as it is a flat I am renaming as Flat Warming Cermony.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Here is the itenary .......&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Chief Guest :- M.C.Prakash , SaiKarthik , Basha ,Sagar   &lt;br /&gt;(Buddies Iam 100% assuming you will be there , as Hallimane is Close enough to my house)&lt;br /&gt;Guests of Honours :- All of YOU &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;10 :50  -- Arrival at Sai Gardens &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;10 :55 -- Entering Shanthi I Flat001&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;11:00- 11:15 -- Arranging stove + Milk  ( some part of it I managed to do it 2day morning)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;11:22 -- Offering Prayers to the Lords of the Universe.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;11:22 -- Milk boiling Cermony Flagged off&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;11:30 -- Vote of Thanks + Wind Up.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Here are the reasons why you probably will not be able to make it &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1) PV sent out the invitation very late .......                          &lt;br /&gt; ( Guys , you all know abt me right , even I didnt know when I will be entering my new House).&lt;br /&gt;2) PV's New House is Very Far away from City                   &lt;br /&gt;( From now on City is far away from my house and not the other way )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) PV will not be available till 10 pm because of TCON&lt;br /&gt;     ( My EMI for house comes because I attend such Tcons )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Its at night time ....                                                           ( Unfortunately I still dont have control over planets )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) PV is not doing it in big way ...                                        &lt;br /&gt;( Small house , small Flat warming , I believe in Small is beautiful  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) PV didn't even call for a dinner on his Flat warming day &lt;br /&gt;(Difficult to manage single handedly , will call you all once my parents come to Bangalore )&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and the only reason you probably will make it at the end of the day(pun intended)is &lt;strong&gt;PV is your good old friend.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...... Guys I perfectly understand if you cannot make it .......... Just dont forget to send in your Good wishes :-)  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I will call you guys to my new house once I get out of my temporary partial handicap state. Iam informing it quite early as next time no reasons will be accepted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-4979040179277516673?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/4979040179277516673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=4979040179277516673&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4979040179277516673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4979040179277516673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-flat-warming-cermony-invitation.html' title='My Flat Warming Cermony Invitation'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-8963949961746171441</id><published>2007-03-06T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T21:08:21.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Visual DNA</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal"  enableJavaScript="false" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf"  quality="best" bgcolor="#25510D" width="340"  height="240" name="widget" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"  flashvars="bgcolor=#25510D&amp;i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_42EBBA15.jpeg&amp;c1=&amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_2A5973C5.jpeg&amp;c2=&amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_6E5372F4.jpeg&amp;c3=&amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_23F0F190.jpeg&amp;c4=&amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-396C1EDE.jpeg&amp;c5=&amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-1AF7A965.jpeg&amp;c6=&amp;i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5BCEEB04.jpeg&amp;c7=&amp;i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_75EB3440.jpeg&amp;c8=&amp;i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-68DE05A9.jpeg&amp;c9=&amp;i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_79AFF11D.jpeg&amp;c10=&amp;i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-2DDA8000.jpeg&amp;c11=&amp;i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_1D8228ED.jpeg&amp;c12=&amp;i13=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-1B4C950E.jpeg&amp;c13=&amp;moodlabel=DREAMER&amp;lovelabel=TOUCHY FEELY&amp;funlabel=CONQUEROR&amp;habitslabel=JUNKIE MONKEY&amp;uid=19607-36c3&amp;srv=iwebcl4" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="text-align:center; width:340px;height:25px;margin-top:0px; border-top:1px solid rgb(150,150,150);background-color:rgb(0,0,0);padding:5px 0 0 0; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://networking.imagini.blueorange.co.uk/vdna.php?uid=19607-36c3&amp;srv=iwebcl4" style="color:rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;Read my VisualDNA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;color:#cccccc"&gt;&amp;trade;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;a href="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/" style="color:rgb(255,255,255) "&gt;Get your own VisualDNA&amp;trade;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-8963949961746171441?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/8963949961746171441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=8963949961746171441&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/8963949961746171441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/8963949961746171441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-visual-dna.html' title='My Visual DNA'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-5910589480626819031</id><published>2007-03-02T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T05:30:48.803-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tours and Travel'/><title type='text'>P9's Day Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EqZj3L2JQdI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EqZj3L2JQdI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt do a good job in making this. Personally Iam not satisfied , but it will never be made if I dont proceed ahead .........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-5910589480626819031?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/5910589480626819031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=5910589480626819031&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5910589480626819031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5910589480626819031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/03/p9s-day-out.html' title='P9&apos;s Day Out'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-4412120989945511058</id><published>2007-02-28T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T07:50:39.014-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life As it Happens'/><title type='text'>Some updates</title><content type='html'>sooye hue hai dekho ehsaas aaj mere&lt;br /&gt;doorie mitake na aaoo tum paas  mere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halka se ek nasha sa aakhon pe cha raha hai ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on , no matter whether i have a fractured hand or a broken heart. If I were asked to describe LIFE I would define it as &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" That which goes on no matter what happens , when it happens to whom it happens , why it happens or HOW it happens  ... It is one beyond the What , why , when and Hows ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philosophy aside , &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- my left hand needs to be in the cast for 4 more weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Shouted at mom once again for she was so worried of my hand and wanted me @ home.&lt;br /&gt;       I can never understand the Love of a mom , its beyond my comprehension ..... but too  much of love also demands patience . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Went for blood donation , the blood bank guy had to prick twice , causing a slight swelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Work is going on ok . Not so happy with progress .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Staying completely in sakas house .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Taking infinite amount of help from friends and colleagues , I really want to minimize the help i take , but circumstances force it. Still I keep it at back of my head , at times cant help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- I minimized talking abt my personal life to others , I hope that helps others , for they dont have to here my nonsense ramblings. but blog is an exception , for one reads @ their own risk .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Iam actually more happy these days , for I let go all I wanted , living happily. &lt;br /&gt;No one bugs me abt marriage , even i myself dont think abt it. &lt;br /&gt;Just completely left trying or thinking abt her (you now who it is right :) ...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Better to be a looser and be happy than try to be a win without piece of mind. I &lt;br /&gt;convienced myself that Iam a looser in these matters of heart and surprisingly I got &lt;br /&gt;convienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- I forgot twin wishing on her birth day ... She is a good friend of mine . i dont hve her contact number .... iam also bad at remrmbering birth days , no body reminded me abt her birth day . I saw her mail after so many days .... Happy BirthDay Twin ........ May the almight shower his choicest blessings on you .....  incase u read this post do ping me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Got back in communicaton with neels ..... we were good friends and things were lil different some time back ... good to see them changing ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! god i can write nonsense even with one hand ... but it feels good ..... just straight from the heart ...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-4412120989945511058?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/4412120989945511058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=4412120989945511058&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4412120989945511058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4412120989945511058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/02/some-updates.html' title='Some updates'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-1864121860373538177</id><published>2007-02-27T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T03:21:24.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Platform9 Days out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/ReQUAiD02zI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/whjPHSUqhDA/s1600-h/DSC02808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/ReQUAiD02zI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/whjPHSUqhDA/s400/DSC02808.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036172282682465074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Munnabhai and circuit Dudes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/ReQTziD02yI/AAAAAAAAAnI/kWxv8ggVmzQ/s1600-h/DSC02810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/ReQTziD02yI/AAAAAAAAAnI/kWxv8ggVmzQ/s400/DSC02810.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036172059344165666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P9'ers geared up for day out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/ReQSbiD02xI/AAAAAAAAAnA/3Wo53cdhyv4/s1600-h/DSC02826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/ReQSbiD02xI/AAAAAAAAAnA/3Wo53cdhyv4/s400/DSC02826.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036170547515677458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scoopy phenomenon .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/ReQQ5yD02wI/AAAAAAAAAm4/Xrq02ZqKwdc/s1600-h/DSC02850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/ReQQ5yD02wI/AAAAAAAAAm4/Xrq02ZqKwdc/s400/DSC02850.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036168868183464706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can swim with a fractured hand too .... PV is PV :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/ReQQoSD02vI/AAAAAAAAAmw/-u1GBWYEDQc/s1600-h/DSC02834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/ReQQoSD02vI/AAAAAAAAAmw/-u1GBWYEDQc/s400/DSC02834.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036168567535753970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats called fun in the pool ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/ReQQMiD02uI/AAAAAAAAAmo/AINZUbtct1E/s1600-h/DSC02864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/ReQQMiD02uI/AAAAAAAAAmo/AINZUbtct1E/s400/DSC02864.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036168090794384098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Duo ..... Me &amp; Saka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/ReQP5yD02tI/AAAAAAAAAmg/cGTdvBomnXU/s1600-h/DSC02883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/ReQP5yD02tI/AAAAAAAAAmg/cGTdvBomnXU/s400/DSC02883.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036167768671836882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready for Get Set Go .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/ReQPGSD02sI/AAAAAAAAAmY/tZkzkq_7XpE/s1600-h/DSC02917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/ReQPGSD02sI/AAAAAAAAAmY/tZkzkq_7XpE/s400/DSC02917.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036166883908573890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Trio from Koyla ......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-1864121860373538177?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/1864121860373538177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=1864121860373538177&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/1864121860373538177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/1864121860373538177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/02/platform9-days-out.html' title='Platform9 Days out'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/ReQUAiD02zI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/whjPHSUqhDA/s72-c/DSC02808.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-6237068806012461749</id><published>2007-02-21T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T21:51:56.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fight for your rights</title><content type='html'>how many of us fight for our rights ??? how many times have we not been insulted by auto/taxi walas , &lt;br /&gt;how many times we have paid more price than MRP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I infact paid a bribe for filing an FIR .........  for the matter of fact yesterday night i asked for taxi with my company taxi desk at  11:30 pm and taxi walas were not ready to come as i stay on the other side of the city ........ I daily pay 50 paise more for milk packet , i daily fill petrol which is mixed with kerosene ......  i get into tussle with local rowdies and bend my head before them helplessly ... i watch a movie with some spoil sports sitting at back seats , and when i raise my voice i was at risk of getting beaten up ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 paise doesnt matter to me .. i can earn again , 10 minutes wait doesnt matter , iam in no hurry , disturbance in a movie hall doesnt matter , i can buy a dvd ..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Die every day so that I can Live ....... It is not only the poision of the snake but the milk feeded to the snake is also poision, and I feed the snake with milk so that it can bite me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here is the story of Amit and his wife , who fought for their rights .... I heard this guy amit on FM91.1 today morning , it was really inspiring .......&lt;br /&gt;On the right hand side of his blog there are links to his fight for rights. Read from Update1 to Update13 ............ Its worth a read ................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://theeverydayblog.blogspot.com  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bow to you for your efforts amit ..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-6237068806012461749?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/6237068806012461749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=6237068806012461749&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/6237068806012461749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/6237068806012461749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/02/fight-for-your-rights.html' title='Fight for your rights'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-5154650287408322544</id><published>2007-02-21T06:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T06:11:18.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its done done temporarily</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1_UZhBMNqOE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1_UZhBMNqOE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was the best of times , It was the worst of times .................. " .The Tale of two minds , atlast come to a temporary end. Iam fine with both victory and loss , for I believe life is not abt winning or loosing.  At times we might have to sail against the breeze , against the raising tides. I decided to do so. Reasons can apparently sound foolish , what else can they be when the decision is made at heart and reasons are spoken using tongue.For whatever reasons , for good or for bad , I decided to think about marriage only after one and half more years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurricane of thoughts took me off my balance in the past few weeks. I am trying to regain it back , in the process of self-rehabilitation . My health also went down the track but I am still trying my best to manage it single handedly ( literally and figuratively).Iam here to chase some of my dreams, some realistic and some not so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have been tagged as "confused" "Foolish" for being little open. I neither deny that nor accept it as I have no knowlege of what the Truth is. But Iam for sure more than what others perceive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-5154650287408322544?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/5154650287408322544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=5154650287408322544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5154650287408322544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5154650287408322544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-done-done-temporarily.html' title='Its done done temporarily'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-5537992947660362226</id><published>2007-02-15T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T06:21:30.465-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Happy Shiv ratri</title><content type='html'>Valentines day and shiv ratri are just two days apart.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately shiv sainiks are heard abt more on V day rather than on Shiv Ratri.&lt;br /&gt;But I celebrate both in their own style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord shiva is an amazing person. I think I should take him as my hero. He doesnt have more than one pair of dress. Just the bare minimum. Wow shivjis hair style is just ultimate .  He teaches, one the necessity of being less attatched. Shivji must be really handsome charecter ,or else cant expect parvathi ma to pray for becoming his consort. Its not the dress you wear , its the charecter thats important , even girls for that and not for a louie phillipie shirt. I think iam following his foot steps:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The search for nector of immortality always begins with deadly poision. One needs to be Shiva to hold that in the throat with out swalloing. What a guy , he can intake poision and still be not affected. In our day to day lives for the search for happiness we come across this deadly poision. We need to be like our hero shiva to face the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing is what I should say for he could over power cupid himself. I fall for cupids arrows every time  I see a beautiful girl walk past me. But shiva is real hero for he is the one who has control over cupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiva , you are my hero. My role model ........ Just help me follow ur foot steps :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Shiv Ratri to every one , Iam going out of town for celebrating shiv rathri ...... to the place of shiva himself :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-5537992947660362226?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/5537992947660362226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=5537992947660362226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5537992947660362226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/5537992947660362226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-shiv-ratri.html' title='Happy Shiv ratri'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-3259389536217173786</id><published>2007-02-14T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T07:20:37.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~V'eers</title><content type='html'>V day .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Love Love ...... thats all I heard today. of course i spent one more valentines day with out a valentine. &lt;br /&gt;The world also contains people who dont have their valentines, but who would have loved to spend the V day with a valentine. May be Iam one among them , why may be Iam one . nothing to hide :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i) Those who were unable to express their love &lt;br /&gt;ii) Those who were rejected&lt;br /&gt;iii) Those who were once with their valentine in past, but time seperated for few unknown reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is for those people. Yes , Life is not a bollywood movie. Its where tears of joy and sorrow co-exist. Its not easy to acheive Love. For sure its not a path of roses. Iam really happy for those who found their love and spent this day in their company. For all others dont let ypurself get into mode of depression. I know the reality a bit atleast :) Its but natural to start liking some one of the opposite sex , its a natures rule. Just that some times we might not be able to acheive it. That shouldnt let ones enthusiasm down. Life is not some thing that happens , but it is some thing that we make it happen. At the same time forget not that there are things that are not in our control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not that one gets everything in life :) There is no winner or looser in life. we are all same , we are all one , its just that apparent differences might distinguish us. Just be happy , for the joy of living is to be experienced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times when you go so close to death and come back , you realise Lifes blessings. All those who spend this day in a sad mood , cheer up. There is much to life , get up cheer yourself up , dont wait some one else to cheer you. Its you who make ur day or break ur day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps:- My posts will be typed only with one hand 4 few weeks, bear with the  typos ..... what i observed was i have less typos with one hand compared to typin with both hands :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-3259389536217173786?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/3259389536217173786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=3259389536217173786&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/3259389536217173786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/3259389536217173786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/02/veers.html' title='~V&apos;eers'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-4966885535363910828</id><published>2007-02-12T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T20:30:02.307-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life As it Happens'/><title type='text'>pv met with an accident</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RdFajOTg9aI/AAAAAAAAAdg/6sE8UHng_-c/s1600-h/pv_accident.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RdFajOTg9aI/AAAAAAAAAdg/6sE8UHng_-c/s400/pv_accident.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030901819931424162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready to go to office &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a wonderful week end on the way to the aero show happening ,\&lt;br /&gt;taking unnecessary cuts , driving at an unnecessary high speed  i met with an\&lt;br /&gt;accident. Iam happy to be alive :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One hand typing makes it difficult to describe the incident :( &lt;br /&gt;with left hand fracture , both knees ruptured , iam going good . slight pain still is troubling me ...... iam at sakas house in halli mane ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of stuff happening , so im going thru lots of physical , mental , spiritual stress :) hope the best comes out of me .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-4966885535363910828?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/4966885535363910828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=4966885535363910828&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4966885535363910828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/4966885535363910828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/02/pv-met-with-accident.html' title='pv met with an accident'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wRyjvk_Yw0/RdFajOTg9aI/AAAAAAAAAdg/6sE8UHng_-c/s72-c/pv_accident.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-7738286161021103943</id><published>2007-02-08T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T12:13:07.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Write my Destiny</title><content type='html'>Iam the hero of my Life . I control my Life  .......&lt;br /&gt;Iam the Best , Iam the Best ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I care not what world says , I hear not what fools say .......&lt;br /&gt;Iam the hero of my life , Iam the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7678464-7738286161021103943?l=lifesmiracle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/feeds/7738286161021103943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7678464&amp;postID=7738286161021103943&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/7738286161021103943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7678464/posts/default/7738286161021103943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesmiracle.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-write-my-destiny.html' title='I Write my Destiny'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7678464.post-8759601844256947772</id><published>2007-02-02T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T03:38:54.349-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Iam Here to Stay ..... I will be back</title><content type='html'>Iam here to stay .... I will be back in short time. Any one missed me here ???????. But I missed this place :) Life is in a small kind of mess , with so many things half done and the work pressure being the same. Need set them straight. Time is going on just meeting and catching up with frnds .... Hoping to be back to atleast decent shape by next weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing as such is happening in life except doing half done jobs and catching up with things missed in 3 mpnths. Do u believe I havent even seen a single movie after I landed. Infact I didnt sleep much ........ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are all not my true friends. I asked you all to remind me abt my new year resolutions and almost one month passes and Iam still in the same state. ok me was just kidding ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back on Monday ... 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I will be back'/><author><name>Prakash Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15960024092655576130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/straightfrompv/orkutNPZ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
